It's You...Just You
Title: It's You...Just You
Chapters: 3/?
Author: shy_cookie
Genre: Romance, angst, drama
Warning: None so far Rating: Pg-13
Pairings/Characters: Taemin focus, JongHo, JongTae, 2Min, Taemin/Junho
Synopsis:Taemin is torn between two men that have no idea about his feelings, but then again, isn't love always closer than we think? Disclaimer: I don't own a thing. This is only for entertainment
“Taemin, move your bony ass and clean the dishes!” Minho said a little angry. He knew the magnae wouldn't move from his sit on the couch if he wasn't told to. He had the little habit not to clean the dishes he used after eating. He was so spoiled because of Kibum that now he became like that, he was a little lazy guy who didn't moved a finger in the house. “Hyung...clean up for me, please...” Taemin gave the best innocent face he could.
He knew it would work. It always did. He couldn't help but smirk knowing it, but he was caught by surprise when he felt a pair of strong arms wrapping around his shoulders from the back and something pressed against his forehead. He looked up and saw Minho smile at him. “You always get what you want, don't you?” Minho asked with a very handsome smirk, making Taemin shiver a little, and when he felt the rapper hold him closer, he couldn't help but whimper. It felt so good. Too good. He wanted Minho to kiss him. He would be fine if it was his forehead, he just wanted a kiss. “Are you nervous Min?” The older asked with a smirk, his hot breath hitting Taemin's face.
Taemin started biting his lower lip. He wanted to say out loud 'You're such a freaking tease.' but he wouldn't. He already knew Jonghyun loved someone younger and cute, and he was absolutely sure it was him. He knew it, but now he had to be sure Minho was in love with him as well. Because if he was, he couldn't even imagine the happiness that he would go through. It would be just pure bliss. Nothing else. “Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.”
Taemin answered with a low tone of voice but a small smile on his face. He felt Minho pull away but he wanted to hold him and tell him to keep staying like that. Stay in that position for a little longer but he couldn't, because as he was about to say it, the front door opened and a very hyper Jonghyun entered the dorm. “It's so nice to be home!” He said as he took off his shoes and placed his bags on the floor. Taemin got up, smiling, ready to great his hyung, but then was surprised with a frame behind Jonghyun. “Are you going to stay there or are you coming?” Jonghyun asked with a smile on his face.
“I'm fine...” Taemin saw the man look at him. “Can we talk Taemin?” Not saying a thing, Taemin just nodded and walked towards the door, closing it behind him. Both were in the hall of the building and Jonghyun and Minho stood inside talking and smiling. Both were seeing what the lead vocal had bought and how they would hide it from Kibum since they knew the Diva would ask why Jonghyun hadn't bought him the same shirt or a new pair of pants since they were best friends and it was his duty to buy him new clothes. “Why is Junho-Hyung here?” Minho asked as he started seeing the new shirts Jonghyun bought. “No idea...but then again, it's not of our business.” The lead vocal said and Minho nodded, either of them caring about what was going outside.
Taemin placed his hands on the back pockets of his jeans and smiled to Junho. “Why don't you want to come inside? We're about to have dinner, you could join us.” The magnae said happily. He was happy Junho was visiting him. That never happened, so he was happy about the change. He just didn't understood why the older man was looking to depressed and so unhappy. “Hyung...what happened? You look like you haven't been sleeping for days.” Taemin said worried and reached to touch Junho's face but the older man gave a step back, making the magnae even more confused and a little hurt.
“Now you know I exist.” He spoke and Taemin raised a brown in confusion, not understanding what he meant by that. Junho took a deep breath and passed a hand through his hair. “I shouldn't be here...Wooyoung told me it was a bad idea.” He spoke. It was a mere whisper, but Taemin managed to hear every single thing. He felt shocked when he heard it. Why on earth would Wooyoung say it was a bad idea for Junho to visit him? It made no sense and wasn't nice at all. On the contrary, it was very rude of him. “Why is it a bad idea? We're friends, why can't you come and visit me?”
Asked Taemin raising a brow and then he saw the way Junho was looking at him, it wasnt that nice and he wasn't used to it. “Why do you ignore me when you're with them? Why do you only care about me when you're alone, without those two around you?” Junho was about to blow up while he asked that, but at the same time he wanted to remain calm. He hated to raise his voice, and he hated to raise his voice to Taemin! He had to remain calm, he had to be calm. “It's not true.”
“It is true! You never call me asking how I am! You never call me saying you just wanted to hear my voice.” He made a pause and looked to Taemin. He swore to himself he wouldn't cry or that he wouldn't show how mad he was. When he got out of the house he promised himself he wouldn't be mad, that he would solve everything like a very mature man. Like the mature man he was, but he just couldn't. It was stronger than him. That anger boiling up inside of him, he just couldn't do it. “But I...You...we're friends right?” Taemin asked, his hands shacking a little, but when he saw Junho walk a little closer, he could swear his legs had turned into jelly or something like that. “I don't want to be your friend.”
That caught Taemin out of guard. They had been so great friends for the last couple of years. They shared so many things, laughed and cried. Was Junho faking the whole thing? Didn't he liked Taemin at all? But if he didn't liked him..why was he so nice? “I'm tired of being your friend!” Junho continued walking towards the younger man, to the point that Taemin gave too many steps backwards that his back was hitting the wall. “W...What do you mean?” He asked and then he felt the older man placing a hand on his waist and the other on his left cheek.
“I want more...so much more...” Junho started going closer to the younger man. Their lips were inches apart, but a thing that could end in seconds, it seemed that was going to take hours. It was like Junho was moving in slow motion. Taemin closed his eyes, and started shivering, scared of what could happen. He continued shivering and didn't know what to do. Junho noticed it and started biting his lower lip. “I can't do it!” He punched the wall and Taemin opened his eyes, a little afraid of what was going to happen. “...Why not?” Taemin asked, wanting to know why the older couldn't do it. “...I guess I respect you way too much.”
Taemin continued looking at him. “Damn it! I want to kiss you so bad, but I just can't!” Junho pulled away and stared at Taemin and could feel his heart breaking. Taemin didn't know what to do, so he just stood there looking at him. “You won't be happy...You won't be happy with them.” The older spoke and Taemin raised a brow not understanding a single thing. He was so confused and he had no idea of what to do. He tried to pull away, but at the same time he was scared that as he pulled away he would break apart. “But, I love them, and I'm sure they love me back!” Taemin said, but couldn't even smile or force one. Junho looked at him and couldn't believe what he was saying.
“You really believe that? They just see you as a little brother! They don't love you at all!” Junho blew up. He was tired of it. He was tired of having it all inside and he couldn't allow it. He had to say what he was thinking and had to make sure Taemin knew what he was thinking. “I bet with you, I bet that if you open that door you'll see Jonghyun all over Minho!” Taemin's eyes opened widely and he couldn't believe what he was hearing. “Can't you see? Can't you see they love each other and not you?” Junho made a pause and looked at the younger man and didn't know what to say. “If you want to lie to yourself go for it but...” Another pause and he looked at him. “...I won't be there to hold you when you cry.”