SHINee- 2Min- ...
Title: SHINee- 2Min-
Pairing: 2Min (friendship)
Rating: None.
Genre: ...I don't know, actually.
Disclaimer: Characters (SHINee Members) aren't mine. I own the plot though.
Summary: And it certainly wasn't one of those days where you'd expect to bring a stranger home with you.
Dedication: N/A.
Author's Note: If I get positive reviews, I'll make it a long story. If not, there'll be three or four chapters.
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It was one of those days where you just wanted to be in the house on the computer, reading a book or finishing incomplete school work.
It was one of those days where you didn't want to go outside in the pouring rain to walk for twenty minutes to go to the dep to get milk for your mom so she could have a coffee.
And it certainly wasn't one of those days where you'd expect to bring a stranger home with you.
The walk there was definitely a wet and disgusting one for MinHo, trying to avoid all the wiggling worms on the sidewalk while trying to walk fast enough to not get completely soaked by the heavy downpour.
By the time he arrived at the depaneur his feet were soaked from stepping in multiple puddles and nearly every other part of him was just as wet. He hurried up getting the milk and paying the cashier and left, sighing and complaining to himself that he'd have to change when he got home.
Deciding that cutting through the park was faster to get home, MinHo headed that way.
"Get him hard, make him bleed!" He hear people shout staring at something on the ground.
MinHo's curiosity had always been easily sparked, so he went to check out was the fuss was about.
As he inched closer he seen that in the middle of the circle of people there were two people. Laying on the ground. Having sex.
The boy who was being pounded into was crying, little choking sounds escaping his lips. His face was contorted in pain.
The obviously older male who was pounding into the little boy didn't seem to notice the pain he was inflicting to the other- actually he seemed to enjoy it.
And everyone who was around them did nothing.
MinHo couldn't help but see the blood seeping down the little boy's legs, but he didn't move from behind the circle of by bystanders.
Eventually the older male climaxed, cumming deep in the younger boy and he and his gang left the child beaten, raped and half-conscious in the park- they payed no attention to MinHo as they left, they thought of him only as another bystander.
"Are you okay?" MinHo asked, bending down in front of the other boy when he was sure he had regained complete consciousness.
The younger boy sat up and felt around, obviously looking for something.
"What's wrong?" MinHo questioned, but received no answer, the boy didn't even look at him. "Ahh... Well, here are your clothes..." He picked them up and placed them on the abused boy's lap who left around at them and slipped them on with much trouble.
"Ireum-i mwo yeyo?" MinHo asked. "What is your name? Quel est ton nom?" Even though he asked in every language he knew, the boy didn't respond.
The boy sat in a fetal position with his head on his knees, staring right at MinHo but not really seeing him.
MinHo put his hands on the boy's shoulders. "What's wrong? Why aren't you replying to me?"
The boy jumped, startled, and tears started pouring down his cheeks as he shook in fear.
"I won't hurt you, just tell what what's wrong. Tell me what happened."
The younger boy's hands hastily found their way to MinHo's and then up MinHo's arms, to his neck and finally to his face, feeling around it, memorizing it's features.
"What was that about?" MinHo asked, confused. "Stop crying and tell me what's wrong. Please." He took the boy's hands in his. "Where do you live? I'll walk you home." He pulled the boy up on his feet.
The boy looked around from side to side, confused, and finally walked off in a random direction.
"Your house is that way?"
The boy continued walking and walking and MinHo followed closely behind him.
"Do you know where you're going?" MinHo asked as the boy kept walking and pausing every so often.
MinHo once again put his hands on the boy's shoulders, this time to steer him clear of a pole which he nearly walked into, and the boy turned around to feel MinHo's face once again; his face lighting up with delight when he remembered who it was.
"Come home with me, you clearly have no idea where you're going." MinHo took the boy by the hand and led him towards his house, where his mom and a change of clothes would be waiting for him.
The boy hesitantly followed him.