Hope is around the corner Part 11/30
TITLE: Hope is around the corner Part11/30
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: Huh? This is already my 11th chapter? Thanks so much for your support guys... writing this has been an amazing experience so far <3
Jonghyun POV
I walk in to our building, eager to rush upstairs to find Key and Onew. They'll be so glad that I'm kind of moving on, or trying to at least, and I also want their advice. There's no need to say that I still love Key, and probably always will. But I know there's no chance there, and so what's the point of doting over one man. One amazing, beautiful, sexy, wonderful, kind, talented, adorable man… Whose smile instantly makes my day great, who I have to use every bit of my energy to just resist taking him in to my arms, and every bit of restraint not to punch that big fat chicken he chose over me.
But hey, like I said I'm Jonghyun Kim from SHINee, and I have Jaebeom anyway. Minus the fact that Jaebeom hates SHINee and thinks my name is Dorian. Oh yeah and we can't meet either because then he'll know who I am. But there's more than one way to get a guy to like you.
Daanng are those Onew's jeans on the stairs? Hmm, yep and those are his shoes... I'm hoping it's his sangtae and they fell off while he was running up the stairs, and he didn't notice because he was eating a bucket of chicken. It's not like they had sex here on the stairs. Onew? No way. No, no, no. It's the chicken thing. And anyway Key wouldn't let him leave his trousers down here - he'd have come back and picked them up. Key can't stand mess.
I figure I might as well pick them up for him, and so I bend down to gather his shoes. When I get up so I can collect his jeans, they aren't on the stairs anymore. Instead, I see a pair of legs which I immediately recognise.
"Hey Jjong." says Key, smiling at me. I silently curse my heart for beating so fast just at hearing the sound of his voice. I remind myself that it's going to take time, just like Taemin said, and then I calm down a bit.
"KIBUM!" I shout. Though I don't know why I'm shouting. "WHY ARE ONEW'S TROUSERS DOWN HERE?!!"
Key blushes, and then I instantly regret asking the question.
"NEVER MIND I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!" Why am I still shouting? It's like the volume control in my head is turned all the way up, and I can't find the remote.
"Sorry Jjong. Come upstairs, I'm going to cook meat. And lots of it."
"I'M NOT HUNGRY!" I say. But then my stomach lets out a little growl, and Key's motherly instinct kicks in.
"First of all Jjong, STOP SHOUTING. Second of all, I know you're hungry because your stomach just growled. Now you will come upstairs and eat with us or I'll tell Onew that you're actually a piece of fried chicken disguised as Jjong and he'll EAT YOU ALIVE!!"
"Yes maam."
"So how come you stayed at Taemin's?" Key asks me as we walk up the stairs.
"Ohh I wanted to talk to you and Onew about that. I need your advice."
"Advice? Boy advice?" I open the door and Onew is on the other side, waiting.
"BOO!!.. AAAGGHH!" He jumps back in fright. "Oh Jjong! I was expecting Key. Are those my shoes?"
"I'm right here Booboo!" Key pops his head out for behind me.
"Yeobo!" he runs to hug Key, but then realizes that I'm here and pulls away.
"It's okay Onew, you can hug him. It's not like you guys can't be yourselves around me. I've found another guy."
"What? You found someone? Whoo?"
I show them Jaebeom's picture from my phone. I look at Key who bunches up his face, and Onew who looks extremely confused.
"Him?" Key asks, making no effort to disguise his distaste. "Taemin's monkey b-boy friend? This is who you like?"
"What? He's cute! Look at his body it's so sexy! Right? Onew?"
"Umm he doesn't seem your type. And LOOK he's short!"
"See my point guys? He's a challenge! And I he told me he doesn't like SHINee either."
"DOESN'T LIKE SHINEE?" It's Key's turn to shout. "WHY ARE YOU SAYING THAT LIKE YOU'RE PROUD!!"
I put my hands up to protect myself because it looks as though Key is about to hit me.
"AND YOU CAN TELL HIM THAT SHINEE ISN'T TOO FOND OF HIM EITHER!"
"Yeobo honey, calm down," Onew goes to back hug him. "Shhhh, shh..."
"Booboo not now. Yeobo is busy scolding Jjong." Onew immediately retreats.
"Yes maam."
"Jjong if he doesn't like SHINee then how come he's with you?"
"Ohh, hehe. You can call me Dorian from now on. Because as far as Jaebeom is concerned, that's my name."
"WHAT?!! YOU GAVE HIM A FAKE NAME?" He starts to shout again.
"YEAH SO WHAT, AT LEAST HE'S NOT IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE!" Key looks shocked at my outburst. "YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SHOUT!!"
"Okay, okay both of you calm down," Onew tries to play the peacemaker. "Yeobo why are you shouting at him? We should be happy for him, for all we know Jaebeom could be a wonderful guy."
"He IS a wonderful guy!"
"Pfft," Key scoffs. "How would you know? You know you shouldn't just go about meeting random guys just because Taemin danced with them once. Why can't you find someone normal or something? There's 100 other guys who would kill to be with you."
"Yeah, too bad the one guy I'm madly in love with doesn't love me back. And what's worse he's being a dick of a friend and already hates the one guy I finally have a chance of moving on with. Thanks a lot." I say and I head for the door. How dare Key treat me like this. I thought he'd be happy that I'm finally getting over him, or at least trying to. Before I reach the door Onew runs to lock it.
"No, Jjong. Sorry. Please don't leave. Yeobo can I talk to you privately?"
"Talk to him all you want. Go and fuck him on the stairs again for all I care, it's not like you guys give a fuck for my feelings."
I turn around and Key is standing there, arms crossed, tapping his foot and looking pissed. Onew is in the middle of us with a helpless look on his face.
"Jjong, please. Just give us five minutes. Don't leave. Please I'm asking you as SHINee's leader. For the good of the group, just stay here."
I look over at Key and it looks like he's nearly crying. What the fuck is up with him? "Okay fine, I'll stay. But if Miss KeyDiva raises his voice at me one more time I'm getting the fuck out of here."
"Thanks Jjong. KIBUM! KITCHEN... NOW!"
Key stomps over in to the kitchen, for once allowing himself to be told what to do. And what the fuck am I supposed to wait here? Ugh why did I even come here in the first place. Why did I think they'd be happy for me? I take out my phone and text Jaebeom.
To: Jaebeom
From: Jonghyun
Hey! Are you free in 20 minutes?
To: Dorian
From: B-boy Jay
yo dorian! im free man u wanna meet up?
To: Jabeom
From: Jonghyun
I'm sorry I can't, like I said my brother's sick. I just wanted to make sure that you'll be free to talk when I call you.
To: Dorian
From: B-boy Jay
oh dude, ok. lol its weird tht ur gonna call me nd we havnt even met yet. hw do u no taemin agen?
To: Jaebeom
From: Jonghyun
Oh I know him from, Bible Camp. Yeah, we went to Bible Camp together when we were young.
To: Dorian
From: B-boy Jay
Bible Camp? lol man thts prtty cool. nva dated sum1 frm bible camp. looking 4ward 2 ur call. lters
Holy Shit! Did I just write Bible Camp? That's just the first though that came in to my mind when I thought of Taemin...
Man Minho is such a pedo how old is Taemin anyway? 17? THAT'S UNDERAGE!
To: Jaebeom
From: Jonghyun
Can't wait either ;)
And then Onew walks back in to the room, with Key walking slowly and timidly in behind him. It looks like they've both been crying. What's going on?
Minho POV
I have to be the happiest man alive. Really, the happiest. I'm seriously soo happy right now. Like really really really really really really really really really happy. I can't even describe what I'm feeling at the moment. It's as if nothing else in the world matters, except for this boy right here, in my arms. I feel like I could lose everything I have, and still be alright, aslong as he stays by my side. I know it sounds crazy, since I only met him four days ago. But I mean, that's love right? It doesn't have to make sense. And what's making me really go crazy inside is the four words Taemin just whispered to me.
I love you too
Ever since I became an idol, I wondered when I was going to find love, IF I was ever going to find it. I was so terrified that people weren't going to be able to see past my idol status. But Taemin doesn't even think twice about it. It's even a downside for him, and yet he's here, with me, telling me he loves me back.
I hold him in my arms for what seems like eternity. I don't want to move, to talk, or to let him go - I want prolong this moment for as long as I can. But eventually we become a bit fidgety, and my muscles are begging me to stretch them. Although I love his warmth, I'm a bit relieved when I feel him shuffling underneath me.
"Taemin?"
"Yeah?"
"You wanna get a glass of water or something?"
"Yeah."
Reluctantly we break from the hug, and walk hand in hand to the kitchen. But I hate the loss of contact. I hate that our bodies aren't next to each other. I've been resisting him the whole day, trying to be romantic, but right now I can't control myself. He goes over to reach for two glasses but I grab his wrist and pull him towards me, pushing our bodies roughly together.
"Ow." he lets out. Shit I'm being a bit too rough. I still want to keep it romantic, so I apologize and then start to stroke his hair. He giggles again. Dammit doesn't he know that when he giggles it turns me on so badly. No longer able to resist his lips, I move halfway in for a kiss, and am pleased when he moves in to meet mine. The feeling instantly goes to my dick and a flash of heat surrounds my crotch area. Taemin doesn't seem to notice, as he's engaged in the kiss. I slowly lick his bottom lip, trying my hardest not to just dart it right in to his delicious mouth, but he doesn't keep me waiting long as he welcomes my tongue with his own. He truely works magic with his tongue, flicking it in all the right places, sending me shivers all over my body. My hands eagerly move down his body, from his hair, to his waist, to his hips. I then slowly move one hand down to his right ass cheek, tenderly tracing the beautiful round shape with my hand, before violently squeezing it, making a moan escape from his lips. I take this as a sign to move forward and put my hand under his knee, grabbing his leg and bringing it up around my waist. We finally break our kiss, leaving him panting, but I waste no time and start to work on his neck, first kissing, then sucking, and finally licking him all over. He wraps his arms around me and more starts to moan again. I can't wait any longer, and I take his other leg, bring it around my waist till I'm carrying him, and he's sitting on me. I move both my hands to support his ass and start to grope it hungrily, alternating from grabbing to stoking his ass and his upper thighs. He clings on to my shirt so tightly I think he's going to rip it, and then surprises me by biting my ear lobe, and letting out another desperate moan right in to my ear, so I can feel his breath, obviously wanting more.
I burst through the kitchen door, carrying Taemin in my arms, and throw him eagerly on to the couch. I jump, aiming to land right on top of him, but instead I feel the cold sofa. He's quickly gotten up.
"Wait, wait Minho." I start to panic. Did I go too fast? Shit did I throw him too hard? Or maybe he felt my Minbulge and got scared. Is is too big? Is it too SMALL? Agghh why did I wear such tight jeans...
"I'm sorry, it's just that..." he pauses and looks down, embarrassed. I think I get it. I always have trouble talking about these sorts of things as well, so I decide to help him out.
"If you want, we don't have to go any further. Sorry if I was a bit fast."
"Yeah. A bit fast..." he says nervously.
"I know what you mean. We just met eachother 4 days ago, you're leaving in 2 days. I just thought, since we're in a relationship, and you know how I feel about you."
"It's not that. I just... I've never..." He's never what?
"Yeah?"
"You know..."
"Hmm?" How am I supposed to know if he doesn't tell me.
"Agghh Minho, do I have to spell it out for you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I'M A VIRGIN!"
...
...
"...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Onew POV
I watch Key walk angrily in to the kitchen, and I close the door behind him. I was planning on being firm with him, and to tell him off for acting that way with Jonghyun, but as soon as I close the door he starts to cry.
"What? Yeobo? Why are you crying?" I ask concerned, and pull him in to a hug. He says nothing. "Kibum, talk to me. Why are you crying?"
He latches on to my shirt, burying his head in my chest, and keeps crying. I think I'm starting to understand. Ugh how could I be so stupid.
"You still love him don't you?"
Suddenly he stops crying, but keeps his head buried. For the first time in my life, I'm actually really angry at him. I take his shoulders and pull him away from me, making him look at me.
"Is that it, huh? You love him? You're actually hurt that he's moving on from you?" I accidentally shake him a bit while I'm talking, and I can tell he's scared. But we have to get this settled once and for all.
"Kibum, talk to me. And don't even think of lying to me. You love him. You haven't been able to let him go." His silence starts to really frustrate me, and I'm about to shout at him, when I notice that he's shaking. I resist the urge to hug him and comfort him, instead I take my tone down.
"Listen, yeobo. Don't be scared to tell me. I understand." I try and convince him. "I don't know what it's like to be in love with two men, but I'm sure it's not easy. But please, just admit it so we can deal with it."
I look in to his eyes, and he finally gives a little nod.
"Hmm? What's that?" I will him to talk to me.
"Y-yes. I'm ss-sorry but I love both of you." he says. Hearing him say it out loud hurts more than I thought it would. He looks worriedly at me. "But I chose you. And I'm trying Onew, I'm trying."
"You call that trying?" I point in Jonghyun's direction. "You made it obvious that you're unhappy that he's dating. You didn't even try and hide it." I say, while tears start falling from my eyes.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I couldn't help it. I tried to keep quiet but the words just came out. Booboo, please don't cry." He tries to wipe the tears from my eyes, but I push him away. He looks shocked.
"Don't. We have to go back in and apologize to Jjong. After that, we can continue our talk."
I push past him and walk back in to the living room where Jonghyun was texting. "Listen Jjong we're sorry. Key?"
Key winces at the impersonal way I say his name. I always call him yeobo, or Kibum when we're having a serious conversation, but never his stage name.
"Haha I'm sorry Jjong. I just hated the fact that he doesn't like SHINee. We work so hard for our image and then you announce you're dating someone who doesn't like us. It was just a shock. But I am happy for you and I should have showed it. Sorry." I'm surprised at the believability of his poker face. He really seems sincere, though I can still tell when he's hiding something.
"Oh you guys, don't worry." Jonghyun says, smiling. "I'm gonna go in to my room now. I'm gonna call him," he giggles nervously. "Please don't disturb me for the next hour?"
"Sure thing." Key smiles at him. "Have fun on your phone date."
"Yeah, good luck. If anyone can change his mind it's you." I encourage him.
"Thanks guys." And then he rushes in to his room.
As soon as he closes the door, Key has his head down again, staring at the floor, fidgeting with his fingers.
"Come here," I say, pulling him in to a hug. "Wanna talk on the way to the chicken shop?"
Finally a real smile emerges from his face. I could never stay mad at him, at that smile.
Taemin POV
Aghhh damn Minho. The way he touches me, the way he makes me feel. It's like everything I've kept myself from feeling for as long as I can remember is unleashing itself all at once - just at the way he touches me. When he kisses my neck I completely lose myself in the pleasure and desire, and then when his hands grope me and touche my body, my whole body pulsates and I don't really know how to handle it. I just let him carry on what he's doing, though I'm scared of where it's going. But when he throws me on to the sofa, it knocks me back in to my senses.
Why does it take ages for him to get it. I literally had to shout to him, "I'M A VIRGIN!" as if it wasn't embarrassing enough.
And to make matters worse all he came back with was a "…ohhhhhh…." - not exactly making me feel at ease.
"Umm, yeah. I mean, I've been waiting for my first time. I want it to be special. And I'm not saying that we aren't special. I've never let myself get this far emotionally or physically with someone. I've had the chance, it just never felt right. But it feels so right with you. I mean, like, I can relax with you. And …" My throat starts to choke up, and I feel tears start to reach my eyes. "And…"
"Taemin, relax." he says, pulling me in to him. "I think it's great that you've waited. Let's not rush it then. I'm sorry, I took it a bit too fast. I just find you so mesmerisingly irresistible." He wipes the tears from my eyes. "Aww Taemin you've been crying too much lately. You don't have to cry over this."
"I can't help it," I smile nervously, embarrassed that this is about the 6th time I cried in front of him.
"Do you want to watch a movie? Cuddle a bit on the sofa? I'll be good I promise." he grins cheekily at me.
I nod my head. "Watch do you want to watch?"
"What do you feel like?"
"I dunno."
"Hmm? What do you feel like?" he says, wrapping his arms around my waist.
Suddenly I start to feel heated again, and no matter how much I try to supress it, I just can't deny that Minho makes me… he makes me feel… really… really… really….. horny.
"Hmm what do I feel like?" I say, and I gently push him on to the sofa so he's sitting, and then putting my one leg down on each side of his I sit on him. "How about some innocent making out on the sofa?"
His eyes grow big and he smiles, his hands starting to run through my hair, pushing my head towards him. He whispers in to my ear, "Only if you go easy on me."
Key POV
"Booboo, I'm so sorry. I don't know what to do." We're at the chicken shop, waiting for our order of fried chicken. I really don't feel like eating, but at least it will make him feel better.
"I don't know either. Yeobo, why do you have to love him too?"
"I can't explain it. Haven't you ever been torn between two people?"
"No. I've never loved anyone apart from you. From the day I met you, I've loved only you. I know that I will never feel the same way about anyone, the way I feel about you. You're my everything. I can't imagine a minute of life where you're not mine. Please, please, please let Jonghyun go. No one can ever love you as much as I do. Jonghyun won't love you like I do, you know that, that's why you picked me. Kibum please, PLEASE!"
Oh my goodness. What am I doing to him. It's resorted to him begging me to let go of Jonghyun. Never again. I won't let him do this to himself. Whatever I feel for Jonghyun, it can never surface again. Just looking at how much Onew loves me, I'd be a fool not to just let Jonghyun go.
"Of course I will. You know I love you too, and that I know you're the only one in my life. You're my oxygen, I need you Booboo. I'm so sorry I made you doubt that." I kiss him on the lips, and then smile at him. He smiles uneasily back at me. I know he knows exactly how I feel, and what I'm thinking. He can read me like a book. But there's nothing either of us can do, but just look past this and move on.
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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: Huh? This is already my 11th chapter? Thanks so much for your support guys... writing this has been an amazing experience so far <3
Jonghyun POV
I walk in to our building, eager to rush upstairs to find Key and Onew. They'll be so glad that I'm kind of moving on, or trying to at least, and I also want their advice. There's no need to say that I still love Key, and probably always will. But I know there's no chance there, and so what's the point of doting over one man. One amazing, beautiful, sexy, wonderful, kind, talented, adorable man… Whose smile instantly makes my day great, who I have to use every bit of my energy to just resist taking him in to my arms, and every bit of restraint not to punch that big fat chicken he chose over me.
But hey, like I said I'm Jonghyun Kim from SHINee, and I have Jaebeom anyway. Minus the fact that Jaebeom hates SHINee and thinks my name is Dorian. Oh yeah and we can't meet either because then he'll know who I am. But there's more than one way to get a guy to like you.
Daanng are those Onew's jeans on the stairs? Hmm, yep and those are his shoes... I'm hoping it's his sangtae and they fell off while he was running up the stairs, and he didn't notice because he was eating a bucket of chicken. It's not like they had sex here on the stairs. Onew? No way. No, no, no. It's the chicken thing. And anyway Key wouldn't let him leave his trousers down here - he'd have come back and picked them up. Key can't stand mess.
I figure I might as well pick them up for him, and so I bend down to gather his shoes. When I get up so I can collect his jeans, they aren't on the stairs anymore. Instead, I see a pair of legs which I immediately recognise.
"Hey Jjong." says Key, smiling at me. I silently curse my heart for beating so fast just at hearing the sound of his voice. I remind myself that it's going to take time, just like Taemin said, and then I calm down a bit.
"KIBUM!" I shout. Though I don't know why I'm shouting. "WHY ARE ONEW'S TROUSERS DOWN HERE?!!"
Key blushes, and then I instantly regret asking the question.
"NEVER MIND I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!" Why am I still shouting? It's like the volume control in my head is turned all the way up, and I can't find the remote.
"Sorry Jjong. Come upstairs, I'm going to cook meat. And lots of it."
"I'M NOT HUNGRY!" I say. But then my stomach lets out a little growl, and Key's motherly instinct kicks in.
"First of all Jjong, STOP SHOUTING. Second of all, I know you're hungry because your stomach just growled. Now you will come upstairs and eat with us or I'll tell Onew that you're actually a piece of fried chicken disguised as Jjong and he'll EAT YOU ALIVE!!"
"Yes maam."
"So how come you stayed at Taemin's?" Key asks me as we walk up the stairs.
"Ohh I wanted to talk to you and Onew about that. I need your advice."
"Advice? Boy advice?" I open the door and Onew is on the other side, waiting.
"BOO!!.. AAAGGHH!" He jumps back in fright. "Oh Jjong! I was expecting Key. Are those my shoes?"
"I'm right here Booboo!" Key pops his head out for behind me.
"Yeobo!" he runs to hug Key, but then realizes that I'm here and pulls away.
"It's okay Onew, you can hug him. It's not like you guys can't be yourselves around me. I've found another guy."
"What? You found someone? Whoo?"
I show them Jaebeom's picture from my phone. I look at Key who bunches up his face, and Onew who looks extremely confused.
"Him?" Key asks, making no effort to disguise his distaste. "Taemin's monkey b-boy friend? This is who you like?"
"What? He's cute! Look at his body it's so sexy! Right? Onew?"
"Umm he doesn't seem your type. And LOOK he's short!"
"See my point guys? He's a challenge! And I he told me he doesn't like SHINee either."
"DOESN'T LIKE SHINEE?" It's Key's turn to shout. "WHY ARE YOU SAYING THAT LIKE YOU'RE PROUD!!"
I put my hands up to protect myself because it looks as though Key is about to hit me.
"AND YOU CAN TELL HIM THAT SHINEE ISN'T TOO FOND OF HIM EITHER!"
"Yeobo honey, calm down," Onew goes to back hug him. "Shhhh, shh..."
"Booboo not now. Yeobo is busy scolding Jjong." Onew immediately retreats.
"Yes maam."
"Jjong if he doesn't like SHINee then how come he's with you?"
"Ohh, hehe. You can call me Dorian from now on. Because as far as Jaebeom is concerned, that's my name."
"WHAT?!! YOU GAVE HIM A FAKE NAME?" He starts to shout again.
"YEAH SO WHAT, AT LEAST HE'S NOT IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE!" Key looks shocked at my outburst. "YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SHOUT!!"
"Okay, okay both of you calm down," Onew tries to play the peacemaker. "Yeobo why are you shouting at him? We should be happy for him, for all we know Jaebeom could be a wonderful guy."
"He IS a wonderful guy!"
"Pfft," Key scoffs. "How would you know? You know you shouldn't just go about meeting random guys just because Taemin danced with them once. Why can't you find someone normal or something? There's 100 other guys who would kill to be with you."
"Yeah, too bad the one guy I'm madly in love with doesn't love me back. And what's worse he's being a dick of a friend and already hates the one guy I finally have a chance of moving on with. Thanks a lot." I say and I head for the door. How dare Key treat me like this. I thought he'd be happy that I'm finally getting over him, or at least trying to. Before I reach the door Onew runs to lock it.
"No, Jjong. Sorry. Please don't leave. Yeobo can I talk to you privately?"
"Talk to him all you want. Go and fuck him on the stairs again for all I care, it's not like you guys give a fuck for my feelings."
I turn around and Key is standing there, arms crossed, tapping his foot and looking pissed. Onew is in the middle of us with a helpless look on his face.
"Jjong, please. Just give us five minutes. Don't leave. Please I'm asking you as SHINee's leader. For the good of the group, just stay here."
I look over at Key and it looks like he's nearly crying. What the fuck is up with him? "Okay fine, I'll stay. But if Miss KeyDiva raises his voice at me one more time I'm getting the fuck out of here."
"Thanks Jjong. KIBUM! KITCHEN... NOW!"
Key stomps over in to the kitchen, for once allowing himself to be told what to do. And what the fuck am I supposed to wait here? Ugh why did I even come here in the first place. Why did I think they'd be happy for me? I take out my phone and text Jaebeom.
To: Jaebeom
From: Jonghyun
Hey! Are you free in 20 minutes?
To: Dorian
From: B-boy Jay
yo dorian! im free man u wanna meet up?
To: Jabeom
From: Jonghyun
I'm sorry I can't, like I said my brother's sick. I just wanted to make sure that you'll be free to talk when I call you.
To: Dorian
From: B-boy Jay
oh dude, ok. lol its weird tht ur gonna call me nd we havnt even met yet. hw do u no taemin agen?
To: Jaebeom
From: Jonghyun
Oh I know him from, Bible Camp. Yeah, we went to Bible Camp together when we were young.
To: Dorian
From: B-boy Jay
Bible Camp? lol man thts prtty cool. nva dated sum1 frm bible camp. looking 4ward 2 ur call. lters
Holy Shit! Did I just write Bible Camp? That's just the first though that came in to my mind when I thought of Taemin...
Man Minho is such a pedo how old is Taemin anyway? 17? THAT'S UNDERAGE!
To: Jaebeom
From: Jonghyun
Can't wait either ;)
And then Onew walks back in to the room, with Key walking slowly and timidly in behind him. It looks like they've both been crying. What's going on?
Minho POV
I have to be the happiest man alive. Really, the happiest. I'm seriously soo happy right now. Like really really really really really really really really really happy. I can't even describe what I'm feeling at the moment. It's as if nothing else in the world matters, except for this boy right here, in my arms. I feel like I could lose everything I have, and still be alright, aslong as he stays by my side. I know it sounds crazy, since I only met him four days ago. But I mean, that's love right? It doesn't have to make sense. And what's making me really go crazy inside is the four words Taemin just whispered to me.
I love you too
Ever since I became an idol, I wondered when I was going to find love, IF I was ever going to find it. I was so terrified that people weren't going to be able to see past my idol status. But Taemin doesn't even think twice about it. It's even a downside for him, and yet he's here, with me, telling me he loves me back.
I hold him in my arms for what seems like eternity. I don't want to move, to talk, or to let him go - I want prolong this moment for as long as I can. But eventually we become a bit fidgety, and my muscles are begging me to stretch them. Although I love his warmth, I'm a bit relieved when I feel him shuffling underneath me.
"Taemin?"
"Yeah?"
"You wanna get a glass of water or something?"
"Yeah."
Reluctantly we break from the hug, and walk hand in hand to the kitchen. But I hate the loss of contact. I hate that our bodies aren't next to each other. I've been resisting him the whole day, trying to be romantic, but right now I can't control myself. He goes over to reach for two glasses but I grab his wrist and pull him towards me, pushing our bodies roughly together.
"Ow." he lets out. Shit I'm being a bit too rough. I still want to keep it romantic, so I apologize and then start to stroke his hair. He giggles again. Dammit doesn't he know that when he giggles it turns me on so badly. No longer able to resist his lips, I move halfway in for a kiss, and am pleased when he moves in to meet mine. The feeling instantly goes to my dick and a flash of heat surrounds my crotch area. Taemin doesn't seem to notice, as he's engaged in the kiss. I slowly lick his bottom lip, trying my hardest not to just dart it right in to his delicious mouth, but he doesn't keep me waiting long as he welcomes my tongue with his own. He truely works magic with his tongue, flicking it in all the right places, sending me shivers all over my body. My hands eagerly move down his body, from his hair, to his waist, to his hips. I then slowly move one hand down to his right ass cheek, tenderly tracing the beautiful round shape with my hand, before violently squeezing it, making a moan escape from his lips. I take this as a sign to move forward and put my hand under his knee, grabbing his leg and bringing it up around my waist. We finally break our kiss, leaving him panting, but I waste no time and start to work on his neck, first kissing, then sucking, and finally licking him all over. He wraps his arms around me and more starts to moan again. I can't wait any longer, and I take his other leg, bring it around my waist till I'm carrying him, and he's sitting on me. I move both my hands to support his ass and start to grope it hungrily, alternating from grabbing to stoking his ass and his upper thighs. He clings on to my shirt so tightly I think he's going to rip it, and then surprises me by biting my ear lobe, and letting out another desperate moan right in to my ear, so I can feel his breath, obviously wanting more.
I burst through the kitchen door, carrying Taemin in my arms, and throw him eagerly on to the couch. I jump, aiming to land right on top of him, but instead I feel the cold sofa. He's quickly gotten up.
"Wait, wait Minho." I start to panic. Did I go too fast? Shit did I throw him too hard? Or maybe he felt my Minbulge and got scared. Is is too big? Is it too SMALL? Agghh why did I wear such tight jeans...
"I'm sorry, it's just that..." he pauses and looks down, embarrassed. I think I get it. I always have trouble talking about these sorts of things as well, so I decide to help him out.
"If you want, we don't have to go any further. Sorry if I was a bit fast."
"Yeah. A bit fast..." he says nervously.
"I know what you mean. We just met eachother 4 days ago, you're leaving in 2 days. I just thought, since we're in a relationship, and you know how I feel about you."
"It's not that. I just... I've never..." He's never what?
"Yeah?"
"You know..."
"Hmm?" How am I supposed to know if he doesn't tell me.
"Agghh Minho, do I have to spell it out for you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I'M A VIRGIN!"
...
...
"...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Onew POV
I watch Key walk angrily in to the kitchen, and I close the door behind him. I was planning on being firm with him, and to tell him off for acting that way with Jonghyun, but as soon as I close the door he starts to cry.
"What? Yeobo? Why are you crying?" I ask concerned, and pull him in to a hug. He says nothing. "Kibum, talk to me. Why are you crying?"
He latches on to my shirt, burying his head in my chest, and keeps crying. I think I'm starting to understand. Ugh how could I be so stupid.
"You still love him don't you?"
Suddenly he stops crying, but keeps his head buried. For the first time in my life, I'm actually really angry at him. I take his shoulders and pull him away from me, making him look at me.
"Is that it, huh? You love him? You're actually hurt that he's moving on from you?" I accidentally shake him a bit while I'm talking, and I can tell he's scared. But we have to get this settled once and for all.
"Kibum, talk to me. And don't even think of lying to me. You love him. You haven't been able to let him go." His silence starts to really frustrate me, and I'm about to shout at him, when I notice that he's shaking. I resist the urge to hug him and comfort him, instead I take my tone down.
"Listen, yeobo. Don't be scared to tell me. I understand." I try and convince him. "I don't know what it's like to be in love with two men, but I'm sure it's not easy. But please, just admit it so we can deal with it."
I look in to his eyes, and he finally gives a little nod.
"Hmm? What's that?" I will him to talk to me.
"Y-yes. I'm ss-sorry but I love both of you." he says. Hearing him say it out loud hurts more than I thought it would. He looks worriedly at me. "But I chose you. And I'm trying Onew, I'm trying."
"You call that trying?" I point in Jonghyun's direction. "You made it obvious that you're unhappy that he's dating. You didn't even try and hide it." I say, while tears start falling from my eyes.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I couldn't help it. I tried to keep quiet but the words just came out. Booboo, please don't cry." He tries to wipe the tears from my eyes, but I push him away. He looks shocked.
"Don't. We have to go back in and apologize to Jjong. After that, we can continue our talk."
I push past him and walk back in to the living room where Jonghyun was texting. "Listen Jjong we're sorry. Key?"
Key winces at the impersonal way I say his name. I always call him yeobo, or Kibum when we're having a serious conversation, but never his stage name.
"Haha I'm sorry Jjong. I just hated the fact that he doesn't like SHINee. We work so hard for our image and then you announce you're dating someone who doesn't like us. It was just a shock. But I am happy for you and I should have showed it. Sorry." I'm surprised at the believability of his poker face. He really seems sincere, though I can still tell when he's hiding something.
"Oh you guys, don't worry." Jonghyun says, smiling. "I'm gonna go in to my room now. I'm gonna call him," he giggles nervously. "Please don't disturb me for the next hour?"
"Sure thing." Key smiles at him. "Have fun on your phone date."
"Yeah, good luck. If anyone can change his mind it's you." I encourage him.
"Thanks guys." And then he rushes in to his room.
As soon as he closes the door, Key has his head down again, staring at the floor, fidgeting with his fingers.
"Come here," I say, pulling him in to a hug. "Wanna talk on the way to the chicken shop?"
Finally a real smile emerges from his face. I could never stay mad at him, at that smile.
Taemin POV
Aghhh damn Minho. The way he touches me, the way he makes me feel. It's like everything I've kept myself from feeling for as long as I can remember is unleashing itself all at once - just at the way he touches me. When he kisses my neck I completely lose myself in the pleasure and desire, and then when his hands grope me and touche my body, my whole body pulsates and I don't really know how to handle it. I just let him carry on what he's doing, though I'm scared of where it's going. But when he throws me on to the sofa, it knocks me back in to my senses.
Why does it take ages for him to get it. I literally had to shout to him, "I'M A VIRGIN!" as if it wasn't embarrassing enough.
And to make matters worse all he came back with was a "…ohhhhhh…." - not exactly making me feel at ease.
"Umm, yeah. I mean, I've been waiting for my first time. I want it to be special. And I'm not saying that we aren't special. I've never let myself get this far emotionally or physically with someone. I've had the chance, it just never felt right. But it feels so right with you. I mean, like, I can relax with you. And …" My throat starts to choke up, and I feel tears start to reach my eyes. "And…"
"Taemin, relax." he says, pulling me in to him. "I think it's great that you've waited. Let's not rush it then. I'm sorry, I took it a bit too fast. I just find you so mesmerisingly irresistible." He wipes the tears from my eyes. "Aww Taemin you've been crying too much lately. You don't have to cry over this."
"I can't help it," I smile nervously, embarrassed that this is about the 6th time I cried in front of him.
"Do you want to watch a movie? Cuddle a bit on the sofa? I'll be good I promise." he grins cheekily at me.
I nod my head. "Watch do you want to watch?"
"What do you feel like?"
"I dunno."
"Hmm? What do you feel like?" he says, wrapping his arms around my waist.
Suddenly I start to feel heated again, and no matter how much I try to supress it, I just can't deny that Minho makes me… he makes me feel… really… really… really….. horny.
"Hmm what do I feel like?" I say, and I gently push him on to the sofa so he's sitting, and then putting my one leg down on each side of his I sit on him. "How about some innocent making out on the sofa?"
His eyes grow big and he smiles, his hands starting to run through my hair, pushing my head towards him. He whispers in to my ear, "Only if you go easy on me."
Key POV
"Booboo, I'm so sorry. I don't know what to do." We're at the chicken shop, waiting for our order of fried chicken. I really don't feel like eating, but at least it will make him feel better.
"I don't know either. Yeobo, why do you have to love him too?"
"I can't explain it. Haven't you ever been torn between two people?"
"No. I've never loved anyone apart from you. From the day I met you, I've loved only you. I know that I will never feel the same way about anyone, the way I feel about you. You're my everything. I can't imagine a minute of life where you're not mine. Please, please, please let Jonghyun go. No one can ever love you as much as I do. Jonghyun won't love you like I do, you know that, that's why you picked me. Kibum please, PLEASE!"
Oh my goodness. What am I doing to him. It's resorted to him begging me to let go of Jonghyun. Never again. I won't let him do this to himself. Whatever I feel for Jonghyun, it can never surface again. Just looking at how much Onew loves me, I'd be a fool not to just let Jonghyun go.
"Of course I will. You know I love you too, and that I know you're the only one in my life. You're my oxygen, I need you Booboo. I'm so sorry I made you doubt that." I kiss him on the lips, and then smile at him. He smiles uneasily back at me. I know he knows exactly how I feel, and what I'm thinking. He can read me like a book. But there's nothing either of us can do, but just look past this and move on.
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