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Things you don't know about me

"Oppa," Minho heard Taemin's sweet voice say, and in that second, time stood still. His throat felt dry, and his breathing became harder.
He tried to control himself but failed. He wanted to jump on that bed. He wanted to feel Taemin's soft hair between his fingers. He wanted to touch Taemin's flawless bare skin and to feel Taemin's soft lips on his own. He wanted –

"Ich ruf dich später an, Minho hyung ist da...
Ja der, von dem ich dir erzählt habe...
Opa, da läuft nichts...
Keine Ahnung wovon du redest. Ich leg jetzt auf, hab dich lieb."

Taemin's incomprehensible words interrupted Minho's thoughts. The younger boy was on the phone. Minho could hear his name.
Was Taemin talking about him? What was he saying?

The blond boy hung up the phone and got up from the bed.

"Hyung, do you mind if I take a shower first?" the blond boy asked innocently as he opened his suitcase to look for clothes.
Minho almost choked on air when he saw Taemin take out his boxers.

"Hyung?" Taemin asked again, still waiting for an answer.

"O-of course," Minho stuttered. Taemin looked shocked at the older boy's answer. Just then Minho realized what he has said.

"N-no I mean of course, I don't mind. Y-you can take the shower first." He corrected.

"Thank you, hyung," said Taemin, smiling.

Just when the younger boy was about to leave, Minho stopped him.

"Taemin-ah," he asked unsurely. "The phone call earlier... when you said oppa..."

"Oppa?" Taemin questioned, confused and just a second after, he realized what Minho was talking about.

"Oh... no, hyung. I said opa. That means grandpa in German." He laughed.

"Oh, so it was German? I didn't know you speak German." Minho said, touching the back of his neck, embarrassed.
What was he actually thinking? That Taemin was calling him oppa? Oh god, that boy was turning him into a pedophile.

"Of course I do. I lived there, remember?" The blond boy said.

"Yeah, right, I forgot. But why are you speaking German with your grandpa? Can't he speak Korean?" Minho asked, curious.

"He only speaks a few Korean words. He's German, just like my mom." Taemin explained, causing Minho to feel like someone had hit him on his head with force as he realized how much he didn't know about Taemin.

"Your mom is German? Doesn't that mean you're half Korean, half German?" Minho asked in shock. Taemin didn't look European at all. Besides, he had never said that his mother wasn't Korean. How come he'd never mentioned that?

"Yes, I am, but I thought it was clear that I'm not 100% Korean. I mean, my hair is blond."

"I... I thought it was dyed," Minho said, causing Taemin to laugh cutely.

"No, fashion, style, and such things are rather for Key umma. I'm glad if I don't forget to cut my hair every month." The blond boy said playfully.

After Taemin, Minho took his shower, while the younger waited for him, to go to dinner together. Minho entered the bathroom and smiled at the sugary scent of caramel Taemin had left in the air.
Caramel shampoo and caramel shower cream? So this was why Taemin always smelt so sweet? Cute.

Minho and Taemin were on their way to the dining room when they walked by the pool and heard their noisy schoolmates. Curiously, they decided to take a look at it, and as soon as they entered the pool, Taemin widened his eyes in shock. The boy panicked. With inhuman speed, he ran towards Jonghyun who was heading to the exit. Taemin grabbed Jonghyun's collar roughly.

"What are you doing? You're killing umma." He yelled angrily.

[A/N] Sorry I lied. This is not the angsty chapter. It's the next one. I wanted to separate the fluffy and angsty chapters.