The Art Gallery 2/?
Title: The Art Gallery 2/?
Pairing: 2min, side!JongKey, and more
Genre: Romance, School!AU
Rating: G-PG-15?
Word Count: 1581
Summary: There was a small room in the library that Taemin has yet to explore, and who knows? He just might find something - or someone to catch his interest.
It's already midnight, but Taemin's still wide awake. His mind kept coming back to his encounter earlier in the library. How he was immediately smitten by the unknown guy with only an accidental glance of his face from afar, Taemin has absolutely no idea.
Who in the world is he?
Why was he there?
Why is he so damn gorgeous?
Why the hell am I acting like this?!
Stomach already full of butterflies, he knew that he will not be getting any sleep and just decided to wait for his bestfriend to return from his routine late-night dates with Jonghyun. Just then, their door creaked open and he saw Key slowly going inside the room with Jonghyun standing just by the door,
"I had a great time tonight," Key said. Even with the lights off, he could tell that his bestfriend is blushing profuriously like ripe tomato.
"Me too, yeobo...as always."
Oh god, they're so cheesy.
"I'll see you tomorrow, arasso?" He whispered, slowly leaning closely at Jonghyun.
"Ne, good night."
Jonghyun closed the gap between the two by pressing his lips onto the younger. Key sighed, slowly placing his left hand onto his boyfriend's neck. Taemin has seen the couple kiss a lot of times already, but he still couldn't help blushing at the sight. Knowing the possibility of it to turn into a make-out session, he let out a fake cough which definitely startled the couple,
"Taemin?! Yah! You were supposed to be sleeping!"
Jonghyun and Taemin both chuckled at the panicking diva, obviously trying to cover up his embarrassment by nagging.
"I was waiting for you," Taemin answered, "Hi Jonghyun-hyung."
Jonghyun waved at him; he gave a one last peck and goodnight at his boyfriend and close the door.
"So, why were you waiting for me?"
Key asked as he sat on his bed, crossing his legs.
"Did you know that there's a spare room on the library filled with paintings and art stuff?"
"Oh, you mean The Art Gallery?"
"The Art Gallery?"
"Yeah, it's on the Lover's Area, right?"
"You know the Lover's ---"
Key raised an eyebrow at him,
"--- oh, nevermind. Anyway! I kinda saw someone -- " Key tilted his head and he continued, " -- a guy."
"Oh~ please do tell!" he leaned against the headboard, "Well, he has chocolate brown hair; cute little round eyes; perfect jawline; oh god, and those lips --"
"Omo!" Key shouted, stopping him from describing, or more like fantasizing, "You like guys?!"
Taemin has never really thought about his sexual preference. And honestly, he really does not care if he'll like a boy or a girl. When he likes someone, he likes someone - it's that simple.
"Why? Is something wrong with that?"
"N-nothing, of course! It's just that I didn't really imagine you liking guys."
He just shrugged, "Anyway, I saw him inside The Art Gallery and I think he was painting something."
"Well," Key smiled, "only Fine Arts students are allowed to use that room, so I guess your 'cute-little-round-eyes' guy is probably a Fine Arts major."
So, he's an Arts major. Oh wait -
"Umma, you said before that your childhood friend or something was an Arts major, right?"
"Oh, you mean Minho? Yeah~ he is."
"Do you think, err..he may know my 'Prince'?"
Key scoffed, "Sooo~ Mr. perfect-jawline is now your Prince?"
Taemin's cheeks were redder now. He didn't know when he became so cheesy and acting like a sappy teenage girl, so he tried to hide his embarrassment by covering his face with a pillow.
"Aigoo, my baby's so cute!" Key swooned, "Well, he's pretty popular in the Arts department so I think he'll know people there. If you want you could come with us tomorrow. We were actually planning on having lunch together, anyway."
Taemin's eyes brighten, "Omo! Really?! Thanks, hyung!"
"Deh, now let's go to sleep! It's pretty late now and we still have classes tomorrow!"
"Good night, umma."
"Night, Taemin."
Taemin closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep knowing that tomorrow he will finally have a chance to get some information about his mystery guy. He just hopes Kibum's friend does know him.
-----
"Morning, yeobo!"
Jonghyun was already waiting at the entrance of their dormitory when they got down the next morning. Key gave his boyfriend a morning kiss and looked back at Taemin, "You sure you're not coming with us for breakfast?"
He waved his hands at him, "Deh, I promised Jinki-hyung I'll wait up for him yesterday."
"Alright, well don't skip breakfast, okay?" Key continued as Jonghyun pull him away, "And don't be late for class!"
As they slowly walk away from him, Taemin heard a loud slap on the head and looked at Jonghyun scratching his head profuriously.
Such a dorky couple.
And just as he was about to look away from the two, he sworn he had caught a glance at how he and 'mystery guy' would have looked like if they were a couple. They wouldn't be too violent like the two dorky people he's currently looking at. No, they would be sweet and romantic like the ones in those English chick flicks he and Key always watch. 'Mystery guy' would wait for him at the entrance of the building, carrying flowers and a gigantic teddy bear, and he would be giving him sweet kisses before they both walk together to his class.
Oh my god.
He suddenly realized Jinki was taking longer than usual,
"Aish, not again?"
He went to the older's assigned room and knocked few times. When no one opened it, he took the spare key from under the entrance mat and open the door and found that the older was still fast asleep with his head almost touching the floor.
"YAH! You're still in bed...AGAIN?!"
The other just grumbled and tried to get up, but failed ending up falling completely off his bed.
"Aish, I've already bought you like 5 alarm clocks and you still can't get up by yourself."
Taemin and Jinki had been friends since middle school. Even though Jinki was 2 years older than him, it always seemed that Taemin was the one taking care of him. He would always be the one waking him up; preparing his clothes; cooking him breakfast and all. But Taemin doesn't mind; he actually enjoys taking care of his hyung especially since Jinki was the type of person who always make sure all your efforts won't go unnoticed.
"Sorry, I forgot to set them last night."
"You do know alarm clocks won't set themselves. You've got to help them help you."
"Yeah, I know," Jinki hugged him from behind as he took out the older's uniform from the closet, "I don't know what I'll be without you, Minnie."
"Late. Now go and take a bath!"
Taemin head-batted the older from behind causing the older to remove his hold from him and run towards the bathroom, grabbing his towel and almost tripping on it along the way. Taemin laughed to himself.
Oh Jinki, always the dubu.
---
Taemin yawned as he looked at his clock.
11:00
He had been sitting for 3 hours already, listening to the monotonous tone of their professor as he repeated over and over the events that happened during the Tokugawa Shogunate (as if he cares about the history of Japan when he actually enrolled for Japanese Studies). He sighed, resting his head on his left hand as he started doodling stuff up on his notebook. He ended up making a completely unartistic sketch of his 'Prince'. He continued doodling, the voice of his professor blurring from the background, until he felt his phone vibrate from his pocket.
From: Umma
Panda Cafe! 12:00.
He seriously couldn't hide his excitement. He really hopes this person knows his Prince or he swore he'll succumb to becoming a saesang fan himself. He put his phone back in his pocket after sending his reply and impatiently started tapping his pen on the table.
1 more hour of torture.
-
It seemed like an eternity, but as soon as the lunch bell rand, Taemin was out of the classroom. Slinging his messenger bag over his head and throwing a rushed 'Ja ne' at some of his friends who didn't even get a chance to reply, he was literally racing towards the cafe. He took turns quite carelessly, almost running over a few people at times, finally arriving at the place.
He stopped at the entrance, catching his breathe and trying to bring back his composure, before entering the cafe only to find out that Key and his friend were not yet there. He greeted the waitresses (who were wearing panda ears as the cafe's trademark) and sat the the couch area at the corner.
They should be here shortly. The A&D building is not that far from here.
Just as he got himself comfortable at his seat, the cafe bell rang signalling that new customers have entered. He turned his head and saw that it was Key; he waved his hand at his best friend who immediately saw him and smiled.
And just as he was approaching him, his eyes immediately focused at the guy slowly following Key from behind.
He was surprised at how familiar the guy's face was to him - the roundness of the eyes; the sharpness of the jawline; the perfectness of those lips; the messiness of that hair.
And all Taemin could think of was ---
Oh shit. It's him.
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A/N: Woah! Finally, this chapter's done! I actually didn't know how to cut this chapter because it's getting longer than I imagined. =))
And now that I've thought about it, the whole story will be longer than expected... LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Anyway, sorry for the wrong grammar and the uber senselessness of the whole chapter. =))
Pairing: 2min, side!JongKey, and more
Genre: Romance, School!AU
Rating: G-PG-15?
Word Count: 1581
Summary: There was a small room in the library that Taemin has yet to explore, and who knows? He just might find something - or someone to catch his interest.
It's already midnight, but Taemin's still wide awake. His mind kept coming back to his encounter earlier in the library. How he was immediately smitten by the unknown guy with only an accidental glance of his face from afar, Taemin has absolutely no idea.
Who in the world is he?
Why was he there?
Why is he so damn gorgeous?
Why the hell am I acting like this?!
Stomach already full of butterflies, he knew that he will not be getting any sleep and just decided to wait for his bestfriend to return from his routine late-night dates with Jonghyun. Just then, their door creaked open and he saw Key slowly going inside the room with Jonghyun standing just by the door,
"I had a great time tonight," Key said. Even with the lights off, he could tell that his bestfriend is blushing profuriously like ripe tomato.
"Me too, yeobo...as always."
Oh god, they're so cheesy.
"I'll see you tomorrow, arasso?" He whispered, slowly leaning closely at Jonghyun.
"Ne, good night."
Jonghyun closed the gap between the two by pressing his lips onto the younger. Key sighed, slowly placing his left hand onto his boyfriend's neck. Taemin has seen the couple kiss a lot of times already, but he still couldn't help blushing at the sight. Knowing the possibility of it to turn into a make-out session, he let out a fake cough which definitely startled the couple,
"Taemin?! Yah! You were supposed to be sleeping!"
Jonghyun and Taemin both chuckled at the panicking diva, obviously trying to cover up his embarrassment by nagging.
"I was waiting for you," Taemin answered, "Hi Jonghyun-hyung."
Jonghyun waved at him; he gave a one last peck and goodnight at his boyfriend and close the door.
"So, why were you waiting for me?"
Key asked as he sat on his bed, crossing his legs.
"Did you know that there's a spare room on the library filled with paintings and art stuff?"
"Oh, you mean The Art Gallery?"
"The Art Gallery?"
"Yeah, it's on the Lover's Area, right?"
"You know the Lover's ---"
Key raised an eyebrow at him,
"--- oh, nevermind. Anyway! I kinda saw someone -- " Key tilted his head and he continued, " -- a guy."
"Oh~ please do tell!" he leaned against the headboard, "Well, he has chocolate brown hair; cute little round eyes; perfect jawline; oh god, and those lips --"
"Omo!" Key shouted, stopping him from describing, or more like fantasizing, "You like guys?!"
Taemin has never really thought about his sexual preference. And honestly, he really does not care if he'll like a boy or a girl. When he likes someone, he likes someone - it's that simple.
"Why? Is something wrong with that?"
"N-nothing, of course! It's just that I didn't really imagine you liking guys."
He just shrugged, "Anyway, I saw him inside The Art Gallery and I think he was painting something."
"Well," Key smiled, "only Fine Arts students are allowed to use that room, so I guess your 'cute-little-round-eyes' guy is probably a Fine Arts major."
So, he's an Arts major. Oh wait -
"Umma, you said before that your childhood friend or something was an Arts major, right?"
"Oh, you mean Minho? Yeah~ he is."
"Do you think, err..he may know my 'Prince'?"
Key scoffed, "Sooo~ Mr. perfect-jawline is now your Prince?"
Taemin's cheeks were redder now. He didn't know when he became so cheesy and acting like a sappy teenage girl, so he tried to hide his embarrassment by covering his face with a pillow.
"Aigoo, my baby's so cute!" Key swooned, "Well, he's pretty popular in the Arts department so I think he'll know people there. If you want you could come with us tomorrow. We were actually planning on having lunch together, anyway."
Taemin's eyes brighten, "Omo! Really?! Thanks, hyung!"
"Deh, now let's go to sleep! It's pretty late now and we still have classes tomorrow!"
"Good night, umma."
"Night, Taemin."
Taemin closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep knowing that tomorrow he will finally have a chance to get some information about his mystery guy. He just hopes Kibum's friend does know him.
-----
"Morning, yeobo!"
Jonghyun was already waiting at the entrance of their dormitory when they got down the next morning. Key gave his boyfriend a morning kiss and looked back at Taemin, "You sure you're not coming with us for breakfast?"
He waved his hands at him, "Deh, I promised Jinki-hyung I'll wait up for him yesterday."
"Alright, well don't skip breakfast, okay?" Key continued as Jonghyun pull him away, "And don't be late for class!"
As they slowly walk away from him, Taemin heard a loud slap on the head and looked at Jonghyun scratching his head profuriously.
Such a dorky couple.
And just as he was about to look away from the two, he sworn he had caught a glance at how he and 'mystery guy' would have looked like if they were a couple. They wouldn't be too violent like the two dorky people he's currently looking at. No, they would be sweet and romantic like the ones in those English chick flicks he and Key always watch. 'Mystery guy' would wait for him at the entrance of the building, carrying flowers and a gigantic teddy bear, and he would be giving him sweet kisses before they both walk together to his class.
Oh my god.
He suddenly realized Jinki was taking longer than usual,
"Aish, not again?"
He went to the older's assigned room and knocked few times. When no one opened it, he took the spare key from under the entrance mat and open the door and found that the older was still fast asleep with his head almost touching the floor.
"YAH! You're still in bed...AGAIN?!"
The other just grumbled and tried to get up, but failed ending up falling completely off his bed.
"Aish, I've already bought you like 5 alarm clocks and you still can't get up by yourself."
Taemin and Jinki had been friends since middle school. Even though Jinki was 2 years older than him, it always seemed that Taemin was the one taking care of him. He would always be the one waking him up; preparing his clothes; cooking him breakfast and all. But Taemin doesn't mind; he actually enjoys taking care of his hyung especially since Jinki was the type of person who always make sure all your efforts won't go unnoticed.
"Sorry, I forgot to set them last night."
"You do know alarm clocks won't set themselves. You've got to help them help you."
"Yeah, I know," Jinki hugged him from behind as he took out the older's uniform from the closet, "I don't know what I'll be without you, Minnie."
"Late. Now go and take a bath!"
Taemin head-batted the older from behind causing the older to remove his hold from him and run towards the bathroom, grabbing his towel and almost tripping on it along the way. Taemin laughed to himself.
Oh Jinki, always the dubu.
---
Taemin yawned as he looked at his clock.
11:00
He had been sitting for 3 hours already, listening to the monotonous tone of their professor as he repeated over and over the events that happened during the Tokugawa Shogunate (as if he cares about the history of Japan when he actually enrolled for Japanese Studies). He sighed, resting his head on his left hand as he started doodling stuff up on his notebook. He ended up making a completely unartistic sketch of his 'Prince'. He continued doodling, the voice of his professor blurring from the background, until he felt his phone vibrate from his pocket.
From: Umma
Panda Cafe! 12:00.
He seriously couldn't hide his excitement. He really hopes this person knows his Prince or he swore he'll succumb to becoming a saesang fan himself. He put his phone back in his pocket after sending his reply and impatiently started tapping his pen on the table.
1 more hour of torture.
-
It seemed like an eternity, but as soon as the lunch bell rand, Taemin was out of the classroom. Slinging his messenger bag over his head and throwing a rushed 'Ja ne' at some of his friends who didn't even get a chance to reply, he was literally racing towards the cafe. He took turns quite carelessly, almost running over a few people at times, finally arriving at the place.
He stopped at the entrance, catching his breathe and trying to bring back his composure, before entering the cafe only to find out that Key and his friend were not yet there. He greeted the waitresses (who were wearing panda ears as the cafe's trademark) and sat the the couch area at the corner.
They should be here shortly. The A&D building is not that far from here.
Just as he got himself comfortable at his seat, the cafe bell rang signalling that new customers have entered. He turned his head and saw that it was Key; he waved his hand at his best friend who immediately saw him and smiled.
And just as he was approaching him, his eyes immediately focused at the guy slowly following Key from behind.
He was surprised at how familiar the guy's face was to him - the roundness of the eyes; the sharpness of the jawline; the perfectness of those lips; the messiness of that hair.
And all Taemin could think of was ---
Oh shit. It's him.
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A/N: Woah! Finally, this chapter's done! I actually didn't know how to cut this chapter because it's getting longer than I imagined. =))
And now that I've thought about it, the whole story will be longer than expected... LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Anyway, sorry for the wrong grammar and the uber senselessness of the whole chapter. =))