[Filler] this is a filler i wanted in because I noticed i sort of rushed in without really showing how confused and intrigued our Taemin was about Minho hihi sorry if its lame tbh

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I'm not sure what it was. Maybe it was how shiny and fluffy his brown hair looked. Or how big and muscular his back and shoulders were. Maybe Just that he was sitting in front of me? I mean, he is in view when i look at the teacher.I'm not sure what it was but my eyes always landed on him.

Choi Minho.

I sigh softly and look at the two people he was sitting next too. I wonder if they would switch sits with me...

At least the nerdy one should.

I can barely see the board from my sit anyways, I should probably move. Yeah.

"Psst." I call softly at the back of his hair.

I ignore the two students sitting next to me, who were probably giving me dirty looks, and do it again. "Psst."

I watch as the nerdy student next to him turns to look at me. He had an annoying frown on which i just ignored. I gave him a fake smile and pointed at Minho. He sighs, and nods understandingly before tapping on the other's strong shoulders. Minho turns to him and smiles questionably. The nerd points at me and hurries back to paying attention to the lesson.

Minho frowns slightly and turns around, his eyes soon locking with mine.

I clear my throat and smile.

"Um. Do you have a pen i could use?" I whisper not to get too much attention.

"Um," he frowns and looks down on my table. I raise an eyebrow and look in the direction to see that he was looking at the pen in my hand.

Crap. Think quick Lee Taemin.

I raise the pen and shake it. "Out of ink." i lie.

He looks at the pen and nods slowly looking back at me. A small smile forms on his lips and he raises a finger, which i understand means for me to hold on a moment. I put the pen away as he turns around, and digs in his bookbag to bring out a simple black pen.

"Is this fine?" he mouths making the okay sign with his hand.

I take the pen, slightly feeling myself shiver when i feel my pinky brushing slightly against his hand. I nod, not even looking at it.

"Yes, it's fine."

He smiles a little more and turns back around, going back to writing on his notebook.

I watch him a little longer. Watching him raise his head and lower it again to write. I could feel my cheeks heat up. I look down at my notebook and bring the pen to my nose. It was weird but i felt like i could almost smell him. It was a slightly strong smell, cologne maybe? It was pretty nice, erotic almost. I also felt like i had smelled this scent before. I sigh and shake my head before going back to work. Taemin, you're getting weird.

The bell rings signaling the end of class. I sigh deeply and close my notebook. I actually hadn't fallen asleep today. I start putting my things away and notice that Minho was already off his seat. I panic slightly and throw everything in my bag, apart from the pen he had lent me.

I grab my bookbag and run after him.

"Wait, Minho." i breath as soon as i catch him outside the classroom.

He turns around and looks down at me.

"Yes?"

"Here." i show him the pen. He chuckles and shakes his head.

"You might need it. Keep it."

"No, i don't want to owe you something else." i shake my head.

He opens his mouth but closes it a second after.

"Alright, i guess." he takes it and smiles softly.

I look at him for a few seconds before pointing behind me with my thumb.

"O-okay, well, i have to go. Bye." i smile quickly and walk away. I turn around to see him still looking in my direction.

"And don't forget about your brother!" i exclaim before speed walking away.

I stared. I cant believe I stared. Piece of shit is handsome enough for me to stare, blush and feel like my heart could rip out of my chest. Damn.

"Hey, Key..." i say softly, looking down at the Economics book i hated so much, wide open in front of me.

"Mm?" he hums looking at his own homework.

We were in the library, finishing up homework that was due tomorrow or online on the weekend. although we weren't about academics, we still cared. Except for Jonghyun who was fast asleep, snoring softly on the table, next to me. He was a music major, life was slightly easier for him.

"How... Do you usually know when you like someone?" i glance and look at his unchanging expression.

"Well that's random. " Key chuckles. "Well, usually it's something you just know, i guess. You like hearing their voice, their presence makes you nervous but at the same time you enjoy it, your eyes always end up on them somehow... Stuff like that."

"Oh..." i nod.

"Is that for a class?" he questions eyeing me with an amused expression.

"W-Well not really... I was just thinking i guess..."

"Oh, i see.." he smiles and looks back down at his design, tilting his head right and left.

"I-I have another question."

"Aigoo, you're acting strange today, you know there's google right?" he chuckles raising an eyebrow at me.

"I promise it's the last question." i pout.

"Okay I'm listening." he shakes his head and looks back at his drawing.

"Well," i sigh trying to form the question in my head. "How did you know?"

I put down the pen i had been playing with while reading and look at him.

"Know what?" he asked a frown on his face.

"You know.. That you liked guys and stuff..."

He frowns and hums softly. He draws something on his sketch, still fully concentrated.

"It's easy. I was more attracted to them then girls i guess."

"So since you're more attracted to guys, you only think about dating guys? Never girls?"

"I already explained this to you in high school, seriously you guys don't listen." he shakes his head and sighs. I bite my lip slightly. He did explain this before, but I was so confused about my own feelings lately i feel like I am in my sophomore year of high school again.

"I find some woman attractive of course, but if you remember the last girlfriend i had we ended up breaking up after less then a month." he chuckles and I nod.

Key was a great boyfriend, but he liked getting taken care of too, so he didn't really like that he was the only one taking care of her.

"But you know Tae. I think that one shouldn't limit themselves to calling themselves heterosexual, homosexual or even bisexual... If you love a person, you just do. Love is love." he smiles and picks up his paper admiring it.

I nod.

"Why? Is my little Tae crushing on a guy" he turns is head to me with a big grin.

"What are you talking about?... I'm married remember." i studder nervously but make sure to smile.

"Oh.. I forgot." he nods a little solemnly. Key knew i wasn't the happiest married man. Heck, he probably knew i wasn't as attracted to women as i acted like I was. But you could say that i was attracted to sex a lot. It was like a curse. And honestly i did it more with girls than guys because the thought of doing it with a guy scared me. I knew that if that ever happened, i would get attached, meaning feelings. I've gone through that and i didn't need another trial at it.

I sigh and look back down at my book.

Love is love...

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"Taemin, on a weekday?" Eunbi grins as she let's me walk in her house.

I take off my shoes at the entrance and fall on her living room couch.

"Yeah, wanted to relax a little." i sigh stretching myself on the cozy furniture.

"Mm. Tomorrow is your last day anyways. Lucky, lucky you." she chuckles and finds a spot next to me.

"What have you been up to?" i ask looking at her TV screen which had some people in historical clothing. I could guess it was a historical drama.

"Well, apart from trying to get inspired, I've been watching this drama since i got home early today." she chuckles.

"I see." i grin and drag her down so she is lying on top of me. She doesn't resist and chuckles her face a small distance from mine.

"Are you here to inspire me?"

"Am i?" i chuckle and look straight into her eyes. Her eyes were big and glowy. I brush a stray strand of hair away from her face. Honestly she was very pretty. But it felt weird, it's not like i ever actually cared about what she looked like, and unless she was being sexy, i wasn't attracted to Eunbi. I liked hugging her but it wasn't a certain feeling i longed for. A feeling i longed for... What did i even want... Did i even want anything in life?

"Taemin, you seem deep in thought. Is something wrong?"

Her voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I look back into her concerned eyes. I shake my head and smile.

"I'm good...Hey, remember your husband?" i ask earning an amused and confused look from her.

"Well, of course i do... Why?"

"Why did you guys break up, didn't you like him?" i ask remembering how Eunbi use to talk on and on about her ex-husband. It wasn't as if they ended up badly. It's more like Eunbi was always too busy for him and her husband couldn't take it. Which ended in us finding each other at a bar.

"Mm.. I still do.. But its not like I can force him to love or take me back..." she chuckles.

I nod.

"Eunbi..do you think something is wrong with me"

"What are you talking about?"

"Well.. Nevermind."

She chuckles and pecks my lips.

"Taemin. Have you ever liked someone. Because honestly, i know you don't like your wife."

"How do you know i don't?" i question amused, even though i knew she was right.

"You're here aren't you."

"Touché"

"So, ever?"

"I've had a crush once."

"Aww, how'd that work out."

"...Badly."

"Ugh, I'm sorry baby. Let's talk about something else. Want me to make you something to eat?"

"Please?"

"Okay, I'll make something really quick." she chuckles, pecks my nose and walks to the kitchen. I sigh and stare at the TV.

A crush... Maybe this was just a crush. I'll get over it.

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Chicken tbh