SHINee Drabbles
Title: oo9
Pairing/Fandom: SHINee, 2min
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I make no claim to own any of the people in this story. Any similarities between this and any other story is purely coincidental.
Author's Note: Fic Dump :)
Minho watched from the window as the snow fell, each snowflake effortlessly twisting and turning in a unique dance before hitting the floor, joining their fallen comrades. Minho couldn't help but liken them to a certain blonde dancer, the way his lithe body moved like no other, the grace he held as he danced, making each move look effortlessly, like breathing.
His eyes trailed from the window to Taemin, who was engrossed in watching Harry Potter (Minho didn't know or care which one it was). Every so often, Taemin's mouth would move, speaking perfectly in sync with the film, reciting lines, and Minho was sure that the younger member could recite the film word for word. Minho watched as the maknae's face lit up, a pang in his heart as he realised the Taemin's perfect girl, Emma Watson, must be on the screen.
"Taemin-ah." Minho softly called, stepping from the window to the settee, placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's getting late, and we have a schedule tomorrow morning."
Taemin nodded before shutting off the DVD and going to his bedroom, Minho missing the look of complete joy and love that flashed across the younger's face as Minho spoke his name.
Pairing/Fandom: SHINee, 2min
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I make no claim to own any of the people in this story. Any similarities between this and any other story is purely coincidental.
Author's Note: Fic Dump :)
Minho watched from the window as the snow fell, each snowflake effortlessly twisting and turning in a unique dance before hitting the floor, joining their fallen comrades. Minho couldn't help but liken them to a certain blonde dancer, the way his lithe body moved like no other, the grace he held as he danced, making each move look effortlessly, like breathing.
His eyes trailed from the window to Taemin, who was engrossed in watching Harry Potter (Minho didn't know or care which one it was). Every so often, Taemin's mouth would move, speaking perfectly in sync with the film, reciting lines, and Minho was sure that the younger member could recite the film word for word. Minho watched as the maknae's face lit up, a pang in his heart as he realised the Taemin's perfect girl, Emma Watson, must be on the screen.
"Taemin-ah." Minho softly called, stepping from the window to the settee, placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's getting late, and we have a schedule tomorrow morning."
Taemin nodded before shutting off the DVD and going to his bedroom, Minho missing the look of complete joy and love that flashed across the younger's face as Minho spoke his name.