Hate; PG-15
Title: Hate
Author: keyminhocean
Characters: Minho/Amber (Friend)
Rating: PG-15
Legnth: 1148 words
A/N: Something I wrote for my friend since she hates Minho so much. XD
Summary: Choi Minho. Known for his good looks, rap skills, and flaming charisma. His well sculpted body and smooth deep voice is enough to draw in every girl. One look from him, one glance from those smoldering, big eyes never fails to bring every girl to their knees. Everyone falls victim to Minho's charms.
... Everyone but Amber.
“You totally loved it!” Jeanne screamed to her roommate’s newly slammed door, ignoring the string of curses and the sound of a shoe hitting the door as she turned to head to her own room. Feeling triumphant, she texted the object of the angry female fury with that oh so cocky smirk on her face.
To: Frog face
Ignore your stinging cheek. She loves you.
From: Frog Face
People don’t slap the people they love Jeanne. She doesn’t even like me.
To: Frog face
She’ll come around. Just be sure to be ready by the time I get there.
With that being said, she ended the conversation and went to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat, only to run into the angry female who didn’t even bother to acknowledge her exist
“Amber.” Jeanne called out but was met with no response. She sighed and rolled her eyes at the childishness of her dongsaeng. “Amber.”
Still no response.
Amber quietly grabbed a bottle of water from their shared refrigerator and headed back to her room when Jeanne grabbed her wrist.
“Let go.”
“Why are you so mad?! Do you know how many girls would kill to be in your position? To have Choi Minho chasing after them? To have the flaming charisma kiss them?!” With all the strength she had, Amber pulled away from her unnie, shooting daggers into her unfazed eyes.
“Then hook them up with the giant toad because I don’t want him!” She turned and stomped toward her room, slamming the door after shouting, “And I’m NOT going to their fan meet!”
Jeanne shrugged her shoulders and allowed Amber to be a little brat because she knew that the younger would go anywhere, as long as Taemin showed up.
~
Five in the afternoon and Jeanne was late. SMEnt were sure going to fire her if she didn’t leave soon, but there was a problem. Amber was taking to damn long! She’d convinced the young to come because Taemin would be there and that she’d finally get to meet him after months of begging Jeanne, but the opportunity never came around until now. Now that she had a chance to meet the SHINee member she ACTUALLY liked, she wanted to look her absolute best and wouldn’t leave her room until she achieved that goal. Jeanne, already furious because of the very angry phone call from a very angry Lee Sooman, banged loudly on her dongsaeng’s door.
“I swear to God I’m leaving you if you aren’t out in the next three seconds!” As soon as her sentence was finished, out rushed a beautifully dressed, probably a bit over dressed, Amber rushing to the foyer for her shoes.
“I’m ready ok? Let’s go!” Jeanne smirked even though she felt a tad bit guilty for what she’d planned for her friend, but she knew then ending results would be worth it. Even though Amber loved Taemin in every shape form and fashion, Jeanne knew she had some kind of love for Minho. Besides, Taemin wasn’t even looking to start a relationship with anyone whereas Minho was already chasing after Amber. The older female knew her friend had feelings for Minho, she just had to draw them out.
Amber sat cross legged in the SUV SM sent over to their living quarters and shook her foot back and forth impatiently as Jeanne slightly teased her about her casual yet formal choice of attire.
“We’re just attending a fan meet. Don’t you think you’re a bit over dressed?” Jeanne asked as she picked at the skirt of Amber’s light blue dress. The latter swatter her hand away and huffed as she crossed her arms.
“No, I’m not overdressed. It’s casual. Look,” she pointed to her shoe. “My heels aren’t even that tall. It’s fine.”
“Whatever floats your boat.” Jeanne mumbled under her breath. Amber acted as though they were going to be seated the whole time. Who did she think her friend worked for? Jeanne worked as SHINee’s personal assistant, meaning she’d be doing a lot of running around: fetching their stage outfits, checking to make sure that everything was in place, finding Taemin’s cell phone. It was a hectic job and Amber, being an intern, had to attend and do everything that Jeanne’s job consisted of, including the running. If she thought she would last in those heels, she was definitely wrong.
~
Two hours of preparation and Amber’s feet were killing her. Damn those heels. The fact that she had yet to see Taemin was extremely upsetting. She’d seen the rest of the SHINee members arrive, but hadn’t seen the object of her affection yet. Needless to say, she was getting quite impatient and frustrated. Jeanne promised that he’d be here and that she’d finally get to meet him. And yet, no sign of him!
She found out that he wasn’t even there after she’d seem them perform on stage. “Evil unnie!” she shouted when she was alone. Why would she lie to her, force her to look her best if Taemin wasn’t even going to be there? She sighed, thinking that the older was only trying to get the stubborn intern to show up even though she didn’t want to because of that dumb frog. She straightened up her posture when she heard footsteps. Speaking of stupid frogs…
“Um, hi Amber.” Nothing. Not even an apology for slapping him. The only sound he was met with was the sound of her heels clacking loudly against the tile floor. Minho wasn’t going to let her get away this time. He grabbed her by the wrist and forced her against the wall.
“What’s wrong with you?! This is why I don’t like you! Let go!” She struggled against him, but Minho didn’t budge forcing her to stop her movements. “Why won’t you leave me alone?”
“Because I like you and I don’t understand what I did to make you hate me.” The younger rolled her eyes, giving him an are you serious kind of look.
“Well, for one you’re too damn tall.” She said as she looked away from him. Minho rolled his eyes.
“So you hate me for something I can’t control?”
“I hate for you damn cockiness! For your long frog legs and matching face! And if you don’t let me go now I swear to God Minho I’ll-” Having heard enough of her ridiculous complaints, Minho leaned down and captured her lips, claiming them as his. And since her wrists were bound by his, there was no slapping involved.
For a moment, Amber could’ve sworn she felt something, the same something she felt the previous day, which was why she smacked the taller male in the first place. She didn’t like Minho, no. Minho wasn’t her type at all. She liked cute boys like Taemin, not masculine cocky bastards like Minho. He couldn’t even do Aegyo right! So, if she didn’t like him, why was she accepting his tongue? And why were her now free hands locked securely around his neck, drawing him closer? Minho broke their kiss, smirking as Amber whimpered, a sign that she disapproved of him stopping.
“I thought you hated me?” He said in a teasing manner. Amber pushed him away.
“And that’s why!” Minho chuckled and drew her into a tight embrace, his breath ghosting over her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Minho’s embrace was warm and even though those small warning bells were ringing in her ear, she decided to push them away for a while, just so she could give in to that small but oh so strong twenty percent of herself that had feelings for the flaming charisma.
~
“Amber!” Jeanne shouted later on that night when she entered the two bedroom apartment. She was furious, seething with anger at the fact that Amber left. Just… left! She didn’t leave a note, a text, a phone call. Nothing! When she got her hands on the little… What was that? There was a dull, continuous thud and it was coming from… Amber’s room? She walked closer and smirked from the not so innocent noises that were coming from behind the door. She decided to be angry later and catch up on her reading in the living room.
Not long after Jeanne had started to read, Amber’s bedroom door opened and out walked her dongsaeng, dressed in a very familiar, frog faced male’s shirt.
“Thought you hated him?” She teased, not having to look up to know there was a horrified look on Amber’s face.
“Shut up!” And she ran back into the room, slamming the door in the process.
{A/N} For my bb Amber. ^^
Author: keyminhocean
Characters: Minho/Amber (Friend)
Rating: PG-15
Legnth: 1148 words
A/N: Something I wrote for my friend since she hates Minho so much. XD
Summary: Choi Minho. Known for his good looks, rap skills, and flaming charisma. His well sculpted body and smooth deep voice is enough to draw in every girl. One look from him, one glance from those smoldering, big eyes never fails to bring every girl to their knees. Everyone falls victim to Minho's charms.
... Everyone but Amber.
“You totally loved it!” Jeanne screamed to her roommate’s newly slammed door, ignoring the string of curses and the sound of a shoe hitting the door as she turned to head to her own room. Feeling triumphant, she texted the object of the angry female fury with that oh so cocky smirk on her face.
To: Frog face
Ignore your stinging cheek. She loves you.
From: Frog Face
People don’t slap the people they love Jeanne. She doesn’t even like me.
To: Frog face
She’ll come around. Just be sure to be ready by the time I get there.
With that being said, she ended the conversation and went to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat, only to run into the angry female who didn’t even bother to acknowledge her exist
“Amber.” Jeanne called out but was met with no response. She sighed and rolled her eyes at the childishness of her dongsaeng. “Amber.”
Still no response.
Amber quietly grabbed a bottle of water from their shared refrigerator and headed back to her room when Jeanne grabbed her wrist.
“Let go.”
“Why are you so mad?! Do you know how many girls would kill to be in your position? To have Choi Minho chasing after them? To have the flaming charisma kiss them?!” With all the strength she had, Amber pulled away from her unnie, shooting daggers into her unfazed eyes.
“Then hook them up with the giant toad because I don’t want him!” She turned and stomped toward her room, slamming the door after shouting, “And I’m NOT going to their fan meet!”
Jeanne shrugged her shoulders and allowed Amber to be a little brat because she knew that the younger would go anywhere, as long as Taemin showed up.
~
Five in the afternoon and Jeanne was late. SMEnt were sure going to fire her if she didn’t leave soon, but there was a problem. Amber was taking to damn long! She’d convinced the young to come because Taemin would be there and that she’d finally get to meet him after months of begging Jeanne, but the opportunity never came around until now. Now that she had a chance to meet the SHINee member she ACTUALLY liked, she wanted to look her absolute best and wouldn’t leave her room until she achieved that goal. Jeanne, already furious because of the very angry phone call from a very angry Lee Sooman, banged loudly on her dongsaeng’s door.
“I swear to God I’m leaving you if you aren’t out in the next three seconds!” As soon as her sentence was finished, out rushed a beautifully dressed, probably a bit over dressed, Amber rushing to the foyer for her shoes.
“I’m ready ok? Let’s go!” Jeanne smirked even though she felt a tad bit guilty for what she’d planned for her friend, but she knew then ending results would be worth it. Even though Amber loved Taemin in every shape form and fashion, Jeanne knew she had some kind of love for Minho. Besides, Taemin wasn’t even looking to start a relationship with anyone whereas Minho was already chasing after Amber. The older female knew her friend had feelings for Minho, she just had to draw them out.
Amber sat cross legged in the SUV SM sent over to their living quarters and shook her foot back and forth impatiently as Jeanne slightly teased her about her casual yet formal choice of attire.
“We’re just attending a fan meet. Don’t you think you’re a bit over dressed?” Jeanne asked as she picked at the skirt of Amber’s light blue dress. The latter swatter her hand away and huffed as she crossed her arms.
“No, I’m not overdressed. It’s casual. Look,” she pointed to her shoe. “My heels aren’t even that tall. It’s fine.”
“Whatever floats your boat.” Jeanne mumbled under her breath. Amber acted as though they were going to be seated the whole time. Who did she think her friend worked for? Jeanne worked as SHINee’s personal assistant, meaning she’d be doing a lot of running around: fetching their stage outfits, checking to make sure that everything was in place, finding Taemin’s cell phone. It was a hectic job and Amber, being an intern, had to attend and do everything that Jeanne’s job consisted of, including the running. If she thought she would last in those heels, she was definitely wrong.
~
Two hours of preparation and Amber’s feet were killing her. Damn those heels. The fact that she had yet to see Taemin was extremely upsetting. She’d seen the rest of the SHINee members arrive, but hadn’t seen the object of her affection yet. Needless to say, she was getting quite impatient and frustrated. Jeanne promised that he’d be here and that she’d finally get to meet him. And yet, no sign of him!
She found out that he wasn’t even there after she’d seem them perform on stage. “Evil unnie!” she shouted when she was alone. Why would she lie to her, force her to look her best if Taemin wasn’t even going to be there? She sighed, thinking that the older was only trying to get the stubborn intern to show up even though she didn’t want to because of that dumb frog. She straightened up her posture when she heard footsteps. Speaking of stupid frogs…
“Um, hi Amber.” Nothing. Not even an apology for slapping him. The only sound he was met with was the sound of her heels clacking loudly against the tile floor. Minho wasn’t going to let her get away this time. He grabbed her by the wrist and forced her against the wall.
“What’s wrong with you?! This is why I don’t like you! Let go!” She struggled against him, but Minho didn’t budge forcing her to stop her movements. “Why won’t you leave me alone?”
“Because I like you and I don’t understand what I did to make you hate me.” The younger rolled her eyes, giving him an are you serious kind of look.
“Well, for one you’re too damn tall.” She said as she looked away from him. Minho rolled his eyes.
“So you hate me for something I can’t control?”
“I hate for you damn cockiness! For your long frog legs and matching face! And if you don’t let me go now I swear to God Minho I’ll-” Having heard enough of her ridiculous complaints, Minho leaned down and captured her lips, claiming them as his. And since her wrists were bound by his, there was no slapping involved.
For a moment, Amber could’ve sworn she felt something, the same something she felt the previous day, which was why she smacked the taller male in the first place. She didn’t like Minho, no. Minho wasn’t her type at all. She liked cute boys like Taemin, not masculine cocky bastards like Minho. He couldn’t even do Aegyo right! So, if she didn’t like him, why was she accepting his tongue? And why were her now free hands locked securely around his neck, drawing him closer? Minho broke their kiss, smirking as Amber whimpered, a sign that she disapproved of him stopping.
“I thought you hated me?” He said in a teasing manner. Amber pushed him away.
“And that’s why!” Minho chuckled and drew her into a tight embrace, his breath ghosting over her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Minho’s embrace was warm and even though those small warning bells were ringing in her ear, she decided to push them away for a while, just so she could give in to that small but oh so strong twenty percent of herself that had feelings for the flaming charisma.
~
“Amber!” Jeanne shouted later on that night when she entered the two bedroom apartment. She was furious, seething with anger at the fact that Amber left. Just… left! She didn’t leave a note, a text, a phone call. Nothing! When she got her hands on the little… What was that? There was a dull, continuous thud and it was coming from… Amber’s room? She walked closer and smirked from the not so innocent noises that were coming from behind the door. She decided to be angry later and catch up on her reading in the living room.
Not long after Jeanne had started to read, Amber’s bedroom door opened and out walked her dongsaeng, dressed in a very familiar, frog faced male’s shirt.
“Thought you hated him?” She teased, not having to look up to know there was a horrified look on Amber’s face.
“Shut up!” And she ran back into the room, slamming the door in the process.
{A/N} For my bb Amber. ^^