By popular demand I've decided to make this a 2min and Jongkey story~!:D Don't fret 2min fans, this is ultimatly a 2min fic, so there will naturally be more of it than Jongkey~ But there will be lots of nice Jongkey, egh! Just enjoy this already!xD
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Taemin tapped his pencil on his desk in a small rhythm; Key was talking to him and Onew about their homework last night, though he wasn’t paying much attention to him. He looked ahead of him at the empty seat and frowned, class had almost started and Minho wasn’t here yet.
”Taemin…Taemin!!” The said boy hopped a bit in his seat.
“What, huh, what?”
Key sighed, “I was asking you if you got the answer to number four.” “Oh!” Taemin covered his mouth and rummaged through his bag until he found what he was looking for. He placed the smooth piece of paper in front of him and read his answers aloud, “Ah, good, good, that’s just what I got.” Onew nodded and they exchanged answers for a bit until Minho came and sat in his seat.
Taemin stopped talking and just nodded whenever he heard his hyungs say something, whoa, he looks really handsome today! Taemin smiled and chuckled a bit, the object of his attention then turned around and looked at him, Taemin inwardly, ‘eeped’.
“What’s so funny over here?”
He said in his big voice that made the maknae weak at the knees, “We were looking at our homework, a-and Onew got a silly question wrong,” Onew looked at him puzzled.
“Oh that’s right, we had homework last night!” He fished from his own bag and pulled out the work. “Dang, I didn’t finish.”
“I-I could help you!” Taemin piped up.
“Ehem.” Key interrupted, “Ah, you and Onew can work together without me, right?” Key eyed Minho suspiciously, “sure, sure,” he smiled lightly at his cute son; he couldn’t really ever stay angry at him.
The two moved to their assigned seats, but before doing so diva sneered at the older man beside his little Taemin, there was something not right about this.
“So what did you miss?” The younger boy looked up happily at Minho who couldn’t help but smile back.
“Ummm, numbers 17-25.”
“Ah, that’s a lot!”
“Yeah, I kinda got busy singing wi-”
“You like to sing??”
Taemin looked genuinely excited and Minho swore he saw his invisible tail wagging. “Haha, yeah, it’s like a hobby and junk.” “That’s so cool!!” The enthused boy smiled even brighter at him. Minho coughed a bit and looked away.
“Huh? What, do you think I’m lying? I’m really not, I’m not making fun of you of anything, honest!” The taller boy covered half his face and looked in the other direction, “Ah, no it’s not that…” Taemin looked at him with a confused look on his face, “then what is i-“
“Okay class! I think I gave you enough time to study,” Jaejoong clapped his hands, deterring everyone from their talking; “now let’s start the lesson, shall we?”
“Oh shoot, we didn’t finish your questions!” Taemin pouted.
“It-it’s fine,” Minho shook his head and quickly turned his attention to the progressing lesson. Taemin looked at the back of his head sadly.
Darn it! I was too pushy, wasn’t I? Then I got off the subject when he said he could sing, ah, I must have sounded so pathetic being all stupid and loud like that! He sighed; He must totally hate me now, man why do I have to be so dumb? Now he’ll never want to be friends with me. He rested his face on his hands and watched the lesson boringly; he didn’t feel his best right now.
Onew poked Key’s shoulder and the younger boy’s interested piqued away from the ongoing lesson, “What is it?” He asked, sounding a bit relieved to be interrupted from the boring lecture, “Taemin looks sad.”
Key looked across the room at the maknae to see him frowning and pouty, “Ah, he must miss us,” he looked to Onew and the other boy nodded, “his seat is so unlucky, we should buy him some banana milk for lunch to make him feel better.”
“Definitely,” Onew agreed. Key was about to turn his head back to his studies when he felt his sleeve being pulled from behind, he regretfully turned around to the smiling face of his annoying seat neighbor.
“Aish, what do you want?”
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t be rude, we’re friends right?”
Key’s nose twitched at the mention of the word but he ignored it, “so what do you want?” “Well, you see, I kinda got busy last night, anddd, I forgot that we had homework sooo…”
He looked up at Key with pleading eyes, the divalicious boy’s breathing stopped for a minute and he shook his head from thought, “fine, fine, whatever, but don’t you dare touch my beautiful clothes again!” The blonde laughed and took the paper being offered to him, “Yeah, my bad, thanks man! I totally owe you!”
A white bullet shot from the front of the classroom and hit Jonghyun in the head. “Ouch!! What the hell?!” “There is no talking in my class Mr. Kim!” The class giggled a bit until he shot them all stares and the class reverted back to silence.
”Sheesh! Chill out teach!” Jaejoong scoffed loudly and turned back to the board mumbling something about the youth of today.
“Really though, thanks a lot man,” Jonghyun whispered into Key’s ear and the startled boy almost fell out of his chair. “Hahaha, dude you’re hilarious!” he cackled loudly and slapped his desk, nearly dodging another piece of chalk that was thrown at him from his irritated teacher.
Key held on to his ear with stained pink cheeks, this idiot was going to kill him before the year’s end. Across the room Taemin stared solemnly at the crazy scene unraveling, he sighed, I wish Minho and I got along like that.
I kinda like how this came out, unrushed and simple~
I hope you liked it too!>w<;;/
I just love Jonghyun.
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