Title: Ch4 Note Writing?
Rating: PG
Paring: JongKey, Minor!2Min, Ninja!KeMaru
Disclaimer: I only own them in my dreams. ):
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Note: Sorry for taking a million years to finish this.. ): I'll try to stop procrastinating and [hopefully] make this progress and be more interesting. x3 so, Enjoy the fail~~
“Why me!?”
“Because Onew isn’t here.”
“Then what about you?!”
“HA! You’ve got to be kidding. Minho would kill all three of us for even thinking it!”
I looked over Taemin’s shoulder to find him giving me a death glare and a shiver ran down my spine.
“Just kiss him once and get it over with. It’s not like kissing another guy will change your sexuality..”
I just let out a groan.
Key, on the other hand, was beside us, arms crossed and tapping his foot, had been huffing in displeasure of this idea since we first arrived at Taemin’s house, had finally voiced his displeasure. “Look. You think I’m happy about this? Ha. You’re not even my type. To… Average. And really REALLY skinny. I prefer some meat on them bones.” he let out another sigh. “So if you think I’m just dying of happiness, think again!”
“Okay thanks for the notification. Now stop being a drama queen and sit down. Let a man handle this.”
“A man? Ha!! Taemin’s more of a man than you. No offense hun.”
“None taken.”
“I doubt you even know how to kiss!”
“Why you little- I do to know how to kiss!”
“Oh really? Prove it tough guy..”
I grabbed him by the neck, pulling our faces together and our lips met. His lips were warm and soft, like a girls, and molded to mine and he tasted of a mixture of Cherries and Bubble Gum.
It wasn‘t until a loud “Uh-Hem.” from Minho that I realized my hands found their way into the younger boys soft brown hair and that the kiss was too long and probably canceled out our previous argument.
“These are perfect!” Taemin squealed, fiddling with his phone.
I got as far away as I could from Key as we all gathered around Taemin’s small phone to see the pictures he snapped during that too-long-to-be-straight kiss
“You guys look pro” Taemin giggled. “Min~ Why don’t you kiss me like that!?” he wined, poking Minho, who was behind him now, in the stomach with his elbow
“Looks like you two enjoyed it.” he laughed. No doubt trying to avoid Taemin’s questioning.
“With him? EW NO!”
“What do you mean ‘Ew’?”
“No offense, you’re just not my type”
“Oh? And what IS your type?”
“Girls.” I looked him over once. “Last time I checked, you weren’t one.”
“Why you little-”
“Oh stop acting like a drama queen. What, do you like me or something?”
“Ha! You wish!! I like my men TALLER than me” he said, comparing our height. “and with some meat on their bones. You’re nothing BUT skin and bones..”
“Why you little- OW! What the hell Taemin!?” I was about to punch him when Taemin smacked me in the back of the head with what I soon found out to be his English textbook. My mood lightened when I saw he also hit Key, who was sitting on the table rubbing his head violently.
“You two, I swear..” he huffed, arms crossed and said textbook still in hand. “You guys are yelling like you’ve been worst enemies since pre-school when, just 2 days ago, you were all buddy-buddy and having a sleep over at Jjong’s house.”
“Not buddy-buddy and DEFINITELY not a sleep-over. He was helping me study and we lost track of time..”
“I was tutoring you on the simplest of algebra..”
“Why you litt-”
“OKAY! Moving on!” Minho interrupted, pushing us as far apart as his arms would let us.
“Whatever.” Key huffed, rolling his eyes. “I’m leaving anyway.” he gathered his belongings in record time. “Hey Tae hun, mind sending me tose pictures later tonight?”
“Sure sure” he said, making his way happily to the sofa dragging Minho along.
“Thanks.” he gave a cheeky smile. “Bye guys~” he practically sung before turning to me. “….Jonghyun..” and left.
“What’s his problem?” but the only response was two huffs and Taemin’s eye-rolling.
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From: Jjong
Hey
--9:03pm--
From: KeyBum
What do YOU want?
--9:03pm--
From: Jjong
A conversation would probably be nice.
--9:07pm--
From: KeyBum
Too bad. I don’t talk to idiots.
--9:08pm--
From: Jjong
Ha. Why the sudden harsh words?
--9:11pm--
From:KeyBum
What do you mean ‘Why’?
Why are you even texting me after today?
--9:11pm--
From: Jjong
Because you have pretty eyes
--9:13pm--
From: KeyBum
You already use that one…
--9:14pm--
From: Jjong
So? Doesn’t mean it isn’t true
--9:15pm--
From: Jjong
And your lips are really soft. Like, girl soft.
Do you wear Cherry chapstick?
--9:15pm--
From: KeyBum
Smooth talker..
--9:16pm--
From: KeyBum
And yes, I was. You’re still in idiot.
JS.
--9:16pm--
From: Jjong
I know ;)
--9:20pm--
From: KeyBum
You text really slow. WTF up with that?
--9:21pm--
From: Jjong
Sorry, I just got off work.
Walking home in the cold can freeze your fingers.
Lol
--9:22pm--
From: KeyBum
Awe, You poor bby.
It’s a sigh, you need to invest in a bike.
Or more money. Your choice.
--9:23pm--
From: Jjong
Ha. Sarcasm, cute. Why don’t you
Invest in a bike for me if you’re sooo
‘worries about me?
--9:24pm--
From: KeyBum
See, you’re already texting faster.
My coaching is working~
--9:24pm--
From: Jjong
You’re such a good coach!
I have GOT to introduce my friends to you..
--9:28pm--
From: KeyBum
Sarcasm. Nice.
And you purposely text that slowly to piss me off…
--9:28pm--
From: Jjong
… Maybe?
--9:30pm--
From: KeyBum
You’re such a loser.
--9:30pm--
From: Jjong
But you love me so much for it.
--9:32pm--
From: KeyBum.
Ha. I do. We all do. It would
Be boring if we were all cool and smart
--9:33pm--
From: Jjong
Ouch~ That broke my heart dear.
--9:34pm--
From: KeyBum
Tough love. Gotta go, night.
I have to wake up superrr early.
--9:35pm--
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"I know he's young and all, but he just wont shut up about her!!” Kevin was complaining about something, but it was more like a whisper in the back of my mind as my head was swirling with anything and everything about that kiss. I mentally cursed myself for even caring. But his lips… They were softer than any girls I’d ever felt.. I also cursed himself for liking the taste of Cherries..
“HELLO!! Earth to Jjong!!” Kevin yelled, snapping his fingers in my face. “Are you even alive!?”
I shook my head. “Sorry, what now?”
“Dongho, he’s driving us crazy with all the talk of this new girl he’s ‘talking’ to” he sighed, using finger quotations to emphasize talking.
“Dongho?”
“You know him. Middle school. Great dancer. In my group.”
“Oh. Yeah yeah. I’ve seen him around. What about him?”
“He wont quit rambling on about this new girl he likes. Jessica something.”
“JESSICA! As in THAT Jessica!?” I pointed two tables over to a girl who was no-so-discreetly listening in on our conversation.
“Ew, no way!” Kevin laughed. “She’s in middle school too. I like 2 of his classes.”
“Oh~ So what’s the problem?”
“The problem IS that he talks a mile a minute. Jessica this. Jessica that. ‘Oh, hyung! She’s so smart and pretty! And great with English too!’” he mimicked the maknae. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Look, it’s just a cute little crush. He’ll stop talking about it in a week.”
“Yeah.. I guess.”
The bell rang.
“Oh, hey Kevin, you working tonight?”
“Nah, Going to check out that new restaurant with Kibummie~" He giggled "You?”
“Uh… Yeah. This means Heechul or HongKi are working..”
“Or both.”
“Please don’t remind me..” I laughed as we walked out.
“See ya tomorrow” he laughed before walking in the opposite direction.
I let out a sigh and made my was down the over crowded halls. English studies was next.. Meaning Key would be sitting next to me. Being all smart and all that and answering every question right.. Damn him for knowing so much English. Damn him for being smarter than me. Damn him for having soft lips. Just damn him. But at least he didn’t still hate me. Well, assuming Key really did hate me for… Whatever he hated me for.. What DID he hate me for last night anyway? Because I had been honest? Because I yelled? No real reason could cross my mind.
The bell rang.
“Damnit.. Late again” I groaned loudly, stepping into class.
“Oh, Jonghyun, you decided to join us? How nice.. Please take your seat.”
The class erupted in a fit of snickers as I walked by and took my seat next to, of all people, Key..
He scratched something quickly on a piece of paper and threw it at me.
What’s the deal with being late? Isn’t your class three classes down?
I let out a huff and scribbled my reply
So, we’re writing notes now?
Um.. How do you know where my class is..?
And passed it back.
Because I’m two classes away from yours.. And yes, we pass notes now. To girly for you ‘manly’ man
Oh so nice of you to notice me.. Diva.
Ha. Whatever, why were you late? Spill it.
I didn’t our relationship had progressed to sharing juicy secrets now
Well you DID kiss me, Dear. I think I’m entitled to know ;]
Oh whatever. I just had a lot on my mind.. No worries.. Babe.
Ha. Okay sure. Whenever you feel like being honest to your ‘boyfriend’, let me know.
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A/N: Ah~ It's so late. I tried, but it came out so badly.. D:
Just so you know, the text part is in both's POV.
If anyone see's any mistakes [like confusing POV switches from I to He] please tell me~ ^^
I feel like any SNSD lover would want to kill me because of this~ D:
Ninja dongsaeng Jessica enters! kekeke!
Comments are loved and wanted. ^^