[drabble] colour of love ; het!ontae
colour of love ; het!ontae
a/n: three things: one, i was looking at bras on target's website. two, i absolutely loathe the song 'shinee girl'. three, inspired by my workplace and life.
When Eunsook comes back from shopping with Kibum a few hours later, it's Taemin that opens the door and greets them instead of Jonghyun or Minho (who were more than likely either at the gym or playing some game together; Taemin explained, when Kibum gave him a quizzical look).
So Taemin helps her carry all the bags in, ignoring Kibum's eyeroll of of course you help girls first and not me ("Kibum-hyung, you're not a girl," Taemin says pointedly, "you can carry your own bags.")
"You just want to see what she picked out for herself."
"Hyung," Taemin tries again, slightly exasperated already, "I just wanted to help Eunsook-noona. She's probably tired from spending the day with you."
Kibum rolls his eyes and just walks off twoards his and Taemin's shared bedroom. "Whatever, Taemin. We all know you want to-" Taemin throws his shoe at the wall by Kibum's head to shut him up pretty fast, and cheers mentally when he sees Kibum immediately shut the door with a slightly terrified look on his face.
Taemin gives Eunsook a shy smile; which she gladly returns and is immediately changing the topic. "Oppa, can I show you what I got?"
"If you want to, noona," he responds, leading her back to the guest bedroom and having her sit on the bed next to him. "You don't have to show me anything."
"There's a cute bra I bought, though, that I want to try on for you." She reaches into the bag by her side when she's sure the door and Taemin's eyes are closed, rummaging through the few panties, tops, and skirts she got before she finally pulls out the piece of fabric with a smile between slightly embarrassed and beaming. "It's this one! You can open your eyes now."
"Oh, my god," Taemin's laughing out, tears immediately springing to his eyes the moment he sees it. "Did you seriously, seriously pick out that colour yourself?"
Eunsook scrunches up her nose in the best angry face she can manage, her cheeks flushing at the other's reaction. "Kibum-oppa said it complimented my earrings that I was wearing, and that I'd look lovely in it."
"But it's pearlescent sky blue and sparkly. It's the same colour of-"
"I'm well aware what it is the colour of, Lee Taemin," Eunsook snaps, blush growing. "Look, if you don't like it, I-"
"It's not that I don't like it, noona, it's just that..." he trails off, starting to hold back more laughs. "That..."
"That what, Taemin?"
"You could say they're your shinee girls if you wear that," he manages to spurt out before dissolving into a howl of laughter. Eunsook's blush darkens; and she can already feel herself wanting to melt right into the floor, blend in with the carpet, and just quit her life right there.
Taemin's laughter is cut short by Eunsook throwing said bra at his face and firing right back in a clipped voice. "Well, at least my sex toys don't have to fucking sing to me."
It's at this Taemin pales slightly, a blush appearing on his own cheeks as he starts stammering in response. Eunsook knows she has him cornered, and so continues.
"Seriously, Taemin; an OhMyBod? Do you absolutely have to have music for everything you do? Or is it just hard to get it up without something giving you a tune to fuck or be fucked to?"
"How did you even find out about that?! W-were you going through my drawers?"
"It's hard to study at night when I hear a singing vibrator from the room right next to me. Some of us actually have a night class that we need to pass."
Taemin agreed to never mention her bra colours again; and somewhere down the hall, he could've sworn he heard Kibum's roaring peal of laughter.
a/n: three things: one, i was looking at bras on target's website. two, i absolutely loathe the song 'shinee girl'. three, inspired by my workplace and life.
When Eunsook comes back from shopping with Kibum a few hours later, it's Taemin that opens the door and greets them instead of Jonghyun or Minho (who were more than likely either at the gym or playing some game together; Taemin explained, when Kibum gave him a quizzical look).
So Taemin helps her carry all the bags in, ignoring Kibum's eyeroll of of course you help girls first and not me ("Kibum-hyung, you're not a girl," Taemin says pointedly, "you can carry your own bags.")
"You just want to see what she picked out for herself."
"Hyung," Taemin tries again, slightly exasperated already, "I just wanted to help Eunsook-noona. She's probably tired from spending the day with you."
Kibum rolls his eyes and just walks off twoards his and Taemin's shared bedroom. "Whatever, Taemin. We all know you want to-" Taemin throws his shoe at the wall by Kibum's head to shut him up pretty fast, and cheers mentally when he sees Kibum immediately shut the door with a slightly terrified look on his face.
Taemin gives Eunsook a shy smile; which she gladly returns and is immediately changing the topic. "Oppa, can I show you what I got?"
"If you want to, noona," he responds, leading her back to the guest bedroom and having her sit on the bed next to him. "You don't have to show me anything."
"There's a cute bra I bought, though, that I want to try on for you." She reaches into the bag by her side when she's sure the door and Taemin's eyes are closed, rummaging through the few panties, tops, and skirts she got before she finally pulls out the piece of fabric with a smile between slightly embarrassed and beaming. "It's this one! You can open your eyes now."
"Oh, my god," Taemin's laughing out, tears immediately springing to his eyes the moment he sees it. "Did you seriously, seriously pick out that colour yourself?"
Eunsook scrunches up her nose in the best angry face she can manage, her cheeks flushing at the other's reaction. "Kibum-oppa said it complimented my earrings that I was wearing, and that I'd look lovely in it."
"But it's pearlescent sky blue and sparkly. It's the same colour of-"
"I'm well aware what it is the colour of, Lee Taemin," Eunsook snaps, blush growing. "Look, if you don't like it, I-"
"It's not that I don't like it, noona, it's just that..." he trails off, starting to hold back more laughs. "That..."
"That what, Taemin?"
"You could say they're your shinee girls if you wear that," he manages to spurt out before dissolving into a howl of laughter. Eunsook's blush darkens; and she can already feel herself wanting to melt right into the floor, blend in with the carpet, and just quit her life right there.
Taemin's laughter is cut short by Eunsook throwing said bra at his face and firing right back in a clipped voice. "Well, at least my sex toys don't have to fucking sing to me."
It's at this Taemin pales slightly, a blush appearing on his own cheeks as he starts stammering in response. Eunsook knows she has him cornered, and so continues.
"Seriously, Taemin; an OhMyBod? Do you absolutely have to have music for everything you do? Or is it just hard to get it up without something giving you a tune to fuck or be fucked to?"
"How did you even find out about that?! W-were you going through my drawers?"
"It's hard to study at night when I hear a singing vibrator from the room right next to me. Some of us actually have a night class that we need to pass."
Taemin agreed to never mention her bra colours again; and somewhere down the hall, he could've sworn he heard Kibum's roaring peal of laughter.