Rainy Day.

London, our best place.

{Sorry for taking so much time. I hope you enjoy. :3}

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It was a rainy day and as Key’s eyes fell upon the grey scenery, he just felt like going back to sleep. It was too early to face the woes that burdened his days. They were piling up and fighting was starting to get exhausting, especially when he had just started to get his life back together. To be hit with such a big confession from his best friend was really upsetting. It’s not like being with Jonghyun was unthinkable, but in his circumstances, that was pretty much out of question. Well at least that’s what he was trying to convince himself of. Over the last few hours, he had had some fantasies of what they could be like as a couple, but he had always cut them off rapidly. It was just too weird. Plus, that was just making him more confused. He had to detangle all this out and whatever he would decide to do would leave part of him hurting in some way.  

All those things were running through his mind as he got off bed and walked out of his room. He was going to have to suffer through a breakfast with all the members and that meant that he would have to deal with the awkwardness of being around Jonghyun and Minho. Just great. But first, he had to get to the bathroom. He walked fast in the hallway and stopped in front of the door. He turned the knob but it didn’t open. Someone was in there. He silently prayed that it was Onew or Taemin, but after a few minutes of standing there, the door finally opened and his heart sank.

Jonghyun came out, hair dishevelled and eyes sleepy. He almost walked past the taller one without noticing him, but as he turned his head to the left he saw him. His eyes widened and all trace of sleep left them. He stopped dead in his tracks and looked at the brunette with uneasiness.

"Good morning," he said softly. His hands found their way in his pockets and a nervous smile cracked his lips.

"Hi," Key replied, voice hoarse. All that crying the previous night had strained his vocal cords and he hated himself for that. He locked eyes with Jonghyun, wanting to look unfazed, but he knew the other one could see right through him. He always had.

"Kibum...," the older one started.

"I need to go to the bathroom," Key cut off. He walked closer to the door and pushed it softly, but a hand on his arm prevented him to actually get in. He turned his head towards his friend, waiting.

"I’m so sorry for last night," he said. His arms suddenly wrapped around him, not giving him time to process.

Key found himself returning the hug, unable to resist the other one’s warmth. He sighed against his ear as the situation unfolded in his head.

"Jjong, I know it must’ve been hard to keep that to yourself for so long. I truly understand. I’m just sorry I can’t tell you what you want to hear."

He broke the hug, anticipating the other one’s reaction.

"Things are complicated right now, I get that. Like I said yesterday, I can wait. I’m not going to rush you. I still want to be your best friend," he explained, gaze intense. He brought himself closer and planted a kiss on the younger one’s cheek.

Key felt a tingle in his stomach. "I need to use the bathroom," he said quickly before shutting himself in. A sigh left his lips. He walked up to the sink and his eyes settled on his reflection. He recognized the face he had worn for the last few months; a face of despair.

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"I should leave," he said as his feet touched the cold wood floor. He got off the bed he had been laying on a few seconds ago and picked up his clothes that were scattered all around.

"Don’t you want to eat something before you go?" Hee Jin asked as she straightened herself.

Minho turned to look at her. Even though she was wrapped in her sheets, he felt uncomfortable setting eyes on her. Everything that had happened during the night came rushing back into his mind.

"I really need to go," he replied, looking away. He started dressing up in a hurried manner.

As he was zipping his pants, he heard the bed shift and footsteps making their way closer to him. As much as he didn’t want to look back and just walk out, he couldn’t. He owed her at least a proper goodbye.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. She took a few more steps, placing herself right in front of him. "You seem mad or something," she added, holding up the sheets she had dragged over with her.

He forced himself to lock eyes with her. "I’m not mad," he said as he read out worry in her beautiful brown irises.

"So what is it then? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" she asked, voice suddenly shaky.

"It’s nothing. I just have things to do," he explained. He knew she wouldn’t buy that lie, but he couldn’t get into the details with her. He brought up a hand to her cheek, but she pushed it away.

"Just go," she said sharply.

Guilt was eating him up, but the only thing he could bring himself to say was, "I’m sorry," before walking out of her room.

Rain hit his head as he stepped out of the apartment complex. He quickened his pace until he reached his car. It didn’t take long before he found himself on the road, eager to get back home.

He felt like a bastard for just leaving like that, but he knew it was the right thing to do. He should’ve never stayed over on the first date. If he had been in his right mind, he would’ve never done that. Unfortunately, he had found an escape and the perspective of it had been too great to turn down. He hadn’t realized until last night how much he had been desperate to move on. And now, he didn’t know if he could.

Being so lost in his thoughts, he passed their house and had to turn the car around to get back. He finally stopped in front of it, but didn’t get out right away. He had been hurrying to get back home and now that he was there, apprehension took over him. At this hour, they were probably all gathered around the dining table, eating breakfast and he knew that when he’d come in, their conversations would drop and silence would fill the room. They would all have unspoken questions that would show through their piercing gazes. Well, not all of them. Key would probably not even grant him a glance. That would be the worst part.

Nonetheless, staying in the car all day wasn’t a solution, so he finally stepped out of it and slammed the door. Keys in hand, he made his way to the front door and opened it. He took a deep breath, before closing it behind him. He could hear their voices. A few steps into the hallway he thought of just skipping breakfast and staying put in his room, but the smell of food had his stomach rumbling.

He walked into the kitchen and everyone stopped talking as he had predicted. The stares made him feel uneasy, but he still sat down with them. A plate had been set for him and he silently thanked whoever was responsible for that.

"Well, good morning," Onew said with a bright smile.

The others echoed the greeting, except Key. Minho’s eyes stopped on him, guilt resurfacing again. He suddenly noticed that he had changed hair color. Without thinking, he said, "I forgot how good you looked with black hair."

Everyone froze as Key finally looked up. Minho suddenly realized what he had said and his eyes shifted all around the room in nervousness. He didn’t know why those words had left his mouth; it was something he would normally know to keep to himself. After weeks of not talking to each other outside of their schedules, it felt really weird to compliment him.

"Thank you," Key managed to utter. Their eyes locked before they both looked back at their plates.

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"Is everything alright?" Onew asked as he watched Minho fumbling through his clothes.

"Yes, everything’s fine," he replied quickly while still looking for his jogging attire.

The older one sighed. "Did you sleep with the girl?" he asked bluntly. He knew it was the only way he’d be able to get something out of him.

Minho stopped rummaging and bit down on his lip. He wasn’t sure he was ready to get into that just now. But at the same time, he didn’t feel like lying to his friend. Onew had helped him a lot lately and he knew that if there was one person he could talk to it was him.  

"Yes," he replied, trying to sound as matter-of-factly as he possibly could.

"And?" Onew insisted.

"And what?"

"How was it?" he inquired. His eyes widened before he added, "I don’t mean for you to give me any details, I just want to know if you like her."

Minho couldn’t help but smile at the blonde’s clumsiness. "Yes, I like her."

A sudden knock on the door had them both turning around. Minho got up and opened the door.

"Can I come in?" Jonghyun asked in a serious tone.

"Yeah, sure."

He stepped in and his eyes fell upon Onew. "Um... Jinki, I need to talk to Minho...in private," he explained, obviously feeling uncomfortable.

The leader got off his bed without asking questions and left the room.

Minho furrowed his eyebrows, fearing what was about to happen. "What’s going on?" he asked immediately.

"Nothing... I just wanted to ask you how your date went."

"How do you know about that?" he asked, feeling a little panicky.

 "Well last night, we had a movie night and you weren’t there so I asked about your whereabouts..." Jonghyun replied.

"And Jinki just told you?" the rapper exclaimed.

"No, but I figured it out. Anyways..."

He was cut off by Minho asking, "Does everyone know?"

"I guess Taemin knows too, but Bummie stayed in his room all night. Although..."

"Although what?"

"Well he’s not stupid. He now knows you’ve spent the night out."

Minho mentally hit himself. He was regretting that night more and more.

"I’m guessing it went really well then," Jonghyun continued.

"Yes," Minho simply said.

"Okay, well, that’s all I wanted to know."

His hand turned the knob and he left.

Minho just stood there, puzzled. Even though they were friends, they rarely checked up on each other. ‘What was that about?’ he asked himself, before going back to his searching.

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Key was not okay. Not after what had happened in the morning. The words kept replaying in his head and he couldn’t make it stop. This was the last thing he had expected. He couldn’t even take it as a nice gesture; it just made him hate the man even more. He always found a way to get under his skin. His fingers tightened around his cell phone in anger. Something else was bothering him too. Minho had spent the night out. And no matter how much he had tried to distract himself from the thought, he couldn’t help but imagine him in the arms of a girl. The thought only had his blood boiling. He threw his phone against the wall, not minding what damage it could suffer.

His door suddenly opened. A blonde head peeked inside his room. "Are you okay?" Onew asked, worried.

"Can’t I be left alone?" the brunette retorted.

"Oh, okay. I’m sorry," he said, pushing the door towards him.

"Jinki, wait," Key called out. "Come in," he gestured as the older one looked into the room again.

Onew walked in, closing the door behind him. His eyes immediately fell upon the scattered phone and the crack on the wall. He then looked at his friend. "Um... I’m guessing you’re not okay," he infered as he walked up to the other one’s bed and sat.

Key sighed.  "I need to ask you something."

"Okay, ask away," Onew said, rocking his legs back and forth.

The younger one swallowed hard, dreadful, but he still found the strength to voice his question.

"Do you know where Minho was last night?"

Before the other one even said a word, he knew the answer. Onew’s sudden uneasiness betrayed any lie he was trying to come up with.

"He was with a girl, right?"

The blonde could only nod in response. He felt bad for giving it away, but it was better if he knew now than later.

"It doesn’t mean that it’s going to last," he finally said in an effort to be reassuring.

Key snorted. "It doesn’t matter."

He got up. "It’s time I stopped being hopeful," he thought out loud.

"Are you going somewhere?" Onew asked as he watched him put on a jacket.

"Yeah, I need a drink."

He picked up his car keys and left his own room with one goal in mind: forget.

 

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mingetskey #1
Chapter 13: I feel so bad for Jonghyun... this makes me think of him and Onew falling in love, you know, just to fill Jjongs heart with love..
And I pray that Minho will finally fix it...
salome620 #2
aw... i do feel sorry for JongHyun, but MinKey is the love of my life. truly sorry Jjong...

i hope Minho got first base with his little surprise gift. i hope things would start to turn up between them. a miserable MinKey is so heart-breaking to see.

thank you for the update!
moveslikeshinee
#3
Chapter 13: Minho is so cute! He's trying to make things right in a really cute way :)
I see Kibum's not as angry as he was. There's still hope for minkey!
Keyq1998 #4
Chapter 13: Update soon author!!!
choiTaeHee
#5
ooooh so key... glad to see that jh put some senses in him ...in a way
Minho, keep on trying ;)
sarajinki
#6
Thanks everyone for your comments! `<333 Glad to see you're still invested in the story.
choiTaeHee
#7
Chapter 12: I read this chapter for the 6th time. Minho deserves everything and even more. But in the name of Love, he and Key should be back together. I dit not say Key should fall easily for Minho, he has to make him work hard to earn his trust again. Minho, you're ed up but I'm on your side, make him fall for you :p
saico_yeoja #8
Chapter 12: minho was wrong, i know..he doesn't deserve second chance, but right now i really pity him... poor minho... but, u deserve it, minho.
HarukaNaru
#9
Chapter 12: you've just broke my MinKey heart T^T waaaaaaaah.. but I honestly think that Minho deserves it... Key shouldn't take him back easily after what he has done... T^T but I hope they could get over this eventually >.<
Rw9777 #10
Chapter 12: I'm all for minkey but Minho looks so much like douchbag that I really hate and I DONT APPROVE HIM TO BE WITH THE POOR BUMMIE
BUMMIE suffered too much and Minho doesn't deserve him I think he should move on and go out with onew or jonghyun or anyone I don't care BUT NOT WITH THAT ING CHOI MINHO




I'm sorry I get excited easly please udate and love the story