Red

Jun 25, 2010 01:35

Title: Red
Pairing: Jonghyun/Taemin
Rating: PG
A/N: This starts about in the middle of a roleplay with my faithful roleplay partner rofl. I just felt like writing a bit of angst but it fluffs up at the end.
Still in a weird mood bleh, ot5 is coming I promise as well as a few other things <3
This is kinda random cuz a lot of stuff has happened since Music but I did my best to make it so no one gets confused or feels like they missed something. :]

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Taemin couldn’t help the tears that were streaming down his face, hitting the cool air of the evening and leaving dark trails down his puffy cheeks. He couldn’t help the sob that wracked his body as he pressed his face into his hands as he left the club, he couldn’t help when he accidentally stumbled into a girl on the sidewalk, not even apologizing as he took a few steps. He couldn’t help his shoulders that were shaking violently, his heart that was stammering in his chest and his ass that still burned from that perverted man’s touch.

He heard commotion at the entrance and the gruff voices of the bouncers along with Jonghyun’s protests, and he heard Jonghyun be thrown out practically on his ass as the doors slammed shut and the blaring music of the club was muffled once more.

Jonghyun paced for a few moments, obviously trying to calm himself, before he noticed Taemin, standing off towards the side with his shoulders hunched and his face buried in his hands. The older boy frowned and shook out his hands, which were aching from the abuse he had just put his knuckles through, walking towards Taemin.

“Taemin ah, are you alright?” Jonghyun asked, reaching out for Taemin.

But the maknae wrenched his arm free of Jonghyun’s hand and pulled his hands away from his face, revealing glistening eyes shimmering with unshed tears, dark lines connecting his eyelids to his chin and jaw.

“No, I’m not ok!” Taemin sobbed, more tears shedding down his cheeks as he raised weak fists to hit Jonghyun’s chest. “Y-You… You didn’t have to do that!”

“I… I’m sorry, I was mad and that guy-” Jonghyun frowned and grabbed onto Taemin’s flailing wrist, easily pulling the smaller body back against him, feeling the anger ebb away with his lover’s tears. “Baby. I’m sorry.” He cooed, and Taemin just shook his head, melting in his hold and still sobbing. “I’m really sorry…”

But Taemin continued to shake his head and Jonghyun could feel the tears through his shirt.

“You could have j-just told him to get off…” Taemin hiccupped. “You could have really hurt him… we’re idols hyung you can’t do that! Your reputation could be ruined…” the maknae sniffed and clenched his fingers in the material of Jonghyun’s tight shirt.

Jonghyun melted a little and kissed Taemin’s forehead, “I know, I’m sorry. I was protecting you. I wasn’t thinking.” He sighed. “I just saw that guy on you and I snapped. I don’t…” he licked his lips and shook his head, wrapping Taemin up tightly in his embrace. “I’m sorry.”

“I was just so scared, hyung…” Taemin whispered, shaking slightly within Jonghyun’s grip.

“It’s alright baby. I got you,” Jonghyun crooned as he easily swept Taemin off of his feet, the younger clutching onto his shirt tighter and burying his face in the older boy’s neck. Home was too far and a taxi ride home would take too long; he set out for the nearest hotel, much like the first night they had been together two months ago, but this time the mood was different as Taemin whimpered and clung closer.

The maknae’s body was exhausted and Jonghyun could feel it in the way that Taemin just sort of fell limp in his arms, the only things reassuring Jonghyun that the kid was alive being his shallow breaths, occasional hiccups and the way he was clutching at his shirt.

The vocalist purchased a room and hefted Taemin down the hall, opening the door and bringing the teen inside, laying him carefully on the bed and kissing around his face, whispering apologies and sweet words to his boyfriend.

“Hyung…” Taemin curled his fingers into the front of Jonghyun’s shirt, and Jonghyun took in that tear-stained face, those parted lips and the slightly runny nose, feeling himself fall for the maknae all over again. “Please don’t do that again, hyung…”

Jonghyun pulled away, then, sitting down in an armchair. His elbows rested on the wings as he leaned back and made a steeple with his fingers, tapping the tips together idly, before his foot started to tap.

“I know,” he finally said. “Get some rest, baby.”

“I-” Taemin sat up some and bit his lip, speaking softly. “I can’t…”

Jonghyun felt guilty. So, so incredibly guilty. He had shown Taemin a side of him that he didn’t want anyone to see, especially the maknae, and it had just sort of… bubbled up and over and exploded everywhere. He hadn’t moved fast enough, he should have been paying attention and reacted quicker, but that man’s hands had touched and defiled Taemin before Jonghyun could do anything and really it was like the vocalist saw red and he couldn’t control what happened.

He couldn’t control the fist that had sailed across the man’s jaw, he couldn’t control the right hook that countered it. Taemin had tried to stop him, instantly grabbing at him and shouting for him to stop but Jonghyun had ignored him, getting the stranger down onto the ground and beating his face in.

The first night they had gone out, it was the same guy.

Jonghyun was just getting a little revenge for that.

But Taemin’s loud cry of Jonghyun’s name that sliced through the air of the club - the DJ stopped spinning, the dancers stopped dancing, the bartenders stopped serving - that resonated throughout Jonghyun’s head as he closed his eyes and dropped his head a bit, sinking further into the chair.

“Try to relax,” he mumbled. “For me.”

Obedient as ever, Taemin laid his body back once more and turned onto his side, dragging a pillow to tuck beneath his head as he looked at Jonghyun, who stayed slumped.

“I love you, Jonghyun,” Taemin said, and Jonghyun felt a sharp stab in his heart.

“I love you too,” the older responded, meaning it wholly but still feeling horrible that he had scared Taemin so much, that his beautiful treasure was so shook up because of something he did.

But Taemin scooted over some and pat the mattress next to him, “Come lay with me.”

Jonghyun hesitated. How could Taemin even want to be near him after the monster he had just witnessed? He knew he had acted on instinct and he knew it was because he was so protective of Taemin, he just didn’t think it’d get so out of hand. But Taemin, blessed angel he was, was inviting him into his world once more.

So Jonghyun stood up and crawled onto the bed, settling next to Taemin. “You sure you want me here?”

“I wouldn’t want you anywhere else,” Taemin responded, sounding sure as stone as he wrapped an arm around Jonghyun’s side and pulled himself closer.

“Alright,” Jonghyun relented, reaching up to gently cup Taemin’s cheek. “But baby, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He leaned in and gently pressed his lips to Taemin, who allowed it. “Just… that guy… I wanted to protect you.”

“I know…” Taemin mumbled against Jonghyun’s lips. “I know, Jjong, it’s… in the past, let’s not let it burden us anymore.” He reached out and gently touched Jonghyun’s cheek, the older leaning into the caress before shaking his head and bringing the maknae closer to his chest.

“Key’s going to fucking kill me for this. There’s got to be videos,” the vocalist said, and Taemin sighed and nodded.

“There will be consequences, hyung, but…” he moved his hand and found Jonghyun’s, lacing their fingers and squeezing. “I’ll be by your side, ok?”

“If it gets leaked. Don’t think I saw any phones,” Jonghyun said, returning the warm squeeze and snuggling closer, tucking Taemin’s head under his chin. “I’ll be alright as long as you’re with me… but God I’ve never been so mad.”

“I’m sorry that it happened,” Taemin apologized and another guilty feeling flared in Jonghyun’s chest. “I should have been paying attention to the people around me…”

Of course Taemin would somehow manage to put the blame on himself to alleviate his hyung’s guilty conscience, but it wasn’t going to work.

“I couldn’t get there in time,” Jonghyun said, shaking his head. “It’s my fault, I couldn’t stop him.” A low growl resonated in his throat. “I just wanna find that guy and…” he shook his head, clearing the angry thoughts. “Never mind.”

“Don’t worry about it, hyung,” Taemin said, and Jonghyun could feel his lips curling against his neck. “I’m sure he’s scarred for life that a member of a boy band knocked him out.”

“Good, he better be,” Jonghyun said. “Teach him to ever touch my boyfriend again.” Anger bubbled up in his chest once more and his limbs stiffened, but Taemin smacked him in the chest.

“Stop! Or else you’re going to sleep on the floor!”

Jonghyun pulled away and God damn that guilt crept up again, “Maybe it’d be best…” He pulled his shirt off and started to slide down to the floor, but Taemin clung onto him and shook his head.

“No!” he blushed slightly and dropped his gaze. “I… can’t sleep without you.”

“Ah…” Jonghyun clambered back onto the mattress and pulled Taemin tightly against his chest. “I just get so protective of you and I really am sorry, baby. You’re my boyfriend. My baby. My Master.”

Taemin flushed darkly at the last part, his eyes landing on the navy blue leather collar that he had bought Jonghyun a week after they started dating. The golden pendant glimmered in the dim light of the room; Jonghyun’s name on the front, Taemin’s on the back. The maknae reached up to finger his matching collar - only his was a dark crimson - his name on the front and Jonghyun’s on the back. It had started as a joke, Jonghyun acting so much like a puppy, and Taemin thought that it would have been cute to have collars instead of couple rings.

Jonghyun didn’t protest them at all, since he was pretty comfortable with the fact that he was quite like a puppy.

But Taemin chuckled and tried to lighten the mood, “No one would know I’m your Master with the way you didn’t listen to me, back there.”

Jonghyun bristled and huffed, “Yeah, well.” His nose wrinkled. “Look, uh… I’m really in love with you.” He paused, and Taemin blinked, waiting for him to go on. He cleared his throat and glanced off to the side. “I… I really considered killing that guy. I don’t want anyone touching you in that way, but me. Ever.”

Taemin blinked a few times, before a soft smile graced his lips and he gently kissed the older boy. “You would kill someone for me?”

“I just tried to, didn’t I?” Jonghyun asked, reaching up and trailing a finger down Taemin’s slightly flushed cheek.

“That’s…” Taemin seemed to weigh his words, before he giggled. “Strangely romantic, in a twisted way.”

“But wasn’t it hot when I was whooping that guy’s ass?” Jonghyun asked, raptor smile and puppy gaze back, which was a lethal combo eligible for a K.O.

“If I reflect on the split second before I started crying…” Taemin tilted his head in thought. “I didn’t know you had it in you.”

“Oh shit,” Jonghyun mumbled, hovering over Taemin and kissing beneath the maknae’s still-puffy eyes. “You were crying? I didn’t know I made you cry - I’m sorry. I never want to make you cry.”

“It’s inevitable, hyung, I’m a crybaby,” Taemin smiled and ran his fingers through Jonghyun’s hair. “We’re going to hurt each other sometimes but that’s how the best relationships are made, ‘cause we’ll heal each other.”

Jonghyun stared down at the maknae, trying to grip onto the mature words that Taemin was spouting. It was ridiculous, sometimes; Taemin was the baby, the maknae, the naïve, perfect innocent baby and yet he had these words of wisdom that just came out of nowhere that made complete sense and made Jonghyun feel like it was him that was the innocent and naïve one.

“You’re my crybaby,” Jonghyun finally said, tilting his head into the maknae’s slender fingers. “I’m sorry for when I hurt you, now and then and in the future. You’re so important to me, and I don’t want to lose you.” He licked his lips, a bit unsure about his words, but continuing on anyway. “I’d die if I lost you. You bring so much meaning into my life - I have a future with you to look forward to.” Taemin blushed and ducked his head down, but Jonghyun tilted his chin up. “I love you.”

Taemin’s fingers went to the back of Jonghyun’s head, cradling it and pulling him down for a sweet kiss. “I love you, Jonghyunnie. And I can’t wait to start the future with you.”

Jonghyun smiled and returned the kiss, running a hand down Taemin’s side, a suggestive leer in his voice. “Should we start making a family, now?”

Taemin squeaked and knocked Jonghyun’s hand away, pushing the vocalist off of the bed and onto the hotel floor.

“Dog house!” Taemin shouted, pulling the blankets up over him and cocooning up.

Jonghyun pouted and whimpered, kneeling by the bed and resting his chin on the mattress.

“But, Master…”

“Good night my faithful puppy that would never do anything against my wishes ever again because he doesn’t want to be in the dog house for a whole week~”

Jonghyun whimpered again and crawled onto the bed, laying at the foot of the mattress and curling up, defeated. Taemin had sent him to the ‘dog house’ before when he distracted him from studying for his final test before summer and damn that wasn’t fun at all. So he resigned himself to his fate and curled up, letting out a sigh.

But after a few moments he felt Taemin’s hands grabbing at his arms and pulling his bigger body up the mattress as best as he could, grunting with the effort, Jonghyun smiling and crawling next to the maknae, wrapping him up in his arms and kissing his head.

“Good night baby,” Jonghyun sighed, closing his eyes.

He felt Taemin mumble a response against his chest but it was muffled and indecipherable, but Jonghyun smiled and let the energy of the night seep out of him as he finally found rest for his mind.

But before he fell asleep, he made a mental note to take the clothes Taemin was wearing, put them in a trash can, pour ten gallons of gasoline on them, light them on fire and then sit back and watch the fireworks.

And then try to find sanctuary from Key for once again stealing the maknae for an entire night.

group: shinee, pairing: jonghyun/taemin

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