Making his way into the small yet livable room, the brunette tossed his bags on the floor next to an empty old bed. Barely bothering to even notice the boy who lay in the bed next to his, reading a rather old looking book.

 

"Are you my new room-mate?" The chestnut blonde asked, looking up from his book with surprisingly beautiful soft brown eyes, slightly tilting his head. 

 

The brunette looked over at him, his cold eyes looking at the boy from head to toe, before answering he sat on the bed, beginning to unpack his things. 

 

"I must be if I'm unpacking, I'm Kibum but call me Key."

 

Key began to take out all kinds of different shaped bottles, stacking them carefully on the end table next to his bed, "These are mine, you may not use any unless you ask and even then I might say no, got it?" 

 

Looking at Key through the corner of his eye, The chestnut blonde gulped before whispering a small yes. 

 

"Good. Now what's your name?"

 

"Taemin, but alot of people around here call me Taeminnie." 

 

Looking up from what he was doing, Key tilted his head at the smaller, " Do you like being called that?" 

 

Blinking a few times, Taemin smiled, "Of course I do, why wouldn't I? I think it's cute... The boys here called me that 'cause they said I looked like a girl, and they picked on me but eventually I didn't let it bother me and even grew to love it." Taemin continued to smile over at the brunette who just quirked a brow at him. 

 

"Well, as much as it is annoying, I get made fun of all the time, I get called a ."

 

With a smirk on his face, Key sat up straight while staring at Taemin, in the blonde's eye's Key could see confusion and curiousity. A chuckle couldn't help but slip from the brunette's soft lips. 

 

"You're probably wondering why, eh?" 

 

"Ne." Taemin whispered, blinking at key before looking at his feet. 

 

"Well, I'm gay, simple as that." 

 

Key didn't wait for a look of approval from Taemin, instead he layed down on the crummy bed, turning so his back faced the other teen. 

 

Taemin's soft brown eyes just stared at the back of the elder, his lips parted as if he were going to say something but not quite sure what. He felt awkward. 

 

"I don't mind... I still like you." Taemin replied shyly, fiddling with the bookmark poking out of the book lying next to him. 

 

Key let out a laugh, "I didn't ask if you did or not, but that's good to know I suppose." 

 

Lying down on his bed as well, Taemin stared at the ceiling as if he were looking for something, like a new world hidden in-between the cracks of the old paint that stained the ceiling. 

 

"I get made fun of like that too, but... I don't know if I am..." 

 

Key blinked, chewing on his lip, he felt things getting mushy like the both of them were becoming close within just mere minutes of knowing eachother. 

 

"It's easy, if you like a man, you like a man." 

Point. Blank. Period. Key rolled his eye's, he hated bi-curious people, they irritated him to the point of pure madness, You either are attracted to the same or not, if you are then it's obvious what your ual orientation is. 

 

"Isn't it wrong?" Taemin asked, his voice slightly dying out at the end, like he was afraid to know the answer that Key would give him. 

 

"Of course it isn't, what kind of question is that? when you love someone it shouldn't matter what they look like, what they wear, how they smile, or anything like that. At the end of the day if they feel the same for you and they make you happy and in return you make them happy then it must be okay, why? 'Cause you make eachother happy." 

 

Key flipped over so he could look at the teen, who was looking straight at him with big brown eye's that glistened with tears. 

 

"I don't know anything at all." Taemin said softly as he closed his eyes slowly, trying to keep the tears in.

 

Key just looked at him, getting a hurt vibe from him and it didn't make sense to him at all. 

"Don't cry." He said bluntly, his perfect eyebrows furrowing as he continued to stare at Taemin whose eye's remained close.

 

Before Key could speak again, he saw tears slowly trailing down the younger's face as he silently cried, his eyelashes becoming wet with his salty tears and his breathing trying to keep steady as he was trying to regain composure. 

 

Pulling himself off the bed, the tall brunette made his way over to Taemin's bed. He stood there staring down at the smaller who was still silently crying as if he forgot all about Key's presence. 

 

"Stop." 

 

It echoed throughout the room, and Taemin sniffled, fluttering his eye's open to find Key looking down at him with an agitated expression painted on his face. Remaining to stay silent, he began to wipe his tears away with his sleeve, averting Key's piercing gaze. 

 

Key crossed his arms, "I don't like people, and I don't like crying. Putting those two-together really piss me off, don't do it." 

 

"I'm sor-" 

 

"I know you are, I just don't wanna hear it." And with that, Key made his way out of the room to look around. He had enough of the drama that he could feel in the air of that room with that boy who was so bright like a sunflower, but yet something was wrong with him. Obviously something bad happened to him, Key could tell by the look in his big brown eye's and he hated it and he hated the fact that he even cared, he had his own damn problems. 

 

Walking down the poorly lit hallway, he felt like he was in prison instead of a group home, orphanage, safe house, whatever the hell they called them. It would alway's end up the same way anyway, not being wanted and only being cared for for a certain amount of time before they threw you out, like garbage.

 

As many doors passed Key walked by a staircase where he saw a girl messing around with a guy, hearing her giggle as he kissed her neck was a high pitched vile sound in Key's ears.

 

"Oppa~ Stop it!" She laughed, as his kisses trailed down her neck, and before he could tickle her anymore, footsteps were heard of which both turned their heads looking curiously. 

 

She tilted her head to look at who was coming, eyes finding a glimpse of the tall teen who seemed careless.

 

"He's cute." She said while smiling, trying to slip from the boy's grip as he stared at the tall teen. 

 

"Hey!" The girl called out, running upto him as the other boy slowly walked down from the stairs only to lean against the wall, arms crossed and eyebrow's furrowed with irritation. 

 

Key, being able to hear her trying to get his attention rolled his eyes while turning around. "Yes?" He asked, not caring if he sounded polite or not. 

 

"I haven't seen you around here, I'm Jihyun!" 

 

Wanting to slap the smile off her face but forcing himself to keep cool, Key smiled back but not with much enthusiasm.

 

"I'm Kibum but I prefer to be called Key, it's...nice...to meet you."

 

She giggled, playing with her hair and staring up at Key with those make-up covered eye's.

 

"Who're you?" Looking forward, Key looked at the boy blankly, not wanting to repeat himself a second time. 

 

Sigh. 

 

"I'm pretty sure I just said it, but I'm Key, try to listen next time." Key then gave a sarcasmic smile towards the teen across from him who seemed rather testy.

 

"Well I'm Jonghyun and I'd appreciate if you wern't such a smart ." and with that the dark haired boy began to smirk, eye's studying Key up and down while he thought of rude things to say about his wardrobe. 

 

Smirking back, Key looked at the girl while smiling and whispered, "As much fun as it is to be hanging out here with you and your lap-dog, I have somewhere to be. Bye." 

 

Turning around swiftly, Key made his way down the hallway and out of sight of the pair, thanking god he didn't have to see their faces anymore.