Maknae= Taemin

On a cold night without your love~ Minho

Minho~

Taemin walked out minutes after I did. I waited to see if he'd come to find me. He didn't. He went right to his room without talking to anyone. I hated the look on his face. He looked so full of anger and hate. So unfamiliar. My Maknae hates me. All because of a name. Why did I say Key? I remember the scene much more clearly now. Key was not who I was thinking about. Being so close to Taemin, to what I want, should've been enough to clear my mind. 

I walk past Taemin's room and pause for a second. It's dark inside. I hear a very faint musical sound coming through the door. What is he listening to? It's not Korean. Japanese? That's very odd of him. I walk away and slip through the back door. Onew sits at one of the small two person tables we have on the deck. He looks up from the book he's reading and waves at me. 

I sit across from him. "What's wrong?" He asks, closing his book. "You look upset." 

"I am." I move hair from my face. "Me and Taemin got into a fight. A really bad one." 

"Was it talking or actual violence?" 

"Talking. He's so angry. I've never seen him like this." 

"Taemin's not usually one for anger." 

"He hates me." 

"No he doesn't. Taemin isn't capable of hate." 

"Believe me he is. I screwed up this time." 

"Tell Onew-Appa what happened." I manage a weak smile. 

"I was drunk, we were making out, he told me to stop, I did but protested and called him Key." Onew's face drops. I put my head in my hands. "I screwed up. We yelled at each other and he doesn't want anything to do with me now." 

"Wow. I see how he'd be hurt about that. But usually he'd try and forget. What else happened?" 

"He asked me if it was Key I wanted and if I did it on purpose. I didn't answer right away." 

"Minho!" 

"I know. If I told him no he'd ask me why I said his name in the first place. I wanted to think of a way to explain it to him. He got mad and assumed that I really did want Key and not him." 

"Do you?" 

"No! He's the one I want. I'd kiss Key if I wanted him." 

"Tell Taemin that." 

"He's not talking to me right now." 

"Did you try again?" 

"No." 

"Go on and try." I stand up. 

"I love you Onew." He winks. 

"The feelings mutual. I'm here if you need me." I smile and head inside. The music hasn't stopped. 

"Taemin it's me. I'm sorry. Please just speak to me. I wanted to find a way to explain things to you." No answer. I push the door and slide it open. He's not in here. He must've left when I was talking to Onew. 

****

Me, Onew, Jonghyun and Key watch a movie. I'm not really interested in it though. My mind is still on Taemin. He didn't even tell us that he was leaving. I'm worried about him. Onew falls asleep with his head on my shoulder. Me and him share a blanket. Jonghyun and Key snuggle closer. I guess this is their romantic night. The front door shuts and we all jump. Taemin walks in. His hair is shorter and barely reaches past his chin, his blue button down shirt is unbuttoned and he wears a black muscle shirt and black pants. He looks different but gorgeous. Key gasps a little bit. He's probably shocked by Taemin's new look. It's not so Maknae anymore. More like 'I'm not a child'. His eyes don't meet mine once. I want him to look at me. We're all silent. "Come sit with us." Jonghyun reaches out to him first. "We're watching a love story." Taemin smiles at him. I wish he would smile at me again. 

"That's okay. I'm going to go practice Sherlock." 

"Great idea. I think we all should practice. It's a complicated dance." 

"If you want to." Jonghyun, Key and Onew get up. I stay seated. He'd be much more comfortable without me there. 

"Coming?" Key asks. 

"No. I'm good here." 

"Are you sure?" I look Taemin in  the eye. He's squirmy. I fake smile. 

"Yes." They leave me alone. Taemin lingers for a second before running to catch up. He misses me.