Denial
Author: shy_mizuno
Rating: G
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Minho/Taemin
Disclaimer: I didn't even draw the picture - this isn't real.
Summary: Minho decides today's the day he formally asks Taemin to be his boyfriend.
Inspired by: This <---- by the very talented Lowrys.
Today was gonna be the day. Today was when Minho was gonna go up to Taemin and ask him to be his boyfriend.
He was confident Taemin liked him back. He'd caught the maknae staring on multiple occasions. He just never outright told Taemin he liked him. Minho just assumed they were together.
But Key told him - when he was calming Minho from killing their clueless who was flirting with Taemin. “You guys aren't actually dating.” And it hit him. They weren't.
But he would change that. “Taemin...can I talk to you for a moment?” He asked, watching the kid half-heartedly beat Jonghyun at video games because Jonghyun got too passionate too quick and that usually led to his demise.
“Alright hyung.” Taemin smiled brightly. He shot up from the fluffy leather chair, following his hyung to their shared room. “So what did you want to talk about, hyung?” Taemin asked.
“Taemin...” why was he getting nervous? This was a sure fire thing. “We've known each other a while, right?”
“Mm-hmm.” Taemin nodded, like a good little boy.
“So...I can tell you anything.” His hands started to sweat and he rubbed them in nervous energy.
“Sure. Minho-hyung, are you okay?” Taemin quirked his head, laughing a little at his hyung's strange behavior.
“Well...” Minho tightened his hands into confident fists. “I like you, Taemin. Do you want to go out with me?”
The smiling teenager's face changed completely. A mortified, scared look across those small cheekbones. His eyes moved away, hands fiddling with themselves. “Uh...I'm...I'm, uhm,..thanks for that, Minho-hyung. But...but...I'm,uh...straight.”
Wait, what? That's what went wrong. “What?” Minho blinked, heart hammering in his chest. “But...you...you're always...flirting. With...Onew and with me.” He sentence went quiet.
“Oh...that? Well...y'know. It's...it's all fanservice. Y'know, like Manager-hyung says. I'm sorry, Minho. I didn't mean to lead you on.” Taemin stood, walking to the door without a look to his hyung. “I'll just go now.”
And suddenly it hit him. Minho grabbed Taemin by the arm. “You're lying.”
“Huh?”
“You're lying.”
Taemin's eyes swiftly began shifting left to right and back. “What are you talking about, hyung? Lying about what?”
“That you like me. That you're gay.”
Taemin gulped down over the lump in his throat. “No...no I'm not. Really, I'm not. I'm not. I'm sorry if you thought I was, but...”
Minho grabbed Taemin by the collar, lips colliding together in the very kiss he always wanted. Deep, long, and Taemin.
Minho pulled away and smiled when Temin followed his lips. “Now tell me that you didn't enjoy that.”
Taemin blinked, sadness in his eyes. It made Minho feel bad for forcing such a confession. “Why do you have to make things so difficult?” The tears welled in the maknae's eyes and Minho held him in his arms, letting the wetness dampen his shirt.
“What'll we do, hyung?”
Minho sighed, fingers pulling through that bright brown hair. The sentence mulled over and over in his mind. “Do you like me?”
This time, Taemin fiercly nodded to his chest. Minho pulled him away and looking into those big brown eyes. “Then trust me.”
Taemin nodded again, this time smiling. Happy and bright. “I trust you, hyung.”
Rating: G
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Minho/Taemin
Disclaimer: I didn't even draw the picture - this isn't real.
Summary: Minho decides today's the day he formally asks Taemin to be his boyfriend.
Inspired by: This <---- by the very talented Lowrys.
Today was gonna be the day. Today was when Minho was gonna go up to Taemin and ask him to be his boyfriend.
He was confident Taemin liked him back. He'd caught the maknae staring on multiple occasions. He just never outright told Taemin he liked him. Minho just assumed they were together.
But Key told him - when he was calming Minho from killing their clueless who was flirting with Taemin. “You guys aren't actually dating.” And it hit him. They weren't.
But he would change that. “Taemin...can I talk to you for a moment?” He asked, watching the kid half-heartedly beat Jonghyun at video games because Jonghyun got too passionate too quick and that usually led to his demise.
“Alright hyung.” Taemin smiled brightly. He shot up from the fluffy leather chair, following his hyung to their shared room. “So what did you want to talk about, hyung?” Taemin asked.
“Taemin...” why was he getting nervous? This was a sure fire thing. “We've known each other a while, right?”
“Mm-hmm.” Taemin nodded, like a good little boy.
“So...I can tell you anything.” His hands started to sweat and he rubbed them in nervous energy.
“Sure. Minho-hyung, are you okay?” Taemin quirked his head, laughing a little at his hyung's strange behavior.
“Well...” Minho tightened his hands into confident fists. “I like you, Taemin. Do you want to go out with me?”
The smiling teenager's face changed completely. A mortified, scared look across those small cheekbones. His eyes moved away, hands fiddling with themselves. “Uh...I'm...I'm, uhm,..thanks for that, Minho-hyung. But...but...I'm,uh...straight.”
Wait, what? That's what went wrong. “What?” Minho blinked, heart hammering in his chest. “But...you...you're always...flirting. With...Onew and with me.” He sentence went quiet.
“Oh...that? Well...y'know. It's...it's all fanservice. Y'know, like Manager-hyung says. I'm sorry, Minho. I didn't mean to lead you on.” Taemin stood, walking to the door without a look to his hyung. “I'll just go now.”
And suddenly it hit him. Minho grabbed Taemin by the arm. “You're lying.”
“Huh?”
“You're lying.”
Taemin's eyes swiftly began shifting left to right and back. “What are you talking about, hyung? Lying about what?”
“That you like me. That you're gay.”
Taemin gulped down over the lump in his throat. “No...no I'm not. Really, I'm not. I'm not. I'm sorry if you thought I was, but...”
Minho grabbed Taemin by the collar, lips colliding together in the very kiss he always wanted. Deep, long, and Taemin.
Minho pulled away and smiled when Temin followed his lips. “Now tell me that you didn't enjoy that.”
Taemin blinked, sadness in his eyes. It made Minho feel bad for forcing such a confession. “Why do you have to make things so difficult?” The tears welled in the maknae's eyes and Minho held him in his arms, letting the wetness dampen his shirt.
“What'll we do, hyung?”
Minho sighed, fingers pulling through that bright brown hair. The sentence mulled over and over in his mind. “Do you like me?”
This time, Taemin fiercly nodded to his chest. Minho pulled him away and looking into those big brown eyes. “Then trust me.”
Taemin nodded again, this time smiling. Happy and bright. “I trust you, hyung.”