Silent Words (3/?)
Minho just stepped inside Kibum's flat when suddenly he saw another boy inside.
Kibum turned his head. " uh? Minho, hi."
Minho blinked. Taemin shrugged.
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Later Minho figured out that the boy with glasses named Lee Jinki. He was Kibum's boyfriend and he just walked Kibum home.
" He's 3rd year student," Kibum explained as supped a glass of coffee, " our senior."
Minho, Taemin, and Kibum were on the second year so that means Jinki was older by a year than them.
Taemin snuggled to Minho. He murmured about the chilly wind. Minho just accepted Kibum's invitation for having a meal together in their flat and he found that Kibum wanted to introduce Jinki. Taemin, of course felt happy seeing his saviour and umma all at once looked happy with his boyfriend. Jinki seemed a nice guy and a bit clumsy. Once when they headed for dining room, Jinki was tripped on invisible rope and fell face first. Kibum chuckled and helped the older sweetly.
Minho sniffled. Look at these lovebirds.
They gathered around the dining table while Kibum was fetching the meal. Jinki was a good guy. He didn't say anything rude about unspeakable Taemin and his 'knight' Minho. He just smiled and nodded. Perhaps it was the reason why Kibum eventually was in love with him.
Kibum put the dinner neatly. After that he pulled out the chair and sat next to Jinki. He folded his arms. " Say, Taemin, how's everything going?" he asked in motherly tone. Taemin grinned.
Good.
" Does Minho do any bad thing to you?"
Minho pouted. " Well, Kibum, am i being jerk?"
" No. perhaps you just harm my baby."
" Gosh, Kibum, you know how to act bitchy sometimes."
Kibum smirked. " Just kidding, dude," he put a spoonful of rice, " So, Taemin? Is there anyone who still hurts you?"
Taemin shook his head.
" So, is Minho being good?"
Minho's heart almost stopped.
Taemin showed a smile that never failed making Minho's heart beat crazily.
A pure, innocent smile.
Kibum card his finger through younger's hair, making him gigled. " Good thing to hear," he replied softly.
A warm scenery just like movies was being watched by Minho and Jinki. Taemin looked so happy and he grinned childishly. The atmosphere of warmth could be felt clearly. As Kibum was humming, they continued to finish their dinner.
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" Taemin-ah.."
Love.
" I hate you."
" I - "
Sometimes a love could blind someone to death.
" I should not give you birth."
Even if that someone is your mother.
" You are just burdensome."
A farewell.
" Goodbye."
A farewell which caused blood leaking out.
I see blood, everywhere.
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Taemin woke up with gasping for a breathe. He winced as glancing around him.
No blood.
Taemin shut his eyes.
Dream.
Thank Godness.
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" Taemin-ah?"
The deep voice was successed waking Taemin from daze. Taemin lifted up his face. Minho was looking at him worriedly. " Are you okay? We're having P.E class right now and if you feel unwell, we can go to nursery room."
Distant chatter could be heard, so was the laughter. The students were worn down after doing some streching while Taemin was only dazed off, his mind went to somewhere. Taemin shook his head.
" Really?" Minho asked in disbelief. Taemin nodded to convince Minho once again with a smile this time. Minho squatted to knot Taemin's shoes deftly.
" If you were fine," Minho joked, " you should realize the shoelace left untied."
Taemin chuckled. Minho stood up and flung back a sack of balls. " Well, Taeminnie, i'm going to play soccer in a minute. And you - "
Taemin cut Minho's words by grabbing Minho's wrist. I'm fine , his gaze said. Minho sighed and loosed his hand from Taemin.
" Alright," Minho murmured, " make sure to watch me precisely, 'kay?"
Taemin laughed. Alright, he replied.
Minho formed a thin line on his plump lips as he turned his heel. " See you later."
Taemin half sat half leaned to a brench. The leaves were waltzing calmly in midair and some of them were landing to the ground. The chill wind was blowing lightly. Taemin gritted his teeth due to the coldness. Taemin wrapped his legs with his arms. The whistle was being blown and the boys started to play. Taemin didn't join the game since he wasn't really interested so he decided to sit on the edge while watching his armor playing soccer. Taemin merely smiled seeing the never back down guy always tried to usher the ball or scored a goal.
The quiet atmosphere made Taemin fell contemplate. Last night's dream had never been appeared for such a long time. The dream that callously suffocated Taemin in his sleep.
Taemin sniffled.
That dream was all Taemin had to make his heart a bit uneasy.
Because..
All i could remember was only blood.
" Taemin! Watch out!"
Before Taemin could process what was happened, Minho already pulled him close to his broad chest.
Taemin gasped, inhaling the sweet scent which mixed with sweats.
He could hear a bang sound.
" Minho! Minho! Are you alright?!"
Taemin pushed himself away from Minho. He looked up to Minho's face and shocked.
His temple was swollen.
Taemin looked to aside.
A ball.
Taemin was sobered up fairly to understand what was going on.
Minho protected him from the ball which flying accidentally to him, causing the ball hit Miho hard until the bang sound enough to be heard despite the chatter of students in the background.
He used his body for not letting the younger one got injured.
Minho winced a little from the sting. " Uh. It's twitching.."
" Minho! Wait! Are you okay?!" his classmates ran to him, checking if there's any wound on Minho's gorgeous face. The tall boy shrugged. " Uh - i think i'm fine and - uh, Taemin? How about you?"
Even in his twitch, Minho still asked about Taemin's condition. He bent down near enough to observe any damage on Taemin's face.
Taemin briefly nodded. Minho took a deep breathe. " I think i need some ice cubes. Wait here, Taeminnie."
He walked off leaving Taemin who still stood up in shock. Taemin barely bit his lips as he threw a glance at his fellow classmates.
Silence reigned a while.
" Poor Minho.."
Eh?
" Why does he keep his eyes on this wretch?"
" Minho is too kind.."
" He's such a burdensome.."
Taemin stunned.
Burdensome?
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" Ouch."
Taemin watched quietly from distant while the older boy was rubbing his swollen temple with an ice cube. He growled as the pain substituted the cold sensation.
An ache ripped his heart.
Am i being his burden?
Minho threw the ice cube. He flinched and his back hit the wall, leaning helplessly.
" I'm dizzy.."
Minho's sigh engulfed Taemin in flash. The sight of Minho trying to endure the pain made Taemin realizing something.
It was just like in his dream.
" You are just burdensome."
Taemin quickly got off from the place he was standing. He ran in a light pace but brisk.
Am i bothering him?
The wrath on his classmates's face still could be imagined by Taemin's memory.
It was not different from his mother's faceless rage before commiting a suicide.
Perhaps i should not -
It could not be like this.
Who was Minho for him, anyway?
In the same time, the who was thought stretched Taemin's heart little by little.
Taemin bit his lower lip.
I shall not stay beside him any longer.
Kibum turned his head. " uh? Minho, hi."
Minho blinked. Taemin shrugged.
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Later Minho figured out that the boy with glasses named Lee Jinki. He was Kibum's boyfriend and he just walked Kibum home.
" He's 3rd year student," Kibum explained as supped a glass of coffee, " our senior."
Minho, Taemin, and Kibum were on the second year so that means Jinki was older by a year than them.
Taemin snuggled to Minho. He murmured about the chilly wind. Minho just accepted Kibum's invitation for having a meal together in their flat and he found that Kibum wanted to introduce Jinki. Taemin, of course felt happy seeing his saviour and umma all at once looked happy with his boyfriend. Jinki seemed a nice guy and a bit clumsy. Once when they headed for dining room, Jinki was tripped on invisible rope and fell face first. Kibum chuckled and helped the older sweetly.
Minho sniffled. Look at these lovebirds.
They gathered around the dining table while Kibum was fetching the meal. Jinki was a good guy. He didn't say anything rude about unspeakable Taemin and his 'knight' Minho. He just smiled and nodded. Perhaps it was the reason why Kibum eventually was in love with him.
Kibum put the dinner neatly. After that he pulled out the chair and sat next to Jinki. He folded his arms. " Say, Taemin, how's everything going?" he asked in motherly tone. Taemin grinned.
Good.
" Does Minho do any bad thing to you?"
Minho pouted. " Well, Kibum, am i being jerk?"
" No. perhaps you just harm my baby."
" Gosh, Kibum, you know how to act bitchy sometimes."
Kibum smirked. " Just kidding, dude," he put a spoonful of rice, " So, Taemin? Is there anyone who still hurts you?"
Taemin shook his head.
" So, is Minho being good?"
Minho's heart almost stopped.
Taemin showed a smile that never failed making Minho's heart beat crazily.
A pure, innocent smile.
Kibum card his finger through younger's hair, making him gigled. " Good thing to hear," he replied softly.
A warm scenery just like movies was being watched by Minho and Jinki. Taemin looked so happy and he grinned childishly. The atmosphere of warmth could be felt clearly. As Kibum was humming, they continued to finish their dinner.
--------------------------------------------------------
" Taemin-ah.."
Love.
" I hate you."
" I - "
Sometimes a love could blind someone to death.
" I should not give you birth."
Even if that someone is your mother.
" You are just burdensome."
A farewell.
" Goodbye."
A farewell which caused blood leaking out.
I see blood, everywhere.
--------------------------------------------------------
Taemin woke up with gasping for a breathe. He winced as glancing around him.
No blood.
Taemin shut his eyes.
Dream.
Thank Godness.
--------------------------------------------------------
" Taemin-ah?"
The deep voice was successed waking Taemin from daze. Taemin lifted up his face. Minho was looking at him worriedly. " Are you okay? We're having P.E class right now and if you feel unwell, we can go to nursery room."
Distant chatter could be heard, so was the laughter. The students were worn down after doing some streching while Taemin was only dazed off, his mind went to somewhere. Taemin shook his head.
" Really?" Minho asked in disbelief. Taemin nodded to convince Minho once again with a smile this time. Minho squatted to knot Taemin's shoes deftly.
" If you were fine," Minho joked, " you should realize the shoelace left untied."
Taemin chuckled. Minho stood up and flung back a sack of balls. " Well, Taeminnie, i'm going to play soccer in a minute. And you - "
Taemin cut Minho's words by grabbing Minho's wrist. I'm fine , his gaze said. Minho sighed and loosed his hand from Taemin.
" Alright," Minho murmured, " make sure to watch me precisely, 'kay?"
Taemin laughed. Alright, he replied.
Minho formed a thin line on his plump lips as he turned his heel. " See you later."
Taemin half sat half leaned to a brench. The leaves were waltzing calmly in midair and some of them were landing to the ground. The chill wind was blowing lightly. Taemin gritted his teeth due to the coldness. Taemin wrapped his legs with his arms. The whistle was being blown and the boys started to play. Taemin didn't join the game since he wasn't really interested so he decided to sit on the edge while watching his armor playing soccer. Taemin merely smiled seeing the never back down guy always tried to usher the ball or scored a goal.
The quiet atmosphere made Taemin fell contemplate. Last night's dream had never been appeared for such a long time. The dream that callously suffocated Taemin in his sleep.
Taemin sniffled.
That dream was all Taemin had to make his heart a bit uneasy.
Because..
All i could remember was only blood.
" Taemin! Watch out!"
Before Taemin could process what was happened, Minho already pulled him close to his broad chest.
Taemin gasped, inhaling the sweet scent which mixed with sweats.
He could hear a bang sound.
" Minho! Minho! Are you alright?!"
Taemin pushed himself away from Minho. He looked up to Minho's face and shocked.
His temple was swollen.
Taemin looked to aside.
A ball.
Taemin was sobered up fairly to understand what was going on.
Minho protected him from the ball which flying accidentally to him, causing the ball hit Miho hard until the bang sound enough to be heard despite the chatter of students in the background.
He used his body for not letting the younger one got injured.
Minho winced a little from the sting. " Uh. It's twitching.."
" Minho! Wait! Are you okay?!" his classmates ran to him, checking if there's any wound on Minho's gorgeous face. The tall boy shrugged. " Uh - i think i'm fine and - uh, Taemin? How about you?"
Even in his twitch, Minho still asked about Taemin's condition. He bent down near enough to observe any damage on Taemin's face.
Taemin briefly nodded. Minho took a deep breathe. " I think i need some ice cubes. Wait here, Taeminnie."
He walked off leaving Taemin who still stood up in shock. Taemin barely bit his lips as he threw a glance at his fellow classmates.
Silence reigned a while.
" Poor Minho.."
Eh?
" Why does he keep his eyes on this wretch?"
" Minho is too kind.."
" He's such a burdensome.."
Taemin stunned.
Burdensome?
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" Ouch."
Taemin watched quietly from distant while the older boy was rubbing his swollen temple with an ice cube. He growled as the pain substituted the cold sensation.
An ache ripped his heart.
Am i being his burden?
Minho threw the ice cube. He flinched and his back hit the wall, leaning helplessly.
" I'm dizzy.."
Minho's sigh engulfed Taemin in flash. The sight of Minho trying to endure the pain made Taemin realizing something.
It was just like in his dream.
" You are just burdensome."
Taemin quickly got off from the place he was standing. He ran in a light pace but brisk.
Am i bothering him?
The wrath on his classmates's face still could be imagined by Taemin's memory.
It was not different from his mother's faceless rage before commiting a suicide.
Perhaps i should not -
It could not be like this.
Who was Minho for him, anyway?
In the same time, the who was thought stretched Taemin's heart little by little.
Taemin bit his lower lip.
I shall not stay beside him any longer.