Time Limit - Minho x Jonghyun - Chapter 1/?
Title: Time Limit
Chapters: 1/?
Author: paranoiascreams
Genre: Fluff, Angst, AU, Fantasy
Warning: unbeta’d Rating: PG-13
Pairings/Characters: Minho x Jonghyun, Onew x Key, Minho x Taemin (onesided)
Synopsis: Minho meets a mesmerizing stranger during his prom, only to wish that he never had.
Disclaimer: Loosely based on these gifs: here and here.
[01] [02]
Minho hates being late.
He's never late, but thanks to his no-longer-so-trusty car breaking down 2 blocks away from the venue, it's a first.
"Fuck this!" He exclaims after he parks his car only to kick the poor thing when he sees that a smudge of grease stained his white suit.
He hates getting stared at, especially stares accompanied by smirks and giggles. Minho curses under his breath, if it isn't his last prom, he would never have come. He's dateless anyway.
"Choi Minho! When do you plan of getting inside?" Minho turns around to see one of his bestfriends racing towards him, "I don't think I'm gonna enjoy this night, Key." Minho tells him when the blond is a foot distance from him.
"Eww. Grease? John Travolta much? Literally?"
"You're not helping. My car broke down and I had to fix it up. Must be from my hands, I must have missed a spot when I put it back on me." The taller sounds tired and helpless.
"I know you'd look bad so I bought an extra suit for you!" Key smiles, "wait here!" The blond runs off to his car, to Minho's dismay.
Please, not a pink and sparkly suit...
Key runs back to him with a black coat, Minho sighs in relief, "I really didn't bring it for you, I just wanted to choose between this and what I'm wearing." Key smiles, Minho smiles wider because he's glad Key chose the lavender suit or else Minho will just drive away for home.
"Thanks." Minho responds, "So, who's the lucky girl you brought here?"
"ME?! GIRL?! Ewwww. Me and Onew came together, he's inside with Taemin."
Minho turns quiet and Key knows why, "Look, just be cool with it."
"I just feel bad that I can't return what Taemin feels after all these years."
"We're graduating and he'll be left behind here for another year. He'll forget you." Key assures him, "Hopefully."
"Let's just get this night over with." Minho tells nonchalantly and puts on his mask.
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Minho tries to avoid Taemin because he wants to avoid getting asked to dance, which is a bit hard to actually do since Onew and Key have left to cause riot on the dance floor.
"Uh, hyung..."
"I'm gonna get us something to drink." Minho cuts him off and immediately walks away.
Taemin's a friend, a good dongsaeng too, but he can't like him the same way the younger does.
Minho walks in strides, then stops short when he spots someone in a corner. He doesn't know why his heart starts beating so fast, because this is a masked man staring back at him.
Minho stands there a good few seconds before he takes on step, he smiles on the inside when the man across him doesn't stir. He takes another, then another until he's a few inches from him.
"Hey, stranger." The shorter man speaks first, his voice is husky and inviting.
Minho smiles, "Hey to you too."
"Dance with me?"
It must be the voice that entranced him to nod and take the shorter boy's hand, competely forgetting the excuse he made to Taemin.
Minho pulls the stranger closer, too close as if they've known each other for years. He leads them, swaying their body left and right, moving to the slow rhythm of the love song playing in the dance hall. The taller of the two leans closer, "Tell me your name..." He whispers.
The brunet tilts his head up tiptoeing to reach his partner's ear, "Isn't it beautiful if you'll never know? Adds up to the whole majesty of this masquerade."
It's that voice again, hypnotizing him to agree, "It is indeed beautiful."
The brunet lies his head on Minho's shoulder, the scent of the lavender shampoo sips through the taller's nose, and it only brings him further into a trance.
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"Who's he dancing with?" Onew asks his boyfriend when they finally returned back to their seat.
"Dear, I don't give a damn about people without their masks, would I give one if they have masks on?" Key remarks then places his chin on the palm of his hand, "Although, this guy makes me curious."
Key turns to Taemin who's just sitting quietly beside him as he stares at Minho and the mystery guy dancing on the floor.
"Let him go, Taemin-ah..." Key gives the maknae a pat on the back.
"Why won't he love me? I've been in love with him for two years, and he just won't. And now he's dancing and whispering and flirting with a guy he just met!" Taemin buries his face on Key's chest and cries, the older tightens his hug on the crying boy, "You're still young Taemin-ah... Just let him go."
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"Let's go outside." The shorter whispers against his ear, Minho nods and let's himself be dragged away from the dance floor.
Both of them ends up at the back of the venue, the shorter digs through his pocket and fishes out a pack of cigarettes. He offers one to Minho, who refuses, to his own surprise.
"Do you go to our school?" Minho asks, the other guys smiles.
"Maybe."
"That's not really answering my question."
"Do you have regrets, Choi Minho?"
Minho gets wide-eyed when the stranger before him calls out his full name.
"How do you know me?!"
The brunet smirks, "I know everyone in this school. Onew who's delusionally in love with your friend, Key who acts like a diva but is really a maternal figure in your group. And Taemin, the poor boy is crying now because I just took you away from him tonight. To name a few."
"You're a psycho."
"No. I'm a scheduler."
Minho takes a step back, the scheduler doesn't move. He just puffs on his cigarette and gazes at the confused boy.
"A scheduler?"
"Yes."
"Enlighten me a little here."
"You'll know when the time comes. It's very soon."
Minho doesn't speak, he just watches as the scheduler finish his cigarette, "Enjoy the rest of the night, Minho but don't be stupid. You wouldn't want to give more pain to others than what they will feel soon."
"You're really creeping me out."
The brunet smirks, he takes off his mask and Minho forgets the conversation completely. Face to face now with the masked stranger he danced the night away, he has never seen anyone so delicately beautiful but manly at the same time.
"Jonghyun."
"Huh?" Minho steps out of his trance.
"My name is Jonghyun. I'll see you again."
Jonghyun smirks and takes a step back. Minho watches as the shorter bends forward a little then back again, only this time accompanied by a pair of huge black wings flapping on his back.
"This has got to be a dream." Minho exclaims, Jonghyun smiles as he floats from the ground, "Trust me, Minho, everyone I've met wished that I was a but a dream. I'll see you."
-----
Minho wakes up with a massive headache on a bed that isn't his own.
"Glad you're alive!"
"Huh?" Minho looks around to see Key in front of him.
"What happened last night?" Key asks as he sits on his bed, "One moment you're dancing with a complete stranger, gone the next! And we find you passed out behind the venue!"
"I passed out?"
"Yeah. Obviously!"
"I don't remember anything. Stranger?"
"You're unbelievable. Get up and go home, I have a date with Onew."
"Right. Thanks for last night."
Minho drives (thanks to whoever used his car to drive to Key's home) in confusion. He doesn't know if he's just had a weird dream or whatnot, but with Key's acknowledgement of a stranger he danced with last night, he couldn't help but doubt.
"Stop doubting, Minho. I'm real."
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" The car swerves causing other vehicles to blare their car horns. The taller takes control of his car and apologizes to every car drivers that pass by and curse him.
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
Jonghyun laughs, "You'll be ahead of your schedule if I did!"
Minho stops the car and grabs Jonghyun by the collar, "What did you just say!?"
"Relax."
"How can I relax?!"
Jonghyun calmly removes Minho's grip on his collar, "2 weeks, Minho."
"Oh my god. I'm gonna die!" And without even a warning, Minho cries on Jonghyun's shoulder, "H-How...?"
"I can't tell you, Minho."
"Then why the hell are you here?! Aren't you supposed to just come get when I'm dead!? No warnings, no pretensions... No dancing."
Jonghyun smiles, "Because you're different Minho."
The taller sniffles then faces Jonghyun, "How am I different?"
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Author's Notes: Supposed to be a oneshot but it's getting longer so i cut it off here. I dont know when I'll be able to update this, could be sooner or later. Tell me what you guys think! Fuel my muses. <3 Comments are forever love.
Chapters: 1/?
Author: paranoiascreams
Genre: Fluff, Angst, AU, Fantasy
Warning: unbeta’d Rating: PG-13
Pairings/Characters: Minho x Jonghyun, Onew x Key, Minho x Taemin (onesided)
Synopsis: Minho meets a mesmerizing stranger during his prom, only to wish that he never had.
Disclaimer: Loosely based on these gifs: here and here.
[01] [02]
Minho hates being late.
He's never late, but thanks to his no-longer-so-trusty car breaking down 2 blocks away from the venue, it's a first.
"Fuck this!" He exclaims after he parks his car only to kick the poor thing when he sees that a smudge of grease stained his white suit.
He hates getting stared at, especially stares accompanied by smirks and giggles. Minho curses under his breath, if it isn't his last prom, he would never have come. He's dateless anyway.
"Choi Minho! When do you plan of getting inside?" Minho turns around to see one of his bestfriends racing towards him, "I don't think I'm gonna enjoy this night, Key." Minho tells him when the blond is a foot distance from him.
"Eww. Grease? John Travolta much? Literally?"
"You're not helping. My car broke down and I had to fix it up. Must be from my hands, I must have missed a spot when I put it back on me." The taller sounds tired and helpless.
"I know you'd look bad so I bought an extra suit for you!" Key smiles, "wait here!" The blond runs off to his car, to Minho's dismay.
Please, not a pink and sparkly suit...
Key runs back to him with a black coat, Minho sighs in relief, "I really didn't bring it for you, I just wanted to choose between this and what I'm wearing." Key smiles, Minho smiles wider because he's glad Key chose the lavender suit or else Minho will just drive away for home.
"Thanks." Minho responds, "So, who's the lucky girl you brought here?"
"ME?! GIRL?! Ewwww. Me and Onew came together, he's inside with Taemin."
Minho turns quiet and Key knows why, "Look, just be cool with it."
"I just feel bad that I can't return what Taemin feels after all these years."
"We're graduating and he'll be left behind here for another year. He'll forget you." Key assures him, "Hopefully."
"Let's just get this night over with." Minho tells nonchalantly and puts on his mask.
-----
Minho tries to avoid Taemin because he wants to avoid getting asked to dance, which is a bit hard to actually do since Onew and Key have left to cause riot on the dance floor.
"Uh, hyung..."
"I'm gonna get us something to drink." Minho cuts him off and immediately walks away.
Taemin's a friend, a good dongsaeng too, but he can't like him the same way the younger does.
Minho walks in strides, then stops short when he spots someone in a corner. He doesn't know why his heart starts beating so fast, because this is a masked man staring back at him.
Minho stands there a good few seconds before he takes on step, he smiles on the inside when the man across him doesn't stir. He takes another, then another until he's a few inches from him.
"Hey, stranger." The shorter man speaks first, his voice is husky and inviting.
Minho smiles, "Hey to you too."
"Dance with me?"
It must be the voice that entranced him to nod and take the shorter boy's hand, competely forgetting the excuse he made to Taemin.
Minho pulls the stranger closer, too close as if they've known each other for years. He leads them, swaying their body left and right, moving to the slow rhythm of the love song playing in the dance hall. The taller of the two leans closer, "Tell me your name..." He whispers.
The brunet tilts his head up tiptoeing to reach his partner's ear, "Isn't it beautiful if you'll never know? Adds up to the whole majesty of this masquerade."
It's that voice again, hypnotizing him to agree, "It is indeed beautiful."
The brunet lies his head on Minho's shoulder, the scent of the lavender shampoo sips through the taller's nose, and it only brings him further into a trance.
-----
"Who's he dancing with?" Onew asks his boyfriend when they finally returned back to their seat.
"Dear, I don't give a damn about people without their masks, would I give one if they have masks on?" Key remarks then places his chin on the palm of his hand, "Although, this guy makes me curious."
Key turns to Taemin who's just sitting quietly beside him as he stares at Minho and the mystery guy dancing on the floor.
"Let him go, Taemin-ah..." Key gives the maknae a pat on the back.
"Why won't he love me? I've been in love with him for two years, and he just won't. And now he's dancing and whispering and flirting with a guy he just met!" Taemin buries his face on Key's chest and cries, the older tightens his hug on the crying boy, "You're still young Taemin-ah... Just let him go."
-----
"Let's go outside." The shorter whispers against his ear, Minho nods and let's himself be dragged away from the dance floor.
Both of them ends up at the back of the venue, the shorter digs through his pocket and fishes out a pack of cigarettes. He offers one to Minho, who refuses, to his own surprise.
"Do you go to our school?" Minho asks, the other guys smiles.
"Maybe."
"That's not really answering my question."
"Do you have regrets, Choi Minho?"
Minho gets wide-eyed when the stranger before him calls out his full name.
"How do you know me?!"
The brunet smirks, "I know everyone in this school. Onew who's delusionally in love with your friend, Key who acts like a diva but is really a maternal figure in your group. And Taemin, the poor boy is crying now because I just took you away from him tonight. To name a few."
"You're a psycho."
"No. I'm a scheduler."
Minho takes a step back, the scheduler doesn't move. He just puffs on his cigarette and gazes at the confused boy.
"A scheduler?"
"Yes."
"Enlighten me a little here."
"You'll know when the time comes. It's very soon."
Minho doesn't speak, he just watches as the scheduler finish his cigarette, "Enjoy the rest of the night, Minho but don't be stupid. You wouldn't want to give more pain to others than what they will feel soon."
"You're really creeping me out."
The brunet smirks, he takes off his mask and Minho forgets the conversation completely. Face to face now with the masked stranger he danced the night away, he has never seen anyone so delicately beautiful but manly at the same time.
"Jonghyun."
"Huh?" Minho steps out of his trance.
"My name is Jonghyun. I'll see you again."
Jonghyun smirks and takes a step back. Minho watches as the shorter bends forward a little then back again, only this time accompanied by a pair of huge black wings flapping on his back.
"This has got to be a dream." Minho exclaims, Jonghyun smiles as he floats from the ground, "Trust me, Minho, everyone I've met wished that I was a but a dream. I'll see you."
-----
Minho wakes up with a massive headache on a bed that isn't his own.
"Glad you're alive!"
"Huh?" Minho looks around to see Key in front of him.
"What happened last night?" Key asks as he sits on his bed, "One moment you're dancing with a complete stranger, gone the next! And we find you passed out behind the venue!"
"I passed out?"
"Yeah. Obviously!"
"I don't remember anything. Stranger?"
"You're unbelievable. Get up and go home, I have a date with Onew."
"Right. Thanks for last night."
Minho drives (thanks to whoever used his car to drive to Key's home) in confusion. He doesn't know if he's just had a weird dream or whatnot, but with Key's acknowledgement of a stranger he danced with last night, he couldn't help but doubt.
"Stop doubting, Minho. I'm real."
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" The car swerves causing other vehicles to blare their car horns. The taller takes control of his car and apologizes to every car drivers that pass by and curse him.
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
Jonghyun laughs, "You'll be ahead of your schedule if I did!"
Minho stops the car and grabs Jonghyun by the collar, "What did you just say!?"
"Relax."
"How can I relax?!"
Jonghyun calmly removes Minho's grip on his collar, "2 weeks, Minho."
"Oh my god. I'm gonna die!" And without even a warning, Minho cries on Jonghyun's shoulder, "H-How...?"
"I can't tell you, Minho."
"Then why the hell are you here?! Aren't you supposed to just come get when I'm dead!? No warnings, no pretensions... No dancing."
Jonghyun smiles, "Because you're different Minho."
The taller sniffles then faces Jonghyun, "How am I different?"
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Author's Notes: Supposed to be a oneshot but it's getting longer so i cut it off here. I dont know when I'll be able to update this, could be sooner or later. Tell me what you guys think! Fuel my muses. <3 Comments are forever love.