Pairing: main!Minho/Jonghyun; side!Onew/Key
Genre: Romance, High School AU
Disclaimer: Fantasy is: I own them. Reality is: SM does.
Warnings: issues of homophobia
Summary: Choi Minho is Park High's soccer star, the girls' crush and the boys hate object. But at the same time, Choi Minho is also "Yunmi", part of the high school students' organized and administrated suggestion box service "Chocolate Worries" where only the workers themselves know who is part of the staff.
What will happen when an unexpected love confession from an unexpected source ends up in Yunmi's letter box?
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Alternative Ending | Epilogue
“I'll give him a sign.”
“Are you sure of that Minho?”
“Yes Jinki, I am. Make sure to have Kibum prepared.”
“You really don't feel the way for him that he feels for you?”
Minho sighed into his phone.
“Jinki, I'm still insecure about this whole thing. It's better to let him go before he hurts too much, just like you said. I'm doing the best thing for him. I can't make him wait forever until I figured this out for myself. It's selfish to keep him on the hold. God knows, maybe he'll fall for Taemin, that guy knows at least that he likes him that way.”
“Will you be alright?”
“Why are you suddenly so hesitant? Don't worry about me.”
“... I just wanted to make sure.”
“Okay, I'll hang up. Bye.”
Jinki let his real thoughts linger in the silence of the cut call.
“It's because you changed, Minho. It might be funny to say this, but he became more important to you than both of us expected.”
“Taem- oh, it's you Minho.”
“Where you expecting someone else? Fine, then I'll leave again.”
Jonghyun immediately held him back.
“No, come in. Now that you're here I can't let you go like that.”
Growling Minho entered Jonghyun's house. He had been here a couple of times, usually Jonghyun's parents were at home and he stayed over for dinner. Calmly he followed Jonghyun up into his room. On the wall were a couple of pictures with the soccer team, with Key, with his family and one of Minho and Jonghyun from the Linkin Park concert.
“Make yourself comfortable, I'm sure Taemin doesn't mind having you here as well.”
Minho's blood started to boil. How he loathed that tiny guy, was he everything Jonghyun cared about these days? What was that talk towards Yunmi about Minho being the first person he had earnestly feelings for?
“Something wrong Minho?” Jonghyun carefully asked, causing Minho to explode
“Taemin, Taemin, all I hear from your mouth these days is Taemin! Taemin is coming over, Taemin do you want more coffee, Taemin you have to tell me how your test went, Taemin let's do something next Sunday, oh Taemin is coming over, Taemin, Taemin, Taemin. Why do I even still bother coming over when the main person is going to be, oh surprise, Lee Taemin, now who would have thought that?”
Jonghyun stared at him, startled from the sudden outburst.
“Don't you like Taemin?”
“I loath Taemin, I loath him with all my heart.”
“What has he even done to you?” asked Jonghyun defensive, suddenly very offended.
“Other than that he is all over you and you're all over him? And look, you're jumping to his side again, protecting little Taemin who is oh-so innocent and oh-so clueless, yeah right.” Minho commented sarcastically, fuming from anger and avoiding to look into Jonghyun's face. He was mad, so angry, he just wanted to yell into Jonghyun's face about how blind he was about Taemin's approaches.
“If I didn't know better” Jonghyun said with a hint of amusement in his voice “I'd say you're jealous.”
“DAMN RIGHT I AM!” Minho yelled and stormed out like the main character in a typical Korean drama.
5 missed calls and 5 messages from Jinki.
“I had a feeling it would turn out like this.”
Why thank you, just what Minho needed. Jinki's wisdom.
8 missed calls and 6 messages from Key.
“Never thought you had the diva in you. Please call us.”
He had learned from the best at least, Kibum should be proud of him.
Nothing from Jonghyun. Fuck.
Minho sighed and stretched out on the bank in his usual jog park. His feet hurt from the angry running and he had nothing to drink, ignoring the ringing of his phone and the chills from the beginning night. Closing his eyes he tilted his head back. What a huge drama he had created there just now? So much for being reasonable and mature, he had behaved like a kid that didn't like his favorite toy being played with by other kids.
Out of sudden there was a weight on his thighs and something warm hit his forehead. Slowly Minho opened his eyes and was greeted by Jonghyun's face.
“Jonghyun? What are you doing on my lap?”
He tried to shove the other off, but Jonghyun just locked his legs tighter.
“I'm making sure you're not running off with your feelings again. Here drink this, I figured you'd be cold.”
He held a warm coffee into Minho's face who admit defeat and silently took sips from the paper cup.
“You can get off now, I'm not running away.”
Jonghyun didn't move a single bit and smiled at Minho instead.
“No? Isn't Taemin waiting for you at home?”
“Shut up about Taemin, I told him something urgent came up.”
“I'm something urgent now, interesting.”
“You're an idiot, that is. Coming to me house, yelling at me that you're jealous and running off again.”
“I told you I won't run off, now move.”
Jonghyun learned closer and grinned at Minho.
“None of us will move a millimeter until you've spoken to me about your feelings.”
“Are you kidding me?” asked Minho aghast.
“It's your choice Minho, you can talk now or we'll sit here forever. I can handle it, but can you?”
Minho stayed mute. An hour passed and another one. His lap started being really warm, but Jonghyun was persistent. Minho took his time to watch him, following the lines of the jaw to the clear outline of his Adam's apple, sculpturing the lines of Jonghyun's collar bones into his own mind, avoiding to glance into Jonghyun's eyes. He didn't trust himself.
It was some time into the third hour that he did what he always did when it came to Jonghyun. Admitting defeat.
“I don't know.”
Jonghyun immediately paid attention to him.
“I just don't know, okay?”
“What is it that you don't know?”
Minho rolled his eyes. Jonghyun couldn't be that thick.
“I don't know what I'm feeling. Towards you. Are you happy now? Isn't that what you wanted to hear? Can you got off my lap now?”
Jonghyun shook his head.
“No, not when you're still trying to run away.”
“I'm not trying to run away! I just told you I -”
“You said you're jealous towards Taemin. How is that a feeling caused by me that you don't know that you're feeling it? You admitted it into my very face.”
“I hate you” Minho mumbled and sighed deeply.
“Oh, do you?” asked Jonghyun amused and leaned closer to Minho's face.
“I keep wondering why you were ogling at my collarbones and neck for a most of the time we're sitting here then. Because you hate me? Yeah right, Choi Minho. I'm not buying it.”
“Then don't.” Minho retorted and frowned, turning his head away from the closeness of Jonghyun's face.
“You're just scared to admit it to yourself Minho. For someone that supports his homosexual friends so much it's really weird you can't come to terms with yourself.”
“What the heck are you implying Jonghyun?”
Jonghyun grinned at him and suddenly moved from Minho's lap.
“Hey, why did you stand up?”
“Want me to sit back on your thighs, do you Choi Minho?” came the answer with another grin.
Minho bit his lip. He wanted.
“The point is, I believe you're blocking yourself. What are you afraid of? Aren't you always saying that homophobia is stupid and small-minded? Why does it scare you now? Am I that unimportant to you?”
Minho furrowed his eyebrows and immediately answered.
“Of course not. You're significant to me Jonghyun.”
The moment the words left his lips they made sense. Jonghyun was significant to him. Taemin had threatened to take his significant person from him. Minho was jealous of Taemin, because he didn't want Taemin to make Jonghyun fall for him, he didn't want Jonghyun to like anybody but him. Because he liked Jonghyun.
“I like you.” he spoke, surprised by the words himself but meaning them.
Jonghyun smiled a wide raptor smile at him.
“I figured, you slow person.”
And with that he was on Minho's lap again, placing a kiss onto Minho's lips. It was new, it was obviously different. They had never kissed before, but it felt good. Minho moved his hands to cup Jonghyun's jaw, he held him closer and opened his mouth to deepen the kiss. Half way into more serious making out they were interrupted by someone loudly clearing his throat.
“I don't want to spoil the joy of the moment that Minho finally stopped being a blockhead, but you should find a more discreet place, don't you think?”