Hair Extensions
Title: Hair Extensions
Author: meridianslair
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/Focus: Taemin-centric
Summary: How Taemin got his... hair extensions.
Taemin had gotten an odd text from SNSD’s manager to come over to the dorm for a while. The request was odd enough since SHINee rarely ever went to their dorm; they were a bunch of girls after all. But, what made the request even odder was that he was asked to come alone.
He honestly did not have a good feeling about this, but he wasn’t going to be rude and ignore his hyung’s request. As the elevator climbed higher and higher, Taemin became more afraid for his life.
He was so worried and lost in thought when the dinged, announcing it was on the 15th floor, Taemin jumped. Before stepping out Taemin made sure his hat and sun glasses were secure on his face. Once he made sure everything was clear, he stepped out into the long hallway.
“What was their dorm number again?” Taemin mumbled under his breath, pulling out his cell phone to text SNSD’s manager again.
A few seconds after he sent the text, one of the doors closest to him were flung open and Taemin could hear several girls giggling. Sunny and Jessica’s heads popped out from the door, “Why hello, Taemin,” they said in a sing song voice.
“Umm, hi?” Taemin gulped, this didn’t look good.
“Don’t look all nervous, Taemin-ah, it’s just your noonas!” Jessica nearly yelled.
“Come in, come in,” Sunny motioned.
“O-okay?” he slowly walked towards the door.
As soon as he stepped inside, the door was slammed shut and locked with a deadbolt. The two started pushing him towards a large room that was like a living room and stylist’s room mixed together. There were several people in the room chatting, but looked up when the three entered the room.
“Taemin you’re here!” Yoona immediately rushed over and drug Taemin to a seat in front of a large vanity. “This is one of our stylists, she’s like the best when it comes to hair extensions,” she pointed at a small woman setting up long strands of hair at the vanity.
“Hair extensions?” Taemin’s eyes got big.
SNSD’s manager put his hand on his shoulder leaned down, “Sorry, if I would have told you, you wouldn’t have came.”
The stylist shooed the manager away, “Now sweetie, let’s get started.”
Once she picked up one of the pieces of hair, Taemin noticed how long the hair was. “You are going to cut them once you put them in… right?” he asked nervously.
She laughed, “No, of course not, these things cost quite a bit of money. Now take off that hat and those ridiculous sun glasses.”
Taemin did as told, and for the next hour he cringed every time a hair extension was place on his head with glue. Of course, earlier today when everyone was getting their hair cut and dyed Taemin had felt a bit left out. Even though Onew’s hair hadn’t changed much, he felt they almost did nothing with his hair. All the stylist did was cut out the bowl cut and put bangs, nothing compared to Minho or Key’s hair.
But this, this was ridiculous, “I look like a girl.”
“You do not,” one of the SNSD girls replied.
Taemin pouted, “You might as well cake makeup on me and stick me in a dress.”
The stylist lifted a giant makeup box onto the vanity, “We can do that.”
“What? No! I was kidding!”
“Taemin, it’s not like you haven’t dressed up as a girl before,” Sunny said flipping through channels on the TV.
“Still, I want to be manly. Not girly!”
Jessica’s foot moved around nervously, “I kind of… threw away your hat and sunglasses. So now you kinda have to dress up in a disguise, unless you want everyone to notice you.”
He felt like digging a hole and dying in it, “Fine.”
The girls squealed happily, while Jessica, Sunny, and Yoona looked for something that would fit Taemin the stylist worked on his makeup.
“Why me?” Taemin whined.
“If you don’t quit being ungrateful, I’ll make you pay for all of this,” the stylist whispered, smiling evilly.
Taemin immediately shut up and let this torture continue. He lost track of how long it was taking, but was relieved when she said she was done. He didn’t even look in the mirror when Jessica told him to go change in the restroom, pointing the way to him.
Taemin looked down at the skirt; at least it wasn’t a mini skirt. The shirt wasn’t a problem, but the bra was. He didn’t even want to know whose bra it was because this was just disturbing, and stuffing it with toilet paper was even more disturbing.
He mistakenly looked in the mirror and felt like banging his head on the wall, he looked like a really pretty girl. Taemin fixed his hair a bit and walked back to the room, it felt weird walking in a skirt again.
“Aww, you’re so pretty as a girl,” Sunny squealed.
“You shave your legs?” Yoona raised an eyebrow.
“No, were forced to wax them,” Taemin growled. “Can I leave now?”
Jessica handed a purse, “Here, it’s big enough for your clothes.”
He grabbed the purse and stuck his guy clothes into it, “Thanks. Well, I’m leaving now.”
The girls said goodbye to Taemin as he practically ran out the door before they could do anything else to him. He stood in the elevator next to an old man, who seemed to be checking him out.
“It’s not good for a pretty lady such as yourself to be wandering Seoul at this time of night, why don’t I drive you where you need to go?” The elderly man winked at him.
Taemin felt like puking that was just disgusting. Still, he had to play it off like he was a girl. He tucked some of his hair behind his ear, “I’m sorry, I’ve already called a cab to pick me up.”
The man cursed under his breath, “That’s a shame, are you sure you don’t want to head back up a few floors and go to my place?”
Taemin laughed nervously and as soon as the elevator dinged at the first floor he ran out. Once out of the building he waved for a cab, hoping the man wasn’t following. A cab eventually swerved it’s way to Taemin, and he headed to the one place he really wanted to be right now, home.
He rang the doorbell until someone came on the small intercom, “Who is this?”
“Who do you think?” he crossed his arms and the door opened.
“Oh, Taemin, it’s you,” SHINee’s manager laughed nervously.
He shoved his manager out of the way and Onew poked his head into the doorway, “Taemin’s home?” he paused, “Are you sure that’s Taemin? Do you need your eyes checked again, hyung?”
“No,” Taemin sighed, “it’s me.”
“Oh.”
Taemin walked past the living room and everyone stared at him like he was an alien or something, “DON’T ask,” he continued walking to their shared room.
Jonghyun nudged Key’s side, “Why didn’t they do that to your hair?”
Key slapped Jonghyun upside the head with the magazine he was reading, “I was just asking, gosh, you don’t have to hit me!”
There was a long pause, “Minho’s probably going to molest him,” he tilted his head, “Heck, I’d molest him.”
“Yah!” Key screamed as he began smacking Jonghyun again.
Minho raised his eyes at the bickering couple. He stood up and walked towards their room, just like Taemin had done a few minutes ago.
Who knew, maybe Jonghyun’s prediction about Minho molesting Taemin was true.
♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥
This was inspired by a coversation I had with musicadio9 8D
Sorry for my lack of knowledge of SNSD, I only remember Yoona, Sunny, and Jessica. I think this turned out a little longer than I expected it to be since it was suppose to be super quick and small, but ended up taking part of last night and this morning to write. This is unbeta'd so I'm sure there's a lot of errors, sorry again! >.<
It was suppose to be Taemin-centric but ended up having a bit of 2min and JongKey at the end, LOL.
Hope you all liked it 8)
Author: meridianslair
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/Focus: Taemin-centric
Summary: How Taemin got his... hair extensions.
Taemin had gotten an odd text from SNSD’s manager to come over to the dorm for a while. The request was odd enough since SHINee rarely ever went to their dorm; they were a bunch of girls after all. But, what made the request even odder was that he was asked to come alone.
He honestly did not have a good feeling about this, but he wasn’t going to be rude and ignore his hyung’s request. As the elevator climbed higher and higher, Taemin became more afraid for his life.
He was so worried and lost in thought when the dinged, announcing it was on the 15th floor, Taemin jumped. Before stepping out Taemin made sure his hat and sun glasses were secure on his face. Once he made sure everything was clear, he stepped out into the long hallway.
“What was their dorm number again?” Taemin mumbled under his breath, pulling out his cell phone to text SNSD’s manager again.
A few seconds after he sent the text, one of the doors closest to him were flung open and Taemin could hear several girls giggling. Sunny and Jessica’s heads popped out from the door, “Why hello, Taemin,” they said in a sing song voice.
“Umm, hi?” Taemin gulped, this didn’t look good.
“Don’t look all nervous, Taemin-ah, it’s just your noonas!” Jessica nearly yelled.
“Come in, come in,” Sunny motioned.
“O-okay?” he slowly walked towards the door.
As soon as he stepped inside, the door was slammed shut and locked with a deadbolt. The two started pushing him towards a large room that was like a living room and stylist’s room mixed together. There were several people in the room chatting, but looked up when the three entered the room.
“Taemin you’re here!” Yoona immediately rushed over and drug Taemin to a seat in front of a large vanity. “This is one of our stylists, she’s like the best when it comes to hair extensions,” she pointed at a small woman setting up long strands of hair at the vanity.
“Hair extensions?” Taemin’s eyes got big.
SNSD’s manager put his hand on his shoulder leaned down, “Sorry, if I would have told you, you wouldn’t have came.”
The stylist shooed the manager away, “Now sweetie, let’s get started.”
Once she picked up one of the pieces of hair, Taemin noticed how long the hair was. “You are going to cut them once you put them in… right?” he asked nervously.
She laughed, “No, of course not, these things cost quite a bit of money. Now take off that hat and those ridiculous sun glasses.”
Taemin did as told, and for the next hour he cringed every time a hair extension was place on his head with glue. Of course, earlier today when everyone was getting their hair cut and dyed Taemin had felt a bit left out. Even though Onew’s hair hadn’t changed much, he felt they almost did nothing with his hair. All the stylist did was cut out the bowl cut and put bangs, nothing compared to Minho or Key’s hair.
But this, this was ridiculous, “I look like a girl.”
“You do not,” one of the SNSD girls replied.
Taemin pouted, “You might as well cake makeup on me and stick me in a dress.”
The stylist lifted a giant makeup box onto the vanity, “We can do that.”
“What? No! I was kidding!”
“Taemin, it’s not like you haven’t dressed up as a girl before,” Sunny said flipping through channels on the TV.
“Still, I want to be manly. Not girly!”
Jessica’s foot moved around nervously, “I kind of… threw away your hat and sunglasses. So now you kinda have to dress up in a disguise, unless you want everyone to notice you.”
He felt like digging a hole and dying in it, “Fine.”
The girls squealed happily, while Jessica, Sunny, and Yoona looked for something that would fit Taemin the stylist worked on his makeup.
“Why me?” Taemin whined.
“If you don’t quit being ungrateful, I’ll make you pay for all of this,” the stylist whispered, smiling evilly.
Taemin immediately shut up and let this torture continue. He lost track of how long it was taking, but was relieved when she said she was done. He didn’t even look in the mirror when Jessica told him to go change in the restroom, pointing the way to him.
Taemin looked down at the skirt; at least it wasn’t a mini skirt. The shirt wasn’t a problem, but the bra was. He didn’t even want to know whose bra it was because this was just disturbing, and stuffing it with toilet paper was even more disturbing.
He mistakenly looked in the mirror and felt like banging his head on the wall, he looked like a really pretty girl. Taemin fixed his hair a bit and walked back to the room, it felt weird walking in a skirt again.
“Aww, you’re so pretty as a girl,” Sunny squealed.
“You shave your legs?” Yoona raised an eyebrow.
“No, were forced to wax them,” Taemin growled. “Can I leave now?”
Jessica handed a purse, “Here, it’s big enough for your clothes.”
He grabbed the purse and stuck his guy clothes into it, “Thanks. Well, I’m leaving now.”
The girls said goodbye to Taemin as he practically ran out the door before they could do anything else to him. He stood in the elevator next to an old man, who seemed to be checking him out.
“It’s not good for a pretty lady such as yourself to be wandering Seoul at this time of night, why don’t I drive you where you need to go?” The elderly man winked at him.
Taemin felt like puking that was just disgusting. Still, he had to play it off like he was a girl. He tucked some of his hair behind his ear, “I’m sorry, I’ve already called a cab to pick me up.”
The man cursed under his breath, “That’s a shame, are you sure you don’t want to head back up a few floors and go to my place?”
Taemin laughed nervously and as soon as the elevator dinged at the first floor he ran out. Once out of the building he waved for a cab, hoping the man wasn’t following. A cab eventually swerved it’s way to Taemin, and he headed to the one place he really wanted to be right now, home.
He rang the doorbell until someone came on the small intercom, “Who is this?”
“Who do you think?” he crossed his arms and the door opened.
“Oh, Taemin, it’s you,” SHINee’s manager laughed nervously.
He shoved his manager out of the way and Onew poked his head into the doorway, “Taemin’s home?” he paused, “Are you sure that’s Taemin? Do you need your eyes checked again, hyung?”
“No,” Taemin sighed, “it’s me.”
“Oh.”
Taemin walked past the living room and everyone stared at him like he was an alien or something, “DON’T ask,” he continued walking to their shared room.
Jonghyun nudged Key’s side, “Why didn’t they do that to your hair?”
Key slapped Jonghyun upside the head with the magazine he was reading, “I was just asking, gosh, you don’t have to hit me!”
There was a long pause, “Minho’s probably going to molest him,” he tilted his head, “Heck, I’d molest him.”
“Yah!” Key screamed as he began smacking Jonghyun again.
Minho raised his eyes at the bickering couple. He stood up and walked towards their room, just like Taemin had done a few minutes ago.
Who knew, maybe Jonghyun’s prediction about Minho molesting Taemin was true.
♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥
This was inspired by a coversation I had with musicadio9 8D
Sorry for my lack of knowledge of SNSD, I only remember Yoona, Sunny, and Jessica. I think this turned out a little longer than I expected it to be since it was suppose to be super quick and small, but ended up taking part of last night and this morning to write. This is unbeta'd so I'm sure there's a lot of errors, sorry again! >.<
It was suppose to be Taemin-centric but ended up having a bit of 2min and JongKey at the end, LOL.
Hope you all liked it 8)