Something Akin to Lies; broken!Taemin/Sulli; G
Something Akin to Lies
broken!taemin/sulli; slight angst; G; 489 words
“It’s Minho hyung.”
Jinri looks up at Taemin, white teeth bares right in front of her eyes in the form of a sheepish grin. “What are you talking about,” she deadpans, before huffing a breath and turning back to the abandoned bento box. The way Taemin grins is suspiciously… suspicious, she thinks, as she shoves a piece of fried shrimp into her mouth, tongue sticking out and such.
“You should change your eating habit, Ssul,” he says, stealing another shrimp from Jinri’s box. “It’s not cute and… I’m not trying to be rude, but it’s disgusting and Minho hyung likes elegant girls, so.”
She tries her best not to choke on the shrimp’s tail. “What.”
“What’s what? Your eating habit? It’s disgusting. Or about-”
“Why do you suddenly bring Minho oppa into our conversation,” Jinri snatches back the shrimp from Taemin’s chopsticks, “and why did you mention his ideal type. It’s not like I want to know about that.”
Taemin chuckles, hands ruffling Jinri’s now shoulder-length hair, “And it’s not like I don’t know that you’re having a fucking big crush on my lovely hyung, and as a wonderful oppa-and-sunbae, I have to help you with your love life, right? Another reason is because that tall giant is, like, seriously, as oblivious as rock, while you’re being super obvious about your crush so I just can’t stand watching the two of you from afar. Then here I am, to be your awesome cupid. You should feel honored because I decided to help you.”
Heavy shade of crimson creeps on Jinri’s cheeks, sending her hand to slap Taemin’s back on reflex. “I’m not-”
“-denying that, and that’s okay because it’s natural for a person to be attracted to other person.” Taemin flashes her the Cheshire grin he has learnt from one particular Kim Jongdae. “So, should I tell him?”
“And why should you tell him?”
“Because I’m your awesome cupid. Shoot-shoot-shoot!” another cheeky Hoot dance comes by and Jinri hits Taemin’s ribs with her elbow, hard. The latter yelps painfully, muttering random profanities at Jinri who smiles triumphantly. Oh, Holy Sharp Elbows.
“I’m going to tell him,” he threatens after a minute of rubbing and hissing. Jinri spares a glance at him, contemplating between saying something or not.
“Go ahead,” Jinri huffs. “If that’s okay with you,” she adds a millisecond later under her breath.
“It’s perfectly okay.”
“Is it?” she hopes she doesn’t sound too desperate, but fails miserably. Stupid.
“Yeah,” he leans back, slacking comfortably on the cold wall. “You’re the one who said that we’re never ever ever getting back together.”
She thinks Taemin is going to sing the verse, but nothing happens. And did someone do something to the atmosphere because suddenly it’s tense and she really hates it.
“So I see that you’ve get over it,” she hums, a bit bitterly.
“Have you not?” Taemin cuts off, voice tensing. "If you have not... well, you should do so, because it's--"
“I have. Since a long time ago. It's like, years ago, right?” she smiles her trademark eye-smile, carefully feeling the crinkles form on the tips of her eyes. "And to see that we still get along like this, as friends, isn't it obvious?"
Lies.