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Wednesday, June 2, 2010
setting: winter of DecemberTaemin's POVHere I am in Korea again, spending time with my family and friends at school. Just last month, I spent time in America with my friend, Nikka. As I walk across the snow from school to the SHINee dorm, I remember how unimportant it was for me to cover my identity in America than what I'm doing now. Since it's obviously cold, everyone around me walking by is covered with something to wear, so I'm glad that no one recognizes me as I go home. Back in America, I didn't have to hide myself (so much). It depended on which area I hung out at. Luckily, Nikka stood by me ever since I started the school year. And I did the same thing back to her.Unluckily, Key had to check if our "relationship" was valid and ended up hurting Nikka's social life as it is. But, she hindered her emotions and still tried protecting me, like she was my guardian.Fortunately, last month, she was able to pass the SM Audition and train herself with Abby-sshi and Connie.Unfortunately, she and her sister, Connie, were still on bad terms at the time.But it's a good thing that Nikka sent me an email in Korean (she had English words translated from the internet), stating that Connie's mood swings were slowly starting to wear off each day, and that made her parents happy. They just have to get a whole new perscription for Connie the next tim she gets sick. Hope she's getting better soon.Abby, Connie, and Nikka formed a female group called MVP. It stands for many things - Melody Versus Parody, Most Valuable People, and other stuff that I can't come up with at the moment. The person who came up with it... well, I'm not sure.Jonghyun-hyung started mumbling about the name of their band and the titles of their new singles (even though they haven't even recorded yet) when we had that one SM meeting in America.He even volunteered to write lyrics for them. Jonghyun-hyung is so thoughtful, well, that was what I first thought....Nikka just entered the meeting room along with Onew-hyung. He had to pick her up from school today because she accidentally overslept in class 30 minutes after school ended. I wonder what she was stressed about...?That's when Jonghyun-hyung filled her in on the issues discussed in the meeting so far. Mikka hindered upon the subject matter, and suggested exactly what Jonghyun-hyung mentioned earlier in the meeting.It was pretty weird, considering both of them mentioned MVP as if each of them came up with the idea in their head."It came to me in a dream, kind of. Haha..." both Jonghyun-hyung and Nikka replied. They quickly glanced at each other with perplexity etched onto their faces.I stopped walking and looked up at the light gray sky.What's this feeling I'm having?This was the same feeling I felt every time I see Minho-hyung hanging out with Connie back in the States.It didn't make sense with Minho-hyung, but now I see.I think I'm beginning to like Nikka.There was Jonghyun-hyung in front of me with mail in his hands. When he saw me, he quickly hid one specific envelope behind him."Oh, Taemin-ah! How's school?""Doing well." I didn't care about the hidden envelope. "Let's go inside, hyung. It's cold out here."Jonghyun-hyung nodded, and we both went inside the building.In the SHINee Dorm:Minho's POVTaemin comes into the bedroom, where I'm at. I'm just here, reading a book, but actually I've been kind of distracted. Key-hyung keeps nagging about "Konini", which is Connie. We're already in Korea, miles away from that little girl, and he still complains about everything which reminds him of her.Thank God he left the room earlier to cook."Hyung, you want to have a study session?"Taemin asked. I looked up from the book to look at him. Taemin looked like he was about to sweat beneath all those layers of clothing."Okay. Change clothes first.""Okay, hyung. I'll be right out."I closed my book and tossed it aside my bed as Taemin left to the closet.~15 minutes later~My homework from college classes were easier than I thought. I finished it and put it all inside my backpack. I turned around and tripped backwards.I fell on the floor and sat up slowly, only to find someone's bag on the floor.Specifically, a pink bag with keys as a keychain on the side of it."Damnit, Key." I mummbled, trying to get up.All of a sudden, Taemin comes running out.Shirtless."Hyung! I heard something fall - "Oh Great. He trips over the bag as well, and lands on top of me by accident.His lips landed onto mine as he fell on top of me. Both our eyes met, and grew wide, but we just froze there.We didn't break off until a voice snapped at our attention.It was Jonghyun-hyung's voice outside the bedroom."What?! Why not?!""Because I said so!" That was Key-hyung."But we have nothing on schedule. Our promotions ended a few days ago."That was Onew-hyung.Curious (and the situation in here was awkward), Taemin and I followed the loud voices to the living room. Onew-hyung tried separating Key-hyung from Jonghyun-hyung.Onew-hyung saw me and Taemin standing there in front of them."Ming to help me?" he asked.Immediately, Taemin pulled back Key-hyung while I held Jonghyun-hyung by the waist.I looked at Onew-hyung in confusion."Mind if I ask what's going on here?""Well," Onew-hyung started, "MVP's manager called. Apparently, the group doesn't have choreographed dances to their music. The company called every professional choreographer, but all of them are busy with other artists & such for more important events.""Yeah, so I suggested to Manager-hyung that we should come up with MVP's new moves. Wouldn't that be cool?" Jonghyun-hyung added. "Yay!" Taemin piped in."We get to see Nikka again!"Why was he so happy?Then a thought occured to me.Key's POVWhat exactly is Minho thinking? The look on his face - he's in deep thought.*gasp* Don't tell me he wants to see that little monkey in America!"NO! Let me go, Taeminnie! I don't want to see that monkey!""Well, sorry if my face appalls you!"yelled Jjong."I wasn't talking about you! I meant the Konini back in the States!"and I added, "Actually, I don't want to see your face, either!""Yah! Calm down!" hollered Onew-hyung.Everyone remained quiet. There had been rare times when Onew-hyung acted as leader."We're going to see MVP in America and that's final!""But - " I started to protest."No buts! As an Appa, I'm in charge!"I shall not be paired with this tofu spouse!Labels: fiction, guardian, story
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