I love dozen au! Can you write something angsty? Maybe the family going on holiday after ot5 just debuted (but taemin can come too) but then they forget him at the airport or something amd he has to be picked up by someone and just very angsty :)
So between Juliette promotions and Ring Ding Dong promotions, Taemin’s mom gets a huge bonus at work, and his parents decide to take the whole family on vacation to Japan. For Taemin, it was four days of pure hell, and naturally, it ends with him getting left at the airport in Tokyo. Taemin feels like he can’t breathe when he finally makes it to the gate for his flight and he’s told in choppy Korean that the plane is already on the runway getting ready for take-off. Taemin’s Japanese is horrible at this point in time, and while he can sort of understand some of it and he can speak it a little bit, there’s no way he would be able to go talk to someone and figure out what he can do.
Plus, he’s not even 16-years-old yet, and he’s still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that his family left him in the airport in a foreign country.
Taemin ends up sitting down on one of the chairs nears the gate, and all he can think to do is call his manager as he stares into the distance.
“Shouldn’t you be on a plane right now?” his manager asks.
“They left me at the airport,” Taemin mumbles. “The plane already took off, and they left me at the airport.”
His manager curses in the background, and he hears him talking with someone frantically before he starts talking to Taemin again.
“You’re in Tokyo, right? I’ll call the company and see what we can do to get you home. Just stay right where you are, alright? I’ll call you right back,” he says.
Taemin hides his face in his hands and leans over so his elbows are on his knees. This is the worst thing that’s ever happened to him. He’s literally been left in a foreign country, forgotten by his own family. This is insane. This isn’t supposed to happen to real people.
He gets a call a few minutes later that DBSK’s manager is going to pick him up; that they’re having concerts in Tokyo Dome that night and then the next night, and that Taemin will just stay with them and then come back to Korea with them, and that they’ve already bought him a plane ticket for the same flight.
“Thank you,” Taemin whispers. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault. He should be there soon, though. He has your number, and he’s going to call you when he gets there so you can find each other,” his manager tells him. “Do you want me to stay on the phone with you until he calls?”
“Please?” Taemin asks.
There’s a group of girls a short distance away who keep pointing at him and taking pictures, and they have to have figured out who is he by now. It’s scaring him a bit, if he’s being honest. At least if he’s talking on the phone they might leave him alone.
His manager asks him how his little vacation was, and Taemin says he doesn’t really want to talk about it.
“That bad, huh?”
“It wasn’t exactly the best four days of my life,” Taemin mumbles. “I just wanna go home.”
“You’ll be home soon enough,” he tells him.
When he gets a waiting call, Taemin says the other manager must be trying to call him, and that he’ll text him when he finds him. He talks with DBSK’s manager for a minute before he gets up and starts making his way to where he’s supposed to be waiting for him.
The group of girls starts following him, and now the crowd has become much larger than it was even just a couple minutes ago. Don’t these people have planes to catch? Taemin is terrified.
“There are a lot of people following me,” Taemin says quietly into his phone.
The manager sees him just then, as Taemin has exited the airport by now. He hurries over to the boy right as he’s bombarded by a group of girls, and he puts his arm around Taemin’s shoulders and keeps the girls back as best he can as he guides him to the car that’s waiting for them.
He slouches into the seat when the car starts driving away, finally able to relax after the hell of a day he’s had. Taemin puts a hand up to his forehead and leans his head back.
“Thank you,” he mumbles.
“Of course,” the manager says. “We’re going straight to Tokyo Dome, just so you know. The boys are already there for the sound check.”
“I actually get to go to Tokyo Dome?” Taemin asks, his eyes popping open and he leans to look at the manager sitting in front of him.
“You’ll be backstage with me for the night,” the manager tells him. “Did you call or text your parents or anything?”
“Yeah, I told them I hate them,” Taemin says.
The manager turns and sends a pointed look at the boy. Taemin doesn’t budge.
“You should let them know that you’re alright,” the manager says softly. “You should tell them that you’re going to stay here for a couple days before you’re going back to Korea.”
“It’s not like they care,” Taemin mumbles, slouching in his seat. “But fine.”
Taemin sends a very short text to his mom that his company took care of it and he’ll be back in Korea in a couple days.
When they pull up to Tokyo Dome, Taemin’s eyes go wide, and he stares out the window and up at the venue.
“Woah,” Taemin whispers.
The manager starts chuckling at him, and he starts laughing even more when Taemin looks completely awestruck as they walk inside.
“It’s okay that I bring this in?” Taemin asks, tightening the straps on his backpack as if to emphasize the fact that he has it.
“It’s fine, don’t worry,” the manager tells him, wrapping an arm around Taemin’s shoulders.
He brings the boy through to the back, and Taemin just sticks to his side for the night. The members are all busy preparing for the concert, but they all greet him when they notice him there. They also don’t say anything about how Taemin ended up there, which Taemin is thankful for, and they joke and thank him for coming to their big concert.
Yunho actually ends up taking a picture with Taemin, and he’s sitting on a couch while hugging Taemin tightly, big smiles on both of their faces. It gets posted later that night online, and Yunho thanks Taemin for coming to support them. Yunho thinks it’s hilarious, but Taemin whines that people are going to wonder why he was there in the first place.
That night, as they’re all about to go to bed, Yunho brings Taemin into his hotel room and says that he can stay in his room. Taemin tries to argue that he’s fine with staying in the manager’s room, but Yunho insists.
Taemin ends up sitting on Yunho’s bed while wearing one of Changmin’s shirts and an extra pair of Jaejoong’s pajama pants - because Taemin only had one change of clothes in his carry-on, and he’s going to wear them tomorrow. Yunho goes and sits down on the bed across from Taemin, mimicking the small pout that’s on Taemin’s face.
“Why are you so upset?” Yunho asks.
Taemin looks up at him with a bored expression.
“My own family left me at an airport in a foreign country,” Taemin says slowly. “I think I’m allowed to be upset.”
“That is pretty messed up,” Yunho admits. “But at least you’re here with us now! And we’re all excited you can see us perform.”
“I’m still just a rookie,” Taemin mumbles. “What do you guys care if I’m here? I’m not important or anything like you are.”
Yunho frowns and hooks his arm around Taemins neck and pulls him close to him.
“You are super important,” Yunho tells him. “Don’t think like that. We really are happy to have you here.”
“Okay,” Taemin says after a moment. “Can we go to sleep now? I’m tired.”
The next night, DBSK posts a group picture with Taemin saying that they were glad to have “Their Number One Fan!” at both of their Tokyo Dome concerts, and Taemin just laughs at how obnoxious they’re being.
When they go to the airport the day after that, Jaejoong let Taemin borrow a jacket so that no one could tell Taemin was wearing the same clothes as the day before. Taemin is very grateful for them being so nice to him.
Taemin’s also grateful that they actually make sure he gets on the plane. When they land in Korea a few hours later, he goes straight back to the SHINee dorm with a short text to his parents that just says, “I’m home.”
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When you have time, may I request a lil brother fic where Taemin does find a guy whose a bit older that he sorts likes but his brothers disapprove bc either they bc they are kinda jelly of the guy or the guy is no good ;; thank you and I swear you are the best ^^
The Ramblings of a Little Brother pt. 25 (Jinki and Minho’s POV)
“What do you mean you let him take Taemin out on a date?” Minho hisses at Jinki while they watch Taemin get in Yunho’s car.
If that shithole does anything to my baby brother I’ll shoot him.
“Well what was I supposed to do? What would you have done?” Jinki hisses right back. The two of them are standing behind the curtain in Minho’s room, watching Yunho drive away with their baby brother.
I never should have said he could ask Taeminnie out.
“We’re following him. Get your fucking shoes on, we’re going to the pier.” Jinki growls at him as he stomps out of the room and down the stairs. “Dad! Pop! Minho and I are going out!”
“Don’t stay out too late!” Kibum calls.
Jonghyun also shouts down the stairs, “And if you take money out of my wallet, I want the change!”
I make no promises, father.
“What exactly are we doing?” Minho asks with a groan as Jinki drives down the street.
If we get caught, I’m blaming you.
“We’re gonna follow them around, make sure Yunho doesn’t do anything inappropriate with the baby.” Jinki grumbles. His hands are gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white as he makes another turn.
“And you think Taemin’s not gonna see us?” Minho asks sarcastically. They both know Taemin’s sharp enough to catch on to them, even if they are discreet about it.
“Not if we hide well enough.” Jinki groans, “Now put on your damn sunglasses so we can be incognito.”
“You’re a dumbass.” Minho hisses as he jams the sunglasses onto his face.
This is totally gonna be your fault. Taemin’s gonna see us, you dumbass. And you’re the smart one?
“Please just go along with my plan.” Jinki mumbles as he parks the car. “And he’s your dumbass friend, so blame him, not me.”
Please just shut up and play along.
The two walk around the pier for a few minutes before they find Taemin and Yunho, and they hide behind a hot dog stand while they watch the couple pay a shooting game. Yunho wins, but he wraps the stuffed snake he got as a prize around Taemin’s neck, much to the delight of their little brother. Both of them want to gag at how cheesy the couple is acting.
What a shithole.
Stupid prick.
They follow the couple around the pier for a while, and after about an hour, Minho and Jinki are sitting at a picnic table eating nachos and snow cones. They’re watching Yunho feed Taemin a gummy worm, and the both of them snort when Yunho leans in to try and play some ridiculous form of the Lady and the Tramp.
Don’t you dare kiss him.
Don’t you dare, bitch.
Both of them let out a sigh of relief when Taemin bites off his half of the gummy worm and leans back with an embarrassed look on his face.
Thank God.
You’re not as easy as I thought you were, then. That’s good. Stay pure, young one.
Don’t let older men corrupt you, baby brother.
“I think we’ve stalked them enough. Taemin seems to be responsible enough.” Minho mumbles as he takes the last nacho.
“Fine, let’s go. You can tell Pop why we don’t have any change.” Jinki smirks as he gets up to throw away their plate and the rest of his snow cone, “And no snow cones in my car, you’ll drip everywhere.”
“Fine, moron.” Minho scoffs as he slurps the last of the syrup out of the ice and throws it away.
Once they leave, Taemin turns and smirks at Yunho, “They’re gone, now. You can kiss me, if you want.”
“Finally,” Yunho lets out a relieved sigh, and he smiles as he leans down to kiss Taemin on the lips, “I thought they’d never leave.”
Hi since you're on a Yuntae kick I was wondering if you could do a yuntae fic where Yuhno works for the military and then maybe have taemin as a kindergarten teacher or really any occupation and have Yuhno surprise him at work? Please and thank you!
Coming Home
“You’re doing so much better with your capital letters, have you been practicing at home?” Taemin asks one of his little students as he kneels down to check the progress of the children at the table labeled “Lions.”
“Yes, Mr. Lee.” The little boy smiles at him, a gap showing where he lost his tooth earlier that morning.
“That’s very good. Here, you go put a star next to your name, okay?” Taemin smiles as he hands the boy the sticker sheet to pick his favorite color star. The boy grins and picks out an orange one before shuffling over to the poster with all their names and putting in the line with the rest of his stars.
When he comes back, and after Taemin checks the progress of the other four children at the table, he moves over to the “Elephant” table and sees how they’re coming along. He gives a star to the little girl who’s been having trouble focusing on their lessons, because she’s nearly done, and all of her letters are very neatly written for a five year old.
“You’ve been doing really well, today, and I think I’ll send you home with a note telling your mommy and daddy how much progress you’re making. How does that sound?” Taemin smiles when her pigtails fly around as she nods her head. He had to send her home the other day with a note of how she wasn’t paying attention and was causing a ruckus amongst her table mates, but since then, she’s been so much more focused. He’s also been paying a little more attention to her when he makes his rounds during their assignments, and he thinks the positive attention is making her a little more determined to pay attention to the lessons. She’s not a bad kid in the least, and he just wants to make sure he’s actually teaching her something.
After checking on the “Monkeys,” “Tigers,” “Bears,” and, “Giraffes,” he moves to the front of the room and asks them to put their alphabet workbooks away and to take out their math workbooks.
“We’re going to be doing more addition today, so turn to page,” Taemin trails off when he looks at the door where people are walking in, and he stands frozen in front of his twenty-four kindergarteners. His breathing almost stops and he puts a hand to his mouth as his boyfriend walks in with that stupid, wide grin on his face. He’s still in his uniform, and his boots are heavy even against the carpet of the classroom, and Taemin feels like he’s going to cry.
He didn’t even know Yunho was coming home, yet here he is, waltzing into Taemin’s classroom with the Principal and a couple other administration members behind him, along with a couple of their friends who are filming the damn thing on their phones and laughing at the look on Taemin’s face. Taemin hides his face in Yunho’s shoulder when the older man pulls him into a tight hug, his arms wrapping around his neck while Yunho practically squeezes him in half. His fingers run through Yunho’s hair despite the short length, and he grips at the fabric of his uniform as he laughs into his shoulder. Yunho is squeezing him and pulling him closer and whispering that it’s okay, and not to cry, because he should be happy. He can hear his little students asking what’s going on, and a few of them are cheering happily when they realize that this man is so important to their teacher.
“You didn’t tell me you were coming home,” Taemin says with a tearful laugh. He pulls his face out of Yunho’s shoulder and smiles despite the tears in his eyes.
“I wanted to surprise you,” Yunho tells him with a little laugh, his own eyes tearing up, “Surprise.”
Taemin laughs puts his head back on Yunho’s shoulder, and the older man kisses the side of his head before whispering in his ear, “I’ll kiss you properly when there aren’t so many little eyes watching us.”
“I love you,” Taemin tells him, moving to kiss Yunho’s cheek and grinning at him as he holds the older man’s cheeks in his hands.
“I love you, too.” Yunho tells him.
And it’s so nice for them to both finally hear it in person instead of over the phone or through video chat. So they say it again and again until Taemin’s little students are asking what page they’re supposed to turn to, because Taemin never said. They both laugh, and Yunho kisses him on the cheek again before telling him that he’ll see him at home, and Taemin’s so happy because Yunho is finally home.
Taemin closes his eyes tightly as he’s backed against the wall. SHINee only finished recording a few minutes ago, and he curses himself for getting separated from his members backstage. It’ll be okay, though. If he keeps his eyes closed and doesn’t respond, they’ll get bored and leave him alone eventually, they always leave him alone eventually. They’re just rookies, jealous that Taemin’s younger than them but still technically their senior, and they’ll get bored of him eventually.
Eventually needs to come sooner, though, because he doesn’t know how much longer he can handle this.
They’re taunting him, telling him to go back to middle school and leave the idol life to the big boys, and Taemin wants so desperately to yell at them that Fuck you, I’m in high school, now! but that will only make things worse.
They’re getting mad at him, snarling that he only debuted last year, why does he think he’s so special? Yeah, well it’s still a whole year earlier than you, wasn’t it, shitbrain? He wants so badly to tell them, but he can’t.
Then they make fun of his hair, the dyed reddish-brown that apparently makes him look like Ronald McDonald when it’s curled, and Taemin knows that, but he doesn’t really care, but apparently everyone else does. Besides, it’s not curled right now, so what do they care? Apparently they care a whole lot. Enough to grab his hair and pull his head back as they snarl in his ear about how much they hate him and how bad he is at being an idol and how he’s too young.
Why didn’t he just follow right behind Jinki like he always does? Why did he not ask Kibum to wait for him while he tied his shoe like he should have? Why didn’t Minho or Jonghyun just wait for him when they noticed he wasn’t walking with them? Why the fuck is he by himself with these people who hate his guts even though he’s never even talked to them before?
Question after question runs through his mind while he tries to block out the taunting words and the snarls of these men who are for some reason so afraid of him that they’re trying to intimidate him to stop being an idol.
It isn’t until they whisper certain words in his ears that he starts trembling, but by then, someone else is rushing over to them, shouting at them to leave him alone, and Taemin is left standing against the wall with his eyes still shut and a familiar voice whispering to him that it’s going to be okay, what did they do to you, are you alright?
Taemin shakes his head, his eyes still shut as he falls against the older boy. Strong arms wrap around him, and that deep, soothing voice is telling him you’re going to be alright, I’ll always make sure you’re alright.
Instead of going back to the dorm with his members, he’s being driven to another dorm. No one’s home, Taemin, it’s just going to be us, is what he’s told, and he’s glad, because he’s still trembling and he’s still scared and he wants to badly to just lay down on a couch with him and be told repeatedly that he’s going to be alright, that he’ll always be protected.
That’s what he gets. Yunho sits down on the couch with Taemin, the younger boy practically on his lap as he runs his fingers through his hair and wraps Taemin in a hug and whispers, I’ll always protect you, Taemin, you’ll always be protected.
A blanket is being wrapped around him, and and Taemin smiles up at Yunho, because he’s so nice, and he’s always protecting him, he really is. He likes just being with him, sitting with him on the couch while some dumb drama plays in the background. Taemin rests his head under Yunho’s chin, and the older boy rubs his arm and whispers sweetly in his ear to calm him down.
A few hours later, Taemin tells him what they said. Yunho gets angry, but not at Taemin, never at Taemin. He promises that he’s going to make sure they get in trouble, but Taemin doesn’t want that. I just want them to leave me alone, get them to leave me alone, he begs and begs until Yunho is kissing his forehead and promising him, They’ll leave you alone, I promise they’ll leave you alone.
They continue to sit together on the couch, Yunho whispering sweet nothings into his ear and making promises Taemin knows he can’t keep, but he appreciates them anyway. Now, he’s closing his eyes, but not out of fear, but because he’s being protected, because Yunho is his protector, and he’ll always make sure that Taemin is safe.
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Anon who requested the gay-taemin prompt! It was good, you did a good job, so don't worry about it because it was good! ☺️ I can't wait for the continuation part of it omg I'm literally peeing my pants in excitement. If you haven't already decided, maybe jjong or Kibum catches Taemin in his room with a boy or something? Or Kibum thinks there's something else going on with Tae and Kai's friendship (which there is 😏) and he catches THEM in tae's room? Thanks omfg I love you dkdlmdskdbenekssknpqwn
so because i think i’m making yuntae a thing i’m gonna make it yuntae?
The Ramblings of a Little Brother pt. 22
“He’s just hanging out with me, Jinki, holy crap.” Taemin hisses, “Why are you being so weird?”
If you give me away to dad and pops I’ll slit your throat in your sleep.
“I just don’t think you should be hanging out with an older boy alone in your room with the door closed.” Jinki tells him, his arms crossed as he glares at Yunho.
Fuckin’ nerd, leave us alone.
“Can you not be a dick for like twenty seconds, please?” Taemin rolls his eyes, “Don’t you have a girlfriend to go knock up?”
“Don’t you have a straight reputation to be keeping in this house?”
Touche.
“I’m not gonna do anything to him, Jinki, I promise.” Yunho tells him, “We’re just gonna hang out for a little while.”
Thank you for attempting to calm the asshole, but it’s not that easy.
“Fine. But his door stays open.” Jinki tells the two of them before stomping down the hall to his own room.
What the fuck bro that was way too easy how come he listened to you and not me?
Before Taemin can even question it, Yunho takes Taemin’s hand and pulls him down the hall towards Taemin’s room. They sit together on Taemin’s bed for a little while, just talking and listening to music before Yunho gets up and moves Taemin’s door so it’s just barely open. Taemin’s about to question him, but the older boy pushes him back onto the bed and smirks before running his thumb over Taemin’s jaw.
Oh God you’re hot.
“What are you doing?” Taemin whispers, his eyes staring at Yunho’s lips.
“Thought we could use a little privacy.” Yunho tells him, “If you’re okay with that.”
Taemin nods quickly, “More than okay.”
If my family wasn’t home, I’d tell you to fuck me.
“Cool,” Yunho smirks, “So just, close your eyes,”
Taemin does as he’s told, and he feels lips moving on top of his and fingers tangling in his hair while Yunho’s other hand feels up his side. He kisses back as best as he can, and his hands move to grip Yunho’s hair. It’s going well, it’s going so well and Taemin is so pleased with himself because he’s actually kissing Yunho, and Yunho started it, and this is just going so well. Until Jonghyun comes into the room.
“What the fuck?” Jonghyun yells, “Get off of my son!”
FUCKING SHIT.
The two immediately separate as Kibum comes hurrying up the stairs, and Taemin resists the urge to groan at the thought of his fathers catching him making out again.
This is hell. I am in hell.
“Taemin?” Jonghyun asks, “What the hell, Taemin?”
“It’s not what it looked like!” Taemin argues as Yunho gets up.
Don’t you fucking dare leave me here like Kai did!
“I’ll uh, see you at school, Taemin.” With that, Yunho hurries out of the room and down the stairs to leave the house.
WHY DOES EVERYONE LEAVE ME TO DEAL WITH DAD AND POPS BEING ANGRY AS FUCK?
“Taemin, I thought you said that you and Kai were just figuring out how to kiss when we caught you?” Kibum asks as he moves to sit on Taemin’s bed.
Please don’t talk to me about making out please oh my God you have no boundaries dad oh my God.
“We were,” Taemin tells them, and he hides his face in his pillows when Jonghyun sits down on the bed, too.
“Then what was that, hmm?” Kibum asks, and Taemin groans into the pillow.
“Don’t make me tell you.” Taemin’s words are muffled, and he grips the pillow when Jonghyun pats his back.
“Taemin, there’s nothing wrong with being gay.” Jonghyun tells him softly, “I hope that’s one thing you’ve learned from being our son.”
Do not guilt trip me into telling you about my sexuality, that’s not how this works.
“But I don’t think I’m gay, per se.” Taemin tells them through the pillow.
“What do you mean?” Kibum laughs, “Taeminnie, this is twice now we’ve caught you making out with a boy.”
“Don’t say making out, it’s weird!” Taemin gags, “You’re too old to be talking about that kinda thing!”
“I am not old!” Kibum shouts, slapping Taemin’s shoulder.
Dad, you’re like 40 something, that’s old.
“Taeminnie-” Jonghyun starts, but Taemin groans and brings his head out of his pillows before he can finish.
“I think I’m bi, okay, God!” Taemin yells before slamming his face back into his pillow, “Now stop being annoying about it!”
“I told you.” Kibum hisses at Jonghyun.
Wait, what?
“He told me he liked that girl in his biology class, remember? I told you he was bi!” Kibum smirks at his husband who rolls his eyes in return.
“Fine, you were right. But what does he have right now? That’s right, a boyfriend.” Jonghyun says back in a tone just as snappy as Kibum’s.
HOW FUCKING DARE YOU ARGUE ABOUT WHETHER OR NOT I LIKE GIRLS OR BOYS.
“Wait, do you really think Yunho wants to be my boyfriend?” Taemin asks as his head snaps out of the pillows.
“You’re not allowed to date until you’re thirty.” Kibum tells him, “You’re my baby, I’m not gonna let you grow up.”
“Dad!” Taemin whines, “That’s not fair! Jinki has a girlfriend!”
“He’s not the baby.” Kibum tells him as he crosses his arms.
“Wait, Jinki has a girlfriend?” Jonghyun asks.
Shit.
“You didn’t hear it from me!” Taemin tells them while they run out of the room to go interrogate their oldest son.
That was so cute how Taemin told Jinki about possibly being gay! Could you maybe do something like Jinki being an over protective brother and watching all of Minho's friends to try and find out who it possibly could be? Like, he's judging every one of them trying to see if he thinks any are good for Taemin? Maybe another one of Jinki's POVs?
everyone seems to think that it’s a huge secret which of minho’s friends taem likes but i totally thought i made him tell jinki it was yunho???
The Ramblings of a Little Brother pt. 20 (Jinki’s POV)
He seduced the baby Taemin is a baby faced freshman and he’s been seduced by someone in my grade? Taemin is the baby you’re not supposed to seduce the baby.
Jinki seethes silently as he watches Taemin watching Yunho during lunch.
If he so much as touches a hair on Taemin’s head, I’m going to rip his balls off.
He has his next class with Yunho, and when they’re waiting for their teacher to come back and unlock the door, he pulls Yunho aside and stares at him as intimidatingly as possible.
If you hurt my baby brother, I’ll kill you.
“Don’t think that just because Changmin deleted the video that I didn’t see what you did to my baby brother.” Jinki hisses at him.
“Oh my God, I didn’t do anything to him!” Yunho tells him, “He was dancing, and I was holding onto his hips, big deal.”
“He’s a baby!”
“He’s a teenager, dumbass.” Yunho scoffs, “And he’s cute.”
Oh my God, you like him back.
“Don’t you dare touch him again.” Jinki seethes.
“Look,” Yunho sighs before looking around, “He’s cute, right? You’d be cool with me just taking him out or something this weekend, right?”
Did you not listen to a goddamn word I just said?
“You have to prove to me that you’re worthy of him before you can even talk to him.” Jinki tells him.
Because I’m not gonna let my baby brother get hurt. He’s been hurt enough, lately.
“And how do I do that?” Yunho asks, “Do I have to write a poem professing my undying love for him?”
Stop being a sarcastic asshole.
“Prove that you’re not gonna take him out just so you can get your filthy fucking hands on him.” Jinki growls, “I’m not gonna let you take advantage of him.”
“You can follow us, if you’re so paranoid.” Yunho rolls his eyes, and Jinki knows he’s only being sarcastic, but he smirks anyways.
“Deal. You can ask him to go out with you on Saturday if you let me and Minho follow you around.” Jinki smiles, and Yunho looks confused.
“Are you serious?”
“As serious as a heart attack.”
Either you let me follow you, or you can go find some other freshman to seduce.
“Fine,” Yunho agrees, “I’ll take him down to the pier on Saturday if he’s cool with it. If you get caught, I’ll deny that we ever had this conversation.”
“Fine.”
Only because Taemin seems to really like you. Who knows why, you jerk.
so uh does anyone wanna write me some cute fluffy yuntae because finals are stressing me the fuck out and i almost got run over by a bicycle like an hour ago and this just has not been my month and cute fluffy rare pairing fic will make me feel better?
