I’m a person that doesn’t like anything in excess. Too much of anything is a low number. Maybe it is because I get tired of things –and people- easily or maybe it is because I’m an unreasonable person. Either way, I get tired of the old quickly, welcome the new in too quickly. Sitting in the class filled with people, I couldn’t help but think there was too many of them, too many voices, and too many laughs, too many complaints of tests, exams, and homework. It was just too much of everything and not enough of what I liked and actually wanted.

I walked dazed, not caring much as I strolled through the halls. I knew where I was heading and it didn’t matter much to me. Through the corner of my eye I saw him walking down the hall. I knew he saw me too, I could tell by how he was slightly hunched over and clinging to his books. But neither of us turned to say something to the other.

We didn’t make contact or greet each other. But it was enough to make me walk with a skip in my step. Yeah, he didn’t care enough to say anything or make a big deal out of it, but he got nervous, he reacted. That was enough. It wasn’t too much. He didn’t go too far with it, he did something expected. He kept me from being bored. I liked that. I smiled as I entered the cafeteria.

“Hyung~” Taemin chimed as he sat across from me at the lunch table. I drummed my fingers and hummed in response.

“Hyung seems distracted today. Maybe he’s thinking of someone he likes,” Taemin said teasingly. He had that little devilish glint in his eyes. I was unable to deny the smile that came to my lips.

“Taemin-ah seems very excited for tutoring today. Maybe he’s expecting someone he likes,” I shot back equally as teasing. Taemin laughed. It was wonderful how shameless our relationship was. It was always sad when I saw friends that always blushed and covered their faces in front of each other. I liked this comfortable feeling I had right now more than anything.

“Maybe I am. Maybe you’re expecting something too?” He said. His eyebrow raised while he stuffed some of his food into his mouth.

“I saw him today already. We didn’t say hi or anything. But it’s love. I swear,” I laughed easily. Taemin sighed that tired sigh he always did when I said things like that.

“Don’t count you chickens before the eggs hatch, hyung~,” Taemin hummed. Even more food piled into his mouth. I sighed, wow, this kid can eat.

“Look, I know this, but Try being positive!” I exclaimed in exasperation.

“I know you know, hyung. It’s just cute seeing that annoyed expression on your face,” He giggled again. I groaned and stole some of his banana milk. He glared at me but didn’t snatch the drink back.

“Tell me about the guy,” I said while taking a sip. A smile broke out across Taemin’s face.

“He’s older. He’s an art student at the university,” Taemin had that dreamy look in his eyes.

“Ew. He’s one of those poetic, hippy guys. I didn’t know you liked guys that didn’t bathe and had beards,” said while scrunching up my nose.

“He’s not like that, hyung! He’s very clean and he’s not a hippie!” He said quickly, defending the guy.

“Wow, you’re already defending him like a girlfriend does!” I said and chuckled. Taemin tried to glare at me, but instead he ended up looking down at his food and smiling softly. He always looked pretty like that. Taemin had that sweet look to his face, his big eyes and pointed chin made him look girly and cute. To me, he always looked like a pretty, Lolita girl. I guess, some guys –and girls- must find that attractive.

I found it endearing, but not much more than that. He was just like a little kid. His features were just so soft and delicate that I felt like he was going to fall apart. I couldn’t stand having to tiptoe around someone like that.

Onew hyung, he wasn’t that way. There was a womanly presence to him. It obviously wasn’t in his grace, his clumsiness wouldn’t allow for that. But, he was womanly in the sense of his personality and… shape. Shape was a good word for it, maybe form could fit too? His personality was soft and shy, he had that natural bashfulness. It reminded me of kittens and bunnies. He was fluffy on the inside. But, I couldn’t say there was much difference in his exterior either. He was unexplainably sweet on the outside as well with his large smile and fluffy hair. However, initially it was his form, his womanly shape, which drew me to him. Unlike Taemin’s thin, girly and childish frame, Onew had meat on his bones –in the best way possible. He had curves. His stomach was nice and flat and it wasn’t muscular like a man’s. His hips were larger than most and they curved nicely into his legs. His thighs were soft and thick, I liked how they touched while he stood.

It took me awhile to realize that Taemin was standing and waving his hand in my face to get my attention. I blinked a few times and stood, unaware of my surroundings. It was too loud now. Too many people were bustling around.

“Hyung, go to class now,” Taemin said while smiling.

“Last class today,” I said out loud.

“You know what that means,” Taemin said with a smile. We exchanged looks.

“Who’s calling who?” I asked.

“I’ll call you this time!” Taemin said joyfully, he skipped a bit as we walked out of the cafeteria with the rest of the crowd of students.

“When should I expect your call?”

“I get out of tutoring at like… 5 and he said he’ll pick me up right after. So, I don’t know. What if he takes me somewhere, hyung, like he did before?” Taemin had a mixture of nervousness and excitement on his face. His mouth spread in a mixture of a grimace and a smile. I patted his shoulder with a smile.

“Just be charming like always.” I said doing my best grin. Taemin smiled back, the grimace part of his expression slipping away.

“You have to be charming too, hyung! Our love lives depend on this!” Taemin said seriously. It was cute how he was open about our obvious ploys to get boys.

“Nope, I don’t need to be just charming. I need to be lucky too!” I said with a laugh as we parted ways. Taemin turned right and I turned left.

Sitting in a classroom and not paying attention was so hard. I sighed softly and looked at the clock on the wall. Then I looked out the corner of my eye and saw him sitting there. I sighed softly. He was attractive. Onew hyung was in good lighting today. I loved days when it was cloudy like this. He sat next to the window, when it was cloudy; the light framed his face so perfectly. His long hair would curl around the nape of his neck and ears. He glasses wouldn’t reflect light so I could watch as his eyes focused and squinted on what was written on the board.

Today, however, hyung wasn’t paying attention to the board or the teacher like he usually did. He just sat and wrote in his notebook. His eyes trailed across the paper and he smiled gently to himself. Everything he did was so gentle. It made me want to scream.

I felt so undeniably gay looking at him like this. My fingers brushed my lips as I thought back to the day before. He had kissed me first. That counts as something. But, what if he was just curious? Just testing a simple brush of our lips to see how it would feel. I was coming on pretty strongly to him. I sighed to myself.

But, I couldn’t help but feel as if he did like me. Not out of cocky vanity and expectance that he like me, but the look he gave me held an undeniable need for me to want to kiss him back. The way he looked at me was almost begging. He looked like he just wanted –truly needed- for me to just accept him for what he was doing. He was kissing a boy.

I felt hopeful from that thought. In that moment, I felt almost guilty looking at him like this. I felt bad just for freely loving and adoring him even if he might not want it. I never gave him a hopeful pleading glance. I never asked permission to digest every detail of his face and body and love all those details. But when he gave me just a gentle little kiss, he pleaded to me with his eyes, not to be kissed back and to be loved, but to be simply allowed that one kiss. Even though it is a bit of a contradiction, in that moment, instead of taking back all my feelings I never asked for permission to have, my feelings of love and adoration grew stronger.

When the bell rang, I stood slowly, looking at my soft hyung. He gathered up his papers, organizing them with a smile. When he looked up, I was standing a foot away from him. His mouth formed into a small circle of surprise, but he quickly smiled at me with that loop-sided grin he always wore.

“Hi~” He cooed at me.

“Hey, hyung,” I said. I was unsure of what to say, or of what I wanted to say, for that matter.

“School’s over…” he said softly, watching as the other students were filing out of the classroom.

“Oh.. yeah.. I guess it is,” I said, mentally slapping myself for saying something so dumb. I reminded myself once again that I had to be charming and that my love life depended on this. Taemin’s face glaring at me came into play in my mind. I sighed softly and Onew looked at me with a bit of concern on his face.

“Hyung, do you mind if I got to your house today?” I said boldly. I was tired of feeling like I was wasting his time. I tried to be forthcoming and straightforward.

“Of course I don’t mind! I was hoping you’d come actually,” He said just as straightforward. We walked out of the school together and started the trek to his house. We laughed and talked a lot. About halfway there, when the streets were sparse of people and it was more secluded, I felt Onew’s hand bump against mine. At first, I thought I imagined it. But, I felt his soft fingers grip against mine shyly. I squeezed his hand a little harder. We didn’t say anything about it and continued our conversation like nothing was going on. We just kept doing what we were doing and didn’t say anything about how our hands were swinging in between us in unison.

I decided right then that being straightforward would be my new love tactic. It was also right then that I realized when speaking of tactics, it made love seem like a war.

I also decided I would have to discuss this new war plan with Taemin. Our love lives depended on this afterall.

(A/N): Ohai~. I would just like to say thank you to any new subsribers this story has, as well as all the old ones. It's Nice that you would do that and support this story, whether it be silent or not. I really appreciate it. Let's be friends and happy. Live nicely, okay? Also, I like comments. I think they're really cute. I'm not sure if you guys even like what I write? Do you prefer 2min or Jongyu? Next update will probably focus on 2min. I want to balance them out and have a bit of each in every chapter. So, tell me what you think! What you like and what you don't too!

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