Title: You are my pet -2min[ 1/ ?]

Pairing : 2min,  jongkey

Rating : PG-13

Genre : fluff

Disclaimer : I do not own anything ^_^ inspired by You are my pet (korean version)
 
 It was snowing outside and the wind blew rather harshly. It hadn't  snowed all winter and it suddenly started in February. The snowflakes were dancing in the air, they were displaying a beautiful waltz, with their sparkling  whiteness. Everything was covered in white, it was such a beautiful sight.  
 
But Minho didn't thought that. Since he was a responsible adult, with chores, , attorneys to take care of, cases to pull through. He cursed the weather forecast for  being wrong again. Damn it,  did  this look like rain to them? The road is ing frozen and he didn't even put his winter wheels and he hoped he wouldn't meet the cops or get into an accident. The road was blocked as usual, he wasn't the only one that  was caught off guard. The cars were  moving slowly, and damn it this day  couldn't get any worse. 
 
When he finally arrived home, after three  hours spent in the traffic, he  just couldn't wait to take a hot bath and finish his assignments and papers that was waiting for him on his desk.   
 He parked his car and hurried on the stairs, and as he was fishing his key from his pocket he caught a glimpse of a cartoon box in which were o a bunch cloth and fabrics. He really had to talk with their neighbors about disposing their garbage.  
  
Everything went smooth, just as he planned, a few hours later he finish all his papers and all that was left was to print his assignment, but it looked like this day could indeed get worse, since he was out of paper. Luckily the store nearby was opened until until 12 o'clock. So he grabbed his jacket and hurried outside.  

 It seemed that fate just wanted to play with Minho today. As he got back, snowflakes covering his from head to toe, hands cold, he searched for the key. A little sneeze broke the silence as Minho responded from instinct " Get well" and someone mumbled " Thank you" and he coughed after.  
 He entered his apartment , walked a few steps, thought for a second as he just comprehended what just happened, and hurried back again opening the door with a loud thud.   
  
" Don't you know this is a private property?" he started accusingly he kind of startled the little this as it was trembling  feverly in the box. 

 " I'm sorry sir, I didn't know. I was just staying here for the night, since I don't have anywhere to go to." he responded voice trembling 
 
"  And what do you think this is? A shelter? Go outside and look for one" 

" That's from where I'm coming Sir. I've just turned 19, so I can't stay there anymore." 
 Minho sighed.  
 
" Fine , you may stay here.  " 

He   his heels and closed the door. And another thought came in his mind and for the second time he ran opening the door. 
 
" Say... are you sure you're fine out there?"  

" Yes, Sir, thank you for the question" he answered, coughing fervently.  
 
Minho looked at the thing and his heart  melted a little. He seemed harmless, he didn't want to have this guy on his conscience, what if he  would see his frozen to death tomorrow.  
 
" Would you like to come in? I have a spare bed." he tried. 

" No Sir, I don't want to bother you. I'm fine here" and he sneezed. 

 " Are you sure you don't want to? It's rather cold here..." 

" No, thank you Sir, I don't want to be of any bother to anyone." 
 
' Do as you please"  

And as he closed the door for the third time, he ran to it again frustrated, mumbling something indistinguishable. He took the the box in which the boy was staying. The later was startled, but didn't have the time to say anything as he found himself in a large cozy living room.  

" You'll stay here for the night" Minho announced. " I don't want the neighbors to think that I trow you away or something" 
 The little took of his furry hat and oversized jacket and Minho was caught aback by the sight in from of his eyes. He was speechless, looking with awe at the boy in front of him as he bowed politely and thank him saying he was kind and that God with bless him for his gesture. 
 For a moment, the later caught small glances at the handsome man in front of him not knowing what do say or do, waiting politely to be instructed.  
 
" Oh.. you... you can go and take a shower. Are you hungry? I'll make you something." 
 
" No, there's no need" but soon enough his stomach grumbled and Minho chuckled.  
 
" The bathroom is at the end of the hall, and you'll find the towers beside he shower on the table.  I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything" he sad with a smile on his face. 
 
A few minutes later, the small boy entered the kitchen with a  loose tower hanging around his hips, as clutched on the other towel that hang on his shoulders, trying not to expose too much skin.  
Minho coughed at the view, as the later looked worried at him. 

" Are you ok Sir?" 
 
He dismissed everything with his  hand as he regained his composure. But for the entire time the petite guy ate pleased, giving Minho small smiles, praising his cooking, he couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the guy's  milky white skin, as small drops of water that didn't evaporate yet made it sparkled. He was slim and his abdomen just left your mouth agape.  

 " I'm finished" he announced, a large smile spread of his face. 
  
Minho snapped out of his awe and scurried up.  

"  I'll show you your bed then. " He walked down the hall with the boy fallowing him, the tower was touching the ground while he made petite steps, running rapidly to catch Minho, clenching on the other tower. 
 
" Here it is. Oh, and I'll give you some pajamas. "  

He handed them to the boy and they said their goodnights. Minho scurried in his office printing his work, unfortunately he found a lost paper on the ground and since he wasn't quite sleepy he thought he should finish it too before he went to sleep.  
 Meanwhile, the petite boy couldn't quite fall too sleep. The sheets were warm and smelt like the ocean combined with the  tickling breeze of the mountain trees. The room was big, too big for his liking, since he wasn't used to so much space. He used to sleep with 20 children in a single room, cramped together in 10 beds. He rolled on one side of the bed, and then the other, until he was caught up in the sheets and couldn't  get them loose. He struggled a little and hopped town the bed, seeing the light from the hall, he jumped his way until he sought Minho's office. The man was too occupied to acquaintance the boy's presence so the later wanted to get closer but as he was entangled in the sheets he fell on the floor the loud thud waking Minho to reality. 
 
"Are you ok?" he jumped off his seat, helping the young one. 
 
" You know... it's unhealthy to stay up late at night" he murmured, massaging his head.  
Minho couldn't help but chuckle at the cute sight in front of him. The sheets were sprawled all over the floor as the boy cutely frown, displeased by the slight pain,. His pajamas were cute loose, so Minho could see the boys shoulder, skin like silk, white as milk, he bit his lip and hurriedly helped the later to get up, tucking him in bed again. 
 
" Are you going to sleep too?" he murmured, sleep was finally taking over his eyes. 

" I am. Don't worry about me" Minho smiled, the boy's caramel hair gently. 

" Now?"  

" Now." 
"
Ok then.." he mumbled, blinking. " By the way... thank you for letting me sleep here.. umm.. excuse me but what's your name?"sleep crept with every sound he  said.,his eyes were now shut, breath steady. 

" Minho. Choi Minho." he murmured, the later's hair. " And you are...?" he left the question hanging in the air, guessing that he'll find out tomorrow., but after a few minutes as he stood up the boy murmured. 

" Taemin.. I'm Taemin." and he the other side deeply asleep. 
Minho couldn't help it, but smile widely as he went to the living room to sleep as he promised.  
 
 
 
 The next morning Minho woke up earlier than usual, he went on his usual jogging, took his shower, ate his breakfast and prepared a nutritional one for his quest, leaving a small note on the table " Good morning sleeping beauty, enjoy your breakfast."  
 Everything went on as usual, that until lunch when he met his friend Kibum.  

" What have you been up to?" the later asked as he caught the look in his eyes, placing his tray on the table. 

" I've worked till 1 o'clock, and got crammed in the traffic yesterday. Nothing much" Minho replied. 

" And with whom have you been till 1 o'clock?" 

" The papers, they've kept me company all night." he responded ironically. 

" Are you going to beat around the bush any longer? I know you've been with a guy. Don't lie.. It's written all over your face!" 

" I'll never get how you do that" he sighed. 

" Now spill" Kibum smiled pleased. 

" Well, I've found a guy yesterday in a box in front of my door. He's an orphan as he told me, so I took him in my apartment. " 

" So, you've adopted a stray dog?" 

" More like a puppy." Minho smiled at the reminisce of the boy. 

" And you're head over heels for him." a devilish grin spread on his face. " I definitely have to meet him today." he announced, not waiting for Minho's approval. 

" Wait I'm not.. and who says you can come over..." 

" Good, then it's decided. See you at five" he smiled sheepishly and stood up, leaving Minho without reply. 
 
 
When Key arrived in Minho's apartment, he was a little bit too excited for Minho's linking at the sight of the boy.  

" What an adorable little puppy you've got Minho. I wish I could find one at the corner of the street too. You're so cute, what's your name darling?  
"
T..Taemin Sir..." the boy replied, taken aback.  

He was just sitting in the sofa, watching TV, waiting for Minho to come back so he could  say goodbye. He guessed it would have been impolite to just  leave like that, after all the warmth the man treated him with. Plus, the door was open and he didn't have the key to lock it, so he just couldn't life like this. What if burglars  came? So he convinced himself to stay, but his heart was skipping a beat every time he thought of the man who gave him a shelter, he really wanted to see him again, just for once.  
 
 " Key, you're scaring him"   Minho said annoyed, grabbing Key by his shoulder.  
 
The said man looked at Minho like he was some kind of pest with his deadly glare and Minho backed down, rolling his eyes. Then he directed his gaze at Taemin again all sunshine and jumped off the sofa announcing. 

" Are you hungry? Well, of course you are, it's time for supper after all, I'll prepare you a feast. Come on, you can help me cut the potatoes. " and he raised his hand for Taemin to take it. 
Minho just followed them around, watching them devastating his kitchen, chuckling at Taemin's clumsiness and awkwardness as he tried to cut the pates as Key instructed. Luckily Key has his eyes everyone and prevented Taemin from almost slicing off his finger, and  put him to do another task, to grater the cheese, this looked safer enough. Taemin looked so cute with his white apron, hair tucked in a ponytail as some of his bangs were hiding his beautiful sparkling eyes. Even so, the said boy managed to make grating cheese a death experience as he managed to grater a little bit of the skin from his finger. Key jumped out of his skin, and yelled at Minho to take the first aid kid, and take Taemin outside the kitchen, afraid he might get into another accident. 
 
"I'm sorry for what I did.. I didn't meant to..." 

 But Minho stopped him, cupping his cheeks, smile never living his face. 

" All done. " the later announced, as he made a bow at Taemin's bandaged fingers.  
And it was a perfect timing as Key announced the dinner was ready. It sure was fun the have his friend at his home again, ing around about table manners,  taking care of Taemin, giving his plenty of vegetables as the later refused to eat them. The atmosphere was lively and it felt so, so real and live really looked perfect.