Sorry
title: sorry
pairing: broken!2min, broken!jongkey, ontae, minkey, jongkyung
rating: pg-13 (for cussing hurrdurr)
prompt: from taemnee ^^ i don't usually do broken pairings because i feel like i'm not too good at it but i'll do anything for nat ;_; n e thing ahah /delusional misplaced love
a bit of a long drabble today ^^;
he should have seen it coming. it had been so long since taemin held his hand, gave him a real hug, smiled hugely at him. lately it was minho initiating all of the contact, it was minho approaching taemin and quite frankly, minho rarely initiated anything at all. but taemin was drifting away, taemin was finding solace in someone else - his smiles, his laughs, his touches, all of them were going to someone that wasn't minho. and it was so hard, it made his heart clench and his gut turn whenever he saw taemin run over to onew, whenever he saw them sharing jokes and laughing. and throughout all of the trying, after every time he attempted and failed to get the maknae’s attention…
minho finally admitted defeat.
he couldn't hold a grudge against onew, that would be unfair. onew took such good care of taemin, and they had grown so close lately; they shared the same bedroom, that was the biggest factor. they saw each other first in the morning and last before bed and minho remembered the nights when taemin would roll into his bunk and cuddle up to him, when taemin chose minho to go to whenever his nightmares got to be too much. he remembered those slender arms wrapping around his neck, he remembered their feet brushing over each other and he remembered how taemin seemed to always end up with all of the blanket or just throw them off completely... those were minho's secrets, and now they were onew's to share with the world.
he sat with taemin on the couch as 'happy together' played on the television, while onew spilled secrets about all of the members (as much as he was allowed, that is). key rolled his eyes from his spot on the other side of minho, mumbling about how he didn't grind his teeth in his sleep as he shifted and pressed into minho's side. minho's arm was automatically around taemin's shoulders, a habit that he still couldn't break; onew entered the room and smiled, looking slightly abashed that they were watching the show.
"hyuuuung!" taemin whined instantly, making grabby hands. "why are you telling people my sleeping habits?~"
"because they're cute," onew said, laughing as he sat down in the recliner and grabbed a blanket, unsuccessfully spreading it over his lap (it more or less just clumped over his thighs, refusing to unfold).
taemin whined and onew cooed, opening his arms. the maknae moved over to the recliner and sat on the arm, reaching down to situate the blanket properly, before leaning in towards onew's ear and -
minho could set the television on fire with how intensely he was glaring at it as he ripped his eyes away from the leader and maknae, the sight making him feel sick to his stomach. he heard taemin giggle and the rapper ground his molars together, making key glance to him.
"mino..." the smaller rapper said softly, his hand resting on minho's thigh in an act of comfort.
minho shook his head and stood up, feigning a stretch as he reached for his dormant sweatshirt that lay on the back of the couch. "i'm going for a jog."
it was ten o’clock in the evening.
key frowned and the pair on the recliner paid no mind, too wrapped up in whispering softly to each other to even notice the rapper's big, angry presence that was hanging over the living room like a dark cloud. minho pulled on his sweatshirt and tugged it down past his waist, moving to the door and stuffing his feet into a pair of sneakers, opening the door and reaching for his keys simultaneously.
"hyung," he heard taemin giggle excitedly, the same type of giggle that minho used to get as a reaction to a particularly brave brush of fingers against the maknae's stomach.
minho ignored key's call and slammed the door behind him, jogging down the steps and into the cloudy night, the rain cold on his face but refreshing to his mind and lungs.
he only got to the park down the block when he heard someone yelling over the rain, over the pitter patter of his own feet hitting the sidewalk. he slowed his gait and turned around, surprised to see key jogging towards him, looking a bit out of breath and definitely distressed about how wet he was getting.
"can't you just fucking listen for once?" key asked, stopping once he'd reached minho, bending over and putting his hands on his knees.
minho stayed quiet. key stood up and flicked his wet hair out of his face, looking livid, his eyes flashing as he prodded his forefinger into minho's chest.
"if you're going to be such a fucking dick about all of this, then - then - i don't know what to tell you!" minho just listened to key, watching how his lips twitched a bit whenever he spoke, anger coursing through his veins. "i know you love taemin, i know it but minho, you can't just..." key shook his head, searching for the words. "you can't just sit and mourn over a loss that wasn't yours to control in the first place." the fight was slowly leaving key's voice and the shorter boy hung his head a bit. "i'm sorry, i wish taemin could see what he was doing to you - i wish onew could. but-"
"but onew's just doing his job, right? doing what he thinks is best?" minho cut into key's sentence, anger bubbling up in his veins. key stopped talking, the rain between them blurring both of their faces in each other's vision. "that's bullshit, key, and you know it. stop trying to defend jinki hyung because you're lying to yourself, too, just like how you lied to yourself about jonghyun."
the hurt that flashed in key's eyes finally mirrored minho’s, and he knew he'd crossed a line. minho swallowed, feeling water trickle down his neck to his collar, soaking through his sweatshirt. key's eyes lowered to the ground and minho sighed, reaching out to wrap key in a hug. he was expecting to be pushed away, to be hit, to be screamed at, but key sagged against minho and clutched onto the back of his sweatshirt, the warmth from his hands permeating the damp fabric.
"i'm so sorry, minho..." key whispered against the taller boy's chest.
he thought about taemin; he thought about how taemin's smile was brighter towards onew, how his touches lingered longer, how easily he ran to the leader. he thought about the attention key had given jonghyun, he thought about the smiles that had been reserved for the vocalist that slowly diminished with time and the blossoming of the man and sekyung’s relationship… and as he held key in his arms, minho sighed, resting his cheek atop key's head.
"i'm sorry, too." he said.
he couldn't be more sorry.
[ winning]
pairing: broken!2min, broken!jongkey, ontae, minkey, jongkyung
rating: pg-13 (for cussing hurrdurr)
prompt: from taemnee ^^ i don't usually do broken pairings because i feel like i'm not too good at it but i'll do anything for nat ;_; n e thing ahah /delusional misplaced love
a bit of a long drabble today ^^;
he should have seen it coming. it had been so long since taemin held his hand, gave him a real hug, smiled hugely at him. lately it was minho initiating all of the contact, it was minho approaching taemin and quite frankly, minho rarely initiated anything at all. but taemin was drifting away, taemin was finding solace in someone else - his smiles, his laughs, his touches, all of them were going to someone that wasn't minho. and it was so hard, it made his heart clench and his gut turn whenever he saw taemin run over to onew, whenever he saw them sharing jokes and laughing. and throughout all of the trying, after every time he attempted and failed to get the maknae’s attention…
minho finally admitted defeat.
he couldn't hold a grudge against onew, that would be unfair. onew took such good care of taemin, and they had grown so close lately; they shared the same bedroom, that was the biggest factor. they saw each other first in the morning and last before bed and minho remembered the nights when taemin would roll into his bunk and cuddle up to him, when taemin chose minho to go to whenever his nightmares got to be too much. he remembered those slender arms wrapping around his neck, he remembered their feet brushing over each other and he remembered how taemin seemed to always end up with all of the blanket or just throw them off completely... those were minho's secrets, and now they were onew's to share with the world.
he sat with taemin on the couch as 'happy together' played on the television, while onew spilled secrets about all of the members (as much as he was allowed, that is). key rolled his eyes from his spot on the other side of minho, mumbling about how he didn't grind his teeth in his sleep as he shifted and pressed into minho's side. minho's arm was automatically around taemin's shoulders, a habit that he still couldn't break; onew entered the room and smiled, looking slightly abashed that they were watching the show.
"hyuuuung!" taemin whined instantly, making grabby hands. "why are you telling people my sleeping habits?~"
"because they're cute," onew said, laughing as he sat down in the recliner and grabbed a blanket, unsuccessfully spreading it over his lap (it more or less just clumped over his thighs, refusing to unfold).
taemin whined and onew cooed, opening his arms. the maknae moved over to the recliner and sat on the arm, reaching down to situate the blanket properly, before leaning in towards onew's ear and -
minho could set the television on fire with how intensely he was glaring at it as he ripped his eyes away from the leader and maknae, the sight making him feel sick to his stomach. he heard taemin giggle and the rapper ground his molars together, making key glance to him.
"mino..." the smaller rapper said softly, his hand resting on minho's thigh in an act of comfort.
minho shook his head and stood up, feigning a stretch as he reached for his dormant sweatshirt that lay on the back of the couch. "i'm going for a jog."
it was ten o’clock in the evening.
key frowned and the pair on the recliner paid no mind, too wrapped up in whispering softly to each other to even notice the rapper's big, angry presence that was hanging over the living room like a dark cloud. minho pulled on his sweatshirt and tugged it down past his waist, moving to the door and stuffing his feet into a pair of sneakers, opening the door and reaching for his keys simultaneously.
"hyung," he heard taemin giggle excitedly, the same type of giggle that minho used to get as a reaction to a particularly brave brush of fingers against the maknae's stomach.
minho ignored key's call and slammed the door behind him, jogging down the steps and into the cloudy night, the rain cold on his face but refreshing to his mind and lungs.
he only got to the park down the block when he heard someone yelling over the rain, over the pitter patter of his own feet hitting the sidewalk. he slowed his gait and turned around, surprised to see key jogging towards him, looking a bit out of breath and definitely distressed about how wet he was getting.
"can't you just fucking listen for once?" key asked, stopping once he'd reached minho, bending over and putting his hands on his knees.
minho stayed quiet. key stood up and flicked his wet hair out of his face, looking livid, his eyes flashing as he prodded his forefinger into minho's chest.
"if you're going to be such a fucking dick about all of this, then - then - i don't know what to tell you!" minho just listened to key, watching how his lips twitched a bit whenever he spoke, anger coursing through his veins. "i know you love taemin, i know it but minho, you can't just..." key shook his head, searching for the words. "you can't just sit and mourn over a loss that wasn't yours to control in the first place." the fight was slowly leaving key's voice and the shorter boy hung his head a bit. "i'm sorry, i wish taemin could see what he was doing to you - i wish onew could. but-"
"but onew's just doing his job, right? doing what he thinks is best?" minho cut into key's sentence, anger bubbling up in his veins. key stopped talking, the rain between them blurring both of their faces in each other's vision. "that's bullshit, key, and you know it. stop trying to defend jinki hyung because you're lying to yourself, too, just like how you lied to yourself about jonghyun."
the hurt that flashed in key's eyes finally mirrored minho’s, and he knew he'd crossed a line. minho swallowed, feeling water trickle down his neck to his collar, soaking through his sweatshirt. key's eyes lowered to the ground and minho sighed, reaching out to wrap key in a hug. he was expecting to be pushed away, to be hit, to be screamed at, but key sagged against minho and clutched onto the back of his sweatshirt, the warmth from his hands permeating the damp fabric.
"i'm so sorry, minho..." key whispered against the taller boy's chest.
he thought about taemin; he thought about how taemin's smile was brighter towards onew, how his touches lingered longer, how easily he ran to the leader. he thought about the attention key had given jonghyun, he thought about the smiles that had been reserved for the vocalist that slowly diminished with time and the blossoming of the man and sekyung’s relationship… and as he held key in his arms, minho sighed, resting his cheek atop key's head.
"i'm sorry, too." he said.
he couldn't be more sorry.
[ winning]