Not the same
Title: Not the same
Pairings: Jonghyun/Key, Onew/Taemin, Jongkyung
Rating: PG-13
Summary: ALL BECAUSE OF YOU KIM JONGHYUN
A/N: Ugh... Just that feeling when you wake up in the middle of the night because of the urge to write. I'm writing at AFF but Idkwhy I felt like posting this here.. I love tearjerkers.
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"Stop it Jjong," he muttered. Key was getting sick of it. He was getting sick of the King of Skinship pretending that nothing had happened.
"Get the fuck OFF," Key yelled, smacking the hand nudging him before stomping off and slamming the door to his room.
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Onew looked as the maknae's tears threatened to fall. It's been a few weeks since this whole yelling thing had been going on. Onew knew that Jonghyun had been trying so hard to change things, and turn it back to the times when they were so happy but Key just wouldn't budge. Key had been badly hurt.
But no one could have been more affected than the maknae whose head was on Onew's lap. Onew watched as the maknae closed his eyes and tried to sleep, tried to shut himself from reality. It didn't work.
"When will this all stop, hyung?" Taemin softly said, as the tears betrayed him and seeped out from beneath his closed eyelids. Onew could only watch as he sang the maknae to sleep in their room. He felt so useless at that point of time. He was the leader yet he couldn't do anything as the youngest's heart was hurting so badly.
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Jjong smiled to himself as he sat on the couch in the living room. He had been trying to make small conversation with Key and it worked! Key finally responded with a few Yes and No. So he tried to push his luck and scooted over to Key when the latter sat on the couch to read a magazine. He felt Key's body stiffen when he came so close but Jjong didn't stop. He touched Key a few times discreetly and pointed to every single thing on the magazine.
"Oh that girl is so skinny!"
"Woah that shirt would look totally good on you!"
And then Key told him to stop but no, Jjong didn't.
"Key, let's go to the store nearby," Jjong nudged the younger man.
The yelling started again and then Jonghyun found himself alone on the couch. Dammit why were things so damn complicated? He wanted hit someone or throw things everywhere to ven out his fustration but he couldn't; he's the reason why things turned out this way. Jonghyun was the reason why SHINee wasn't laughing like they used to in the past. He was the one who caused Taemin's frequent tears, and Key's use of vulgarities.
Jonghyun looked up as the door to the apartment opened and Minho came in.
"How was Dream Team filming today?"
Minho looked up to a fake smile on his hyung's face. The apartment was exceptionally quiet today, only the chocolate-like voice of Onew could be heard. That meant that Taemin had been crying. Minho observed the magazine lying down open on the floor. Key wouldn't leave his precious fashion magazines like that. Probably another fight, he thought.
"It was good. I aced it again," Minho easily returned back a smile, " I'll go take a bath now."
Minho thought giving his hyung some time alone would probably be the best idea. Some time to sort things out. Then maybe after that he'll talk to him. The older man would probably need a listening ear.
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Lying down on the bed in his room, Key winced as he heard Onew singing. Dammit, he shouldn't have yelled just now. Now his precious Taemin was crying. Again. This was probably the fifth time in a month and Key couldn't help but feel guilty. Taemin was really as innocent as what people saw on TV. All that teen knew about was banana milk and how his future wife would be his Sunflower. Well, he shouldn't be so innocent cause that Sunflower might turn out to be jerks like that dinohead in the living room, Key thought.
He stood up and opened the door of his room quietly. That dino was still at the couch. He walked to the room that the youngest and oldest shared, knocked twice and then went in.
Onew looked up and Key motioned for him to go. Key would take care of Taemin; Taemin's his precious son. Onew lifted up Taemin's head carefully from his lap as he unfolded his legs but the maknae woke up.
"Hyung?" the confused sleepyhead croakrd out but Onew already left the room to find Jonghyun.
Key dragged a chair over to the side of the bed and sat down. Taemin looked at him, wanting to say something but the words just wouldn't leave. Couldn't leave.
"What?" Key prompted the skinny-framed man on the bed.
Taemin bit his lower lips, and then released them before carefully speaking, "Don't fight anymore, hyung. Please?"
"Okay Taemin-ah, we won't fight anymore," Key softly said, not looking into those hopeful eyes. He didn't want to hurt the younger boy anymore but Key knew, better than anyone else, that what he said was a lie.
"I don't like her," Taemin softly said. Key looked up at the younger boy who repeated himself, "I don't like Sekyung-noona."