DANCING UNDER THE RAIN [TAEMIN/MINHO; PG]

“It’s raining outside. There are always something about it that reminds Taemin about something grey;  how the air feels sweet and salty at the same time.”

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Dancing Under The Rain

It’s raining outside. There are always something about it that reminds Taemin about something grey;  how the air feels sweet and salty at the same time. The rain brings him a memory, back then when he was at the highschool, that he was once loved the rainy days after a tiring day. How he would sit in the classroom and enjoyed the sound of water hitting the ground.

As the rain kept falling down, he stared at someone dancing under the rain. If he didn’t know him, he would have thought that the person was so ridiculous. But It was Choi Minho, anyone would never say anything except he’s beautiful. He laughed and let his hair sticking to his forehead. There were only a few people in the school and they only walked pass Minho and giggled. A moment later, a teacher appeared and looked like yelling to him. Minho let out a grin and ran to one of the school building. The building where Taemin was there. His heart started beting faster. He was frozen when he saw that boy—drenched and grinned like an idiot—walked to his classroom for the first time and asked him his name.

“Ah!  I thought there was no one here. Hello!”, Minho smiled cheerfully while started to unbutton his shirt.

“What…what are you doing?”, Taemin stuttered—now that he thinks about it, he bet he looked so stupid—and dropped his iPhone. The boy stared at him as if he was some kind of strange specimen before saying, “Unbuttoning my shirt, obviously”, then chuckled. The voice sent him shiver.

“Well…”, he didn’t know any coherent things to say. Any syllables got stuck in his throat as his gaze slid down to the boy’s torso. Don’t think about any perverted things, dumbass, he talked to himself. It was awkward. First, Minho was his first crush. Second, Minho didn’t even know his name. Third, He didn’t know how to get rid of this awkward situation.

“I saw you at school”, Minho broke the silence, “—a lot”.

He did? He felt a sudden change in his heartbeat and felt the boy’s gaze–burning. Suddenly the classroom felt so unbearably hot.

“I’m not that…visible. I didn’t even know that you know me”, he tried his best not to sound so nervous. Guess he’d failed that part since the boy snorted right after he finished the sentence.

“So, you know me?”

Of course, who don’t, anyway? “A lot of people talking about you”, he shrugged.

Minho sounded like he sighed in relief—maybe it was just his imagination—and walked towards him after the boy had hunged the damp shirt on a chair. There were several things about that boy that always made him lose his breath. Maybe it was the scent of his sweat, maybe it was his eyes that was full of curiousity, maybe it was his smile, or maybe it simply  was just because it’s him.

“What’s your name?”, Minho asked him.

He almost got choked when he tried to mention his own name in return.

“Lee…Lee Taemin”

“Lee Taemin? Oh, I see. And my name is—“

“Choi Minho, I know“, suddenly he felt stupid for saying it out loud. Now, he might sound like a creeper. Good, Tamin, good. You’ve just ruined your own image in front of him. ”I mean, Choi, you are…famous. So famous that it’s impossible for anyone in this school for not knowing your name”, Good, Taemin. Good. Keep it up. “Includes me, of course. So, you don’t have to mention your name. Everybody knows already”. He sighed in relief. It was close. So close.

“Ah, i see”, Minho shrugged. His face turned slightly red. “And you may call me by my name, by the way. It sounds so awkward hearing you calling me Choi”, he smiled.

How Taemin wanted to scream and run all over the place just by hearing that.

Choi Miho talked to him and just asked him to call him by his name.

Yeah, that Choi Minho.

But, since Taemin didn’t want to look more like a creeper, so he replied with, “And you may call me by my name, too. Nice to know you”, and bowed politely. At least he had to give a good impression to Minho.

He listened to the rain drops as he studied Minho’s face. The boy stood in front of his desk. A second later, they grinned in unison.

A moment later, the rain stopped and Taemin pulled out his jacket.

“Wear this, you may get a cold”

Minho looked surprised, but he took the jacket anyway. Then his eyes caught an umbrella hanging at the right side of Taemin’s backpack.

“You bring an umbrella”, he abruptly said.

Taemin’s face turned red as he glanced at Minho awkwardly.

“I love seeing the rain” I love seeing you under the rain “That’s why I stay here. I love seeing the rain hits the ground. It’s beautiful” That’s why I’m here. I love seeing you dancing under the rain. It’s beautiful.

Minho grinned at Taemin’s explanation and put the jacket on.

“If you need a companion, you may call me”.

Taemin felt his heart stopped beating when the boy dashed out of the classroom while waving his hand.

He had jotted down his phone number on a paper and left it on Taemin’s desk.

Taemin felt like his heart exploding.

 

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A/N: Di tengah postingan “The Train”, tiba-tiba aku pengen bikin fluff thingy :3 Sorry, it’s in english. And Sorry for all the grammar errors and typos. I didn’t proofread it lol