First Encounter

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A/N: Thank you for reading, commenting, voting and adding this story to your reading list I really appreciate it. This story will usually get updated after Guardian Angel. I hope you enjoy it and sorry in advance for any spelling/grammar mistakes.

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Taemin sat alone in a restaurant waiting for Jonghyun to arrive. He was happy and excited about his job promotion; he ordered a bottle of Jonghyun's favorite wine to celebrate. When suddenly he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket he knew it had to be Jonghyun, since he was suppose to be arrive a while ago. Please don't cancel on me, he thought as he reached into his pocket to get his phone. 

Congratulations on your promotion, I'm so proud of you. I can't see you tonight though but I promise I will make it up to you tomorrow. I love you.", Jonghyun's texted him. 

Taemin was so angry and hurt, tears formed in the corner of his eyes, he immediately wiped them away not allowing himself to cry. He kept his gaze fixated on his phone, reading the text over and over again. He knew Key was most likely at fault for ruining his night. So he decided to head over to their house since he knew how much Key hated it when he was there. He put his phone away, got the waiter's attention and paid; taking the bottle of wine with him. As he then quickly got into his car.

As he drove to Jonghyun's house he was mad. Taemin always felt that he came second next to Key. When Key first lost his job and started living with Jonghyun, he felt invisible and ignored. Taemin didn't see him for an entire week because he was busy being with Key all the time. He didn't want his relationship to end, he didn't want Jonghyun to forget about him. So after that first week he was over at their house everyday. He was in love with him and even though their relationship started in an unconventional way; he wanted it to be just the two of them. He wanted to be his first choice, he wanted Jonghyun to love only him.

He parked the car right in front of their house, grabbing the bottle of wine. As he locked his car door he saw them coming out of the house. Jonghyun put his arm around Key's shoulder as he leaned in giving him a kiss on the lips. Taemin was feeling hurt and angry as he walked up to them,"You're a fucking jerk!".

"Taemin calm down.", Jonghyun let go of Key.

"Calm down? Fuck you!", he yelled. "You know how hard I worked for this promotion, and all I wanted was to celebrate with you. I even invited him to come, when I don't even like him.".

"Well I don't like you either.", Key scoffed,"If you are done talking please go, we have somewhere to be.".

"Kibum stop!", Jonghyun glared at him as he then turn to face Taemin,"I'm sorry, it's just that I.".

"Shut up! I don't want to hear it.", Taemin yelled,he was in the verge of tears. "All I wanted was for you to put me first for once. Do you even love me?".

"Of course I love you.",as soon as Jonghyun said that Key walked away towards the house,"Kibum wait.". Key completely ignored him, unlocked the house door and walked inside; slamming the door shut.

"You say you love me but you are more worried about him than me.", Taemin stepped back as Jonghyun got closer to him."Am I still just the guy you fuck when he isn't in the mood?".

"Don't say that. You know that is not true I really do love you Taemin.".

"I don't want to hear it.", his voice cracked as tears threaten to come out. He didn't want to cry in front of Jonghyun, he didn't want to risk Key seeing him cry either. 

"Taemin please listen.", he grabbed his hand.

"Don't touch me!", he yelled, freeing himself from his grasp. As he then started to walk away but Jonghyun followed him. Feeling completely angry and irritated; Taemin threw the bottle of wine near Jonghyun's feet,"Don't come near me. I can't even look at you right now.". He unlocked his car and got inside, as he then drove away. He stared at Jonghyun through his rear view mirror, Why? Why did I have to fall in love with him? he thought as he began to cry.

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