The SHINee Dorm (03)
The SHINee Dorm
pairings: MinKey, OnTae, Jongkyung. /shattered JongKey
rating: PG-13
Minho woke up at 8AM, his head pounding and a crick in his neck. He glanced towards the silent bedroom and didn’t know what to think anymore. I need some exercise. He ran hard and fast, with no idea at all where he was heading, with only the wind in his hair and the sound of his own heavy breathing. He felt as if he took just one more step, just pushed that much harder, he would be able to fly, away from it all.
By noon time, the harsh sunlight was flooding the room, but still Key huddled under the thick duvet. His forehead was beaded with sweat but he didn’t make a move to on the air conditioning or have a shower like he usually would. Hugging his knees to his chest, Key tried to think back on the times he’d had with Jonghyun, searching desperately for the little thing he’d missed, the answer to this whole mess.
Closing his eyes, he remembered the roughness of Jonghyun’s hand as they sauntered down the streets, he recalled the slight stubble on Jonghyun’s chin when they snuggled under the covers in the mornings, and he recollected the slight taste of strawberries in Jonghyun’s mouth when they shared their first kiss. But dwell as he would, Key couldn’t think of a single reason to hate Jonghyun, as much as he wanted to. Key loved him, but hadn’t been able to make him feel the same way, that wasn’t Jonghyun’s fault…Key sat up slowly, the blanket still over his head, when he was roughly shoved back down by someone pouncing on him.
“KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! Oh Key I missed you!” Jonghyun squealed like a ten year old kid as he flung the blanket off the boy. Key lay with his chest heaving under Jonghyun, eyes wide and staring with the blankest expression he could muster.
“Why are you so sweaty anyway? Go on, go shower!” Jonghyun continued to bounce up and down on Key, making him groan and shove him off onto the floor.
“Or…do you want to shower together?” Jonghyun smirked and tugged at Key’s shirt, before leading him coyly into the bathroom.
They spent an hour in there, flooding the bathroom and steaming up the mirror, and finally tumbled out wrapped only in towels. Jonghyun suddenly wrapped his arms around Key’s back and bit his neck. Key screamed and leaned away, but Jonghyun was determined to leave a mark, and the duo fell to the floor in a hysteric tangle of limbs. Then Minho walked in, rain dripping off his clothes and his teeth chattering from the cold.
The three froze where they were and Key literally saw Minho die a little inside before the younger boy turned and ran out of the dorm again.
“Whoops.” Jonghyun laughed, untangling himself from Key. “Now he’s going to hate me even more, especially with that mark on you.” Key just sat petrified on the floor, not caring how the wood was getting stained by the water streaming off his body. What have I done…?
Key wrenched on his clothes and grabbed a waterproof hoodie before running out of the room. Jonghyun just stared at him incredulously, not bothering to ask what he was doing. When Key went to wear his shoes, for the life of him he couldn’t find his, and realized that Minho had worn his by accident. Without a second thought he shoved his feet into Minho’s giant shoes and flew out of the dorm.
Key reached the entrance of the block and saw the torrent crashing down just a step away making him pause for a while. It wasn’t beyond Minho to run out in this crazy storm, but there was no way Key could outrun him, nor even see anything in the downpour. He could run right past his friend and never realize. He reached into his pocket for his cell, but then remembered shattering it to pieces the night before. He cursed loudly and started to pace up and down.
Minho stood just five steps outside the building, feeling the rain pound into him like bullets, and ignoring the hot tears flowing down his cheeks. Every breath he took he inhaled as much water as air but he refused to move from that spot. As least in this rain, no one could see or hear him, and he could block out the rest of the world. In his pocket he felt the weight of Key’s brand new hand phone that he’d gone to fix, and in his heart he felt the weight of seeing Key with Jonghyun. He let out a yell that would have been heard in the next town if not from the rain, and continued to scream out his frustrations.
Then he got tackled to the ground from behind.
Wiping the water from his face he rolled over to find a soaked Key panting next to him. He was about to look away when Key leapt onto him, pinning him to the ground while kneeling over him. Minho saw Key wincing from the pain of the raindrops smashing into his body, but the way the boy was staring so hard into his eyes took his breath away. Key mouthed something before crushing his lips to Minho’s. Did he say ‘I love you’ or ‘You stupid fool.’? Minho thought that for a moment before Key bit his tongue to get his attention.
Of course, the two fell sick the next day, which gave Onew and Taemin an excuse to stay home and mother their umma for once. Jonghyun effectively moved out to Sekyung’s place saying that he didn’t want to catch the bug since he was looking for a job soon. With him gone, the family settle comfortably back into their old roles. Taemin was ordered by Key to watch Onew after the leader gave them digestive pills instead of painkillers, breaking a glass in the process. Even while in bed Key bossed and fussed, the only time he shut up was when Minho grabbed him for another kiss, claiming to be delirious from the fever.
Onew was sent out to buy dinner and medicine, while Taemin stayed in to watch over them, despite Key’s insistence that they weren’t 5 year olds.
“You two can’t be left alone anymore, can you? If Onew hyung hadn’t driven past you two making out in the car park last night you would probably have gone full out there and then in the rain!” Taemin laughed as he swerved to avoid a slap on the bum from Key. “Umma, you’re getting old. Anyway, my drama is on right now so…don’t do anything stupid!” the boy winked and stuck out his tongue at the bedridden couple before floating out of the room.
Once they heard the sounds of the TV in the living room, Key jerked up abruptly and turned to face Minho.
“Minho…I need to tell you this. I love you.” Minho’s whole face lit up at that and he propped himself up on an elbow, but Key stopped him by placing a hand on his chest. “But…”
I knew there was going to be a ‘but’.
“But…I still love Jjong too. And if it’s okay with you…I would rather be happy with you than kill myself every day by his side.” Key ended in a whisper, not daring to look at the other boy.
“So what happens if he suddenly changes his mind one day, and says that he wants you instead?” Minho’s voice was as steady as ever, but his large eyes were trembling, threatening to pool with tears once again.
“I…don’t know. When it comes to that, I’ll have to make a choice. But until then, will you love me, Minho?” finally Key flicked his gaze to stare straight into Minho’s eyes, as he waited for his reply. Minho leaned forward and kissed him gently, before whispering into his ear.
“When have I ever not loved you?”
They recovered in a few days despite Onew giving them the wrong medication and repeatedly buying friend chicken instead of healthy foods. Jonghyun returned to the dorm, none of them mentioning the incident, but with Key choosing to sleep in Minho’s bed. When Jonghyun tried to initiate skinship with Key, Minho was always there to sweep the boy into a deep kiss or to wrap his arm around his waist, and Jonghyun got the hint. But before long, Minho started to complain about Jonghyun’s presence in their room, and Key couldn’t help but feel the same. So they discussed it with Onew and Taemin, who were just as unwilling to share their room, and they decided to talk it out with Jonghyun.
“So, what’s this all about?” Jonghyun just stared at the four solemn faces around the table, tilting his head to the side as he thought.
“Well, Jonghyun, we’ve been talking and we…” Key drifted off in the middle of his sentence, unable to continue.
“We think you should move out.” Minho completed his sentence for him in his normal straightforward way. “Not that there’s anything wrong with you but…”
“But I’m the only straight guy in here, aren’t I?” Jonghyun laughed before getting up. “Sure, I’ll move out. Sekyung has been dropping hints anyway. It was nice knowing you guys.”
“Jjong, I…” Key blurted as the elder boy left the room. Jonghyun paused for a moment in the doorway before waving over his shoulder, not even bothering to turn back.
After Jonghyun left, Taemin took it upon himself to be as cutely annoying as the members believed to be humanly possible, to the point where Key threatened to start a ‘naughty corner’. The youngest played pranks and kept hiding his hyung’s things and even Onew refused to sleep in the same bed after he found ice cubes poured down his pants one night. He also insisted on playing ‘the game’, randomly cracking up at the hyung’s glares to tell them they lost.
The three elders were at a total loss at what to do; they’d never seen Taemin like this before. Yes, he’d had his cheeky times but lately it was like he’d been possessed by…Jonghyun. Finally, Key snapped. When Taemin was jumping on the couch refusing to come for dinner, Key wordlessly hurled his chopping board at him before storming out of the house.
Taemin froze, nearly having his head hacked off by a flying chopping board a second ago, and gawked at the other two hyungs. However, they too were frozen in their seats, and even Minho didn’t dare to go after Key. It was as if time had stopped in the dorm as the three statues stared at each other. Eventually, Taemin flopped onto the sofa and started to cry, making Onew fly over to his side, tripping over the coffee table in the process.
“I didn’t mean to make umma angry…” Taemin wailed. “It’s just that he seemed so sad about Jonghyun hyung leaving, I wanted to be like Jonghyun hyung was to umma…” Tears welled up in Onew’s eyes as he engulfed the boy in a hug, rocking him back and fourth gently.
“Key loves you for who you are, Taemin, and he loved Jonghyun for who he was. You don’t need to become someone you’re not to make him happy.” Minho called over from his seat at the dining table, before heading out of the house to look for his other half.
The SHINee Dorm (02)
The SHINee Dorm (04)
i have no idea what i'm doing. TT i'm sorry.
my brain hurts from studying bio (no, that doesn't mean i'm writing smut) and idk where i'm going with this.
oh well. after today, my life will be at peace, and i can actually think straight after 10 hours of sleep.
oh, and in case you don't know the game, (got this from ixjaydee ^^)
"There are only two things you need to know about the game. The first is, once you know the rules, then you are bound forever by the game. The second rule is, if you think about the game, you lose. And you just lost the game :]"
comments (good or bad) are loved, thanks for reading!
-aelis
pairings: MinKey, OnTae, Jongkyung. /shattered JongKey
rating: PG-13
Minho woke up at 8AM, his head pounding and a crick in his neck. He glanced towards the silent bedroom and didn’t know what to think anymore. I need some exercise. He ran hard and fast, with no idea at all where he was heading, with only the wind in his hair and the sound of his own heavy breathing. He felt as if he took just one more step, just pushed that much harder, he would be able to fly, away from it all.
By noon time, the harsh sunlight was flooding the room, but still Key huddled under the thick duvet. His forehead was beaded with sweat but he didn’t make a move to on the air conditioning or have a shower like he usually would. Hugging his knees to his chest, Key tried to think back on the times he’d had with Jonghyun, searching desperately for the little thing he’d missed, the answer to this whole mess.
Closing his eyes, he remembered the roughness of Jonghyun’s hand as they sauntered down the streets, he recalled the slight stubble on Jonghyun’s chin when they snuggled under the covers in the mornings, and he recollected the slight taste of strawberries in Jonghyun’s mouth when they shared their first kiss. But dwell as he would, Key couldn’t think of a single reason to hate Jonghyun, as much as he wanted to. Key loved him, but hadn’t been able to make him feel the same way, that wasn’t Jonghyun’s fault…Key sat up slowly, the blanket still over his head, when he was roughly shoved back down by someone pouncing on him.
“KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEY KEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~! Oh Key I missed you!” Jonghyun squealed like a ten year old kid as he flung the blanket off the boy. Key lay with his chest heaving under Jonghyun, eyes wide and staring with the blankest expression he could muster.
“Why are you so sweaty anyway? Go on, go shower!” Jonghyun continued to bounce up and down on Key, making him groan and shove him off onto the floor.
“Or…do you want to shower together?” Jonghyun smirked and tugged at Key’s shirt, before leading him coyly into the bathroom.
They spent an hour in there, flooding the bathroom and steaming up the mirror, and finally tumbled out wrapped only in towels. Jonghyun suddenly wrapped his arms around Key’s back and bit his neck. Key screamed and leaned away, but Jonghyun was determined to leave a mark, and the duo fell to the floor in a hysteric tangle of limbs. Then Minho walked in, rain dripping off his clothes and his teeth chattering from the cold.
The three froze where they were and Key literally saw Minho die a little inside before the younger boy turned and ran out of the dorm again.
“Whoops.” Jonghyun laughed, untangling himself from Key. “Now he’s going to hate me even more, especially with that mark on you.” Key just sat petrified on the floor, not caring how the wood was getting stained by the water streaming off his body. What have I done…?
Key wrenched on his clothes and grabbed a waterproof hoodie before running out of the room. Jonghyun just stared at him incredulously, not bothering to ask what he was doing. When Key went to wear his shoes, for the life of him he couldn’t find his, and realized that Minho had worn his by accident. Without a second thought he shoved his feet into Minho’s giant shoes and flew out of the dorm.
Key reached the entrance of the block and saw the torrent crashing down just a step away making him pause for a while. It wasn’t beyond Minho to run out in this crazy storm, but there was no way Key could outrun him, nor even see anything in the downpour. He could run right past his friend and never realize. He reached into his pocket for his cell, but then remembered shattering it to pieces the night before. He cursed loudly and started to pace up and down.
Minho stood just five steps outside the building, feeling the rain pound into him like bullets, and ignoring the hot tears flowing down his cheeks. Every breath he took he inhaled as much water as air but he refused to move from that spot. As least in this rain, no one could see or hear him, and he could block out the rest of the world. In his pocket he felt the weight of Key’s brand new hand phone that he’d gone to fix, and in his heart he felt the weight of seeing Key with Jonghyun. He let out a yell that would have been heard in the next town if not from the rain, and continued to scream out his frustrations.
Then he got tackled to the ground from behind.
Wiping the water from his face he rolled over to find a soaked Key panting next to him. He was about to look away when Key leapt onto him, pinning him to the ground while kneeling over him. Minho saw Key wincing from the pain of the raindrops smashing into his body, but the way the boy was staring so hard into his eyes took his breath away. Key mouthed something before crushing his lips to Minho’s. Did he say ‘I love you’ or ‘You stupid fool.’? Minho thought that for a moment before Key bit his tongue to get his attention.
Of course, the two fell sick the next day, which gave Onew and Taemin an excuse to stay home and mother their umma for once. Jonghyun effectively moved out to Sekyung’s place saying that he didn’t want to catch the bug since he was looking for a job soon. With him gone, the family settle comfortably back into their old roles. Taemin was ordered by Key to watch Onew after the leader gave them digestive pills instead of painkillers, breaking a glass in the process. Even while in bed Key bossed and fussed, the only time he shut up was when Minho grabbed him for another kiss, claiming to be delirious from the fever.
Onew was sent out to buy dinner and medicine, while Taemin stayed in to watch over them, despite Key’s insistence that they weren’t 5 year olds.
“You two can’t be left alone anymore, can you? If Onew hyung hadn’t driven past you two making out in the car park last night you would probably have gone full out there and then in the rain!” Taemin laughed as he swerved to avoid a slap on the bum from Key. “Umma, you’re getting old. Anyway, my drama is on right now so…don’t do anything stupid!” the boy winked and stuck out his tongue at the bedridden couple before floating out of the room.
Once they heard the sounds of the TV in the living room, Key jerked up abruptly and turned to face Minho.
“Minho…I need to tell you this. I love you.” Minho’s whole face lit up at that and he propped himself up on an elbow, but Key stopped him by placing a hand on his chest. “But…”
I knew there was going to be a ‘but’.
“But…I still love Jjong too. And if it’s okay with you…I would rather be happy with you than kill myself every day by his side.” Key ended in a whisper, not daring to look at the other boy.
“So what happens if he suddenly changes his mind one day, and says that he wants you instead?” Minho’s voice was as steady as ever, but his large eyes were trembling, threatening to pool with tears once again.
“I…don’t know. When it comes to that, I’ll have to make a choice. But until then, will you love me, Minho?” finally Key flicked his gaze to stare straight into Minho’s eyes, as he waited for his reply. Minho leaned forward and kissed him gently, before whispering into his ear.
“When have I ever not loved you?”
They recovered in a few days despite Onew giving them the wrong medication and repeatedly buying friend chicken instead of healthy foods. Jonghyun returned to the dorm, none of them mentioning the incident, but with Key choosing to sleep in Minho’s bed. When Jonghyun tried to initiate skinship with Key, Minho was always there to sweep the boy into a deep kiss or to wrap his arm around his waist, and Jonghyun got the hint. But before long, Minho started to complain about Jonghyun’s presence in their room, and Key couldn’t help but feel the same. So they discussed it with Onew and Taemin, who were just as unwilling to share their room, and they decided to talk it out with Jonghyun.
“So, what’s this all about?” Jonghyun just stared at the four solemn faces around the table, tilting his head to the side as he thought.
“Well, Jonghyun, we’ve been talking and we…” Key drifted off in the middle of his sentence, unable to continue.
“We think you should move out.” Minho completed his sentence for him in his normal straightforward way. “Not that there’s anything wrong with you but…”
“But I’m the only straight guy in here, aren’t I?” Jonghyun laughed before getting up. “Sure, I’ll move out. Sekyung has been dropping hints anyway. It was nice knowing you guys.”
“Jjong, I…” Key blurted as the elder boy left the room. Jonghyun paused for a moment in the doorway before waving over his shoulder, not even bothering to turn back.
After Jonghyun left, Taemin took it upon himself to be as cutely annoying as the members believed to be humanly possible, to the point where Key threatened to start a ‘naughty corner’. The youngest played pranks and kept hiding his hyung’s things and even Onew refused to sleep in the same bed after he found ice cubes poured down his pants one night. He also insisted on playing ‘the game’, randomly cracking up at the hyung’s glares to tell them they lost.
The three elders were at a total loss at what to do; they’d never seen Taemin like this before. Yes, he’d had his cheeky times but lately it was like he’d been possessed by…Jonghyun. Finally, Key snapped. When Taemin was jumping on the couch refusing to come for dinner, Key wordlessly hurled his chopping board at him before storming out of the house.
Taemin froze, nearly having his head hacked off by a flying chopping board a second ago, and gawked at the other two hyungs. However, they too were frozen in their seats, and even Minho didn’t dare to go after Key. It was as if time had stopped in the dorm as the three statues stared at each other. Eventually, Taemin flopped onto the sofa and started to cry, making Onew fly over to his side, tripping over the coffee table in the process.
“I didn’t mean to make umma angry…” Taemin wailed. “It’s just that he seemed so sad about Jonghyun hyung leaving, I wanted to be like Jonghyun hyung was to umma…” Tears welled up in Onew’s eyes as he engulfed the boy in a hug, rocking him back and fourth gently.
“Key loves you for who you are, Taemin, and he loved Jonghyun for who he was. You don’t need to become someone you’re not to make him happy.” Minho called over from his seat at the dining table, before heading out of the house to look for his other half.
The SHINee Dorm (02)
The SHINee Dorm (04)
i have no idea what i'm doing. TT i'm sorry.
my brain hurts from studying bio (no, that doesn't mean i'm writing smut) and idk where i'm going with this.
oh well. after today, my life will be at peace, and i can actually think straight after 10 hours of sleep.
oh, and in case you don't know the game, (got this from ixjaydee ^^)
"There are only two things you need to know about the game. The first is, once you know the rules, then you are bound forever by the game. The second rule is, if you think about the game, you lose. And you just lost the game :]"
comments (good or bad) are loved, thanks for reading!
-aelis