Title: The Way You Are [Drabble]
Title: The Way You Are [Drabble]
Author: christmasplush
Pairing: OnHo/TofuHo
Disclaimer: It would be awesome if I did own SHINee, but I don't.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff
Author's Note: Spot for ixjaydee ~
Edit: ^FORGOT ABOUT THAT FOR A MINUTE.
Onew sat up from his bed, running his trembling hand through his sweat matted hair.
He remembered the harmless comments posted when he and Minho went public.
People would think these comments were just like any other ones, but Onew saw a different side.
The netizens had questioned whether Onew could take care of Minho. They joked about how he had to worry about himself first. Every now and then, he would come across the anti comments, about how they didn't even match.
The leader couldn't take it anymore. He had to end it.
He had to end it for the both of them.
We would be happier if I did this. Right?
Onew got up and made his way to Minho's bedside. The leader was mesmerized, staring at the beautiful boy in front of him. He leaned down and kissed the soft lips, a tear escaping his eye.
Minho would be happier if I did this.
Turning around, he quietly crept out of the room, his heart full of regret. Just as Onew stepped foot into the hallway, he slid down against the wall, both of his hands covering his mouth. Minho's fingers went up and touched his lips while listening to his boyfriend's muffled sobs. He could feel his pillow getting wet from his own tears.
The next day, Onew had a schedule, leaving the rest of the members in the stuffy apartment.
Leaving the other three members to their fan hogging, Minho went into leader's room.
He inhaled his lover's scent, trailing his fingers along the bed post. Minho took a seat at Onew's desk, smiling at the portrait in front of him. It showed the couple in a photobooth on their first date.
Exactly 1 year ago.
After admiring the picture, Minho pulled out the outlines of his research project out of his folder, grabbing Onew's laptop.
He pressed a few keys and an article came up, showing some comments.
Minho looked closer. The article was about him and Onew dating. It showed a picture taken recently.
Scrolling down the page, a feeling if horror overcame him.
This is what Jinki has been reading?
Onew came back to the dorm, late at night, assuming the rest of the members were sleeping. Opening his bedroom door, he made his way to the bed, sleepily flopping on it.
"Hyung."
Onew jumped. His eyes still haven't adjusted to the dark.
Minho turned the elder's head and began kissing him furiously, urgently, his hands roaming all over his body. Onew moaned, he could feel heat pooling in his pants as his lips parted, allowing the rapper's tongue to slip in his mouth. He couldn't think straight and lust quickly overtook him. As the two tongues fought for dominance, clothes were quickly discarded on the floor.
The next morning, Onew opened his eyes to see the face of Minho, still asleep. He looked down, arms were locked around his waist, their clothes were on the floor, and the bottle of unused lube was tossed to the side.
He tried to get up, but Minho's eyes snapped open, his hands refusing to let go. The rapper gestured to the elder, telling him to lay back down and enjoy each other's company.
"Hyung, don't you dare try to leave me because of some stupid comments." Onew glanced at Minho, surprised.
"But-" A hand flew up and smashed against Onew's mouth.
"I love you. Just the way you are."
Tears spilled out of the older boy's eyes and Minho pulled him in for a kiss.
Minho smirked. "Ready for round two?"
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Author: christmasplush
Pairing: OnHo/TofuHo
Disclaimer: It would be awesome if I did own SHINee, but I don't.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff
Author's Note: Spot for ixjaydee ~
Edit: ^FORGOT ABOUT THAT FOR A MINUTE.
Onew sat up from his bed, running his trembling hand through his sweat matted hair.
He remembered the harmless comments posted when he and Minho went public.
People would think these comments were just like any other ones, but Onew saw a different side.
The netizens had questioned whether Onew could take care of Minho. They joked about how he had to worry about himself first. Every now and then, he would come across the anti comments, about how they didn't even match.
The leader couldn't take it anymore. He had to end it.
He had to end it for the both of them.
We would be happier if I did this. Right?
Onew got up and made his way to Minho's bedside. The leader was mesmerized, staring at the beautiful boy in front of him. He leaned down and kissed the soft lips, a tear escaping his eye.
Minho would be happier if I did this.
Turning around, he quietly crept out of the room, his heart full of regret. Just as Onew stepped foot into the hallway, he slid down against the wall, both of his hands covering his mouth. Minho's fingers went up and touched his lips while listening to his boyfriend's muffled sobs. He could feel his pillow getting wet from his own tears.
The next day, Onew had a schedule, leaving the rest of the members in the stuffy apartment.
Leaving the other three members to their fan hogging, Minho went into leader's room.
He inhaled his lover's scent, trailing his fingers along the bed post. Minho took a seat at Onew's desk, smiling at the portrait in front of him. It showed the couple in a photobooth on their first date.
Exactly 1 year ago.
After admiring the picture, Minho pulled out the outlines of his research project out of his folder, grabbing Onew's laptop.
He pressed a few keys and an article came up, showing some comments.
Minho looked closer. The article was about him and Onew dating. It showed a picture taken recently.
Scrolling down the page, a feeling if horror overcame him.
This is what Jinki has been reading?
Onew came back to the dorm, late at night, assuming the rest of the members were sleeping. Opening his bedroom door, he made his way to the bed, sleepily flopping on it.
"Hyung."
Onew jumped. His eyes still haven't adjusted to the dark.
Minho turned the elder's head and began kissing him furiously, urgently, his hands roaming all over his body. Onew moaned, he could feel heat pooling in his pants as his lips parted, allowing the rapper's tongue to slip in his mouth. He couldn't think straight and lust quickly overtook him. As the two tongues fought for dominance, clothes were quickly discarded on the floor.
The next morning, Onew opened his eyes to see the face of Minho, still asleep. He looked down, arms were locked around his waist, their clothes were on the floor, and the bottle of unused lube was tossed to the side.
He tried to get up, but Minho's eyes snapped open, his hands refusing to let go. The rapper gestured to the elder, telling him to lay back down and enjoy each other's company.
"Hyung, don't you dare try to leave me because of some stupid comments." Onew glanced at Minho, surprised.
"But-" A hand flew up and smashed against Onew's mouth.
"I love you. Just the way you are."
Tears spilled out of the older boy's eyes and Minho pulled him in for a kiss.
Minho smirked. "Ready for round two?"
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