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Minjung stands and leaves, grabbing a robe off a hook on her way out. Once she shuts the door, Gwiboon and Junghee look at each other.
âShe is, without a doubt, the sweetest and most thoughtful person Iâve ever met.â Junghee says, almost starting to cry again.
âNormally Iâd be upset that you didnât say after me but I canât even be mad because itâs true.â
When Junghee wakes up, sheâs confused. She feels Gwiboonâs hand holding on to her boob, per usual, but thereâs a second hand resting at her waist as well and sheâs wearing a nightgown she doesnât remember buying. She does her best to turn around without waking up Gwiboon, to see if it helps to jog her memory. While thereâs nothing about Gwiboon that seems odd, save the her own unfamiliar pajamas, everything is made clear when Junghee spots Minjungâs sleeping form on the far side of the bed. Excitement bubbles up and she finishes turning to face Gwiboon and Minjung. How sheâd ended up on the far end of Minjung is a mystery to her, but sheâs still more than happy to have woken up here. She moves hair out of Gwiboonâs face, strokes her cheek, then reaches and does the same for Minjung. Theyâd been drunk enough and tired enough that theyâd all gone to bed after little more than a few kisses. Though she doesnât want to rush things and sheâs surprised that things have made it this far, sheâs still a little sad that things didnât go any further. Gwiboon starts huffing before opening one eye. She sees Junghee and looks vaguely perplexed by the arm on her waist. Junghee has to mouth âMinjungâ a few times before she catches on. Gwibbon moves and holds Minjungâs hand. Junghee half expects Minjung to start waking up too, but she remains deeply asleep. She leans to give Gwiboon a good morning kiss and the phone starts ringing. She gets out of bed and makes her way to the living room as quickly as she can.
âHello?â she asks, hoping itâs not a personal call.
âThis is Officer Joon. Is this Ms. Choi?â
âThis is Ms. Choiâs line, but Iâm Kim Junghee. Ms. Choi isnât able to come to the phone at the moment.â
âThatâs perfectly fine, I was calling to speak to you and the other Ms. Kim anyways. I regret to inform you that your agent, one Mr. Kwon, has been arrested.â
Junghee is struck with fear. âArrested? On what charges?â
âMiss, I donât want to upset you with the details, but they are particularly unsavory and involve some of the...younger girls of your agency.â
âOh. Thank you for your call, Officer Joon.â
âHas there been any occurrences between yourself and Mr. Kwon or the other Ms. Kim and Mr. Kwon that you would like to report at this time?â
âNo sir. Weâre pretty new to the agency and seem to have been lucky.â
âThatâs a relief, Miss. If I need to get ahold of you again, should I call this number again?â
âFor the time being, yes. Iâll leave our other number with Ms. Choi if we leave this residency.â
âThank you, Miss. Iâm sorry that I had to tell you this.â
Junghee hangs up the phone and makes her way back to Minjungâs bedroom. When she gets back, Gwiboon is in the process of waking up Minjung.
âJungie, whatâs wrong, my dove?â she asks.
Junghee is almost in tears. âRemember how we said that it seemed that there were inappropriate dealings with those two teens in our company? Between them and Mr. Kwon? Apparently we werenât wrong. Heâs been arrested as of this morning.â
Gwiboon sits up, mouth and eyes wide in disbelief.
âArrested?â
Junghee nods and sits on the edge of the bed. Minjung finally starts rubbing her eyes and manages to sit up by the time Junghee properly starts crying. Gwiboon seems too in shock to comfort her, so Minjung reaches out and takes Jungheeâs hand. She says something about making a call and slips out of the room. Gwiboon finally comes to and wraps an arm around Junghee, pulling her back so that theyâre laying face to face.
âGwi, what are we going to do?â Junghee asks through tears.
âI donât know, Jungie, but itâll be okay, I know it will be.â
Theyâre almost asleep by the time that Minjung comes back. She sits at the edge of the bed between them.
âI called Jinki, my manager. He said that one of our other agents, Suho, who I know fairly well, has just had his two models retire and that the company has a pretty good knowledge of you two. I know this is really sudden, and Iâm sorry if it feels like Iâm meddling, but if youâre interested, theyâll sign you on so that youâre not out of work or anything. If youâre interested, they said to let them know and theyâll swing by for lunch to discuss it. They also said that for now, it might be easiest if you stay with me for a while while this whole thing is still going on. Though I donât mind you continuing to borrow my things, they can also stop by your house and grab things for you if youâd like. Iâm going to go make breakfast so you two can talk about it. Just come out whenever youâre ready and decided.â
Minjung stands and leaves, grabbing a robe off a hook on her way out. Once she shuts the door, Gwiboon and Junghee look at each other.
âShe is, without a doubt, the sweetest and most thoughtful person Iâve ever met.â Junghee says, almost starting to cry again.
âNormally Iâd be upset that you didnât say after me but I canât even be mad because itâs true.â
âWhat do you think we should do, Gwi?â
âI mean, it wouldnât hurt to at least look at the terms theyâre offering. If theyâre familiar with us and still willing to sign us that must mean that they are at least interested in us.â
âThatâs what I was thinking.â
âI know this is off topic and weâre having an important discussion but this is the most comfortable bed Iâve ever slept on and I would not mind sleeping in it for the rest of my life.â
Junghee giggles. âI was thinking that this morning.â
âShould we go out?â
Junghee nods and they both sit up. They grab two other robes off the hook and make their way into the kitchen. Minjungâs in the kitchen ladling pancake batter into a pan.
âI hope you donât mind pancakes,â she says when she notices them. âI usually make eggs in the morning but I thought you two could probably use a little pick-me-up instead.â
âI canât remember the last time I had pancakes, Iâm so excited.â Junghee says, creeping up behind Minjung.
She wraps an arm around Minjungâs waist and again, Gwiboon is more than content with the view. She sits at the table and watches the other two with a faint smile. When everythingâs cooked, Minjung hands the plate of pancakes to Junghee to carry as she brings out cups and orange juice. Once everyoneâs seated pancakes are distributed.
âSo, what did you two decide?â Minjung asks shyly after a few bites.
âAs long as the terms are good, I think weâre both more than willing to sign with your agency.â Junghee explains, trying her best to sound sure of herself.
Gwiboon reaches out and takes Minjungâs empty hand. âThank you for setting this up. It really means a lot, especially with how little you know us.â
Minjung smiles. âYouâre welcome, donât worry about it. Iâve known more than a few girls that this kind of thing has happened to and Iâd feel awful if I didnât try to help.â
Once breakfast is finished, they all get dressed and then call to the agency is made. Soon enough, Jinki and Suho arrive. Most of the afternoon is spent going through the new contracts; theyâre much more fair than their former ones and theyâre almost glad that this happened. As part of the contract, they agree to move in with Minjung, at least temporarily, until everything is sorted. Itâs well passed dinnertime by the time they leave and Gwiboon and Junghee are more than exhausted. Minjung makes more sandwiches for dinner and she lets them take a bath while she sits in bed and reads. Once theyâre done, she takes one herself. Soon enough theyâre all ready for bed. Junghee lays in the middle of them this time, with Gwiboon to her right and Minjung to her left. Idle chatter soon turns to talk of past romance. Gwiboon and Junghee talk at length about their former pursuits while Minjung stays mostly quiet.
âMinjung, if you donât mind me prying,â Junghee starts unsurely, âhave you ever had a proper girlfriend? Like I know you said you had one, but was she just a friend or more?â
Minjung sighs a little and Gwiboon can tell sheâs poked something that probably ought to have been left alone.
âShe was...something in between.â she says quietly.
âIs it the girl in the picture at the beach?â Gwiboon asks before she can stop herself.
âYes. Her name is Taeyeon. We grew up together. Iâve always known that I liked girls, and when we were around 14 I confessed that I had feelings for her. When we were 16, she decided that she had feelings for me too. Her parents are very religious, she comes from a Catholic family. So her feelings were very on-off. Some days, I really could believe that she loved me and wanted me. Sheâd kiss me and hold my hand and say that weâd always be together. Other days, sheâd be almost cold. Even if I was just touching her arm to get her attention, sheâd act like I was trying to do something indecent. She eventually went to school at a university near here, so her parents were fine with her coming to live with me, since they didnât know. When she dropped out, she moved back home and I tried to be understanding. A few weeks later, she called me to tell me not to come around anymore. That sheâd found a good Christian man at school that sheâd been seeing for a few months behind my back and as of that day they were engaged. I was heartbroken. Six years I had done my best to respect her and love her as she wanted and I was thrown out like leftovers just like that. That was almost two years ago. She has a son now.â
Sheâs understandably close to tears, and next to her, softhearted Junghee is also close to crying. She kisses Minjungâs cheek.
âThatâs so cruel! I canât believe anyone would do that, least of all to you!â
Minjung laughs bitterly. âI guess you better start believing.â
Gwiboon reaches across Junghee and takes Minjungâs hand. âThough Iâm sorry youâve been hurting over this and think itâs awful that she did that, Iâm thankful for her evil ways. If you were still with her, then we wouldnât get to be the luckiest girls ever and be in your bed. I know eight years is a long time to grow accustomed to loving someone, but Iâve only really know you for eight days and Iâm already ready to declare my undying love for you. As long as you donât mind sharing and being shared with Junghee, that is.â
Minjung moves their hands up so that she can place soft kisses to Gwiboonâs palm. âEight years is a long time to love someone, but eight days can be good enough to start loving someone new. Taeyeon always said I was too clingy and greedy with her time. Maybe being shared would be nice, if it meant always being wanted.â
Gwiboon longs to say more, but she feels Junghee falling asleep in her arms and knows they've said enough for one night. She signals it to Minjung and both kiss her cheek. After a goodnight kiss between the two of them, Minjung reaches over and turns off the light. As she moves to get comfortable, Gwiboon canât help but to wonder what the future will bring. Â
SHINee Nature AU: âYour kisses are like miracle fruit that sweetens my life.â or the one where Minho grows too much fruit and everyoneâs day gets a little sweeter. (JongMinKey,~900 words)
Jonghyun, who had heard the comment, yelled âI mean the third option is we keep kissing and you take a nap.â
It had been an easy day on the island. Everyone had gathered together for a very important project. Not storm making or adventuring or any of the normal sort. It was more of a cleaning mission. Somehow, Minho had sent all of his fruit bearing plants into overdrive and now he and Jonghyun had more than they could possibly eat to deal with. So of course they invited Taemin, Jinki, and Kibum over for a picnic of sorts. Jonghyun and Minho had made reed baskets for everything, pulling it all out on the beach. It was quite a bounty, even for five people with seemingly endless appetites. They had already started peeling tangerines by the time the others finally came around. They sat in a circle at first, each person picking one type of fruit: Jinki had apples; Jonghyun, strawberries; Kibum, persimmons; Taemin, bananas; and Minho kept the tangerines. Beside them lay more baskets which were less full, but had other fruits like peaches, lemons, and grapes. Theyâd peel and clean it off, then either eat it themselves or feed someone else.Â
When the sun finally started to set, they decided that theyâd had enough to eat. Minho, Kibum, and Jonghyun decided to nap while Taemin and Jinki started playing around with the remaining fruit down in the surf. Jinki would pull up a tiny bit of water and use it to dramatically slice up an apple while juggling tangerines. Taemin, on the other hand, was trying to figure out how to use lightning to cut fruit. After 10 attempts, all he had was fruit mash. It wasnât often that the two of them just played for the sake of it.
When they woke up, Jonghyun, Minho, and Kibum watched Taemin and Jinki for a while. Since Jinki seemed to have a pretty good hold on Taeminâs attention, they figured they had at least a little while to be more affectionate before the Mr. kissing police started sending miniature storm clouds and other annoyances their way. They had figured out a system to make sure that none of them got left out when it was affection time. Minho, who was both the top donor and top recipient of affection, would sit in the middle. When Jonghyun or Kibum wanted his attention, theyâd simply tap his shoulder or cheek and heâd oblige. Minho prided himself on trying to be as fair and equal as he could be. Today, Minho was on the receiving end of both Jonghyun and Kibumâs affections. At first, it went smoothly. Tap, tap. A kiss from Kibum. Tap, tap. A kiss from Jonghyun. Back and forth. Then, equal time became obviously not enough time.
âYou know, I should be able to get two kisses for each one you get,â Kibum started, poking at Jonghyun. âYou live with him so you have 24/7 access while I only get a few hours a week.â
âIf you want more kisses then come visit more. Itâs not like thereâs a chance we wonât be here,â Jonghyun sneered.
âIf youâre always here that just proves my point that you get more kisses overall so I should get more now!â
âIf you want time to get more kisses than other people then maybe you should just set time aside to visit just Minho! But since this is the three of us time, you get one for each I get!â
Still sandwiched between the two of them, Minho sighed. Theyâd argued about this before at great length. It always made him laugh that the two would waste more than half their  affection time arguing about who should get kisses. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jinki gesturing that Taemin was losing interest in his games and that they were almost out of time. Tired of not getting the affection he wanted, Minho put an arm around each of them.
âI know you two like arguing about who deserves more kisses but Iâm not quite feeling it today. I donât know if you noticed, but I have two cheeks. Which is convenient since thereâs two of you. Two cheeks, two of you, twice the kisses.â he explained, jokingly.
Jonghyun and Kibum looked at each other and laughed before shifting closer so they could each reach their respective cheek. Jinki was surprised at the sudden peace and dropped his tangerines. As he reached to pick them up, he heard Taemin mutter under his breath.
âWhat if neither of you kissed him and you guys just took another nap.â
Jinki started laughing and dropped his remaining tangerines. He tried to suppress it so the three could finish having their moment, but it was too much.
âTaemin, what did you say? Are you trying to rekill Jinki or something?â Kibum called, his face somewhere between concerned and amused.
Jonghyun, who had heard the comment, yelled âI mean the third option is we keep kissing and you take a nap.â
Taeminâs face turned red, though it was obvious he was pleased that heâd made Jinki laugh so hard. The sun finally set and it grew dark on the beach. Begrudgingly, Jinki, Taemin, and Kibum got up to leave. Jinki set off first after quick hugs for everyone. Taemin also said goodbye quickly but lingered, waiting for Kibum.
âTaemin, you should probably go ahead but really slowly,â Jonghyun called as he headed towards the garden. âIâm going to go inside so Kibum can have the alone time with Minho that heâs obviously desperate for and I know how much you want to see that.â
Helloooo friend can i request the "camping and it starts raining" established relationship au ask thing?? With jongho?? Cuz i relate to that very much lmao đđ ur fabulous
âHey,â Minho touches the back of Jonghyunâs hand, âjust think, how romantic this is. We can even make out in the rain if you want.â
It had been Minhoâs idea to go camping, but itâd been Jonghyun who had convinced Minho (with an easy grin and a kiss or two pressed to his lips) that they could go exploring before coming back to set up the tent.
âItâs only 2 in the afternoon,â Minho grumps, âitâs sunny and there are no clouds in the sky-â
âI didnât hear you complaining! How was I supposed to know how quickly the weather changes here?â Jonghyun shivers when a fat droplet of rain splats on the back of his neck. âGod, I hate this.â
âLetâs just make a run for it. I read that you get less wet if youâre moving-â
âWeâre already soaked, Minho. Itâd be different if the tent were up, but we have to set it up in the rain now.â Jonghyun hates being wet if it isnât his choice.
âHey,â Minho touches the back of Jonghyunâs hand, âjust think, how romantic this is. We can even make out in the rain if you want.â
Jonghyun canât help giggling at that and he can practically feel Minho sag with relief. âIâm sorry for snapping at you, Minho.â
âItâs fine, baby. I know how you get about being wet - itâs like Kibum andâŚwell, everything.â
âDonât be mean to Kibummie!â
âIâm just glad Iâm trapped like this with you and not him. Jeez, thatâd be a nightmare. I can practically hear him bitching about his hair, and his expensive clothes, and-â
âHis phone,â Jonghyun cuts in, âdonât forget that. God, please bring him here?â
âWeâd have to take him out somewhere nice to apologize,â Minho muses, âsome nice restaurant.â
âI miss Kibummie,â Jonghyun mumbles, and that is when Minho grabs his hand and tugs.
âCâmon, we gotta run for it!â thereâs a playfulness in Minhoâs smile, his eyes, his voice when he says, âthe floor is made of lava!â
And that should make no sense, but Jonghyun just laughs and begins to rush through the forest, Minho by his side. It turns into a race at some point, stops when Jonghyun slips and tumbles down a short incline. It isnât much, but Minho still stops and jogs over to his boyfriend, blinking rain from his eyes and holding out his hand. Jonghyun takes it and frowns when he sees the mud stained to his jeans, pouting pitifully up at Minho.
âAre we back?â
Minho points to a tree theyâve just passed and nods. âThatâs the tree I marked. It should be just ahead.â
Theyâre grateful now that theyâd decided to hang their stuff up on a branch instead of leaving it out on the ground; Minho shimmies up the tree and Jonghyun catches their stuff, wrinkling his nose at the unpleasant wet and cold of it.
âYou brought the instructions, right?â
Minho stares wide-eyed at Jonghyun, confusion knitting his brow until Jonghyun repeats his phrase. But then he just shakes his head slowly, an incredulous grin flirting with his lips. âI thought you brought them!â
Jonghyun just sighs.
(And Kibum frowns when the two of them come home with colds from staying wet and cold for so long.
âThe things I do for you two,â he mumbles as he pours them both tea while they soak in hot baths.)