Key was in his small cozy room, lied on his bed, his feline eyes roaming over Jonghyun’s smiling face, the brunette’s puppy like eyes shining in happiness. Key smiled involuntary, his lips curving while his fingers touched the photograph that he had kept in his small photo album.

He felt lonely.

He missed Jonghyun’s laugh, he missed the playful looks he would give him when he wanted to provoke him, the way he would give him those huge cute eyes when he wanted something badly, he missed those strong hands in his waist pulling him close at night when he was going to sleep…

He missed being held in those arms, being kissed by those lips, being touched by that body...

“Kibum?”

Key jumped in surprise and hid the photo behind his back instinctively.

Sally blinked in confusion and then gave him a sneaky smile. “I saw that. What are you hiding? Did you steal one of my cookies?”

Key smiled and shook his head negatively. “I’ll never steal anything from the kitchen, I know how annoying that feels, I used to live with someone like that. He just couldn’t keep his hands away from the sweets.” The rapper chuckled, remembering how Onew would sneak behind him without a sound and steal food, making him yell and run after the childish leader around the house.

God…he missed them so much…

“What is it then?” Sally asked, sitting on the bed beside him.

Key handed her the picture, watching her reaction.

The woman pulled out her old looking glasses and fixed them on her nose, pursing her lips in a curious way. “Are you trying to find me a date? I fear that he’s a bit young for me.”

Key chuckled loudly. He should have expected something like that from her.

Sally smiled to the boy’s laugh and looked at the photo again. “Is that him?”

Key nodded, smiling sadly. “That’s Jonghyun.”

“Good catch…” Sally murmured to herself. “But…”

Key blinked in curiosity as the woman stared at the picture with half-closed eyes.

“He looks just like Mikey…” Sally nodded.

“Who’s Mikey?” Key asked, taking the photo from the woman’s hands.

Sally sighed and took off her glasses. “My dog.”

“Your dog?!” Key laughed loudly.

The woman kept her serene expression, looking at nothing in particular, nodding her head to herself. “He died two years ago. Little bouncy bastard he was.”

“Oh, I’m sorry..”Key tried to sound a bit serious, but failing as he remembered the woman’s words.

Sally smiled and looked at the small album opened behind the pregnant boy. “Hum…you’ve been looking at pictures?”

Key nodded, pouting his lips. “Yes. I miss them a lot…”

“I can imagine sweetie..” The woman sighed and picked up the album, skipping a few pages before her eyes caught something…interesting.  “Good lord! Who is this?!”

Key’s eyes followed Sally’s gaze and gasped, putting his hand against his mouth to prevent a loud laugh. “Oh…that’s the leader of our band, Onew. That…was from a party a few months ago.”

Mrs.Smith’s eyes widened as she put her glasses again, focusing on the photo of a very much drunk Onew, dressed as a farmer, holding two bottles of vodka above his head, making them look like bunny ears and holding another one with his mouth, that one already partially empty.

Minho was behind him, dressed as a priest, making ‘V’ signs with both hands.

That party…had been the one that changed his life forever. Because of that party he ended up really drunk, and found on the next morning that he had made out with his bestfriend, Jonghyun. Everything started with that little party…

“A leader?This one?! Kids these days…” Sally gasped and then pointed at another photo. “Oh, who is this lovely girl?”

Key blinked stupidly at the photo. “That’s…Taemin. He’s a boy actually.”

There was a minute of silence before Sally turned to him, eyeing him suspiciously. “…Are you quite sure?”

“I’m sure.” Key chuckled, nodding. Taemin always shocked everyone.

“…Have you checked?” Sally asked, raising her eyebrow while pointing at Taemin's crotch on the photo.

Key resisted the urge to lie on the bed, laughing hysterically and bit his lip to prevent that from happening. “He’s the youngest of the band. He used to call me umma.”

“Um-what?” Sally repeated.

“Umma, it’s the same thing as mother.” He explained, smiling at the memories of Taemin’s cute voice calling him everytime he was in trouble.

“Why did he call you something like that?” The old woman asked as she kept watching the photos of Key and Jonghyun, their hands always locked together.

“I admit that I can nag a lot, and since he’s the youngest I’ve been very protective of him since we met each other. He’s really cute so I couldn’t help but cook for him, clean his uniform, get him the things he would forget at home.. Taemin entered the band at really young age and I’m a er for cute things, so I wanted to adopt him so bad!” The ex-idol explained with a smile. “We were always away from home so he saw in me a motherly figure when he wasn’t with his family..”

“I guess you don’t need anyone to tell you how to take care of kids then.” Sally gave the boy a playful look.

Key chuckled. “Oh no! I need help! I really don’t know how to handle newborns..”

Sally nodded, patting the boy’s back. “I’ll help you honey, don’t worry. Oh. What’s this?” she asked, pointing to a package on the other side of the bed.

“Those are the documents that I need to send to Jonghyun..” Key told her. “I was about to go out to send them.”

Sally stood up. “Oh, do you want me to do that for you? You need to rest.”

“It’s not that far…I can handle it.” Key refused.

“No way. Your pregnancy is a dangerous one and it’s very hot outside today!” Sally pursed her lips into a fine line, grabbing the box. “I’ll make sure to make this package fly to your country as soon as possible! Stay there and rest!”

Before he could protest again, Sally took the package in her arms and rushed out of the room, closing the door.

Key sighed and pressed his back against the pillows, looking out of the window.

He needed to text Jonghyun to warn him of the package…

Key wasn’t stupid; he wasn’t going to send it directly to the apartment, it could be mistaken by fanmail and get lost or forgotten somewhere.

The package would go to the Doctor Jung’s clinic and Jonghyun would have to pick it up in there. It was safer that way…

The blonde boy felt his eyes get heavier as he stared at the bright blue sky behind of the room’s windows. The day was beautiful outside; he could hear the birds singing somewhere close, relaxing himand lulling him to sleep…

Just before closing his eyes, Key let a hand rest on his growing tummy and sighed once more, feeling his body thank him for that break since he got tired easily now.

Key grabbed Jonghyun’s photo and smiled weakly. “Appa will know about you soon, I promise..” he whispered.

Appa… that sounded so weird.

How would Jonghyun react to this?

What would he do when he finally realized that he was going to be a dad? Would he be shocked? Scared? Would he be happy? Would he cry?

Either way…Key just wanted him to find out soon, this was the proof that that picture was a trap, that he had never been with anyone else because he had always been in the clinic.

He wanted him to find out and to come see him quickly.

He wanted Jonghyun to meet his family…

On the other side of the world, Kim Jonghyun couldn’t sleep.

He was in the living room, sitting in the armchair next to the balcony’s window and staring at the dark starless sky outside.

Sighing, his eyes fell on the TV once more.

This was lame.

There he was, sitting in the dark, re-watching every single home-made movie that he had of a certain blonde rapper.

This was painful, it really hurt him, but there he was, he kept watching.

On the screen, Key was wearing a blue birthday party hat and was smiling widely to the camera.

“Hyung! Hyung! Open my present first!” Taemin shoved a green present box on Key’s lap.

“Oh my son!” The rapper grinned, pressing a kiss on Taemin’s cheek. Taemin sat next to Key, eyeing the other male impatiently.

Key unwrapped the present and laughed out his loud, infamous laughter. Onew appeared next to him. “What is it? What is it?”

“Show it to the camera!” He heard Minho’s voice from behind the camera.

Key continued to chuckle and turned the package to the camera, showing a new set of kitchen supplies with a colorful zebra striped pattern. “Why is this?”

“It’s for you to cook for us more happily!” Taemin gave him his best innocent smile before chuckling evilly.

“Yah! You just want me to cook for you!” Key gasped, shoving Taemin away, making the maknae fall on the floor, laughing loudly.

Onew laughed at Taemin and placed a small red package on the table in front of the birthday boy. “Here, open mine!”

Key eyed the leader questionably as the other giggled to himself in a very suspicious way. Jonghyun came from behind the camera and walked to his boyfriend, bending a bit to rest his chin on Key’s shoulder to have a better view to the present.

As Key opened the small box, Jonghyun’s eyes widened to the maximum, and stood up with a jolt, pointing an accusing finger at a laughing Onew. “You punk!”

Onew squealed loudly when Jonghyun pinned him to the wall, hand on his neck, faking to choke him."What is that?!"

Key however, looked with interest at the strange object inside the box and picked it up, revealing a black necklace-looking thingy, with a red ball in the middle.

Minho broke into hysterics behind the camera, laughing loudly.

“What is this…?” Key asked with a lost expression on his face.

“A ball gag.” Minho said between laughs.

“Why did you gave him something like that?!” Jonghyun screamed, faking to punch the laughing leader. Taemin eyed them and looked at the object again in confusion, poking it.

“How can I even wear this?” Key asked, pouting, trying to wear the necklace-looking thing around his neck.

“Aw Kibum, so innocent!” Minho laughed once more, making the other two older boys look at the blonde.

“Yah! Don’t touch that!” Jonghyun let go of Onew and rushed to his lover’s side, grabbing the ball gag and putting it inside the box again.

Key blinked. “Eh..? Why are you blushing?”

“That…is for you to put in your mouth. ” Jonghyun tried to explain, blushing even more as Onew cracked in laugher again, walking to Minho’s side.

“My mouth? Why?” Key shot a questionable look at the leader.

“That’s for you to keep quiet during the night.” Onew smirked while Minho started to laugh again.

Jonghyun shook his head, smiling to himself.

Key had just turned 20 on that day and he had been so embarrassed when he saw that ball gag. Onew did it for laughs of course, so when he told Key that that thing was actually a toy, the blonde planned revenge right away.

It had been pretty funny, he and Key had locked themselves in their bedroom and kept loudly against the door. They’re not even touching each other, they just kept faking moans and screams, Key even went to the bed and jumped on it, making it sound pretty realistic. Jonghyun had laughed to tears when they heard the apartment’s door shut with a slam. Their friends had been so embarrassed by the sounds that left home to spend the day somewhere else.

Key and Jonghyun got to have a nice, romantic day by themselves, only cuddling, whispering sweet nothings and…well…they did end up doing some other stuff too. However, they never used the ball gag, he liked Key's voice.

The lead singer sunk on the couch, watching Key smile on the screen.

How did they end up like this?

SHINee was no longer shiny, the band was decaying and he knew that, he just wondered how much longer they could take it…

“Hyung..?”

Jonghyun jumped slightly in surprise and looked over his shoulder. “Taemin. What are you doing up?”

The maknae was dressed on his baby blue pajama pants with a large, oversized white t-shirt. “I could ask the same.”

Jonghyun fell silent; his eyes falling on the TV again, feeling the younger male sit next to him.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, only watching, remembering how good it used to be with the feline eyed blonde rapper by their side, how happy they were.

“You still love him.”

Jonghyun looked Taemin, it wasn’t a question, it was an affirmation. He knew that the maknae could be quite clueless when it came to some things, but no one could fool him when it came to feelings. Why deny it? He did love Key; he loved that boy too much. Even after that shocking picture, even after their fight, after leaving them and leaving their band like that…he still loved him.

“I miss him too.” Taemin whispered, his eyes never leaving the screen.

Shin Sekyung was happy.

After a few days she finally convinced Jonghyun to have coffee with her. Sure, it wasn’t a date, but she had an opportunity to talk to him.

It was the agency’s coffee too, but hell with that, she was still meeting him, it was a start.

“Annyoung.”

The actress smiled at the voice and Jonghyun smiled back, sitting on her table. “Hey. I hope I’m not bothering you.”

“We have a small break. We need to start recording in fifteen minutes though.” The singer shrugged.

Fifteen? Damn.

Well, she had all the time in the world; she would have more chances in the future for sure. “Are you feeling any better? You looked so sad that night. I was worried.”

“Eh, please don’t worry about me.” Jonghyun bowed his head a bit. “How is your work doing?”

Work. She didn’t want to talk about that… “My latest commercial is going to be up on Monday. It went pretty well it my opinion.”

Jonghyun smiled, crossing his arms on the table. “That’s nice. What was it about?”

“A new bra collection.” She replied, poking her tongue out, trying to be cute. Jonghyun liked cute girls didn’t he?

“I see. Do you want me to go get coffee?” Jonghyun stood up.

Sekyung smiled. Such a gentleman he was...  “A cappuccino for me please.”

Jonghyun nodded and grabbed his wallet. “I’ll be right back.”

Aw, he was paying for her? That was so sweet!

The actress squealed inside her head and couldn’t help but grin happily, watching as the man of her dreams walked away to the counter.

BBbbrrrr… BBbbrrrr….

Sekyung frowned to the sound, what was…oh. Jonghyun had forgotten his cellphone on the table.

A message? Well, it wasn’t her business…

But…

Sekyung looked at Jonghyun, still waiting on the counter.

A peek wouldn’t hurt right?

She slowly turned the blue cellphone to her direction and pressed the button.

The girl’s eyes widened.

What…?

Message from: 16463812038

Jonghyun, it’s me, Key.

Please don’t freak out, I know I left the band without saying anything but it was necessary, I have a reason.

I need you to trust me and go to the address I’m going to write below. It’s really important, I need you to pick up a package from that clinic and open it only when you’re home.

You’ll understand why I left.

Call to this number when you get the package.

Please trust me this time only.

I love you.

Ps: they’ll ask you for a password, it’s Yellow Rose.

Sekyung’s heart bumped loudly inside her chest, adrenaline rushing down her body. She needed to delete this..!

Whatever it was…Jonghyun couldn’t find about this!

She opened her notebook and wrote down the address, password and phone number, and when she saw Jonghyun start to turn around she deleted the message and put the phone on its place again.

Oh god…! Right on time…

“You’re flushed…are you okay?” Jonghyun asked, placing the drink on the table.

The actress nodded, smiling, trying to calm is heartbeat. “I’m okay.”

Jonghyun couldn’t know about this.

Key couldn’t go back to his life…

On that very same day, Sekyung called the same person that had helped him with Key’s picture. She needed to find out what was inside that package that was so important that had to be sent to a private clinic.

What could it be…?! Her curiosity was slowly killing her…and there was no time to lose. She couldn’t risk having key calling Jonghyun again!

Two hours later, the actress was parked outside of an unfamiliar building with the man by her side.“Remember what you have to do?”

The man smirked and nodded. “I’m Kim Jonghyun, I came to pick up a box.”

“What’s the password?” Sekyung asked for the third time that day.

“Yellow Rose.” The man answered, adjusting his cap and shades.

“Go. And don’t up.” She glared behind her huge, expensive sunglasses. “No package, no money.”

The boy stopped smirking and nodded once again, getting out of the car. “I got this.”

Entering the clinic, ChinHo walked to the secretary’s desk.

The woman raised her eyes and gave him a bored look. “Doctor Jung is on vacations, we only have the infirmary open.  We’re only accepting appointments for September.”

ChinHo raised an eyebrow. Vacations for 8 more months? They were in February! Doctors sure had a good life! Oh well, he wasn’t in there to care about that. “I’m here to pick up a package actually.”

The woman stared at him for a bit before standing up. “Let me call the boss.  Wait here.”

The criminal watched as the secretary walked deep into a dark corridor and knocked on the last door, whispering to someone.

It didn’t take long until a middle aged woman dressed in a white coat exited the room and walked in his direction.  “How can I help you?”

“I’m here to pick up a box that’s addressed to me…” He lied.

“What’s your name?” The nurse looking woman questioned him, looking into his eyes suspiciously.

“Kim Jonghyun.” ChinHo said, gulping. The woman looked like she was still deciding if he was lying or not..!

“Password?” She gave him a serious look.

“Yellow Rose.” ChinHo answered.

The woman looked at him for a while, making him sweat. What?! He said the password! Why was she looking at him like that?!

The nurse made a sign to the secretary and the other woman sighed, disappearing into another room. “Can I check your I.D.?”

What?! The rich girl didn’t warn him of that! He needed to do something..!

ChinHo pulled his best innocent smile. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t bring my wallet with me. I thought this would be quick so I just came straight here.” Was it working…?

The secretary returned again, holding a package. The nurse nodded and she put the box on the desk, in front of him. The nurse talked again. “It’s alright. I was just checking. Only open this at home.”

“I will. Have a nice day.” ChinHo smirked. He didn’t care less about that box, he just wanted his money..

He picked up the package, surprised that it wasn’t heavy at all.

“Mr.Kim.” The nurse called him, smiling. “Congratulations.”

The criminal smiled awkwardly. “Ah… thank you?”

Goddammit, he just wanted to get the hell out of there and get his money! He hated hospitals; they had the strangest smell ever!

Walking to the girl’s car, he smirked as she lowered the window’s glass, taking out her sunglasses. “Did you get it?”

ChinHo nodded. “I almost got caught, they asked for my I.D.!”

She rolled her eyes. “Well, you still got it. Give it to me.”

“I want to see my money first.” The man pursed his lips, holding the box tightly to his chest.

Sekyung gave him a smirk and whispered coldly. “If you don’t give me that package right now I’ll make sure you’ll never see any kind of money for the rest of your life. Not mine, nor anyone else’s..”

ChinHo gulped at the woman’s crazed gaze and shoved the package through the car’s window.

The actress smiled and opened her wallet, taking some money and giving it to him. “Now go away. You never saw me.”

The criminal’s eyes shot open when the girl started the car’s engine. “Wait! You can’t just leave me here!”

The girl smirked evilly, the car’s window closing. “You have money, spend it on a bus.”

“WAIT!” He yelled as the rich girl drove past him. He grabbed his cap and smacked it on the floor.  “!”

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