Key ate his pasta and bread. “Weird,” he thought, because his food tasted bland. Maybe it was just his

emotions getting to him. For Key not to enjoy one of his favorite dishes meant he was fairly depressed. He was

suddenly startled as the doorbell rang. Getting up, he opened the door himself before any one else did. As he

expected, it was Taemin.

     Taemin looked around, awed by the large house, or should he say mansion? Key let him in, and instantly

Taemin knew something was different. “Is there anything wrong with you?” He asked. Key was wide-eyed. “How

would you know?” “You actually opened the door yourself. I was sure a butler or maid of some sort was going

to do it for you.” Taemin simply replied. “Let’s just get to business, okay?” Key said, afterwards seeing Taemin

nod.

    The rich boy led Taemin into his fancy room, and then he shut the door.  Key began speaking. “So here is

the deal, I am not in the mood to argue. I have decided on what you could do to “pay” me back for messing up

my clothes. This transaction I am about to give you will last the whole year we are in class together*.

Understand so far?” Taemin gave Key a yes, and he continued. “Okay, don’t freak out when I say this, but I

need you to be my…” He scratched his head. “Servant,” Key said at last.

     “Um, can you repeat that again?” Taemin was sure Key said it in English. “Fundamentally…I need you to be

my (cough) worker,” He tried re-wording. Key reddened and turned his head away from Taemin’s flushed face.

“So, like a butler you can have at school… and at all times?” Taemin asked. “Y-yes, that’s what I meant.”

Again, Taemin thought about Key’s un-expected attitude. First he tells Taemin that he wants him as his butler,

and then Key blushes and looks away shyly. “What are you going to do to me?” He asks. Key looked back at

Taemin and gave him a sly smile. “Why don’t we find out?”

     Was Taemin hallucinating, or is Key having some serious mood swings. From emotionless, to bashful, and

now to his old self again, something was very wrong. “Give me your cell-phone number.” Key demanded,

handing his iphone to the confused guy. Taemin typed it in his phone, and that sealed the contract. “Now you

are officially my new toy.” Key said, going to where Taemin was and suddenly biting his neck. This was

strange. Very strange. “This small hickey will say that you are mine until the end of the school year. Every time

it fades away, I’ll add a new one along with a special surprise.” He grinned, and that was when Taemin got very

worried.

   “What if he does bizarre things to me?” Taemin thought. Key saw his face, and chuckled. “You’re thinking of

something erted aren’t you?” Taemin was immediately crimson. Key started laughing, watching Taemin’s

obvious reaction. “If you think about it, the guy looks kind of adorable when he laughs…” And that was when

Taemin blushed even harder at the thought. Soon, Key went back to being unfriendly. “I give you permission

to leave.” And so, that was what Taemin did, walking out of the room, then out of the house.

     “What jut happened today?” Taemin asked himself, touching the red mark on his neck. He looked in the

mirror. It didn’t look that noticeable if he covered it with the collar of his shirt. He begged for Monday not to be

havoc. But guess what. It was.

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*Ok so this might be a bit cofusing but all the Shinee students are kind of the same age, but not. They have diffrent birthdays, but they are sort of in the same year of school. (1st year, 2nd, 3rd etc.) They are in 2nd year I think. But the youngest to Oldest order is still the same. Taemin to Onew. Sorry if this confusing, but you don't have to understand this to get whats going on in the story. I just wanted to mention it. :Y

A/N: Yes, Taemin is kind of like a "slave" one could say, for Key now. What a dramtic turn of events C:  Comments are much appreciated. Will update soon :D