Chapter twelve (1/1)

Onew POV “Best friend? What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked in a shocked manner, my voice coming out loud and clear just for him.How the hell can this get any better God? You really do hate me right?! It wasn’t enough to take Taemin away, get him a boyfriend slash husband, getting him pregnant with his boyfriend slash husband’s babies, making me tell Key things he should never know by others and now you combine together Minho and Key?!“Okay look, I don’t even want to know the story okay? I’m tired, I’m stressed, I’m mad and now I’m busy. Goodbye.”I made my way around the freacking tall guy named Minho, feeling my blood burn up in my body. I was completely pissed and I wasn’t even completely sure why. Maybe this all reflection of my luckyness was too much for my nervous sistem to handle. I shouldn’t be heading to that guy’s office, I should be heading to the nearest psychiatric hospital.“Wait Onew, please!” He yelled when we were already out of the coffe shop. I stoped and sucked a breath in, deciding to hide my need to kill for now. I kept reminding myself that it wasn’t Minho’s fault. Otherwise he would die.“What now?” I should tell you that keeping the cool guy outside when I saw his pleading face was pretty damn hard. His face was somehow sweet and caring. His voice worried and gentle. His hands carefully wraped aroung mine. A pen lightly brushing the skin on my hand… wait, WHAT?!“What are you doing?!” I shook my hand out of his grasp and held it to my chest, rubbing the spot where the pen and his hand were. How could I daydream about him?! Now I really think I’m insane.“Writing my number…on your hand…”“Don’t you have a fucking piece of paper?!”“Would you take the paper with my number written?”“Hell no!”“See! That’s why I did what I did. Please call me soon.” He bowed deeply and smiled, starting  walking in the opposite direction from where I was heading. I scoffed, looking at his back but either way I smiled. It’s not everyday when you meet someone that can make you crazy. Looking at the numbers on my skin, I laughed bitterly again, my cold persona coming out from his cage.“Call you soon? Yeah right.” Key POV “I’m going now Taemin!” I yelled from the living room, gathering my files around the table and putting them inside my case.“Wait!”Taemin came running from the room, giving me a warm hug before letting go completely, a sweet caring smile on his face. I could almost imagine my everyday routine starting like this. And damn, was I happy about it. The only part that was messing my good mood right now is the meeting with Onew.I knew he didn’t like me. The punch from when we met was enough to understand that he and I wouldn’t get along. Only when Taemin was in the middle. But this subject…is just so envasive and strong, I don’t even know what to do after the explanation. Onew knows some things that Taemin doesn’t know, but then what? That’s pretty much all I have.In my head, something tells me there was a reason for the death of his parents. Maybe money? Maybe fame? Either way, there was a dark reason for their death. Maybe getting to know this a little better is dangerous, and I would never putt Taemin and my babies in the middle of this storm, so I have to move alone.I can’t take Onew with me neither, because he doesn’t want to get involved, obviously. Talking about this is already a pain in the ass for him. And who am I to deny it? He’s already helping me find my way to the solution of this problem.I know I should be already satisfied with Taemin’s information. I could have stayed with the fact that Taemin had no parents. But I could never let things like this go. Even if Taemin doesn’t want it, I have to know what happened. If that had happened to me, I would defenly want to know the rest of the story, but Taemin is different and I understand.The information he had was enough for him to handle, and I can’t do anything about that. Maybe if I do discover something, I’ll see if I should tell him or just keep it the way he’s done so far.“Be safe.”My hands reached his belly and I carressed it slowly, feeling my babies. Locking my lips with his, I felt complete, happy and ready to a hard day.“You be safe too. I’ll come back around 7pm, don’t putt a lot of effort on things and rest a lot okay? I’ll call you.” He nodded and smiled. I felt relieved for having a happy Taemin right now and not the already usual moddy Taemin.Kissing his temple, I took the case on my hand and left, closing the door and making my way to my garage and then to my car. Today was kind of cold and foggy outside and it was threating to rain, but I was prepared. Also, I really didn’t need an umbrela.I guess that with so much that was going to happen today, I would have to stay all day in the office. Just my luck. Minho POV “I’m home….”The door closed by itself while I was taking my shoes off. My umma quicly came to me and took the shoes god know’s where because I was running so it stinks like…a lot. She is not the speaking type and what can I do to change that? Sometimes is quite nice, actually.My muscles ached and my hair was sticking to my skul. I still felt some sweat dripping on my back since I ran back home and some of them were already dry on my chest. I felt discusting. How could I have presented myself like that to Onew? God I’m such a dork.I jogged up the stairs to my room where I picked some work clothes. When I was already ready to leave, my bedroom’s door opened in a rush, a panting Jonghyun appearing.“What’s up?”“Minho you have to help me!” Jonghyun threwed himself to the floor, kneeling in front of me, hands in front of his head in a formal pleading way. I sighned loudly and shiffted the weight of my body to another leg.“What now?”“You have to tell her you’re my boyfriend.” He wispered, but of course I heared. This wasn’t unusual so I just kept my poker face on, wanting some reasons for me to do that again.“It’s a she this time?”“Yes! In the beginning she was terribly cute and sweet but then she became the devil! It’s worse than a girl on her period! Dude, you’re my best friend! You have to help me! Please!” I sighned and sat on the bed for a few seconds, just to get up again quicly, remembering I was sweating bullets. I shook my head at the same time Jonghyun looked up to me.“Minho?”“And why do you have to use me as your boyfriend? Haven’t you learnt your lesson? If someone after this finds out we’re only friends, you’re in a huge trouble.”“I know, I know, but this time is different okay? You just call her, tell her to stay away, say how much you love me and that I got you pregnant or something and that we’re moving to America. Then she will go after us and we’ll never see her again.” Jonghyun said, after some time blinking like an idiot. His plans were always a huge fail, but if he knew I thought that, he would be hurt. And well, I love him. In a friend’s way.“And why do you believe she will follow us? That’s crazy Jjong.”“I just know it okay? Now can you please make the damn call?!”“Sure…” I sighned and dropped the clothes on my bed, making my way to the nearest payphone. Of course I’ll call from a payphone. You never know if the bitch has a phone traker or something. My best friend is a gentleman/beast, so he has who he wants. Boy or girl. And then, his boy or girl gets obssessed with him and then shit like this happens.And then there’s me. The me that goes through being his boyfriend when in reality I’m his only friend. Life is unfair when you live with a casanova guy . But now I only pretend to be his boyfriend when I don’t know his victim. Otherwise there can be problems, and I don’t want to get involved. I think I do enough for now.Well…. Thinking about what we do like this, really makes it seem even more akward than it really is.Sometimes I just hate Jonghyun. But it’s not fair in some way. A lot of people already hate him, so it would be awfull if his closest friend also hates him. He’s living with me because he has to hide from a guy that he messed up with. Well, not the man. His wife, I mean.Jonghyun got caught with his wife on a love hotel by the woman’s husband and the guy got pissed at him and now he is currently running a investigation towards Jonghyun. Well, who would guess that this guy was a cop, ah? Lucky Jonghyun is lucky.But even being chased by a cop that caught his wife sleeping with a 24 years old guy, Jonghyun still fucking goes out with more fucking woman and guys. He’ll never learns and he will probably die alone. Or in prision. There he won’t be alone.But enough about Jonghyun. What about me? I can’t have any girlfriend or boyfriend because Jonghyun likes to tease me in front of them. Because he has experience, he thinks he can do such things in front of my boyfriends or girlfriend. The last time I introduced him to my boyfriend, Jonghyun fucking kissed me and I never saw that guy again.Jonghyun calls it skinship. I call it torture. It depends on the point of view.My parents see it happening all the time and they do nothing. Jonghyun knows I hate it but he still continues to torture me in front of everyone because ‘My mad face is crazily cute’; his words, not mine.Sometimes I just wished to have a gun. HIIIIIIIIIIIII PEOPLE!! I'M FREACKING BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!! With a looooot of chapters!! Well... for me they are a lot of them xP And here comes the beloved drama that we allll like so much~~ I must say that i don't feel proud of it, but...it's okay, i guess. I won't write autor's note in the other chapters because i'm laaaaaaaaazy~~ And I just got back so back off.... no no no back in, back in! Read the chapter! eheheh