Doppelganger 3/?
Title: Doppelganger
Author: a_life_defiant
Genre: AU, romance
Pairing: OnTae, JongKey, friend!TaeKey
Rating: PG - 13 (a few curses but nothing else, but that will change in future chaps)
Summary: Taemin loves his life. Resembling a well-off dead guy will get you quite a few places, and quite a few things. But eventually you start to question things. How can you be sure if the people in your life want you for you, or if they want you for who you look like?
CH1 CH2
A/N: because I have had this craving for something I can't quite put my finger on...I'll never be able to explain it outright, so I figured I'd try to write it out ^^
***
"Um...it's not really for sale." The boy blushed. "I don't even know how it got out on the shop floor..."
A full pout bloomed on Taemin's face. He really wanted the painting.
"Surely we can come to an agreement. How much do you want for it?" Taemin pushed. He was trying to channel Key; remembering what he'd done in similar situations.
The other boy bit at his lower lip for a moment. His shy eyes flicked back and forth between Taemin and the painting.
"You really like it, don't you?" Jinki asked quietly.
Taemin let out a small chuckle. "I think we've established that Jinki-sshi. So...name your price."
Jinki stood up straight and looked at Taemin with determination.
"Coffee."
Taemin cocked his head to the side, much in the way that a confused dog does; not quite sure if he caught the meaning.
"Excuse me?"
"The painting, you can have it....if you'll have coffee with me."
Taemin noticed the slight blush creeping up on Jinki's face. He thought it adorable. He thanked his lucky streak a 1000 tomes over that very second. The painting he wanted was going to cost him a coffee date with a cute boy. Taemin really loved his life.
"Are you sure the artist won't mind not getting compensated?" Taemin hedged, wanting to make sure the boy knew what he was offering.
"Trust me, he won't mind." Jinki grinned slyly.
"Then you have yourself a deal." Taemin beamed, white teeth shining brightly in the dim shop.
Jinki pushed a sheet of paper at the smaller boy; a small crinkling sound filling the air as it slid over the counter.
"Just fill out this form with your delivery information. Make sure to mark down which days and times you will be home to receive your purchase."
Their fingertips lingered on each other as Jinki handed Taemin the pen. Eyes locked; flirty. Taemin smirked as Jinki averted his gaze. He wrote his address, phone number, and delivery times quickly before nudging the paper back over the counter.
"I look forward to hearing from you soon, Jinki-sshi." The smaller boy said with a pointed stare.
He stepped happily out of the shop with a little extra sway to his walk; another thing he picked up from Key. He honestly didn't think today could get any better.
***
Key had just finished pureeing the plums for his sauce. The dumplings were steaming and everything would be ready within minutes. All that he needed was his potential roommate, Kim Jonghyun.
A few quick raps at the door sent Key skittering across the kitchen floor to the front of the apartment. He began rapidly smoothing down the invisible creases in his shirt and jeans before answering the door. He unlatched the chain and opened the door; his eyes widening briefly at the sight. Before him stood a ridiculously attractive man. Sharp jaw, defined shoulders, lips that begged to be devoured....Key was suddenly aware that he was staring and not speaking.
"Hi. You must be Jonghyun. I'm Kibum, but you can call me Key Come in, dinner's almost done."
Jonghyun smiled and Key felt like his boxer-briefs just melted.
"Thank you." Jonghyun bowed and then toed off his shoes.
"I hope you like dumplings. Oh and plums. My friend brought me these plums over this afternoon and they are divine..."Key rambled nervously as he led the shorter boy into the kitchen.
"I love dumplings. It smells wonderful. You cook often?" Jonghyun queried as he surveyed the kitchen.
"When I can. I like to experiment a lot. Would you like something to drink? I've got tea, juice, soda, bottled water...and some banana milk." Key laughed lightly. "Aish my old roommate loved banana milk, I guess I'm still in the habit of buying when I go to the store."
Jonghyun gave a polite smile. "Water would be great. You were close with your last roommate?"
Key swiveled around gracefully and ducked into the fridge, pulling out two bottles of water. He gestured for Jonghyun to sit down at the table and sat across from him; sliding a water over casually.
"Yes. Very. He's like my son."
Jonghyun noted the loving smile on Key's face and the sparkle in his eyes.
"I can see that. So why did he move out?" He took a long gulp of water as he kept inquisitive eyes on Key.
"He got an offer that was too good to pass up. You know how kids are these days. They want to be on their own. And you have to let them. Spread their wings and soar or whatever." Key explained wistfully.
Jonghyun chuckled loudly. "You're cute. You know, I think we're going to get along great- if you decided you want me as your roomie that is."
Key blushed gently and flashed a smile. "You know, I think you're right."
Just then the kitchen timer dinged. Key made his way to the steamer and began to remove the dumplings.
Perfect timing. One more second staring at him with his stupid sex god face and body made for sin....I probably would've tossed myself on the table and said 'eat me instead'. God Key! Could you be anymore of a slut?? Keep it together!
He ladled some of the plum sauce into the small ramekins and set them on the edge of each plate. He presented his creation to a still-smiling Jonghyun and then sat back down.
The next two hours would be spent stuffing themselves, chatting away about everything, and Key trying desperately to not fall in 'like' with his new roommate.
***
Somewhere on the other side of town a tall boy was on his second bottle of soju; sketching furiously in an artist’s pad.
Tbc....
A/N2: so.....what are we thinking so far? good, bad, laughable? XD idk I'm just going with it.
this seemed rather short and sucktastic....T_T
Author: a_life_defiant
Genre: AU, romance
Pairing: OnTae, JongKey, friend!TaeKey
Rating: PG - 13 (a few curses but nothing else, but that will change in future chaps)
Summary: Taemin loves his life. Resembling a well-off dead guy will get you quite a few places, and quite a few things. But eventually you start to question things. How can you be sure if the people in your life want you for you, or if they want you for who you look like?
CH1 CH2
A/N: because I have had this craving for something I can't quite put my finger on...I'll never be able to explain it outright, so I figured I'd try to write it out ^^
***
"Um...it's not really for sale." The boy blushed. "I don't even know how it got out on the shop floor..."
A full pout bloomed on Taemin's face. He really wanted the painting.
"Surely we can come to an agreement. How much do you want for it?" Taemin pushed. He was trying to channel Key; remembering what he'd done in similar situations.
The other boy bit at his lower lip for a moment. His shy eyes flicked back and forth between Taemin and the painting.
"You really like it, don't you?" Jinki asked quietly.
Taemin let out a small chuckle. "I think we've established that Jinki-sshi. So...name your price."
Jinki stood up straight and looked at Taemin with determination.
"Coffee."
Taemin cocked his head to the side, much in the way that a confused dog does; not quite sure if he caught the meaning.
"Excuse me?"
"The painting, you can have it....if you'll have coffee with me."
Taemin noticed the slight blush creeping up on Jinki's face. He thought it adorable. He thanked his lucky streak a 1000 tomes over that very second. The painting he wanted was going to cost him a coffee date with a cute boy. Taemin really loved his life.
"Are you sure the artist won't mind not getting compensated?" Taemin hedged, wanting to make sure the boy knew what he was offering.
"Trust me, he won't mind." Jinki grinned slyly.
"Then you have yourself a deal." Taemin beamed, white teeth shining brightly in the dim shop.
Jinki pushed a sheet of paper at the smaller boy; a small crinkling sound filling the air as it slid over the counter.
"Just fill out this form with your delivery information. Make sure to mark down which days and times you will be home to receive your purchase."
Their fingertips lingered on each other as Jinki handed Taemin the pen. Eyes locked; flirty. Taemin smirked as Jinki averted his gaze. He wrote his address, phone number, and delivery times quickly before nudging the paper back over the counter.
"I look forward to hearing from you soon, Jinki-sshi." The smaller boy said with a pointed stare.
He stepped happily out of the shop with a little extra sway to his walk; another thing he picked up from Key. He honestly didn't think today could get any better.
***
Key had just finished pureeing the plums for his sauce. The dumplings were steaming and everything would be ready within minutes. All that he needed was his potential roommate, Kim Jonghyun.
A few quick raps at the door sent Key skittering across the kitchen floor to the front of the apartment. He began rapidly smoothing down the invisible creases in his shirt and jeans before answering the door. He unlatched the chain and opened the door; his eyes widening briefly at the sight. Before him stood a ridiculously attractive man. Sharp jaw, defined shoulders, lips that begged to be devoured....Key was suddenly aware that he was staring and not speaking.
"Hi. You must be Jonghyun. I'm Kibum, but you can call me Key Come in, dinner's almost done."
Jonghyun smiled and Key felt like his boxer-briefs just melted.
"Thank you." Jonghyun bowed and then toed off his shoes.
"I hope you like dumplings. Oh and plums. My friend brought me these plums over this afternoon and they are divine..."Key rambled nervously as he led the shorter boy into the kitchen.
"I love dumplings. It smells wonderful. You cook often?" Jonghyun queried as he surveyed the kitchen.
"When I can. I like to experiment a lot. Would you like something to drink? I've got tea, juice, soda, bottled water...and some banana milk." Key laughed lightly. "Aish my old roommate loved banana milk, I guess I'm still in the habit of buying when I go to the store."
Jonghyun gave a polite smile. "Water would be great. You were close with your last roommate?"
Key swiveled around gracefully and ducked into the fridge, pulling out two bottles of water. He gestured for Jonghyun to sit down at the table and sat across from him; sliding a water over casually.
"Yes. Very. He's like my son."
Jonghyun noted the loving smile on Key's face and the sparkle in his eyes.
"I can see that. So why did he move out?" He took a long gulp of water as he kept inquisitive eyes on Key.
"He got an offer that was too good to pass up. You know how kids are these days. They want to be on their own. And you have to let them. Spread their wings and soar or whatever." Key explained wistfully.
Jonghyun chuckled loudly. "You're cute. You know, I think we're going to get along great- if you decided you want me as your roomie that is."
Key blushed gently and flashed a smile. "You know, I think you're right."
Just then the kitchen timer dinged. Key made his way to the steamer and began to remove the dumplings.
Perfect timing. One more second staring at him with his stupid sex god face and body made for sin....I probably would've tossed myself on the table and said 'eat me instead'. God Key! Could you be anymore of a slut?? Keep it together!
He ladled some of the plum sauce into the small ramekins and set them on the edge of each plate. He presented his creation to a still-smiling Jonghyun and then sat back down.
The next two hours would be spent stuffing themselves, chatting away about everything, and Key trying desperately to not fall in 'like' with his new roommate.
***
Somewhere on the other side of town a tall boy was on his second bottle of soju; sketching furiously in an artist’s pad.
Tbc....
A/N2: so.....what are we thinking so far? good, bad, laughable? XD idk I'm just going with it.
this seemed rather short and sucktastic....T_T