My whole life
I just read too many Fanfics
Umm hello again!!!....I've got nothing else to say. :P
Me and Taemin returned to the dorm. Taemin quickly threw off his converses and jacket, not bothering thet the jacket landed on me, and ran to sit beside Minho on the coach, who was now watching TV. The maknae then hurridely drank two cartons of banana milk. After that he without warning stood up pulling Minho up with him. I saw Taemin measure how much Minho was taller than him with a ruler. I barely heard him curse under his breath band say something about 6 centimetres before he ran into mine, Minho's and his room. Minho didn't move. I chuckled at his reaction.
"Key, did you buy chicken?" - Onew's head suddenly popped up before me.
"Omo! Hyung, don't scare me like that. And chill! We bought two whole chickens and a bucket of roasted chicken legs." - Onew grabbed the bags from me and started searching through them. I looked around the room. No sign of Jonghyun. Was he even here?
"Hyung, say, where is Jonghyun?" - I tries to act as if I didn't care but actually the curiousity was killing me.
"He is in his room" - Minho answered for Onew - "By the way what happened? He went to catch up with you and Taemin but then returned in a bad mood alone" - Minho's eyes searched my expression but I tried to stay emotionless.
"I didn't see him. Maybe he didn't find us. Why did he want to search for us anyway? Jonghyun's not a fan of grocery shopping"
"Well Onew joked that you and Taemin went on a date instead of grocery shopping and Jonghyun went to check."
"I see. Onew is really something!" - I tried to laugh but it came out as a nervous chuckle. Minho looked at me, suspision written on his face. I turned away and walked towards onew's and jonghyun's room.
"Why are you searching for him anyways?" - Minho you curious bastard!
"He asked me to buy some sweets for him" - I answered hoping my voice didn't shake.
" Oh really? I think he alredy has the sweetest thing in the world" - Minho threw me a meaningful look and went back to watching TV,
I gulped and slowly turned away from the rapper. I came face-to-face with the door. I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. No answer. I slowly opened the door and peeked in. Jonghyun was lying on the bed and listening to music in his headphones. He looked at me and took of his headphones.
"Jjong I bought you candy" - I smiled.
"Don't want it."
"What? What do you mean?" - What the hell.
"Exactly what I said. I don't want the freaking candy." - he was definetely annoyed.
"And what am I supposed to with it?'
"Give it to your favorite Taemin. You blove him sooo much" - Jonghyun made a scowl and rolled his eyes.
"But-"
"Leave. I want to be alone."
"What?" - was he kicking me out?
"Leave." - he put on his headphones.
I stood there awkwardly for a while before turning away and quietly leavind the room. I needed to think about all this. I looked around. The kitchen was occupied by Onew, the living room - by Minho, my room - by Taemin. I signed and turned left to exit to the roof.
It was sure cold especially without a jacket. But that wasn't the coldest thing I came across.
Why was Jonghyun so cold to me? Was he jealous? Of the hug? But me and him were best friends. Why would he be jealous? Unless he...
He liked me.
People don't always have control over their thoughts. When I started thinking about our relationship I never thought I would come to this conclusion.
Suddenly I caught a glimpse of my reflexion in a puddle. I was smiling. Why was I smiling. Did the thought of Jonghyun liking me make me that happy. Did I like the idea of us... being together. I am not gay, but I am not strictly straight either. I think for me all that matters is that I love that person, and that person loves me, and it doesn't matter what gender the person is.
To tell you the truth when I first saw Jonghyun I almost fell for him. He was so good-looking, so funny, so charismatic. I couldn't help but feel at least a bit attracted. But I never thought he would like me. But now that I think about it, whenever I had any skinship with the other members, Jonghyun would become mad or ignore me.
One time when we were having a photoshoot Minho took my hand and put it on his heart. Jonghyun was mad at me for no reason the whole day after that.
Another time on Hello Baby Onew started tickling and touching me. Jonghyun ignored me for three days.
And then while we were performing Lucifer, Taemin almost kissed me. Jonghyun was in a bad mood for a week.
Before I thought that he was jealous because he was my best friend and didn't want me to bond with anyone else but now I had doubts. I mean lately he had been really touchy. I used to think it was just fanservice. But what about the times he hugged me and held my hand in private. That wasn't for the fans. That was for his own pleasure.
"Key" - I turned around and saw Jonghyun standing before me. - "It's time to eat dinner."
I smiled - "Thanx"
"Omo, why are you without your jacket. You must be freezing" - I was about to protest when he suddenly came to me and hugged me, putting one of his hands on my waist and the other placing my head on his shoulder.
"jJONG..." - I called him. He didn't move. I didn't move either. We just stayed in that position although me being taller than him made it a little awkward. DRINK SOME MILK, YOU STUPID DINO!!!
Suddenly I remembered what our manager told my mom when she came to visit."Those two are inseparatable. They are always together." Jjong smiled at that time and answered "Don't worry, Mrs. Kim, Kibum is safe in my hands."
I smiled at the memory.
"Jjong?" - I called him again. He slowly released me from his grip but held on to my hand.
"Let's go" - He smiled and led me inside where everybody was already eating. Me and Jjong sat down on our usual places, together. I saw Minho glare at me and then start feeding Taemin on the opposite side of the table. What a weird guy! Onew was having romantic date with his chicken leg on the couch.
We finished eating and Taemin was supposed to wash the dishes. But luckily for him Minho volunteered to do it with him. I wonder what's wrong with him - he has been giving me cold stared through the whole meal. It was even ruining my appetite.
Jjong didn't let go of my hand once and it kinda felt nice. I was happy he wasn't mad at me anymore. I wanted to ask him why he was so cold to me before but figured out that he wouldn't like to talk about it. When it was getting late we decided to go to bed. Me, Minho and Taemin headed to our room while Jonghyun and Onew headed to theirs. Minho was still ignoring me and I had no idea why. When Minho left for the bathroom, I decided to ask Minho about the rapper's odd behavior.
"Taemin-ah, is it just me, or is Minho avoiding me. I feel like some sort of crocodile"
"Minho? I didn't notice anything. Maybe he is worried about Jonghyun."
"Ahh... I see.... Wait! J-Jonghyun? Why do you think that Minho is worried about him?" - THE HELL!!!
"Well before he was asking me about Jonghyun, you know when we were grocery shopping." - AHHH! Minho you pabo. Why are you so curious?!?!
"And what did you tell him?" - Please tell me you didn't tell him the truth.
"Umm. that Jonghyun came when I was hugging you and then left." -#^@*&^BJKSMJT
"Oh. I see." - Aish Taemin. Umma should teach you how and when to lie.
Minho came out of the bathroom, glared me and went to bed. Taemin followed. I stood there like a cactus and didn't know what to say. Minho was just as confusing as the stupid dinohead. As if my life wasn't hard enough.
Well never mind. I have my whole life to figure everything out.
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