Yes, My Master (2/?)
Title: Yes, My Master (2/?)
Author : Ahra
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Rating: PG (this may go higher)
Warning: may contain errors. idk in grammar a.k.a unbeta-ed.
Summary: Choi Minho - the sexiest, smartest, richest guy in universe. Unbeatable in the school grade and currently leading a top company under his father's name. He becomes the stupidest whenever he is with his intelligent personal assistant, Lee Taemin, who always carries a paperfan to hit Minho as the solution. Beyond genius strategies that created by those two have suprised lot of people. Yes. Perfect combination in work, life, and perhaps, love.
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" Shit.."
Minho and Taemin just got back from the company which Taecyon was actually under it. Minho managed to threaten Taecyon by showing an accurate calculation of Taecyon's debt of Choi Company. Minho even showed a roster of witnesses whom saw Taecyon's crime. Minho proved himself as a genius young president who was able to leak Taecyon's secrets within an hour. So Minho finally fired Taecyon after intimidating him to not do something stupid anymore if he wanted his life safe. and yes, Taecyon did it.
and now Minho jerked himself onto bed so he hit the pillow. Taemin closed Minho's door calmly. He picked up Minho's vest and hung it on a hanger. He sat himself beside Minho. The older one was whining wearily and his neck felt like almost broken. He rolled aside causing the silky bedsheet a bit messy. Taemin chuckled as he crawled closer to Minho. Minho glanced to the younger whom was smiling widely above him. Taemin turned Minho's face to him and he flicked his young master's forehead. Minho winced.
" my Godness Taemin what are you doing?"
" Nothing," Taemin replied innocently, " Just made you to stop whining like a little kid."
" Me? A little kid?"
Taemin nodded naively as Minho snorted. The personal assistant didn't realize Minho's smirk afterward. Suddenly in split second, Taemin got pulled by a muscular arms and easily flipped him so he was beneath Minho. Taemin gasped when he inhaled his young master's scent as he leaned down closer to him.
" If i was a kid," Minho teased, " and how about you, baby."
Minho's action caused a familiar heat playing with Taemin's face. The younger blushed and Minho grinned in triumph. Not wanting to accept the older's teasing, Taemin pulled up himself and cupped Minho's neck, making the young master jolted and he flinched back. The personal assistant smiled.
" I win."
As Taemin's gigles soon could be heard, Minho sniffled. His face was totally red and hot. His heart was thumping crazily and it wasn't a first time he felt like this. Though the younger's gigles sounded like a music to his ears, Minho could not hide his annoyance when he lost to his assistant. Minho pouted.
" How could you."
" I would not be called as your Personal Assistant for nothing, Young Master," he laughed.
--
Seven years ago, Minho wasn't as cheerful as now.
Back then Lee Taemin who got interest from Minho's father, unexpectedly hired to be one of workers in Choi's Residence. At first, Minho's father wanted him to be an usual maid just like others.
But then..
" My promise is to be with you, Young Master."
On the backyard of Choi's Residence, he witnessed the two, hooking their pinkies.
The as lonely as Young Master Minho, for the first time, smiled.
--
It was still an usual morning. The sun was shining brightly and the ray was almost blinding eyes. The students of Kyunghee Highschool, one of prestigious schools, were walking by with the chatter as the background.
Soon enough, a rolls royce arrived right in front of school's building. All of girls's movement was stopped as they saw a supermodel-alike figure stepped off of his car, followed by a cute blonde boy behind him. Their breathe was soon caught off guard when the figure walked down to the path of school. His short haircut with long robe which was hiding the uniform underneath briefly attracted the girls.
Lee Taemin glanced little to the girls whom screamed seeing his young master. Taemin grimanced realizing Minho tried to hold back his anger after getting surrounded by tons of fans. His chin was stuck down into air as he grumbled silently. Taemin hid his laughter as he quickened his pace.
" Well, well. Look at this prince."
A diva tone suddenly was aired. Both stopped their feet and turned back. The owner of sharp jawline and cat-eyes was standing three meters away. He looks uniquely beautiful and he got divaness surrounded him.
" Key," Minho snuffled.
" Hi there, young master," Key teased as he walked toward Minho, " how have you been. and, oh, hi, Taemin-ah."
His voice went softer as he saw Minho's personal assistant standing quietly behind. Key who always been Taemin's mother-like, was Minho's one and only friend. He was the second person who bravely approached Minho's coldness back then after Taemin. So Taemin had known Key for a long time and he figured out Key was suprisingly (or obviously) unbeatable.
All whispers and chatters soon uproared when two famous guys talked together. Yes, Key was well known as prettiest boy when Minho was coolest boy. Not forget to mention Taemin - since he was cutest and most beautiful personal assistant ever. As three of them were up together, crowdness was the only explanation of their popularity.
Key, being one of richiest families in Asia and the only child as he is, has been grown up as almighty as ever. His attitude is rather bitchy but loveable, and he likes Taemin so much due to his cuteness and considers him as his baby.
" As usual," Minho replied, " I'm tired."
Taemin could see Minho's faint circles and his weariness worrying Taemin lot. Minho had lack of sleep lately and restless. His work as young president (though he was still under his father) consumed his rest-time and Minho still had lot of works to do. Top of all, Minho needed to finish it tonight.
" Another work left, young master."
Minho inhaled deep breathe. " Why, yes. Why don't we do it soon after reaching home?"
Poor his young master. His endless work tightened his time. Taemin nodded as he thought, perhaps he could make Minho some cups of rose tea later.
" Taemin-ah!"
A bright and happy voice now replaced Min-Key's conversation. They turned their heads as they saw a guy in spectacles and brownish hair running toward Taemin. His smile looked so naive and calmed everyone.
" Jinki-hyung!" Taemin smiled widely as Jinki approached him and high-fived. " Yo! How's your day?"
" Not that.. bad. Really," Taemin laughed. He became friends with Jinki since Taemin entered this highschool year ago. Jinki was his senior and he was on the same grade with Minho and Key. Being the smartest and rich student as he is, he often lends help to Taemin so eventually they get closer. Taemin considers Jinki as his hyung and so does Jinki.
Lee Jinki put his hand on Taemin's shoulder as he crashed Taemin's back to his chest. " How about studying together again? We don't have much time together lately."
Taemin sniffled. " Gotta love it. Tomorrow, how it sounds like? You need to teach me some maths which have been driving me insane."
" Cool. It's settled up then," Jinki grinned as he pinched Taemin's cheeks. The younger pouted. " Hyung~"
They both laughed and Taemin leaned back to Jinki's left shoulder mildly. The personal assistant didn't realize upon his young master's death glare.
Choi Minho was snorting heavily as the thought of Taemin having fun with somebody else annoyed him. Quickly, without any warning, he yanked Taemin and pulled the younger boy to his chest. Minho grumped.
" Who is he, Taemin?"
Being close less than one cm was giving spins around Taemin's head. His heart thumped crazily and he choked his spit detecting Minho's warmth and scent.
" My friend, my senior. You both are on the same grade. He helps me much in studying."
Jinki foolishly smiled. He even didn't sense any jealousy burning on Minho's background. " Hi. I heard much about you from Taemin. You're his precious young master right?"
Silence.
Taemin's ears peeked up as he heard 'precious' word merely slipped out innocently from Jinki's unsealed mouth.
One.
Two.
Three.
" PRECIOUS?" Minho's eyes widened three times from the normal big eyes he had. Taemin gritted his teeth and almost passed out. He could not bear the embarassement he carried now. Minho looked Taemin in unbelieveable gaze and Key laughed loud - he had figured out everything between them though both didn't know yet. Taemin hoped the ground opened its hole and swallowed him alive.
The curious Minho elbowed Taemin - still in disbelief. " Is it true, Minnie?"
Minho had never called Taemin with 'Minnie' unless he was fucking happy. Taemin sighed and he turned away, covered his blush.
" True."
Though it was smallest voice Taemin made, Minho's radar-like-ears could hear it clearly. For seconds, Minho could not believe what Taemin just said until he saw the stiff shoulders of Taemin. Minho smirked and he wrapped his arms around Taemin's neck from behind. Minho made a mental note to thank Jinki and he decided to allow Taemin play with Jinki since.. what Jinki had said (yes stupid him for being high because of simple word).
" You're the very best indeed."
Taemin's closed his eyes and he felt his heart thumped softly but quick. Their relationship as young master - assistant was rather more intimate than normally was. But somehow, Taemin was like Minho monopolizing him, and Taemin didn't even bother it.
Though, yes, they didn't realize that the other two named Jinki and Key were glancing each other, and blushed.
--
" MY GOD MINHO DON'T FUCKING FALL ASLEEP ON YOUR DESK!"
BAM.
" AND THIS. YOU NEED TO SIGN THIS FIRST."
SMACK.
" DON'T DROOL DOWNWARD THE PAPERS!"
BAAAAAAAAAAAAMM.
" AAAAAAAAAAARGH."
Minho winced in pain.
" my God, Taemin," Minho whined, " would you please put that deadly paperfan aside? You've been hitting me for seven times already!"
Taemin thrummed his legendary dreadful paperfan onto Minho's expensive wood desk. " Please open your eyes widely and do this quick if you want to go to sleep for real, master," Taemin sighed, " i'm going to get a cup of rose tea again."
Taemin turned his heel toward a small table. He took a cup and a teapot as he poured it calmly.
" Taemin," Minho mumbled, " i'm tired. would you mind to help me?"
" Your remaining work is just signing the papers," Taemin smoothly answered, " and i had helped you by doing some statistics for you. It cuts half of your jobs, right."
Minho puffed his cheeks. His hand still continued signing a pile of papers while nagging.
Taemin frowned, noticing the rose tea powder was running out. He decided to search it at kitchen and he left his young master doing his work alone.
It took thirty minutes until finally Taemin found it. Blame the huge residence of Choi Family. Taemin needed fucking ten minutes to kitchen and he could not ask a help since it was midnight.
Taemin opened Minho's room. " Young master, i'm sorry i - "
His words were stopped when he found his young master fallen asleep. Taemin shurgged and he made a walk toward Minho. His young master already went to his dreamland and his soft purr was heard from his mouth. Taemin carefully gathered the papers so he didn't wake his young master and put it on the floor. Taemin checked the papers one by one and he smiled. His young master had finished his work in no time.
Taemin grabbed a blanket and tucked it on Minho's body. Taemin massaged the broad shoulders tenderly, relaxing the strained muscles.
" You have done a great job, Minho,"
Taemin's breathe tickled his young master's neck. Taemin bent downward Minho's ear and whispered, " You're indeed precious for me, young master."
Taemin held off himself of his young master and patted Minho's back softly. " Good night."
and then, Taemin walked away from Minho's room after turning off the lights, leaving the young master slept alone.
But Taemin didn't realize, his massage was causing his young master to wake up. There was a remaining silence before Minho shrank his face onto his arms and his face was as red as tomato.
" Shit.." Minho murmured as the heat was rising up in his body, " Taemin.."
His heart pounded in steady pace yet fast. Taemin's hot breathe ghosted Minho's ears, not wanting to disappear. This kind of feeling had been stayed for years and never failed to make Minho knocked down.
'You're indeed precious for me, young master.'
Author : Ahra
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Rating: PG (this may go higher)
Warning: may contain errors. idk in grammar a.k.a unbeta-ed.
Summary: Choi Minho - the sexiest, smartest, richest guy in universe. Unbeatable in the school grade and currently leading a top company under his father's name. He becomes the stupidest whenever he is with his intelligent personal assistant, Lee Taemin, who always carries a paperfan to hit Minho as the solution. Beyond genius strategies that created by those two have suprised lot of people. Yes. Perfect combination in work, life, and perhaps, love.
-------------------------------
" Shit.."
Minho and Taemin just got back from the company which Taecyon was actually under it. Minho managed to threaten Taecyon by showing an accurate calculation of Taecyon's debt of Choi Company. Minho even showed a roster of witnesses whom saw Taecyon's crime. Minho proved himself as a genius young president who was able to leak Taecyon's secrets within an hour. So Minho finally fired Taecyon after intimidating him to not do something stupid anymore if he wanted his life safe. and yes, Taecyon did it.
and now Minho jerked himself onto bed so he hit the pillow. Taemin closed Minho's door calmly. He picked up Minho's vest and hung it on a hanger. He sat himself beside Minho. The older one was whining wearily and his neck felt like almost broken. He rolled aside causing the silky bedsheet a bit messy. Taemin chuckled as he crawled closer to Minho. Minho glanced to the younger whom was smiling widely above him. Taemin turned Minho's face to him and he flicked his young master's forehead. Minho winced.
" my Godness Taemin what are you doing?"
" Nothing," Taemin replied innocently, " Just made you to stop whining like a little kid."
" Me? A little kid?"
Taemin nodded naively as Minho snorted. The personal assistant didn't realize Minho's smirk afterward. Suddenly in split second, Taemin got pulled by a muscular arms and easily flipped him so he was beneath Minho. Taemin gasped when he inhaled his young master's scent as he leaned down closer to him.
" If i was a kid," Minho teased, " and how about you, baby."
Minho's action caused a familiar heat playing with Taemin's face. The younger blushed and Minho grinned in triumph. Not wanting to accept the older's teasing, Taemin pulled up himself and cupped Minho's neck, making the young master jolted and he flinched back. The personal assistant smiled.
" I win."
As Taemin's gigles soon could be heard, Minho sniffled. His face was totally red and hot. His heart was thumping crazily and it wasn't a first time he felt like this. Though the younger's gigles sounded like a music to his ears, Minho could not hide his annoyance when he lost to his assistant. Minho pouted.
" How could you."
" I would not be called as your Personal Assistant for nothing, Young Master," he laughed.
--
Seven years ago, Minho wasn't as cheerful as now.
Back then Lee Taemin who got interest from Minho's father, unexpectedly hired to be one of workers in Choi's Residence. At first, Minho's father wanted him to be an usual maid just like others.
But then..
" My promise is to be with you, Young Master."
On the backyard of Choi's Residence, he witnessed the two, hooking their pinkies.
The as lonely as Young Master Minho, for the first time, smiled.
--
It was still an usual morning. The sun was shining brightly and the ray was almost blinding eyes. The students of Kyunghee Highschool, one of prestigious schools, were walking by with the chatter as the background.
Soon enough, a rolls royce arrived right in front of school's building. All of girls's movement was stopped as they saw a supermodel-alike figure stepped off of his car, followed by a cute blonde boy behind him. Their breathe was soon caught off guard when the figure walked down to the path of school. His short haircut with long robe which was hiding the uniform underneath briefly attracted the girls.
Lee Taemin glanced little to the girls whom screamed seeing his young master. Taemin grimanced realizing Minho tried to hold back his anger after getting surrounded by tons of fans. His chin was stuck down into air as he grumbled silently. Taemin hid his laughter as he quickened his pace.
" Well, well. Look at this prince."
A diva tone suddenly was aired. Both stopped their feet and turned back. The owner of sharp jawline and cat-eyes was standing three meters away. He looks uniquely beautiful and he got divaness surrounded him.
" Key," Minho snuffled.
" Hi there, young master," Key teased as he walked toward Minho, " how have you been. and, oh, hi, Taemin-ah."
His voice went softer as he saw Minho's personal assistant standing quietly behind. Key who always been Taemin's mother-like, was Minho's one and only friend. He was the second person who bravely approached Minho's coldness back then after Taemin. So Taemin had known Key for a long time and he figured out Key was suprisingly (or obviously) unbeatable.
All whispers and chatters soon uproared when two famous guys talked together. Yes, Key was well known as prettiest boy when Minho was coolest boy. Not forget to mention Taemin - since he was cutest and most beautiful personal assistant ever. As three of them were up together, crowdness was the only explanation of their popularity.
Key, being one of richiest families in Asia and the only child as he is, has been grown up as almighty as ever. His attitude is rather bitchy but loveable, and he likes Taemin so much due to his cuteness and considers him as his baby.
" As usual," Minho replied, " I'm tired."
Taemin could see Minho's faint circles and his weariness worrying Taemin lot. Minho had lack of sleep lately and restless. His work as young president (though he was still under his father) consumed his rest-time and Minho still had lot of works to do. Top of all, Minho needed to finish it tonight.
" Another work left, young master."
Minho inhaled deep breathe. " Why, yes. Why don't we do it soon after reaching home?"
Poor his young master. His endless work tightened his time. Taemin nodded as he thought, perhaps he could make Minho some cups of rose tea later.
" Taemin-ah!"
A bright and happy voice now replaced Min-Key's conversation. They turned their heads as they saw a guy in spectacles and brownish hair running toward Taemin. His smile looked so naive and calmed everyone.
" Jinki-hyung!" Taemin smiled widely as Jinki approached him and high-fived. " Yo! How's your day?"
" Not that.. bad. Really," Taemin laughed. He became friends with Jinki since Taemin entered this highschool year ago. Jinki was his senior and he was on the same grade with Minho and Key. Being the smartest and rich student as he is, he often lends help to Taemin so eventually they get closer. Taemin considers Jinki as his hyung and so does Jinki.
Lee Jinki put his hand on Taemin's shoulder as he crashed Taemin's back to his chest. " How about studying together again? We don't have much time together lately."
Taemin sniffled. " Gotta love it. Tomorrow, how it sounds like? You need to teach me some maths which have been driving me insane."
" Cool. It's settled up then," Jinki grinned as he pinched Taemin's cheeks. The younger pouted. " Hyung~"
They both laughed and Taemin leaned back to Jinki's left shoulder mildly. The personal assistant didn't realize upon his young master's death glare.
Choi Minho was snorting heavily as the thought of Taemin having fun with somebody else annoyed him. Quickly, without any warning, he yanked Taemin and pulled the younger boy to his chest. Minho grumped.
" Who is he, Taemin?"
Being close less than one cm was giving spins around Taemin's head. His heart thumped crazily and he choked his spit detecting Minho's warmth and scent.
" My friend, my senior. You both are on the same grade. He helps me much in studying."
Jinki foolishly smiled. He even didn't sense any jealousy burning on Minho's background. " Hi. I heard much about you from Taemin. You're his precious young master right?"
Silence.
Taemin's ears peeked up as he heard 'precious' word merely slipped out innocently from Jinki's unsealed mouth.
One.
Two.
Three.
" PRECIOUS?" Minho's eyes widened three times from the normal big eyes he had. Taemin gritted his teeth and almost passed out. He could not bear the embarassement he carried now. Minho looked Taemin in unbelieveable gaze and Key laughed loud - he had figured out everything between them though both didn't know yet. Taemin hoped the ground opened its hole and swallowed him alive.
The curious Minho elbowed Taemin - still in disbelief. " Is it true, Minnie?"
Minho had never called Taemin with 'Minnie' unless he was fucking happy. Taemin sighed and he turned away, covered his blush.
" True."
Though it was smallest voice Taemin made, Minho's radar-like-ears could hear it clearly. For seconds, Minho could not believe what Taemin just said until he saw the stiff shoulders of Taemin. Minho smirked and he wrapped his arms around Taemin's neck from behind. Minho made a mental note to thank Jinki and he decided to allow Taemin play with Jinki since.. what Jinki had said (yes stupid him for being high because of simple word).
" You're the very best indeed."
Taemin's closed his eyes and he felt his heart thumped softly but quick. Their relationship as young master - assistant was rather more intimate than normally was. But somehow, Taemin was like Minho monopolizing him, and Taemin didn't even bother it.
Though, yes, they didn't realize that the other two named Jinki and Key were glancing each other, and blushed.
--
" MY GOD MINHO DON'T FUCKING FALL ASLEEP ON YOUR DESK!"
BAM.
" AND THIS. YOU NEED TO SIGN THIS FIRST."
SMACK.
" DON'T DROOL DOWNWARD THE PAPERS!"
BAAAAAAAAAAAAMM.
" AAAAAAAAAAARGH."
Minho winced in pain.
" my God, Taemin," Minho whined, " would you please put that deadly paperfan aside? You've been hitting me for seven times already!"
Taemin thrummed his legendary dreadful paperfan onto Minho's expensive wood desk. " Please open your eyes widely and do this quick if you want to go to sleep for real, master," Taemin sighed, " i'm going to get a cup of rose tea again."
Taemin turned his heel toward a small table. He took a cup and a teapot as he poured it calmly.
" Taemin," Minho mumbled, " i'm tired. would you mind to help me?"
" Your remaining work is just signing the papers," Taemin smoothly answered, " and i had helped you by doing some statistics for you. It cuts half of your jobs, right."
Minho puffed his cheeks. His hand still continued signing a pile of papers while nagging.
Taemin frowned, noticing the rose tea powder was running out. He decided to search it at kitchen and he left his young master doing his work alone.
It took thirty minutes until finally Taemin found it. Blame the huge residence of Choi Family. Taemin needed fucking ten minutes to kitchen and he could not ask a help since it was midnight.
Taemin opened Minho's room. " Young master, i'm sorry i - "
His words were stopped when he found his young master fallen asleep. Taemin shurgged and he made a walk toward Minho. His young master already went to his dreamland and his soft purr was heard from his mouth. Taemin carefully gathered the papers so he didn't wake his young master and put it on the floor. Taemin checked the papers one by one and he smiled. His young master had finished his work in no time.
Taemin grabbed a blanket and tucked it on Minho's body. Taemin massaged the broad shoulders tenderly, relaxing the strained muscles.
" You have done a great job, Minho,"
Taemin's breathe tickled his young master's neck. Taemin bent downward Minho's ear and whispered, " You're indeed precious for me, young master."
Taemin held off himself of his young master and patted Minho's back softly. " Good night."
and then, Taemin walked away from Minho's room after turning off the lights, leaving the young master slept alone.
But Taemin didn't realize, his massage was causing his young master to wake up. There was a remaining silence before Minho shrank his face onto his arms and his face was as red as tomato.
" Shit.." Minho murmured as the heat was rising up in his body, " Taemin.."
His heart pounded in steady pace yet fast. Taemin's hot breathe ghosted Minho's ears, not wanting to disappear. This kind of feeling had been stayed for years and never failed to make Minho knocked down.
'You're indeed precious for me, young master.'