[Ficlet] #7
Title: Priorities
Author: debsk
Claim: Minho/Taemin
Prompt: #07- Getting there
Fandom: SHINee
Rating: PG
Word Count: 633
Summary: There is a million things going through Taemin's mind, it's only normal he establishes priorities.
Notes/Warnings: This is an Alternative Universe with superpowers and mentions of much more people than the SHINee members. SM Town family is too interesting not to have them in the same AU. If you see mistakes or something that does not make sense, I would be thankful if you point it out ^_^
Written for Table Set 5 from 50ficlets. 46 to go.
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#07 - Getting there
Taemin is not surprised when the first few groups pass and he isn’t called to go in them. He knows that he is able to do much more than average, which means he is going to be with a special team. He hopes so, at least, because he was never too good with controlling it and some level 6 would probably be killed easily during training.
He hopes they are stronger than that. Certainly, Lee Jinki doesn’t look like he is at all. And Kim Jonghyun talks way too much for someone that just barely got out after selection. The staff tells them to go to the SM room, and Jonghyun starts jumping up and down excited.
“Are we going to be SM Soldiers? Really?”
Kim Kibum snorts, looking over his shoulder with that kind of arrogance only strong people from big tribes had. Taemin knows all about them and what they do and what they think of the rest of the world. Jonghyun stops. Be it because he is too dense or because he doesn’t want to give any importance to the gesture, he ignores Kim Kibum and goes after the soldier that acts as their guide.
“Are you an SM soldier? Is it fun? Are Dong Bang Shin Ki as tall as people say?”
Kim Jonghyun walks past him, followed by Lee Jinki and then Kim Kibum starts walking after them.
Taemin looks up to the last member of their group, the one he tried to avoid looking at. When their eyes fell upon each other, Taemin was captivated. Choi Minho’s eyes are big and round and he looks like he issn’t completely from this planet. He is tall, his body toned in a way that talks about hours of training, and has dark, messy and a bit too long hair framing the most handsome face he has ever encountered.
It isn’t that what attracts him with nothing more than a glance in his direction, of course not. It’s the power that he can feel inside those eyes, waiting to be released. It’s a bit of something he can’t pinpoint.
Choi Minho.
“Shall we go?” he asks, not able to control his first impulse of talking.
Choi Minho nods, not uttering a word, and motions for Taemin to walk in front of him.
Apparently, he doesn’t speak all that much. Taemin’s curiosity grows and he can’t help the sigh. He follows Kim Kibum’s back tells diligently until SM provisional quarters are just around the corner. They don’t talk at all, except for Kim Jonghyun and his incessant blabbering. The only other that makes some kind of noise is Kim Kibum who keeps snorting and being generally rude. Taemin knows that Lee Jinki’s honest smile makes Kim Kibum even angrier for some reason he doesn’t understand.
If they are going to be a team once they enter the room the staff person is indicating as theirs, Taemin thinks that they need work. They are supposed to trust each other with their life. No second guessing anything, not doubting that they have someone covering their backs, pure and full trust in their teamwork. That was what Yunho said Soldiers needed during his last speech on Martyr’s Day.
On first appearances, they are complete opposites. But as he enters the room with five chairs in front of a table, Taemin decides that they don’t have other options. And after all, they were selected to be a team. There must be a reason behind why them, why together and why under SM. If there is a reason that means there is someone rotting for them, waiting to see how good they end being.
They will get there. They are getting there.
Even his curiosity about silent Choi Minho will have to wait for a while.
Author: debsk
Claim: Minho/Taemin
Prompt: #07- Getting there
Fandom: SHINee
Rating: PG
Word Count: 633
Summary: There is a million things going through Taemin's mind, it's only normal he establishes priorities.
Notes/Warnings: This is an Alternative Universe with superpowers and mentions of much more people than the SHINee members. SM Town family is too interesting not to have them in the same AU. If you see mistakes or something that does not make sense, I would be thankful if you point it out ^_^
Written for Table Set 5 from 50ficlets. 46 to go.
1| 2| 3| 4| 5| 6| 7| 8| 9| 10| 11| 12| 13| 14| 15| 16| 17| 18| 19| 20| 21| 22| 23| 24| 25| 26| 27| 28| 29| 30| 31| 32| 33| 34| 35| 36| 37| 38| 39| 40| 41| 42| 43| 44| 45| 46| 47| 48| 49| 50
#07 - Getting there
Taemin is not surprised when the first few groups pass and he isn’t called to go in them. He knows that he is able to do much more than average, which means he is going to be with a special team. He hopes so, at least, because he was never too good with controlling it and some level 6 would probably be killed easily during training.
He hopes they are stronger than that. Certainly, Lee Jinki doesn’t look like he is at all. And Kim Jonghyun talks way too much for someone that just barely got out after selection. The staff tells them to go to the SM room, and Jonghyun starts jumping up and down excited.
“Are we going to be SM Soldiers? Really?”
Kim Kibum snorts, looking over his shoulder with that kind of arrogance only strong people from big tribes had. Taemin knows all about them and what they do and what they think of the rest of the world. Jonghyun stops. Be it because he is too dense or because he doesn’t want to give any importance to the gesture, he ignores Kim Kibum and goes after the soldier that acts as their guide.
“Are you an SM soldier? Is it fun? Are Dong Bang Shin Ki as tall as people say?”
Kim Jonghyun walks past him, followed by Lee Jinki and then Kim Kibum starts walking after them.
Taemin looks up to the last member of their group, the one he tried to avoid looking at. When their eyes fell upon each other, Taemin was captivated. Choi Minho’s eyes are big and round and he looks like he issn’t completely from this planet. He is tall, his body toned in a way that talks about hours of training, and has dark, messy and a bit too long hair framing the most handsome face he has ever encountered.
It isn’t that what attracts him with nothing more than a glance in his direction, of course not. It’s the power that he can feel inside those eyes, waiting to be released. It’s a bit of something he can’t pinpoint.
Choi Minho.
“Shall we go?” he asks, not able to control his first impulse of talking.
Choi Minho nods, not uttering a word, and motions for Taemin to walk in front of him.
Apparently, he doesn’t speak all that much. Taemin’s curiosity grows and he can’t help the sigh. He follows Kim Kibum’s back tells diligently until SM provisional quarters are just around the corner. They don’t talk at all, except for Kim Jonghyun and his incessant blabbering. The only other that makes some kind of noise is Kim Kibum who keeps snorting and being generally rude. Taemin knows that Lee Jinki’s honest smile makes Kim Kibum even angrier for some reason he doesn’t understand.
If they are going to be a team once they enter the room the staff person is indicating as theirs, Taemin thinks that they need work. They are supposed to trust each other with their life. No second guessing anything, not doubting that they have someone covering their backs, pure and full trust in their teamwork. That was what Yunho said Soldiers needed during his last speech on Martyr’s Day.
On first appearances, they are complete opposites. But as he enters the room with five chairs in front of a table, Taemin decides that they don’t have other options. And after all, they were selected to be a team. There must be a reason behind why them, why together and why under SM. If there is a reason that means there is someone rotting for them, waiting to see how good they end being.
They will get there. They are getting there.
Even his curiosity about silent Choi Minho will have to wait for a while.