"Wait! I'm Not Gay!" (12/?)
Title: "Wait! I'm Not Gay!" (12/?)Author colorpenxil
Rating: PG
Pairing: 2MIN (Taemin/Minho)
Word Count: 1105
Summary: What have Taemin done, and what must he do?
A/N: I'VE BEEN TRYING TO POST SINCE LIKE A FEW DAYS AGO BUT THE GOVERNMENT WAS BLOCKING LJ FOR SOME REASON D: I CAN GET IN NOWWW! THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UPDATED SOON, I WON'T MAKE YOU WAIT AGAIN ILY♥
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If his hyung said that what they are doing wasn’t gay, then it wasn’t. Taemin didn’t care, because he was happy just like this.
Laying on top of the covers on Minho’s bed were Taemin and his hyung. Both fully clothed, and half asleep. Taemin had his arms wrapped around Minho, who had one arm around the maknae. Their heads rested against each other. Minho then glanced at his watch, which said 11:52AM. He then gave a small sigh.
“Taemin-ah...” Said his hyung, “Let’s go wait for the other hyungs down at the lobby.”
“Hmm?” Taemin exclaimed, “Aren’t they in their rooms hyung?”
“Nope. They were having brunch at the hotel’s cafe when I left them.”
“... Oh.”
Taemin whined as Minho slowly got off the bed, dragging the younger from the bed as well. Taemin stood up, finally stopped whining and put on his shoes. Minho did the same.
Both of them walked out of the door, slightly apart. Then slowly, the older wrapped one arm around the younger’s shoulders, pulling Taemin in towards him. Taemin rested his head on his hyung’s shoulder as they kept walking.
The corridor was deserted as they made their way to the elevator. Taemin parted from Minho and ran to press the elevator button. He turned back and silently smiled at Minho who stopped in front of the elevator. Taemin walked forward and wrapped his arms around his hyung’s waist.
“Minho-hyung?” Taemin said quietly while smiling up at him.
“Hmm?” Minho raised his eyebrows. Taemin said nothing, but pressed his lips onto Minho’s as the elevator bell dinged and the door opened. The maknae and Minho turned towards the open door, and Taemin’s jaw dropped.
Standing in front both of them was an auburn haired girl with pretty purple eyes, dressed in a white skirt and a yellow cardigan. Her mouth was also opened, but she said nothing. She stood there, her back against the elevator wall, motionless.
“Vara...” Taemin said her name, but it was barely a whisper. Minho turned to look at Taemin and back at the girl. Taemin quickly let go of Minho and was about to dash inside the elevator, but Vara quickly strode forward and pressed on the ‘close’ button repeatedly. The maknae tried to force the door open but was unsuccessful. Taemin cursed under his breath, kicking the elevator door.
“T-Taemin?” Minho’s voice broke the silence, and Taemin’s thoughts. The maknae quickly turned around, looked up at Minho and looked down again. Not meeting his eyes. “What was all that?”
“N-nothing...” Taemin said, barely audible. “Just...nothing.” He then pressed the elevator button again, and waited. Minho touched Taemin’s shoulder and turned him around. He lifted Taemin’s chin up.
“Look at me, Taemin.” Minho ordered, “Who was that?”
“Umm... N-nobody.” As Taemin said this, Minho backed Taemin up against the wall beside the elevator door.
“Tell me... Who was she?” Minho asked, “Who was that girl?” Taemin looked away and said nothing. The older then pressed Taemin against the wall with more force.
“H-hyung...” Taemin began, but was cut off.
“It was her wasn’t it?” Minho said, “Answer me Taemin!” The older pushed Taemin harder. To Taemin, it felt like his hyung was trying to crush his ribs.
“H-hyung... S-stop it.” Taemin winced, “You’re hurting me...”
“Well, you’re hurting me too.” Said his hyung as the elevator bell dinged and the door opened, “I guess we’re even.” Minho then let go of Taemin and walked inside the elevator, leaving Taemin leaning against the wall, alone and speechless.
-
With just a fake smile, Taemin can do many things. All it costed was a fake smile. No one had to know whether it was genuine or feigned, no one cared. As Taemin left the stage after the hyungs, he let out a sigh. Cheers from the fans could still be heard, even though muffled.
It was the end of the fan party. The maknae and Minho hadn’t had any honest interactions apart from the shammed ones on stage. Even that, wasn’t much. Taemin was upset, although he knew that it was his fault. He was to blame for not being able to make up his mind, to solve his own problems, to stop this confusion.
He knew he needed to see Vara, and he also knew he needed to talk it out with Minho. But which would be his priority? Taemin decided to talk to Minho tonight, just because it would take less effort. He knew how selfish he was, and he knew that he was such a jerk for thinking this way. He can’t do anything about it though.
Taemin brought himself back to reality. His hyungs were changing clothes and talking, but Minho was nowhere to be seen. The maknae let out another sigh. He sat down on the couch by the wall, and decided that he would wait until he gets back to the suite to take a shower and change.
-
The maknae and his hyungs got back to their hotel and made their way to the suites. Minho said nothing as he unlocked the door, and let himself in. Taemin followed. He flopped himself onto his bed and groaned loudly.
He watched as Minho got his pajamas out from the suitcase and headed towards the bathroom. Taemin got off his bed and decided to follow his hyung. Minho, oblivious to the fact that he was being silently followed walked into the bathroom. As he turned around to close the door, he found Taemin blocking the way.
“What?” Minho uttered, indifferently. Taemin winced at Minho’s tone of voice, and felt discouraged.
“N-nothing...”
“Then move, I’m taking a shower.” Minho said. The maknae didn’t move though, he stood there, motionless.
“HYUUUUUUUUUUNG!” Suddenly, out of the blue, Taemin jumped and flung himself onto Minho. Taemin wrapped his arms around Minho’s neck, and his legs around Minho’s hips. His hyung staggered, trying to balance himself.
“T-Taemin, what are you doing!” Minho gritted his teeth, “Get off!” Taemin wrapped his legs and arms tighter around his hyung and hid his face under Minho’s chin.
“NOOOOOOOOOO!” Came Taemin’s muffled scream. His hyung staggered backwards, and fell into the bathtub, with Taemin on top. Minho let out a yell, as well as Taemin.
The maknae then stared down at Minho, who stared back up at Taemin and said nothing. Taemin then slid upwards and pecked Minho’s lips repeatedly.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Taemin cried, “Forgive me okay, hyung! Please!” Minho, laying down in the bathtub stared up at Taemin who was on top, with wide eyes. The older opened his mouth as if about to say something, and closed it again. Slowly, his mouth formed a word.
“O-Okay...”