Teach Me How to Dance 9/11

[yokomya]

“Are you sure you're ok?”

Amber stares at Jonghyun with curious eyes. “Why do you seem so nonhappy today?”

“That's not a word,” Jonghyun says and stretches his arms out. He smiles at Taemin who's quietly watching the conversation. Amber exhales sharply, “did you hit it off with some preppy girl in the lobby?”

“Nope.”

“Someone in our dance crew?”

“What? Definitely no and I don't get what you mean because I am happy,” Jonghyun says and stretches back until his shirt rises, revealing a toned stomach. Taemin blushes as he stands back up and faces Amber. “Ignoring your interrogations, I have news. I'm getting pretty good at this dancing thing.”

She raises an eyebrow, “Oh? Why don't you prove it?”

“Easy,” he says and steps back. The second Jonghyun starts to dance, Taemin is mesmerized. He could tell that Jonghyun's been working out because his body was more firm. It occurs to Taemin that Jonghyun was becoming more mature, he wasn't the perverted child he was a few years ago. His heart begins to thump loudly and he feels like he's going to throw up because his stomach twists in to a thousand knots.

“Wow,” Amber says for both of them. She runs a hand through her messy hair, “you got some skills for once!”

Jonghyun smiles and turns to Taemin who's still too stunned to speak. “Min? Was it ok?”

It was only the most fucking hot thing I've ever seen from the most beautiful person I know, Taemin thinks and stands up. “It was great, Jjong. I'll be right back,” he trails off and runs to the restroom.

“I hope Taemin's ok, I thought he got over his cold last week?” Amber asks and Jonghyun nods. It's been three weeks since they got back from the mountain trip and although they didn't go to the competition like Onew wanted, at least they had fun.

“Kibum teaching you well, eh?” Amber winks and Jonghyun frowns.

“I guess so but he's been. . . Busy.”

“Bummer,” Amber says and slings her bag over her shoulder. “Catch you later hyung.”

Jonghyun nods and unlaces his shoes. As he changes in to another pair he sighs. When they first got back Kibum agreed to train him more but out of nowhere he started blowing him off. He told him he had exams to study for or he had to go to dinner with his parents or something lame like that. It was ok at first but eventually, Jonghyun didn't bother asking him if they could practice after school. He knew Kibum was avoiding him but he didn't know why.

'Right when you were starting to like me. . . “ he mumbles and lays down, his back touching the cold polished floor. He stares at the blank ceiling with tired eyes. Memories of all those girls he used to date seemed so blurry. . . So forgettable. He couldn't remember ever feeling happy with any of them or even close to it. Of course there was romance but it was so shallow and one sided. Jonghyun never really felt as happy to be with those girls as they did to be with him. . . As many girls that confessed to him, he never confessed back. His friends always tell him he's lucky for finding love so many times but the truth was. . . He didn't know what love was.

“Jonghyun?”

Jonghyun opens his eyes to see Taemin's face hovering over him.

“Why are you laying on the floor? It's dirty,” Taemin asks and Jonghyun squints his eyes.

“Because I like it, what are you gonna do about it?”

“Kill you.”

“But then I'll haunt you in the afterlife.”

“I'll get some anti demon charms from Siwon, you know he studies biblical stuff.”

“Who the hell said I was going to be a demon?!”

“Oh. So you're going to be an angel? Angel's don't haunt people, dumby.”

“A ghost Taemin! I'm going to be a freaking ghost!” Jonghyun shouts and pulls him on the ground with him.

They wrestle for a good few minutes and Jonghyun's surprised at how much stronger Taemin has gotten. He used to could beat him so easily. It seems like he's going to win but Taemin pins his arms down with a devilish grin. “Beat you.”

“Damn. . . “ he inhales deeply and smiles. “I didn't know you had it in you!”

“Yup, I told you I'm not some five year old.”

They both grin and Jonghyun's face heats up when he notices their position. Taemin's practically sitting on top of him, with the weight of a feather, his hand resting on Jonghyun's thigh.

Jonghyun shoves Taemin away and jumps up. He feels a sudden anger because he's never thought of Taemin as something other than a little brother. Taemin rubs his shoulder, “that hurt Jonghyun what's wrong with you-?”

“Sorry. . . “

What else could he say? He could feel himself getting hard. What the hell- Over Taemin?!

Taemin looks hurt so Jonghyun laughs awkwardly, “I just thought we're not little kids anymore so something like that would look weird if someone were to walk in you know. . . Haha. . . I mean, we should probably stop-”

“Touching each other? Then you might as well tell me to stay away from you or not be your friend anymore Jonghyun,” Taemin says.

Jonghyun shakes his head, “Huh? That's not what I meant Taemin! I just meant people might think that we're-”

“We're what? Together? So what? Who cares if people think that? We were just joking around. . . ”

Jonghyun's words fall, he's never heard Taemin sound so angry before. “You know I don't care what people think about me but I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea about you. . . I care about you Taemin.”

“Liar.”

“What's gotten in to you? Why are you so mad? I'm sorry, ok?” Jonghyun glances around and luckily the studio is empty. He turns to Taemin who looks almost in tears.

“Tell me what's wrong Taemin, I'm serious. I should have asked you long before now,” Jonghyun continues and inches closer to his best friend. The other boy's eyes seem far away now like he's thinking really hard about something. “Min?”

Taemin looks up with cloudy, shining eyes. A tear falls down his cheek, “What do you think about me hyung?”

It's been a while since Jonghyun heard Taemin call him hyung. In a normal situation he would have said “that you're a dumby who cares too much about your weight and you make a hot girl!” but this was no joking matter.

“That you're the coolest guy I know. You're not afraid of anything which is what I really admire about you. I can talk to you about anything and to top it off you're too cute for your own good.” Taemin smiles a little near the end which makes Jonghyun feel more at ease. It was hard to see Taemin break down.

“What else?”

“Um. . . What else? Well. . . I could never ask for a better friend,” Jonghyun responds honestly and pats the other boy's head. He caresses his hair softly and smiles reassuringly.

Taemin turns pink, “Friend. . ?”

A loud bang causes them both to jump. They turn their heads to see someone with a sucker in his mouth waltz in. “Hey Taemin I need to talk to you,” he says, his eyes shifting to Jonghyun. “Oh hey Jonghyun. Mind if I borrow him?” The last part was more like I'm going to borrow him, 'k?

Minho's eyes stay on Taemin who seems frozen up. Jonghyun glances at Taemin.

“Actually Taemin and I were discussing something so. . . “

“So what? I really need to talk to him, I'm trying to ask politely. May I borrow him?”

Taemin steps in front of Jonghyun, “Since Jonghyun's a nice guy, he won't tell you to leave so I will. Get the hell out of here Minho. I don't want to talk to you, haven't you noticed? I already told you I didn't want you around me anymore so take a hint. Come on Jonghyun,” Taemin grabs Jonghyun's hand and leads him pass Minho who turns in surprise.

“Taemin..... Taemin I need to talk to you, now.”

Taemin walks faster and Minho steps in front of the door. “Please,” he hisses, “You don't answer my calls or emails and you won't even make eye contact with me at school what am I supposed to do? Just give me five minutes.”

Minho's eyes flicker to Taemin's hand locked with Jonghyun's and then flash to Jonghyun's eyes.

“Are you and him. . ?”

“Yeah we are,” Taemin answers, tugging Jonghyun who isn't sure what he's supposed to do. He realizes that this Minho guy isn't just an acquaintance of Taemin like he thought. Minho clenches his fist against the door panel and jerks Taemin's jacket, pulling him away from Jonghyun. “Five minutes,” he whispers to the younger boy against his ear. He can feel Taemin tense up against his breath and he knows he's breaking his wall down again. Just like always, the boy was so easy to control.

But he was wrong. Taemin shoves him away and runs out the door. A sharp pain erupts inside of Minho that he's not familiar with. Minho's eyes grow tiny and confused, his pride shooting in to the ground. “Hey,” Jonghyun says, “what did you do to him?”

Minho shrugs and brushes his leather jacket off where Taemin shoved him, “nothing. I just need to tell him something, don't worry about it. By the way, you're not actually his boyfriend right? I can tell when Taemin's lying. He gets that jiggle in his eyes and he bites his lip when he's lying. Don't bother answering me.”

Minho turns to leave but Jonghyun's voice stops him, “Then you're wrong. Taemin wasn't lying.”

Minho stops mid step and slowly turns around, “What the hell did you say?”

“You heard me. Stay away from him, he obviously wants nothing to do with you.”

“You little bastard, you don't know what he wants. Don't screw with me,” Minho growls with a smirk. “Taemin belongs to me and there's no way I'm letting some loser like you take him.”

“Loser? Who's the real loser here? I don't think I'm the one running after someone who doesn't love me-” Jonghyun stops when he realizes he was running after someone who didn't love him. Of course it wasn't Taemin but he was still just as much of a loser as Minho. Why was he spouting all of these lies? It was to protect Taemin. . . That's all just to keep this guy away from him. There was something dangerous about him.

“Me chasing after him? Hahahaha!”

Jonghyun's jaw tenses up at the ringing of the others laugh. “What did you do to him?”

Minho's laugh quiets down and he steps closer to Jonghyun, making there height difference more apparent. “Let's just say, you don't know half the Taemin I do. He's not the innocent little boy you think he is. Taemin doesn't belong with someone like you, someone who holds him back from being himself. Do you know anything about his family? Did you know his mom used to make him watch porn when he was a child? She used to bring home men and let them 'play' with him. How about his dad? Did you know he only comes around once a month for money and a one night stand with mom? How about that I'm not the only guy Taemin's fucked?”

As each word bangs in to Jonghyun's skull, a little piece of his heart dies. “You're. . .”

He wanted to say “lying” but as much as he wanted to believe those words were lies they sounded so real. He felt himself begin to shake. Taemin went through all of this? Taemin was hurting this much?!

“So it's true. . ?” he asks with wide eyes and a sliver of hope that Minho will laugh and say “learn to take a joke man!” but he doesn't.

“Go ask him yourself.”

Jonghyun's never ran so fast in his life.

-

Onew scans over his English notes, his brain starting to smoke. “Why is English so hard?! What the crap is an 'article'?! Aish, they have too many words. . .

He bumps in to someone causing papers to fly everywhere. The guy bows in apology and helps him pick his notes up.

“It's fine,” Onew sighs and grabs the stack from the boy. He looks up and Kibum's ghostly face greets him.

“Yo.”

Kibum meets his eyes and smiles dumbly, “Oh sorry Onew I didn't notice it was you.”

Onew shrugs, “what are you doing? Practice is over.”

Kibum glances around and searches for the words to say, “Err I was just cleaning up and doing a little overtime practice! That's all!”

“Um, okay then. I'll see you tomorrow. . ?”

“Bye Onew! See you! Have a good day and stuff!” Kibum shouts and shoves open the heavy doors to outside open, disappearing. Onew nods and puts his papers away. He runs a hand through his sweaty hair and gets ready to lock up.

“Man what a day- EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH?!”

He snaps around in the direction Kibum was just standing. Kibum sounded cheerful?! He sounded passionate, ecstatic, happy?! What just happened? Was he seeing things or hearing things or what-?

“Excuse me,” a dull voice said from behind him. He moved and noticed the guy smoking.

“Oh hell nah- not in my house. You better put that out! I don't know what's wrong with you- trying to seem tough or something? how old are you? Sixteen? Younger? Get that out of my face before I slap a bitch.”

The guy looked astound as Onew snatched the cancer stick out of his hand, blew it out, and trashed it. “Damn kids. . . “ he murmured and left.

Minho stared down at his empty hand in confusion. He knew Onew was weird but he never met someone that weird. It was the first time someone snatched something out of his hand before. Nobody dared to take something from him. Minho sighed, he was too tired to run after the guy. It was only a matter of hours before he would climb through Taemin's window so he didn't need any distractions.

-

Jonghyun called Taemin over and over but no answer. He already checked his house and nobody answered the door. He couldn't believe what a jerk he's been. How could he not know all these things about Taemin? Why didn't his best friend tell him? Then again it's not something you just bring up in an everyday conversation. . .

He sighs and tries to think of places Taemin would go to. Nothing.

“Dammit! I can't think straight! Aish!”

He practically pulls his hair out when a pale face catches his attention. It's Key walking. . . In his direction. . . Jonghyun stares quietly unable to speak. Why was he getting nervous at a time like this? Taemin needed him not Key. As he turns to leave a soft voice catches him.

“Ah- Jonghyun. . . “

Not now- Not now- Just run! Just run Jonghyun! Talk to him later, you have more important things on your mind!

“Sorry Key I gotta go-”

“What's wrong?” the other boy asks, his eyes full of concern. Jonghyun opens his mouth but Kibum beats him to it, “If it's about Taemin. . . I saw him earlier. . . “

“Eh?! How did you- Never mind that! Where? Where is he?!” Jonghyun grabs Key's shoulders harshly. The warm night breeze passes by, attempting to calm Jonghyun's nerves.

“The library, he was alone,” Key answers in that same quiet voice. There's a hint of sadness that Jonghyun misses as he lets the other go. “Thanks, I owe you one!”

This is your last chance to bring it up Key, just do it! Before he runs after Taemin. . . Do it before they get serious with each other! But what if they're already serious? You've been avoiding him all this time because you're embarrassed so go for it! You're gonna lose him, hurry!

Key closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath before turning around and shouting, “Jonghyun the cafe- we never went to. . .  “

A few leaves blow across the empty street, Key's words blowing with them. The world around him starts to grow cold and dark as the scene he witnessed earlier pops up in his memory.

“By the way, you're not actually his boyfriend right? I can tell when Taemin's lying. He gets that jiggle in his eyes and he bites his lip when he's lying. Don't bother answering me.”

Kibum listens silently, the mission of cleaning the windows forgotten. He couldn't believe Jonghyun and Taemin were. . . Dating? It wasn't true, was it? Minho turns to leave but Jonghyun steps forward, “Then you're wrong. Taemin wasn't lying.”

Kibum's eyes widen, he drops the dust cloth. Luckily it didn't make noise. Minho stops mid step and slowly turns around, “What the hell did you say?”

“You heard me. Stay away from him, he obviously wants nothing to do with you.”

That's when he couldn't take it anymore, he slowly slipped back out. Being quiet was what he was best at.

Kibum kicks some pebbles with a pout. Why am I so worked up over Jonghyun? I've never been this way around someone. I guess it's because he notices me but then again so does Onew. Ah well, I'll just leave him alone.

He smiles halfheartedly to himself and pushes all memories of Jonghyun out of his mind.

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a/n: I'm soooo sorry this took forever >O<
With Christmas and exams I just didn't have much time~ Plus I've been watching a few anime's~
Clannad is AMAZING! You will NOT regret watching it unless you can't handle crying a lot xD
Shinrei Tantei Yakumo is awesome too, I love the music (>^W^)>
I 'm also starting another fiction which I might post today~ :D
thank you for reading! Please comment ^___^ ♥