she's gone
finally posting some of the shinee that was rotting in my disk bc of my lack of participation in the fandom. minkey & 2min! ^^ enjoy~
minkey;
Kibum’s always known Jonghyun was a player. He was fine with it, I mean, he trusted Jonghyun. He believed Jonghyun knew the border between fun and love. ‘and I don’t have the stamina to do it everynight’ Kibum points out to himself, as he watches Jonghyun shamelessly flirt with some new staff.
He likes to think he is the one Jonghyun adores, and that he is the ‘secret’ Jonghyun is hiding from those whom he has slept with. Jonghyun’s nights-out don’t really affect him anyway, other than the constant sound of his heart breaking with every new hickey he sees on Jonghyun.
So when night falls, and for those rare occasions where Jonghyun sleeps in the dorm, he gladly accepts the other’s presence as he slides next to him on the bed, curling up, pulling the blanket with him.
‘You are too accepting.” Minho always tells him and frowns, playing with Kibum’s fingers while Kibum shrugs and says “He loves me and plays with them, he is cheating their feelings not mine.” Minho frowns even more and ungraciously drops Kibum fingers on the table and abruptly stands up and walks away, effectively slamming the door behind him.
Kibum sighs; Minho has been getting more moody nowadays, Kibum no longer sees him smile with him, or at him. Kibum is surprised as he doesn’t feel guilty thinking about another guy. Its not another guy, its Minho Kibum thinks.
But the inevitable happened, because Jonghyun had chosen the wrong person to fuck one night, because the whole world knew that Amber and Kibum were practically brother and sisters, joint by the hip. “The Fight” took place on 6th October, with Jonghyun, stomping out of their dorm, slamming the front door in Kibum’s face and Kibum screaming and deleting all their couple pictures from his phone.
Kibum sobbed on the couch while Jinki and Taemin hovered around him, unsure of what to do. Minho ushered them to the bedroom saying, “I’ll handle it” and immediately went to the living room. Kibum looked ever so fragile, arms wrapping around his knees and his head in between them. He hadn’t stopped crying since Jonghyun walked through the door earlier.
Bastard. Minho thinks before going to the kitchen and getting a glass of water, grabbing the tissue box along the way. He gently sat next to Kibum and placed the items in front of him, pushing some tissues into Kibum’s hand.
Kibum sniffed and looked up to see Minho’s concerned face, worry etched over every single feature, and Kibum leaned into Minho, resting his head on Minho’s shoulders, while Minho’s arms instinctively wrapped around Kibum’s waist, pulling him closer.
Kibum’s sobs punctured the silence that had unknowingly covered the room again. Minho rubbed circles on Kibum’s back, and Kibum scrunched Minho’s shirt, pulling it.
Jonghyun never returned that night and Kibum slept in Minho’s arms, feeling a lot warmer.
The next day Kibum felt his insides twist and almost hurled upon seeing Jonghyun laughing away with KARA, and clenched his fists so tight his knuckles almost popped out, before Minho took his hand and frowned. “Bastard.” Minho thinks but realizes he said it out loud.
Kibum looks at Minho and smiles, entwining their hands together. ‘yeah bastard’ He responds and Minho could feel a smile forming on his lips. And yet again Kibum is surprised that he doesn’t feel guilty. Maybe his love for Jonghyun wasn’t that strong afterall, he thinks and shrugs, before Minho pulls him to the preparation room.
It doesn’t take Kibum to get over Jonghyun though, or so he thinks. I mean, he’s got shopping, and more close, true friends, who now kind of all hate Jonghyun. He has been spending his time hanging around the FT Island dorm, speaking english with Dongwoon, and of course more shopping with Nicole. Occasionally Minho will bug him to watch a movie and they’d run to the cinema, hoods pulled down, sun glasses on and all, hands intertwined as Minho pulls Kibum along.
In the cinema, as they’d be watching either some chick flick or some thriller gross Kibum imitated puking before Minho rolled his eyes and bought the tickets anyway. Kibum decided against buying popcorn in fear of throwing up. At the end of the movie, Kibum found himself flushed against Minho, arms curled around his shoulder. Kibum looked up to meet Minho’s gaze and promptly blushed. But his hands never left Minho’s for the rest of the journey back to the dorm.
“I love you.” Minho said, looking at Kibum straight in the eye, bringing their intertwined fingers to his lips and kissing Kibum’s fingers. “I know.” Kibum had replied, pulling Minho closer on the sidewalk.
As they stepped through the door, hands of course laced together, Onew looked up from analyzing their schedules, Taemin from his homework, and they both broke into smiles, Taemin running over to hug both of them.
“I feel happy for you hyung.” Taemin whispered into Kibum’s ear that night, before smiling at him like a mother to her daughter before prom. Kibum laughed and ruffled Taemin’s hair. “you are growing up too fast.” he whispered back. But Kibum was glad, and as Minho popped his bed into his bedroom Kibum smiled wider than he ever had, and instead of cold lonely nights waiting for Jonghyun, Kibum snuggled into Minho, meeting his eyes as their lips met, “Thank you” Kibum thought, glancing down at Minho who has fallen asleep on his shoulder and pecking his hair, “I love you too.”
2min;
“Taemin sings so well now.” Those are the only words Minho hears now a day. “He’s all grown up now.” Kibum says with a sigh, then they both turn their heads to see Taemin practicing Jonghyun’s lines for Quasimodo, when Minho told him about it.
Taemin used to be dependant, cute, young, innocent, adorable, just a few months ago, but now he is slowly changing, and Minho doesn’t like it one bit.
He was growing up so fast, always doing new things, always improving, becoming so much better, so much so that Minho thought that if anyone of SHINee would go solo the first, it’d be Taemin. After all now his singing was perfect, he was like a dance prodigy, he did so well on variety shows and well, Taemin was basically everywhere.
Everywhere but by Minho’s side.
an: yeah lol. idk ;~~;
minkey;
Kibum’s always known Jonghyun was a player. He was fine with it, I mean, he trusted Jonghyun. He believed Jonghyun knew the border between fun and love. ‘and I don’t have the stamina to do it everynight’ Kibum points out to himself, as he watches Jonghyun shamelessly flirt with some new staff.
He likes to think he is the one Jonghyun adores, and that he is the ‘secret’ Jonghyun is hiding from those whom he has slept with. Jonghyun’s nights-out don’t really affect him anyway, other than the constant sound of his heart breaking with every new hickey he sees on Jonghyun.
So when night falls, and for those rare occasions where Jonghyun sleeps in the dorm, he gladly accepts the other’s presence as he slides next to him on the bed, curling up, pulling the blanket with him.
‘You are too accepting.” Minho always tells him and frowns, playing with Kibum’s fingers while Kibum shrugs and says “He loves me and plays with them, he is cheating their feelings not mine.” Minho frowns even more and ungraciously drops Kibum fingers on the table and abruptly stands up and walks away, effectively slamming the door behind him.
Kibum sighs; Minho has been getting more moody nowadays, Kibum no longer sees him smile with him, or at him. Kibum is surprised as he doesn’t feel guilty thinking about another guy. Its not another guy, its Minho Kibum thinks.
But the inevitable happened, because Jonghyun had chosen the wrong person to fuck one night, because the whole world knew that Amber and Kibum were practically brother and sisters, joint by the hip. “The Fight” took place on 6th October, with Jonghyun, stomping out of their dorm, slamming the front door in Kibum’s face and Kibum screaming and deleting all their couple pictures from his phone.
Kibum sobbed on the couch while Jinki and Taemin hovered around him, unsure of what to do. Minho ushered them to the bedroom saying, “I’ll handle it” and immediately went to the living room. Kibum looked ever so fragile, arms wrapping around his knees and his head in between them. He hadn’t stopped crying since Jonghyun walked through the door earlier.
Bastard. Minho thinks before going to the kitchen and getting a glass of water, grabbing the tissue box along the way. He gently sat next to Kibum and placed the items in front of him, pushing some tissues into Kibum’s hand.
Kibum sniffed and looked up to see Minho’s concerned face, worry etched over every single feature, and Kibum leaned into Minho, resting his head on Minho’s shoulders, while Minho’s arms instinctively wrapped around Kibum’s waist, pulling him closer.
Kibum’s sobs punctured the silence that had unknowingly covered the room again. Minho rubbed circles on Kibum’s back, and Kibum scrunched Minho’s shirt, pulling it.
Jonghyun never returned that night and Kibum slept in Minho’s arms, feeling a lot warmer.
The next day Kibum felt his insides twist and almost hurled upon seeing Jonghyun laughing away with KARA, and clenched his fists so tight his knuckles almost popped out, before Minho took his hand and frowned. “Bastard.” Minho thinks but realizes he said it out loud.
Kibum looks at Minho and smiles, entwining their hands together. ‘yeah bastard’ He responds and Minho could feel a smile forming on his lips. And yet again Kibum is surprised that he doesn’t feel guilty. Maybe his love for Jonghyun wasn’t that strong afterall, he thinks and shrugs, before Minho pulls him to the preparation room.
It doesn’t take Kibum to get over Jonghyun though, or so he thinks. I mean, he’s got shopping, and more close, true friends, who now kind of all hate Jonghyun. He has been spending his time hanging around the FT Island dorm, speaking english with Dongwoon, and of course more shopping with Nicole. Occasionally Minho will bug him to watch a movie and they’d run to the cinema, hoods pulled down, sun glasses on and all, hands intertwined as Minho pulls Kibum along.
In the cinema, as they’d be watching either some chick flick or some thriller gross Kibum imitated puking before Minho rolled his eyes and bought the tickets anyway. Kibum decided against buying popcorn in fear of throwing up. At the end of the movie, Kibum found himself flushed against Minho, arms curled around his shoulder. Kibum looked up to meet Minho’s gaze and promptly blushed. But his hands never left Minho’s for the rest of the journey back to the dorm.
“I love you.” Minho said, looking at Kibum straight in the eye, bringing their intertwined fingers to his lips and kissing Kibum’s fingers. “I know.” Kibum had replied, pulling Minho closer on the sidewalk.
As they stepped through the door, hands of course laced together, Onew looked up from analyzing their schedules, Taemin from his homework, and they both broke into smiles, Taemin running over to hug both of them.
“I feel happy for you hyung.” Taemin whispered into Kibum’s ear that night, before smiling at him like a mother to her daughter before prom. Kibum laughed and ruffled Taemin’s hair. “you are growing up too fast.” he whispered back. But Kibum was glad, and as Minho popped his bed into his bedroom Kibum smiled wider than he ever had, and instead of cold lonely nights waiting for Jonghyun, Kibum snuggled into Minho, meeting his eyes as their lips met, “Thank you” Kibum thought, glancing down at Minho who has fallen asleep on his shoulder and pecking his hair, “I love you too.”
2min;
“Taemin sings so well now.” Those are the only words Minho hears now a day. “He’s all grown up now.” Kibum says with a sigh, then they both turn their heads to see Taemin practicing Jonghyun’s lines for Quasimodo, when Minho told him about it.
Taemin used to be dependant, cute, young, innocent, adorable, just a few months ago, but now he is slowly changing, and Minho doesn’t like it one bit.
He was growing up so fast, always doing new things, always improving, becoming so much better, so much so that Minho thought that if anyone of SHINee would go solo the first, it’d be Taemin. After all now his singing was perfect, he was like a dance prodigy, he did so well on variety shows and well, Taemin was basically everywhere.
Everywhere but by Minho’s side.
an: yeah lol. idk ;~~;