[FF/Oneshot/Shounen-ai/PG-13] A Birthday to Remember {Sequel of "To My Lovely Taemin"}
A/N:
yah i am back XDD
this is actually the sequel to my previous fic "To My Lovely Taemin" which i wrote based on the prank the Dream Team made on Minho...
hope this one is not too bad though >.<
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“Yah, you don’t have to repeat it!” protests the ever so handsome Choi Minho on the phone,”How many times do I have to thank you and the BRILLIANT mind of yours?”
He emphasizes on the word ‘brilliant’ just to add his sarcasm in between the question. On the other line, Key scoffs.
“Oh, stop being a sarcastic brat! If it wasn’t because of my idea, my lovely son probably doesn’t want to know anything about you anymore. He’d probably forget who Choi Minho is.”
Minho laughs and rolls his eyes at the same time, hearing the band umma’s replies. Even that perverted dinosaur (A/N: refers to Jonghyun) knows Taemin loves his flaming hot boyfriend too damn much so there’s no way he would ask such questions, unless he accidently gets hit on the head by one of Key’s frying pans.
“I bet your ‘husband’ is not there or at least standing 500 meters away from you now.”
“He just went to record a show somewhere but how do you know?” Minho senses that Key is scrunching his forehead.
“Come on, that soft appa won’t just shut his mouth if he heard the ‘bastard’ word earlier. He’ll most possibly scolding you for bad-mouthing me, but then you’ll say sorry with those tricky puppy eyes, pouting your lips as cute as possible and stupid enchanted Jinki hyung will melt and easily forgives you. Do I need to explain what happen next after you guys attack each other’s lips?” replies him while putting some glue on the back of a photo from a stack beside the big book in front of him with his right hand. Inside, he knows so well that the leader of the group will never scold his wife, judging by his fragile figure and how Key’s dominance conquers him (and his lust).
Key hisses dangerously and for once since his arrival in Canada, Minho feels extremely happy to be million kilometers away from their dorm.
“Shut your fuckin mouth, you little ass! Jinki never scold me for whatever I do and who the hell are you to say my eyes are tricky?! They are amazingly BEAUTIFUL and God knows my pouts are naturally cute, and… HEY, is it my fault that that tofu-guy always gets arouse everytime I eat his lips which automatically leads us to a passionate night?!” Key barks without realizing the dirty words coming out freely from his mouth. Minho, who is in the middle of writing something under the photo raises his eyebrows and shakes his head.
“Nope, it’s not your fault. Even so, I think you’re being unfair when you say I can’t do other things to Taemin other than kissing him while you guys always act like two horny beasts at the dorm… Scratch that, you are the only horny beast in our place.”
“WHAT DID YOU SAY??!” key is screaming his lungs out on the other side, making Minho cringes and put the phone away from his poor ear. Oh crap, he curses, he’s so going to die in the hands of the Almighty Key when he gets home.
“You know what, let’s continue this later. Thanks for the birthday wish anyway and send my love to Taemin, k?? Bye!” The birthday boy hangs up before the fuming Umma has a chance to yell at him again, obviously lying because at that time he and the rest of the Dream Team casts are enjoying an hour break after the tiring filming they have today.
Minho had finished his dinner and was decorating the second scrapbook for Taemin when Key called and boasted around about how Minho was somehow saved by his idea. For the second time on the evening, the young man rolls his eyes even though a wide smile decorates his handsome face when his eyes meet the opened scrapbook. He silently praises himself to find his work is getting better this time, proven by the neatly placed pictures and the perfect arrangement of the decorations and captions. He flips his cell phone open and the wide smile transforms quickly to a warm, longing smile once his photo with Taemin shows up on the screen. Minho lets his long fingers caress Taemin’s picture lovingly and darts his gazes to the digital clock on the right corner of the screen; it’s been seven and a half hour since he’s officially turn 18 today. It’s Minho’s first time to celebrate his birthday away from his hometown, his parents and his mates in SHINee… and that means away from his beloved magnae too.
He unconsciously orders his talented thumb to open the phone inbox and reads the birthday wishes that had been sent to him this whole day and once again, he finds himself giggles at Taemin’s message.
From : MY Taeminnie ~^^~
Sent : 09/12/2009, 12.02 AM
MINHO HYUNG!!! ^^~ am I disturbing your sleep? >.< mianhaeyo, I just want to say HAPPY BELATED 18th BIRTHDAY to you!! I wish you happiness and good health, and I hope you are okay in Canada >.< Thanks for the gift you sent to me. I love it so much =^^= Please come back soon! I really miss you… ;( SARANGHAE!!! >///<
PS: I will prepare something special when you come home, but I won’t tell cos it’s a S.E.C.R.E.T. *giggles*
“You don’t know how much I miss you, Tae…” Minho whispers the line as he puts the cell phone aside and lies on his back. He seriously feels so lonely though he supposed to be merry and celebrating his special day with the crews and the Dream Team casts but strangely no one congratulates him or at least notices that today is special for someone under the name of Choi Minho. The 18 years old boy’s heart clenches as he feels forgotten and how he wants to fly back to Korea to meet his band mates… He misses them so much.
Minho tosses his body to the side and grabs his handycam from the drawer beside the bed. It’s time to record another video for his Taemin. No matter what happen, he can’t let the magnae and also the other members worry because they still have to concentrate on their jobs and performances. Minho takes a deep breath and puts his happiest face, ready to press the red button when suddenly…
KNOCK KNOCK~
“Minho yah, are you in there?” it’s Chang Myung’s voice.
“Yes I am, hyung. What is it?” Minho shouts back. The door opens a little second later (since Minho forgets to lock it) and the hyung’s head pops in.
“The producer says you have to go to my room when you are ready. We will do the last filming for today.” he answers.
Minho almost groans in frustration but he quickly masks his drained face and manages to put a smile on it.
“Sure, no problem. I’ll be right there really soon.” he hears himself saying the sentences calmly and immediately thinks he deserves an Oscar for being such a great actor.
***
(About an hour later)
Minho buries his gaze deep on the carpeted floor under him while trying his best to keep his composure even though his heart keep asking the same question again and again; what did he do wrong?
“Yah, can’t you walk faster?! We don’t have time to wait for you, get that?” Minho flinches when the usually easy-going Joongki hyung throws those words coldly to him. Something terrible happened couple of minutes ago and Minho is very much involved to the incident. Right now, he and the other Dream Team casts are on the way back to Chang Myung’s room to settle out the problem. Minho licks his dry lips and his deep voice is slightly trembles when he finally speaks out,
“Hyung, can I excuse myself for a minute? I…I need to uh, I have to grab something from my room.”
The poor young man gulps hard when the seniors throw him dirty looks but they let him anyway. Minho murmurs his ‘thank you’ and quickly goes to his room. Once he slams the door behind him, Minho leans on the cold wood surface. His eyes are reddening, as the effect of the tears he has been holding since the problem occurred. He hates to be such a weakling especially in front of his seniors but he seriously doesn’t understand why they blamed him for something that he never did at the first place?
“Taemin…” he whispers weakly, clutching the rim of his blue shirt tightly.
He slowly walks to the bed and sit on the edge of the thing. He stretches his hands to take the handycam behind him and lift it to his face, the round black lens facing him back. He presses the red button in the middle and the tape is recording…
“Taemin ah, how are you? How is everyone? I know you guys probably busy with promotions and shows but I hope you still take a good care of your body. As for me, I am actually fine… I WAS fine. After all today is my birthday so I have to be happy, right? *chuckles* but well, God probably puts some curses on me or something. Today is the worst birthday I ever had in my whole life. I have to celebrate it far from my own country, parents, band mates, from you… *sigh* Taemin ah, no one remembers my birthday, not even the crew.”
Minho chuckles darkly, shifting his eyes from the electronic in his hand to his lap before locking it back to the lens and continue his talking with hoarse voice.
“Something bad happened just now. I don’t understand why… you see, we were filming In Chang Myung’s room. We were having fun, acted like we were shooting Music Bank and they asked me to do our chicken commercial… then it happened. Everybody was mad and *laughs wearily* they said it’s my entire fault… Shit, I don’t even know what the hell happen!”
Minho looks like he’s lost for words; in fact he doesn’t know what to say anymore. He is disappointed, tired, feeling so lonely and angry at the same time mostly because he had to apologize for something he didn’t understand.
“I know it’s embarrassing to say this, cos it’s like we are switching roles or something… *bites lips* Taemin ah, I need you; I want you to hug me, to make me feel better… I…”
Minho’s voice trails down and the boy hangs his head low. Why does he have to act like a crybaby? Isn’t he doing this to make his cute magnae happy? Minho shakes his head and presses the red button once again to stop recording. He then takes a new Mini DV from his bag and takes out the one in the handycam. No matter what happen, he can’t be all depressed like that for the sake of Taemin.
He lifts his head and faces the handycam once again, trying his best to look okay and letting his finger meets the button in the middle once again…
***
(5 days later @ SHINee’s dorm)
“Taemin, where are you going?! Calm down!”
“NO!! Let me go, Umma! I have to go to meet Minho hyung!!”
“Hey, he’s alright there~ you can’t just freak out because of a stupid recorded tape that boy gave you!”
“I DON’T CARE! I have to go to Canada this very second and JONGHYUN HYUNG, HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT MINHO HYUNG’S GIFT IS STUPID?!!”
Onew scrunches his forehead; Right after he enters the dorm, he is directly greeted by the quarreling members’ voices. Along with the voices is the sound of something being dragged and soon the leader knows that the thing is actually Taemin’s luggage, because now the said youngest member stands not far from him, trying his best to not to trips on his own luggage while crying at the same time.
“Taeminnie? What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Onew decides to ask.
Taemin who previously busying himself with his luggage and dealing with the panic umma, averts his eyes to the leader.
“APPA!!” the 16 years old boy cries and runs to hug Onew,” Appa, I… I have *sobs* I have to see Minho *sobs* hyung… He… He is being *gulps* bullied by the Dream Team hyungs *cries*!!”
“Bullied?” Onew looks questioningly at Key who already stands in front of him. The leader is a bit surprised to see his wife’s new highlight which makes him sexier than ever but all dirty thoughts then swept away when Taemin’s sobs gets louder.
“Minho sent a new scrapbook to Tae, along with a Mini DV in the package.” explains Key,” We thought it’s a bit weird that that bas… I mean that boy chose to give Tae the tape instead of converted it on a DVD like he did before so we decided to borrow Jjong’s handycam and watched it together…”
“And?” the tofu-leader asks again when Key stops explaining.
“And your son was freaking out and started to pack his clothes like the world is going to end soon!” snaps Jonghyun, who is leaning against the kitchen counter. He immediately yelps in pain as Key slaps his arms hardly, mouths open to protests but it closes again when he receives a death glare from his best friend.
“He… He said *sobs* no one wishes him *sobs* happy birthday… and he… something bad *sobs* happened and Minho hyung said *sobs* everyone hates him *sobs*…” Taemin tries to explain what he saw on the tape, still with tears glistens his smooth cheeks.
“He didn’t say they hate him, kid! It’s just everybody blame him for what happened!”
“WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE?! Minho hyung is still bullied!! He wasn’t the one who wants to do our commercial for the hyungs! They asked for it!” Taemin replies Jonghyun’s words in rage and soon they involves in a long, stubborn fight with Key in the middle, yelling once in a while to the two boys.
Onew rubs the bridge of his nose. He was hoping to get a proper dinner and sleep when he arrives home after a long tiring day but alas, he has to deal with his out-of-this-world-probably
-insane family. Suddenly, he remembers something… The leader then digesting what the magnae told him about Minho earlier… and his smile shows as he finally realizes what actually happen.
“Guys, it’s a prank.”
The four words magically make the screaming stop. The shocked trio directly looks at the smiling leader who’s now lifting his hand in the air, showing a yellow CD case to them.
“This is a copy of the latest ‘Let’s Go Dream Team’ episode which was recorded at Minho’s birthday. Manager hyung gave me just now before I went home and Minnie, you better watch this before you call a taxi and head to the airport to see your favorite hyung.”
(30 minutes later)
Jonghyun’s jaw opens so wide that Onew swears it could touch the carpeted floor; Key is clenching his fist and Taemin’s eyes are as wide as a plate which makes the leader thinks they might pop out of the sockets in just anytime.
“So it’s actually a damn stupid prank?” hisses Key, his usually wide sharp eyes forms into a thin black line and Jonghyun swears he could see the scary aura comes out from his bestfriend’s body. Onew nods his head and flashes his smile.
“Yup, that’s what the hyungs actually did to our Minho. They wanted to give him a surprise he would remember forever so well… you just saw how it worked.” he replies and points at the TV screen, which still displays the latest episode of the show.
“Hah, look at that. That moron was even daring to say he already knew the prank!” Jonghyun snorts when he hears Minho say the exact sentence to the hyungs on the show,” Hell yeah flaming boy, just wait until I show the Mini DV to the sunbaes!”
“Hyung! Why are you so mean to Minho Hyung?!” Taemin finally voices out his protest. Jonghyun just sends the magnae a dirty look and rolls his eyes.
“I am so going to kill that brat when he gets home.” says Key,” Sorry Taemin baby, but you have to find another boyfriend from now on.”
He then gets up from his seat and goes to the kitchen to prepare some dish for Onew.
“You better listen to your umma, Taemin ah. Don’t worry; I am still available if you need a replacement.” Jonghyun winks his eye and blows a kiss to the youngest before following the umma.
Poor Taemin is speechless. He miserably put his gaze back to the leader.
“Don’t bother them. Key will never have a heart to kill Minho and you know that Jjong always love to tease you.”Onew smiles warmly and pats his son’s head,” You really miss him, don’t you? Go send him a message or something. He must have been really shocked when they put the pranks on him.”
***
From : MY Taeminnie ~^^~
Sent : 14/12/2009, 01.16 AM
HYUNG, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?? TT^TT You make me so worried and I was so ready to fly to Canada right after we watched the tape you sent me >.< Thank God Onew Appa came home and told us that it was only a prank. It’s hurt to see you sad like that, hyung ;( Please don’t make me cry again next time… Even if the sunbaes really hate you someday, I will always love you!! >///<
Minho groans silently as he reads Taemin’s message on his cell phone. How stupid he was, sending the wrong tape to the magnae and creating a ruckus in their dorm. If only he double checked before… Well, you can’t fully blame him for that. After all, Minho was more than relieve when he knew that everything was actually a prank and the hyungs’ surprise for him. You can’t blame him too if all mini DV have the same size and color that makes them hard to be distinguished one another! Just put all the blame to the cruel producer and the tight schedules so Minho had to send the package in a rush.
Hyung, can you stay there longer in Canada?? Don’t come home yet because umma said he’s going to kill you! >.< I don’t want you to be murdered though I really miss you.
Minho smiles mischievously as he reads the message’s continuation. Yeah right; like the tofu leader will let his wife to kill their own band mates anyway… the boy sighs in pure happiness, knowing that his cute little lover cares so much about him. His face glows in the darkness that swallows his shared hotel room, caused both by the cell phone backlight and his charming smile.
One more thing… Jonghyun hyung keeps sending me a weird look and I’m scared he’s going to do something bad >.< should I double lock our room?
The smile directly disappears from Minho’s lips.
“Kim Jonghyun, you’re so going to die…” he hisses.
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THE END (?)
yah i am back XDD
this is actually the sequel to my previous fic "To My Lovely Taemin" which i wrote based on the prank the Dream Team made on Minho...
hope this one is not too bad though >.<
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“Yah, you don’t have to repeat it!” protests the ever so handsome Choi Minho on the phone,”How many times do I have to thank you and the BRILLIANT mind of yours?”
He emphasizes on the word ‘brilliant’ just to add his sarcasm in between the question. On the other line, Key scoffs.
“Oh, stop being a sarcastic brat! If it wasn’t because of my idea, my lovely son probably doesn’t want to know anything about you anymore. He’d probably forget who Choi Minho is.”
Minho laughs and rolls his eyes at the same time, hearing the band umma’s replies. Even that perverted dinosaur (A/N: refers to Jonghyun) knows Taemin loves his flaming hot boyfriend too damn much so there’s no way he would ask such questions, unless he accidently gets hit on the head by one of Key’s frying pans.
“I bet your ‘husband’ is not there or at least standing 500 meters away from you now.”
“He just went to record a show somewhere but how do you know?” Minho senses that Key is scrunching his forehead.
“Come on, that soft appa won’t just shut his mouth if he heard the ‘bastard’ word earlier. He’ll most possibly scolding you for bad-mouthing me, but then you’ll say sorry with those tricky puppy eyes, pouting your lips as cute as possible and stupid enchanted Jinki hyung will melt and easily forgives you. Do I need to explain what happen next after you guys attack each other’s lips?” replies him while putting some glue on the back of a photo from a stack beside the big book in front of him with his right hand. Inside, he knows so well that the leader of the group will never scold his wife, judging by his fragile figure and how Key’s dominance conquers him (and his lust).
Key hisses dangerously and for once since his arrival in Canada, Minho feels extremely happy to be million kilometers away from their dorm.
“Shut your fuckin mouth, you little ass! Jinki never scold me for whatever I do and who the hell are you to say my eyes are tricky?! They are amazingly BEAUTIFUL and God knows my pouts are naturally cute, and… HEY, is it my fault that that tofu-guy always gets arouse everytime I eat his lips which automatically leads us to a passionate night?!” Key barks without realizing the dirty words coming out freely from his mouth. Minho, who is in the middle of writing something under the photo raises his eyebrows and shakes his head.
“Nope, it’s not your fault. Even so, I think you’re being unfair when you say I can’t do other things to Taemin other than kissing him while you guys always act like two horny beasts at the dorm… Scratch that, you are the only horny beast in our place.”
“WHAT DID YOU SAY??!” key is screaming his lungs out on the other side, making Minho cringes and put the phone away from his poor ear. Oh crap, he curses, he’s so going to die in the hands of the Almighty Key when he gets home.
“You know what, let’s continue this later. Thanks for the birthday wish anyway and send my love to Taemin, k?? Bye!” The birthday boy hangs up before the fuming Umma has a chance to yell at him again, obviously lying because at that time he and the rest of the Dream Team casts are enjoying an hour break after the tiring filming they have today.
Minho had finished his dinner and was decorating the second scrapbook for Taemin when Key called and boasted around about how Minho was somehow saved by his idea. For the second time on the evening, the young man rolls his eyes even though a wide smile decorates his handsome face when his eyes meet the opened scrapbook. He silently praises himself to find his work is getting better this time, proven by the neatly placed pictures and the perfect arrangement of the decorations and captions. He flips his cell phone open and the wide smile transforms quickly to a warm, longing smile once his photo with Taemin shows up on the screen. Minho lets his long fingers caress Taemin’s picture lovingly and darts his gazes to the digital clock on the right corner of the screen; it’s been seven and a half hour since he’s officially turn 18 today. It’s Minho’s first time to celebrate his birthday away from his hometown, his parents and his mates in SHINee… and that means away from his beloved magnae too.
He unconsciously orders his talented thumb to open the phone inbox and reads the birthday wishes that had been sent to him this whole day and once again, he finds himself giggles at Taemin’s message.
From : MY Taeminnie ~^^~
Sent : 09/12/2009, 12.02 AM
MINHO HYUNG!!! ^^~ am I disturbing your sleep? >.< mianhaeyo, I just want to say HAPPY BELATED 18th BIRTHDAY to you!! I wish you happiness and good health, and I hope you are okay in Canada >.< Thanks for the gift you sent to me. I love it so much =^^= Please come back soon! I really miss you… ;( SARANGHAE!!! >///<
PS: I will prepare something special when you come home, but I won’t tell cos it’s a S.E.C.R.E.T. *giggles*
“You don’t know how much I miss you, Tae…” Minho whispers the line as he puts the cell phone aside and lies on his back. He seriously feels so lonely though he supposed to be merry and celebrating his special day with the crews and the Dream Team casts but strangely no one congratulates him or at least notices that today is special for someone under the name of Choi Minho. The 18 years old boy’s heart clenches as he feels forgotten and how he wants to fly back to Korea to meet his band mates… He misses them so much.
Minho tosses his body to the side and grabs his handycam from the drawer beside the bed. It’s time to record another video for his Taemin. No matter what happen, he can’t let the magnae and also the other members worry because they still have to concentrate on their jobs and performances. Minho takes a deep breath and puts his happiest face, ready to press the red button when suddenly…
KNOCK KNOCK~
“Minho yah, are you in there?” it’s Chang Myung’s voice.
“Yes I am, hyung. What is it?” Minho shouts back. The door opens a little second later (since Minho forgets to lock it) and the hyung’s head pops in.
“The producer says you have to go to my room when you are ready. We will do the last filming for today.” he answers.
Minho almost groans in frustration but he quickly masks his drained face and manages to put a smile on it.
“Sure, no problem. I’ll be right there really soon.” he hears himself saying the sentences calmly and immediately thinks he deserves an Oscar for being such a great actor.
***
(About an hour later)
Minho buries his gaze deep on the carpeted floor under him while trying his best to keep his composure even though his heart keep asking the same question again and again; what did he do wrong?
“Yah, can’t you walk faster?! We don’t have time to wait for you, get that?” Minho flinches when the usually easy-going Joongki hyung throws those words coldly to him. Something terrible happened couple of minutes ago and Minho is very much involved to the incident. Right now, he and the other Dream Team casts are on the way back to Chang Myung’s room to settle out the problem. Minho licks his dry lips and his deep voice is slightly trembles when he finally speaks out,
“Hyung, can I excuse myself for a minute? I…I need to uh, I have to grab something from my room.”
The poor young man gulps hard when the seniors throw him dirty looks but they let him anyway. Minho murmurs his ‘thank you’ and quickly goes to his room. Once he slams the door behind him, Minho leans on the cold wood surface. His eyes are reddening, as the effect of the tears he has been holding since the problem occurred. He hates to be such a weakling especially in front of his seniors but he seriously doesn’t understand why they blamed him for something that he never did at the first place?
“Taemin…” he whispers weakly, clutching the rim of his blue shirt tightly.
He slowly walks to the bed and sit on the edge of the thing. He stretches his hands to take the handycam behind him and lift it to his face, the round black lens facing him back. He presses the red button in the middle and the tape is recording…
“Taemin ah, how are you? How is everyone? I know you guys probably busy with promotions and shows but I hope you still take a good care of your body. As for me, I am actually fine… I WAS fine. After all today is my birthday so I have to be happy, right? *chuckles* but well, God probably puts some curses on me or something. Today is the worst birthday I ever had in my whole life. I have to celebrate it far from my own country, parents, band mates, from you… *sigh* Taemin ah, no one remembers my birthday, not even the crew.”
Minho chuckles darkly, shifting his eyes from the electronic in his hand to his lap before locking it back to the lens and continue his talking with hoarse voice.
“Something bad happened just now. I don’t understand why… you see, we were filming In Chang Myung’s room. We were having fun, acted like we were shooting Music Bank and they asked me to do our chicken commercial… then it happened. Everybody was mad and *laughs wearily* they said it’s my entire fault… Shit, I don’t even know what the hell happen!”
Minho looks like he’s lost for words; in fact he doesn’t know what to say anymore. He is disappointed, tired, feeling so lonely and angry at the same time mostly because he had to apologize for something he didn’t understand.
“I know it’s embarrassing to say this, cos it’s like we are switching roles or something… *bites lips* Taemin ah, I need you; I want you to hug me, to make me feel better… I…”
Minho’s voice trails down and the boy hangs his head low. Why does he have to act like a crybaby? Isn’t he doing this to make his cute magnae happy? Minho shakes his head and presses the red button once again to stop recording. He then takes a new Mini DV from his bag and takes out the one in the handycam. No matter what happen, he can’t be all depressed like that for the sake of Taemin.
He lifts his head and faces the handycam once again, trying his best to look okay and letting his finger meets the button in the middle once again…
***
(5 days later @ SHINee’s dorm)
“Taemin, where are you going?! Calm down!”
“NO!! Let me go, Umma! I have to go to meet Minho hyung!!”
“Hey, he’s alright there~ you can’t just freak out because of a stupid recorded tape that boy gave you!”
“I DON’T CARE! I have to go to Canada this very second and JONGHYUN HYUNG, HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT MINHO HYUNG’S GIFT IS STUPID?!!”
Onew scrunches his forehead; Right after he enters the dorm, he is directly greeted by the quarreling members’ voices. Along with the voices is the sound of something being dragged and soon the leader knows that the thing is actually Taemin’s luggage, because now the said youngest member stands not far from him, trying his best to not to trips on his own luggage while crying at the same time.
“Taeminnie? What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Onew decides to ask.
Taemin who previously busying himself with his luggage and dealing with the panic umma, averts his eyes to the leader.
“APPA!!” the 16 years old boy cries and runs to hug Onew,” Appa, I… I have *sobs* I have to see Minho *sobs* hyung… He… He is being *gulps* bullied by the Dream Team hyungs *cries*!!”
“Bullied?” Onew looks questioningly at Key who already stands in front of him. The leader is a bit surprised to see his wife’s new highlight which makes him sexier than ever but all dirty thoughts then swept away when Taemin’s sobs gets louder.
“Minho sent a new scrapbook to Tae, along with a Mini DV in the package.” explains Key,” We thought it’s a bit weird that that bas… I mean that boy chose to give Tae the tape instead of converted it on a DVD like he did before so we decided to borrow Jjong’s handycam and watched it together…”
“And?” the tofu-leader asks again when Key stops explaining.
“And your son was freaking out and started to pack his clothes like the world is going to end soon!” snaps Jonghyun, who is leaning against the kitchen counter. He immediately yelps in pain as Key slaps his arms hardly, mouths open to protests but it closes again when he receives a death glare from his best friend.
“He… He said *sobs* no one wishes him *sobs* happy birthday… and he… something bad *sobs* happened and Minho hyung said *sobs* everyone hates him *sobs*…” Taemin tries to explain what he saw on the tape, still with tears glistens his smooth cheeks.
“He didn’t say they hate him, kid! It’s just everybody blame him for what happened!”
“WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE?! Minho hyung is still bullied!! He wasn’t the one who wants to do our commercial for the hyungs! They asked for it!” Taemin replies Jonghyun’s words in rage and soon they involves in a long, stubborn fight with Key in the middle, yelling once in a while to the two boys.
Onew rubs the bridge of his nose. He was hoping to get a proper dinner and sleep when he arrives home after a long tiring day but alas, he has to deal with his out-of-this-world-probably
-insane family. Suddenly, he remembers something… The leader then digesting what the magnae told him about Minho earlier… and his smile shows as he finally realizes what actually happen.
“Guys, it’s a prank.”
The four words magically make the screaming stop. The shocked trio directly looks at the smiling leader who’s now lifting his hand in the air, showing a yellow CD case to them.
“This is a copy of the latest ‘Let’s Go Dream Team’ episode which was recorded at Minho’s birthday. Manager hyung gave me just now before I went home and Minnie, you better watch this before you call a taxi and head to the airport to see your favorite hyung.”
(30 minutes later)
Jonghyun’s jaw opens so wide that Onew swears it could touch the carpeted floor; Key is clenching his fist and Taemin’s eyes are as wide as a plate which makes the leader thinks they might pop out of the sockets in just anytime.
“So it’s actually a damn stupid prank?” hisses Key, his usually wide sharp eyes forms into a thin black line and Jonghyun swears he could see the scary aura comes out from his bestfriend’s body. Onew nods his head and flashes his smile.
“Yup, that’s what the hyungs actually did to our Minho. They wanted to give him a surprise he would remember forever so well… you just saw how it worked.” he replies and points at the TV screen, which still displays the latest episode of the show.
“Hah, look at that. That moron was even daring to say he already knew the prank!” Jonghyun snorts when he hears Minho say the exact sentence to the hyungs on the show,” Hell yeah flaming boy, just wait until I show the Mini DV to the sunbaes!”
“Hyung! Why are you so mean to Minho Hyung?!” Taemin finally voices out his protest. Jonghyun just sends the magnae a dirty look and rolls his eyes.
“I am so going to kill that brat when he gets home.” says Key,” Sorry Taemin baby, but you have to find another boyfriend from now on.”
He then gets up from his seat and goes to the kitchen to prepare some dish for Onew.
“You better listen to your umma, Taemin ah. Don’t worry; I am still available if you need a replacement.” Jonghyun winks his eye and blows a kiss to the youngest before following the umma.
Poor Taemin is speechless. He miserably put his gaze back to the leader.
“Don’t bother them. Key will never have a heart to kill Minho and you know that Jjong always love to tease you.”Onew smiles warmly and pats his son’s head,” You really miss him, don’t you? Go send him a message or something. He must have been really shocked when they put the pranks on him.”
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From : MY Taeminnie ~^^~
Sent : 14/12/2009, 01.16 AM
HYUNG, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?? TT^TT You make me so worried and I was so ready to fly to Canada right after we watched the tape you sent me >.< Thank God Onew Appa came home and told us that it was only a prank. It’s hurt to see you sad like that, hyung ;( Please don’t make me cry again next time… Even if the sunbaes really hate you someday, I will always love you!! >///<
Minho groans silently as he reads Taemin’s message on his cell phone. How stupid he was, sending the wrong tape to the magnae and creating a ruckus in their dorm. If only he double checked before… Well, you can’t fully blame him for that. After all, Minho was more than relieve when he knew that everything was actually a prank and the hyungs’ surprise for him. You can’t blame him too if all mini DV have the same size and color that makes them hard to be distinguished one another! Just put all the blame to the cruel producer and the tight schedules so Minho had to send the package in a rush.
Hyung, can you stay there longer in Canada?? Don’t come home yet because umma said he’s going to kill you! >.< I don’t want you to be murdered though I really miss you.
Minho smiles mischievously as he reads the message’s continuation. Yeah right; like the tofu leader will let his wife to kill their own band mates anyway… the boy sighs in pure happiness, knowing that his cute little lover cares so much about him. His face glows in the darkness that swallows his shared hotel room, caused both by the cell phone backlight and his charming smile.
One more thing… Jonghyun hyung keeps sending me a weird look and I’m scared he’s going to do something bad >.< should I double lock our room?
The smile directly disappears from Minho’s lips.
“Kim Jonghyun, you’re so going to die…” he hisses.
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THE END (?)