Friendship over Family 5
Title: Friendship over Family 5/?
Genre: Friendship, Romance (eventually)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Onew/Taemin
Summary: Jinki is a highschool student who gets caught by Taemin, a street kid, who is running from a group of thugs. Later Jinki runs into Taemin again and the two begin a dysfunction friendship. Just when Taemin thinks he can depend on the other, Jinki disappears with a depressing family secret.
Author's Notes: :I Enjoy. Just to let you guys know, I don't have a set time to when I finish these chapters, I write whenever I have time so it might be the next day or a week before I finish the next one.
Disclaimer: I do not own SHINee or ... anything
"Who punched you?" Jonghyun's eyes were wide.
"Who says I was punched?" Jinki frowned.
Jonghyun glared. "You're clumsy, but not that clumsy. Even if that was the reason... You'd have more than just a fixed, broken nose."
Jinki sniffled, cringing as the dry blood got stuck. The older boy looked at Minho, his eyes begging for help but the younger boy seemed just as curious, if not worried.
"Hyung..." Minho placed his hand on Jinki's arm. "Who hurt you?"
The older boy pushed his glasses up his nose, wincing as the bar hit his bruise. "No one did okay... I ran into something."
"What? A fucking wall?"
Both Minho and Jinki looked at Jonghyun with surprised, the short boy only cursed when he was really angry.
"I..." The older boy sighed.
"Hyung please... Tell us what's going on."
"You've been sad one minute then parading around like a happy idiot the next! Then you show up with a broken nose! Who is doing this to you?!"
Jinki blinked, his eyes searching the desk as if it had answers. "N-no one is."
Jonghyun suddenly grabbed his collar, almost lifting him out of his chair.
"Don't be stupid Lee Jinki. Someone is obviously hurting you. Who is it?!"
"J-Jonghyun, calm down." Minho grabbed the shorter boy's arm.
"Is it when we split off? Or do you go somewhere at night? You're not doing this on purpose are you?"
"Of course not!" Jinki yelled, silencing the classroom.
Jonghyun released his friend's collar as the class stared at them. Jinki slammed his hand on the desk and left the room.
"Hyung... There were other ways..."
"They wouldn't work! He's too thickheaded. Fucking Jinki..."
~
Jinki didn't meet his friends after school like normal. Instead he left on his own, frowning even more as passed the separation point.
"Sorry...."
"S-sorry..."
"I'm sorry."
Jinki wasn't even sure if he was bumping into people or objects, he just kept apologizing regardless.
"J-Jinki?"
The older boy raised his head, his frown almost deepening. He felt a tear roll down his cheek.
"Whoa man..." Taemin put his hands up, coming towards the taller boy.
"Y-you okay?"
"F-fine... I'm fine. I'm okay."
"I don't think that's true... Why don't we... Go to the park."
"T-that guy might be there."
"Naw, I doubt it. That asshole has work."
Jinki lifted his head, raising a brow. "Work? L-like..."
Taemin shook his head. "Like you don't want to know."
The older boy sighed, not being surprised. He let Taemin lead him to the park and sit him down on one of the benches.
"You wanna drink or something?"
Jinki nodded, handing Taemin a few coins as the smaller boy went to the vending machine. He felt so pathetic. He just ditched and fought with his best friends. Why? Over Taemin? No... That couldn't be true. Jinki would never believe it. It was true that if not for Taemin he wouldn't have been down... And happy again... Or had his nose broken.
The older boy hissed as a cold can pressed against his cheek. He looked up to see Taemin trying to hide a smirk. Jinki glared, waiting for the younger boy to plop down on the grass before throwing the can at him.
"What? You don't like this kind? Fine with me, I'll just drink it my-..." Taemin smiled as he handed the can back to Jinki, who had his hand out.
His smiled widened as he waited and when Jinki opened the can, carbonated substance flying everywhere, Taemin fell back laughing. The older boy stood up, about to pour the sticky liquid all over the smaller boy but he stopped. Taemin held his arm over his face, waiting to be drenched, still smiling. Jinki shook his head, deciding against the idea of soiling Taemin's only pair of clothes.
He smiled as he sat down on the bench, thinking then he could've brought the younger boy home and given home some of his own clothes. They would've been a little big and he would've have to fight Taemin to wear them and keep them, but it would've be worth it in the end.
"What are you smirking at?"
Jinki blinked. "Oh, nothing."
It was quiet as both boys finished their drinks and ditched the cans. They started to walk, not really heading in any specific direction. They walked by a dark alleyway, despite the bright day that it was.
"H-hey Jinki..."
The taller boy suddenly pulled Taemin into the alley, pinning him against the wall.
"What the hell are you..?!"
Jinki slapped his hand over the smaller boy's mouth. "Ssh."
Taemin blinked but looking into the direction the older boy was pointing to. Shin was on the other side of the street, looking around if someone had told him to be there.
"Shit..." Taemin cursed. "He must have been looking for us."
"What makes you think he was looking for us?"
"Shin is always looking for trouble."
Jinki swallowed hard. "D-do you think he knows where I live?"
A sudden crash from the end of the alley scared the boys, a cat popping out of the clutter.
"No. I doubt that. Even if he didn't... He wouldn't enter that area."
The older boy smiled. "Good."
He grabbed Taemin's arm, suddenly pulling him out of the alleyway and down the sidewalk, walking as quickly as possible.
"J-Jinki wait... You... You can't take me to your house."
"Why not?" The taller boy suddenly stopped.
Taemin crashed into his shoulder softly. "Uh... I... I feel weird being there."
"Like bad weird?"
"Like unwelcome weird."
Jinki shook his head, dragging Taemin along behind him. "I don't care about that."
The older boy suddenly stopped when they reached his front door. "Hey Taemin, do you have plans tomorrow?"
"No."
Jinki smiled. "Good."
He dragged the other boy into the house, stopping to take off his shoes.
"Want a drink?"
"I guess?"
The taller boy smirked as he went into the kitchen, bringing more cans of pop.
"You sure drink a lot of this..."
"Would you like juice?" Jinki asked in a somewhat childish voice.
"Pop is fine..."
He pulled Taemin up to his room and sat down on his bed. The younger boy hesitated as he walked in.
"What's the matter?"
"N-nothing."
The smaller boy stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Jinki smirked as he handed the can to Taemin.
He bit his lip. 'I'm so clever.' He thought as Taemin took it from him
The younger boy yelped as the can sprayed everywhere, coating himself in the sticky soda. Jinki fell back on his bed laughing.
"Lee Jinki!" Taemin came at the older boy, about to douse him in pop when he tipped the can and nothing came out.
"I think you'd better have a shower." Jinki laughed, pushing the drinking can away.
"Mm..."
The taller boy showed Taemin to the bathroom, handing him a towel and some fresh clothes. Jinki stood outside the door, waiting to hear the shower running before he turned the handle. He cursed when he realized Taemin had locked it. He ran to his parent's room, grabbed the key and running back. He unlocked the door quietly, popping his head in. Jinki grinned as he started to pull the younger boy's clothes away.
"Yah! What're you doing?!"
The older boy's eyes widened as he grabbed the rest of the clothes and raced out the door. He could hear Taemin fumble and run after him as he ran down the stairs.
"Get back here Jinki! Those are my clothes!"
The taller boy stopped short, almost meeting face to face with his mother, who looked surprised. Taemin came down the stairs in a towel, almost bumping into Jinki.
"Jinki, give me back my..." Taemin's eyes travelled passed the older boy to look at an older woman standing before him.
The younger boy gasped, suddenly hiding behind Jinki.
"Hey mom." Jinki smiled.
"H-hello honey... Who... Who's your friend?"
"This is Taemin! He'll be staying with us tonight!...And maybe tomorrow too." The older boy put on a pout.
His mother smiled. "Hello there Taemin. I'm Jinki's mother. You can just call me mom if you'd like. It would be great for you to stay."
Taemin felt somewhat relieved when Jinki's mother smiled at him. Like all his worries were gone and this woman was heaven sent.
"My Jinki, why are you stealing this boy's clothes and letting him run around naked?"
The younger boy suddenly blushed, hiding even further behind the older boy, lightly punching him in the back.
"I-I was going to wash his clothes but he followed me out of the shower!"
Mrs. Lee sighed and smiled. "Give me those clothes, I'll make sure they're washed.You take care of your friend before he catches a cold."
Jinki nodded and smiled. "Thanks mom!"
He turned, pulling Taemin back up the stairs. The younger boy gripped his towel tight, making sure that it didn't fly open.
~
"I'm going to kill you."
Jinki laughed, flipping a page of his book. Taemin sat scowling in Jinki's clothes, clothes that were a bit too big but still pretty comfy.
"You let your mom see me naked."
"I didn't let me mom see anything. You came running after me... And you were wearing a towel."
Taemin threw a pillow at Jinki's head, hitting the older boy as he fell over.
"I'll never be able to face her again."
"Oh man, don't worry about it. It's not like she's going to bring it up every time she sees you."
"She might!"
Jinki sighed. "She's not that kind of mom. She's never embarrassed me. Why would she embarrass you?"
"Maybe 'cause she likes me."
The older boy eyed his friend.
"Yeah yeah... The way she was lookin' at me."
"Taemin..."
"Pretty sure she was eyein' me."
"Taemin stop..." Jinki smiled, trying not to laugh.
"I should take her out of a date."
Jinki suddenly tackled the younger boy, pushing him down on the floor.
"You can't date my mother! I won't let you!" The older boy laughed.
"You can't stop me!"
"Yes I can! And besides! She's already taken."
Taemin smirked. "Then I'll be her mistress."
Jinki almost fell into the younger boy as he laughed. "Isn't a mistress a woman?"
"I-I don't know."
The older boy shook his head, stopping as his smiled faded. He looked into Taemin's eyes.
"You'd have me around all the time then."
"But I can see you whenever I want."
"You are just lucky... To run into me on the street."
"Well you're a street kid, aren't you?" Jinki smiled.
Taemin huffed. "Yeah I guess I am."
The younger boy suddenly moved, tangling their legs and knocking Jinki over him. Their chest pressed together.
"It doesn't have to be that way... You could... Come live here with me."
Taemin watched as Jinki's lips moved, his eyes following the plump lips. He had never noticed how full they were.
"Taemin?"
"Mm...Jinki..."
"What is it?"
Taemin reached up, pressing his lips softly against Jinki's. They were plump, full and soft. The younger boy smiled, bringing the older boy's lower lip into his mouth. When the smaller boy ran his tongue over Jinki's lip, the older boy pulled back.
The younger boy smirked, Jinki's lips had only gotten more swollen.
"Why did you..."
"They looked nice... Your lips."
"Was it... Was it true about what Shin said?"
"... About what?"
"About... Y-you... Going out."
Taemin sighed, letting his head fall back on the floor. "It's true."
"I-I thought you said... You weren't... Into guys."
The smaller boy closed his eyes. "Does that bother you?"
"No." Jinki replied a little too quickly, as if he had been expecting it.
"It doesn't?" Taemin opened his eyes, looking at the older boy.
"No... Why would it?"
"'Cause it bothers some people."
"I don't know why."
Taemin suddenly rolled them over, pinning Jinki against the floor. "Because people think every queer is out to get them."
"But they're not right?"
The younger boy pressed his chest against Jinki's. "They think that if you're the same sex, they're automatically interested."
"But they're not like that...Are they?"
Taemin lowered his hips, pressing into the taller boy's. "Of course not... We have taste too. Turn ons and turn offs... Preferences and people we don't like."
"Wh-what about now?" Jinki asked as Taemin began to very slowly grind his hips against the older boy's.
"Hm?" The smaller boy rested his arms over Jinki's head. "What do you mean?"
The older boy held his breath as Taemin pressed his hips closely into his own. "Do you... I mean are you..."
"Jinki honey, do you have enough...? Oh you're letting Taemin sleep on the bed, how kind of you."
Jinki's eyes flashed to the bed. The younger boy had moved so fast that Jinki hadn't even seen him. He sat up quickly, hiding his crotch as he brought his knees to his chest.
"Y-yeah, Taemin gets the bed."
"Well here are some blankets for you then honey. Have a good night you two."
His mother smiled at them as Jinki glared at Taemin, the smaller boy grinning like a fox.
"That was mean." Jinki said, still sitting awkwardly.
The younger boy raised a brow. "What was?...Oh...Oh!" Taemin smiled. "I'm sorry, did I get you..."
"I'm going to the bathroom." Jinki interrupted.
Taemin seized the older boy's arm as he got up to leave. "You know... I could always help you..."
"What?" Jinki's eyes widened.
"That." The younger boy pointed to the bulge in Jinki's pants.
"No!" The older boy ripped his hand away, leaving the room, as well as leaving a boy laughing on his bed.
Genre: Friendship, Romance (eventually)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Onew/Taemin
Summary: Jinki is a highschool student who gets caught by Taemin, a street kid, who is running from a group of thugs. Later Jinki runs into Taemin again and the two begin a dysfunction friendship. Just when Taemin thinks he can depend on the other, Jinki disappears with a depressing family secret.
Author's Notes: :I Enjoy. Just to let you guys know, I don't have a set time to when I finish these chapters, I write whenever I have time so it might be the next day or a week before I finish the next one.
Disclaimer: I do not own SHINee or ... anything
"Who punched you?" Jonghyun's eyes were wide.
"Who says I was punched?" Jinki frowned.
Jonghyun glared. "You're clumsy, but not that clumsy. Even if that was the reason... You'd have more than just a fixed, broken nose."
Jinki sniffled, cringing as the dry blood got stuck. The older boy looked at Minho, his eyes begging for help but the younger boy seemed just as curious, if not worried.
"Hyung..." Minho placed his hand on Jinki's arm. "Who hurt you?"
The older boy pushed his glasses up his nose, wincing as the bar hit his bruise. "No one did okay... I ran into something."
"What? A fucking wall?"
Both Minho and Jinki looked at Jonghyun with surprised, the short boy only cursed when he was really angry.
"I..." The older boy sighed.
"Hyung please... Tell us what's going on."
"You've been sad one minute then parading around like a happy idiot the next! Then you show up with a broken nose! Who is doing this to you?!"
Jinki blinked, his eyes searching the desk as if it had answers. "N-no one is."
Jonghyun suddenly grabbed his collar, almost lifting him out of his chair.
"Don't be stupid Lee Jinki. Someone is obviously hurting you. Who is it?!"
"J-Jonghyun, calm down." Minho grabbed the shorter boy's arm.
"Is it when we split off? Or do you go somewhere at night? You're not doing this on purpose are you?"
"Of course not!" Jinki yelled, silencing the classroom.
Jonghyun released his friend's collar as the class stared at them. Jinki slammed his hand on the desk and left the room.
"Hyung... There were other ways..."
"They wouldn't work! He's too thickheaded. Fucking Jinki..."
~
Jinki didn't meet his friends after school like normal. Instead he left on his own, frowning even more as passed the separation point.
"Sorry...."
"S-sorry..."
"I'm sorry."
Jinki wasn't even sure if he was bumping into people or objects, he just kept apologizing regardless.
"J-Jinki?"
The older boy raised his head, his frown almost deepening. He felt a tear roll down his cheek.
"Whoa man..." Taemin put his hands up, coming towards the taller boy.
"Y-you okay?"
"F-fine... I'm fine. I'm okay."
"I don't think that's true... Why don't we... Go to the park."
"T-that guy might be there."
"Naw, I doubt it. That asshole has work."
Jinki lifted his head, raising a brow. "Work? L-like..."
Taemin shook his head. "Like you don't want to know."
The older boy sighed, not being surprised. He let Taemin lead him to the park and sit him down on one of the benches.
"You wanna drink or something?"
Jinki nodded, handing Taemin a few coins as the smaller boy went to the vending machine. He felt so pathetic. He just ditched and fought with his best friends. Why? Over Taemin? No... That couldn't be true. Jinki would never believe it. It was true that if not for Taemin he wouldn't have been down... And happy again... Or had his nose broken.
The older boy hissed as a cold can pressed against his cheek. He looked up to see Taemin trying to hide a smirk. Jinki glared, waiting for the younger boy to plop down on the grass before throwing the can at him.
"What? You don't like this kind? Fine with me, I'll just drink it my-..." Taemin smiled as he handed the can back to Jinki, who had his hand out.
His smiled widened as he waited and when Jinki opened the can, carbonated substance flying everywhere, Taemin fell back laughing. The older boy stood up, about to pour the sticky liquid all over the smaller boy but he stopped. Taemin held his arm over his face, waiting to be drenched, still smiling. Jinki shook his head, deciding against the idea of soiling Taemin's only pair of clothes.
He smiled as he sat down on the bench, thinking then he could've brought the younger boy home and given home some of his own clothes. They would've been a little big and he would've have to fight Taemin to wear them and keep them, but it would've be worth it in the end.
"What are you smirking at?"
Jinki blinked. "Oh, nothing."
It was quiet as both boys finished their drinks and ditched the cans. They started to walk, not really heading in any specific direction. They walked by a dark alleyway, despite the bright day that it was.
"H-hey Jinki..."
The taller boy suddenly pulled Taemin into the alley, pinning him against the wall.
"What the hell are you..?!"
Jinki slapped his hand over the smaller boy's mouth. "Ssh."
Taemin blinked but looking into the direction the older boy was pointing to. Shin was on the other side of the street, looking around if someone had told him to be there.
"Shit..." Taemin cursed. "He must have been looking for us."
"What makes you think he was looking for us?"
"Shin is always looking for trouble."
Jinki swallowed hard. "D-do you think he knows where I live?"
A sudden crash from the end of the alley scared the boys, a cat popping out of the clutter.
"No. I doubt that. Even if he didn't... He wouldn't enter that area."
The older boy smiled. "Good."
He grabbed Taemin's arm, suddenly pulling him out of the alleyway and down the sidewalk, walking as quickly as possible.
"J-Jinki wait... You... You can't take me to your house."
"Why not?" The taller boy suddenly stopped.
Taemin crashed into his shoulder softly. "Uh... I... I feel weird being there."
"Like bad weird?"
"Like unwelcome weird."
Jinki shook his head, dragging Taemin along behind him. "I don't care about that."
The older boy suddenly stopped when they reached his front door. "Hey Taemin, do you have plans tomorrow?"
"No."
Jinki smiled. "Good."
He dragged the other boy into the house, stopping to take off his shoes.
"Want a drink?"
"I guess?"
The taller boy smirked as he went into the kitchen, bringing more cans of pop.
"You sure drink a lot of this..."
"Would you like juice?" Jinki asked in a somewhat childish voice.
"Pop is fine..."
He pulled Taemin up to his room and sat down on his bed. The younger boy hesitated as he walked in.
"What's the matter?"
"N-nothing."
The smaller boy stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Jinki smirked as he handed the can to Taemin.
He bit his lip. 'I'm so clever.' He thought as Taemin took it from him
The younger boy yelped as the can sprayed everywhere, coating himself in the sticky soda. Jinki fell back on his bed laughing.
"Lee Jinki!" Taemin came at the older boy, about to douse him in pop when he tipped the can and nothing came out.
"I think you'd better have a shower." Jinki laughed, pushing the drinking can away.
"Mm..."
The taller boy showed Taemin to the bathroom, handing him a towel and some fresh clothes. Jinki stood outside the door, waiting to hear the shower running before he turned the handle. He cursed when he realized Taemin had locked it. He ran to his parent's room, grabbed the key and running back. He unlocked the door quietly, popping his head in. Jinki grinned as he started to pull the younger boy's clothes away.
"Yah! What're you doing?!"
The older boy's eyes widened as he grabbed the rest of the clothes and raced out the door. He could hear Taemin fumble and run after him as he ran down the stairs.
"Get back here Jinki! Those are my clothes!"
The taller boy stopped short, almost meeting face to face with his mother, who looked surprised. Taemin came down the stairs in a towel, almost bumping into Jinki.
"Jinki, give me back my..." Taemin's eyes travelled passed the older boy to look at an older woman standing before him.
The younger boy gasped, suddenly hiding behind Jinki.
"Hey mom." Jinki smiled.
"H-hello honey... Who... Who's your friend?"
"This is Taemin! He'll be staying with us tonight!...And maybe tomorrow too." The older boy put on a pout.
His mother smiled. "Hello there Taemin. I'm Jinki's mother. You can just call me mom if you'd like. It would be great for you to stay."
Taemin felt somewhat relieved when Jinki's mother smiled at him. Like all his worries were gone and this woman was heaven sent.
"My Jinki, why are you stealing this boy's clothes and letting him run around naked?"
The younger boy suddenly blushed, hiding even further behind the older boy, lightly punching him in the back.
"I-I was going to wash his clothes but he followed me out of the shower!"
Mrs. Lee sighed and smiled. "Give me those clothes, I'll make sure they're washed.You take care of your friend before he catches a cold."
Jinki nodded and smiled. "Thanks mom!"
He turned, pulling Taemin back up the stairs. The younger boy gripped his towel tight, making sure that it didn't fly open.
~
"I'm going to kill you."
Jinki laughed, flipping a page of his book. Taemin sat scowling in Jinki's clothes, clothes that were a bit too big but still pretty comfy.
"You let your mom see me naked."
"I didn't let me mom see anything. You came running after me... And you were wearing a towel."
Taemin threw a pillow at Jinki's head, hitting the older boy as he fell over.
"I'll never be able to face her again."
"Oh man, don't worry about it. It's not like she's going to bring it up every time she sees you."
"She might!"
Jinki sighed. "She's not that kind of mom. She's never embarrassed me. Why would she embarrass you?"
"Maybe 'cause she likes me."
The older boy eyed his friend.
"Yeah yeah... The way she was lookin' at me."
"Taemin..."
"Pretty sure she was eyein' me."
"Taemin stop..." Jinki smiled, trying not to laugh.
"I should take her out of a date."
Jinki suddenly tackled the younger boy, pushing him down on the floor.
"You can't date my mother! I won't let you!" The older boy laughed.
"You can't stop me!"
"Yes I can! And besides! She's already taken."
Taemin smirked. "Then I'll be her mistress."
Jinki almost fell into the younger boy as he laughed. "Isn't a mistress a woman?"
"I-I don't know."
The older boy shook his head, stopping as his smiled faded. He looked into Taemin's eyes.
"You'd have me around all the time then."
"But I can see you whenever I want."
"You are just lucky... To run into me on the street."
"Well you're a street kid, aren't you?" Jinki smiled.
Taemin huffed. "Yeah I guess I am."
The younger boy suddenly moved, tangling their legs and knocking Jinki over him. Their chest pressed together.
"It doesn't have to be that way... You could... Come live here with me."
Taemin watched as Jinki's lips moved, his eyes following the plump lips. He had never noticed how full they were.
"Taemin?"
"Mm...Jinki..."
"What is it?"
Taemin reached up, pressing his lips softly against Jinki's. They were plump, full and soft. The younger boy smiled, bringing the older boy's lower lip into his mouth. When the smaller boy ran his tongue over Jinki's lip, the older boy pulled back.
The younger boy smirked, Jinki's lips had only gotten more swollen.
"Why did you..."
"They looked nice... Your lips."
"Was it... Was it true about what Shin said?"
"... About what?"
"About... Y-you... Going out."
Taemin sighed, letting his head fall back on the floor. "It's true."
"I-I thought you said... You weren't... Into guys."
The smaller boy closed his eyes. "Does that bother you?"
"No." Jinki replied a little too quickly, as if he had been expecting it.
"It doesn't?" Taemin opened his eyes, looking at the older boy.
"No... Why would it?"
"'Cause it bothers some people."
"I don't know why."
Taemin suddenly rolled them over, pinning Jinki against the floor. "Because people think every queer is out to get them."
"But they're not right?"
The younger boy pressed his chest against Jinki's. "They think that if you're the same sex, they're automatically interested."
"But they're not like that...Are they?"
Taemin lowered his hips, pressing into the taller boy's. "Of course not... We have taste too. Turn ons and turn offs... Preferences and people we don't like."
"Wh-what about now?" Jinki asked as Taemin began to very slowly grind his hips against the older boy's.
"Hm?" The smaller boy rested his arms over Jinki's head. "What do you mean?"
The older boy held his breath as Taemin pressed his hips closely into his own. "Do you... I mean are you..."
"Jinki honey, do you have enough...? Oh you're letting Taemin sleep on the bed, how kind of you."
Jinki's eyes flashed to the bed. The younger boy had moved so fast that Jinki hadn't even seen him. He sat up quickly, hiding his crotch as he brought his knees to his chest.
"Y-yeah, Taemin gets the bed."
"Well here are some blankets for you then honey. Have a good night you two."
His mother smiled at them as Jinki glared at Taemin, the smaller boy grinning like a fox.
"That was mean." Jinki said, still sitting awkwardly.
The younger boy raised a brow. "What was?...Oh...Oh!" Taemin smiled. "I'm sorry, did I get you..."
"I'm going to the bathroom." Jinki interrupted.
Taemin seized the older boy's arm as he got up to leave. "You know... I could always help you..."
"What?" Jinki's eyes widened.
"That." The younger boy pointed to the bulge in Jinki's pants.
"No!" The older boy ripped his hand away, leaving the room, as well as leaving a boy laughing on his bed.