Chapter Eighteen

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After shopping for a while, and finding everything I needed, we headed back to the dorm. I have decided that Onew is old enough to chose a present on his own, I'd just take him out sometime and buy him something if I can't find something in the next month.

The apartment is eerily empty when we get back, everyone being in their own rooms doing individual activities. Putting away the things I brought, I sigh and sit down on my bed, starting to daydream and think.

Dancing is a really hard job to have, moving constantly, difficult choreography, and it needs so much passion for what you're doing. Taemin obviously knows how to dance, and the others give their all.

They don't learn a dance, they own it.

Singing. It seems that SHINee aren't just singers on stage, they live while singing. Whatever they do, they will probably always keep their passions close by, but I haven't found a passion yet. I guess it all takes time.

"What are you thinking about?" Onew's voice asks beside me, the weight of a person settling on the bed. 

"Dancing, Singing, everything I guess" I say, closing my eyes and tilting my head to the ceiling. 

"Can I ask you something? Why do you always agree with me? You never fight with me" 

"I have a different relationship with everyone here. Taemin's like a best friend, but also a like younger brother. I guess I look up to you, so I think you know whats best" I explain, thinking about each member separately.

"You... You're the oldest, all the other boys look up to you and I guess I just sort of caught on to that." 

"So.. You see me as an older brother?" Onew asks, his expression looking slightly unhappy.

"Not an older brother, just... someone I can depend on." 

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