Life with Super Junior (2013 Kpop Fanfiction)

Taemin.

Chapter Nineteen

I hummed as I skipped down the hallways of SM entertainment and towards the studio where the boys were currently recording a new song. Quietly coming to a stop outside the door, I popped my head in before entering.

The producers and staff now know that I'm a friend of Super Junior's and no one seemed to mind me hanging around.

I slipped into a seat at the table and opened my computer as Siwon waved from the other side of the glass window. I waved back quickly before logging into the wifi and opening the Safari browser. Going through my tabs I found what I was looking for: Tumblr. It's been ages since I've gone online because I've been too paranoid that the boys would catch me and see some *cough* awkward *cough* stuff... aka the hundreds of pictures of my bias' which flooded my dash. But since all of them are in the studio recording and my computer screen isn't facing them, I'm safe~

As soon as I clicked the link my screen was full of fancams and pictures of Taemin from a sighting of him at a cafe not too long ago. I recognized the cafe as the one that Sora and I had met up in a couple days earlier. Looking around to make sure no one was watching I continued scrolling down my dash.

Suddenly someone put both of their hands on my shoulders, making me jump. "Watchya looking at?~" a low voice sung from behind me.

Shit.

As quickly as i could, I minimized my screen... But I was too late.

"Y-you... You're..." a shocked Minho stuttered as he turned my chair around to look at me.

My face heated up and I covered it with my hands. Why me? Always me?

I peeked between my fingers to look at Minho. His shock slowly melted into excitement as he stood back up straight. I looked at him confused and weary.

"Wait until Taemin hears, he won't believe it, he'll be SO happy!" he gushed as he began heading for the door.

I quickly shut my computer and threw it with the guys stuff before following Minho out of the room.

"Hey! Minho!!!" I yelled after him.

Minho ignored me and continued to take long strides down the hallway.

"Minho!!!" I yelled once again, now running to catch up with him.

Still no answer. I ran even faster.

I began to beg as I finally reached him and clutched onto his arm, attempting to slow him down. "Please Minho! Don't tell him! I'll do anything, just do-"

"Anything?" He asked as he stopped and whipped his head around, clearly amused.

I bit my lip nervously waiting for him to continue.

"If you'll do anything, then go up to Mr Lee and confess your undying love to him~" he said with a smirk.

My eyes widened. Mr Lee is the old manager in charge of Music Video Production up on the second floor. Judging by his looks he must be in his 50s and he always stinks like cigarettes. His beady eyes follow your every move. I shivered at the thought of having to confess anything to him.

"Never." I declared.

Minho smiled in triumph. "Knew it. Then I'm just gonna have to go tell Taemin."

"But..." I started, " I don't want him to think I'm creepy."

"Maybe you are~" he grinned. What an ass.

"Minho!" I whined.

He turned around as we reached the studio Shinee was practicing in. "I mean, you are our fan... and you are older than all of us..."