Heartbeat
Title: Heartbeat
Pairing: Jongtae, Onkey, MinhoxGame
Rating: G
Summary: Taemin has been hearing pounding noises and can't find the source. Yay for crappy summary.
Taemin grumbled softly as the pounding drum got louder in his ears. He had been hearing the noises for a little over a week now and though they would always start out quiet and barely there, the closer to dawn it got the louder they became until they were nothing more than a torrent of sound forcing the boy awake. Jinki and Kibum seemed unaffected by the noise as they grumbled and rolled around in Jinki’s bed. How long had it been since the two had decided to date anyway? Things seemed to have progressed rather quickly for them but when you already know everything about each other there is to know what else is left but to explore each other sensually?
The red headed boy sighed and moved off of his bed quietly, the loud noise in his ears bringing on a slight headache as he stumbled towards the bathroom. Jonghyun and Minho’s door was still closed but there was slight murmurs and the sounds of drawers being opened and closet doors being shut. Neither boy could wake up without causing the other one to stir anymore. Taemin half wondered if Jonghyun and Minho had fallen into some sort of weird relationship as well. No one really knew what went on behind those doors anyway. The occasional shouting was evidence enough that they had their differences but typically they were two quiet souls that coexisted together with each other.
Taemin grumbled and wondered if either of his hyungs would let him sleep in their room for a while. It felt very uncomfortable being in such close proximity to a sexually active couple and even if it was just them talking late into the night with each other, Taemin couldn’t stand it. The bathroom door opened and Jonghyun strode out, one towel wrapped around his hips and another toweling his hair dry. The pounding noise grew increasinly loud as the singer walked by and kicked at his bedroom door until Minho opened it and let him in, Taemin getting a brief sight of the shirtless rapper before the door was closed once more.
It felt like no one really noticed Taemin these days. The Japan debut was getting steadily closer and everyone was doing their own thing to prepare. Minho and Jonghyun had taken to going to the gym together again, and Jinki and Kibum had just taken to each other. The boy let out a quiet sigh and walked into the bathroom to do his business, pout evident on his face as showered and brushed his teeth. Kibum knocked at one point and told him breakfast was ready. Taemin called back and grabbed a fluffy towel to wrap around his body, heading into his room to chance quickly.
At least they always spent breakfast together but that was the most group time besides recording and other scheduled activities. Taemin watched Jinki and Kibum out of the corner of his eyes, ears almost deafened by the noise that forever plagued his thoughts. Minho was talking about some new gym or another he had found, Jonghyun mumbling out replies around large bites of food. Taemin tried to zero in on the source of the noise but Minho and Jonghyun were almost huddled over Minho’s phone as they watched a commercial for the new gym, trying to guage if they would go check it out or stick to their normal routine.
Jonghyun looked up and raised an eyebrow slightly at Jinki and Kibum, the two boys hardly centimeters apart. Taemin had begun fidgeting and stared at the wall, able to hear the couple’s whispering even over the rush of noise. Minho seemed to have caught on two and fixed their leader with an icy glare as Jonghyun stood up and slammed his plate down enough to catch their attention.
“We don’t mind that you two are dating but can you not show your affections in front of us.” He flared his nose slightly and stormed off to his room, Minho standing and patting Taemin’s shoulder comfortingly as he went to drop his plate and glass in the kitchen. Jinki’s face had turned a bright red from Jonghyun’s outburst, muttering out apologies as he stood and knocked his knee into the table. Kibum huffed and mumbled about jealousy issues as he helped the poor leader to sit down on the couch. Taemin stood slowly, going back to his room to grab his dance bag and dart out of the dorm. There were more shouts and commotion as he closed the door, not wanting to be around when his hyungs got into arguments.
If there was one place Taemin could calm down and be himself it was the practice room. He picked out one of his self made cds and popped it in, stretching and shaking out his limbs as he moved into the middle of the room. As soon as the heavy beat started Taemin was in movement. He practiced moves he’d perfected years ago and did some new ones he’d seen off of dance shows and from competitions he went to in disguise. He didn’t notice the way he stopped dancing to the music from the boombox and to the rhythm of the pounding noise that had grown increasingly louder over the last few hours.
Taemin felt his breath catch in his throat as a tendril of fear slipped in with the noise and felt his own heart sync up with the frantic pounding. He didn’t understand why he suddenly experience the wave of emotions that were not his own. Soon the door to the dance studio busted open and Taemin whirled around to see Jonghyun, clutching to the door frame as he panted, sweat sliding down his face to drip from his chin. The noise had grown too much for him as he sank down to the floor, unsure and afraid and Jonghyun closed the door and shook his head much like a puppy.
“We were worried about you…we didn’t know where you had gone but I knew where to find you.” The singer laughed softly as he walked over and sat down next to Taemin, resting back on his hands. Out of need, Taemin scooted closer and rested his head over Jonghyun’s heart and the noise suddenly cleared. Jonghyun grunted softly and wiggled a finger in his ear as if clearing something out. Taemin smiled and stayed where he was, enjoying the sound of the elder’s heart, unsure why it put him at ease. Jonghyun had a different heartbeat than the other members, it felt like every part of him created music that needed to be heard. Taemin felt like he had tapped into a private radio channel that played his favorite songs that were created just for him. Fingers traced down the back of his neck and he looked up to see Jonghyun smiling softly, eyes bright with tender affection.
“Don’t worry me like that again.” Jonghyun chided quietly, pressing a chaste kiss against the top of the Taemin’s head. The red head gave a soft giggle and nodded, wrapping his arms around Jonghyun’s sweaty body, uncaring if their smells mingled. Taemin had found his favorite spot and wouldn’t let go even if he had to. Time passed by slowly for them but soon their cell phones started ringing either from Jinki or from Kibum, both worried and finally feeling the first sensations of guilt over their actions the past few months. Taemin answered his phone and put it on speaker, resting it on Jonghyun’s knee as they listened to Kibum apologizing and begging Taemin to come home. Jinki’s voice kept cutting in in the background before Taemin finally sighed and spoke up.
“Jonghyunnie hyung found me Kibum. I’m fine.” He pressed the end call button and slipped the phone back into his pocket, glancing up at Jonghyun. The singer had been watching him quietly through the mirror, soft frown lines evident that he had been thinking more than he tended to. “Let’s go home.” Taemin pouted softly but nodded, standing up and retrieved his cd and dance bag. Jonghyun stretched and smoothed out his shirt, holding out a hand towards the dancer. Taemin accepted it gratefully, intertwining their fingers together as he followed the elder home. Jonghyun was silent the walk back but kept tugging Taemin closer and closer into his side until there was hardly any space between them. Jinki was the first to open the door and went to grab for Taemin but one look from Jonghyun stilled his hands. Kibum took one look at the duo and slitted his eyes, pointing a finger at Jonghyun.
“If you hurt my son…”
“Like you’ve been hurting him with negligence to his feelings?” Jonghyun cut in as he let go of Taemin, watching Kibum deflate visibly and shrink away to the kitchen. Minho was sitting in the living room, sitting in his own world as he gamed on, mumbling soft courses everytime he got shot. Jonghyun stormed off to the bathroom and Taemin followed close behind him like a shadow. It took a moment for the singer to even realize Taemin was in the bathroom with him. He didn’t say anything but simply pointed at the toilet for the boy to sit on and wait his turn for the shower. Taemin obliged willingly and smiled softly, watching Jonghyun strip the sweaty clothes away from his body. Jonghyun didn’t seem very bothered by being watched as he stepped into the shower and turned the water on, letting the hot spray of water beat down on his head. Taemin shifted some and finally felt like he wouldn’t be able to keep quiet for fear of exploding.
“Hyung did you hear the pounding too?”
Jonghyun grunted out an answer, wiping his face clean before glancing over at the boy. “You mean did I hear your heart? Yeah. I’ve always heard it.” Taemin frowned up and opened his mouth to ask a question but saw the elder had a finger up to keep his questions quiet. “I’ve heard you since I first saw you. I couldn’t tell you because you had to hear me on your own. That’s the only way it’d work.”
Taemin wiggled his nose up and tilted his head to the side slightly, confusion written plan on his features. “Only way what would work?”
Jonghyun smiled and flicked a little water at the boy, giving a soft wink. “The only way we would work.” A louder laugh came from the singer as Taemin’s mouth dropped open in surprise, soft sputtering coming out before he fell silent. Did Jonghyun like him or something? Was this one of those really weird fate will find a way things? Jonghyun eventually took pity on Taemin and told him what he had figured out over the years. It seemed pretty straightforward after all. Minho was, as far as Jonghyun had figured, asexual in every sense of the word. Jinki and Kibum had been fooling around for much longer than they let on and only recently became public to them about it. Jonghyun was not very picky when it came to relationships, he simply tried to find the person he had a connection with and that connection lay with Taemin.
Taemin blinked and grabbed a towel, holding it out as Jonghyun stepped out of the shower, watching him towel dry as he stood and moved to strip and take his place in the shower. Jonghyun gathered up their clothes and went to drop them in the laundry room, letting Taemin have his moments alone. The boy’s head was aching from the constant headache but he tried to think through this enough to figure out if he even believed all this nonsense. It did explain how Jonghyun was always able to find him no matter how much he didn’t want to be found. Taemin pulled on a pair of sweats and a large sweater, going into the living room to watch Minho and Jonghyun game together. Minho was still in the same spot on the floor, while Jonghyun had taken up as much of the couch as he could.
Taemin smiled softly and moved to wiggle his way between Jonghyun and the couch, resting his head over Jonghyun’s heart again. Jonghyun shifted enough to give the slender boy room, eyes never leaving the television screen but a small smile did form over his lips, even after he got shot by a camper. Taemin gave a quiet smile as well and leaned his head up to press a gentle kiss against the underside of Jonghyun’s chin. Every chance he could get, Taemin would attach himself to Jonghyun’s side and listen to his heart, finding the different ways it would beat relaxing and soothing to him. No one dared to try and separate them during these moment, more for fear of Jonghyun than Taemin. It wasn’t hard to see how protective the singer had become over Taemin and would only let him out of his sight if Minho was present in the room. Jonghyun trusted Kibum and Jinki but Jonghyun just trusted Minho more.
With something as precious as a heart, Jonghyun could only trust the best to look after it.
Pairing: Jongtae, Onkey, MinhoxGame
Rating: G
Summary: Taemin has been hearing pounding noises and can't find the source. Yay for crappy summary.
Taemin grumbled softly as the pounding drum got louder in his ears. He had been hearing the noises for a little over a week now and though they would always start out quiet and barely there, the closer to dawn it got the louder they became until they were nothing more than a torrent of sound forcing the boy awake. Jinki and Kibum seemed unaffected by the noise as they grumbled and rolled around in Jinki’s bed. How long had it been since the two had decided to date anyway? Things seemed to have progressed rather quickly for them but when you already know everything about each other there is to know what else is left but to explore each other sensually?
The red headed boy sighed and moved off of his bed quietly, the loud noise in his ears bringing on a slight headache as he stumbled towards the bathroom. Jonghyun and Minho’s door was still closed but there was slight murmurs and the sounds of drawers being opened and closet doors being shut. Neither boy could wake up without causing the other one to stir anymore. Taemin half wondered if Jonghyun and Minho had fallen into some sort of weird relationship as well. No one really knew what went on behind those doors anyway. The occasional shouting was evidence enough that they had their differences but typically they were two quiet souls that coexisted together with each other.
Taemin grumbled and wondered if either of his hyungs would let him sleep in their room for a while. It felt very uncomfortable being in such close proximity to a sexually active couple and even if it was just them talking late into the night with each other, Taemin couldn’t stand it. The bathroom door opened and Jonghyun strode out, one towel wrapped around his hips and another toweling his hair dry. The pounding noise grew increasinly loud as the singer walked by and kicked at his bedroom door until Minho opened it and let him in, Taemin getting a brief sight of the shirtless rapper before the door was closed once more.
It felt like no one really noticed Taemin these days. The Japan debut was getting steadily closer and everyone was doing their own thing to prepare. Minho and Jonghyun had taken to going to the gym together again, and Jinki and Kibum had just taken to each other. The boy let out a quiet sigh and walked into the bathroom to do his business, pout evident on his face as showered and brushed his teeth. Kibum knocked at one point and told him breakfast was ready. Taemin called back and grabbed a fluffy towel to wrap around his body, heading into his room to chance quickly.
At least they always spent breakfast together but that was the most group time besides recording and other scheduled activities. Taemin watched Jinki and Kibum out of the corner of his eyes, ears almost deafened by the noise that forever plagued his thoughts. Minho was talking about some new gym or another he had found, Jonghyun mumbling out replies around large bites of food. Taemin tried to zero in on the source of the noise but Minho and Jonghyun were almost huddled over Minho’s phone as they watched a commercial for the new gym, trying to guage if they would go check it out or stick to their normal routine.
Jonghyun looked up and raised an eyebrow slightly at Jinki and Kibum, the two boys hardly centimeters apart. Taemin had begun fidgeting and stared at the wall, able to hear the couple’s whispering even over the rush of noise. Minho seemed to have caught on two and fixed their leader with an icy glare as Jonghyun stood up and slammed his plate down enough to catch their attention.
“We don’t mind that you two are dating but can you not show your affections in front of us.” He flared his nose slightly and stormed off to his room, Minho standing and patting Taemin’s shoulder comfortingly as he went to drop his plate and glass in the kitchen. Jinki’s face had turned a bright red from Jonghyun’s outburst, muttering out apologies as he stood and knocked his knee into the table. Kibum huffed and mumbled about jealousy issues as he helped the poor leader to sit down on the couch. Taemin stood slowly, going back to his room to grab his dance bag and dart out of the dorm. There were more shouts and commotion as he closed the door, not wanting to be around when his hyungs got into arguments.
If there was one place Taemin could calm down and be himself it was the practice room. He picked out one of his self made cds and popped it in, stretching and shaking out his limbs as he moved into the middle of the room. As soon as the heavy beat started Taemin was in movement. He practiced moves he’d perfected years ago and did some new ones he’d seen off of dance shows and from competitions he went to in disguise. He didn’t notice the way he stopped dancing to the music from the boombox and to the rhythm of the pounding noise that had grown increasingly louder over the last few hours.
Taemin felt his breath catch in his throat as a tendril of fear slipped in with the noise and felt his own heart sync up with the frantic pounding. He didn’t understand why he suddenly experience the wave of emotions that were not his own. Soon the door to the dance studio busted open and Taemin whirled around to see Jonghyun, clutching to the door frame as he panted, sweat sliding down his face to drip from his chin. The noise had grown too much for him as he sank down to the floor, unsure and afraid and Jonghyun closed the door and shook his head much like a puppy.
“We were worried about you…we didn’t know where you had gone but I knew where to find you.” The singer laughed softly as he walked over and sat down next to Taemin, resting back on his hands. Out of need, Taemin scooted closer and rested his head over Jonghyun’s heart and the noise suddenly cleared. Jonghyun grunted softly and wiggled a finger in his ear as if clearing something out. Taemin smiled and stayed where he was, enjoying the sound of the elder’s heart, unsure why it put him at ease. Jonghyun had a different heartbeat than the other members, it felt like every part of him created music that needed to be heard. Taemin felt like he had tapped into a private radio channel that played his favorite songs that were created just for him. Fingers traced down the back of his neck and he looked up to see Jonghyun smiling softly, eyes bright with tender affection.
“Don’t worry me like that again.” Jonghyun chided quietly, pressing a chaste kiss against the top of the Taemin’s head. The red head gave a soft giggle and nodded, wrapping his arms around Jonghyun’s sweaty body, uncaring if their smells mingled. Taemin had found his favorite spot and wouldn’t let go even if he had to. Time passed by slowly for them but soon their cell phones started ringing either from Jinki or from Kibum, both worried and finally feeling the first sensations of guilt over their actions the past few months. Taemin answered his phone and put it on speaker, resting it on Jonghyun’s knee as they listened to Kibum apologizing and begging Taemin to come home. Jinki’s voice kept cutting in in the background before Taemin finally sighed and spoke up.
“Jonghyunnie hyung found me Kibum. I’m fine.” He pressed the end call button and slipped the phone back into his pocket, glancing up at Jonghyun. The singer had been watching him quietly through the mirror, soft frown lines evident that he had been thinking more than he tended to. “Let’s go home.” Taemin pouted softly but nodded, standing up and retrieved his cd and dance bag. Jonghyun stretched and smoothed out his shirt, holding out a hand towards the dancer. Taemin accepted it gratefully, intertwining their fingers together as he followed the elder home. Jonghyun was silent the walk back but kept tugging Taemin closer and closer into his side until there was hardly any space between them. Jinki was the first to open the door and went to grab for Taemin but one look from Jonghyun stilled his hands. Kibum took one look at the duo and slitted his eyes, pointing a finger at Jonghyun.
“If you hurt my son…”
“Like you’ve been hurting him with negligence to his feelings?” Jonghyun cut in as he let go of Taemin, watching Kibum deflate visibly and shrink away to the kitchen. Minho was sitting in the living room, sitting in his own world as he gamed on, mumbling soft courses everytime he got shot. Jonghyun stormed off to the bathroom and Taemin followed close behind him like a shadow. It took a moment for the singer to even realize Taemin was in the bathroom with him. He didn’t say anything but simply pointed at the toilet for the boy to sit on and wait his turn for the shower. Taemin obliged willingly and smiled softly, watching Jonghyun strip the sweaty clothes away from his body. Jonghyun didn’t seem very bothered by being watched as he stepped into the shower and turned the water on, letting the hot spray of water beat down on his head. Taemin shifted some and finally felt like he wouldn’t be able to keep quiet for fear of exploding.
“Hyung did you hear the pounding too?”
Jonghyun grunted out an answer, wiping his face clean before glancing over at the boy. “You mean did I hear your heart? Yeah. I’ve always heard it.” Taemin frowned up and opened his mouth to ask a question but saw the elder had a finger up to keep his questions quiet. “I’ve heard you since I first saw you. I couldn’t tell you because you had to hear me on your own. That’s the only way it’d work.”
Taemin wiggled his nose up and tilted his head to the side slightly, confusion written plan on his features. “Only way what would work?”
Jonghyun smiled and flicked a little water at the boy, giving a soft wink. “The only way we would work.” A louder laugh came from the singer as Taemin’s mouth dropped open in surprise, soft sputtering coming out before he fell silent. Did Jonghyun like him or something? Was this one of those really weird fate will find a way things? Jonghyun eventually took pity on Taemin and told him what he had figured out over the years. It seemed pretty straightforward after all. Minho was, as far as Jonghyun had figured, asexual in every sense of the word. Jinki and Kibum had been fooling around for much longer than they let on and only recently became public to them about it. Jonghyun was not very picky when it came to relationships, he simply tried to find the person he had a connection with and that connection lay with Taemin.
Taemin blinked and grabbed a towel, holding it out as Jonghyun stepped out of the shower, watching him towel dry as he stood and moved to strip and take his place in the shower. Jonghyun gathered up their clothes and went to drop them in the laundry room, letting Taemin have his moments alone. The boy’s head was aching from the constant headache but he tried to think through this enough to figure out if he even believed all this nonsense. It did explain how Jonghyun was always able to find him no matter how much he didn’t want to be found. Taemin pulled on a pair of sweats and a large sweater, going into the living room to watch Minho and Jonghyun game together. Minho was still in the same spot on the floor, while Jonghyun had taken up as much of the couch as he could.
Taemin smiled softly and moved to wiggle his way between Jonghyun and the couch, resting his head over Jonghyun’s heart again. Jonghyun shifted enough to give the slender boy room, eyes never leaving the television screen but a small smile did form over his lips, even after he got shot by a camper. Taemin gave a quiet smile as well and leaned his head up to press a gentle kiss against the underside of Jonghyun’s chin. Every chance he could get, Taemin would attach himself to Jonghyun’s side and listen to his heart, finding the different ways it would beat relaxing and soothing to him. No one dared to try and separate them during these moment, more for fear of Jonghyun than Taemin. It wasn’t hard to see how protective the singer had become over Taemin and would only let him out of his sight if Minho was present in the room. Jonghyun trusted Kibum and Jinki but Jonghyun just trusted Minho more.
With something as precious as a heart, Jonghyun could only trust the best to look after it.