[FIC] Keeping The Change .Three. ;PG-13
Pairing : minkey
Rating : pg-13 for now.
Type : Chaptered.
Authors note : my new big project.
Summary : when people have taken everything away from you , the only thing you can do , is try and take everything away from them.
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Work . Home . Replay .
Key starts work the next day , he leaves school and head there straight away. He studies somewhere along the lines of communications and psychology. Although he’d very much want to do design. But with money being such a huge problem then he didn’t have a choice. Maybe now he should opt for a change in major. He throws the thoughts out of his head when he reaches the changing room .
Day one.
The manger hands him his uniform and tells him to be out in 5. He tucks the black slack into his red Converses to make it look less like a uniform. He hated uniforms with a vengeance, but beggars can’t be chooses.
“ Okay so , first day , get use to the things around you , whats going on and how things run in this place. We’re very busy and theres less than zero minutes for errors. “ his words run like a speed train the moment the new boy steps out.
“ You’ll be at the counter today , meet our guest , remember their faces and names. Black Listed people arrive and you call the bouncers. “
Key nods taking everything in. People relations didn’t seem so bad. He’s shuffled to the door where he greets two burly man almost twice his height. They smile and him and give him a slight nod of acknowledgement before they go back to their own banter.
He hands me a drink after incase i get thirsty and told me to inform the bouncers when i wanted a toilet break.
The night went by slowly even with the constant flow of customers streaming through the glass doors. The people were nice, well mostly. They gave him tips, lots like it was some sort of compulsory tradition. He decided that he’d use the tips as his allowance , and the his fixed pay was kept for other necessities like housing , food and clothes for his mother.
A highlighter is a pen like stationary that goes over important sentences and information. Its bright colour catches your eye and you can’t look pass it. Key hater highlighters. As much as he love the neon colour he hated seeing them in books because it simply meant he had to study a bit more. Today wasn’t different , like any highlighter , the highlight of his night had to happen here on his first day of work. He hated it.
Taemin , Key asks why god treats him like that , was his highlight of the night. He sees the younger boy approaching the glass doors with a group of friends. There was one person who stands out like sore thumb because he’s so much taller. Key cringes like a snail under salt and hurriedly brushes his fringe over his eyes , in hopes that no one recognizes him but thats just impossible and he knows it.
“ Hyung ! “ Taemin shouts the moment his in view. The older one could only lift his head and put on the most pissed of face he was able to manage.
“ Taemin “ It sounded cold and anything but endearing.
Minho looks at Key confused and wanting an explanation but he knows to wait for one.
“ Hi Minho “
Theres a smile that spreads across the younger’s face “ You know Minho hyung ? He’s nice isn’t he ! “
“ If you say so Taemin “
“ Hyung , dad said you came by this afternoon , why didn’t you say hi ! I’ve been wanting to meet you and talk. I miss you Hyung “ Taemin sounded like a forgotten child. One who no one paid attention to , one who wanted the love of someone he cared for. Though only the attention of one person mattered to him and that was Key.
“ Theres nothing to talk about Taemin, find your brother or something “ he brushes the kid aside and flips through the paper looking for his name.
But you are my brother Ki Bum Hyung is what he wants to say but all he does he catches on to Key’s hand because he knows Key would hate to hear that.
“ I am not anyone to you , this man will take you to your table “ shurgging the younger boy away he calls for the next person in line.
The group of them is ushered in while Key pretends to ignore their existence and tends to the other customers. Taemin has the most dejected look on his face but there is nothing he could do. Taemin wasn’t the worst person on earth Key admitted , but how could he ever be friends with someone who played a part in destroying his entire family let alone be his brother.
He sees them drinking at the far end near to the bar. people are dancing and having fun but he’s just plain tired and sits himself on the stool behind the counter taking small sips at his drink.
“ Key ! Thats about it for today , here’s your money , you’re good to go but if you like you could stay and have a drink with the rest “ His manager informs him , he glances at his watch its 4am already. The placed closed at 6am, just when public transport available again. He thanks the man and hands over the file of papers. Collecting the empty cups that had been forgotten there over time and bringing it to the bar. Half way there he sees the group of them. Making a beeline to the bar he leaves his glasses there before saying bye to the bar group. He sees Taemin slightly tipsy leaning onto Minho and a smirk appears on his own face. So Taemin likes the older boy. Minho sees Key and tries to call out for him but he pretends to be oblivious and swerves his way around the people to the changing room.
Dumping the used clothes into the clothes bin , the bag in his hands are swung over his shoulder. Checking to make sure he didn’t look like a complete mess one last time he steps out of the room. The corridor is much darker so he doesn’t notice a guy leaning against the wall outside.
“ What are you doing here Min Ho “ he asks as he pulls his hood over his head and digs for his headphones in his bag.
“ I... you just ran out on me that day , and whats with the cold attitude, Taemin s a nice boy , I don’t know whats your past with him but he seems to be very fond of you “
Key laughs .
“ He hasn’t told you has he , Well mind your own business Min Ho , its not the past , it the living breathing present. I want to go enjoy the music before its too late. “ He pushes past Minho and walks ahead .
The club was still reasonably crowded , people were sitll grinding out on the dance floor. He kept his back under the bar and thanked them before making his way to the dance floor. Music was pounding from the speakers, fueling his veins. His head well hidden under the hood , he danced the most sensual moves anyone could manage. People were cheering and cat calling , girls and guys both trying to make a move. He simply ignored any advances. His feline eyes unknowingly catching onto random people and pulling them even close , almost like they were under a trance.
“ Dance with me “ a stranger asked and Key declined moving further away from the person, but he persisted and his hands gripped onto Key’s waist. “ Let go “ Key spat , struggling against the man’s grip. He smelt the stench of alcohol from his breath and it made him wrench with disgust. From a distance he saw the bouncers approaching , but the man had already pressed his hand into the front of Key’s jeans and the boy let out a scream. “ Get the fuck off me !! “ llike a bad dream the guy refused too. The bouncers were a distance away but he felt the weight of the guy lifting off his body and he saw the man being thrown on the floor. Minho grabbed Key to his side and Key felt himself pressed flushed against the boys chest.
The bouncers took the guy and threw him out of the club. The manger walked over concerned.
“ Are you alright ?! , That should never have happen , we’re bringing him to police station , will you be alright ? “ Key nods still in shock but he can’t show it.
He realizes he’s still in Minho’s arms and pulls away immediately.
“ Thank you , again “
‘ You know , if it wasn’t for Taemin , I would still have not known your name Key“
“ Well thank him them, i’ll be on my way “ He bows and wants to leave but Taemin is running over with worry over his face.
“ Key hyung are you alright , I .... I’m so sorry i didn’t help you , I ......... luckily Minho Hyung was there. “
“ I don’t need you to do anything Lee Taemin , just fucking leave me alone “ The younger boy is close to tears at the harshness of his older brothers voice. Key walks off grabbing his bag from the counter and making his way to the exit.
“ Hey ! .......” Key spins around half way out the door. Minho was chaisng after him.
“ Hey ! KEY ! “ Key halts in his steps and turns around.
“ What is it with you ? Taemin was just worried ?! “ He’s half angry and confused. Mostly lost at the way Key treats his friend but Minho knew that there was something more to it.
“ I don’t need his worry , or yours for a matter of fact “
“ I save you back there ! “ He shouted incredulously.
“ You didn’t need to ! The bouncers were coming anyway just......just go away and take care of your friend “
Minho doesn’t budge and waits for Key to chase him away again if he would. But the two just stand there tired and worn out. Why Key bothered to argue with this guy was beyond him , all he knew was that he was his Taemin’s friend and that was way out of line in his own terms.
“ Go out with me “ the words fall out of Minho’s like nails. Loud and echoed.
Rating : pg-13 for now.
Type : Chaptered.
Authors note : my new big project.
Summary : when people have taken everything away from you , the only thing you can do , is try and take everything away from them.
1 2
Work . Home . Replay .
Key starts work the next day , he leaves school and head there straight away. He studies somewhere along the lines of communications and psychology. Although he’d very much want to do design. But with money being such a huge problem then he didn’t have a choice. Maybe now he should opt for a change in major. He throws the thoughts out of his head when he reaches the changing room .
Day one.
The manger hands him his uniform and tells him to be out in 5. He tucks the black slack into his red Converses to make it look less like a uniform. He hated uniforms with a vengeance, but beggars can’t be chooses.
“ Okay so , first day , get use to the things around you , whats going on and how things run in this place. We’re very busy and theres less than zero minutes for errors. “ his words run like a speed train the moment the new boy steps out.
“ You’ll be at the counter today , meet our guest , remember their faces and names. Black Listed people arrive and you call the bouncers. “
Key nods taking everything in. People relations didn’t seem so bad. He’s shuffled to the door where he greets two burly man almost twice his height. They smile and him and give him a slight nod of acknowledgement before they go back to their own banter.
He hands me a drink after incase i get thirsty and told me to inform the bouncers when i wanted a toilet break.
The night went by slowly even with the constant flow of customers streaming through the glass doors. The people were nice, well mostly. They gave him tips, lots like it was some sort of compulsory tradition. He decided that he’d use the tips as his allowance , and the his fixed pay was kept for other necessities like housing , food and clothes for his mother.
A highlighter is a pen like stationary that goes over important sentences and information. Its bright colour catches your eye and you can’t look pass it. Key hater highlighters. As much as he love the neon colour he hated seeing them in books because it simply meant he had to study a bit more. Today wasn’t different , like any highlighter , the highlight of his night had to happen here on his first day of work. He hated it.
Taemin , Key asks why god treats him like that , was his highlight of the night. He sees the younger boy approaching the glass doors with a group of friends. There was one person who stands out like sore thumb because he’s so much taller. Key cringes like a snail under salt and hurriedly brushes his fringe over his eyes , in hopes that no one recognizes him but thats just impossible and he knows it.
“ Hyung ! “ Taemin shouts the moment his in view. The older one could only lift his head and put on the most pissed of face he was able to manage.
“ Taemin “ It sounded cold and anything but endearing.
Minho looks at Key confused and wanting an explanation but he knows to wait for one.
“ Hi Minho “
Theres a smile that spreads across the younger’s face “ You know Minho hyung ? He’s nice isn’t he ! “
“ If you say so Taemin “
“ Hyung , dad said you came by this afternoon , why didn’t you say hi ! I’ve been wanting to meet you and talk. I miss you Hyung “ Taemin sounded like a forgotten child. One who no one paid attention to , one who wanted the love of someone he cared for. Though only the attention of one person mattered to him and that was Key.
“ Theres nothing to talk about Taemin, find your brother or something “ he brushes the kid aside and flips through the paper looking for his name.
But you are my brother Ki Bum Hyung is what he wants to say but all he does he catches on to Key’s hand because he knows Key would hate to hear that.
“ I am not anyone to you , this man will take you to your table “ shurgging the younger boy away he calls for the next person in line.
The group of them is ushered in while Key pretends to ignore their existence and tends to the other customers. Taemin has the most dejected look on his face but there is nothing he could do. Taemin wasn’t the worst person on earth Key admitted , but how could he ever be friends with someone who played a part in destroying his entire family let alone be his brother.
He sees them drinking at the far end near to the bar. people are dancing and having fun but he’s just plain tired and sits himself on the stool behind the counter taking small sips at his drink.
“ Key ! Thats about it for today , here’s your money , you’re good to go but if you like you could stay and have a drink with the rest “ His manager informs him , he glances at his watch its 4am already. The placed closed at 6am, just when public transport available again. He thanks the man and hands over the file of papers. Collecting the empty cups that had been forgotten there over time and bringing it to the bar. Half way there he sees the group of them. Making a beeline to the bar he leaves his glasses there before saying bye to the bar group. He sees Taemin slightly tipsy leaning onto Minho and a smirk appears on his own face. So Taemin likes the older boy. Minho sees Key and tries to call out for him but he pretends to be oblivious and swerves his way around the people to the changing room.
Dumping the used clothes into the clothes bin , the bag in his hands are swung over his shoulder. Checking to make sure he didn’t look like a complete mess one last time he steps out of the room. The corridor is much darker so he doesn’t notice a guy leaning against the wall outside.
“ What are you doing here Min Ho “ he asks as he pulls his hood over his head and digs for his headphones in his bag.
“ I... you just ran out on me that day , and whats with the cold attitude, Taemin s a nice boy , I don’t know whats your past with him but he seems to be very fond of you “
Key laughs .
“ He hasn’t told you has he , Well mind your own business Min Ho , its not the past , it the living breathing present. I want to go enjoy the music before its too late. “ He pushes past Minho and walks ahead .
The club was still reasonably crowded , people were sitll grinding out on the dance floor. He kept his back under the bar and thanked them before making his way to the dance floor. Music was pounding from the speakers, fueling his veins. His head well hidden under the hood , he danced the most sensual moves anyone could manage. People were cheering and cat calling , girls and guys both trying to make a move. He simply ignored any advances. His feline eyes unknowingly catching onto random people and pulling them even close , almost like they were under a trance.
“ Dance with me “ a stranger asked and Key declined moving further away from the person, but he persisted and his hands gripped onto Key’s waist. “ Let go “ Key spat , struggling against the man’s grip. He smelt the stench of alcohol from his breath and it made him wrench with disgust. From a distance he saw the bouncers approaching , but the man had already pressed his hand into the front of Key’s jeans and the boy let out a scream. “ Get the fuck off me !! “ llike a bad dream the guy refused too. The bouncers were a distance away but he felt the weight of the guy lifting off his body and he saw the man being thrown on the floor. Minho grabbed Key to his side and Key felt himself pressed flushed against the boys chest.
The bouncers took the guy and threw him out of the club. The manger walked over concerned.
“ Are you alright ?! , That should never have happen , we’re bringing him to police station , will you be alright ? “ Key nods still in shock but he can’t show it.
He realizes he’s still in Minho’s arms and pulls away immediately.
“ Thank you , again “
‘ You know , if it wasn’t for Taemin , I would still have not known your name Key“
“ Well thank him them, i’ll be on my way “ He bows and wants to leave but Taemin is running over with worry over his face.
“ Key hyung are you alright , I .... I’m so sorry i didn’t help you , I ......... luckily Minho Hyung was there. “
“ I don’t need you to do anything Lee Taemin , just fucking leave me alone “ The younger boy is close to tears at the harshness of his older brothers voice. Key walks off grabbing his bag from the counter and making his way to the exit.
“ Hey ! .......” Key spins around half way out the door. Minho was chaisng after him.
“ Hey ! KEY ! “ Key halts in his steps and turns around.
“ What is it with you ? Taemin was just worried ?! “ He’s half angry and confused. Mostly lost at the way Key treats his friend but Minho knew that there was something more to it.
“ I don’t need his worry , or yours for a matter of fact “
“ I save you back there ! “ He shouted incredulously.
“ You didn’t need to ! The bouncers were coming anyway just......just go away and take care of your friend “
Minho doesn’t budge and waits for Key to chase him away again if he would. But the two just stand there tired and worn out. Why Key bothered to argue with this guy was beyond him , all he knew was that he was his Taemin’s friend and that was way out of line in his own terms.
“ Go out with me “ the words fall out of Minho’s like nails. Loud and echoed.