Turns out Taemin was more then cute. Taemin was freaking adorable. Though Minho didn't see him much, when he did the other would be doing something simple but in the cutest way. Like right now they were in class, the teacher lecturing and everyone had a bored expression on their faces and then there was Taemin, staring out the window, head tilted into his palm and foot tapping softly to a non-existed beat. His camera placed in front of him looking oddly unnatural without being around the young boy's neck. This was their second and last class they had together and he tried to make the best out of them now that he realized Taemin was in these classes.

"Mr.Choi could you tell the class what's so interesting about Mr.Lee ?" 

A blush graced across Minho's face and he sputtered out an answer which the class laughed at before proceeded. No one noticing the pink splattered across Taemin's cheeks.

When the class ended Taemin stuffed his things in his bag and grabbed his crutches before standing up. A hand swiftly grabbed his bag before he could and he looked up to those wide eyes of Minho.

"Come on I'll walk you to your next class." the older said and Taemin could only follow because the taller gave him no chance to deny. They walked the hallways in silence and Minho tried to think of ways to spark up a conversation before they reached Taemin's class. Looking at the younger he just watched as his hair bounced in a fluffy way with each step and that was just so cute that Minho could die of rainbows and fluffy bunnies.

A tug on his sleeve brought him out of his thoughts and Minho looked down to see Taemin looking him in the eyes before a blush spread across his cheeks and he looked down. Bangs covering his face. Was it legal to be this cute ? Because Minho swore he would die by this. Taemin though, just took his bag, wrapping it around himself with a bit of struggle before giving Minho a small bow and entering his class. The bell rang and Minho cursed to himself. His class was on the other side of the school.

Taemin though was in smiles the whole class because Minho was sweet and Taemin wasn't used to such sweetness for he never got it. His father was caring and Kyuhyun was full of rage. Those two things didn't mix well at all. And when one wasn't without the other it was ten times worse. Because Taemin couldn't handle the sad looks his father gave him and he couldn't even began to fathom what would happen if he began to fight back Kyuhyun. Because the older was a sadist. And he'd thrive on Taemin's struggle. The only reason why he kept coming back was because though broken, Taemin was an empty slate. So Kyuhyun was waiting until he fought back. Until he screamed, cried, begged for mercy.

Taemin's nails dug into his palm at that thought. He wouldn't give Kyuhyun what he won't. No matter how much his dearest brother wanted it.

"Taemin are you alright ?" his teacher asked in a soft voice and Taemin looked at her confused. "You're crying." her voice was hushed so the near by students wouldn't hear. Taemin looked down at his open book and noticed the smudged ink from his tear drops. Quickly wiping them away Taemin gave his teacher a nodd. He was alright, this pain was nothing. Though he shouldn't be so carelessly crying in public. That would start up rumors and rumors somehow always led to Kyuhyun.

The sound of the bell was the sound of an angel right now because he did not want to explain to his teacher why he was crying. He left without a sound and some students wondered if he was in class at all.

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An arm wrapping around his shoulder made Taemin want to flinch but he held it in and gripped his lunch tray tighter.

"Where are you going paparazzi ?" Kyuhyun asked. 

Taemin was a bit shocked because the older never advanced on him when they were in the public eye. His heart skipped a beat. What was the older up to ? A hand harshly gripped the back of his plaid shirt and began to steer him out of the cafeteria.

"Let's have a little chat Minnie. Hyung to dongsaeng."

"Could we have a chat also Hyung?"

The voice was like a savior sent from the heavens. Though the tightening of his shirt could only remind him that he was still in hell.

"What do you want ?" Kyuhyun asked switched to Korean.

"For you to let him go." Minho said lowly but his voice was clear.

"Why try to be a knight to someone lower then dirt kid ?" Kyuhyun asked annoyed.

"The only one lower then dirt is you. Let him go. Unless you want the whole school to see you get your kicked." Minho looked deadly in Taemin's eyes and Kyuhyun must of saw it as well because his grip loosed up enough for Taemin to move away from him as quick as he could on crutches.

Minho grabbed Taemin gently and Kyuhyun smirked as he watched his brother lean slightly towards the older.

"You've just met your biggest nightmare kid. Let's see how long it takes to break you." Kyuhyun said as he began walking out. He stopped at the door and let out a chuckle. "See you at home little brother."

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Once Minho was sure he was a good hundreds of feet away from the cafeteria, he let out all his strings of curses that were built up. He turned around and was met with the small fragile  looking Taemin and all his curses died out. The younger sat down on the bench and began to pick at his food. American food wasn't as healthy as Korean food was and he was still not used to eating all of it. Plus most meals didn't come with rice. What meal doesn't come with rice. Picking at the french fries Taemin froze a bit when Minho came and sat down next to him.

"Sorry about that." the older apologized. It took a moment and Minho thought he wasn't going to get an answer but Taemin did a small dip of his head and Minho knew he was forgiven. They ate their lunch in silence minus the sound of the wind rustling a few leaves surrounding them. It was until Minho couldn't take anymore that he spoke up.

"Are you hurt ?" The confused face Taemin had on made Minho had to speak again. "I mean the way he was tugging you looked pretty painful and I was wondering if you were hurting. Are you ?" 

Taemin shook his head and Minho nodded awkwardly at that. He was mentally cursing himself for even opening his mouth. Soon Taemin was done his meal and threw the plastic tray in the recycle bin before sitting back down. Minho watched him fiddling with his camera and his non broken foot was tapping softly onto the pavement.

The older of the two smiled. 

"What are you thinking ?" he asked and Taemin looked utterly surprised at that question before a small blush graced his cheeks and Minho almost cooed out loud. The younger just gently patted his cheeks as if to calm down the heat in them and looked everywhere but Minho.

"You're really cute you know that right ?"

And that's when Taemin's eyes snapped to his and they were a perfect shade of auburn but they were filled with something that Minho could only detect as pain and he couldn't help but frown at that. Before he could say anymore Taemin was already up with his crutches walking away.

Minho looked at him thoughtfully before he looked down. On his bag was a ripped piece of paper with scribbled writing on it. Attached to it was a small four leaf clover.

"Thinking of your safety."

Minho wouldn't admit it but the boy was dazzling.

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"He won't hurt me Jongie." Jinki said patting the younger on the head as he rested his head on his chest.

"Do I have to remind you that he tried to you." Jonghyun said tightening his hold on his lover.

"That ith true but he didn't. He said he wouldn't."

"And you believed him ?"

Jinki was quiet at that and he stopped playing with the buttons on Jonghyun's shirt. A sniffle made Jonghyun want to eat his words and he pulled his hyung closer towards him.

"Don't cry hyung. Please don't shed any tears baby I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I just don't like fighting. I hate fighting." Jinki said wiping the tears away before they could fall.

"I'm sorry." Jonghyun repeated and placed kisses on the older's temple. "Do you want to rest here ?"

"Ani. I have to go home today. Mother ith taking me to get my bracthes tighten." Jinki said sitting up from his comfortable position.

"Alright let me drive you home."

They road in the car in silence though Jinki gave Jonghyun a reassuring squeeze to their tangled hands and the younger smiled at him.

"See you tomorrow ?"

"Friday."

Jonghyun frowned at that but let Jinki kisses it away and he chuckled as the older kept giving him small pecks on his lips.

"You're adorable baby. Now get inside or else you won't be going anywhere tonight."

The smack was worth the blush that came with it. Giving Jinki one last kiss and hug he watched as his hug entered his house. Driving away he couldn't help but think all of the bad things that are happening so far. And he couldn't help but think what could he do to make them right again. Though it was all surrounding one person. Joon. He needed to get rid of him fast. Because a silent clock was ticking and he didn't know when time up.

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"Be sure to put on new bands when you are done eating." the dentist reminded Jinki for the third time that day and he nodded half heartedly as he just wanted to home because his mouth was beginning to ache again. His mother signed him out and they quickly entered the car.

"Umma I'm hungry." Jinki whined.

"Too bad you can't eat for an hour or so." his mother snickered.

"You are so mean to me." Jinki cried.

"What ? I show you nothing but love my sweet." Ms.Lee said smiling.

"If you loved me you would give me food."

"Guess I don't love you enough then."

They stopped at a near by shopping center and Ms.Lee gave him a few bills.

"Incase you see something you like. I have to go check in a few things for your cousins birthday party and your grandparents anniversary."

"Yes umma." Jinki said and they parted ways. Jinki spent about twenty minuets in the ToysRUs just playing with the toys before he got bored and moved to the instrument section. He passed a few flutes and guitars before he reached the keyboards and pianos. His fingers graced over a couple of the keys and he began playing tune to a pop song he had learned a while ago. Once he was finished the sound of clapping startled him.

Turning around Jinki tensed up.

"Joon."

"You play exceptionally well Jinki-yah."

The younger was quiet and he quickly got up when Joon moved closer towards him.

"I- I'll thream."

Joon raised an eye brow at that before he chuckled.

"This would be much easier if you didn't scream."

"Thith would be much eathier if you left me alone. We're in a ToysRUs for god thake."

"Yes but you're never alone when I want you to be."

At that Jinki's cell phone began ringing.

"See." Joon sighed. "That's why I can prepared. Now."

Darkness covered Jinki's sight before he could protest he was being gagged and dragged somewhere. His phone dropping in the process. The name Jonghyun flashing on the screen.

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