Love Sick- TaeTiSeo (1/1)
Minho had walked with Taemin into a near by cafe and had ordered hot chocolate for both of them. Taemin shyly sipped at his drink as Minho curiously looked at him. "Uh- thank you for the other day. You know, when you bought my stuff for me when I forgot my wallet." Taemin awkwardly said. Minho chuckled in response, his gaze unwavering. "Oh, what's that?" Minho's attention was diverted to the sound of cheers coming from the TV. "Yah, a soccor game is on?!" He turned his body so that it was facing the screen and became engrossed in the game. Taemin silently sat there, admiring the back of Minho's head. "Ah- sorry about that Taemin. I just love watching sports, playing sports or anyhting that has to do with sports." Minho chuckled and cutely smiled while rubbing the back of his neck. Taemin was stunned. How can someone be as good looking as him, talk to someone like me? "So what do you like to do for fun Taemin?" Minho flashed him another smile. "I like to dance." He smiled brightly back at Minho.-------------------------------------------"Key, I think you should just leave him alone for now." Jonghyun muttered as he shoved freshly cooked pancakes down his throat. Key pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. "No, I don't want to! I already left him alone for 2 days now and I want to see him again so I can properly apologize." He shook his head and reached over to answer his vibrating phone. "I'll be back and we'll continue this conversation, okay?" Key let out a loud sigh and started to clean up the messy kitchen."What do you want?" Jonghyun bluntly spoke into his phone."Tsk, tsk, talking to me informally now?" "I told you it's over Minho. I don't want to deal with you anymore." "I'm not begging for you to come back to me. I honestly just want to be friends. Can we hang out today? I have nothing to do." Minho whined over the phone.Jonghyun hesitated before answering, "Fine, but if you try making a move, we are no longer friends. Alright?" "Okay hyung~" He sang brightly through the phone. "Come over to my place, I want to beat you in this new soccor game I just bought!" Jonghyun ended the call and walked back into the kitchen. "Key, I'm gonna go out okay? I'll be back in a few hours or so." Key just stared at him in surprise. He slipped on his shoes and quickly drove away, afraid that Key might find a reason to make him stay.-----------------------------------------------------------------The next day, Taemin rushed back into the hospital. "Jinki?" He lightly knocked on the door. When no one repsonded, he opened it and quietly walked in. "Jinki?" He called out again, afraid that he might be mad at him."Call me Onew." He jumped up in surprised as Onew spoke. "Wh-what?" Taemin stuttered and eventually sat down on the chair next to the bed. "Call me Onew. Jinki is the name my parents gave me, but my close friends call me Onew." He smiled brightly at Taemin. "Oh- alright then." Taemin laughed nervously and felt Onew's warm hands around his own. "O-Onew?" He asked, unsure of his motives. Onew let out a long sigh and spoke, "Taemin, I-I'm sorry. The bracelet you made me broke." The grip around his hands tightened. Something inside of Taemin shattered. But it took so long to make... Onew let go of Taemin's hands and got off the bed and kneeled before him. "I'm sorry." He formally bowed in front of Taemin and rested his forehead against the cold tiles. "Please forgive me." Taemin lightly touched Onew on the shoulders. "It's fine, get up. I guess I'll just have to teach you how to fix it!" He cheerfully said and helped Onew get up. -----------------------------------Onew silently stared at Taemin as he tried explaining how the braiding and beading worked. "So make sure you hold onto the leather tightly like this," He just continued to stare and a faint smile appeared on his face. Taemin looked over and noticed it. He's smiling! Clearing his throat, Taemin stopped his actions. "Onew?" He looked up and the smile from his face faded.
"Yes?"
"Do you understand how to do it?"
Onew nodded and grabbed it from Taemin. After 2 minutes he was feeling frustrated. Will he help me if I ask? His fingers are slimmer and more graceful than my short and stubby ones. But to his surprise Taemin was the one that asked if he needed any help. Onew shyly nodded and held the bracelet out."It's fine, keep holding it." Taemin came closer and placed his hands on top of Onew's. Why is my heart beating so fast? How can somebody else than Key make me feel this way? Onew kept biting his lip, trying to keep back the smiles that were trying to form.
Taemin's soft hands were guiding his fingers into the right position to braid the bead in. A drop of sweat dripped from Onew's face and onto their hands. "Ah- you must be tired! I totally forgot about that Onew!" Taemin pulled away from him, taking the bracelet as well. "Rest for a bit, and we'll continue later." Onew nodded and climbed back on his bed.-----------------------------------------The room was quiet as Taemin reminisced about the date he had with Minho. He kept fidgiting and moving around, wanting to talk about the event. "Onew, is it okay if I tell you about what had happened the other day?" Taemin gave him a pressed smile. Onew nodded and was curious about what Taemin had to say.
Over the course of 10 minutes, Taemin told Onew about the date he had with Minho. "O-Onew?" Taemin cautiously said, afraid of waking the man. He chuckled to himself and quietly left the room, letting Onew sleep.
Upon hearing the door click shut, Onew sat up and stared out the window wondering why Taemin's story had made him sad. I don't even like the kid. But why does he make me feel this way? It had started to rain outside and he noticed a figure walking out of the building. "T-Taemin?" He stuttered and saw that it really was him. Onew wiped the glass that had started to fog up and tapped it lightly. We'll you better be going home. To his surprise, Taemin was intercepted by a man that appeared from a car. Is that Minho? The guy he was talking about? Onew looked away, a sharp stabbing feeling was felt in his heart. I don't need love, I don't need anyone. I wish that he would have let me die. Thundering footsteps could be heard through the hallways. Onew's door slammed open and he jumped up in fright. "Ah- sorry Onew for waking you up! I forgot my mp3 player and came back to grab it!" Taemin's wet hood fell down, and exposed his wet bangs."What is your problem kid!? Don't you know how to take care of a patient?! Always so loud and annoying! GRAB YOUR STUFF AND LEAVE!" Onew shouted at him, angry that Taemin was going on another date with Minho. Taemin's bottom lip trembled, he wasn't used to Onew yelling at him. He picked up his mp3 player and quietly left Onew. The moment he left, Onew let a few tears fall as he curled into a ball on the bed. Give it back to me, my heart that you took without knowing. Why did you come inside without permission, without warning and shake me up? You burn me up and make me cry. I pray every day for the day you will look back to me.
A/N: Sorry it took so long to write! Please comment and keep me motivated~!