Blonde
Title: Blonde
Pairing: Hyunmin, Onkey
Rating: PG
Dislcaimer: My story. The end.
Dedication: To Inucrazzes. I pray your hand will feel better soon~
Comments: This might be a little crack-headed because I think mine and my mother's champagne classes were switched by accident, so I think I'm a little tipsy right now. I'm getting ready for a massive hangover tomorrow morning...
JongHyun remembers it like yesterday. They were in the dressing rooms, getting ready to film an episode of Star Golden Bell, when Taemin flashed him that irresistably sweet smile. It made JongHyun stop breathing for a minute, his heart skipping over a vital beat, but still pumping enough blood to bring out a rosy red to his cheeks. Laughing nervously, JongHyun ruffled the mangae's hair with slightly trembling hands before turning to the stylist noona.
"You are pathetic," Key smirked as he glanced at JongHyun. Checking around to make sure no one was listening, Key regarded his best friend with softer eyes. "Just tell him already."
JongHyun cringed slightly, wondering to himself if maybe his little crush was obvious. "It's not a little crush, JongHyun. You're freaking in love with him," Key rolled his eyes. Or maybe he had voiced that thought outloud.
"You know how oblivious Taemin is, Jjong. He's never going to get it unless you straight out tell him," Key sighed, picking at invisible lint on his clothes. JongHyun chucked a hair spray bottle at his friend before slumping down in his seat.
"At this rate, you'll die a single man. A lonely, miserable, single man," Key continued, gazing at his reflection adoringly. JongHyun raised an eyebrow. "Well then, that'll make two of us," he retorted.
Key's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Excuse me?"
"I don't see you getting any from Onew hyung. Actually, if I'm not mistaken, our resident diva has yet to say anything to leader-shi," JongHyun leered. Key hissed before turning around to search the room. Finding his target, Key marched over to him.
"Onew hyung," Key said, tapping him on the shoulder. Onew visibly shrinked away as he heard Key's annoyed voice.
"Oh..h-h-hey Key...what's-" he began, eyes looking anywhere but on Key's face.
"You. Me. Together. Got that?" Key interrupted. JongHyun had to hold in laughter as he watched his leader fluster before backing into the clothing racks.
"W-w-w-w-w-what?!" Onew shrieked, voice jumping three octaves. Key rolled his eyes again.
"We. Are. An. Item," he emphasized, grasping Onew's shoulders. "One. Dating. Us. Okay? Good." Giving Onew a final pat and a chaste kiss to the cheek, Key flounced back to JongHyun.
"Now who's not getting any?" he beamed, eyes sparkling happily. JongHyun snorted.
"Aww, Key hyung and Onew hyung are dating now?" Taemin bounced over, eyes alighting in joy. For the second time that day, JongHyun found himself struggling to breathe.
"That's so sweet," Taemin gushed. Key gave JongHyun a pointed look before addressing the magnae.
"Don't you like someone, Taemin?" he asked nonchalantly. The boy blushed before looking away.
"Yeah...but I don't think that person would ever like me back," he muttered, eyes sadly glancing around the room. He quickly pasted a bright smile on his face and swung an arm around JongHyun. "But it's okay because I've got you guys. Right, JongHyun hyung?"
Taemin gave JongHyun a quick hug before bouncing away. Key chuckled evily as he tossed JongHyun a napkin.
"Your nose is bleeding, oh Romeo."
========="Now, do the SHINee members have any ideal lovers?" the MC asked. "Taemin-shi first?"
"I like Emma Watson," Taemin smiled, cheeks flushing to a pretty pink as his eyes wandered around in an embarassed manner. The audience and star members cooed at his adorable actions, while noonas across the nation wailed in despair.
JongHyun felt his heart sink and his smile tug down at the corners. Idiot. He would never like you, he thought. JongHyun listened with drooping shoulders as Taemin sent his ideal girl a video message.
She's on the other side of the freaking world. What the heck?! I bet she wouldn't even listen to Taemin's message. JongHyun angrily reasoned, arms crossing involuntarily.
"Smile," someone hissed at him. He turned slightly to see Key glaring at him.
"What?" JongHyun hissed back. Key quickly flashed a fake smile at the camera before addressing his friend again.
"You look like a constipated dinosaur. Freaking smile!"
Thank God the MC was busy interviewing Minho. He completely missed JongHyun smack Key across the head as Onew fell out of his seat in shock.
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"What's so great about Emma Watson anyways?" JongHyun pouted, pulling up an image of the Harry Potter star on Daum. He scowled at his laptop's screen, willing the picture to explode right before his face.
Onew carefully glanced into the room, checking its occupants before quickly walking in. He paused in front of the couch and attempted to hide himself behind it.
"Hey hyung," JongHyun called out. "What do you think Emma Watson has that I don't?"
Onew paused in his actions, pondering the question. "Well....she's blonde...." he replied slowly.
JongHyun swiveled around to regard the laptop screen again. Hyung has a point, he realized, fingering his shockingly non-blonde hair.
"Um...JongHyun?" Onew hesitantly asked. JongHyun turned to see his leader squished behind the couch, a sheepish grin plastered across his face.
"Hyung, what are you doing there?" JongHyun asked, unmoving.
"Well...um...you see, Key was...he thinks we're dating...and...I was...he...he attacked me and....I tried to find a hiding spot..." Onew began.
"Say no more, hyung. I completely understand," JongHyun said, walking over to grasp his hyung's arm. He tugged a few times before managing to pull out Onew, only to find himself in an awkward situation where his leader was lying on top of him.
"Oh God. How much do you weigh hyung?" JongHyun complained, grabbing his hyung's arms to push him off.
"Uh....." Onew replied intelligently.
"Jjong, have you seen Onew hyung?" Key asked, poking his head into the room. His eyes landed on Onew sprawled over JongHyun, faces barely centimeters apart, body limbs tangled around each other.
SHINee's manager nearly had a heart attack that night when he got the call that there was a police squad outside SHINee's apartment. Apparently, the neighbors downstairs had dialed 119 after hearing screams of bloody murder for three straight hours.
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"All right. So this next album's all about sexy, huh?" the stylist asked JongHyun, picking up a few dangerous hair tools.
"Um...well, we're supposed to show that we've matured," JongHyun answered, eyeing the heavy metal pins the stylist held.
"Right," the stylist snorted. "What are you guys, like fifteen?"
"Nineteen," JongHyun replied, clearly affronted. The stylist rolled her eyes before flicking her hair. JongHyun was vaguely reminded of Key.
"Could you change my hair colour?" JongHyun quickly asked. The stylist paused before regarding the singer.
"Like what, red? Sorry, but your diva friend over there has already got that covered," she replied, looking pointedly at Key. JongHyun pulled out a picture from his pocket and handed it to the stylist.
"No, not red. Something more like blonde. Actually, could you make it the same colour as the picture?" he asked hopefully, eyes on full puppy mode. There was a brief silence as the stylist gazed at the picture. She threw JongHyun an incredulous look.
"You want to look like Emma Watson," she said in disbelief. "JongHyun, honey, do you realize that you're a male?"
"I know that! I just wanted the same hair colour!" he responded angrily, receiving a few looks from his other members. Lowering his voice, he continued. "You know...blonde. Make me blonde. Please."
She studied him for a few more minutes before sighing. "Might as well try. Heck, it can't get worse than Key's hair last time...God, I want to forget that hideous orange colour," she shivered at the memory.
The stylist began pulling out dyes and pins, and was in the process of clipping JongHyun's hair for dying when she suddenly paused. "Um, JongHyun..." she said slowly. "You do realize that you're missing like a huge chunk of hair back here?"
JongHyun sighed, nodding. "Onew hyung's missing some too."
"May I ask why?"
JongHyun merely pointed over at Key. The stylist quickly nodded in comprehension before continuing her work.
"Word of advice, JongHyun," she said. "Never mess with another guy's man, even on accident."
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"Whoa," Key said, fingering JongHyun's hair.
"Blonde...." Onew mumbled.
"........" Minho added.
"It's definitely different," Key continued, gaze lingering on his friend's hair. He took in the crimped brown cut, tossed around stylishly before ending with blonde highlights on the front, bangs swept lightly across his round eyes.
"I approve," he smiled. Both JongHyun and the stylist visibly sighed in relief.
"Now..is there a certain reason why your hair is blonde?" Key smirked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Hyung!" Taemin called out, bounding over. JongHyun swore his stomach flipped and his lungs constricted as he watched Taemin approach them with a bright smile, eyes alighting in wonder.
"Your hair...." he breathed, taking in his hyung's transformation. The cut effectively outlined JongHyun's sharp face, bringing out his defined jawline and strong nose for a manly, charismatic appeal. However, this masculine appearance was lightened by puppy eyes and pouty lips, curving into a small smile as he witnessed the magnae's admiration.
"Like it?" he whispered shyly. Taemin gazed at his hyung for a few more minutes before shaking his head.
"Not really," he responded, shrugging his shoulders. JongHyun gaped in shock. Minho quickly pulled away Key (from killing the magnae and regretting it later) and Onew (from doing something fail-related, as that was expected.)
"But...you...Harry Potter...what....why?" JongHyun whimpered, lips trembling ever so slightly. There was a beat of silence as Taemin searched for an answer.
"You're too hot, hyung," Taemin finally replied, blushing slightly. "If you look that good, then all the fan girls will fall for you...and...then I can't have you to myself." His eyes fell to the floor, hair covering his face.
JongHyun's mind momentarily froze as he tried to comprehend the magnae's words.
"Did you...are you saying you like me, Taemin?" JongHyun attempted. He tilted Taemin's chin, forcing the magnae's eyes to meet his own.
Taemin gazed at his hyung for a few moments longer before pressing his lips lightly against JongHyun's own chapped ones. His heart sped up as JongHyun revelled in the sensation, closing his eyes and deepening the kiss. All sounds and awareness escaped his mind as bright colours of red and silver, gold and green, purple and pink, exploded in his head. As they both pulled away gasping for air, JongHyun placed trembling hands on Taemin's face, cupping those delicate, soft cheeks.
"Is this because my hair is blonde now?" he murmured, running his thumb against smooth skin. Taemin let out a beautiful chuckle before pulling him in for another kiss.
"No. But it helps."
Pairing: Hyunmin, Onkey
Rating: PG
Dislcaimer: My story. The end.
Dedication: To Inucrazzes. I pray your hand will feel better soon~
Comments: This might be a little crack-headed because I think mine and my mother's champagne classes were switched by accident, so I think I'm a little tipsy right now. I'm getting ready for a massive hangover tomorrow morning...
JongHyun remembers it like yesterday. They were in the dressing rooms, getting ready to film an episode of Star Golden Bell, when Taemin flashed him that irresistably sweet smile. It made JongHyun stop breathing for a minute, his heart skipping over a vital beat, but still pumping enough blood to bring out a rosy red to his cheeks. Laughing nervously, JongHyun ruffled the mangae's hair with slightly trembling hands before turning to the stylist noona.
"You are pathetic," Key smirked as he glanced at JongHyun. Checking around to make sure no one was listening, Key regarded his best friend with softer eyes. "Just tell him already."
JongHyun cringed slightly, wondering to himself if maybe his little crush was obvious. "It's not a little crush, JongHyun. You're freaking in love with him," Key rolled his eyes. Or maybe he had voiced that thought outloud.
"You know how oblivious Taemin is, Jjong. He's never going to get it unless you straight out tell him," Key sighed, picking at invisible lint on his clothes. JongHyun chucked a hair spray bottle at his friend before slumping down in his seat.
"At this rate, you'll die a single man. A lonely, miserable, single man," Key continued, gazing at his reflection adoringly. JongHyun raised an eyebrow. "Well then, that'll make two of us," he retorted.
Key's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Excuse me?"
"I don't see you getting any from Onew hyung. Actually, if I'm not mistaken, our resident diva has yet to say anything to leader-shi," JongHyun leered. Key hissed before turning around to search the room. Finding his target, Key marched over to him.
"Onew hyung," Key said, tapping him on the shoulder. Onew visibly shrinked away as he heard Key's annoyed voice.
"Oh..h-h-hey Key...what's-" he began, eyes looking anywhere but on Key's face.
"You. Me. Together. Got that?" Key interrupted. JongHyun had to hold in laughter as he watched his leader fluster before backing into the clothing racks.
"W-w-w-w-w-what?!" Onew shrieked, voice jumping three octaves. Key rolled his eyes again.
"We. Are. An. Item," he emphasized, grasping Onew's shoulders. "One. Dating. Us. Okay? Good." Giving Onew a final pat and a chaste kiss to the cheek, Key flounced back to JongHyun.
"Now who's not getting any?" he beamed, eyes sparkling happily. JongHyun snorted.
"Aww, Key hyung and Onew hyung are dating now?" Taemin bounced over, eyes alighting in joy. For the second time that day, JongHyun found himself struggling to breathe.
"That's so sweet," Taemin gushed. Key gave JongHyun a pointed look before addressing the magnae.
"Don't you like someone, Taemin?" he asked nonchalantly. The boy blushed before looking away.
"Yeah...but I don't think that person would ever like me back," he muttered, eyes sadly glancing around the room. He quickly pasted a bright smile on his face and swung an arm around JongHyun. "But it's okay because I've got you guys. Right, JongHyun hyung?"
Taemin gave JongHyun a quick hug before bouncing away. Key chuckled evily as he tossed JongHyun a napkin.
"Your nose is bleeding, oh Romeo."
========="Now, do the SHINee members have any ideal lovers?" the MC asked. "Taemin-shi first?"
"I like Emma Watson," Taemin smiled, cheeks flushing to a pretty pink as his eyes wandered around in an embarassed manner. The audience and star members cooed at his adorable actions, while noonas across the nation wailed in despair.
JongHyun felt his heart sink and his smile tug down at the corners. Idiot. He would never like you, he thought. JongHyun listened with drooping shoulders as Taemin sent his ideal girl a video message.
She's on the other side of the freaking world. What the heck?! I bet she wouldn't even listen to Taemin's message. JongHyun angrily reasoned, arms crossing involuntarily.
"Smile," someone hissed at him. He turned slightly to see Key glaring at him.
"What?" JongHyun hissed back. Key quickly flashed a fake smile at the camera before addressing his friend again.
"You look like a constipated dinosaur. Freaking smile!"
Thank God the MC was busy interviewing Minho. He completely missed JongHyun smack Key across the head as Onew fell out of his seat in shock.
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"What's so great about Emma Watson anyways?" JongHyun pouted, pulling up an image of the Harry Potter star on Daum. He scowled at his laptop's screen, willing the picture to explode right before his face.
Onew carefully glanced into the room, checking its occupants before quickly walking in. He paused in front of the couch and attempted to hide himself behind it.
"Hey hyung," JongHyun called out. "What do you think Emma Watson has that I don't?"
Onew paused in his actions, pondering the question. "Well....she's blonde...." he replied slowly.
JongHyun swiveled around to regard the laptop screen again. Hyung has a point, he realized, fingering his shockingly non-blonde hair.
"Um...JongHyun?" Onew hesitantly asked. JongHyun turned to see his leader squished behind the couch, a sheepish grin plastered across his face.
"Hyung, what are you doing there?" JongHyun asked, unmoving.
"Well...um...you see, Key was...he thinks we're dating...and...I was...he...he attacked me and....I tried to find a hiding spot..." Onew began.
"Say no more, hyung. I completely understand," JongHyun said, walking over to grasp his hyung's arm. He tugged a few times before managing to pull out Onew, only to find himself in an awkward situation where his leader was lying on top of him.
"Oh God. How much do you weigh hyung?" JongHyun complained, grabbing his hyung's arms to push him off.
"Uh....." Onew replied intelligently.
"Jjong, have you seen Onew hyung?" Key asked, poking his head into the room. His eyes landed on Onew sprawled over JongHyun, faces barely centimeters apart, body limbs tangled around each other.
SHINee's manager nearly had a heart attack that night when he got the call that there was a police squad outside SHINee's apartment. Apparently, the neighbors downstairs had dialed 119 after hearing screams of bloody murder for three straight hours.
=========
"All right. So this next album's all about sexy, huh?" the stylist asked JongHyun, picking up a few dangerous hair tools.
"Um...well, we're supposed to show that we've matured," JongHyun answered, eyeing the heavy metal pins the stylist held.
"Right," the stylist snorted. "What are you guys, like fifteen?"
"Nineteen," JongHyun replied, clearly affronted. The stylist rolled her eyes before flicking her hair. JongHyun was vaguely reminded of Key.
"Could you change my hair colour?" JongHyun quickly asked. The stylist paused before regarding the singer.
"Like what, red? Sorry, but your diva friend over there has already got that covered," she replied, looking pointedly at Key. JongHyun pulled out a picture from his pocket and handed it to the stylist.
"No, not red. Something more like blonde. Actually, could you make it the same colour as the picture?" he asked hopefully, eyes on full puppy mode. There was a brief silence as the stylist gazed at the picture. She threw JongHyun an incredulous look.
"You want to look like Emma Watson," she said in disbelief. "JongHyun, honey, do you realize that you're a male?"
"I know that! I just wanted the same hair colour!" he responded angrily, receiving a few looks from his other members. Lowering his voice, he continued. "You know...blonde. Make me blonde. Please."
She studied him for a few more minutes before sighing. "Might as well try. Heck, it can't get worse than Key's hair last time...God, I want to forget that hideous orange colour," she shivered at the memory.
The stylist began pulling out dyes and pins, and was in the process of clipping JongHyun's hair for dying when she suddenly paused. "Um, JongHyun..." she said slowly. "You do realize that you're missing like a huge chunk of hair back here?"
JongHyun sighed, nodding. "Onew hyung's missing some too."
"May I ask why?"
JongHyun merely pointed over at Key. The stylist quickly nodded in comprehension before continuing her work.
"Word of advice, JongHyun," she said. "Never mess with another guy's man, even on accident."
=========
"Whoa," Key said, fingering JongHyun's hair.
"Blonde...." Onew mumbled.
"........" Minho added.
"It's definitely different," Key continued, gaze lingering on his friend's hair. He took in the crimped brown cut, tossed around stylishly before ending with blonde highlights on the front, bangs swept lightly across his round eyes.
"I approve," he smiled. Both JongHyun and the stylist visibly sighed in relief.
"Now..is there a certain reason why your hair is blonde?" Key smirked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Hyung!" Taemin called out, bounding over. JongHyun swore his stomach flipped and his lungs constricted as he watched Taemin approach them with a bright smile, eyes alighting in wonder.
"Your hair...." he breathed, taking in his hyung's transformation. The cut effectively outlined JongHyun's sharp face, bringing out his defined jawline and strong nose for a manly, charismatic appeal. However, this masculine appearance was lightened by puppy eyes and pouty lips, curving into a small smile as he witnessed the magnae's admiration.
"Like it?" he whispered shyly. Taemin gazed at his hyung for a few more minutes before shaking his head.
"Not really," he responded, shrugging his shoulders. JongHyun gaped in shock. Minho quickly pulled away Key (from killing the magnae and regretting it later) and Onew (from doing something fail-related, as that was expected.)
"But...you...Harry Potter...what....why?" JongHyun whimpered, lips trembling ever so slightly. There was a beat of silence as Taemin searched for an answer.
"You're too hot, hyung," Taemin finally replied, blushing slightly. "If you look that good, then all the fan girls will fall for you...and...then I can't have you to myself." His eyes fell to the floor, hair covering his face.
JongHyun's mind momentarily froze as he tried to comprehend the magnae's words.
"Did you...are you saying you like me, Taemin?" JongHyun attempted. He tilted Taemin's chin, forcing the magnae's eyes to meet his own.
Taemin gazed at his hyung for a few moments longer before pressing his lips lightly against JongHyun's own chapped ones. His heart sped up as JongHyun revelled in the sensation, closing his eyes and deepening the kiss. All sounds and awareness escaped his mind as bright colours of red and silver, gold and green, purple and pink, exploded in his head. As they both pulled away gasping for air, JongHyun placed trembling hands on Taemin's face, cupping those delicate, soft cheeks.
"Is this because my hair is blonde now?" he murmured, running his thumb against smooth skin. Taemin let out a beautiful chuckle before pulling him in for another kiss.
"No. But it helps."