I Only Love You [3/4]
Title: Healing Heart
Rating: NC17
Pairing: 2min
Genre: angst, fluff, smut
Summary: Minho is slowly learning to deal with his break up with Nichkhun, but when he hears that his ex-boyfriend is going to be on WGM with Victoria, he feels as if his heart is shattering all over again. Will someone be able to repair his broken heart?
Everything seemed to run so smoothly between the newly formed couple, like it was destined, created by the gods and set in action. They were perfect for one another and it was so uncanny, almost like Jonghyun and Key, but their relationship had a different dynamic than the dino and the diva. Minho and Taemin were much calmer with their shows of affection, settling for easily concealable hand holding and sweet stolen kisses in green rooms where no one could see. Nothing was fast paced or rushed, nothing was secretive or unnecessary. Taemin was more than understanding towards Minho, always had been, and Minho just felt that protective need to keep his dongsaeng safe.
When the couple fought, it was often worked out through a few hours seperation and then whispered appologies late at night when Taemin would sneak into Minho's room. The youngest was growing accustomed to sleeping in the elder's arms, wrapped up tight and secure each night. So if they fought, going to bed angry, guilt would gnaw at his stomach and he would crawl out of the bed and into Minho's warm sheets. His appologies ghosting over heated skin as his lips danced softly on Minho's shoulder.
The rest of the group reacted positively when they told them, Key giving them a stern what to and how for. It was merely his motherly side coming out. Other wise, the rest just gave them general advice on keeping things hush hush and sent them on their way. Jinki wasn't jealous by his group memebers pairing off, no no. He was married to his work, though he was slowly opening up to a sweet girl in their company. He would share late night phone calls with her and spend extra time with her if he could.
SHINee as a whole continued on its normal schedule, leaving Jonghyun to heal as the others worked out their own schedules accordingly. One of their busy days led to the four members lounging in a green room, waiting for a show to start so they could MC it. Well, Taemin and Key where the MCs and Minho just came along to watch and Onew had to supervise since he had nothing scheduled at the alotted time period. The four were lounging in the waiting room, talking to one another like normal, laughing and carrying on.
Minho would watch Taemin closely, analyzing how his smile curled at the corners of his mouth and how his eyes turned into happy cresents. He noted the tired look to the maknae's eyes and knew that he needed more sleep, they all did. But Minho knew that their tri-weekly nightly excursions in the sheets didn't help the younger of the two. Perhaps they would need to cut back... but even just thinking that left Minho picturing a pouting Taemin that would still get his way. He would just have to find another solution he supposed.
Taemin sat close to him on the couch, no space between them, their legs brushing and forearms bumping softly. It was comfortable, how close they were as they sat. But Minho wanted to reach over and sling his arm around Taemin's neck like he would sometimes when people wouldn't really suspect anything and whisper in his ear, golden hair tickling his lips. But he couldn't, not while in public. The maknae was so sultry without even trying, tugging at Minho's heart and causing him to melt with his smile and soft voice.
The tall rapper was only a few seconds from pulling Taemin out of the room and ravishing in a hidden corner when the sound of heels entering the room distracted him, making him look up and towards a girl. Victoria walked in with a hat on her head and large sunglasses on her face and Minho nearly chuckled at the look she opted to use. "Vic!" was about all he could say. Though he honestly did once find himself jealous of the girl, he couldn't really bring himself to hate his friend and stood to greet her as the other three stood up in a greeting as well.
"I brought you all some drinks and snacks..." The thin, long hair girl smiled kindly at them as she held up the plastic bag. "I also came to ask a favor of you." The four boys stood around her. Minho kept the distance between himself and Taemin scarce, feeling the boy's arm brush against his own several times. It was comforting almost and it made him smile a little brighter as he watched Victoria quickly explain what she was doing there. "2pm's comeback is today and I wanted to surprised Nichkhun. I need your help with the surpise..." The girl looked hopefully, her eyes going wide in a customary pout.
Taemin looked a little confused before asking in a slightly excited voice. "Oh! He doesn't know your here then?" The youngest was still eager to create surprises and do anything fun. He still held an innocence about him that seemed unshakable and that just made Minho want to tenderly wrap him up in a hug and dot kisses over his cheeks and nose until he was whining about the affection.
When Victoria confirmed that Nichkhun didn't know she was there, Onew deduced that Victoria wanted to surprise her 'husband' for the show. She then admitted to having no plans and relying heavily upon the boy's ideas to get her through her idea. Minho blanched for a moment, his mind only thinking one thing. She was a bit of an airhead to not think something like this through. Key seriously meantioned talking with their manager for permission to help her, but she whined and her voice grated on Minho's nerves. He wondered how could anyone really find something like this act cute... wait he did when Taemin did it, but his voice wasn't as high pitched and he would appologize for inconveniencing someone.
The leader jokingly told her to pay first, causing a slight silence with his awkward statement before the rest of them laughed it off. Victoria then revealed she brought a camera to record only Nichkhun and Minho felt a slight flare of jealousy, sending her a masked looked as he tried not to sound upset. Minho was never able to do something like that with Nichkhun before when they were together. He couldn't have public surprises and he couldn't record him as a hidden fan, it was annoying to think that everything before was so secretive. But Minho wasn't too upset about it, he did get to see Taemin dance and sing on stage every performance up close, counting the beads of sweat that rolled over his skin. That alone was much better than any fan camera experience, no matter how cute the idea was.
The four performers adjourned to the couch, sitting relatively relaxed as they tossed around ideas. Nothing really came up between them. Key lamely suggested a large box for Victoria to pop out of, but it was quickly disregarded. They were all stumped as to what the girl should do and Key complained openly about the short notice, reprimanding the girl lightly for not e-mailing them beforehand. There was an awkward silence as they shifted around the room as the cameras from 'We Got Married' filmed them constantly, trying to get something worthy out of the film, but they were all at a loss.
Minho found himself watching his boyfriend out of the corner of his eye carefully as the cameras filmed them, taking in the smooth features he could never grow tired of. As Taemin sat on the armrest of the couch, doe-eyes traced the form of his body, taking in ever familiar angle. His gaze traced over the revealed collarbones that the wide collar of the shirt somewhat revealed when the jacket he wore pooled at his elbows. Minho honestly tried to seem wrapped up in thinking of ways to help Victoria, but he couldn't stop looking at the maknae.
Eventually he came up with a half-assed plan and relayed it to his members and the girl. He would be the one to help Victoria since he was closet to Nichkhun out of all of them, so this meant personal contact. Minho had already bumped into his ex-boyfriend before and the awkwardness was there, but not to the point that others noticed, they hid it well. Minho would take the camera that Victoria would use to record Nichkhun during his performance and claim that a fan wanted to see him. He could only hope it would work, but it was the best he could do on such a short notice.
When 2pm began to record the first rehearsal and the video feed appeared on the television screen in their room, Taemin eagerly pointed it out to Victoria, helping the girl to notice her husband. The pair watched with amusement, Taemin being the supportive friend that pointed out the elder male to her. He had done the same when it was Minho in the relationship, but this time his smile seemed a bit brighter and his words a bit more genuine. It wasn't like he was forcing himself anymore and that alone made Minho want to pull the boy in for a tight hug.
The time slipped by as the group of boys had a small chat with their manager as Victoria sat alone. Upon their return, Key pointed out that 2pm were starting and Taemin urged her along with her camera to record her 'husband'. The youngest thought it was endearing how she wanted to surprise him, but said nothing as they began to get ready for their own recordings. Minho watched them powered Taemin's face one last time before giving them the warning that they would record in ten minutes. The rapper felt a small restraint snap as the blonde licked his lips absentmindedly and walked up to him, leaning close to whisper in his ear softly. "Follow me..." was all he said before softly circling the boy's thin wrist in his hand and pulling him towards the door, away from the other two.
Minho lead Taemin away from the green room silently, finding a small alcove that several artists used for privacy that happened to be vacant at the moment. He tugged the blonde boy inside softly, watching as shadows masked his smiling face for a moment before he gently gripped his chin and tilted it up. All the desire from just watching him talk and move had built up to too much and Minho had to steal him away for a few moments of alone time. He could feel no jealousy towards Victoria right then or wish for anything different because someone so utterly perfect was staring back at him with large, innocent eyes.
A smirk curled at his lips as Taemin's eyes began to flutter closed expectantly as the distance between them grew shorter. Minho usually liked to tease the boy, only giving in once he made a protest about the distance, but this time he didn't. He closed the distance eagerly, pressing his warm mouth against Taemin's in a soft kiss to his mouth. His hand cupped the side of the maknae's face and the other circled his waist, tugging him as close as possible as their mouths melted together in the kiss. The elder let his tongue slip out, lightly tasting plush lips before they opened all too willingly. Their small wet muscles slipped lazily against one anothers', coaxing each other with gentle caresses as Minho slowly pressed Taemin to the wall behind them.
His long fingers softly created an unknown pattern on the warm skin of Taemin's back where his shirt rode up as he wrapped his arms around Minho's neck. At first the kiss was gentle, a familiar meeting of lips and tongues, then it grew into something much more headed and needed. It began to promise of so much more that night, of warm hands on smooth skin and silent cries of ecstasy. It promised heated flesh and blissful pleasure and the maknae gave a soft moan, his hips stuttering forward to press his growing desire into Minho's thigh. The couple was so pressed for time, but that kiss just drove the younger up the wall, making his fingers desperately claw at Minho's back for a moment as his moans pleaded into his lover's mouth for something, anything.
Minho was torn only for a moment before he decided to help the younger as quickly as he could. He pressed his mouth tightly to his lovers to gulp down the moans that would surely grow as his hand ran down over the front of his body and began to open the skinny jeans quickly. Taemin gave a sound of shock and then gave a deeper sound as a large hand massaged his hard on before taking him out and stroking him. Minho had learned early on ever little thing Taemin liked. He knew just how much pressure to add, how to twist his wrist just so, and when to brush his thumb over the overly sensitve tip to make the boy come undone quickly. Usually he avoided all of these, but for the first time, he was doing them all at once.
Taemin was arching off the wall, his mouth falling open as he panted, trying to keep quiet. His eyes were hooded as he watched Minho stroke him steadily, fingers gripping tightly at Minho's forearms. His toes curled in his shoes and his hips lazily thrust upwards as he let Minho do the work. His head fell back and bliss was written on his face as he watched the look of concentration on his hyung's features before he felt lips on his mouth again, allowing him to moan weakily. All the heat in the small body began to pool in his groin and he had to bite back the loud moan that threatened to tear from his throat as his entire body tensed. Ribbons of white escaped him, splattering on the floor beside Minho as he gave a soft cry into the elder's mouth.
Minho continued to stroke him slowly, making sure the boy fully rode out his orgasm before gently tucking him away and kissing him lazily again. He lightly pulled back, dabbling at the sweat that had formed on the blonde's browline. He gave him a small, crooked smile and Taemin blushed cutely, burying his face into Minho's shoulder shyly. He loved these surprise moments and often relished in them. He softly kissed his hyung's neck before pulling back and looking up at him with a soft gaze.
"Hyung... are you jealous of what Nichkhun-shi and Victoria have?" he asked softly, his fingers tightening just slightly. So he had noticed Minho's flare of jealousy earlier. Here he thought he had masked it well, but then again, Taemin was always looking past his calm, cool front and seeing the emotions that were always beneath the mask of indifferance.
The rapper gently cupped his cheek and kissed his forehead softly, smiling down at him. "Anniyo Taeminnie, I'm not jealous of what they have. Yes they can be a couple openly and do silly things like this for one another, but I much prefer having you curled up beside me every night and not having cameras record all of our private moments together because I don't want to share them with anyone else." He grinned softly, giving the smaller boy one final kiss before dragging him from their hiding place.
When they returned to the others, Key gave them a skeptical glance, his eyes narrowing accusingly. Taemin couldn't seem to stop smiling stupidly and he looked relaxed. They smelt of the deed and the elder of the three knew something happened, but he couldn't figure out what. So he merely let it go and off handedly mentioned that Minho should return to Victoria soon. 2pm had finished their recording and she would probably need someone to talk to while Taemin and Key MC'd.
Minho gave a grunt of displeasure in response before giving Taemin's hand a soft squeeze. He disappeared out of the green room and into the hall, looking for the f(x) group member. But his mind was boggled with thoughts of what was to come that night. He couldn't keep the grin off his face as he waited for the girl to show up.
Part 4
Rating: NC17
Pairing: 2min
Genre: angst, fluff, smut
Summary: Minho is slowly learning to deal with his break up with Nichkhun, but when he hears that his ex-boyfriend is going to be on WGM with Victoria, he feels as if his heart is shattering all over again. Will someone be able to repair his broken heart?
Everything seemed to run so smoothly between the newly formed couple, like it was destined, created by the gods and set in action. They were perfect for one another and it was so uncanny, almost like Jonghyun and Key, but their relationship had a different dynamic than the dino and the diva. Minho and Taemin were much calmer with their shows of affection, settling for easily concealable hand holding and sweet stolen kisses in green rooms where no one could see. Nothing was fast paced or rushed, nothing was secretive or unnecessary. Taemin was more than understanding towards Minho, always had been, and Minho just felt that protective need to keep his dongsaeng safe.
When the couple fought, it was often worked out through a few hours seperation and then whispered appologies late at night when Taemin would sneak into Minho's room. The youngest was growing accustomed to sleeping in the elder's arms, wrapped up tight and secure each night. So if they fought, going to bed angry, guilt would gnaw at his stomach and he would crawl out of the bed and into Minho's warm sheets. His appologies ghosting over heated skin as his lips danced softly on Minho's shoulder.
The rest of the group reacted positively when they told them, Key giving them a stern what to and how for. It was merely his motherly side coming out. Other wise, the rest just gave them general advice on keeping things hush hush and sent them on their way. Jinki wasn't jealous by his group memebers pairing off, no no. He was married to his work, though he was slowly opening up to a sweet girl in their company. He would share late night phone calls with her and spend extra time with her if he could.
SHINee as a whole continued on its normal schedule, leaving Jonghyun to heal as the others worked out their own schedules accordingly. One of their busy days led to the four members lounging in a green room, waiting for a show to start so they could MC it. Well, Taemin and Key where the MCs and Minho just came along to watch and Onew had to supervise since he had nothing scheduled at the alotted time period. The four were lounging in the waiting room, talking to one another like normal, laughing and carrying on.
Minho would watch Taemin closely, analyzing how his smile curled at the corners of his mouth and how his eyes turned into happy cresents. He noted the tired look to the maknae's eyes and knew that he needed more sleep, they all did. But Minho knew that their tri-weekly nightly excursions in the sheets didn't help the younger of the two. Perhaps they would need to cut back... but even just thinking that left Minho picturing a pouting Taemin that would still get his way. He would just have to find another solution he supposed.
Taemin sat close to him on the couch, no space between them, their legs brushing and forearms bumping softly. It was comfortable, how close they were as they sat. But Minho wanted to reach over and sling his arm around Taemin's neck like he would sometimes when people wouldn't really suspect anything and whisper in his ear, golden hair tickling his lips. But he couldn't, not while in public. The maknae was so sultry without even trying, tugging at Minho's heart and causing him to melt with his smile and soft voice.
The tall rapper was only a few seconds from pulling Taemin out of the room and ravishing in a hidden corner when the sound of heels entering the room distracted him, making him look up and towards a girl. Victoria walked in with a hat on her head and large sunglasses on her face and Minho nearly chuckled at the look she opted to use. "Vic!" was about all he could say. Though he honestly did once find himself jealous of the girl, he couldn't really bring himself to hate his friend and stood to greet her as the other three stood up in a greeting as well.
"I brought you all some drinks and snacks..." The thin, long hair girl smiled kindly at them as she held up the plastic bag. "I also came to ask a favor of you." The four boys stood around her. Minho kept the distance between himself and Taemin scarce, feeling the boy's arm brush against his own several times. It was comforting almost and it made him smile a little brighter as he watched Victoria quickly explain what she was doing there. "2pm's comeback is today and I wanted to surprised Nichkhun. I need your help with the surpise..." The girl looked hopefully, her eyes going wide in a customary pout.
Taemin looked a little confused before asking in a slightly excited voice. "Oh! He doesn't know your here then?" The youngest was still eager to create surprises and do anything fun. He still held an innocence about him that seemed unshakable and that just made Minho want to tenderly wrap him up in a hug and dot kisses over his cheeks and nose until he was whining about the affection.
When Victoria confirmed that Nichkhun didn't know she was there, Onew deduced that Victoria wanted to surprise her 'husband' for the show. She then admitted to having no plans and relying heavily upon the boy's ideas to get her through her idea. Minho blanched for a moment, his mind only thinking one thing. She was a bit of an airhead to not think something like this through. Key seriously meantioned talking with their manager for permission to help her, but she whined and her voice grated on Minho's nerves. He wondered how could anyone really find something like this act cute... wait he did when Taemin did it, but his voice wasn't as high pitched and he would appologize for inconveniencing someone.
The leader jokingly told her to pay first, causing a slight silence with his awkward statement before the rest of them laughed it off. Victoria then revealed she brought a camera to record only Nichkhun and Minho felt a slight flare of jealousy, sending her a masked looked as he tried not to sound upset. Minho was never able to do something like that with Nichkhun before when they were together. He couldn't have public surprises and he couldn't record him as a hidden fan, it was annoying to think that everything before was so secretive. But Minho wasn't too upset about it, he did get to see Taemin dance and sing on stage every performance up close, counting the beads of sweat that rolled over his skin. That alone was much better than any fan camera experience, no matter how cute the idea was.
The four performers adjourned to the couch, sitting relatively relaxed as they tossed around ideas. Nothing really came up between them. Key lamely suggested a large box for Victoria to pop out of, but it was quickly disregarded. They were all stumped as to what the girl should do and Key complained openly about the short notice, reprimanding the girl lightly for not e-mailing them beforehand. There was an awkward silence as they shifted around the room as the cameras from 'We Got Married' filmed them constantly, trying to get something worthy out of the film, but they were all at a loss.
Minho found himself watching his boyfriend out of the corner of his eye carefully as the cameras filmed them, taking in the smooth features he could never grow tired of. As Taemin sat on the armrest of the couch, doe-eyes traced the form of his body, taking in ever familiar angle. His gaze traced over the revealed collarbones that the wide collar of the shirt somewhat revealed when the jacket he wore pooled at his elbows. Minho honestly tried to seem wrapped up in thinking of ways to help Victoria, but he couldn't stop looking at the maknae.
Eventually he came up with a half-assed plan and relayed it to his members and the girl. He would be the one to help Victoria since he was closet to Nichkhun out of all of them, so this meant personal contact. Minho had already bumped into his ex-boyfriend before and the awkwardness was there, but not to the point that others noticed, they hid it well. Minho would take the camera that Victoria would use to record Nichkhun during his performance and claim that a fan wanted to see him. He could only hope it would work, but it was the best he could do on such a short notice.
When 2pm began to record the first rehearsal and the video feed appeared on the television screen in their room, Taemin eagerly pointed it out to Victoria, helping the girl to notice her husband. The pair watched with amusement, Taemin being the supportive friend that pointed out the elder male to her. He had done the same when it was Minho in the relationship, but this time his smile seemed a bit brighter and his words a bit more genuine. It wasn't like he was forcing himself anymore and that alone made Minho want to pull the boy in for a tight hug.
The time slipped by as the group of boys had a small chat with their manager as Victoria sat alone. Upon their return, Key pointed out that 2pm were starting and Taemin urged her along with her camera to record her 'husband'. The youngest thought it was endearing how she wanted to surprise him, but said nothing as they began to get ready for their own recordings. Minho watched them powered Taemin's face one last time before giving them the warning that they would record in ten minutes. The rapper felt a small restraint snap as the blonde licked his lips absentmindedly and walked up to him, leaning close to whisper in his ear softly. "Follow me..." was all he said before softly circling the boy's thin wrist in his hand and pulling him towards the door, away from the other two.
Minho lead Taemin away from the green room silently, finding a small alcove that several artists used for privacy that happened to be vacant at the moment. He tugged the blonde boy inside softly, watching as shadows masked his smiling face for a moment before he gently gripped his chin and tilted it up. All the desire from just watching him talk and move had built up to too much and Minho had to steal him away for a few moments of alone time. He could feel no jealousy towards Victoria right then or wish for anything different because someone so utterly perfect was staring back at him with large, innocent eyes.
A smirk curled at his lips as Taemin's eyes began to flutter closed expectantly as the distance between them grew shorter. Minho usually liked to tease the boy, only giving in once he made a protest about the distance, but this time he didn't. He closed the distance eagerly, pressing his warm mouth against Taemin's in a soft kiss to his mouth. His hand cupped the side of the maknae's face and the other circled his waist, tugging him as close as possible as their mouths melted together in the kiss. The elder let his tongue slip out, lightly tasting plush lips before they opened all too willingly. Their small wet muscles slipped lazily against one anothers', coaxing each other with gentle caresses as Minho slowly pressed Taemin to the wall behind them.
His long fingers softly created an unknown pattern on the warm skin of Taemin's back where his shirt rode up as he wrapped his arms around Minho's neck. At first the kiss was gentle, a familiar meeting of lips and tongues, then it grew into something much more headed and needed. It began to promise of so much more that night, of warm hands on smooth skin and silent cries of ecstasy. It promised heated flesh and blissful pleasure and the maknae gave a soft moan, his hips stuttering forward to press his growing desire into Minho's thigh. The couple was so pressed for time, but that kiss just drove the younger up the wall, making his fingers desperately claw at Minho's back for a moment as his moans pleaded into his lover's mouth for something, anything.
Minho was torn only for a moment before he decided to help the younger as quickly as he could. He pressed his mouth tightly to his lovers to gulp down the moans that would surely grow as his hand ran down over the front of his body and began to open the skinny jeans quickly. Taemin gave a sound of shock and then gave a deeper sound as a large hand massaged his hard on before taking him out and stroking him. Minho had learned early on ever little thing Taemin liked. He knew just how much pressure to add, how to twist his wrist just so, and when to brush his thumb over the overly sensitve tip to make the boy come undone quickly. Usually he avoided all of these, but for the first time, he was doing them all at once.
Taemin was arching off the wall, his mouth falling open as he panted, trying to keep quiet. His eyes were hooded as he watched Minho stroke him steadily, fingers gripping tightly at Minho's forearms. His toes curled in his shoes and his hips lazily thrust upwards as he let Minho do the work. His head fell back and bliss was written on his face as he watched the look of concentration on his hyung's features before he felt lips on his mouth again, allowing him to moan weakily. All the heat in the small body began to pool in his groin and he had to bite back the loud moan that threatened to tear from his throat as his entire body tensed. Ribbons of white escaped him, splattering on the floor beside Minho as he gave a soft cry into the elder's mouth.
Minho continued to stroke him slowly, making sure the boy fully rode out his orgasm before gently tucking him away and kissing him lazily again. He lightly pulled back, dabbling at the sweat that had formed on the blonde's browline. He gave him a small, crooked smile and Taemin blushed cutely, burying his face into Minho's shoulder shyly. He loved these surprise moments and often relished in them. He softly kissed his hyung's neck before pulling back and looking up at him with a soft gaze.
"Hyung... are you jealous of what Nichkhun-shi and Victoria have?" he asked softly, his fingers tightening just slightly. So he had noticed Minho's flare of jealousy earlier. Here he thought he had masked it well, but then again, Taemin was always looking past his calm, cool front and seeing the emotions that were always beneath the mask of indifferance.
The rapper gently cupped his cheek and kissed his forehead softly, smiling down at him. "Anniyo Taeminnie, I'm not jealous of what they have. Yes they can be a couple openly and do silly things like this for one another, but I much prefer having you curled up beside me every night and not having cameras record all of our private moments together because I don't want to share them with anyone else." He grinned softly, giving the smaller boy one final kiss before dragging him from their hiding place.
When they returned to the others, Key gave them a skeptical glance, his eyes narrowing accusingly. Taemin couldn't seem to stop smiling stupidly and he looked relaxed. They smelt of the deed and the elder of the three knew something happened, but he couldn't figure out what. So he merely let it go and off handedly mentioned that Minho should return to Victoria soon. 2pm had finished their recording and she would probably need someone to talk to while Taemin and Key MC'd.
Minho gave a grunt of displeasure in response before giving Taemin's hand a soft squeeze. He disappeared out of the green room and into the hall, looking for the f(x) group member. But his mind was boggled with thoughts of what was to come that night. He couldn't keep the grin off his face as he waited for the girl to show up.
Part 4