Tight Leather

11: Soft

[Why hello there my chickens. Welcome to chapter 11 of Tight Leather. How are you enjoying it so far? Is there anything you think I could improve with the story and/ or my writing skill? But seriously, I appreciate feedback so please leave a comment if you wish.

I recently read the best fanfic I think I've ever finished; the writer captured the characters really well and the romance scenes were freaking adorable. I can only dream to write as cutely as them. Their book is in my Wattpad Reading List (the only book listed), so if you wanna read a bit of it (or all of it), you can.

I am all for this aesthetic, Taemin.

For some extra information, I googled if each member had any siblings, and I was half right with my predictions. Taemin has a brother in real life (not a sister), Jjong has a sister (got that right), Onew doesn't have any siblings (I gave him two brothers), Key has a sister (got that right too) and Minho has a brother (I gave him no siblings).]

January 15th 2009 (Around one year after they became a group)

[Taemin has know the other members for 11 months.]

[The other members have know each other for a year.]

3rd Person POV:

It had been just over a month since the members had returned from GreenStar Resort, with their bodies well-rested and their skin as smooth as silk. The cabin had felt like they were in another world, where you could get away with actions that you would be reprimanded for back home.

Taemin could still feel Jonghyun's gentle kisses caressing his cheeks and neck. He could feel the sensation of Jjong's hands sliding down his chest and wrapping around his thin waist. Taemin was beginning to feel extremely hot at the thought of each night in that cabin and quickly tried to dispel the memories with a sip of his lukewarm coffee. He had done things with Taemin's body that should be illegal, but it would have been worth the arrest.

Glancing over the rim of his cup, Taemin soon realised that he hadn't been alone while remember what Jjong had done to him. Minho was leaning against the pine worktop, stirring his cup of hot chocolate while Onew was perched on the stool beside Taemin.

Taemin's face was turning from a soft pink to a vivid crimson. He mentally cursed at himself for not wearing a hoodie, since he was unable to hide his face.

"Enjoying yourself there, Tae?" Minho smirked, creases appearing under his eyes.

Taemin tried to take refuge in Onew, but he too was smirking.

"Leave me alone," Taemin mumbled, his hands cupping the mug.

After he had finished stirring the drink, Minho slid the mug towards Onew, who was currently preoccupied with trying to peel a clementine. Unintentionally stopping the mug with his left hand, Onew peered up from his orange to look at the mug. Blushing slightly, he placed the fruit on to the table and gingerly grabbed the cup, mouthing 'thank you' to Minho.

Taemin shifted his gaze between the two of them, trying to figure out why they were acting coy around each other. The change in their behaviour had begun just after they had all returned to Seoul, making Taemin wonder if something had happened between them on the trip.

He placed his mug in the blue washing bowl and strode towards the stairs, leaving Minho and Onew to longingly stare at each other.

Minho, noticing that Taemin had vacated his stool, grabbed the handle on his cup of coffee and made his way to the place beside Onew. Neither of them said anything to one another and the only noise that echoed through the kitchen was when Minho set down his mug on the table.