Hope is around the corner Part8/?
TITLE: Hope is around the corner Part8/?
AUTHOR: wemwems
GENRE: AU
PAIRINGS: 2min, OnKey, JongKey for now :)
RATING: PG-13 to NC-17
SUMMARY: Lee Taemin isn't a normal 17 year old boy. The death of his family has given him a new insight to life, and he is on a mission to change the world. However, he didn't plan on falling in love with Choi Minho, his favourite Korean idol, who loves him more than life itself. But which is more important to him: Being with the one man who can give him a second chance of having a family, or his dream to make the world a better place? If only he could have both...
A/N: ALOT of people were asking for smut in this chapter (naughty naughty). Smut isn't really my thing… to be honest I don't think I'm mature enough to write it. Just ask giveitupjessica and annyeonghase_yo how much I was freaking out about writing it. I can't even type penis without feeling embarrassed. So while I wouldn't call this chapter SMUT .. I'll call it a warm-up to the smut I will hopefully be able to write in the near future. Also I didn't want 2min to get in to the relationship THAT quickly.. so you can call this a preview.
Key POV
It's a cold Winter's day. I just got a text message saying "Meet me in the park. Our spot, bring bread." We go to the park often lately, at least every couple of days, and we've been getting closer and closer. He's a great friend. I take a taxi to the park, and head straight for the pond. I see Jjong there. He's wearing a long grey jacket, and has his hands in his pockets. He looks really great. He looks up and gives me that killer smile. He chuckles to himself and looks at the ground while he waits for me to reach him. This is our spot, next to the pond, where a beautiful old willow tree stretches over us, shading us from either the sun, the rain, the wind or the snow.
"Hey Kibum," he hugs me and I unintentionally start to blush. "The ducks look really hungry today."
"Good. Because I made them peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches."
He laughs at me as I take the sandwiches out of the lunch box I brought, and laughs even harder when he sees I've cut them in to little squares.
"You know, it wouldn't make a difference if we just tore bread from the packet."
I blush even more. "I know the ducks appreciate my effort."
"I'm sure they do." He grabs a handful of my peanut-butter jelly squares and throws them in a large heap in to the middle of the pond. "Look how they all fight each other to get the bread. They love it."
"Hehe yeah, my efforts pay off." I notice that one of the ducks hasn't eaten his piece of bread. Instead, he goes off to the corner of the pond where his lady duck friend is waiting. "Look Jonghyun! He gave his bread to his girlfriend."
"Haha, oh yeah!" He throws another handful in to the pond, and laughs at them racing towards it. I prefer to throw mine in one by one. I pick the ducks that aren't big or fast enough to get tot he ones that Jjjong throw. I search for the duck couple, wanting to feed them some of my sandwiches. I finally find them in the corner of the pond. They look like they're trying to move something around, or guide it.
"Omo! Jjongie. LOOK!" The three most adorable little ducklings appear behind the duck couple. Even though the adult ducks are a brownish colour the three ducklings are bright yellow.
"Aww they're cute. Aigooo look at them trying to swim."
"Common let's go around the pond so we can feed them."
We run round to the other side of the pond, where the couple are trying to teach the little duckies how to find food. I delicately throw one of my peanut-butter jelly squares in their direction, and the papa comes and retrieves it while the mama keeps a watchful eye over the little ones. I just noticed that Jonghyun has my hand in his. It feels so nice.
"Kibum."
"Yes Jjong?"
"I love you."
"I know Jjong. I love you too."
I wake up, body shaking. Are the windows open or something? Or, is it just me…
I been dreaming of Jonghyun's confession a lot recently. Well, when it really happened I didn't tell him I loved him back. I actually got an emergency text from Onew telling me to go straight to dorm. I told Jonghyun that we'd talk after we'd seen what Onew wanted. I brought Jonghyun back to dorm with me and Onew confessed to me right in front of him, the fool. Well no, he didn't know that Jonghyun had just confessed to me as well. I'm the fool. I'm the fool who can't make a decision and then stick to it.
Taemin POV
Dinner tonight with Minho. Dinner tonight with MINHO. Dinner TONIGHT with MINHO!!! Let's see I've got an hour till he gets here. I only need 10 minutes to warm up the take away that I "cooked" for him hehehe. So I better start getting ready. Okay shower time.
I'm in the shower now, the hot water feels so could against my skin. I look down and examine my body. I've never really had any problems with my physique. I'm sort of slim but my muscles are quite defined from dancing. And, not that this matters that much but I'm pretty big, you know.. down there. I mean not that I've really had much experience with that kind of stuff, but 8 inches is pretty big.
My thoughts mull over to Minho. I wonder… I wonder how big he is. I mean, looking at his body and his height, my mind can't help but wonder. Well, I'm pretty sure I'm bigger than him since you know, 8 inches and all, which would make it awkward to decide who would top since usually the guy with the bigger dick tops. But then it's usually the guy who's taller as well. I blush when I realise I've kind of gotten hard from letting my thoughts run wild. I know I put up a tough front, but I'm just a teenager with hormones. Though I'll have to try and restrain them tonight. I mean I've only really known Minho for two days. It's way, way too soon.
Jonghyun POV
"Minho, are you going for a nap?"
"Yeah man, I'm so tired. You?"
"I'm just gonna work on my new song."
"Oh cool. How's it going with that?"
"I think it's coming along pretty well. I'll play it for you later."
"Sounds good. You doing anything tonight?"
"Actually yeah. I kind of have a date tonight."
"A date? Woah. Nice! With who?"
"Secret!" I say, chuckling at the annoyed look on his face.
"What? Come on that word doesn't exist between us."
"I just want to make sure it's working out before I tell anybody."
"If I wasn't so tired I'd interrogate you more. But tomorrow morning I want ALL the details you hear me?"
"Yeah, yeah. Sweet dreams Minho."
He disappears in to his bedroom.
I don't have a date tonight. I wish it was a date, but I'm not sure what it is.
Minho POV
I'm so tired from dance practice, I decide to take a little nap before my dinner with Taemin. It's not long before I drift off in to dream world.
"So Taemin, how big ARE you?"
"Bigger than you, that's for sure."
"I doubt that, you wouldn't even be able to compete."
"Well if you aren't afraid of losing, Minho, why don't we put a little bet on then."
"What do you have in mind?" I say excited at what might happen.
"Whoever has the bigger dick gets a blow job from the other guy." I, I can't believe Taemin is actually suggesting this.
"You're on, and don't worry, you'll be the one sucking my cock with those pretty lips of yours." If Taemin is going to talk dirty then so am I.
We both look at each other, nod, and start to get undressed. I can't help but stare at him as he undresses. When he lifts his shirt up revealing his milky white abs it takes all of the will power I have not to go and bite them. And here we are standing in nothing but our boxers.
"You sure you want to do this?" I ask.
"You're not chickening out are you?" Chicken… God dammit Onew get out of my head RIGHT now…
"No, no I am just giving you one last chance to get out of being humiliated."
So with one more look at each other we both stand up and slide off our boxers. When I look over he's not even hard but it looks pretty impressive. I'm already rock hard of course I'm so fucking turned on. It doesn't take long for him to get hard, and I'm secretly pleased that seeing me naked turns him on. I squeal with delight since I can tell that mine is a few centimetres bigger.
"Let me get a ruler."
He hands me a ruler telling me to measure him. My heart starts racing, and I suddenly feel really nervous, but I'm not going to stop now. I reach out and grab his rock hard dick. Holding it in my hands makes mine become harder than ever, if that's even possible.
"7 1/2 inches. Damn that's pretty big."
He grabs the ruler and takes a hold of my throbbing dick. A shock goes through my body as soon as i feel his touch, and I have the most amazing tingling sensation.
"Dammit. 8 inches Minho."
"Aha! You know what that means, and a deal is a deal."
"Ooh well I guess a deal IS a deal. And anyway, I needed to find a way to thank you for the Shinee concert."
He couldn't have dropped to his knees faster. He takes my dick in his hands slowly brings his lips the head. I moan as he takes me in to his hot wet mouth.
"Holy shit Taemin, your mouth feels so fucking good."
He looks so unbelievably hot, naked and on his knees, eyes concentrated the job he's performing. He's such a pro, he must have sucked dick before.
I'm so close, I can feel it. The pleasure is unbelievable, I think I'm going to pass out. I close my eyes tightly.
"I'm close, I'M CLOSE."
"Close to what? Minho?"
I open my eyes and, and Taemin's gone. Instead I see Onew staring at me. I realise what's happening and jump up from my bed.
"HOLY SHIT ONEW GET OUT."
He looks confused, then suddenly put his finger up like he just figured it out. I'm so fucking pissed off, though I have to admit his face is priceless.
"Ewww Minhooo!! AGGHHRRRR!! Ahhh no not the maknae!!" he attempts to run out the room, but not before tripping over his own feet and banging his head on the door, falling straight to the floor.
I take the opportunity to threaten him. "If you dare tell anyone what you just witnessed I'll KILL YOU WITH MY BEAR HANDS!"
"Trust me I'm not repeating this to anyone! I actually just decided to forget what happened. All I know is that I came in here to wake you up because Key told me i had to. Apparently you're due at Taemin's soon."
Shit. Taemin. I feel kind of guilty for having a wet dream about him, but I'm only human. I can't help what I dream. I look over at the clock. Dammit I only have 15 minutes to get ready - I don't have time to relieve myself. Taemin better be ready for one horny as hell Minho to show up at his door.
Key POV
"Booboo I'm going for my cooking class now!"
"Yeobo!" He comes running to the front door like a 5 year old and hugs me.
"Minho's gone to Taemin's and Jjong isn't in, I'll be lonely here by myself. Not that I'd want to hang out with Minho after what I caught him doing today." Ew. I'm not even going to ask.
"Don't worry I've taken care of you for the night." I say as I hand him a CD case.
"Ohhhhhh, what's this?"
"Just go put it in the DVD player and I'll be back before you know it."
"Okay Yeobo." He kisses me sweetly on the lips and then watches me as I walk down the stairs. "Be careful, don't talk to strangers, I'LL MISS YOU!!!"
My heart sinks as I walk out of the dorm. I don't have a cooking class, and lying to Onew is killing me. I take the familiar route to the park and my heart starts beating faster as I approach our meeting place. And then I see him standing there, in the same position I see him in my dreams. He looks up at me and smiles nervously.
"Kibum."
"J-Jjong." I manage to stutter out. I find it hard to even remember what I'm doing here.
"I think I know why you called me here." I don't know why I called him here. "Kibum?"
He cautiously takes my hands. Tears start forming in my eyes when I realise how much I love him. And then they pour out with I think of how much I love Onew too.
"Shhh Kibum. Don't cry."
"I'm sorry Jjong. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know what's wrong with me." He comes closer to me, pulling me in to a hug. I try to pull away because it I know it's wrong, but he's a lot stronger than me and holds on tight. I allow myself to relax in to his arms, and I forget why I resisted in the first place.
"Does Onew know you're here?"
"No. I bought him a 'Chicken Run' DVD."
He's rubbing the back of my head trying to comfort me.
"Do you love me?"
"I do. I love you."
"But you love Onew too." His voice cracks as he says it, as if he's about to cry.
I nod my head. He lets out a big sigh.
"This is wrong. You shouldn't have called me here. You said you wanted to give Onew a chance." He says, though he doesn't make an attempt to break our hug.
"I can't."
"You can't what? Stay loyal? Respect your boyfriend? What about me?" he pushes me back and grabs my shoulders. "How much of this do you think I can take? First we're best friends, I confess to you and then you run off to hear Onew's confession, you pick him over me and when I finally decide to let you go you pull me back in." He's full on crying now, tears streaming down his face.
I am completely shocked with he suddenly closes the distance between us and presses his lips against mine passionately. My whole body feels on fire as he pushes his tongue in my mouth thrashing it around almost violently, sending shivers all down my spine. Somehow I find the strength to break away from him.
"Shit!" he looks down at the floor. "What's wrong with us."
"It's not you Jjong it's all my fault. I just can't control myself when it comes to you."
"I know. Me too."
We stand there, neither of us wanting to say what needs to be said.
"I'm not asking you to leave Onew for me. I know your heart belongs to both of us. But either you break it off with him until you finally decide for real, or you stick to your decision and we never speak of this again. And, I'll finally let you go. I promise I will. Tell me still agree with your decision and I swear I'll find a way to move on."
He's serious. No matter how much Jjong loves me, if he fully commits to something then he'll do it. I don't want to let him go. I want to tell him I'm not sure, because I'm not sure at all. I don't want to lose him. But it's definitely time for me to set him free. I'm more than happy with Onew. I love Onew. Onew's my life, my everything.
"Then I guess this is it Jjong."
I can't believe today's event actually just happened.
"Even if you said you weren't sure I knew you'd be lying. You made your decision in the first place for a reason."
"Are you going to be okay?"
"I'm going to be fine. Don't worry about me anymore."
"Okay…" I'm not sure what else to say.
"I'm happy that we met tonight."
"Me too."
"Go back to dorm Kibum. Go back to Onew, his movie will be over soon."
I do as he tells me, and just leave.
"Bye Jjong."
Minho POV
"You look amazing." I tell Taemin as he answers the door to his house. He's wearing black skinny jeans and a cute colourful sweater, and smells HEAVENLY. Suddenly he leans in towards me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"Haha thanks Minho. And don't look so shocked, that how we great each other in London."
"It wasn't a look of shock it was a look of happiness. I like getting kisses from you."
"Really?" he says, leaning in and giving me a quick peck on the lips.
"Really." I pull him in for a real kiss, trying to slip my tongue into his mouth, though he stops me before I can get any further.
"When you come over why do we always end up hanging out outside my front door. Don't you want to come in?"
"Well I'd rather stay out here and make out."
"They'll be plenty of time for that later. I spent ages cooking a lovely romantic thank you dinner for the two of us." he says pouting. I just realised how cute he is, and how he knows how cute he is, and how he uses it as a weapon to get his way. Not that I mind at all. He doesn't need to use it I'd give him anything he wants anyway.
"Okay okay I'm coming in. Hmmm smells great in here." And I'm not lying. As soon as I walk in the aroma hits my nose and my stomach instantly growls.
"I didn't know you were that hungry. Let's eat."
We sit down at his cute little table just big enough for two. He's lighted a candle and put it in the middle of the table. Next to the candle is a pot of chicken curry, and there's a bowl in front of each of us filled with rice.
"This looks amazing Taemin. Did you really cook it yourself?"
"Yeh of course I did. Now tuck in."
I serve him some of the curry, and then put a generous amount on my own plate. It's really delicious.
"Do you like it?"
"Tastes really really nice."
"Good. I'm glad you like it."
"Taemin I really wanted to talk to you about something." There are a few things I want to talk to him about. Including the likelihood of him dancing at the concert.
"Yep?"
"You're leaving in 4 days right?"
"Yeah."
"Well when's the next time you're coming back to Korea? And where are you going? I mean, I know you're going to London but who do you live with?"
"I think I already mentioned that I live in a boarding house in my school. It's really nice there. I've just got 1 more month of high school and then I have my exams. After that month, I can come back to Korea for my holidays before I start university."
"A month huh? That's long."
"I know. I'm sorry, I would stay if I could."
"Don't worry it's not your fault. Where are you going for university?"
"I don't know yet. I still haven't chosen where to apply. I figured I'd do 6 years of undergraduate medicine in London and then move to the U.S and train with Doctors without Boarders for 2 years. Then I want to move to China where my dad was stationed and help out there."
"Woah. Taemin you have it all figured out. It doesn't sound like there's any room for me in there."
"I know it sounds a bit hectic. But I planned all that before I met you. I mean, there's still a whole month before I decide where I'm going to go. We can see where this goes and then plan it out then."
"Yeah but for that month you're going to be in London. How are we supposed to see where this goes when we're not even together."
"I, I don't know. I haven't really thought about it yet. Can't you come and visit me in London?"
"I would if I could but our schedule's hectic with the upcoming concert. Oh by the way please tell me you're free tomorrow morning."
"I've got nothing planned in the morning."
"Good. Then come with us to manager hyung's office so we can discuss the concert."
"Oh right. No problem, I can come."
"But back to the whole London thing. If you want then I'm willing to wait a month for you. But 6 years in London? Why don't you apply for some universities in Korea?" I just realised how ridiculous I sounded. Only met him 2 days ago, confessed to him yesterday and I'm already talking about our future. "I'm sorry I don't mean to come on so strong. I just really like you Taemin. I see us going somewhere with this relationship and I don't want it to end the day you leave."
He starts to blush.
"Sorry did I embarrass you?"
"No no it's not like that. I'm just not really used to being in a relationship. I'm not really sure what to do. I mean, London is my home."
I let out a deep sigh and he puffs out his cheeks as if he's thinking really hard. God he's adorable.
"I can wait for that month. But you have to promise to leave for Korea as soon as your last exam finishes. And then when you get back, we'll discuss what'll happen next. How's that sound."
"Being gone for a month? Not that great."
"Great. Just so you know I don't want to come in between any of your plans. You've got great dreams Taemin I don't want to stand in the way at all."
"And I don't want to stand in your way at all either. I mean I don't want to stop you from going to SHINee rehearsals or anything. I mean you already devoted a whole concert to my cause. I don't know how I could ever repay you."
I can think of a few ways. "You don't need to, I told you. I'll do anything for you." I take his hands in mine, so we're holding hands across the table. He blushes furiously and smiles.
"I don't get it." he says.
"Get what?"
"Why do you like me so much Minho? I mean, you could get any girl or guy you wanted. You're flaming charisma Minho from SHINee. Why are you putting in so much effort for me?"
"Because," I say, squeezing his hands. "Because you're just different than anyone else. Though you've been through things I can't even imagine happening to me, you've risen above anything. And you care so much about others that you forget about yourself. I want to make up for that."
His eyes start tearing. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."
"No, it's okay Minho." He says, holding back his tears. "Thank you."
I lean in and kiss him, still holding tightly on to his hands.
Taemin POV
He said it again. He said he wants to take care of me, or something along the lines of that. In one sense it's really flattering, but in another way it makes me feel like a charity case. Both ways, it brings tears to my eyes. But no way am I going to cry in front of him a fourth time. Ugh WHY am I so sensitive.
He leans in and kisses me, and it's like nothing else in the world matters, apart from me, Minho, and our lips. And his hands which are now running their way through my hair. We both stand up at the same time, not parting our lips as we make our way around the table. His hands move from my hair down to my hips, and he pulls them in to his. My lips are on fire as Minho traces them with his tongue, and then sucks on my bottom lip. I accidentally let out a moan which had never happened to me. He smiles at my shocked face, and then we both turn red when we see how hard we've both gotten.
I try and take the lead, rushing to get to his lips before he gets to mine. I'm a bit too eager because my teeth get in the way and crash down on his bottom lip.
"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Holy shit holy shit holy shit he's bleeding.
"OMO! Minhoo! I'm so sorry! Minho?" His covers his mouth with his hand, and his eyes are tearing. "Minho!! Wait let me get some ice."
I go to the freezer to get ice. Shit I'm such an idiot. I return and his sitting on the sofa.
"Minho are you okay? I'm really sorry." I apologise, handing him the ice.
"Dund worry Daemin, id dudend hurd dad muck!" He says bringing the ice to his lips.
"Are you sure?"
"Yahh." he says laughing at me. But then he sees how upset I am from ruining our kiss. "Aww come here." He says pulling me on to his lap.
He puts the ice down. "Dere, ids all bedder."
"No it's not. It's completely swollen. You can't even talk properly."
"No ids fine. I'm dalking fine."
"Say tennis."
"Dennis."
"Say tiger."
"Diger."
"Say Taemin."
"Daeemmiinnn."
"SEE!"
He wraps his arms around me, and then rests his head on my back, cuddling me like I'm a giant teddy bear.
"Den you make id bedder."
"How?"
"Cuddle me."
"Okay." We shift positions so he's lying on the inside of the sofa and I'm lying down half on him and half on the sofa, my head resting on his chest, our arms wrapped around each other.
"Dis is nice."
"Hmmmmmm." I say, completely revelling in the feeling of being close to him. My eyes begin to feel heavy. "Are you sleepy?"
"Really really sleepy. Though I took a nap before I came."
"Hey! You can say your t's!" I say, feeling tricked.
"No I can'd." I don't really care that he tricked me. I'm just happy to be in his arms. I bury my head in to his chest, and within no time I drift off to dream land.
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AUTHOR: wemwems
GENRE: AU
PAIRINGS: 2min, OnKey, JongKey for now :)
RATING: PG-13 to NC-17
SUMMARY: Lee Taemin isn't a normal 17 year old boy. The death of his family has given him a new insight to life, and he is on a mission to change the world. However, he didn't plan on falling in love with Choi Minho, his favourite Korean idol, who loves him more than life itself. But which is more important to him: Being with the one man who can give him a second chance of having a family, or his dream to make the world a better place? If only he could have both...
A/N: ALOT of people were asking for smut in this chapter (naughty naughty). Smut isn't really my thing… to be honest I don't think I'm mature enough to write it. Just ask giveitupjessica and annyeonghase_yo how much I was freaking out about writing it. I can't even type penis without feeling embarrassed. So while I wouldn't call this chapter SMUT .. I'll call it a warm-up to the smut I will hopefully be able to write in the near future. Also I didn't want 2min to get in to the relationship THAT quickly.. so you can call this a preview.
Key POV
It's a cold Winter's day. I just got a text message saying "Meet me in the park. Our spot, bring bread." We go to the park often lately, at least every couple of days, and we've been getting closer and closer. He's a great friend. I take a taxi to the park, and head straight for the pond. I see Jjong there. He's wearing a long grey jacket, and has his hands in his pockets. He looks really great. He looks up and gives me that killer smile. He chuckles to himself and looks at the ground while he waits for me to reach him. This is our spot, next to the pond, where a beautiful old willow tree stretches over us, shading us from either the sun, the rain, the wind or the snow.
"Hey Kibum," he hugs me and I unintentionally start to blush. "The ducks look really hungry today."
"Good. Because I made them peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches."
He laughs at me as I take the sandwiches out of the lunch box I brought, and laughs even harder when he sees I've cut them in to little squares.
"You know, it wouldn't make a difference if we just tore bread from the packet."
I blush even more. "I know the ducks appreciate my effort."
"I'm sure they do." He grabs a handful of my peanut-butter jelly squares and throws them in a large heap in to the middle of the pond. "Look how they all fight each other to get the bread. They love it."
"Hehe yeah, my efforts pay off." I notice that one of the ducks hasn't eaten his piece of bread. Instead, he goes off to the corner of the pond where his lady duck friend is waiting. "Look Jonghyun! He gave his bread to his girlfriend."
"Haha, oh yeah!" He throws another handful in to the pond, and laughs at them racing towards it. I prefer to throw mine in one by one. I pick the ducks that aren't big or fast enough to get tot he ones that Jjjong throw. I search for the duck couple, wanting to feed them some of my sandwiches. I finally find them in the corner of the pond. They look like they're trying to move something around, or guide it.
"Omo! Jjongie. LOOK!" The three most adorable little ducklings appear behind the duck couple. Even though the adult ducks are a brownish colour the three ducklings are bright yellow.
"Aww they're cute. Aigooo look at them trying to swim."
"Common let's go around the pond so we can feed them."
We run round to the other side of the pond, where the couple are trying to teach the little duckies how to find food. I delicately throw one of my peanut-butter jelly squares in their direction, and the papa comes and retrieves it while the mama keeps a watchful eye over the little ones. I just noticed that Jonghyun has my hand in his. It feels so nice.
"Kibum."
"Yes Jjong?"
"I love you."
"I know Jjong. I love you too."
I wake up, body shaking. Are the windows open or something? Or, is it just me…
I been dreaming of Jonghyun's confession a lot recently. Well, when it really happened I didn't tell him I loved him back. I actually got an emergency text from Onew telling me to go straight to dorm. I told Jonghyun that we'd talk after we'd seen what Onew wanted. I brought Jonghyun back to dorm with me and Onew confessed to me right in front of him, the fool. Well no, he didn't know that Jonghyun had just confessed to me as well. I'm the fool. I'm the fool who can't make a decision and then stick to it.
Taemin POV
Dinner tonight with Minho. Dinner tonight with MINHO. Dinner TONIGHT with MINHO!!! Let's see I've got an hour till he gets here. I only need 10 minutes to warm up the take away that I "cooked" for him hehehe. So I better start getting ready. Okay shower time.
I'm in the shower now, the hot water feels so could against my skin. I look down and examine my body. I've never really had any problems with my physique. I'm sort of slim but my muscles are quite defined from dancing. And, not that this matters that much but I'm pretty big, you know.. down there. I mean not that I've really had much experience with that kind of stuff, but 8 inches is pretty big.
My thoughts mull over to Minho. I wonder… I wonder how big he is. I mean, looking at his body and his height, my mind can't help but wonder. Well, I'm pretty sure I'm bigger than him since you know, 8 inches and all, which would make it awkward to decide who would top since usually the guy with the bigger dick tops. But then it's usually the guy who's taller as well. I blush when I realise I've kind of gotten hard from letting my thoughts run wild. I know I put up a tough front, but I'm just a teenager with hormones. Though I'll have to try and restrain them tonight. I mean I've only really known Minho for two days. It's way, way too soon.
Jonghyun POV
"Minho, are you going for a nap?"
"Yeah man, I'm so tired. You?"
"I'm just gonna work on my new song."
"Oh cool. How's it going with that?"
"I think it's coming along pretty well. I'll play it for you later."
"Sounds good. You doing anything tonight?"
"Actually yeah. I kind of have a date tonight."
"A date? Woah. Nice! With who?"
"Secret!" I say, chuckling at the annoyed look on his face.
"What? Come on that word doesn't exist between us."
"I just want to make sure it's working out before I tell anybody."
"If I wasn't so tired I'd interrogate you more. But tomorrow morning I want ALL the details you hear me?"
"Yeah, yeah. Sweet dreams Minho."
He disappears in to his bedroom.
I don't have a date tonight. I wish it was a date, but I'm not sure what it is.
Minho POV
I'm so tired from dance practice, I decide to take a little nap before my dinner with Taemin. It's not long before I drift off in to dream world.
"So Taemin, how big ARE you?"
"Bigger than you, that's for sure."
"I doubt that, you wouldn't even be able to compete."
"Well if you aren't afraid of losing, Minho, why don't we put a little bet on then."
"What do you have in mind?" I say excited at what might happen.
"Whoever has the bigger dick gets a blow job from the other guy." I, I can't believe Taemin is actually suggesting this.
"You're on, and don't worry, you'll be the one sucking my cock with those pretty lips of yours." If Taemin is going to talk dirty then so am I.
We both look at each other, nod, and start to get undressed. I can't help but stare at him as he undresses. When he lifts his shirt up revealing his milky white abs it takes all of the will power I have not to go and bite them. And here we are standing in nothing but our boxers.
"You sure you want to do this?" I ask.
"You're not chickening out are you?" Chicken… God dammit Onew get out of my head RIGHT now…
"No, no I am just giving you one last chance to get out of being humiliated."
So with one more look at each other we both stand up and slide off our boxers. When I look over he's not even hard but it looks pretty impressive. I'm already rock hard of course I'm so fucking turned on. It doesn't take long for him to get hard, and I'm secretly pleased that seeing me naked turns him on. I squeal with delight since I can tell that mine is a few centimetres bigger.
"Let me get a ruler."
He hands me a ruler telling me to measure him. My heart starts racing, and I suddenly feel really nervous, but I'm not going to stop now. I reach out and grab his rock hard dick. Holding it in my hands makes mine become harder than ever, if that's even possible.
"7 1/2 inches. Damn that's pretty big."
He grabs the ruler and takes a hold of my throbbing dick. A shock goes through my body as soon as i feel his touch, and I have the most amazing tingling sensation.
"Dammit. 8 inches Minho."
"Aha! You know what that means, and a deal is a deal."
"Ooh well I guess a deal IS a deal. And anyway, I needed to find a way to thank you for the Shinee concert."
He couldn't have dropped to his knees faster. He takes my dick in his hands slowly brings his lips the head. I moan as he takes me in to his hot wet mouth.
"Holy shit Taemin, your mouth feels so fucking good."
He looks so unbelievably hot, naked and on his knees, eyes concentrated the job he's performing. He's such a pro, he must have sucked dick before.
I'm so close, I can feel it. The pleasure is unbelievable, I think I'm going to pass out. I close my eyes tightly.
"I'm close, I'M CLOSE."
"Close to what? Minho?"
I open my eyes and, and Taemin's gone. Instead I see Onew staring at me. I realise what's happening and jump up from my bed.
"HOLY SHIT ONEW GET OUT."
He looks confused, then suddenly put his finger up like he just figured it out. I'm so fucking pissed off, though I have to admit his face is priceless.
"Ewww Minhooo!! AGGHHRRRR!! Ahhh no not the maknae!!" he attempts to run out the room, but not before tripping over his own feet and banging his head on the door, falling straight to the floor.
I take the opportunity to threaten him. "If you dare tell anyone what you just witnessed I'll KILL YOU WITH MY BEAR HANDS!"
"Trust me I'm not repeating this to anyone! I actually just decided to forget what happened. All I know is that I came in here to wake you up because Key told me i had to. Apparently you're due at Taemin's soon."
Shit. Taemin. I feel kind of guilty for having a wet dream about him, but I'm only human. I can't help what I dream. I look over at the clock. Dammit I only have 15 minutes to get ready - I don't have time to relieve myself. Taemin better be ready for one horny as hell Minho to show up at his door.
Key POV
"Booboo I'm going for my cooking class now!"
"Yeobo!" He comes running to the front door like a 5 year old and hugs me.
"Minho's gone to Taemin's and Jjong isn't in, I'll be lonely here by myself. Not that I'd want to hang out with Minho after what I caught him doing today." Ew. I'm not even going to ask.
"Don't worry I've taken care of you for the night." I say as I hand him a CD case.
"Ohhhhhh, what's this?"
"Just go put it in the DVD player and I'll be back before you know it."
"Okay Yeobo." He kisses me sweetly on the lips and then watches me as I walk down the stairs. "Be careful, don't talk to strangers, I'LL MISS YOU!!!"
My heart sinks as I walk out of the dorm. I don't have a cooking class, and lying to Onew is killing me. I take the familiar route to the park and my heart starts beating faster as I approach our meeting place. And then I see him standing there, in the same position I see him in my dreams. He looks up at me and smiles nervously.
"Kibum."
"J-Jjong." I manage to stutter out. I find it hard to even remember what I'm doing here.
"I think I know why you called me here." I don't know why I called him here. "Kibum?"
He cautiously takes my hands. Tears start forming in my eyes when I realise how much I love him. And then they pour out with I think of how much I love Onew too.
"Shhh Kibum. Don't cry."
"I'm sorry Jjong. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know what's wrong with me." He comes closer to me, pulling me in to a hug. I try to pull away because it I know it's wrong, but he's a lot stronger than me and holds on tight. I allow myself to relax in to his arms, and I forget why I resisted in the first place.
"Does Onew know you're here?"
"No. I bought him a 'Chicken Run' DVD."
He's rubbing the back of my head trying to comfort me.
"Do you love me?"
"I do. I love you."
"But you love Onew too." His voice cracks as he says it, as if he's about to cry.
I nod my head. He lets out a big sigh.
"This is wrong. You shouldn't have called me here. You said you wanted to give Onew a chance." He says, though he doesn't make an attempt to break our hug.
"I can't."
"You can't what? Stay loyal? Respect your boyfriend? What about me?" he pushes me back and grabs my shoulders. "How much of this do you think I can take? First we're best friends, I confess to you and then you run off to hear Onew's confession, you pick him over me and when I finally decide to let you go you pull me back in." He's full on crying now, tears streaming down his face.
I am completely shocked with he suddenly closes the distance between us and presses his lips against mine passionately. My whole body feels on fire as he pushes his tongue in my mouth thrashing it around almost violently, sending shivers all down my spine. Somehow I find the strength to break away from him.
"Shit!" he looks down at the floor. "What's wrong with us."
"It's not you Jjong it's all my fault. I just can't control myself when it comes to you."
"I know. Me too."
We stand there, neither of us wanting to say what needs to be said.
"I'm not asking you to leave Onew for me. I know your heart belongs to both of us. But either you break it off with him until you finally decide for real, or you stick to your decision and we never speak of this again. And, I'll finally let you go. I promise I will. Tell me still agree with your decision and I swear I'll find a way to move on."
He's serious. No matter how much Jjong loves me, if he fully commits to something then he'll do it. I don't want to let him go. I want to tell him I'm not sure, because I'm not sure at all. I don't want to lose him. But it's definitely time for me to set him free. I'm more than happy with Onew. I love Onew. Onew's my life, my everything.
"Then I guess this is it Jjong."
I can't believe today's event actually just happened.
"Even if you said you weren't sure I knew you'd be lying. You made your decision in the first place for a reason."
"Are you going to be okay?"
"I'm going to be fine. Don't worry about me anymore."
"Okay…" I'm not sure what else to say.
"I'm happy that we met tonight."
"Me too."
"Go back to dorm Kibum. Go back to Onew, his movie will be over soon."
I do as he tells me, and just leave.
"Bye Jjong."
Minho POV
"You look amazing." I tell Taemin as he answers the door to his house. He's wearing black skinny jeans and a cute colourful sweater, and smells HEAVENLY. Suddenly he leans in towards me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"Haha thanks Minho. And don't look so shocked, that how we great each other in London."
"It wasn't a look of shock it was a look of happiness. I like getting kisses from you."
"Really?" he says, leaning in and giving me a quick peck on the lips.
"Really." I pull him in for a real kiss, trying to slip my tongue into his mouth, though he stops me before I can get any further.
"When you come over why do we always end up hanging out outside my front door. Don't you want to come in?"
"Well I'd rather stay out here and make out."
"They'll be plenty of time for that later. I spent ages cooking a lovely romantic thank you dinner for the two of us." he says pouting. I just realised how cute he is, and how he knows how cute he is, and how he uses it as a weapon to get his way. Not that I mind at all. He doesn't need to use it I'd give him anything he wants anyway.
"Okay okay I'm coming in. Hmmm smells great in here." And I'm not lying. As soon as I walk in the aroma hits my nose and my stomach instantly growls.
"I didn't know you were that hungry. Let's eat."
We sit down at his cute little table just big enough for two. He's lighted a candle and put it in the middle of the table. Next to the candle is a pot of chicken curry, and there's a bowl in front of each of us filled with rice.
"This looks amazing Taemin. Did you really cook it yourself?"
"Yeh of course I did. Now tuck in."
I serve him some of the curry, and then put a generous amount on my own plate. It's really delicious.
"Do you like it?"
"Tastes really really nice."
"Good. I'm glad you like it."
"Taemin I really wanted to talk to you about something." There are a few things I want to talk to him about. Including the likelihood of him dancing at the concert.
"Yep?"
"You're leaving in 4 days right?"
"Yeah."
"Well when's the next time you're coming back to Korea? And where are you going? I mean, I know you're going to London but who do you live with?"
"I think I already mentioned that I live in a boarding house in my school. It's really nice there. I've just got 1 more month of high school and then I have my exams. After that month, I can come back to Korea for my holidays before I start university."
"A month huh? That's long."
"I know. I'm sorry, I would stay if I could."
"Don't worry it's not your fault. Where are you going for university?"
"I don't know yet. I still haven't chosen where to apply. I figured I'd do 6 years of undergraduate medicine in London and then move to the U.S and train with Doctors without Boarders for 2 years. Then I want to move to China where my dad was stationed and help out there."
"Woah. Taemin you have it all figured out. It doesn't sound like there's any room for me in there."
"I know it sounds a bit hectic. But I planned all that before I met you. I mean, there's still a whole month before I decide where I'm going to go. We can see where this goes and then plan it out then."
"Yeah but for that month you're going to be in London. How are we supposed to see where this goes when we're not even together."
"I, I don't know. I haven't really thought about it yet. Can't you come and visit me in London?"
"I would if I could but our schedule's hectic with the upcoming concert. Oh by the way please tell me you're free tomorrow morning."
"I've got nothing planned in the morning."
"Good. Then come with us to manager hyung's office so we can discuss the concert."
"Oh right. No problem, I can come."
"But back to the whole London thing. If you want then I'm willing to wait a month for you. But 6 years in London? Why don't you apply for some universities in Korea?" I just realised how ridiculous I sounded. Only met him 2 days ago, confessed to him yesterday and I'm already talking about our future. "I'm sorry I don't mean to come on so strong. I just really like you Taemin. I see us going somewhere with this relationship and I don't want it to end the day you leave."
He starts to blush.
"Sorry did I embarrass you?"
"No no it's not like that. I'm just not really used to being in a relationship. I'm not really sure what to do. I mean, London is my home."
I let out a deep sigh and he puffs out his cheeks as if he's thinking really hard. God he's adorable.
"I can wait for that month. But you have to promise to leave for Korea as soon as your last exam finishes. And then when you get back, we'll discuss what'll happen next. How's that sound."
"Being gone for a month? Not that great."
"Great. Just so you know I don't want to come in between any of your plans. You've got great dreams Taemin I don't want to stand in the way at all."
"And I don't want to stand in your way at all either. I mean I don't want to stop you from going to SHINee rehearsals or anything. I mean you already devoted a whole concert to my cause. I don't know how I could ever repay you."
I can think of a few ways. "You don't need to, I told you. I'll do anything for you." I take his hands in mine, so we're holding hands across the table. He blushes furiously and smiles.
"I don't get it." he says.
"Get what?"
"Why do you like me so much Minho? I mean, you could get any girl or guy you wanted. You're flaming charisma Minho from SHINee. Why are you putting in so much effort for me?"
"Because," I say, squeezing his hands. "Because you're just different than anyone else. Though you've been through things I can't even imagine happening to me, you've risen above anything. And you care so much about others that you forget about yourself. I want to make up for that."
His eyes start tearing. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."
"No, it's okay Minho." He says, holding back his tears. "Thank you."
I lean in and kiss him, still holding tightly on to his hands.
Taemin POV
He said it again. He said he wants to take care of me, or something along the lines of that. In one sense it's really flattering, but in another way it makes me feel like a charity case. Both ways, it brings tears to my eyes. But no way am I going to cry in front of him a fourth time. Ugh WHY am I so sensitive.
He leans in and kisses me, and it's like nothing else in the world matters, apart from me, Minho, and our lips. And his hands which are now running their way through my hair. We both stand up at the same time, not parting our lips as we make our way around the table. His hands move from my hair down to my hips, and he pulls them in to his. My lips are on fire as Minho traces them with his tongue, and then sucks on my bottom lip. I accidentally let out a moan which had never happened to me. He smiles at my shocked face, and then we both turn red when we see how hard we've both gotten.
I try and take the lead, rushing to get to his lips before he gets to mine. I'm a bit too eager because my teeth get in the way and crash down on his bottom lip.
"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Holy shit holy shit holy shit he's bleeding.
"OMO! Minhoo! I'm so sorry! Minho?" His covers his mouth with his hand, and his eyes are tearing. "Minho!! Wait let me get some ice."
I go to the freezer to get ice. Shit I'm such an idiot. I return and his sitting on the sofa.
"Minho are you okay? I'm really sorry." I apologise, handing him the ice.
"Dund worry Daemin, id dudend hurd dad muck!" He says bringing the ice to his lips.
"Are you sure?"
"Yahh." he says laughing at me. But then he sees how upset I am from ruining our kiss. "Aww come here." He says pulling me on to his lap.
He puts the ice down. "Dere, ids all bedder."
"No it's not. It's completely swollen. You can't even talk properly."
"No ids fine. I'm dalking fine."
"Say tennis."
"Dennis."
"Say tiger."
"Diger."
"Say Taemin."
"Daeemmiinnn."
"SEE!"
He wraps his arms around me, and then rests his head on my back, cuddling me like I'm a giant teddy bear.
"Den you make id bedder."
"How?"
"Cuddle me."
"Okay." We shift positions so he's lying on the inside of the sofa and I'm lying down half on him and half on the sofa, my head resting on his chest, our arms wrapped around each other.
"Dis is nice."
"Hmmmmmm." I say, completely revelling in the feeling of being close to him. My eyes begin to feel heavy. "Are you sleepy?"
"Really really sleepy. Though I took a nap before I came."
"Hey! You can say your t's!" I say, feeling tricked.
"No I can'd." I don't really care that he tricked me. I'm just happy to be in his arms. I bury my head in to his chest, and within no time I drift off to dream land.
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