"Are you still mad, hyung?" Taemin asked, looking out the window. He didn't even dare to look at Jinki since he knew the answer to his question already.
"I'm not mad. I'm disappointed," replied Onew. That was the answer Taemin hated the most. That was what his mom used to say when he made a mistake. She was never "mad", she was "just disappointed". That was even worst.
The car stopped as they arrived at the Choi's resident where Minho's father and his third wife lived.
"It's just three more days. I'm going back to America as you wanted. What's so bad about that?"
"It's three days of you being with Choi Minho," Onew explained.
"You know he's not going to hurt me."
"Not physically." That got Taemin. Onew was right. When those three days passed, he was going to get hurt. They both were going to get hurt. And it was his fault. On his first day arrived at the airport, he should never have pretended to be Kim Kibum. He should never have said "I do" to a stranger. He should never have fallen in love with Minho.
Taemin whispered another "Sorry" to his friend as he got out of the car.
He barely reached the front door as it opened automatically and soon after an old man in a butler uniform appeared. It was a weird situation to be here. He hadn't visited Minho's father at his home yet. He felt like they made a secret of this place. Therefore, it felt like he was about to discover a mystery.
"Welcome, Mr. Kim. Mr. Choi, the senior isn't home, but the young master is waiting for you already." The man said, bowing down and as a reflex Taemin bowed back. He might have grown up overseas, but he was raised with every Korean custom. Before he could ask, whether the butler meant Minho by "young master", the older came across the corner.
"You're here," Minho greeted with a wide smile.
"Come on, I have someone I want to introduce to you," Minho added. Taemin wondered who it could be. Minho barely visited his father. He hated this place. So, who could made him go home and even asked Taemin to join him? For one second Taemin thought it could be his mother. Yet, as he entered the living room, he realized he was wrong.
On the couch sat a little boy. He might be about five or six. He had big eyes that remind Taemin so much of Minho's. But it wasn't only his eyes. This boy was a splitting image of Minho. Noticing Taemin, the little boy ran to Minho, hiding behind the tall man while holding tight on Minho's leg.
"If he's telling me the kid is his. I'm going back to America right away." Taemin thought. Why was he even mad? He was leaving anyway.
"Kibum, this is Yoogeun. My..."
"Brother". Minho and Taemin said at the same time. Taemin was feeling like an idiot at that moment. How could he think so low of Minho? He totally forgot that Minho had a younger brother who went to a boarding school. He started to question whether his IQ lowered since he "got married."
"Yes," Minho replied to Taemin before turning to his baby brother, getting down to the young boy's level. Then, he started to signal something with his hands. Yoogeun only nodded before bowing to Taemin.
"Minho, can I?" Taemin asked as he came closer, also getting down. Minho was about to explain that his brother couldn't hear. Yoogeun was born without his hearing, so he hadn't said a word since birth either.
"Kibum, he can't..." Minho interrupted himself the moment he saw Taemin using his hands to talk to Yoogeun as well. After a split second of shock, he realized Taemin was saying "Hello, I'm Kibum" by using sign language.
"Nice to meet you, Kibum-ssi," Yoogeun replied with his small hands.
"Nice to meet you too, Yoogeunnie. You can call me hyung too."
"Ok. Kibum hyung, are you Minho hyung's wife?"
"No, I'm his husband."
"Can a man have a husband too?"
"Of course, Yoogeunnie. As long as you love each other."
"So, you love Minho hyung?"
Minho could see Taemin having a hard time to answer that innocent question of his baby brother. After all, they haven't used the L-word yet.
"You can't ask him that." Minho signed to the little boy.
"Why not? You're married. So, you love each other, right?"
"You're too young for that. We'll talk again in a few years, ok?"
"I'm not a baby."
"Yoogeunnie," Taemin interrupted. "We'll talk about this once you have someone you like, ok? I tell you about my love and you tell me about yours."
"Deal," Yoogeun signed with a smile.
"Deal."
Minho automatically smiled as well, seeing the two people who meant the most to him "talking" and getting along. Yoogeun was usually shy around strangers because of his disorder. Normally it took him a while to get comfortable with them. But Taemin was different. Taemin knew exactly how do treat Yoogeun. Not to mention the fact that Taemin was able to use sign language. His husband was full of surprises, Minho realized.
"Yoogeunnie, do you want to go to Lottle World?" Minho asked, and his brother literally jumped in excitement.
Minho loved their trip. It was his first-time having company while spending time Yoogeun. The young boy was home for only two days, so they needed to "return" him to his mother. Still, only a day with him gave Minho the indescribable feeling like they were a little family. Minho had never thought of being a father. He couldn't imagine himself being a good one, so why bother having kids. But since Taemin came along, he enjoyed thinking about them taking care of a little soul, raise it and love it. Taemin had proved he would be a wonderful father to the child. He would make up for Minho.
The next day they both came to say goodbye to Yoogeun who had to go back to school. It took Minho over ten minutes to make his brother let go of Taemin. Before going back to the boarding school, Yoogeun wanted to talk to Minho "men to men", as the young boy said.
"Hyung, do you love Kibum hyung?"
"Not that again, Yoogeunnie."
"Kibum hyung is not here. You can tell me the truth." Minho wondered when did his baby brother grow so much.
"Why do you keep asking that?"
"If you don't love him, I'll marry him when I grow up." By that Minho almost burst in laughter.
"Hyung, I love Kibum hyung." Yoogeun confessed and Minho played along.
"Not a chance. He is mine."
"Then I'll fight for his hand when I grow up."
"Ok. I'll wait for you." Minho confirmed, patted Yoogeun's head gently.
"Why are wearing that weird smirk since Yoogeunnie left? That's creepy." Taemin asked. He had to admit Minho's smile was breathtaking. But smiling after your beloved brother left was just weird.
"I just realized you may get me into more troubles than I've thought." Minho teased. Little did he knew his statement gave Taemin the chill.
"Choi Minho, if you only know how right you are." Taemin thought.
"And that makes you smile, because?" Taemin asked.
"So, you don't deny being the source of troubles?"
"You knew what you got yourself into," Taemin answered with a poker face. "No, you did not."
"Indeed, I do," Minho said, leaning down to place a kiss on his husband's lips.
Taemin enjoyed every moment of Minho's lips on his own. The last days were both heaven and hell. Taemin loved every kiss, every touch and every time their eyes meet. Yet, knowing all that wouldn't last ruined every moment. Without telling Minho, he tried his best to spend as much time with the older as possible. At this point, Minho might think of him as a clingy boyfriend. But Taemin didn't care anyway.
It had become a habit for Taemin to spend lunchtime with Minho. How could a gang leader be so busy that he even forgot to eat lunch? When Taemin found out about Minho's reckless handling of his health, he made Minho promise to have lunch together daily.
"See you at lunch. Onew will drive you home." Minho said before getting in his car.
"See you," Taemin replied with a smile.
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When Taemin arrive at Minho's office he immediately sensed something fishy. To get through Minho you must pass two doors. Both were guarded by two armed men in black suits. The first door led to Minho's assistant, Wendy, who got her desk right in front of Minho's office. That was also where you got to pass the second door. Since the whole building belonged to the White Snake, the guards would be already informed about Taemin's presence the moment he entered the building. Therefore, both doors were always open as Taemin came. All he needed to do was walk taking the express elevator, walk through the hallway and greeted Minho with a kiss. But today was different. The second door was closed. Taemin wondered if the reason was him being a bit early.
"Mr. Kim," Wendy said, bowing to Taemin. The young man couldn't help but notice where she was standing. Right in the middle of his way and right in front of the doorknob. That was the position you would choose to hinder someone from entering the next room.
"Hello," replied Taemin.
"Please have a seat. I'll inform Mr. Choi right away." Wendy said. Her hand pointed at the couch. Taemin didn't want to cause her any trouble, so he sat down as she tried to call Minho.
"I'm afraid Mr. Choi isn't picking up. I'll try again." The young woman forced a smile. "Can I offer you something to drink? Coffee, tea, water, juicy or beer?"
"Water would be fine, thank you." Taemin liked Wendy. She was a young woman with ambition and well manner. Sometimes he wondered how someone as smart as she ended up working for Minho. Did she even know who she was working for?
Wendy nodded politely. She opened a bottle water and placed a glass in front of Taemin. As she was about to pour the water into the glass, Taemin asked.
"Is someone in there with Minho?" By that question, the young woman stopped what she was doing. She looked at Taemin in the eyes and said.
"No, Mr. Choi is alone. He just got a lot of work today, so he wanted to concentrate. I'll call him one more time." Wendy poured the water and bowed once again to Taemin before going back to her desk, giving her boss another call.
Now Taemin had a hunch why Minho choose her. She was a good liar. But not good enough. She couldn't pour the water, something you do without thinking, while answering Taemin's question. That'd only happen when you were about to lie. In addition to that, she looked him in the eyes. That was what liar do. It was a mythos that people couldn't look at you when they lie. In contrast, that was exactly what liars do. They look at you to check whether they succeeded or not.
"I see," Taemin mumbled, taking a sip of the water. The next second the glass slipped from his hand and fell to the floor. It broke into pieces.
"Oh my god, my bad," Taemin shouted out loud. He bent down to pick up the broken fragments.
"No, please. I'll get someone to clean up. You'll hurt yourself." Wendy stopped Taemin before he could touch the broken glass. As Taemin nodded in agreement, she rushed out of the room.
His plan worked. Taemin immediately stood up and heading to Minho's office. He didn't want Wendy to be blamed for not doing her job, so he needed to send her away. He hated manipulating people, but he must know who or what Minho was hiding behind this door.
Well, to be honest, Taemin did have an idea. A big boss aka. a player having his assistant lying to his husband while having a secret at work. Cliché alarm.
Taemin didn't even know what he was wishing for. On the one hand, he wouldn't want Minho to cheat on him. Of course. But on the other hand, that would make it very easy for him to put an end to all this.
So what was he wishing for?
Preview:
"Minho, can you do me a favor?"
"Anything for you."
"Go on a date with me. Just the two of us. No Onew. No bodyguards. No third wheel. Just the two of us... Would you do that for me?"
"I'd love to."
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What do you think? Is Minho cheating on Tae? Are you Team Taemin or Team Minho?
And I hope you guys welcome Yoogeunnie ^^ Please give him all the loves