My Love (SHINee FanFiction)

Chapter 19: The Blonde Boy

(Author's Note: Okay so I've noticed while editing this story, I have been writing this fanfic for around 2 years, maybe even more, and I realized that because of my lack of updating, I forgot some important parts on the storyline. So since I'm editing this whole thing, I suggest that you read this story all over again since it's finished being under construction so there's no confusion. Thanks guys!)

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"Key!" I yelled to call him. His head whipped around in my direction. I watched his suprised look, his head ducking down so that I couldn't see him.

"Key, I already saw you, you can't keep hiding!"

"It's all in your, Minji!" he shouted back, his head still down, "Start looking again, I'm not here!"

I rolled my eyes and looked in Onew direction, "Onew!" I yelled, "Key's on the other side, go get him!"

[ONEW'S POV]

I looked over at Minji and at the direction her finger was pointing too. I spotted Key's blonde hair just waving around from the wind on the ride.

I quickly grab onto the railing as the ride starts to pick up the pace. How am I supposed to get Key when this ride is still moving?!

I slowly stand up, my legs wobbling, and staggered toward Key, holding onto the rail for support. The ride started going higher and higher. 

"Careful oppa!" I heard Minji yell out to me as I slowly approached my blonde bandmate. My boat suddenly went extremely high, to the point where we almost flipped over, and I almost fell, clutching tightly onto the railing.

"Minji!" I shouted, "I-I'm gonna die on here!"

"What?!" she yelled back.

"I said, I'm gonna die on here!"

"WHAT?!"

"I SAID THAT I'M GOING TO DIE ON HERE!"

"NEVERMIND!" she shrieks and I sigh. So much for a "partner". I walk slowly again until Key's head is up to arm's reach. I grab ahold of his fluffy blonde hair and he lets out a shriek. He swiftly turns around with a menancing glare, reaching his hand up to flatten his hair, "I guess you found me." he said, head down. "Was I first?"

I nodded with a grin. He didn't look surprised. I slowly moved around the seat in front of me and plopped down next to him.

"I hope this ride is almost over, I'm starting to feel nauseous," I told Key, clutching my stomach. He gave me a concerned look.

"Will you be alright? Did you eat before you went on the ride?" he asked me and I nodded. He turned away, "I think the ride is slowing down anyway. And you should've waited to digest before you went on the ride, you know."

Key being the umma of the group yet again. I groaned but I managed a smile. The ride progressively started to slow down until it came to a complete stop. The worker who had controlled the ride opened the door, and I ran out, pretending that I didn't see his smirk and he watched me struggle to walk down the stairs. What was his probem anyway?