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Still looking at you... 1 of 2 [Mar. 11th, 2010|05:41 pm]
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Title: Still looking at you... (1/2)
Author: argh/hentai_m
Rating: R?
Length: long (9,269 e_e;)
Pairing: Onew/Minho (TofuHo♥)
Summary: Onew & Minho have just gotten together but now Onew is driving Minho insane? 8D Sequel to My Heart!
Warnings: it's long? D:
Dedicated to: eijifujiryoma ♥♥♥! & thanks to pixziestikxz for beta-ing this for me! ♥♥♥



Still looking at you…
Part one

Minho/Onew

For eijifujiryoma ^^; & thanks to pixziestikxz for the beta! ♥

***

Jinki stretched, frowning as he felt something soft flutter against his face. He groaned, rolling onto his side, as he snuggled into his pillow. He sighed happily; he didn’t remember his pillow being this warm and comfy before. He sighed happily again and buried his face into it, trying to go back to sleep. But he felt something flitter across his face, and something that tickled his side. He found himself going curious, and with a sigh, he opened his eyes.

Jinki squinted in the bright room. It took a few minutes for him to wake up and realise what was in front of him. He blinked then frowned, and rubbed his eyes again. He felt confused, and couldn’t understand why
Minho was sitting there, smiling at him, or why the younger boy had his arms wrapped around him. He looked like an angel, smiling so sweetly at him. For a moment, Jinki decided he must be dreaming. But somehow it seemed very realistic. And Jinki felt like he wasn’t sleeping anymore.

Jinki frowned and pursed his lips together. His sleepy brain could not make sense of the situation at all. Feeling confused he scratched his head, his heart pounding, is this a dream? Surely it’s a dream, I’m not really awake. This is just a very realistic dream! Jinki wondered for a moment, and then it hit him. His eyes widened as he smiled shyly and mumbled, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Oh my god, how… could I forget that? Fddfdsjklf I’m the biggest idiot ever! He blushed and looked away, feeling embarrassed that in his sleepy state, he had forgotten what had happened the day before.

Minho raised an eyebrow and pouted, “Hyung; is this how you greet me, in the morning?” He sighed and pressed his index finger firmly to Jinki’s chest, before he slid it down his front. “Hyung, do you want me to tell you about my dream?” Minho grinned, wriggling his legs so that they brushed against Jinki’s and he was amused when he saw his hyung’s cheeks redden.

“Sorry Minho,” Jinki looked embarrassed, “you know I’m not a morning person…” he coughed faintly, and tried to move back slightly from Minho. He felt awkward to be in such a compromising position with Minho, when all of their band mates were sleeping in the same room.

“Good uh… morning Minho!” He smiled brightly, “I didn’t… dream last night… or yesterday… did I?” He asked, and Minho laughed softly, seeing how serious and unsure Jinki looked. “It… was real wasn’t it?” Jinki chewed on his lip, staring seriously at Minho and waiting patiently for an answer, “Minho?” He frowned, and pursed his lips together.

“Hyung.” Minho grinned, “Jinki-hyung.” Minho repeated softer, slowly moving his body closer to Jinki’s, and in one motion he had his arms firmly wrapped around Jinki’s waist, their chests pressed together. Minho smiled as he felt Jinki suck in a deep breath, and Minho could tell from the way he opened his mouth that he was about to protest. But before he could get a word out, Minho crushed his lips against Jinki’s.

His eyes slid shut as he pressed their lips together, melting at the way Jinki’s lips moved against his own. He held Jinki firmly, slowly swirling his tongue along the edge of Jinki’s lips, until Jinki opened his mouth, letting Minho deepen the kiss. Minho moaned into it, it felt like heaven kissing Jinki. He clung onto Jinki’s waist for dear life, slowly rocking his lips against Jinki’s and kissing him so desperately and passionately.

Jinki was gasping when Minho finally pulled away, and they both lay there clutching at each other for a few moments catching their breaths. Jinki’s heart was pounding so fast in his chest and he smiled shyly, as he opened his eyes and caught Minho smiling at him, his hand stroking Jinki’s back lightly. Thank god, it wasn’t a dream! Jinki sighed happily and buried his face in Minho’s chest, somehow feeling embarrassed but insanely happy at the same time.

“Did that answer your question if yesterday was real?” Minho whispered into Jinki’s ear, “Did it, Hyung?” He licked his lips and smiled. He wished they could stay like that forever. He wished that they were alone in the room with no one else there. Minho felt Jinki nod against his chest, and he hugged him tighter knowing that soon they had to separate before anyone caught them together like this.

*

Minho grinned widely down at his rice, trying not to let the others pick up at that something was going on. Likewise, Jinki was trying not to smile or gasp, as he felt Minho’s foot rub against his leg, his toes slowly sliding up his calf. Jinki sat stiffer and stiffer in his seat, and he shivered slightly as he felt Minho’s toes press in against his inner thigh. Minho’s toes slid along his inner thigh, barely grazing the skin but Jinki could feel the slightest feather light touch, and his eyes widened as he tried to control his breathing and not gasp out loud.

“Jinki-hyung? Are you okay?” Kibum’s eyes widened, “You’re shivering?” He leaned across and pressed his fingers to his forehead, “You don’t have a temperature? Are you feeling sick?” He asked, looking worried, noticing how flushed Jinki’s cheeks were, and how stiffly he was sitting. Minho’s toes delicately stroked Jinki’s thigh and it took all his effort not to moan aloud. He could feel pleasure slowly building in a line headed straight for his groin.

“Uhm….” Jinki shifted nervously, “No… no… I’m fine…” he mumbled as he felt Minho’s toes press in further, and then he slid his toes back again, hooking them behind Jinki’s knee, and in one move he tugged Jinki’s leg out, so that his legs were spread, and then Minho rubbed his toes in again. Jinki bit down hard into his lip, tilting his head back as he felt the pleasure growing firmly inside him, it took all his efforts not to moan, and he clenched at the table cloth with his fists before mumbling out, “Really… I’m fine! I just felt a draft, that’s why I shivered.” His voice came out all breathless and strange but no one noticed except Minho and Jinki managed a smile, and then he frowned across the table at Minho.

Minho! Don’t… torture me at breakfast like this!

Minho sighed and dropped his foot, but he spent the rest of the meal pouting across at Jinki, it really was too much fun winding up Jinki, and touching him like that in front of the others. It felt so good to have this secret from the others, and he felt so happy when he looked across at Jinki and knew that he was his, and no one else’s. Only Minho’s.

He smiled at Jinki and was relieved when he smiled back brightly at him. All Minho could think about was how his lips felt against his own. He swallowed, and stared, wondering when he could steal a kiss from Jinki, and how they could do that with out the others noticing a thing. Minho frowned, thinking about it. He was going to have to come with a plan or something so that they could spend more time together.

*

Jinki groaned as he collapsed on the couch, relieved to finally be home. They had had such a busy day and now all Jinki wanted to do was sleep and never wake up. He groaned again, shifting into a more comfortable position on the couch. It was very quiet and Jinki was glad about that, although he did wonder where everyone else was. Jinki was about to open his eyes and look around to see if anyone else was in the room, when he felt the couch shift as someone sat next to him.

“Hyung.”

Jinki smiled and opened his eyes immediately. He smiled shyly across at Minho; they’d been together for a week exactly, and sometimes Jinki was still shocked, surprised and happy that Minho was still with him. It seemed too good to be true. Jinki didn’t speak, but he smiled brighter as Minho grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly, “Happy… one week anniversary?” He said with a grin, and it was lame and silly but really sweet at the same time.

“One… week?” Jinki cocked his head to one side and grinned, “Has it… been that long?” He looked surprised and thoughtful, “happy one week… anniversary, Minho!” He smiled, and Minho just laughed before he leaned in and kissed Jinki gently. One week had passed so fast but at the same time it seemed slow too, it felt like they had been together for longer.

“Hmmm… do you think we should do something… to celebrate?” Minho asked, leaning in close to Jinki, making him shiver slightly as Minho’s breath ghosted down his neck. Jinki saw a strange glint in Minho’s eyes. “Tonight I mean… when everyone else is sleeping?” He squeezed Jinki’s hand tightly, hoping he would agree to it, because Minho was dying to spend some time alone with Jinki. It wasn’t like they had a lot of time to themselves when they shared a dorm and both had busy schedules.

“Umm…” Jinki could see that Minho really wanted him to say yes, and he was utterly exhausted but seeing the enthusiasm in Minho’s eyes and the way he looked so happy, Jinki just couldn’t say no to him. “Yes, yes we should!” Jinki stifled a yawn as he spoke and wondered what exactly Minho meant when he said they should “celebrate”.

Jinki had been thinking a drink of something special, or rather a drink of something that was normally banned, and maybe snuggling on the couch. Jinki was just happy spending time with Minho, he didn’t mind if they were just watching television, or just lying side by side. Jinki sighed happily as he leaned back into the couch, feeling Minho’s arm slipping between his back and the couch, and with his arm around Jinki’s waist he pulled him in close, and Jinki rested his head on Minho’s shoulder.

“Hmmm… this is so nice.” Jinki mumbled sleepily, his eyes shutting as he leaned into Minho, and he smiled, feeling Minho brush his other hand through his hair. “Is everyone…” Jinki yawned, “else asleep yet?” He mumbled, as Minho stroked his hand down Jinki’s face, his other hand resting lightly on his hip.

“Maybe?” Minho looked around and grinned when he saw that the lights were all off except in the lounge. “I think so.” Minho sighed in relief. He was exhausted too, but night time was his precious Jinki time. He turned his head to the side, and pressed his lips to the top of Jinki’s head kissing the top of his head, before he moved Jinki and repositioned himself, so that they were facing each other.

Minho cupped Jinki’s face with his hands, his eyes bright and filled with happiness as he stared at Jinki’s gorgeous chocolate coloured eyes. He watched how his lashes fluttered sleepily, and how his mouth was curved up in a happy smile. Minho sighed; Jinki was so gorgeous that he could stare at him all the time and get lost in the depths of his eyes or in his gorgeous smile. Minho was convinced that it was Jinki’s smile that stole his heart in the first place. Jinki’s smile made him melt. It was so bright and pure; Minho was sure it was the most beautiful smile ever.

He leaned in and kissed Jinki, concentrating on how their lips felt together, and the way Jinki made him feel so dizzy and light headed. Kissing Jinki was like taking drugs, it made him feel so high, and drunkenly he reached for Jinki’s hips, tugging on his body with his hands clumsily, until he had Jink perched on his lap, his legs loosely wrapped around Minho’s waist.

Jinki hung on tight, not sure how exactly he had ended up on Minho’s lap. His head was spinning, but all he could think of was Minho, and nothing else really made much sense, except the flutter of Minho’s lips, and the way his tongue moved, swirled inside his mouth. Jinki moaned, digging his fingers into Minho’s back, as he slowly started to rock his hips down against Minho’s, feeling something explosive build between them.

Minho pulled away with a gasp, and he looked up at the ceiling, sucking in deep breaths before he pressed his hands to Jinki’s chest. With half lidded eyes, he decided Jinki needed to be shirtless. Eyeing Jinki hungrily, Minho licked his lips before he attacked Jinki’s shirt, tugging it upwards ignoring Jinki’s faint protest.

Minho smiled, that’s better! He took his own shirt off, before leaning forward and pressing his lips to Jinki’s chest, and slowly he pushed him backwards, so that he was lying back on the couch with Minho on top of him, and Minho pressed gentle kisses across his chest, feeling happy when he heard Jinki’s low moans of pleasure.

“Mmm…” Minho mumbled as he swirled his tongue around Jinki’s nipple, and while he ravished Jinki’s nipple, he settled his hands on the growing bulge in Jinki’s pants. Minho shut his eyes, as he opened his mouth and covered Jinki’s nipple, sucking on the sensitive skin, and attacking it in turns with his tongue and teeth, he could feel Jinki writhing with pleasure under him.

“Uggh, Minho!” Jinki shuddered, every flicker of Minho’s tongue and mouth made his heart race and his groin tighten with pleasure.

His hands shook slightly as he tried to unbutton Jinki’s pants, and at first the older boy was too distracted by the pleasure ravaging his body, and with the way Minho’s tongue felt against his nipple to notice what Minho was doing with his hands. Too distracted by the way Minho’s tongue flicked against his skin to notice how Minho was desperately trying to undo Jinki’s jeans, and for moments he kept thrusting his hips up into Minho’s hands, it was only the sound of a zip and the sudden realisation that Minho’s hand was quickly pressing into his jeans that made Jinki freeze. Minho groaned as he pressed his eager hands into Jinki’s jeans, reaching for his cock, and curling his fingers around his length. He lapped hungrily at his chest, his head spinning in excitement and with pleasure, when he felt Jinki freeze under him.

“Ugh… Hyung.” Minho groaned, lifting his head from Jinki’s chest, breathing heavily as he fought to get his hands into Jinki’s boxers. He was so much bigger than Minho had expected. He was also rock hard, and that excited Minho even more, making his cock throb with need. He desperately tried to find the opening in his boxers, but he felt a hand grab his wrist firmly, preventing him from doing anything and making his hand dangle so teasingly close to Jinki’s cock. It was pure torture.

“Hyung?” Minho mumbled, opening his eyes and looking up to meet Jinki’s gaze. He could see that Jinki was all worked, and his chest was heaving. “Hyung!” Minho pouted as Jinki continued to prevent his hand from grasping his erection, “Hyung, what are you doing?” Minho wriggled his hand, trying desperately to get it free from Jinki’s grasp.

“No… no…” Jinki’s voice was faint and rough, but firm at the same time, “No, Minho.” He shook his head slowly and Minho just stared at him, confusion filling his face as Jinki slowly pushed Minho back. “We… we… can’t do this…” Jinki’s cheeks were red and Minho realised he was blushing, “This…too… too… fast.” He stumbled over his words and sounded like he was drunk. Minho had no idea how much effort it took for Jinki to stop this. He just felt crushed and hurt.

“Sorry, Minho,” Jinki sighed heavily, and he hugged the younger boy gently, “but it’s… too fast.” He mumbled into Minho’s shoulder, the words vibrating against his chest. Minho swallowed and sighed, and pouted as Jinki rubbed his back. Minho didn’t want to be hearing those words, and he felt slightly crushed and hurt to be rejected in this way, especially now that he was all worked up.

“Come on, let’s get to bed…” Jinki smiled as he pulled back from Minho, squeezing his hand lightly, and he got up, expecting Minho to get up too but he just shook his head slowly. “Minho?” Jinki frowned down at him, “We have to sleep?”

“Mmm… you go to bed first Hyung.” Minho smiled, and then mumbled, “I need to pee!” Jinki nodded as if he understood that Minho meant actually I’m so goddamn horny, I have to go and jerk off in the bathroom! Minho sighed, wondering how Jinki was going to sleep with his boner, but after kissing Minho good night, he left for bed. Minho sighed sadly he felt frustrated as he made his way into the bathroom; he felt so aroused and horny and slightly pissed that nothing more had happened.

*

Minho’s frustration levels only rose over the next couple of weeks. Every time he tried to take things further, Jinki would simply push him away and say no. He said that they were moving too fast. Minho pouted; they had been together for three weeks now, and Minho was starting to go crazy. It didn’t help that Jinki seemed to be teasing him all the time, and Jinki was completely oblivious to the whole situation.

Minho swallowed and shut his eyes, so he didn’t have to see Jinki clad only in his towel, walking towards the kitchen. Minho couldn’t understand why Jinki was walking around the house only in a towel. He never did that before, and now it seemed like every time Minho looked up, Jinki was in a towel, with drops of water running down his chest, that disappeared under the towel. Minho decided that he hated that damn towel, and his boxers. They got to press against Jinki’s cock, they got to touch it. Only Minho couldn’t.

He sucked in a deep breath, feeling himself harden as he watched Jinki’s ass, as he disappeared into the kitchen. It was as if he was purposely walking slowly, and shaking his ass in such a manner that Minho could not stop staring and he wanted to get closer to him. Minho followed with out thinking about what he was doing, and he froze as he saw Jinki adjusting his towel, and for a second he caught a glimpse of the top of Jinki’s ass. Minho sighed and forced himself to leave before he got any more worked up.

Damn it Hyung! Damn it! Argh, why are you so goddamn sexy, and why are you driving me insane? Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me? He shuddered, and made his way to the bathroom. He needed another cold shower. Minho pouted as he slumped against the shower wall, wondering if Jinki didn’t like him that way after all, because every time Minho tried to undo Jinki’s pants, he would freeze, and then push him away.

Feeling depressed, Minho sat on the shower floor, letting the water hit him in the face. He wondered what to do. He felt so confused, because Jinki didn’t seem to mind kissing him, and he was sure he liked it when Minho touched his chest and covered his chest in kisses. He just acted funny when Minho tried to press lower, but it was really doing his head in.

Minho chewed on his lip thinking, maybe I need to ring Joongki-hyung, for advice? Minho nodded his head, yeah… after all he helped me in Canada, he gave me encouragement to go after Jinki-hyung… and he had the brilliant idea!

*

“Hyung.” Minho pouted down at Joongki, who blinked as he saw Minho standing in his doorway, “Hyung!” Minho repeated as he saw Joongki just standing there, staring at him looking confused and half asleep. Seeing his hyung all confused and half asleep like this, it really made Minho think of Jinki, and he frowned down at the shorter but older man.

“Hmm… Minho-ah? What are you doing here?” Joongki looked surprised. He didn’t even know that Minho knew where he lived, but seeing that he was getting annoyed, he opened the door wider, “Come in Minho.” He grinned and stepped back, letting Minho walk into his apartment, wondering what this was about, he figured it wasn’t Dream Team related.

“I didn’t think you knew where I lived?” He mumbled as he shut the door behind them.

“Hmm… I knew your address.” Minho sighed, “Sorry for bugging you… but I needed to talk to someone.” He frowned at Joongki, who motioned to the couch and with a sigh, Minho sank down, finding it so hard to talk to him about his situation but he was determined to try. Minho looked down at the floor, deciding that avoiding his hyung’s eyes would make him feel less embarrassed.

Joongki frowned and then he smiled, “Ah!” he suddenly understood, “Ahh, so this is about that Hyung you like right?” He grinned proudly, “So… what happened with him? I thought… you said you were going out?” Joongki frowned, looking concerned when Minho wouldn’t look up and meet his gaze, and he nervously rubbing his hands together.

“No… we’re still together.” Minho clasped his hands together, fidgeting nervously yikes what do I say? “Joongki-hyung the problem is… I’m horny? Jinki-hyung makes me horny? That god damn it I want him, I want to touch him…” ugh I can’t even think about this without getting embarrassed! How am I going to say it? Minho swallowed, and studied the floor, feeling his cheeks burn. He had no idea what to say; it felt so awkward.

“It’s… just….” Minho sighed again, “Ugh this is awkward… I love spending time with him, Hyung. It’s wonderful, even if we’re just watching TV or doing the dishes. I dunno…” Minho shrugged, “it’s really simple but it feels great? But… that’s not the problem…” He lifted his head and glanced nervously at Joongki who just looked a bit confused.

“Okay… so you’re happy? But?” Joongki frowned, noticing how red Minho’s cheeks were, “But there is still something upsetting you?”

“Sometimes…” Minho trailed off, scrunching up his face and he thought about what to say, “Sometimes… I think maybe he just likes me as a friend?” He pouted, “And not the way I like him? But… I don’t know because we’ve… you know kissed.” He shifted feeling uncomfortable, realising that he couldn’t talk to Joongki or anyone else about this. No he had to talk to Jinki about it.

“Sorry Hyung, I came and disturbed you. But I realise now I can’t talk to you about this! I need to talk to him.” He looked across at Joongki apologetically and the older boy shook his head and smiled warmly. Before Minho could say another word, he hugged him tightly.

“Its okay, Minho,” Joongki grinned brightly, “If you hadn’t come here, you wouldn’t have realised that you needed to talk to him. So it’s all good!”

*

Minho was determined he was going to talk to Jinki; he had to resolve this before he went crazy or did something completely insane. Minho frowned as he looked around the apartment. He couldn’t see Jinki anywhere. So with a sigh, he went over and asked Kibum, who was in one of his moods. He simply pointed at the bathroom door.

Minho didn’t even think he just barged into the bathroom smiling as he heard Jinki singing in the shower. It was only after he shut the bathroom door behind him that he went shit realising where he was. Minho blinked and sighed, I’m the biggest idiot… why did I barge in here?

He shivered as Jinki stopped singing, and Minho froze as he saw Jinki peering around the curtain. He found his gaze drawn down Jinki’s side, his eyes slid down from Jinki’s nipple, down to the side of his hipbone which he could just see, and Minho gulped, trying to tear his eyes away from that hipbone and trying not to think about what was hidden behind the rest of the shower curtain.

“Oh… Minho!” He smiled, his wet hair plastered down over his face. Minho melted seeing how bright and big Jinki’s smile was upon seeing him, but it started to falter and Jinki suddenly looked nervous as he gripped the shower curtain tighter. “Um… um… Min-Minho… why are you in here?” Jinki swallowed and tried to hide behind the curtain, stepping back, so that only his hand and head was visible.

“I…uh wanted to talk to you Hyung.” Minho started, blinking because his mind had gone blank, “Shit… hyung… I’ll come back… later when you’re dressed.” Minho swallowed and tried to get the image of Jinki’s hip out of his head. He collapsed on his own bed, suddenly understanding why Jinki had gotten so worked up with his behaviour and he pouted, He had to do something and soon.

Minho decided that he needed a glass of water to help him think, so he walked over to the kitchen, and he smiled when he saw that Jinki was standing by the sink. Without thinking, Minho wrapped his arms around Jinki’s waist, pressing his hips right against Jinki’s ass. He smiled as he felt Jinki stiffen slightly, and then relax when he realised it was Minho.

Jinki shut his eyes and smiled; it was exactly like that day when they got together, except for the fact that they had more clothes on now. Jinki leaned back into Minho, and then he placed his hands over Minho’s, wondering what Minho wanted to talk to him about. He waited patiently, figuring that Minho would talk when he was ready.

“Hyung, do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” Minho’s voice was soft and almost soothing in Jinki’s ear, and he frowned as the words sunk into his head. “Jinki-hyung, do you? Do you like me more than a friend?” Minho mumbled, and he felt Jinki tense and then wriggle, trying to turn around, but Minho held him firmly in place. Somehow he didn’t want to see Jinki’s expression right then; what if he didn’t like him more than a friend?

“Minho? What makes you say that?” Jinki frowned, biting his lip as he squeezed Minho’s hands, “Of course I … I like you more than a friend,” he smiled, faintly looking down at Minho’s hands resting on his stomach, “What makes you think I don’t?”

“Because.” Minho sighed heavily, “You always shoot me down.”

“What?” Jinki frowned, not getting what Minho meant, “But Minho-ah you always beat me in video games?” Jinki pouted, sounding very confused and muddled. “So… how do I shoot you down?”

“No, Hyung! I’m not talking about video games. I’m talking about when I kiss you, and…” He paused sucking in a deep breath, Minho felt so nervous and he clutched at Jinki for strength, “and… when I try to do more than… kiss you push me away?” Minho pouted, and he pressed his forehead to Jinki’s shoulder as if he was trying to hide.

“Ohh…” Jinki suddenly understood and he flushed, “Ohh… Minho-ah… that’s because… you’re so young….” Jinki pursed his lips together, “I… I… feel guilty… and I didn’t… want to steal your innocence?” He frowned, struggling to convey what he meant exactly. Minho’s jaw dropped open in shock, his mind whirling.

“What? What?” Minho repeated feeling like he had misheard Jinki or something, “You were… protecting my innocence?” Minho wanted to laugh, “Hyung! Are you serious?” Minho couldn’t believe he was hearing this. Surely it was a joke or something, “But you’re not much older than me! And I feel like you’re more innocent than me, hyung!”

“Yeah… but… but… but what would Kibum say?” Jinki pouted, “And you’re still in school” he added firmly, “So…we just have to be patient… and wait until you finish school!” Jinki smiled, feeling proud that he had actually made sense and Minho just groaned. Jinki was not going to do anything more than kiss, until he had finished school? That had to be a mistake; surely, there was no way in hell Minho could survive that long without going crazy.

Minho shook his head slowly; he might respect Jinki-hyung, but when Minho wanted something, he gets it. And he was determined that he was going to get his way, and Jinki would just have to deal or give in to Minho. Minho smiled softly, slowly pulling away from Jinki and muttering, “Fine hyung, that’s fine! So... if we have to wait until I finish school to do anything more than kissing… I think we should ban kissing and holding hands…and cuddling too.” He smirked as Jinki turned to look at him, shock written all over his face.

“But… but… Minho-ah… that’s not what I said?” Jinki tried to argue and Minho just shrugged his shoulders at Jinki.

“Well, it’s either everything or nothing, your choice, Hyung!” Minho stepped back away from Jinki, “so no more kissing Hyung.” Minho purposefully puckered up his lips as he spoke, and he made sure to roll his hips as he stepped back, just making Jinki see exactly what he was going to be missing out on. “No more… kissing…” Minho licked his lower lip slowly, “or anything else… no hand holding or cuddling either.”

Jinki opened his mouth to protest but Minho left the kitchen quickly, leaving Jinki wilting and pouting in the kitchen by himself. Arggghhhh… Minho… what am I meant to do? What do I do… if I touch you, Kibum will kill me, for being a bad influence on his son and for tainting your innocence! But… no kissing or snuggling with you on the couch anymore, ugh Minho you make this so goddamn hard!

*

Minho knocked his head against the wall, repeatedly, feeling frustrated with himself. The “thunk” of his head hitting the wall somehow made him feel better and he wasn’t doing it hard enough to hurt. He sighed when he stopped, feeling a bit stupid for doing that but also for his stupid suggestion to Jinki. Ugh, why did I say we couldn’t even kiss or anything? Ugh. This is so goddamn hard! It’s been… two days since I said that, and it’s driving me even crazier! Minho pouted and rubbed his eyes. He was missing Jinki already.

After he had stupidly said that they couldn’t kiss until he finished school, it seemed as if Jinki was avoiding him. He wasn’t really, but they didn’t sit on the couch together anymore, holding hands under a cushion or blanket. Minho missed the mornings, too. He missed waking up and crawling into Jinki’s bed, lying there spooning the older boy until the room brightened with the sun; he missed the kisses they shared in the morning. Minho sighed. He missed all those sweet moments that they had shared. He missed them badly.

He honestly thought that by doing this, Jinki would relent and give in, but his Hyung was apparently made of stronger stuff. To Minho, it seemed as if it wasn’t even affecting him and that just hurt Minho’s pride even more and made him think does Jinki-hyung really like me? Ugh. I can’t really stand this, I really can’t!

Minho was still standing with his forehead pressed to the wall, thinking, when Kibum walked into the room. He just stared at Minho and frowned, before he shook his head.

“Minho? What the hell are you doing?”

Immediately, Minho stepped back from the wall and shook his head, “Uh… nothing~ I was just thinking!” He replied sheepishly, his cheeks turning red faintly.

“Right.” Kibum raised an eyebrow, “I think you’ve been spending far too much time with Jinki-hyung.” Minho opened his mouth to protest but Kibum kept speaking, “I’ve noticed you guys spending more time together lately. Don’t spend too much time with him, Minho, don’t end up as weird as he is!” Kibum cautioned and Minho felt a surge of anger. He wanted to protect his Jinki.

“Jinki-hyung isn’t weird! You shouldn’t say stuff like that about him.” Minho frowned, and Kibum rolled his eyes at him.

“See, that’s exactly what I mean!” Kibum just shook his head, “Whatever, if you want to be weird like Hyung, that’s fine!” Kibum shrugged and went to leave the room, but the door opened and Jinki came in, clad only in a towel again. Minho groaned internally; seeing Jinki’s chest was like torture. He looked down at the floor, because it was too hard to look at Jinki’s face.

“What are you guys talking about?” Jinki asked curiously, and just as Minho glanced up, he tugged the towel off, and Minho froze when he saw Jinki standing there in his boxers. “Kibum? What were you just saying?” Jinki asked, and Minho realised with a start that he was ignoring him again, and he frowned at Jinki.

Kibum just shrugged, “Oh it’s not important, Hyung! You should hurry and get dressed.” He added and Minho nodded his head furiously, agreeing with Kibum. You’re such a fucking tease, Jinki! Stop teasing me and hurry and get dressed! Minho held back another groan as Jinki turned to get some pants out, and he bent over, so that Minho was faced with his ass, making Minho suck in a deep breath as he tried not to stare at Jinki’s ass.

“Minho? Are you sure you’re okay?” Kibum asked, and Minho realised with a start that Kibum was still in the room. Shit. Of course he’s still here, fuck he probably caught me staring at Jinki’s goddamn cute ass.

Jinki spun around to face Minho, a worried expression on his face when he heard the concern in Kibum’s voice. In his haste, he had left his pants undone, so that the fly was half unzipped, and the button at the top of his jeans were unfastened. Minho found a lump in his throat, as he tried to look away from Jinki’s crotch, cursing his bad luck. Of course Jinki had to turn with his jeans half done up, so that all Minho could think about was undoing those jeans and molesting Jinki.


Ugh, it’d be so easy to just take those jeans off. God, does he have any idea how sexy he looks standing there like that? Fuck, I just want to attack him. Fuck, this is insane. I need to stop thinking about this now. Christ I can’t get hard now, I need to stop staring at Jinki. I have to right now! Can’t think about pushing him back onto the bed, can’t think about kissing him… He shivered and tried to push such thoughts out of his head.

“Minho?”

Minho looked up nervously and red faced and sighed as Kibum and the still shirtless Jinki grabbed a hold of his arms, and stared at him cautiously, because he had just been standing there and staring into space for the past few minutes and his cheeks had been turning redder and redder.

“Minho?” Kibum repeated, with a frown, and Minho somehow felt guilty and he looked down at the floor. Jinki realised what was causing Minho to react like that, and felt his own cheeks turn red. He quickly looked down, noticing his jeans, and flushed as he turned away from Minho and Kibum to finish dressing.

“Sorry Kibum-hyung.” Minho pouted, “I guess… I’m just tired… are we going to eat soon?” He purposely avoided looking in Jinki’s direction, wondering how much Kibum had figured out.

*

Minho was watching television when Jinki sat down next to him. “Sorry about earlier” Jinki mumbled softly so only Minho could hear him. “I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking...” He added, looking at Minho intently, as he waited for him to reply.

“Wait, what are you sorry about?” Minho felt his heart racing, and for a moment, he thought Jinki was sorry for his crazy idea that they couldn’t do more than kiss until he graduated. He stared at Jinki, his eyes full of hope, biting down on to his lip, maybe Hyung realised it’s a crazy idea?

“Um, earlier in the bedroom when I was getting dressed, I wasn’t thinking...” Jinki blinked his eyes slowly and tried to look apologetic. But Minho felt angry, and his anger surging up in him. He had spent months liking Jinki, and he finally told him, and now that they were going out, he can’t even do anything. Instead, he just had to watch as Jinki taunted him with his body.

“Huh. Is that all?” Minho frowned, “Christ Hyung, you think I cared about that?” He snapped, his eyes flashing angrily, “You think me seeing you shirtless affected me? It’s not like your body is that great.” He shrugged, lying through his teeth. He felt guilty when he saw the hurt in Jinki’s eyes.

“Oh.” Jinki replied bluntly and before Minho could apologise, he got up and left the room. Minho sighed heavily, rubbing his forehead. He felt so guilty for snapping at Jinki like that. He knew he should apologise; at the same time, he didn’t exactly want to, because he didn’t want to admit how much Jinki had affected him.

*

Minho stepped into the apartment all sweaty and hot. The apartment was almost completely dark, and he figured that everyone had gone to bed, even Jinki. Minho pouted as he untied his laces, breathing heavily. Jinki usually stayed up waiting for him. Even recently, Jinki had stayed up until Minho was back. He always made up an excuse that he was staying up for another reason, but as soon as Minho got home and went to bed, Jinki would too.

Minho tiptoed over towards the bathroom, feeling a bit light headed. He ran too far that night, trying to get rid of his stress and frustration and the images of shirtless Jinki out of his head. He sighed, leaning against the bathroom door, wondering where all his energy had gone; normally he was full of energy. He was still standing there when he felt a hand touch his shoulder, and he jumped slightly.

“Minho?”

Suddenly hearing Jinki’s voice made Minho feel happy, and he realised that Jinki had stayed up to wait for him, even though Minho had snapped at him earlier.

“Minho, are you okay?” Jinki asked with a frown, and Minho could see the worry on his face as he kept his hand pressed to Minho’s shoulder. Minho wanted to shake his head and say “no Hyung, I’m not okay! I’m not okay, and I’m sorry for snapping at you before.” But somehow, the words didn’t come out. He just pushed Jinki’s hand away.

“I’m fine, Hyung! Don’t touch me, just go to bed!” Without meaning to, Minho sounded angry, and Jinki visibly wilted, looking sadly at Minho.

“But Minho… you’re really hot? I think you’ve got a fever….” Jinki trailed off, trying to press his fingers to Minho’s forehead but Minho grabbed his hand and squeezed his fingers together painfully before pushing Jinki’s hand away. “Minho, don’t be like this. You’re sick.” Jinki sighed, stepping back when he saw how angry Minho looked.

“No touching,” Minho spat out, “until I graduate. Isn’t that what you wanted Hyung?”
Jinki frowned and shook his head, “No Minho, that wasn’t what I wanted. I just said we couldn’t do anything more than kissing.” He blushed, too embarrassed to say “no sex” and sighed, “But Minho, let me help you, you’re sick.”

“I’m not sick” Minho denied it, even though he knew something was wrong, “I’m just hot because I’ve been running. Just go to bed, stop hassling me Hyung.” Minho frowned and glared at Jinki, “Go to bed, leave me alone.” And he moved as if he was going to push Jinki away. Jinki sighed sadly, as he walked towards the bedroom, looking hurt and upset.

*

Jinki frowned as looked across at Minho’s bed; it was obvious he was sick from the way he was tossing and turning. Jinki couldn’t just sit there and wait for Kibum to wake up. He got up and went to the sleeping Minho, and he placed a hand on his head. He sighed when he felt his temperature and he was annoyed at himself for not being firmer the night before. He is the leader, after all.

Minho-ah why are you so stubborn? I’m sorry, can’t you understand I’m only being strict because I care so much about you, and I don’t want to hurt you? It’s so hard for me, but I don’t want you to be distracted… Aish but you’re so hot now, ah I think I need to wake up Kibum? Jinki frowned as he looked at Kibum sleeping, and in the end he knew if he woke Kibum up, he’d end up taking care of Minho anyways.

Jinki went to the kitchen, got a bowl of cold water, and carefully carried to back to the bedroom. He wet a towel and placed it on Minho’s forehead, stroking his hair back at the same time and then just sat there, staring at Minho sleeping. Jinki sighed softly as he watched him sleep. He wanted to kiss him, but it felt wrong when he was sleeping. So Jinki sat in silence, watching Minho.

I’m sorry for being a bad Hyung and boyfriend to you Minho,, it’s not that I do it on purpose… and now things are even more awkward, I just don’t know what to do anymore. Jinki sighed and reached out, tracing his fingers down Minho’s cheek, as he cupped his cheek and left his hand resting there. I miss the mornings when I’d wake up and you’d be lying there beside me, and we’d whisper or kiss until the sun rose. I’m sorry, Minho, for being an idiot… Jinki leaned in and kissed Minho’s cheek lightly, and Minho moved slightly as he smiled in his sleep, letting out a faint whimper.

Jinki decided to go back to bed, when he heard a sound like someone was waking up. So he slipped under his sheets and pretended to go back to sleep. When Jinki woke up again, Taemin was sitting on the edge of his bed, smiling down at him, “Hyung!” he quickly said as soon as he saw that Jinki had woken up.

“Uggh… morning Taeminnie!” Jinki smiled up at him, rubbing his eyes, and he was surprised that he had actually gone back to sleep. “What’s going on?” He asked sleepily, not used to having Taemin sitting on his bed.

“Minho-hyung is sick, Kibum-hyung is staying home to take care of him, and can you take me to school?” Taemin smiled almost shyly at Jinki, and Jinki pouted. He wanted to stay at take care of Minho, so he didn’t reply right away. “Please… hyung?” Taemin begged, and Jinki sighed and nodded his head. Taemin happily ran off.

Jinki sat up and saw that Kibum was trying to wake up Minho and give him some painkillers to reduce the fever. “Kibum, you should go to school, I’ll take care of Minho. I only have a light schedule today. You shouldn’t miss school.” Jinki mumbled, yawning as he got out of bed. Kibum just stared at him.

“You? You take care of Minho?” Kibum scoffed and laughed, “No I don’t think so. You’ll make him feel worse.”

Jinki argued with Kibum for ten minutes, but in the end, Kibum won. With a sigh, Jinki took Taemin to school pouting and determined to come home early. After all he was basically free after lunch.

*

“Hyung?” Minho mumbled sleepily, feeling a hand press down on the towel on his forehead, “Hyung,” Minho smiled sleepily, still feeling light headed and weird, but he felt better knowing that Jinki was there with him.

“Yes, Minho?”

Minho frowned, “Ohh… Kibum-hyung?” He opened one eye and felt disappointed when he saw Kibum there, “Where… where is Jinki-hyung?” He asked, opening both eyes and looking up at Kibum seriously.

Kibum pouted, “You thought I’d leave Jinki-hyung to take care of you? He might be SHINee’s Appa, but there is no way I’d let him take care of you.” Kibum nodded his head, “weirdly he wanted to stay back too, and I wonder who knew you had a fever this morning?” Kibum wondered aloud, suddenly remembering how when he woke up Minho already had a cold towel on his head and a bowl of iced water beside his bed.

“Because someone put that towel on your head…. Hmm… and why was Jinki-hyung so insistent that he should stay? He wouldn’t know what to do with a sick person; no it had to be me.” Kibum continued to talk to himself, and Minho just stared up at him, thinking very carefully about what Kibum was saying.

So Jinki-hyung put the towel on my head? Oh Hyung, I wish you had stayed to take care of me, I feel like seeing your smile would make me better. And I should apologise for being so snappy to you yesterday.

“Hmmm… I wonder if I should go and practice in the living room? Minho… if you need anything, just call me, okay? I can’t sit here all day, sorry.” Kibum looked down, and smiled when he saw that Minho had gone back to sleep again. “Ah, it’s probably better if you sleep lots Minho. Hhm I’ll come and check on you soon.”

Kibum left to practice dancing. It was something he could do at home, and an hour later, he went back to check on Minho. He found his head was a little cooler, but what surprised Kibum was how he asked for Jinki repeatedly as he tossed and turned in his sleep. Kibum blinked his eyes in surprise upon hearing that, and wondered if he was missing something.

In the end, he didn’t have to heart to keep Jinki away after hearing Minho calling for Jinki. So he phoned him, interrupting his morning schedule. But Jinki came straight away. Kibum blinked as Jinki settled down next to Minho, and somehow Kibum knew that Jinki would do an okay job. So he went to school, feeling strangely calm about leaving Jinki to take care of Minho.

*

“Hyung?” Minho could feel fingers on his forehead, and he sighed guessing it was Kibum still, although he wished that Jinki-hyung was there. “Kibum-hyung, I’m hungry…” He mumbled with his eyes still shut. Somehow he didn’t feel like opening them just yet, “can you please cook me something?” Minho felt the fingers leave his forehead, and he frowned, wondering why Kibum wasn’t replying.

He opened his eyes a little while later, smelling food and was surprised to see Jinki coming into the room with a tray of food, smiling his head off. “Ah, Minho-ah, I hope this is okay? I made seaweed soup.” He mumbled and set it down, scratching his head as if he was embarrassed. Minho found that he couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“Thank you, Hyung.” He smiled, feeling his stomach do somersaults. He felt ravenous as he looked at the soup Jinki had cooked; it was the first time he was eating his food. Minho thought it tasted delicious, and he ate it down really fast, “Thank you for the soup. I’m really sorry for being so snappy with you last night.” Minho pouted, feeling guilty. But Jinki just shook his head and smiled down at Minho.

“Its okay, its okay, Minho-ah, you were sick and frustrated.” Jinki smiled, and without really thinking about what he was doing, he leaned in and kissed Minho’s lips gently, cupping Minho’s face with his hands.

Minho’s face was shocked when he pulled back, and he wondered if Jinki had forgotten or if he was saying, “to hell with it that stupid idea of mine”, so Minho just stared up at Jinki, feeling his heart thump almost painfully in his chest. He felt dizzy and in a daze, but he wasn’t sure if that was Jinki’s fault or his fever.

“Hyung?” He finally whispered, tugging on Jinki’s sleeve, “Hyung… you kissed me? What did it mean?” Minho felt his heart beat faster as he waited for Jinki to reply to him, please let him… say that his idea was stupid, please?

Jinki smiled and leaned in and kissed Minho’s lips lightly again, “Silly Minho, it means I love you?” Jinki mumbled, and then he blushed as he saw Minho’s eyes widen in disbelief, “And… it means… I was an idiot?” Jinki paused and reached for Minho’s hand, feeling self conscious suddenly because he said the L word. He looked down, feeling embarrassed.

“Hyung?” Minho couldn’t stop grinning, “Hyung? I love you too.” Minho beamed up at Jinki, “and that better mean that your stupid idea is off?” Minho’s replied, an eyebrow raised as he looked up at Jinki. But the older boy avoided his gaze, so Minho reached up and stroked Jinki’s chin, and Jinki finally looked down at him.

“It was a stupid idea, wasn’t it?” Jinki pouted and hung his head, wringing his hands together, “but I’m just worried about what Kibum will say. About me taking advantage of you… oh, I’m such a bad hyung to you! It’s not right, but I can’t help myself…” Jinki sighed and Minho laughed.

“Jinki-hyung, Kibum doesn’t need to know about it.” He laced their fingers together, “Or are you going to go to him and say, “Kibum guess what? Minho and I had sex today!” then tell him all the details?” Minho asked, smirking when he saw Jinki’s horrified expression. His face turned bright red, and he shook his head.

“No. No! But...what if he finds out?”

“Well, Jinki-hyung, we’ll deal with that when it happens.” Minho squeezed Jinki’s hand tightly, and smiled up at him, “I think I’m not sick anymore?” He added, feeling his own head, “Maybe I should get up?” But Jinki just shook his head. He lay down next to Minho, facing him. Their faces were only inches apart because there wasn’t a lot of room on the single bed.

“Uh, Minho, I’m not sure.” Jinki wrung his hands together nervously, “I don’t know… maybe we should talk about it when you’re feeling better?” He added, reaching down to pat Minho’s shoulder; Minho pouted up at him, feeling hurt that Jinki was still being so stubborn and persistent.

*

“Hyung, how would you feel if Taemin was in a relationship with someone older?” Minho asked cautiously, sitting up in bed as he studied Kibum’s face, wondering what he would say. Minho was trying to find out how he would react to his relationship with Jinki. Kibum frowned and pressed his hand to Minho’s forehead to see how hot he was, and shoved a thermometer into his mouth.

“Be quiet, Minho.” Kibum commanded, “Why do you ask about Taemin?” realising he had just told Minho not to talk, he held a hand up to silence him, “Hm… well I wouldn’t mind, if it was someone like Jinki-hyung.” Kibum smiled brightly, “even if he is SHINee’s Appa, he would be very gentle with my son.” Minho nodded his head thoughtfully, waiting to hear about his temperature so he could talk again.

“Ohh, you’re back to normal, Minho!” Kibum smiled brightly down at him, “I guess having Jinki-hyung with you wasn’t so bad was it?”

“No, he made me soup.” Minho grinned up at Kibum, and added, “So… Kibum-hyung does that mean you wouldn’t mind if Jinki-hyung was dating say Taemin or you or me? Because he’s gentle and caring, and he wouldn’t take advantage of anyone?” Minho hoped that he wasn’t being too obvious, and he could see that Kibum was seriously thinking about it.

“Hmmm… I guess not? No, Jinki-hyung couldn’t take advantage of anyone” Kibum smiled, “if anything, other people would take advantage of him! But not my Taemin, he’s a gentle and caring son.” Kibum sighed happily, and Minho grinned, nodding his head. It looked as if he was agreeing with Kibum, but in fact, he was thinking about how Jinki had nothing to worry about.

*

“Minho!” Jinki smiled brightly when he saw that Minho was up and about and obviously better. He reached for Minho, but the younger boy stepped back with a serious expression on his face. “Minho?” Jinki blinked, his smile faltering, and he felt confused.

“Hyung, we need to talk.” Minho motioned with his head that they should go into the spare bedroom. Pouting slightly, Jinki followed Minho; he walked slowly, dragging his heels. Minho seemed angry with him, and Jinki felt certain that Minho was going to break up with him. He sighed as he stepped into the room, studying the floor intently as Minho shut the door.

“I talked to Kibum.” Minho started, and Jinki risked a look up at him. He shifted nervously, seeing that Minho still looked serious. “About you Hyung,” Jinki’s head shot up and he stared at Minho, his heart pounding faster and faster.

“Whaat?” Jinki mumbled out, feeling strange and nervous.

“He basically said he wouldn’t mind if you went out with Taemin.” Minho paused, and Jinki frowned and shook his head before he interrupted Minho.

“But I don’t want to go out with Taemin,” He sighed and pouted at Minho sadly, guessing that Minho was breaking up with him, “I like you Minho.” He added even if he figured that it was too late to say that.

“And he wouldn’t mind if you went out with me or Kibum.” Minho grinned, stepping forward, getting closer to Jinki. “Because he said that you’re so gentle and he didn’t think you’d take advantage of anyone!” He added feeling so excited that he was sure that Jinki would forget the stupid deal now.

Jinki’s eyes widened and he nodded his head, and he looked deep in thought, “Exactly!” Jinki stabbed one finger into the air, and Minho just stared at him. “Exactly! That’s why… we can’t do anything, that’s why we have to wait! It’s the only thing to do!” He smiled earnestly, up at Minho, “We just need to be strong, and we can do it Minho!”

Minho pouted, and sighed heavily, “No… no, hyung! You can’t do this to me!” He sighed and covered his face with his palm, mumbling into his hand, “Jinki-hyung, Kibum didn’t mean it that way. Please hyung, stop torturing me.” Minho sighed, feeling deeply frustrated, but Jinki just stared at him, wondering for a moment if he was making the right decision; Jinki felt guilty.

“Ohh. I’m sorry Minho. I’ll think about it?” Jinki bit down on his lip, “I’ll think about it. Maybe I don’t need to be so… strict? Maybe Kibum wouldn’t mind?” He frowned and blinked, feeling so confused and unsure about what to do. Should he give in to Minho and his own desires, or should he be strong and wait until Minho had finished school?

Minho groaned, “Hyung!” Pouting as he reached for Jinki’s wrists and clung to them, “Hyung, you’ve tortured me enough haven’t you? Kibum said he wouldn’t mind, I swear!” He pleaded, batting his eyelids at Jinki, and pouting across cutely until, Jinki sighed and nodded his head. He couldn’t refuse Minho when he was like this. Jinki swallowed nervously, wondering what he was letting himself in for.

***

to be continued...

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[User Picture]From: hentai_m
2010-03-11 04:42 am (UTC)

spot

Spot for eijifujiryoma
*sits in corner* ^^;
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From: eijifujiryoma
2010-03-11 12:20 pm (UTC)

Eeeh, Kibum and Kiseop. <33

akjshdkdqkdqd HOMG, have I ever told you I loved you? I did? Well I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE! Thanks so much for the dedication. :"D Why are you such a lovely person? I couldn't even get a spot for you on that fic I just posted. T.T I WILL SAVE ONE NEXT TIME!!!

My reaction as it changes in various extremes. I shall do it in order as I read.

1) Aww, so cute. They finally get together! <3
2) Dear God... *,* Footsie...job...Jinki shouldn't have stopped him, dammit! It was just getting good. ><
3)*face palm* Jinki bb, why so frustrating? You could've gotten it on! That smut next chappie is going to be really good at this rate.
4) JOOOOOOOOOOOOONGKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe you actually put him in. xD
5) *sighs* Minho, Minho. You should know better than to get so mad, you say weird things. Now we readers will have to wait even longer for fluffy smut!
6) Kyahahaha, Minho can't stand it anymore. <3 Such a cute kid. Key's a bit mean though. :/
7) YAH CHOI MINHO! HDU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO MY JINKI! -_-* YES YOU BETTER FEEL GUILTY!
8) Jinki can cook. Hee. *^-^* YES YOU BETTER APOLOGISE CHOI MINHO!
9) Hell yes, even I'd take advantage of Jinki. *snickers evilly*
10) LEE JINKI GIVE IN SO THERE WILL BE HOT SMEX!

MIWI POST 2ND PART SOON SO I CAN READ HOT SMEX!

adnkldjqsdknewfk So cute. <333333 It's all not too OOC, and quite possibly what could happen in real life. They're both so adorable with each other. LOVE IT!!! <3333333333333333

*goes off to finish fic for you*
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[User Picture]From: decodexx
2010-03-11 06:10 am (UTC)
I liked this, so cute!
Just cave in already, Onew. xD

<3
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-11 06:57 am (UTC)
oh don't worry Onew ;) caves in~ sorry for dragging it out so long D: dfjgfsdfjd it wasn't my intention T_T I just had all this stuff planned and suddenly it was 10 times longer than I planned! XD
I'm glad you thought it was cute^^;
thank you :D ♥
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-11 06:59 am (UTC)
*flails with you* TofuHo = ♥♥♥♥♥♥ ^^;;

I love silly Jinki ;D and mean Minho is fun too? XDDD
yes Jinki is :P
thank you for the comment^^; :D
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[User Picture]From: chinagirl4evr
2010-03-11 06:14 am (UTC)
Aw!! I LOVE IT! It seems so real with teenage boys and their hormones. I had an ex that acted the same way as Minho but I never gave in. I really like how personal you write and the funny details. I think Tofuho would make a great couple.
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-11 07:01 am (UTC)
oh I'm glad you thought it seemed real^^; I was worried that I made it too over the top! D: Thank you so much^^;;; your comment makes me feel better? XD ♥

I think TofuHo would make a great couple too~ (and Jinki already said Minho's pretty much ideal partner/something? XD so :P although he did say not to misunderstand it^^; but still ♥) XD
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[User Picture]From: nekotifachan
2010-03-11 06:42 am (UTC)
I love how you made them seem like a real couple. They have their awkward moments, their cute moments, even their angry moments. I mean I do love "UNF UNF UNF" stories, but this doesn't make them seem so OOC. I can actually see them interacting this way. Keep up the good work! Can't wait for part two! *sits in corner with a giant stuffed panda and waits with starry eyes*
(Yes you have a new fan :3)
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-11 07:04 am (UTC)
yay~ I was worried that it would be "tl;dr -__-;;"! I never thought of it that way ^^; well the second part D: has less parts like that?
and I'm glad it came across realistically (that you can see them interacting like that ♥) that makes me excessively happy~ ^-^

*sits in the corner with you* 8D
thank you for the lovely comment~ ♥
(I looked at this before I posted it and I was like "ugh. omg. should I post this? D:" but reading your comment made me feel better ♥ so thank you~ ) :D
*hugs*
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[User Picture]From: geenkey
2010-03-11 07:33 am (UTC)
whoaaaa... so good.... love the flow... fast but not in a hurry... ahahah... wait for next part... poor minho.... heuehuehueheuehueheu....
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-11 07:49 am (UTC)
thank you XDDDDD it's not "poor Minho" in the next part? ^^;
*can't stop staring at your icon o__O;;;*
thank you~ ♥ :D
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[User Picture]From: xxqod
2010-03-11 12:35 pm (UTC)
Spot.
Because I don't have time now to read such a long story XD
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-12 04:16 am (UTC)
:( sorry~ ^^;;
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[User Picture]From: volatileflame
2010-03-11 02:34 pm (UTC)
so cute X3
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-12 04:16 am (UTC)
thank you XDD
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[User Picture]From: evilish33
2010-03-12 02:36 am (UTC)
lmfao I wanted to read this earlier but I got caught up in doing my hw (since it's kinda important and all xD I'm having too much school issues. fml =.=)

Anyways, this was mildly hilarious. Even though there was a lot of stuff happening, I liked the overall "Minho-is-a-horny-bitch-thing" lol. It seemed like all it was was him just trying to get laid kekeke
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-12 04:17 am (UTC)
yeah it did turn out like that in the end x_x; I have such a dirty mind :P

hw sucks but is important^^;
thanks for the comment^^;
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[User Picture]From: eukyungkyung
2010-03-12 08:33 am (UTC)
poor minho...tsktsktsk
poor minho and his raging hormones
hahhaahah
i love jinki
you go, jinki! keep torturing him muahahahah >8D
(y am i so evil and onew-biased?)
hahahahah

^_^v
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-13 02:01 am (UTC)
yeah poor Minho XDDDDDD and his raging hormones :P well I guess he is at that age @_____@;;

you're so Onew-biased because Onew = ♥ love :D *nods*
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[User Picture]From: weerainbow
2010-03-22 02:20 pm (UTC)
This is one fabulous sequel...still one part to go? I can't wait!!
I love Jinki's overprotectiveness because it's all based on how much he really loves Minho though it's driving Minho insane lol. At least he was only wanting to delay being with him, he did actually want him.
My favourite part was when Minho got sick and Jinki looked after him so sweetly at night even thought he'd snapped at him harshly. And then he wanted to look after him all day. I wanted to hug Kibum when he finally gave in to let him come home to care for the person he loves *grins*
And hurray, he can't resist Minho after all hehe ^^ Well, Minho is very competitive so he was bound to get his way in the end ;o)
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From: ex_argh
2010-03-22 11:34 pm (UTC)
yes^^; one part to go (currently with my beta^^;) but hopefully it will be done soon?
*nods* yeah he does love Minho ♥ lol he just feels bad because of how young Minho is? 8D
thank you for the lovely comment~~~ ♥ :D
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From: ellie_eunnie
2010-05-09 01:28 pm (UTC)
it took me a while but I finally got to comment on this XD
I felt like I could feel Minho's frustration, god damn it Jinki's such a tease and he's so damn dense at times XD
Jinki's so cute for not getting mad with minho even when he's snapping at him, that's so like dubu
and eventually minho regrets acting all stupid
and the whole part with jinki wanting to stay home with minho in key's stead was so beautiful
taemin's making me curious...he's acting all weird hmmmm
I loved this to bits, I'm curious as to what happens next, I hope minho finally gets through to jinki:D
*runs*
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From: ellie_eunnie
2010-05-09 01:35 pm (UTC)
ohh I found the perfect picture to illustrate minho's frustration in this fic XD
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[User Picture]From: czu_1391
2010-05-23 05:07 pm (UTC)
i ♥ this so, so, very much=D
/meming this & my heart/
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From: ex_argh
2010-05-24 11:00 am (UTC)
and I ♥ you very much :DDD (you love TofuHo? *o* ♥ XDDD)

thank you ;__; means a lot that you're memming it ^^;
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