No One Understands
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Drabble from The Bonded universe. Jonghyun/Minho.
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Fic from the Bonded verse. Timed AFTER fic. Please read The Bonded Series before continuing. Forever in the mood for Jongho now... XD ------------------------------- "Get OFF of me!" a woman screeched. "Please hold still.." Minho meekly begged. They were in a bar, and she had been the one other occupant of the little place. Jonghyun had torn the bartender to pieces, and for once left Minho the "easy" prey. It wasn't that Minho wasn't stronger than her - by a lot - it was that there was no possible way, he thought, for him to hold all of her limbs at once. So he was trying to hold both her arms, and bite into her as she wiggled around for freedom. Until Jonghyun stepped in front of them, grabbed hold of the woman's head, and twisted her neck. Instead of making fun of Minho for being an awkward failure as he usually might have, he just sighed and sat on one of the barstools. Minho stared at him with round, wide eyes for a moment - and then decided he was better off eating while the blood was still warm. He tore into the woman's shoulder, noisily blood out of her. Jonghyun put his head down on the bar, pouting his thick lips at nothing particular as he listened to Minho finish off his daily human. It seemed like too long of a moment before Minho sat down on the stool at Jonghyun's side, quiet and waiting. If he were to start a conversation with the older vampire, it would almost surely end in somehow annoying Jonghyun. That's how it seemed to be since he'd first been 'born' just a little more than a week ago. If Jonghyun wasn't being plain grumpy, he was enjoying teasing Minho for things that Minho really had no control of. Now he just seemed sad. But there really wasn't anything Minho could do about that in any case. Which is why naturally, Jonghyun turned his head just to glare at Minho. "Aren't you going to ask me what's wrong?" "Um.." Minho raised a brow and thought carefully, searching for the right answer. The truthful answer, of course, was 'no'. The 'right' answer would be the one that didn't end in him getting his feelings hurt... Jonghyun huffed and put his head down again, "No, I guess you wouldn't care." "It's not that I don't care." Minho insisted, and was at least truthful about that. Jonghyun was pretty much all he had - why wouldn't he care?" "It's not that I miss Key, exactly." Jonghyun said defensively, before even stating his problem. "It's that I miss the life that Key and me had. I mean, we never felt like we depended on each other or anything, even if we kinda did. Besides, the real problem is that I can't move on. You know? I mean, if I'm bonding with someone and turning into Onew. But if the only vampire I can hang around safely is you, I mean.. . You're not even that fun to pick on any more. It's getting old." Minho tried not to smile. He really didn't understand much of what Jonghyun said, just getting the jist that he was lonely - which of course was nothing to smile about. But the last part sounded great. Jonghyun sighed, lifting his head again. "Forget it." He was starting to get out of the barstool, and Minho put his hand on his shoulder. "I think it's a little lonely too." Minho said softly, and then his hand slipped away. "I'm sorry that I'm boring." "It's not like you're boring, okay?" Jonghyun turned more fully to Minho, "It's just hard having one friend when I used to have like... six hundred." "Six.. hundred?" Minho was asking as he watched Jonghyun jump out of his chair. "That's right," Jonghyun announced, "I was damn popular before I got caught up with.. well.. before there was all this ." "That does sound lonely." Minho said, and also stood up, looking down at his vampire sunbae. "So, how come everyone we meet who seems to know you seems to hate you?" "No one likes what they don't understand." Jonghyun muttered, walking to the front doors. "Me and you, Minho. No one understands us." Jonghyun had just started to open the door, and Minho was ready to follow him out. Then Jonghyun saw a familiar woman on the sidewalk and hurriedly stepped back, grabbing Minho's wrist as he turned around and enthusiastically said, "Back door!" |
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