♥Chapter Twelve♥
♥A Ⓗeartfelt Ⓘnterview♥
~.~Chapter Twelve~.~
Minho yawned a bit, stretching his arms just a little as he felt the warmth of the sunlight beaming down on his skin. His head began pouding harshly, like someone was hitting him with a pan. A loud groan escaped his mouth as he placed his hand on his head. His expression was dissatissfied as he moved a bit. Why had he'd drunken so much? There were only small little piecese that popped into his head about last night and one in particular that caught his attention. His lips on Jonghyun.
"No." He whispered, touching his mouth lightly. As his hand gently touched his lips, his arm hit his chest. A questionable look wandered across his face. His head tilted downwards as his eyes gazed upon his bare chest. "What the hell."
Right then and there, the corner of his eye caught on side figure that lay with him in the cotton sheets. Jonghyun lay silently asleep, small little snores emitting from his mouth. His chest was to, bare as well. Minho immediatly made an uneasy face and slapped himself in his eye, shaking his head. This couldn't be true, this couldn't be right. Just to make sure that he wasn't misinterrperting the whole thing, he slowly lifted up the sheet that covered his lower body and looked through.
"Ai-Aigoo!" He hollered, but quickly covered his mouth once he saw Jonghyun stir. Again, his uneasy face plastered on as he remenisced on the situation he was in. Soon though, he calmed himself, by taking a deep breath. Maybe he was the only one in his situation. He nodded his head to that and slowly leaned on Jonghyun's side. Delicately with the tip of his finger, he lifted the cover, but soon saw something that he wasn't satisfied with.
"You having a good look." Came the all too fimilar voice. He jumped and let go of the sheet in a haste.
"Jonghyun." He gasped, going back to his side. Jonghyun had a huge smirk on his face and leaned towards Minho, who scooted over a bit, not too comfortable in the situation he was in.
"There's no need to do all that." Jonghyun cooed, getting closer after grabbing his arms. "I think we passed the embarrassing phase if you ask me." He laughed. There was no laughter coming out of Minho's mouth though.
"Jonghyun, I think you're just a too little confused based on last night, so let me make this clear. I was simply drunk and I haven't had a date in a while now ever since I dumped that girl. In other words, my body was desperate and you were the closest thing to me right at that moment and like I said I was drunk." He said all in one breath. It was almost as if none of his words went into Jonghyun's head, because all he did was shake his finger and etch Minho's body closer.
"That's what you think, but did you know that most of the time when a person is drunnk, their body and themselves tell the truth." He smirked. A deep sigh released out of his mouth in fustration. Something was telling him he wasn't going to leave that easily.
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Taemin walked down the sidewalk with his head down to the ground. Should he go to the cafe today? Or should he hang out somewhere else? That was just the thing though. There wasn't really a place he knew to go to except for the cafe. It was either that or his work on the computer with another book. Right now, that was the last thing that he wanted. He loved writing, but his editor was beginning to drive away his last nerve if he called with another question about Taemin's upcoming book. Suddenly, in a hard manner, his shoulder hit thatof someone else.
"Mianhe." They both said at the same time, as the other person dropped their cell phone. Taemin quickly bent down to pick it up.
"Taemin?" Came a fimilar voice. After grabbing the cell phone, Taemin looked up to find Onew looking at him. When their eyes met, the both of them smiled. Taemin stood up and handed the phone back to Onew.
"We really gotta stop meeting liket this." Taemin laughed, scratching the back of his head.
"Deh." He nodded. "Thanks." He wiggled his cell phone in the air for a second. "For picking this up."
"No problem."He nodded back.
"You on your way to the cafe?" He asked. Taemin tilted his head to the side, as if thinking for a moment.
"I'm not sure."
"Oh, I just guessed since you were headed towards that direction." Once he said that, Taemin looked around, only to see that the man was right. He'd unconciously walked towards the direction of the cafe. Onew's phone began to ring right after he put it in his pocket. He pulled it out and looked at the ID caller. With a sigh, he clicked ignore and placed it back in his pocket.
"You could've answered it, I would've waited." Taemin replied. Onew laughed and shook his head.
"No, it's not that, just an annoying...someone." He chuckled it off a bit and shrugged his shoulders. "So where are you heading to? Wanna go to the cafe." When Onew spoke of the chocolate cafe, the first thing that popped into his head was Key. He still wasn't sure how the man felt about him. He wanted to ask but at the same time he didn't.
"A-Ani. I was thinking of going somewhere else, but I'm sorta new to this place so I wasn't sure where to go. I was just walking, better than staying at home and having my editor screaming at me." He laughed, again, scratching the side of his head.
"Well, that makes two of us, but to your luck, yesterday, I was walking around the area and found a couple of good places." He smiled.
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Key wiped the tables and counters as he usually did when he was about to open the store. The place was silent. Neither Donghae or Eunhyuk were present this time. He knew they had a couple of performances coming up, so they were probably practicing, or just being the dirty little Eunhae couple everyone knows them to be. He sighed as his arm made circular motions around the surface, with a clean towel to dry it off. Suddenly, the bell from the front door went off, signaling someone had stepped in.
"Sorry we're not open ye-" Key stopped his sentence when he saw it was no one but Jonghyun. "Oh, it's you." He replied. Jonghyun had a huge smile on his face, but when Key responded like that, he couldn't help but scrunch up his lips.
"What was with that answer?"
"What?" Key asked back. Truthfully, he was hoping it was Taemin who was going to walk through the door at any moment, coming to comfornt him so he wouldn't have to comfront the boy. His hopes had been brought down when he saw that it was Jonghyun. In fact, he'd totally forgotten that he was supposed to come today.
"You know the, 'oh it's you' comment. That was a little unsatisfying."
"But you're still smiling." He commented blankly.
"Of course I am, but still, were you expecting someone else." He etched closer towards Key, shaking his one shoulder to mess with him. Key moved away and cleaned off another table.
"Ani. What're you so gippy about anyway?"
"Me? Mmmm..." He tapped on his bottom lip as he walked around the cafe with a smile. "I don't know if I'm aloud to tell you because if I tell you, then Minho is going to be mad with me." He nodded. Right after the name popped out of Jonghyun's mouth, Key stopped what he was doing and looked up.
"What does Minho have to do with any of this?" He asked. Again, Jonghyun went back to tapping his finger on his bottom lip and walking around with a smile. Key cocked his hip to the side and stared at him. "What exactly did you do yesterday on your break?"
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Taemin looked around at the place they were sitting in. Many other people sat at the tables rather than the actual bar drinking their drinks or eating a little bit of food they ordered. The place was little dark with neon lights in some places. The bartender finally came back with both of their drinks. Taemin watched as Onew placed the phone back in his pocket.
"That's the fourth time since we've been here you've done that." He smiled, drinking some of his drink.
"Done what?" Onew looked oblivious to the actions he was making.
"Check your phone." He nodded towards the man's pocket. "Everytime it rings, you dig in your pocket, take it out, look at the caller ID, ignore it, and put it back in your pocket." Onew began to laugh as well.
"You're a good observer."
"Well it's hard to not be when you've done it alot. Speaking of observing..." he looked around at the place they were in once again. "This isn't really the place you hang out to have fun, especially in the morning, more of the place you go to, to help you forget troubles." Onew shrugged his shoulders and sipped a bit of his drink.
"I had troubles yesterday is all. Nothing serious."
"Lemme guess, the callers who keep calling you now?" Again the man shrugged his shoulders. When Taemin became silent, Onew turned towards him with a sorryful face.
"Mianhe. I didn't mean to bring you here to drag my troubles onto you." He apologized. This time, Tamein shrugged his shoulders.
"Everyone has something going on in their life. If they didn't, well then they'll be one hell of a bored person." He chuckled. "Plus, I could use something like this every once in a while. Especially when trying to think of new ideas for books." He dangled his drink in the air, then set it calmly down back on the wooden surface.
"Writing books must be hard." He nodded.
"Well, not if you love writing. I love writing. I love writing books. It's just sometimes you do get writer's block. Sometimes good thoughts do just fly out of the window before you can catch them. It's just something you gotta deal with."
"I wish my problem was something I could just deal with." When those words came out of his mouth, he wish he could take them back. Before he could say anything else, he'd end up spilling his whole life story out to the boy and that was the last thing he wanted anyone to know.
"And why isn't it something you can deal with? I'm sure you're just overexaggerating."
"I wish. Not everything is that easy. Some things are best just-"
"Running away." Taemin finished. Their eyes met for that second.
"Who'd you know I was going to say that?"
"Because I thought the same thing too. Most of my earlier works contain gay relationships and very graphic scenes. My parents hated that and told me to not do it, to stop. My parents are very rich people. With alot of money, they could stop something. They could stop me. So I moved without telling them. A friend helped me with the money and what not and I went against my parents and went ahead and started those books. They made a huge success and here I am." he waved his arms in the air.
"Do you regret leaving your parents like that?"
"There's a question I ask myself everyday and I still haven't found an answer." He sighed out, drinking some more. At the end of the day like always, he'd go home and look at the picture of his parents. He failed to mention to Onew that he still never told his parents where he was. They didn't even know to this day.
"I ask myself the same thing everyday as well." He commented.
"Leaving your parents?" Taemin asked. Onew sighed and took another sip, then shook his head in disagreement.
"Just leaving." He mummured.
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Key couldn't help but laugh at what Jonghyun told him earlier. Right now the place was busy with customers as Key stirred the hot, boiling chocolate in the pan. It was near the late afternoon by now and he'd seen no sign of Minho yet. He doubted the tall man was coming at all really. Still, he leaned over from the kitchen from time to time to get a peek of who was coming in when the door bell went off. Everytime, his hopes were smashed. He was expecting or more of hoping to see Taemin walking through at any moment, but there was always nothing. Looking away from the door, he sighed.
"Why does it feel like he's not going to come today." He whispered to himself.
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