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title: old habits die hard
pairing: onew/taemin
rating: g
word count: 200
anyband!verse.
The young prisoner reminded Jinki of what he was before serving the law and now, his past was something he could wake up to along with his supplementary breakfast of black coffee. He had a strong dislike for coffee as much as the taste was, but it was one of the few drinks left that carried flavor.
He drifted from watching the captured, and looked at the papers on his desk. Jinki wondered what trouble their latest addition got into: Name: Lee Taemin, Age: 16, Crime: Dancing, wearing unpermitted colors... things Jinki had done before, except he'd sing from sun up to sun down, never stopping even when there was the possibility of getting caught.
He looked back at the jail cell, checked around, and seized his keys.
Taemin's eyes grew wide when his cell unlocked, and even wider when he saw Jinki standing before him. Jinki grinned, signaling for him to go. He stumbled trying to get up, and Jinki pulled him up by his shoulders. He shoved a colorful hat over Taemin's head. "It's yours, right?"
Hesitant, Taemin uttered a "thank you" and ran. And after he left, Jinki poured some sugar in his coffee, knowing that nobody would find out.
pairing: onew/taemin
rating: g
word count: 200
anyband!verse.
The young prisoner reminded Jinki of what he was before serving the law and now, his past was something he could wake up to along with his supplementary breakfast of black coffee. He had a strong dislike for coffee as much as the taste was, but it was one of the few drinks left that carried flavor.
He drifted from watching the captured, and looked at the papers on his desk. Jinki wondered what trouble their latest addition got into: Name: Lee Taemin, Age: 16, Crime: Dancing, wearing unpermitted colors... things Jinki had done before, except he'd sing from sun up to sun down, never stopping even when there was the possibility of getting caught.
He looked back at the jail cell, checked around, and seized his keys.
Taemin's eyes grew wide when his cell unlocked, and even wider when he saw Jinki standing before him. Jinki grinned, signaling for him to go. He stumbled trying to get up, and Jinki pulled him up by his shoulders. He shoved a colorful hat over Taemin's head. "It's yours, right?"
Hesitant, Taemin uttered a "thank you" and ran. And after he left, Jinki poured some sugar in his coffee, knowing that nobody would find out.