"Hyung!"

Taemin jumped onto Minho's back, glad he was back from filming his commercial.

It was a gross, icky commercial that involved Minho topless, some lady, and perfume.

Taemin hated that commercial.

Hated how some woman got to touch his hyung.

Hated how cool Minho had been in accepting the offer.

He buried his face in Minho's shoulder, digging his fingernails into his back.

"Hyung. Hyung. Hyung. Hyung."

Minho looked over at the boy, still clinging on to him and chuckled, "Lee Taemin, hold on any tighter and I think you'll permanently stick us together. I was only gone a couple hours.."

I want us to stick together hyung... forever.

"MINHO!!" Onew came running towards the two, stopping when he saw Taemin.

"Yah, Taemin." Onew whined, tugging on the edge of the boys shirt, "Let go so I could get a hello hug too."

"No! Never! I'm not letting go! Ever!"

Onew smiled as he Jonghyun creep into the room.

"What if Jongiee Hyung wanted to give Minho a hug?" Onew asked.

"No! Not even Jong Hyung can make me let go."

Suddenly Jonghyun jumped up, "Boo!" and then proceeded to tickle Taemin.

"JONGHYUN!" Taemin pouted, now on the ground, glaring up his elder.

"Hey! Stupids! Shut up!" Key walked into the room in all his Diva-ness.

"We have to get ready for the concert tonight. If my complexion get's ruined because of the stress you guys are giving me." Key crossed his arms, looking at each of them, "You pabos are dead."

The crowd was even more energetic tonight, mostly because Jonghyun kept making kissy faces at the girls.

Look over here. Almost. Almost. Just a little more. Damn. Stupid Hyung. Can't you see? I'm dancing my hardest, my best. All for you. And you're not even watching.

I hate you. I hate you, Hyung. I hate you.

"Thank you everyone! Goodnight!" Onew shouted into his microphone, smiling.

"Remember, Bling Bling loves you all." Jonghyun shouted, earning a glare from Key.

Taemin bowed and ran off stage.

I hate him, I hate him so much.

The four elder members of SHINee watched their maknae dart offstage. Worry filled each of them, but comprehension was only found in the 'Mom', Key.

"Onew.." Key whispered, "Make up a reason why he left."

"I'll go check on him."

"Um... I'm sorry about that..." Onew looked around nervously, "You see..."

"Um... Key and Taemin... had to go to.... The bathroom."

Minho smiled, but rolled his eyes. Jonghyun... -face palm-

They three waited outside of the dressingroom, trying to listen in on what Key and Taemin were talking about.

Key stepped out and sighed at their obvious attempt to hide what they were doing.

"He wants to be left alone."

"I'll cheer him up, with my hap-" Onew started... But stopped after being given disapproving looks..

"Fine... It's just me and my chicken. They ALWAYS approve of my ideas."

As the other members walked on, Minho stayed behind, filled with concern for his dongsaeng.

"Taemin." He knocked on the door, not expecting a response, but tried anyway.

Minho then proceeded to enter the room, his heart sank at the sight.

The maknae was on the cough, sobbing and refusing to make eye contact.

Minho cleared his throat, "Lee Taemin."

No response.

Feeling completely awkward just standing there, Minho began to walk towards the door.

"I hate you."

That stopped him. The weak, strained voice of his younger caused his head to spin.

What?

"I hate you hyung! You're so stupid! I hate you!"

Minho looked at the boy, and slowly walked towards him.

"Taemin?"

"I'm always here! Why don't you ever see me? Instead, you go out of your way to talk to pretty noonas!" His voice broke, "What am I to you hyung? Tell me... Please... What am I?"

Minho sat down and took the sobbing boy into his arms, patting his back as the maknae continued to try to speak between breaths.

"Shh.. Calm down now."

Minho rocked him back and forth, and started to hum.

"I -hiccup- hate you -hiccup- hyung -hiccup hiccup-"

If only the boy knew.. If only he knew how he cared for him.

Watched him from the sides, silently cheering him on.

How he felt proud every time he accomplished something.

How his heart sank every time he called him. How he wanted to be there.

 To hold him just like this.

If only the silly boy knew...

How much he loved him....

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