Pride
Title: Pride
Pairing: Taemin/You
Rating: PG-13
Word Count:1308 words
Summary: Pride was everything to you. But someone changed it all.
You sat there, legs crossed, calming yourself down. Pills, you reminded yourself. You searched your striking gold bag for the medicine you always took before getting onto an aeroplane. Swallowing it with water, you closed your eyes and waited for the medicine to kick in. You've never liked taking an aeroplane but you loved travelling around the world.
You opened your eyes when you felt the eyes of other passengers in the waiting room looking at you curiously. That was what sucked about taking economic class when flying. You had been flying first class everytime you took the plane but this time round, you booked the air ticket too late and economic class was only what's left. You had no choice. You promised your friend that you would be back in time for her wedding from your holiday in Seoul.
With the shiny pink headphones perfectly positioned on top of your perfectly wavy-styled blonde hair, you tried to ignore the stares of others. You were used to it, though. There wasn't a place that you went where no one stared at you. Coming from a well-off family, the clothes you wore were always stylish and calling for attraction. Not to mention the killer heels you always wore that made you a head taller than an average woman. You knew that it was your body that got everyone staring though. You used to be a fat pig but learnt your lesson after getting bullied. After months of hard work dieting and working out, a perfect toned body was the result.
You watched as everyone's eyes left you and turned to another direction. Turning like everyone else did, you eyed the six men walking in. You guessed that they were celebrities, seeing that five of them all wore sunglasses and walked arrogantly with a swagger, with the one other more down-to-earth man being their manager. Coincidence or not, they sat directly opposite you. The seats around you were empty because no one dared to come or even sit near you.
You tried not to look but one of them caught your eye. The boy was so pretty, with a sharp nose and a defined jawline. His eyes were round and big, and even though he was skinny, signs of muscles were still visible. You forced yourself to stop looking. You've had your fair share of pretty boys and most of them turned out to be gay. This pretty little thing might be gay too, seeing how he continuously clung to one of his group members, doing aegyeo every five minutes.
He looked up right then, when you were still staring. Eye contact. You made eye contact with him. Feeling embarrassed from being caught staring at him, you whipped out your phone and pretended to text someone. You still saw, however, the smirk he gave you right then. He smirked. At you. That innocent looking boy just smirked at you. Outrage filled you but you forced yourself to calm down, standing up slowly and then walking a little arrogantly towards the gate that just opened, hoping that an "I DON'T CARE" message was visible for him to see.
It was probably fate again, that the very same guy sat beside you. From the time you spotted him walking towards you, you prayed your heart out to God, hoping that he won't sit beside you. The second he stopped beside you, your heart stopped. The second he sat down, you wanted to kill yourself.
You removed your headphones, did the normal flight procedures for taking off. You sat there unmoving in your seat, not wanting to embarrass yourself further in front of him. Taemin, his name was Taemin. Someone had called him Taemin and he answered.
You gripped the seat as tightly as possible, knuckles going white as the plane took off. Squeezing your eyes shut, you waited until your heart rate became normal before opening them again. You could hear the Taemin guy laughing from beside you. You swore things couldn't get worse. Who knew it could actually get worse?
You flipped through the menu mindlessly, having decided on what to eat already, waiting for the flight attendant to come. You could feel the pretty boy staring at you as you ordered a bit too much for one person but you didn't care, the flight was six hours long. The food came one by one and you ignored him as you stuffed yourself.
Taemin, on the other hand, ordered only cheesecake. He sat there, eating like a gentleman, a serviette placed on his lap as he delicately ate the cheesecake in spoonfuls, laughing at the video he was watching on his iPod. It was really nice to watch him laugh. His lips curved up prettily and his cheekbones would rise, his eyes changing into a half-moon shape too. He was the definition of perfect at times like these.
It was two hours later and you needed the toilet, badly. You tapped the pretty boy who was just stoning there.
"Would you please move? I need to answer some business in the toilet," you said aloud when he didn't move.
"What, it's natural. Everything that comes in goes out," you said again when he stared at you, amusement clearly shown on his face. He got out of his seat to let you out, a smile clear and wide on his face.
You relieved yourself and calmed yourself down in the toilet. That time alone in the toilet was precious. You tried to play cool but sitting beside the Taemin guy was nerve-wrecking. When you couldn't stay in the toilet much longer, you walked out and bumped into a guy on your way out. Yes, it was Taemin again. For a moment, both of you just froze at the body contact. Your shoulders and thighs were brushing and both of you were standing face to face, eyes drawn to each other's gaze.
Playing cool again, you decided to walk off and mentally screamed inside when he tapped you on your shoulder. You turned, giving him a "what do you want" gaze. You were positive at that time he was going to confess that he liked you. Guys always did that to you. The last words you wanted to hear was the exact same thing that came out from his pretty little mouth.
"Your jeans are unzipped. I can see your bright pink g-string even from one kilometre away," his husky voice said. Your cheeks were burning red as you looked down and found that your jeans were really unzipped. You swiftly zipped them up and mumbled a word of thanks before scurrying to your seat.
Pretence was the only thing left to salvage your pride. When you heard his footsteps approaching, you pretended to sleep. After the latest incident, sitting beside him was tormenting and sleeping was the only way left to avoid more embarrassment.
You fell into a deep slumber while listening to him chat to his hyungs though, sleeping through the next four hours. You were woken up by the flight attendant and found yourself beside an empty seat. The Taemin guy was gone. A mixed feeling of disappointment and relief filled you.
Searching for your passport, regret filled you as you found and read a note you never saw before in your bag;
"Hi~ You're really pretty and cool. Originally, Key hyung was supposed to sit beside you but then I pleaded with him to let me sit beside you. I wanted to get to know you better but I guess we couldn't. Anyway, if fate would have it and we were to meet again, let's get to know each other^^
Taemin"
Who knew the next time you met each other again was at the wedding? The group had went to the country for a wedding they were invited to...
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T/N: I don't know what inspired me but I lost the inspiration halfway and carelessly finished it. Anyway, another one shot for Taemin once again HAHAHA doesn't it show well that Taemin's my favourite? All my ficts have him as the main character. Once again, please give it some love.
Pairing: Taemin/You
Rating: PG-13
Word Count:1308 words
Summary: Pride was everything to you. But someone changed it all.
You sat there, legs crossed, calming yourself down. Pills, you reminded yourself. You searched your striking gold bag for the medicine you always took before getting onto an aeroplane. Swallowing it with water, you closed your eyes and waited for the medicine to kick in. You've never liked taking an aeroplane but you loved travelling around the world.
You opened your eyes when you felt the eyes of other passengers in the waiting room looking at you curiously. That was what sucked about taking economic class when flying. You had been flying first class everytime you took the plane but this time round, you booked the air ticket too late and economic class was only what's left. You had no choice. You promised your friend that you would be back in time for her wedding from your holiday in Seoul.
With the shiny pink headphones perfectly positioned on top of your perfectly wavy-styled blonde hair, you tried to ignore the stares of others. You were used to it, though. There wasn't a place that you went where no one stared at you. Coming from a well-off family, the clothes you wore were always stylish and calling for attraction. Not to mention the killer heels you always wore that made you a head taller than an average woman. You knew that it was your body that got everyone staring though. You used to be a fat pig but learnt your lesson after getting bullied. After months of hard work dieting and working out, a perfect toned body was the result.
You watched as everyone's eyes left you and turned to another direction. Turning like everyone else did, you eyed the six men walking in. You guessed that they were celebrities, seeing that five of them all wore sunglasses and walked arrogantly with a swagger, with the one other more down-to-earth man being their manager. Coincidence or not, they sat directly opposite you. The seats around you were empty because no one dared to come or even sit near you.
You tried not to look but one of them caught your eye. The boy was so pretty, with a sharp nose and a defined jawline. His eyes were round and big, and even though he was skinny, signs of muscles were still visible. You forced yourself to stop looking. You've had your fair share of pretty boys and most of them turned out to be gay. This pretty little thing might be gay too, seeing how he continuously clung to one of his group members, doing aegyeo every five minutes.
He looked up right then, when you were still staring. Eye contact. You made eye contact with him. Feeling embarrassed from being caught staring at him, you whipped out your phone and pretended to text someone. You still saw, however, the smirk he gave you right then. He smirked. At you. That innocent looking boy just smirked at you. Outrage filled you but you forced yourself to calm down, standing up slowly and then walking a little arrogantly towards the gate that just opened, hoping that an "I DON'T CARE" message was visible for him to see.
It was probably fate again, that the very same guy sat beside you. From the time you spotted him walking towards you, you prayed your heart out to God, hoping that he won't sit beside you. The second he stopped beside you, your heart stopped. The second he sat down, you wanted to kill yourself.
You removed your headphones, did the normal flight procedures for taking off. You sat there unmoving in your seat, not wanting to embarrass yourself further in front of him. Taemin, his name was Taemin. Someone had called him Taemin and he answered.
You gripped the seat as tightly as possible, knuckles going white as the plane took off. Squeezing your eyes shut, you waited until your heart rate became normal before opening them again. You could hear the Taemin guy laughing from beside you. You swore things couldn't get worse. Who knew it could actually get worse?
You flipped through the menu mindlessly, having decided on what to eat already, waiting for the flight attendant to come. You could feel the pretty boy staring at you as you ordered a bit too much for one person but you didn't care, the flight was six hours long. The food came one by one and you ignored him as you stuffed yourself.
Taemin, on the other hand, ordered only cheesecake. He sat there, eating like a gentleman, a serviette placed on his lap as he delicately ate the cheesecake in spoonfuls, laughing at the video he was watching on his iPod. It was really nice to watch him laugh. His lips curved up prettily and his cheekbones would rise, his eyes changing into a half-moon shape too. He was the definition of perfect at times like these.
It was two hours later and you needed the toilet, badly. You tapped the pretty boy who was just stoning there.
"Would you please move? I need to answer some business in the toilet," you said aloud when he didn't move.
"What, it's natural. Everything that comes in goes out," you said again when he stared at you, amusement clearly shown on his face. He got out of his seat to let you out, a smile clear and wide on his face.
You relieved yourself and calmed yourself down in the toilet. That time alone in the toilet was precious. You tried to play cool but sitting beside the Taemin guy was nerve-wrecking. When you couldn't stay in the toilet much longer, you walked out and bumped into a guy on your way out. Yes, it was Taemin again. For a moment, both of you just froze at the body contact. Your shoulders and thighs were brushing and both of you were standing face to face, eyes drawn to each other's gaze.
Playing cool again, you decided to walk off and mentally screamed inside when he tapped you on your shoulder. You turned, giving him a "what do you want" gaze. You were positive at that time he was going to confess that he liked you. Guys always did that to you. The last words you wanted to hear was the exact same thing that came out from his pretty little mouth.
"Your jeans are unzipped. I can see your bright pink g-string even from one kilometre away," his husky voice said. Your cheeks were burning red as you looked down and found that your jeans were really unzipped. You swiftly zipped them up and mumbled a word of thanks before scurrying to your seat.
Pretence was the only thing left to salvage your pride. When you heard his footsteps approaching, you pretended to sleep. After the latest incident, sitting beside him was tormenting and sleeping was the only way left to avoid more embarrassment.
You fell into a deep slumber while listening to him chat to his hyungs though, sleeping through the next four hours. You were woken up by the flight attendant and found yourself beside an empty seat. The Taemin guy was gone. A mixed feeling of disappointment and relief filled you.
Searching for your passport, regret filled you as you found and read a note you never saw before in your bag;
"Hi~ You're really pretty and cool. Originally, Key hyung was supposed to sit beside you but then I pleaded with him to let me sit beside you. I wanted to get to know you better but I guess we couldn't. Anyway, if fate would have it and we were to meet again, let's get to know each other^^
Taemin"
Who knew the next time you met each other again was at the wedding? The group had went to the country for a wedding they were invited to...
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T/N: I don't know what inspired me but I lost the inspiration halfway and carelessly finished it. Anyway, another one shot for Taemin once again HAHAHA doesn't it show well that Taemin's my favourite? All my ficts have him as the main character. Once again, please give it some love.