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02 May 2013 @ 11:59 pm
Jongho roleplay.  
It was one of those calm and relaxed Sunday mornings. The sky was a light blue with several white, puffy clouds strewn over it in an artistic chaos. This early the sun was shining faintly. There was a soft, pleasant wind ruffling through the green leaves attached to the trees. The air smelled of summer, heat and sunshine and blossoms.

In front of an apartment complex, on a low brick wall, a boy was sitting crosslegged, leisurely strumming his acoustic guitar, which was comfortably resting in his lap. He had hair that was dyed three different shades of blond, styled in an unruly mess. His face bearing a certain resemblance to a mix between a puppy and a dinosaur - with his big, round eyes and pouty, full lips. He was wearing a rather casual ensemble, comsisting of jeans shorts that reached to a bit before his knees, a wide, light blue t-shirt and black chucks.

Jonghyun, because that was the boy's name, liked to spend his time just sitting outside and working on his music. He was generally a free spirit, with great espirations buried in his young heart. However during the week he didn't have much time to just relax. Working two different jobs and going to school took up most of his time.

Soon he was struck with an idea, a bright smile appeared on his lips and he reached for the still blank paper lying next to him on the brick wall. He wrote down the first few lines to his new song - reading through it a few times and changing it up a bit.

Suddenly his head snapped up from the sheet of lyrics when a moving van  parked in front of the apartment complex. It had been a long time since anyone new moved it, he couldn't help but to feel excitment built up in his body.
 
 
 
choi_minju: formal Minhochoi_minju on May 3rd, 2013 04:24 pm (UTC)
Right beside the moving van, a blue Ford F-150 truck parked in front of the apartment complex. A young man in a clean, crisp yet dark shaded suit hopped out of his vehicle. With the way he was dressed in formal stylish attire, it seemed out of place that he would have a truck that big. The young man's features were of a prince straight out of a comic book. He analyzed the building ahead of him, his eyes wandering over to the boy that was staring at him and the moving men who hopped out of the moving van. The hair color on the boy was very odd to him.

"Choi Minho?" Said man snapped out of his gaze and turned to the moving men. "Which apartment door do we put all these boxes in?" One of the workers asked as the rest of them opened the back ends of the van, carrying tons of boxes.

Minho wrinkled his nose a bit looked around the apartment doors for the number. His eyes fell upon the lucky number 7, which happened to be right next to the tritoned blonde boy.

He wasn't a man of many words when it came to strangers. Having said this as a fact, Minho silently pointed at the Door No. 7. The men nodded and grabbed whatever they could carry towards the door. Minho simply gave one of the workers the key and went to his truck to carry a different kind of luggage that he didn't want the workers to see or carry.

Edited at 2013-05-03 04:27 pm (UTC)
miss_emilia: jongmiss_emilia on May 5th, 2013 09:30 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun watched with curious eyes as the tall, young man gave his instructions to the workers and then turned around to search for something in his car. He hadn't known that there was anyone meant to move into the apartment building. And well, this guy looked like he should be living in some kind of luxury loft and not here.

The boy got up from where he was sitting on the brick wall swiftly. He shouldered his guitar and squeezed the notebook into the back pocket of his jeans. Jong had never shied away from strangers, he enjoyed making new acquaintances and talking to different people. He was an open-minded boy, which oftentimes could be translated into overt naivity and a somewhat childish behaviour.

This carelessness caused him to leisurely make his way over to his new neughbour. When he stood infront the young man, he realised that their difference in height was pretty striking. He pouted inwardly as he rested his hand on his forehead using it as a shield against the penetrating sunshine, so that he could see the stranger clearly.

"Hey! My name's Jonghyun. I live in the apartment building that you're moving in to. It's nice to meet you," he said, smiling brightly, and waving his hand in way of greeting," Maybe I could help you with carrying any boxes or bags?"
choi_minju: Minhochoi_minju on May 6th, 2013 07:51 pm (UTC)
Minho raised an eyebrow at the small boy standing in front of him. He saw the defining muscles underneath the boy's shirt, but nonetheless the boy was small. He was about to turn away from the boy coldly, as usual towards other acquaintances, but then he saw the boy's eyes. It reminded him of a puppy he used to have as a child, or what was left of his short childhood memory.

He mentally snapped out of it and surprisingly caved in, gesturing towards the door of the truck. "Choi Minho. You could take the duffel bag on the passenger seat, as long as you don't break or peek in what's inside it." He instructed in a deep voice. His voice was slightly hoarse and he realized this boy was the first person he talked to for the past few days.

He walked into his new apartment, gesturing for the boy to follow and carry the rest of his stuff, which was just the duffel bag.
miss_emilia: jong3miss_emilia on May 7th, 2013 10:57 am (UTC)
Jonghyun was surprised at the sound of the young man’s voice – it was rough and raspy, like he hadn’t talked in days. Strangely enough, it sent a shiver down Jong’s spine, which he couldn’t quite identify, so he just ignored that brief sensation.

Still smiling softly, Jonghyun took hold of the duffel bag, which his new neighbour had indicated. It was more heavy than he thought it would be, but nonetheless he shouldered the strap, and followed Minho towards the building. He nearly had to run to keep up with Minho’s long strides, but soon they arrived at the elder’s apartment door.

Once they entered the flat, Jonghyun gazed around curiously, soon realising that the apartment was way bigger than his little hellhole. The living room was huge, and from what he could observe there seemed to be two other rooms, a kitchen and bathroom. There even was a balcony. He walked over to the glass door of the balcony, looking outside at the beautiful view of the city that could be seen through it.

"Wow, this sure is much bigger than mine. I didn’t even know they had apartments like this. You’re damn lucky,” he muttered, with a sigh, still staring out off the window.

Then he remember that he was still carrying the duffel bag, so he turned around to focus his gaze on Minho.

“Where should I put your bag,” he asked, feeling the bag resting heavily on his shoulder, making him tilt to the left slightly, but he rightened himself quickly.
choi_minju: fashionista Minhochoi_minju on May 10th, 2013 04:56 am (UTC)
Minho was focused on putting his stuff down and watching the movers put the rest of his belongings in the indicated rooms that each box was labeled for. Once they were done, he quickly tipped them more than he had paid them, which astonished the movers and left with happy thoughts.

The young man shook his head and decided to unpack until he heard shuffling movements and a murmur. Out of curiosity, he searched for the noise until he saw the little boy, Jonghyun, by the window. As soon as he saw Jonghyun turn around, his breath hitched. The boy looked like a prehistoric angel, in Minho's opinion, when his back was towards the sunlight that streamed down during the early morning summer.

He heard Jonghyun speak to him and he quickly snapped out of it. "Um..." He noticed the boy's movements and the corners of his lips curled up slightly in amusement. It was cute.

"You can just leave the duffel bag in this room. I'll make this the bedroom." He simply stated and nodded towards Jonghyun, turning back to the living room to unpack. He didn't realize that he implied that there would be personal items inside the duffel bag as he called out, "It would be really nice if you could quickly help me unpack that bag as well, thank you!", his voice being more deep and clear now.
miss_emilia: jong6miss_emilia on May 10th, 2013 04:39 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun blinked slightly, when he noticed Minho’s soft smile, it was strangely mesmerizing. However, it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. It made him feel a bit saddened - that smile had fit him pretty well, in his opinion.

He nodded his head mutely, in reply to Minho’s order, watching the older boy disappear back to the supposed living room. Jonghyun sighed heavily, somehow he couldn’t shake the sensation as if his recurring naive streak was going to bring him into a load of trouble once again.

Finally putting the duffel bag down beside the window, he stretched his arms above his head. He gazed down at the bag again, suddenly quite curious about its contents, as Minho seemed to be making such a fuss about noone seeing what was inside. He was already reaching out for the fastener to yank it open, when he was startled by the elder’s voice calling to him from the other room. His heart was beating rapidly, as if he was caught redhanded in some kind of illegal act.

Jonghyun took a deep breath, before making his way out of the bedroom. If it was any other situation he would have probably told the young man that he didn’t appreciate being used as a cost-free worker. However, well, this wasn’t an usual situation, and he had kind of offered to help, and honestly he also somehow wanted to stay here for a bit more. There was something about Minho that caused him to want to get to know him more.

Once in the living room, he took off his guitar, which was still strapped around his shoulder and leant it carefully against the wall. Then he walked over to one of the suitcases, feeling suddenly slightly awkward.

He scratched the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly.

“So uhm... what should I help you with,” he asked, not knowing what to do.
choi_minju: pastachoi_minju on May 11th, 2013 08:01 am (UTC)
With experience, Minho had already unpacked half the stuff in the living room so swiftly. He turned around with a raised eyebrow as he heard Jonghyun ask out of pure curiosity of what he should be doing. Didn't he already give him instruction?

Minho turned his body fully to face the short boy. "Didn't I say earlier that it would be nice if you could unpack the bag in the bedroom? You know, the duffel bag you were carrying? I'll take care of the rest here."

For some reason, even though there were fragile items in the duffel bag, Minho decided to trust a young stranger. That was breaking one of his rules that he made for himself. He shook his head and continued to unpack.
miss_emilia: jong4miss_emilia on May 11th, 2013 12:20 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun couldn’t stop the faint embarrassed blush from spreading across his cheeks. He had never been the fastest thinker, many people tell him that he was rather oblivious of a lot of things that are happening around him.

So he wasn’t that surprised when he realised that he had misunderstood Minho’s instructions. And honestly in his defense he really hadn’t expected the older boy to let him touch the obviously precious objects that were packed inside of the heavy duffel bag.

“Ah, alright, I will do that... Sorry, for misunderstanding,” he said, bowing slightly, before turning around and walking back into the bedroom.

With a sigh, he knelt down in front of the bag and feeling slightly apprehensive, but still filled with curiosity, he finally reached out and carefully yanked the zipper down.

He was rather shocked at what he found lying inside, he hadn’t been expecting anything like this to be hidden in the bag.

Pulling out one of the items, he turned it around in his hands, letting his fingers run gently over the smooth surface. It seemed to be some sort of plate, obviously glided, but the colour had dusted off in some places. One side was broken off and the foreign letters, which were engraved into it also weren’t fully visible anymore.

Why did Minho keep things like that? It looked like something that should be held in a museum.

Finally, he deposited the plate on the floor next to the bag, not quite sure what else he should do with the items. Curiously, he retrieved another object from the duffel bag – this time ending up with a vase, similar in colour and style as the plate.

Jong held it closer to his eyes, letting his gaze roam over the engraved letters. However, of course he couldn’t decipher anything from it. The only language that he could speak fluently was Korean. Well, and a little bit of English, but to be honest, he had never really paid any sort of attention in his English classes or in school in general.
choi_minju: fashionista Minhochoi_minju on May 11th, 2013 08:12 pm (UTC)
Minho suddenly felt bad to have talked to the boy that way and after unloading everything from the boxes, he walked back into the place he'll call a bedroom and watched silently as Jonghyun went through the duffel bag. He smiled softly and carefully sat beside him on the ground, so that he wouldn't startle him and cause him to drop the artifact, and pointed at the inscriptions.

"See this? It's written in Aka-Bo, which is a lost language amongst the Bo people in the Andaman Islands of India," Minho explained in a soft tone. He was always a bit excited when it came to explaining history. "The last person to know of this language died in 2010, so it's very rare."

He picked up another item from the duffel bag and smiled, holding a blue and white porcelain vase. "This one's from China. Everything else in this bag is used for good luck, so I put them all in this bag for my bedroom." He glanced at Jonghyun's facial features and blinked slowly, reaching out to trace the boy's jaw.

"This is exquisite....you have a rare jawline of a prehistoric dinosaur...." Minho tilted the boy's head towards the light and peered closer. "....and soft eyes like a young canine.....but yet you're human, like me. Does your family have distinctive features like yours?"
miss_emilia: jong11miss_emilia on May 12th, 2013 08:55 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun raised his gaze from the vase that he was still holding in his hands. His eyes met the sight of Minho, who was now sitting next to him on the carpeted floor. The younger boy stared at the other, listening to him intently as he explained the meaning behind the objects in the duffel bag.

There was something captivating about the way Minho talked about those artifacts and the history behind them. His eyes shining with something akin to excitment, his lips stretched into a light smile.

Jonghyun wanted to hear more. He wanted to ask how the elder got into possession of these sacret objects, his knowledge seemed impressive.

However before he could do that, he suddenly felt something warm touch his jaw. A shiver ran through his body when Jong realised that it was Minho's roughened hand that was tracing the skin of his face. He couldn't help but sit there in a daze, blinking his wide eyes in a confused way. Unconsciously he leant into the gentle touch.

Minho's words were unusual - Jonghyun wasn't sure if he should actually take them as a compliment. However the way Minho's eyes gazed at him in some sort of amazed fashion, he decided that in the older boy's mind, it probably was a compliment.

At the mention of Jonghyun's family, it seemed like he had finally woken up from the trance-like state that he had been in. Abruptly he moved away from Minho's hand, regretting it for a moment, because he was already missing the strange comfort he received from the soothing touch.

"I... uhm... I don't really know. I've never met my family," he muttered, looking down at his lap.

He sighed heavily, before putting down the vase and getting up from the floor.

"Uhm... sorry, but I have to go. I remembered that I... uhm have to do some homework for tomorrow," he gave Minho a nervous smile, bowing slightly," I guess we'll be seeing each other."

Jonghyun quickly walked out of the room, took hold of his guitar and exited Minho's flat.

~~~~

Once back in his one-room flat, he sat down at his desk. Jonghyun buried his face into his hands, taking a deep breath. He really didn't like to be reminded of his nonexistent family.

Sighing for another time, he decided that since he was here now, he might as well work on his assignments. Jonghyun just hoped that Minho wasn't mad at him, he really wanted to get to know the older better.
choi_minju: pastachoi_minju on May 13th, 2013 03:36 am (UTC)
Minho laid down on his bed after setting up everything in his apartment flat by himself. He sighed and reminisced what exactly he did earlier to the boy before he abruptly left the bedroom. Why was he analyzing the young boy's features? Because he was simply infatuated with his humane appearance. It was in simple words "unique".

He felt drawn towards the young boy and he couldn't help but feel responsible for the way the other reacted when he mentioned about his family. Family can be a sensitive topic, and he needed to apologize to his unique-looking neighbor.

With that in mind, Minho got up and changed his sweaty formal suit into casual pajamas, since it was nighttime. He mentally pinned a reminder in his brain to go apologize tomorrow morning or afternoon.

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The next morning, Minho was dressed in a casual buttoned white dress shirt with light grey skinny jeans. He started cooking with many apothecaries stashed in a high shelf and managed to make pasta for breakfast.

He made two plates full of pasta and decided to head over at the moment to his neighbor's place. He walked out of his apartment and strode towards Jonghyun's door, knocking on it three times.
miss_emilia: jong8miss_emilia on May 13th, 2013 07:27 pm (UTC)
In the morning Jonghyun was woken up by his alarm clock's shrill ringing. His classes started later today so he didn't have to yank himself out off bed too early. However Jong had never been a morning person.

That's why he slowly reached out to turn off the alarm, his arm feeling heavy. He opened his eyes groggily, rubbing his hands over them to help them adjust to the brightness.

Blinking his eyes he decided that he could stay in bed for a while longer, he still had more than enough time to get ready for school. However before Jonghyun could relax back into the pillow, a sharp knock on the door echoed through the room.

The young boy groaned, already cursing the person, who dared to interrupt his extra pillow-snuggling time. Finally he managed to sit up in his bed, his bare feet touching the cold floor making him shiver.

Still with sleep-glazed eyes and wearing a pajama consisting of light blue, dinosaur-covered pants and a simple white, oversized t-shirt, he shuffled towards the entrance door.

Once he opened it he was quite surprised (and well, embarrassed when he realised what exactly he was wearing) at who he saw standing on the other side.

"M-Minho? What are you doing here," he asked, his voice hoarse from sleep.
choi_minju: fashionista Minhochoi_minju on May 15th, 2013 06:41 pm (UTC)
Minho's eyes widened in amusement upon seeing Jonghyun's surprised and red face, then his eyes trailed down and he failed to hide a smile.

"Nice pajamas. It's cute."

He grinned cheekily. The pajamas indeed matched the raptor-looking boy with the puppy eyes. Before he gave Jonghyun any time to talk, he gestured to the plates in his hands. "I have breakfast, if you'd like to eat in the morning.....also it's my way of apologizing yesterday. I may have been a little insensitive towards the choice of words I used." He glanced inside the flat. "May I come in?"
miss_emilia: jong3miss_emilia on May 16th, 2013 12:49 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun couldn’t help but to feel even more embarrassed than he already was, when he heard Minho’s comment. He thought the pajamas are cute? Oh my god, could someone just bury him right now? His cheeks flushed a stronger shade of red, as he coughed awkwardly. He looked on the floor, suddenly feeling all shy in the older’s presence.

The boy gazed shortly at the two plates of food that Minho was holding in his hands, and his stomach gave a low grumbling sound at the divine smell coming from the dishes. He nodded his head, standing to the side so that Minho was able to enter.

“Sure, come in! But don’t be surprised – my flat is much smaller than yours. It’s basically just one room,” he explained, as he closed the door behind the older boy and made his way to the small kitchen table.

“You can sit down already, I’ll just make us something to drink,” he said, pouring water into the water cooker and taking out two cups.

“Uhm... you really don’t have to feel guilty about yesterday, Minho-ssi... I just... my family is a rather sensitive subject for me, you know. When I was a baby, my parents left me in an orphanage, I never had the chance to get to know them,” he sighed heavily, trying to hold back the tears, that were already burning at the back of his eyes.

Once the tea was done, he put the now full cups on the table and sat down opposite Minho.
choi_minju: formal Minhochoi_minju on May 19th, 2013 02:44 am (UTC)
"Oh....I'm so sorry, Jonghyun-sshi..." Minho spoke softly as he saw Jonghyun sit across from him. He placed the pasta dishes on the table - one in front of Jonghyun and one in front of himself. "It was insensitive of me to ask if your family had your genetics..." He took a cup in front of him and started drinking the tea.

Minho glanced over his surroundings and noticed indeed how small yet cozy the flat in the apartment was. In comparison to his own flat, it looked too small for even the young Jonghyun.

He removed the plastic from both plates quickly and went to get forks in the kitchen silently. When he came back, he smiled softly at Jonghyun and gave him a fork. "Dig in, I assure you it's not poisonous," he tried reassuring the other. He really didn't know how his cooking tasted because it didn't matter to him as long as he ate. But now, he was a little self conscious since someone will taste his food for once.
miss_emilia: jong5miss_emilia on May 20th, 2013 04:06 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun gave the older boy a soft smile.

“That’s alright, don’t worry. You didn’t know,” he tried to reassure Minho.

Jonghyun took the fork from the other’s hand, nodding his head in thanks, he couldn’t believe that he had forgotten to bring the cultery to the table himself. He was probably feeling slightly dazed still from being woken up so abruptly.

“I’m sure it’ll be great, Minho-sshi. It already looks so delicious,” he said, smiling again and filling his fork with some of the food.

Putting it into his mouth, he hummed in appreciation.

“Mmmmm, it’s really good,” he affirmed, putting another forkful into his mouth.

“So, uhm... Minho-sshi, were do you work? All that stuff you had in your bag yesterday... does it have something to do with your job,” he asked, after swallowing the food.

Jonghyun hoped he wasn’t being too forward, he was just really curious about the older man.
choi_minju: Minhochoi_minju on May 21st, 2013 12:41 am (UTC)
Minho watched Jonghyun eat and he smiled brightly when he heard a compliment. "Thank you, you're the first to try my cooking," he mentioned and ate his own serving of pasta.

He heard the young boy ask him a question and he swallowed another forkful of pasta before answering him. "Actually, yes, I love history and I work as an archaeologist. Already graduated at 19 from college in Europe and am now a new professor at XY Community College here in Seoul." He smiled and sipped his tea with natural grace. "Right now I'm 25, if you're wondering. I feel history should be taught to every school so right now I'm making this a mission to spread anthropology courses to every school each semester."

With another sip of pasta, Minho glanced again around the small apartment flat. "I'm curious, since you said earlier that you're an orphan, are you living by yourself? Do you still go to school?" He asked careuflly towards the young boy.
miss_emilia: jong6miss_emilia on May 21st, 2013 06:37 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun listened intently to what Minho was telling him, while taking a small sip from his tea. Nodding his head from time to time, his eyes widened slightly as he heard about the young man’s education and work. It sounded really interesting and inspirational.

“That sound great, Minho-sshi! I wish I had such a passion like you... I have no idea what I want to do once I’m finished with school,” he said, sighing heavily, while throwing a glance out off the the window, before moving his eyes back on Minho.

Jong was rather unsure about how he should answer to the other boy’s question. He wasn’t really happy with how his life was going so far, he wasn’t anywhere near Minho’s level.

“Uhm... yeah, I live by myself now. Since I turned 18, I had to leave the orphanage... I don’t know, I had been in quite a few foster families, but I never stayed there for too long,” he explained, trying not to think back too much, it still were rather painful memories,” And yeah, I still go to school... I have to redo the last year of highschool.”

Once he finished talking he raised his eyes from where they had been focused on his plate, a soft smile on his lips.
choi_minju: pastachoi_minju on May 21st, 2013 11:49 pm (UTC)
"Hmm...." Minho eyed Jonghyun up and down, an idea striking to his brain. "How would you like it if I hired you as my assistant at the museum in the college campus? I would need help to arrange stuff there while trying to organize my paperwork for classes tomorrow."

He didn't bother asking or prodding more in Jonghyun's personal life, considering how the younger boy looked when he spoke of his past briefly. From Minho's own personal experience with family, he could tell the boy wasn't exactly happy and that all he needed was a little push in his life.

Minho grinned as he finished his plate. "You basically get paid tomorrow to help set up artifacts in the museum and wander around. I'd have your position but unfortunately I'd have to attend to classes, so....what do you say, kid?"
miss_emilia: jong12miss_emilia on May 25th, 2013 09:38 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun looked up from his plate with wide eyes, not quite believing what Minho was offering. Did he really mean it? They barely knew each other and already the older boy was willing to do something like this for him.

"Really? I... I... Of course I want to do that! That sounds great," he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling," I will do my best so that you won't regret your decision."

Absentmindedly his gaze moved to the clock that was hanging on the wall and Jong realised that he has to get ready for school.

"I'm sorry, I would've liked to spend more time with you, but I have to get ready for school," Jonghyun said, getting up and taking his plate to the sink," Thank you for the delicious food, Minho-ssi. It's a long time ago since I ate anything home-made," he bowed deeply in gratitude, his cheeks a faint pink once he stood straight again.
choi_minju: pasta Minhochoi_minju on May 28th, 2013 07:27 am (UTC)
[Shoot - something happened to my dps! D: Have to re-edit them!]

Minho grinned when he got his answer from Jonghyun and watched as he took away his plate. Internally, Minho felt the need to not mention that he took away his plate so he can get another excuse to come again to his flat, even though it was small and a bit stuffy.

When he realized why Jonghyun was in a hurry, his eyes widened in panic and quickly sat up, half forgetting but intentionally leaving his plate on the table. "Oh, I should probably get ready for tomorrow's first day to teach!" He bowed after Jonghyun did, not noticing the other had blushed.

After he said his goodbye, Minho quickly went back to his loft and let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He smiled to himself and started making plans for classes tomorrow as a professor. He then spent the whole day organizing files of artifacts in his office for the museum.
miss_emilia: jong6miss_emilia on May 30th, 2013 10:13 pm (UTC)
When Minho walked out off the small flat, Jonghyun let out a long breath. He leant back against the kitchen counter, his body loosening all the tension he hasn't been even aware of. For a moment he just stood there, not quite sure what to think of the earlier events.

However with a fleeting glance at the clock, he realized that he really had to start moving if he wanted to make it to school on time.

~~~~

Once at school, Jonghyun's happiness and bright smile disappeared from his face. He didn't really have any friends ever since he started attending the local highschool. Only one of the assistant teachers, Lee Jinki, seemed to have an open ear for Jong's opinions and complaints.

The boy was grateful for that, but still he wished the other students would stop talking badly about him behind his back and tripping him as he casually walked down the hallway.

So it didn't come as a surprise that Jonghyun was immensly happy when the final bell finally rang, signalizing the end of classes. Quickly packing his things together, he particularly sprinted his way out off the school's building.

~~~~

Back home, Jonghyun let himself fall down on his couch in exhaustion. However soon his stomach started grumbling, begging him for some nutrition.

With a heavy sigh, he raised himself from the comfortable lying position he had been in and walked into the 'kitchen'. Nearly immediately his eyes fixed themselves on the two plates still lying in the sink.

His eyes widened slightly when he realized that he had completely forgotten to give Minho back his plates. Hitting his forehead mentally, he started washing the older boy's possessions.

When he was done, he put on his shoes again and walked towards Minho's flat on heavy tired legs, still wearing his school uniform.

Arriving in front at his destination, he raised his hand and knocked a few times on the door.
choi_minju: serious Minhochoi_minju on May 31st, 2013 01:03 am (UTC)
Minho had simply been filing away artifacts and shuffling through his new home while taking on Bluetooth to his only contact, Lee Taemin. The young college student was a genius who specializes in technology and practically lives in technology.

The geek actually has an entire desk space filled with computers screens and whatnot in his dorm room.

Minho wouldn't exactly call him a friend, but an associate who helped him get his professor job and museum work processed without the hassle of FBI agents at his doorstep. His childhood record isn't exactly clean and he was hoping that no one would find out in each area he moved in.

As he was chatting with Taemin over the earpiece (more like humming in agreement while Taemin babbles about internet fandoms and how stupid fangirls are over OTP pairings in Supernatural), he heard a knock on the door.

"Hey, Taemin, that's great. Now study, I've got a guest here," He spoke softly as he strode towards the door.

"Yah, Choi Minho! You weren't even listening! How can crazy fans dissing hot Genevieve Padalecki be great - " Minho hung up on him and opened the door, revealing Jonghyun standing outside his doorstep.

Well. He definitely wasn't expecting the short guy to look so hot in his school uniform. Nor did he expect the hot boy to hold his clean plates from this morning.

Before he could ask what Jonghyun was doing, even though it seemed pretty obvious he wanted to return the plates, he heard a weird noise and recognized it as a loud stomach growl. He looked down at his stomach and patted it, feeling fine. He slowly looked over at his neighbor and grinned slightly in amusement. "Did you eat dinner yet, Kim Jonghyun?"
miss_emilia: jong13miss_emilia on June 1st, 2013 02:05 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun blinked up at the older boy, taking in his appearance. He seemed a bit more dishevelled, his hair slightly tousled and his clothes wrinkled. It somehow made his heart jump in a strange way, when he got to see Minho in this more leisure setting, the elder looked more approachable like this.

The smaller boy opened his mouth to start explaining his sudden presence, however before he could do that, he was interrupted by the sound of Minho’s stomach giving a low growl. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the noise. He gazed up at the other boy with a bright expression, shaking his head at Minho’s question.

“Nope, I haven’t yet. I just got back from school, but I saw your plates were still lying in my sink. So I thought I will bring those over first before I make myself something to eat,” he replied, shrugging casually.
choi_minju: Minhochoi_minju on June 5th, 2013 12:19 am (UTC)
Minho nodded and opened the door wider for Jonghyun. "Thank you, Jonghyun-sshi," He politely smiled and took the plates from him. "Would you like to come inside? I was thinking of cooking dinner, and since you showed up at my doorstep when my stomach growled I'd have to cook for you. Besides, you can't skip meals, kiddo." He winked at him before going to the kitchen to put the plates away.

The young man had different sets of cutlery on a high shelf, each set signifying a certain time period around the world. He easily reached for the pottery dishes and placed them on the kitchen countertop. "These were made in the Aztec era, by the way," he informed the other while looking into his new fridge. The shelves inside the refrigerator were full of healthy ingredients to be chilled and the model of the refrigerator was of a modern LG style, representing his wealth status despite the variety of artifacts in his flat.

"What would you like to eat?"
miss_emilia: jong11miss_emilia on June 6th, 2013 09:23 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun smiled brightly at the older, entering the apartment and closing the door behind himself. He let his gaze roam over Minho's flat, noticing how different it looked now that the furniture and everything else has been arranged.

The young boy couldn't help but to feel slightly intimidated when seeing a lot of higher class pieces of furniture or home equipment. He wasn't really used to such richness.

Gazing back at Minho, he blinked slightly when the other send him a teasing wink. He didn't understand when in reaction he felt his face get flushed and his heart do a weird flip. He ignored it instead following Minho into the kitchen.

"Uhm, well... It doesn't really matter! We can also order something if you want to? You already cooked for me this morning, I don't want to inconvienance you," he explained, smiling sheepishly," I would really like to cook for you in return, but I'm not good at all... I mostly just eat instant ramen."

Jonghyun chuckled softly, shrugging.
choi_minju: pasta Minhochoi_minju on June 8th, 2013 03:56 am (UTC)
From the corner of his eye, Minho could see how Jonghyun appeared intimidated by the common luxury he was currently living in. He didn't see the blush, though.

He shook his head when the young boy mentioned about being inconvenient and instant ramen. "Okay, I'm definitely cooking something big for you. How about stew?" Minho's eyes lit up suddenly and snapped his fingers. "I can cook you an old fashioned beef stew! How does that sound?" He smiled at Jonghyun warmly. He really couldn't help but picture the boy with a wagging tail and dog ears when he had to look down at those puppy eyes staring at him.
miss_emilia: jong8miss_emilia on June 8th, 2013 04:24 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun felt saliva gather in his mouth when Minho explained what he will be cooking. It sounded absolutely delicious and it had been a rather long time since the younger boy had been able to eat a meal cooked from scratch.

So he nodded his head eagerly, smiling brightly.

"That sounds great! I haven't eaten anything like that in a while," he had to stop himself from jumping around in excitment," Can I help you with preparing the food?"

He hoped that he could at least be of some help to the older boy. He didn't want to just stand there when Minho was doing all the work.
choi_minju: formal Minhochoi_minju on June 14th, 2013 09:03 am (UTC)
Minho grinned and nodded. "Of course you can help me! It'll be great!" He took out all the ingredients for beef stew and pulled Jonghyun beside him, reaching over to another part of the high shelf to turn on the stereo and select a song to play. Crazy Love by Jason Mann & Jensen Ackles turned on as Minho turned on the stove to medium high heat. He added vegetable oil to a large heavy pot.

"Could you help me cut the boneless chuck roast in 2 inch pieces?" He asked his young neighbor while cutting the yellow onions carefully into an inch of chunks.
miss_emilia: jong5miss_emilia on June 18th, 2013 09:23 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun watched as the older boy started to swiftly prepare the food. His movements looking skilled and experienced. He nodded his head in answer to Minho's question.

"Sure, I can do that," he said, smiling up at other.

However at the inside he was slightly panicking. He had never been that good with knives and cutting stuff. At the orphanage they would mostly clear him of cutting duty, because he would hurt himself in the weirdest ways. And well if he didn't hurt himself, the result of his labour wasn't that nice looking either.

So he took the knife with slightly trembling hands and started cutting the meat, trying to be as precise as possible. At first it was working quite well, and he was feeling rather surprised himself. However then, the knife slipped as he let his guard down, and he cut his finger.

"Ouch," he exclaimed as he brought the slightly bleeding finger to his mouth out of reflex, sucking on it gently.
choi_minju: Minhochoi_minju on June 30th, 2013 09:02 am (UTC)
[sorry was busy D:]
Minho hummed to the music playing in the background while mincing three cloves of garlic. He kept glancing at Jonghyun's progress and thought he did well. However he heard him shout an "Ouch" and turned to see him sucking his finger.

For a moment, he froze at the thought of what to do if Jonghyun were to suck something from his body and he shook his head quickly to remove such indecent thoughts.

He rushed towards Jonghyun and held his hand. "Let me see first - you can't just suck your finger, you know," he voiced out while washing Jonghyun's cut in the sink, running the water so that the blood would go away. "You might suck infected bacteria, so you have to wash it first."

Despite what he said, Minho instinctively put Jonghyun's cut finger in his mouth after the cut stopped bleeding while reaching for the nearest bandage. He sucked it bit before plastering the bandage over the cut. "There, now try to be careful, okay? I'll do the cutting while you put in the pot of what I give to you."
miss_emiliamiss_emilia on July 1st, 2013 03:47 pm (UTC)
Re: [ ah, thats alright ~ ^^" ]
Jonghyun felt slightly dazed as Minho took hold of his hand and held it under the water, only managing to nod his head at the older boy's words. He hissed slightly as the cold liquid made contact with the cut. It was stinging a little, but the blood flow had stopped due to the water.

' What the hell? ' - he thought to himself, as Minho suddenly pulled his finger between his lips. He blinked up at the tall guy, his cheeks painted with an immediate rosy blush. He could sense the other boy gently sucking his finger and an involutary shiver went through Jong's body. It seemed like such an intimate gestures - why would Minho engage in it?

Jonghyun looked down at his finger once it was wrapped in a bandage.

"T-thank you, Minho... And yeah, I should probably stay away from knives... I was never too good with them," he said, still feeling slightly awkward," I'm sorry, I'm not really much of a help in the kitchen."

He scratched the back of his neck, nervously, as he couldn't get the image of Minho sucking his finger out off his head.

choi_minju: formal Minhochoi_minju on July 4th, 2013 10:05 pm (UTC)
Minho saw the look on Jonghyun's face and noticed the nervous tensions as well as the blush on his facial features. It was then he realized how intimate his actions were and blushed lightly, coughing up a bit.

"Um....just....it's alright, Jonghyun," Minho voiced out calmly. "How about I finish up here? There's not much to do left for an old fashioned beef stew."

With that, he steered Jonghyun to sit on a stool that faced the kitchen so that when he resumed cooking they'd both see each other. "You can watch how I cook and maybe next time maybe you could cook the same recipe for someone else." He smiled at him while continuing to cook.
miss_emilia: jong14miss_emilia on July 5th, 2013 11:39 am (UTC)
Fixing his eyes on the floor, Jonghyun could still feel the awkwardness hanging in the air. He tried to will away the faint blush that seemed to be still resting on his cheeks. He usually wasn’t one to get embarrassed easily, but Minho’s actions had honestly caught him off guard.

Once he was seated on the stool at the kitchen counter, he gazed up, giving Minho a soft smile.

“Alright, Mr. Minho! I will learn from the master,” he said, chuckling, inwardly rolling his eyes at himself, he obviously still wasn’t over feeling awkward.

Jonghyun watched as the older boy expertly cut the vegetables and prepared everything else that would be needed for the meal.

He bit his lower lip, letting his gaze sweep over his surroundings. He couldn’t help but to ask himself why Minho had decided to live in such an apartment building like this one. He was sure the guy could effort something more expensive and magnificent.

“So, uhm... you want me to help out tomorrow at the museum, right? When should I be there and uhm... should I prepare something?” He asked, propping up his chin on his arms, which were lying crossed on the counter.
choi_minju: Minhochoi_minju on July 17th, 2013 08:47 am (UTC)
Minho glanced several times at Jonghyun's face whenever he wasn't looking and couldn't help but smile at his blush. He chuckled as he heard his words while finishing on cooking the stew.

When he was finished, he looked up at Jonghyun and answered him. "Yes, I still want you to help out tomorrow at the museum. I find you to be useful and we could use the help nowadays." Minho grinned. "Is it alright if you come in the afternoon? I have a college class during that time for about 2 hours then I can come check in on the museum."

He looked up at the boy and smile fondly at how he was resting on the countertop. "Just be your cute self and tell your name to the museum curator. I already added your name as the volunteer and he'll give you access and certain exhibits of what to watch for or help with handling artifacts."
miss_emiliamiss_emilia on July 18th, 2013 04:41 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun nodded his head eagerly. Somehow the idea of helping in the museum sparked something inside of him, he had a strange sensation like this was his place to be. He never felt this way about anything before, but now there was a special eagerness coursing through his body and he couldn't wait to start his work.

"Yes, that sounds good! I will be there right after school," he said, his voice laced with excitment.

Jonghyun couldn't stop the blush from spreading over his cheeks as Minho called him cute. Minho thought he was cute? He experienced an oddly pleased sensation after hearing that. He didn't know why, but this newly gained knowledge made him feel happy.

"O-Okay, I will do that... Thank you so much, Minho! I will do my best not to disappoint you," he said, nodding his head firmly, a determined expression resting on his face.
choi_minju: pasta Minhochoi_minju on July 24th, 2013 05:34 am (UTC)
[start on a new comment in this thread so that this page don't go right all the time lol]
Minho chuckled and smiled, ruffling Jonghyun's hair as he set up two bowls of stew for themselves. He put one bowl in front of Jonghyun and handed him a spoon. "Dig in," he told him and sat beside him in front of the kitchen counter top, starting on eating the stew.

Somehow, in Minho's mind, he felt his cooking tasted way better for the first time with Jonghyun around.

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The next day, Minho sighed as he stood in front of a bored-looking crowd sitting in the classroom seats. There were approximately 135 students present and 140 students enrolled officially on his roll-call sheet. He frowned and scrunched up his nose at the girls (wearing either pink short outfits or black minimal clothing) sitting in the front of the class, blocking out the nerdy-looking students with glasses or braces who look like they really wanted to learn.

Minho knew that those girls will just want to stare at him throughout the entire class time, especially since he looked so young (because he is for a professor), so that irked him to no end.

It was going to suck for him.

The only thing that kept him going throughout the class was to either focus on the subject he loves so much, and the fact that he gets to go early to the museum if he finishes class early. Despite the numerous girls raising their hands and asking pointless questions, he answered each question blunt and quickly as possible. Many other professors offered extra tutoring hours in the institution, but Minho never bothers with tutoring because it's either you have a passion for archaeology or not.

Which was why when the girls asked shyly up to his desk if they could get tutoring, Minho politely declined while gagging internally over the overuse of makeup on those girls' faces. "But professor~!" One of the girls whined in protest. "We don't get this material!"

Minho could only stare at them head on and promptly declared aloud, "I'm not asking for you guys to answer questions on a piece of paper. I'm telling you to just read the first chapter of your textbook so you can understand tomorrow's lecture." That earned snickers from half the class who actually understood his beginning lecture.

Minho chuckled and ran out the door with his suitcase. He couldn't wait to see what Jonghyun's face looked like after entering a museum.
miss_emiliamiss_emilia on August 1st, 2013 03:54 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun ducked his head slightly, as he felt Minho ruffle through his hair. He narrowed his eyes at the other boy, as the gesture made him feel like a little boy. And well, he was already a mature man, right? Well maybe not really, but he wasn't a kid either.

He puffed out his cheeks, fixing his now tousled hair and started to eat. The food tasted really good. He honestly hoped that Minho would invite him to eat at his place for many times in the future. He didn't know how he would be able to live from instant ramen after having tasted such yummy home made food.

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After the final bell rang at his school, indicating the end of another school day, Jonghyun made his way towards the museum. He was feeling rather nervous... No, scratch that - he was feeling VERY nervous! His hands were sweating and his stomach was making uncomfortable twists, causing him to groan out in annoyance.

Why exactly had he agreed to this? He didn't really know, but he felt a strange sensation like taking the volunteer job that Minho was offering, had some important significance to his life and his future. It was weird, but he was experiencing this and he couldn't just ignore it.

Jonghuyn took a deep breath as he walked inside the museum, feeling the cool air of the air conditioning hit his sun heated skin. He felt his heart beating quickly as he gazed around the place he had just entered. It looked huge, and most of the artifacts had him feeling intimdated with their majestic vibe. He gulped, not really knowing where he should walk to, for minute he contemplated to just leave, but then he wouldn't be able to show his face to MInho ever again.

He made his way to the information desk, the man sitting behind it gazed up at him with a slightly annoyed look in his eyes.

"H-Hello, I'm Kim Jonghyun. I was meant to start my work as a volunteer at the museum today," he finally said, trying to hold eye contact with the other man, but then he let his gaze fall to the floor involuntary.

"Ah, it's you! Right, Minho-ssi told us about you! Come on, I will show you the museum and some of the work that you will have to do."

Jonghyun looked up at the man's words, giving him a soft smile, but the other just gave him a frown in return. Well, this guy didn't seem to be nice at all. Jong sighed, hoping that they would still get along well enough.
choi_minju: serious Minhochoi_minju on August 3rd, 2013 05:09 am (UTC)
Minho hopped into his truck and swiftly changed his clothes from a professor outfit to an archaeologist outfit. No one recognized him as he drove the truck over to the nearby museum, where he hoped Jonghyun would be at. He smiled at the thought of seeing Jonghyun again and clutched his homemade lunch.

"Let's hope the kid likes red lentil curry with basmati rice..." He muttered under his breath as he patted the bento lunch on the seat beside him while driving. To be honest, Minho quickly grew a soft spot for the young student since he met him. He had the sudden urge to make a huge meal for him to share with only his neighbor.

When he arrived at the museum, he parked at the front and grabbed his backpack. He placed the lunch inside the backpack before wearing it and climbing out of the truck. Minho walked into the museum and showed his badge to the security at the front desk by the entrance of the museum. He looked around for Jonghyun while checking his watch.

By now, Jonghyun-sshi should have worked for about an hour. I wonder where he is.... Minho thought to himself as he wandered in the museum.
miss_emiliamiss_emilia on August 4th, 2013 09:36 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun didn't quite like this man, Mr. Jung, who was in charge of showing him around the museum. Bis face was marred into a constant frown and he seemed to think that Jong was some sort of incapable kid that would only manage to bring chaos at the museum.

The boy sighed heavily, feeling out off place. Maybe he didn't belong here at all. However, gazing around he liked the things that he was seeing here, a weird prickling feeling starting in his stomach - told him that he was excited.

Nodding his head and humming in understanding at the man's explaining words. Apparantly he would be working at the archieve at first. He could read through the files to get to know the exhibits that were placed around the museum.

Even if Jonghyun would have rather done something more hands on, he still was eager to learn something new about these expositions and their origins and meanings.

So that's what he did when Mr. Jung left him in the archieve with a grim look on his face. Jonghyun read through folders, trying to memorize as much as he could.
choi_minju: formal Minhochoi_minju on August 17th, 2013 03:38 am (UTC)
Minho spotted Mr. Jung walking out of the archives room and tilted his head in confusion. Funny, Jonghyun was supposed to do the hands-on equipment and learn them. Why would Mr. Jung lead him in there? He thought and assumed Jonghyun was left in the archive room, since Mr. Jung was walking out alone. Minho silently walked over to him but hid quickly behind a 7ft Roman column once he saw a man dressed in a shady trenchcoat walk towards Mr. Jung.

No one's supposed to be here today, the museum is supposed to be closed to the public except for staff. That man does not have a tag and the only new help they hired was Jonghyun. Minho frowned as he pressed a button on the left tip of his professor glasses, lighting up the top edges of the lenses.

"Johnny," he whispered softly to the glasses he was wearing. "Johnny, suspecta actio ad museum posuisti me adipiscing. Audire ad colloquium. Invenio etiam proximum. Sicut nec catulus ille qui spectat."

On the other end of the technological call, Taemin yawned and grumbled, sitting up from his dorm bed and presses a button on the wall, pulling out a flexible laptop with three screens. He clicked a few things and listened in. "Dammit, Choi, you're lucky I studied Latin last year..." he grumbled to himself as he checked the security cameras.
miss_emiliamiss_emilia on August 19th, 2013 08:42 pm (UTC)
Jonghyun felt suddenly bored. And well a bit scared - sitting here all alone in this big room, it was also a bit dark, it made a shiver go down his spine. He could have sworn a pair of eyes was staring at him from behind, but as he looked back there was noone there. Well, of course there wasn't.

He didn't want to sit here. Suddenly he stood up, feeling like his throat was blocked and he found it difficult to breathe. Quickly, without even thinking too much about it, he made his way out of the room. He wanted to explore the museum, so that's what he planned on doing now.

The museum turned out to be freaking huge, he was afraid to get lost in its vastness. Jonghyun studied all the displays with great interest, reading the badges with the information on the expositions carefully.

When he exited one of the rooms, he suddenly noticed Minho standing at one of the columns. He was surprised to see the older male there, a bright smile stretched over his lips. He didn't even notice the man's strange behaviour or how he seemed to be hiding behind that column.

Jonghyun quickened his steps and when he was standing behind Minho, he wrapped his arms around the man's waist. Embarrassed at what he just did, he let go quickly, blushing a bit.

"Minho-hyung! What are you doing here?" He asked, his voice slightly shaky.
choi_minju: formal Minhochoi_minju on September 5th, 2013 07:06 am (UTC)
While Jonghyun managed to sneak away from the archive room, Minho had been too busy reading the subtitles from his sunglasses vision as Taemin translated the conversation for him quickly.

"Okay, did the research, Taejoon." Since there may be a chance that someone would listen to their conversations in any way, Taemin had the code name Johnny while Minho's was Taejoon. "The shady creepy man is a hunter for the unexplained theories of the Earth who goes by the name Jean Jacques. Your Mr. Jung, the curator, happens to be an extreme collector for rare items and people." The young college geek explained while looking through his files, now wide awake at the information. "Damn, Taejoon. Why do you attract uglies?"

Minho snorted at that and rolled his eyes, unaware of whoever was behind him. "Maybe it's my good looks?" He joked slightly.

"Whatever, Taejoon. Just be careful of them and - "

Taemin was cut off by Minho's light gasp, which luckily wasn't heard by the conversation from afar. He felt the arms that were suddenly wrapped around his waist leave, so he turned around to get a grip of his assailant. He froze when he realized it was Jonghyun, his young neighbor. When he heard the shorter man's voice shaking slightly, he looked at him with concern, unknown of Taemin's spying through the lenses he was still wearing.

"I told you I was gonna come to check up on you - are you alright? I thought you were somewhere in the archive room. You found the back door already? Not many people figure out there's a back door there, not even Mr. Jung." Without thinking and was on full caring mode, Minho reached out and stroked Jonghyun's head slightly.