Unselective Hearts
If I Suddenly Disappeared, Would You Remember Me?
Seven
Disclaimer: SHINee, Jonghyun, Minho, or any of the other ppl I have in this fanfiction do NOT belong to me... -insert very sad expression here- this is simply a story written for fun, and is just what its called: Fiction.
After Jonghyun had disappeared from his room, Minho decided to continue on his studies for a while. Eventually his imo called him down for dinner, and he spent a while talking with his aunt and uncle about school. Once the table was cleared and Yooguen put to bed, the three decided to watch a movie together. Towards the end of the movie, Minho and his aunt saw his uncle starting to fade fast as he began to yawn more and more frequently. By the time the movie was over, his uncle was passed out with his head tipped back and mouth wide open. His imo giggled and began to wake her husband up to bring him to bed while Minho turned off the tv.
"Would you like some breakfast?" she asked with a cheery good morning smile.
"How long?"
"How long what?"
"How long have I been here?" the ghost pried. Minho didn't understand in the least the ghost's urgency, particularly because he didn't know how the other had ended up in his room all banged up in the first place.
"You got here around 1:30am this morning... and you've been here ever since." he said simply, wishing that the other would calm down for a minute and explain to him what was going on.
Jonghyun turned and looked at the alarm clock that was on the small table beside Minho's bed. It read 9:30am. , he didn't think he would have passed out for that long! A ghost only passes out for as long as his body needs to rejuvenate. The more energy you use, the longer you pass out for. Jonghyun must've under estimated how much power he had used last night, after all, he had gotten pretty worked up and was able to physically touch a human with a lot of force... twice.
"Jonghyun, what's happening?" the ghost turned to Minho, who was watching him with pleading eyes. He hadn't realized just how safe Minho made him feel, but now that his natural instinct made him appear here after passing out, it was apparent to him just how much the other comforted him. Staring at the teen, Jonghyun felt very grateful to him for taking care of him all this time and watching over him after he had just suddenly appeared in the manner that he did. Placing his hands on Minho's shoulders, Jonghyun gave him a serious look.
"I promise you, I WILL explain everything... but later, ok?"
"Later? Wait, no Jonghyun don't-" but the ghost was already gone. "God damnit why does he always do this!?" the teen shouted in frustration.
"Umma!? Umma!?" Jonghyun shouted instantly when he reappeared inside his mother's house. He knew that she wouldn't be able to hear him, but being as panicked as he was, the ghost didn't care either way and continued to shout as he teleported from room to room. When he appeared in the living room, he was surprised suddenly by Onew who was standing there holding his finger to his lips as if to say 'quiet down.'
"Onew!" he said with so much relief filling him, that he felt as if the world had been lifted from his chest and he could suddenly breath again.
"Your mother asked me to stay last night after I found her in the closet. I slept on the couch last night just to give her some piece of mind. She's in her room asleep right now." the man whispered to his friend.
Tears started to threaten Jonghyun's eyes as the ghost rushed forward and hugged Onew. "Kamsahamnida" he chocked, feeling the tears slip onto his cheeks. So very grateful to his friend who had taken care of his umma while he was sleeping off his little stunt last night
Onew hugged his friend back, smiling lightly. When Jonghyun was alive, he was a very good friend to Onew, even working shifts for him when he had to study for an exam and still giving him the money for it so he could put it towards his student loans. When the ghost pulled away, he wiped his eyes and smiled at his friend.
Onew hugged his friend back, smiling lightly. When Jonghyun was alive, he was a very good friend to Onew, even working shifts for him when he had to study for an exam and still giving him the money for it so he could put it towards his student loans. When the ghost pulled away, he wiped his eyes and smiled at his friend.
"So what happened after I vanished?" the ghost asked curiously, wondering if his mother tired to punch Onew or something.
The man chuckled at how fast his friend seemed to recover before rubbing the back of his head, "well, I knocked on the door of the closet and called out to her that the men were gone and that I was a friend of yours. It took her a while to trust me, but eventually she came out to face me, and after seeing that I wasn't tricking her, asked me to stay the night."
Jonghyun nodded, listening to everything Onew had told him, and smiling slightly at how careful and smart his umma was.
"But man, you really did a number on those guys... and yourself as well. After you vanished I looked in your room to see if you were there but you weren't. Did you end up at my house?" Onew asked curiously.
The ghost suddenly blushed embarrassingly and rubbed the back of his head before murmuring, "um well, actually I somehow ended up at Minho's house..." His friend's eyes widened as his tried to keep his voice down to a whisper.
"Minho? You mean the kid you told me about who can see you?"
Jonghyun nodded, tracing circles on the ground with his foot. "I guess my instincts must've taken me to the most recent place I felt the safest..."
Onew laughed, choosing not to remind Jonghyun that the last place he actually was, was his own apartment, and that he probably ended up at Minho's because that's where he wanted to be. After a moment of chuckling which caused his ghost friend to blush even darker and give him a confused 'why the hell are you laughing?' expression, Onew's face suddenly became serious as he reminded, "You do realize you're going to have to tell him everything right?"
Watching Jonghyun rub the back of his head shyly, Onew sighed. If he knows Jonghyun as well as he thinks he does, then the ghost probably left Minho's room immediately after waking up, without any explanation at all.
"I know, I already promised him before I rushed over here..." Jonghyun turned his head to look in the direction of his umma's room. "Listen, Onew, I'll go back to Minho now... but will you stay until I either return or until my umma asks you to leave?"
Smiling kindly, Onew placed a gentle hand on his friend's shoulder, "you can count on me Jjong." The ghost looked to him surprisingly, only a few people knew about the nickname his mother had always used for him, and after he died and became rather sensitive about his mother, Onew hardly ever used it.
"Thank you." Jonghyun said, with so much gratefulness in his tone, that the man could even feel it radiating off the other.
Minho huffed as he wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped into his bedroom while wiping his hair with another smaller towel. Not even a nice relaxing shower could calm his anxiousness. That damn ghost was always leaving without any notice or explanation at all! His heart sunk a little, remembering how while he was watching over Jonghyun he had thought to himself how much he wanted to get to know the other better. With how unwilling Jonghyun seemed about sharing things with him, the task seemed almost impossible at this point.
He sighed and threw the small towel he had been using for his hair down onto his bed and headed over toward his dresser.
"U-um..."
Minho spun around at the sound of another's voice to find Jonghyun sitting on his bed cross legged, with a dark blush streaming across his father. "J-Jonghyun, you've come back so quickly!" the teen rushed over to the bed and sat beside the ghost. Jonghyun leaned to the side, trying to distance their bodies as he looked away and blushed even harder.
"I- I promised didn't I?" Minho was curious as to why the other was being so shy all of the sudden. But suddenly, realization dawned on him, and it was as if the entire color of his face changed to a deep reddish color.
"O-oh, sorry lemme just...."
"Yeah...."
The teen hopped off the bed and hurried to his dresser, pulling out a pair of boxers and some sweat pants before locking himself back in the bathroom. When he closed the door behind him, Minho smacked his forehead with his hand.
Idiot! How embarrassing was that!? Sure Minho, just hop onto the bed beside the incredibly good looking ghost and just completely forget that you're wearing nothing but a towel! AISH! Minho quickly pulled on the clothes and then exited the bathroom, giving the ghost an apologetic smile.
Jonghyn blinked, smiling back shyly, although the other had put on some clothing, he was still shirtless. The ghost couldn't help but notice that Minho was well built, and that his muscles glistened from being in the bathroom's condensation. Minho walked over to the bed slowly and gave the ghost a serious look.
"Ok, no more disappearing this time... I think I deserve an explanation."
The ghost looked down and twiddled his thumbs as he murmured, "where do I even start?"
"Let's start with...how old are you?" although Minho wanted to ask him all about the early morning, he could tell that the ghost was nervous, so he decided to start with a more simple and less invading question.
Jonghyun blinked and blushed lightly as he said, "I was supposed to turn 19 last month."
"So 18 then" Minho said simply, smiling at the other, causing the ghost to smile as well. Oh god, that smile! The teen reached out and squeezed Jonghyun's hand. Time for another more personal question.
"Why are you always in the classroom, but never around when our math teacher is absent?" Minho felt that he already knew the answer, but he wanted Jonghyun to trust him enough to tell him himself.
The ghost seemed to take a deep breath before he looked into Minho's eyes, his eyes full of seriousness and determination. Minho could tell that this was a subject he was very sensitive and serious about.
"Your math teacher... she's my umma." Minho smiled when he said this. He knew it. But he was grateful Jonghyun had told him.
"So that's why you're so good at math?" Jonghyun nodded shyly.
"And that's why you're always gone when she is..." Minho started to say, something suddenly dawning on him, "you... you watch over her, don't you?" his voice was caring but also full of sympathy. He watched as the other nodded, his eyes filling with sadness.
"Whenever you would constantly look at my clock, and then suddenly leave... is it because you were going to see her?"
Jonghyun nodded again, not saying any words. Minho understood, he didn't need any further details as to why that specific time, only that the ghost had a very good reason for always leaving so suddenly. His umma seemed highly important to him.
"What happened, when you appeared in my room injured this morning... did it have something to do with her?" Finally the topic he had been dying to know about. Jonghyun's eyes hardened, Minho could see the internal battle inside of him as he wondered if he could trust the teen with his most sensitive and deepest of personal matters.
"You know... when a ghost ends up like I did when I got here... we always disappear from where we are at the time and appear in a place where we feel the most comfortable and safest." Jonghyun suddenly explaining this to him was not what Minho had expected at first, before it suddenly occurred to him that the ghost was basically telling him that he felt safe here in his room, and more importantly, here with him.
"I don't trust people easily..." Jonghyun suddenly flashed Minho another one of his heart throbbing smiles, "but I suppose my ghost instincts speak for themselves, neh?" The teens heart filled with joy and butterflies as he nodded eagerly.
For the next few minutes, Jonghyun explained to Minho about the gang he had gotten involved with during his days of having a heart beat, and the enormous debt he had left his umma upon his death. When he explained this part, Minho thought that Jonghyun might burst into tears, but the brave ghost it up and continued. The ghost told him about how the longer a ghost stays, the more power he/she accumulates especially when emotions are high. Minho didn't need an explanation for that part, he most clearly remembered when Hyori had gotten angry at the graveyard. What was new knowledge to Minho, however, was when Jonghyun explained that the real reason ghosts went mad so quickly the longer they've stayed in this plane, is because of the enormous amount of pain and exhaustion that it causes the ghost.
"So then last night, you used a lot of your energy?"
Jonghyun nodded and continued on by saying through clenched teeth, "after my umma had gone in to see my old boss to discuss payment options... he sent a couple of guys to my- ... her house, as insurance to scare her a little and be absolutely sure that she made good on their agreement." Minho could feel the anger radiating off the other and clenched his hand a little tighter.
"I showed up... and had to stop them from hurting my umma..." Jonghyun smiled sadly at Minho as he said embarrassingly, "Guess I used more power then I thought did."
Oh god this guy just makes me want to hug him tight and never let go... Minho thought to himself when he saw the sadness cloud Jonghyun's beautiful puppy dog eyes.
"Thank you." Minho found himself saying suddenly. The ghost looked up to him in surprise.
"For what?"
"For what?"
He smiled a tipped his head to the side, "for trusting me enough to tell me all that." The smile made Jonghyun blush profusely as he looked away.
What is this? His smile makes me feel as if my heart is racing. But I don't have a heart to race... the ghost pondered the strange feeling coursing through him.
"Hyung?" the blushing ghost looked to him, startled to have found himself lost in thought.
"Y-yes?"
"Will you stay with me today?" maybe the request was strange, and to his aunt it might seem like he'll be held up in his room all day, but MInho just wanted to spend time with the other. To get to know him and hang out with him when he's not all stressed out. Jonghyun bit his lower lip, with Onew being so nice as to watch over his umma for now, there shouldn't any reason why he couldn't. Except for the fact that Jonghyun could sense his feelings for the other growing. Being attracted to a human? What could be more devastating to his non existing heart than that, besides something involving his umma? The ghost knew that for the best he probably shouldn't.
Still...
Still...
"Sure." Minho's face lit up when the ghost smiled to him and agreed.
"Great, I'll just got let my imo know that I'm going to watch a movie or something in my room!" with that, the teen got up and raced out of his room.
Jonghyun stared at the door Minho had closed behind him. Which was silly since no one would see him anyway.
"What the hell am I doing?"
Just wanted to say thanks to those of you who are reading and to those of you who have commented thus far. Seeing the comments really keeps me motivated. Going to introduce Taemin pretty soon and get Key a little more involved soon. Please look forward to it. Thanks ^^
~Blingbling_luv
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