Do that girl ...?
Polly Depp Weasley

~My translation of my own fic~

- Amm, Mister...? - A female voice caught his attention. Despite its pronunciation would not be wrong, the accent was undoubtedly abroad. Key shook his bangs out of sight, looking right to a girl with black long hair, with a paper in his direction. Her eyes were green, white skin, and eyeglasses down the bridge of the nose. "What a cutie fan ..." he thought, before picking up the paper, ready for signing. Then he noticed that the paper had already something written in Korean. - Those girls out there asked me to deliver. They can’t get in, you know ...? - The woman spoke, smiling. Her Korean was really fluent, despite the weird accent.
- You're not a fan, so...? - He watched the little letter, giving a "bye-bye" to the hallucinated fans outside the glass door, protected by some guards.

- Oh,  I know you ... And your band. - She shrugged. - But I came here for work and did not expect to find you. My name is Kaline Pontes. - The brunette held out his hand, which Key squeezed, delicate.
- Kal In Hee? - He said, translating what he heard into his native language, what made her smile.

- If you want to call me "In Hee," you can. But that's not my name. - She showed the name on the badge and he chuckled. - Anyway, it was a pleasure to meet you, Kibum-ssi. Now I have to go into the studio. Annyeong.
Then she left, adjusting the backpack she wore on her back. She doesn’t looked like someone who’s famous, and he also did not know her. Then a cloud of people fell on top of her. Key could hear things like: "I'm your fan", or "take a picture with me." Something like "I read everything you wrote," and he could distinguish some words like "death" and "book". He shrugged and walked out the door of the photographic studio where he was being escorted by guards, who protected him from the fans.

When he arrived in the house where his other band mates were, he kicked off his shoes and got in quietly. He was tired of having taken so many photos to new magazine that he would appear, when he was greeted by a happy Jonghyun.
- Key, guess what! Our favorite movie is on TV in a half hour...! - The boy with light brown hair opened his big smile, almost closing his eyes. Key could not reciprocate.
- The Fox and The Hound? - The blonde asked, taking off his coat and holding it with one hand while also took the purse-wallet over his shoulder. - I can’t guarantee that I’ll watch it till the end, I'm tired for death.
- No problem. Starts in 20 minutes. Do you think you can take a shower before that? - Jonghyun could not hide his excitement.- Hm-rm. Where are the others? - Key asked, with his calm acquired by fatigue.
- Taemin and Minho left ... I Don’t know where they went. Onew is there in the kitchen, eating. And complaining that it hasn’t eaten good things enough ... - The other shrugged. - Anyway, I'll make popcorn and wait for you, okay?
Key smiled in response, climbing the stairs without greeting the leader.
After a quick shower, but relaxing, Key went downstairs to the room where he could see the silhouettes of his two friends talking. Onew was with his hair pointing to all directions , with eyes shut, but the big and constantly smile appearing. "There is someone with a prettier smile than his?", The newest thought, while his memory was invaded by images of smiling Jonghyun. He dispelled the images, with a slight smile on his face.

The moviewas almost in half. Key was trying to the maximum watch the film, but the tiredness do not left him. He noticed when Onew complained that the food they have in the house was junk and went in search for roast chicken. That was when the blond fell asleep in the lap of his hyung, and awakened a few minutes later, as if he should not have fallen asleep.
- It's okay, Key, you can go back to sleep. - Jonghyun spoke with a hoarse voice. Key shivered, staring hard at his friend, who smoothed his hair affectionately.
- But I wanna be with you, hyung ... - Key said. He wasn’t thinking very well because of being sleepy.
- You are with me, Bummie, but you are too tired. Let's go to your bed. - Jonghyun stood Key up to sit beside him and smiled. - Wanna jump up in my back? I can carry ...
- Jongie ... - Key called, and before the other could answer, a half-drunk sleepy Key had broken all the distance between them and given him a kiss on the lips.
Jonghyun’s dark eyes opened wide, scared, but he could not rule out the newest. In fact, his whole body shook.
Key came back for his spot, away from him, but not even had time to regret what he had done. Before that, he slept like a rock.

To be continued...

A/N.: Sorry for my bad english. I'm brazilian.