Why, Hello Miss-- ter?!
Description
Lee Jinki: The naiive mama's boy who believed in love at first sight. Lee Taemin: The cross-dressing pickpocket who has major trust issues.
{{ - L e e J i n k i - }}
- Mama's boy
- Naiive
- A "try-hard"
{{ - L e e T a e m i n - }}
Cross-dresser -
Distrusts people, especially men -
Pick pocket -
When the two unexpectedly encounters each other, what is bound to happen?
Pairing: OnTae (Onew & Taemin from SHINee) I don't own them, but the idea is mine. And maybe a lil bit of JongKey fluff on the side. This story is cutesy, fluffy and whatnot~~!! lolol
THIS STORY IS USUALLY IN ONEW/TAEMIN'S POV. I will usually point out when it's Taemin's pov, but if not, then it's Onew's. Just wanted to point that out.
LOL new story already? I should finsih my other ones first.... LOOOOL I just couldn't help it, this story has been on my mind for ages. I just never got around to starting it. I think I'm writing this fic out of just pure entertainment. I've been thinking of a number of upsetting/dramatic fics and I just need a breather lolol
Foreword
I, Lee Jinki, am a mama’s boy. I always listened to what my mother said, and carefully applied her lessons into my daily life. The most important lesson that my mother taught me was how to be a gentle man. I was taught that girls must be treated with the utmost respect and that men should treat them right because they are the greatest treasures in life. “You must always treat a lady with care!” She nagged- er- I mean, told me.
So I grew up treating people, especially women with care because- I mean, they’re the best thing in life right? Because of that, I was able to make many girl friends, but despite the fact that I was acquainted with many females, I never actually had any real experience when it comes to love. But my mama said that one day, that special woman will come into my life, maybe unexpectedly, but she said that I’ll know for sure that she’s the one.
And you know, I think I’ve met the one. She was absolutely perfect. She had curves of an angel, long slim legs, and beautiful blond hair (I assumed she was foreign). I just had to approach her because mama says that real men would make the first move when it comes to talking to women.
I walked closer to her, tapping on her shoulder, “Why hello miss-“ She turned around and I noticed something strange.
She turned out to be a… a he??
“Miss…ter?”
Mama never taught me what I should do when I fell in love with a man.
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