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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 35

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.6K

Summary: From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship?

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Baekho's POV

"You're a mess." I whispered. Taking the tissue, I wiped away the running eyeliner. "God you look like a raccoon." I said and laughed softly.

"I'm sorry." Ren whispered. "I didn't mean to cry like such a baby." Frowning, I lowered my hand and stared at him. He wasn't a baby, though he did cry like one. But I understood, he was scared of having sex, scared of losing me, and I was scared of losing him. But I knew I was going to do anything to keep him close to me.

"Don't be sorry. We took it slow didn't we?" I asked with a grin. A flush spread across his cheeks and I chuckled. He was just so damn cute.

"Actually we moved a whole lot faster than I thought we would." Ren admitted and I nodded. We moved fairly quickly the moment we got into the room. But he didn't stop me and I didn't get carried away. I played to his needs and when he finally choked up, like I knew he would, I stopped and just held him until he stopped crying.

And that's how we ended up in the bathroom naked. It was nice, what we did and we both got off at least once, I think Ren got off twice though. It wasn't until I tried fingering him that he had issues. And I wasn't sure I was doing it right. Didn't really have time to look up how to have gay sex, or ask anyone really. Anyone being Aron and Minhyun.

"We did and it was fun right?" I asked, slipping my arms around his waist, pulling him close to me.

"It was." Ren said and smiled. His arms wrapped around my waist and I smiled. I liked being in his arms as much as I liked holding him in mine. Before I always thought that this was a friendly gesture, but looking back, deep down I knew I liked this more than a friend should. I liked holding Ren and touching him and now, I love kissing him. Another thing I got upset up about when he closed up towards me.

"And it didn't get uncomfortable until the end right?"

"Right." Ren said with a nod.

"So see, you weren't scared of everything. Just the big thing. Which we can work on okay?" I said and kissed his cheek gently.

"I know we can." Ren said as he stared up at me. Sighing, he rested his head on my shoulder. Rocking him gently, I stroked his back. "I still feel so embarrassed that I cried like that. You hadn't really done anything, just touched me." He whispered.

"And it's okay." I said and pulled back. Grabbing Ren's chin, I lifted his head so he could stare at me. "Baby it's scary. I know I would feel the same if you were doing that to me. I understand, so don't feel embarrassed." I told him.

"And I won't do it again until you're ready, no matter how long that takes." I assured him.

"Really?" Ren asked, eyes wide. I nodded to him and he grinned. "Oh Baekho! I love you so much!" He exclaimed as he moved his arms from my waist to my neck and kissed me happily. I let out a small laugh as our lips met, my arms tightening as I held him against me tightly. Pulling back, I licked my lips.

"I love you too Ren." Kissing him again, I sighed happily. "Let's go back to the bed now. I think we have enough time to please each other again before someone comes looking for us." I said. Ren nodded eagerly and stepped away from me. Letting him go, I took his hand and led him out of the bathroom and back to the bed for a little more loving.

~*~*~

Minhyun's POV

Oh my god, I can't believe all that has happened in the past few weeks and the tour isn't even over yet! I can only imagine what's going to happen when we get home. And I'm not looking forward to it. I love Ren to death and all, but he is seriously fucking up this relationship he's in. I understand he's scared of sex, I was too at first, but I didn't let that fear stop me and Aron. But Ren is different than me, far more...what's the word?

Delicate?

Sensitive?

Feminine?

A combination of all those words. He is...our maknae and he takes things differently than the rest of us. He's also stubborn as a damn horse and if he doesn't open his eyes and realize what he's doing to his relationship, he's going to regret it. Baekho isn't a saint either. He's not helping the situation at all, but I can't blame the guy. He looks so lost when I stare at him and I feel so bad.

But that doesn't excuse him for his actions and he deserved each and every punch he got from me. But hopefully with JR talking to them, everything will work out. They'll work it out somehow and we won't feel so much tension. I'm sure our fans feel the tension at the concerts.

And let's not get on the subject of Aron. I don't know what was up with him and trying to get me and JR to work on things. So far we have, going at our own pace. I'm fact, we're almost back to normal. We can hold civil conversations, we can be alone together for a short time. While I don't think I could ever forgive him for what he did, he is slowly gaining back my trust and we are becoming friends again. I'm thankful for that. I do miss the times JR and I would just hang out together. Those were the good old days.

Stretching, a grunt left me as bones cracked and I felt so much better. Walking to my door, I pulled out the room key and slid it into the slot. Waiting for green, I opened the door and walked in. It was quiet, which was strange because I had left Aron alone. It had taken a lot of convincing to the two that I wouldn't go find Baekho and kill him. I believed JR when he said that Ren and Baekho were going to work on their relationship, so I wasn't going to interrupt that and possibly ruin the chances of them ever getting back together.

Walking into the open room, I stared at the bed and smiled. The old man was fast asleep. I shouldn't say that though, making fun of Aron like that. The other had been sounding horse lately and seemed sluggish as of late. I think he's getting sick and I feel so bad for him. Which means we're probably going to miss him at one or more concerts.

Shaking my head, I moved to the small table by the window and sat down. I looked over the mess of papers, pictures and random items fondly. A blue piece of paper caught my attention and I picked it up. It was a small note from JR.

'Minhyun,

I tucked Aron-hyung in. He said he wasn't feeling good and he looked a bit sick. I'll let manager-hyung know so we can get him taken care of so hopefully he won't miss any of the concerts on the tour. I checked on Ren and Baekho while you were out and they were getting to know each other...on the bed I sleep on in the room I share with Baekho.

I didn't mean to catch them, but I did and it got me to thinking about things, things I've been thinking about on and off for the past few months. It's crazy what's going on in my head and I don't understand it. But there is something inside me that's just, I guess screaming at me.

Anyway, I'm sure I've got you confused now, so I'll just tell you what I need to tell you and work out the rest later when you confront me about it.

Minhyun, I love you.

See you later at rehearsal.

Your leader,

Jonghyun~'

I read the note about three or four times more and each time my heart skipped a few beats. Despite what we've been through, and the fact that I probably will never forgive him for being a closed minded homophobic ass, I still love him. JR was the first man I've ever loved, though not the first guy I've liked, which are two totally different feelings. He's my first love and all I've ever wanted was for him to love me too.

And nearly six months and countless dates and love making with Aron later, he finally says it. And worst of all, my first thought is to dump Aron and go to JR. But I can't do that. Aron has been there for me through it all. He's the second man I've ever loved and I do love him. But the prospect of being with JR, it's almost irresistible. I'm not that kind of person, and I know if I go to JR like that, Aron would think I was simply using him and that's not the case.

Oh god, what do I do?

I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash. Getting up, I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and moved to the bed Aron was laying on. Pulling back the covers, I crawled in behind him. Pulling the covers back up, I slid my arm around his waist and kissed his cheek gently. He shifted back against me and moaned softly, but never woke.

"I love you." I whispered softly as I got comfortable, spooning him. Resting my head on the pillow, I stared at the back of his head for a moment before closing my eyes.

What the hell am I going to do?

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cherryeol04 · 5 years ago

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Action! | Ch.1

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon Work Count: 1K Summary: From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship? Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked) A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy! Next↷

Ren’s POV

It was strange, being around all these handsome boys. All these kids, they were all hoping to be put in a group and debut. To become the next pop idol. That's what I want too, but as I stared at these people, I realized that they had so much more potential than I ever could.

This was going to be a real trial. And I haven't even seen the women that are aspiring idols. What in the world have I gotten myself into?

'Cool your jets Choi Minki. You were picked for a reason. You have great potential. You'll be able to do this. Remember, it's your passion!'

Taking a deep breath, I moved through the room to meet my fellow coworkers. I know I wasn’t the youngest amongst the people, but it was hard. I introduced myself to everyone, calling everyone hyung until I knew what age they were. It turned out most of them were my hyungs. They were nice though, very welcoming. I don’t know why I thought they would be mean or stuck up. After all, we were all in the same boat.

Sure it was a competition really. The best looking, the best dancer, the best singer, they would be the ones to be placed in a group. It was a competition to outshine the others and the more people you stepped on, the more likely it was that someone would be placed. As horrible as it sounds, it’s what had to be done; it’s what I knew I had to do.

I’m not a violent person, well not all the time at least, so being mean wasn’t the first thing that came to be. I truly wished for the best for everyone. But would my good wishes cost me my change in the future?

Sighing, I took a seat on an empty couch, watching as everyone went about, mingling, exchanging numbers, trying to form their own groups. I had gotten a few, but I felt a bit unpopular. I was young, and I probably looked naïve too. Why would they even think I could be in competition with them?

I felt weight next to me and turned, staring at another. He looked just as down and lonely as I was.

“Hello.” I greeted him formally. “My name is Choi Minki.” The male looked at me with this weird expression on his face. I sat there, waiting for his reply, but he never said anything, so I tried again, repeating my introduction, thinking this guy was just a bit slow. This time, he spoke and I realized why he had such a strange look on his face. I didn’t understand a thing he was saying.

Correction, I understood ‘Hi’. I think this guy was American. He was speaking English. But not Korean. Why would an English speaking American be here? And how come no one taught him Korean before allowing him to become a trainee? I simply nodded my head and turned from the other.

“Hey there.”

Glancing up, I stared at the person who greeted me. He was…scrawny looking to say the least, but he certainly looked old. I’m not entirely sure what I think about this person. Friendly, obviously, otherwise he wouldn’t be over here talking to me. And he liked to smile a lot.

“Kang Dongho.” He said with a slight bow. I returned it and gave a small, shy smile.

“Choi Minki.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” He said. “I’ve seen you walking around. Isn’t this great?” he asked.

Great? Well, I suppose it was. It was a little off-putting too, but Dongho obviously didn’t share my same thoughts of competition. “Yeah, I guess.” Looking around, I stared at the other people, taking in their appearance, their body language. Many of these people…they would need a lot of work.

“So, Choi Minki.” He started, snapping me from my thoughts. Turning, I stared back at him. He was still smiling. What was he, a clown?

…Probably.

“So, Kang Dongho.” I replied, making him laugh. His laughter was, well I’m not sure. But it made me smile and gave me a fuzzy feeling inside. A feeling I’ve never felt before. I wonder why.

“Do you want to exchange numbers?” He asked. He had a nervous look on his face like I might say no. Well, I could if I wanted to, but there was just something about him. I couldn’t say no to him.

“Sure.” I said and smiled and pulled out my cell phone. It was a simple flip phone. It didn’t do much. The internet usage sucked on it, but all I really needed it for was calling my parents and texting my friends from school. It worked for me.

“Wow, what a dinosaur.” My head turned and I looked around for a moment before stopping. I was seriously looking for a dinosaur. Why? Then I realized, he was talking about my phone, if the heated stare at it was any indication.

“Maybe.” I said as I worked on putting his name in my contacts.

“Maybe? It sure the hell is! You need a phone upgrade.” He said, flashing his smartphone. Well, not all of us could be rich and afford such nice luxuries. I wanted to tell him that, but instead, I bit my tongue. He was silent then, and I wasn’t sure if he realized how rude his words were. No consideration. He had to be a hyung with such a careless lack of consideration for the person he was talking to.

“One day.” I answered. He gave a small nod and we exchanged our numbers. Once his number was stored away, I stood. “Well, it was nice to meet you.” I said curtly, with a small bow. Turning I walked away, leaving the other in a stupor. I don’t know why I acted so cold, I’m not that kind of person. But the words the other spoke, I just felt the odd sense to become violent towards him. So I decided to save the situation and leave before anything could happen.

Even as I walked away, I had a feeling, this would not be the last time I saw Kang Dongho.

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cherryeol04 · 5 years ago

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Action | Ch.5

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon Work Count: 2K Summary: From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship? Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked) A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Baekho’s POV

I couldn’t stop staring. Minki…he was just so damn adorable. More so now that he had a new image. I honestly hadn’t thought our relationship would have worked, but when he agreed to form our alliance, everything just fell in place. Though I have to admit, it was a bit depressing knowing that Minki thought so little of himself. He was a talented performer, which was not something I would lie about. He was a complete package, like the rest of them. The other just didn’t believe in himself. I have no problems being around and giving the other encouragement, but sooner or later, Minki needs to learn it all on his own.

I grinned, laughing when Minki feigned being hurt at being pushed by Minhyun. It was part of their dance, but it was still so funny. After giving him our little talk, the other opened up more. He was being playful, smiling, cracking jokes. This was the Minki that I knew on a personal level. This was my friend. If only the world could see him like this. I feel that this Minki won’t translate on camera.

“Oi! Baekho! Come reign this creature in!” Jonghyun called, arms wrapped tightly around his waist. They were spinning in circles, carrying on. If it weren’t for the fact I was watching them to begin with, I probably wouldn’t have answered. Being called Baekho, I wasn’t used to that yet. It was my stage name and for the most part, we all agreed to call each other by our stage names (for those that had them) while in the company of others or on tv. But in the privacy of our dorm, we didn’t have to do that.

“I’m coming,” I said as I walked over. Jonghyun or JR grinned and let go of Minki, sending the other twirling and stumbling towards my way. Reaching out, I grabbed him, pulling him close. The other’s laughter was so light, and beautiful, it made me laugh.

“Well hello there,” I said as I stared down at him.

“Hey.” He greeted and smiled. Pulling back, he fixed his clothes before looking around. “Who would have thought that this would be so fun?” he asked and looked back at me.

“It’s a riot,” I said. A grunt left me as I felt a sudden weight on my back. Looking back over my shoulder, I stared at Aron as the other was grinning before looking at Minki.

“Still looking good Minki,” Aron said.

“Ren.” He corrected. “It’s Ren in public.” He said.

“Oh, sorry princess. My bad.” Aron laughed and dodged a punch the other tried to give him. “Hey, Baekho.” He said and stared at me. “So how about we go hang out after the shooting?” he asked.

Hang out? I knew what that meant. That was code for ‘please help me with my Korean’. The other didn’t like to talk about his inability to speak Korean; so instead, he created code words and body language so that I knew when he needed help in explaining or understanding.

“Sure.” I was easily agreeable. Aron was one of my favorite people to hang out with. He could be…interesting. Plus, he was also helping me with my English.

“Oh, I want to come,” Ren said as he moved closed, listening in on our conversation.

“Ah…well….” Aron said, rubbing the back of his head. He was obviously trying to figure out a way to turn Ren down without hurting the other’s feelings. That would be hard. Ren could be as sensitive as he was feminine.

“No!” Minhyun suddenly spoke as he joined us. “Ren, let’s go out. I saw this really cool pair of jeans.” He said and smiled. “You might like them. Didn’t you say you wanted new pants?” he asked.

“I did,” Ren said, pointing his finger at the other, nodding. “Alright hyung, let’s go shopping then. Oh, let’s see if JR hyung wants to go too.” He said and turned, heading out to find our leader.

Aron and I shared a look and shook our head.

“Women.” We muttered before laughing. The producer called us to come back. The set had been changed and it was time to perform the next part of the music video. It was a lot of hard work, but in the end, I know it’s going to look amazing. Nu’est is going to be a household name soon, this I believe.

~*~*~

“So…” My eyes stared intently at my hyung. We had been sitting in the café near the studio for half an hour, just sipping our drinks. Aron wanted me to help him with his Korean, or at least, that’s what I had thought. That’s what the code word had meant. But the more we sat there more I was starting to think that maybe he wanted to talk about something else. But what? That’s what confused me.

Aron looked up at me, his face reading uncertainty. This didn’t have anything to do with Korean, I could see that now. Something was bothering my hyung and he looked like he wasn’t sure how to begin the conversation.

“Hyung?”

“Oh, this is hard.” Aron finally spoke. Leaning forward, he rested his elbows on the small round table. One hand rubbed his face as he let out a heavy sigh. “It’s awkward too.” He said.

“What’s awkward?” I asked. I was curious now and once I took an interest in something, I was like a cat, trying to find out what it was, even if it meant getting in trouble.

Aron’s head rose once more and he stared at me. “I don’t know if I should tell you. It might…ruin our friendship?” He said it like a question. Ruin our friendship? What could possibly do that? I wasn’t a superficial, callous, shallow person. I liked people for who they were, not how they looked or their certain views on subjects. You can’t pick and choose parts of people that you like in them in order to be friends. I know that you get what you see, you have to take the person in as a whole, or you might as well not be friends at all.

“Hyung, I don’t think there is anything that could ruin our friendship. Now, tell me what’s wrong.” I told him gently. I flashed him one of my friendly smiles and that seemed to get him to relax a bit, and even smile back some.

“Well…I like this person.” He started. Oh, it was a love problem? Well I know I haven’t been in love, but I’ve had my fair share of crushes in my life, maybe I could help.

“Oh? What’s her name? Where did you meet?” He shifted and I could tell I said something that bugged him. But what had I said?

“Well, we met during trainee days.” He answered. Oh! It was someone we worked with. Alright, so that’s good. There were many pretty girls that we danced with. But, maybe it wasn’t one of them. It could be an idol already. There was a long list now and started going through them mentally, trying to remember if Aron ever worked with them.

“And…it’s not a female.” I paused in my thoughts. Did I just hear that right? The person wasn’t a girl? But a guy. A guy….a guy……

“You’re gay?” I asked. That was a lot to try and wrap my head around. I never thought of Aron-hyung as gay. He was manly, strong, handsome. He flirted with girls all the time. Then again, he flirted with a lot of people. I thought it was just part of his personality. I saw him flinch at my question and I sighed. This is what he was talking about ruining our friendship. Korean people, they were conservative. Even if there were gay Korean’s, it’s not something that was spoken about or relationships that were even perused. Most just pretended it wasn’t there. Aron wasn’t from Korea initially. He was Korean-American, and in America, they were more liberal in their views, which was fine and good. More power to them.

“Hyung, it’s alright.” I had to reassure the other that this wasn’t going to change anything between us. Well, it would if it were me that Aron liked. I don’t like guys and I know I won’t, not even if the guy was my closest friend and we fit so well together. It just wasn’t happening. And I hated the thought of hurting my hyung like that. “This isn’t going to change us. But you do know…I don’t like guys right?”

Aron stared at me in bewilderment before laughing. Shaking his head, he reached out and patted my shoulder. “You think so highly of yourself.” He teased. “It’s not you, don’t worry.” He said as he sat back. Taking his drink, he sipped it again before setting it down. “To answer your previous question…I’m not gay completely. I do like girls, but I like guys.” He said.

“Oh, so your bisexual,” I said and nodded. That made more sense. Which was good, everything was right in the world again. Aron really was someone who liked women. I was going to tell him if he was strictly gay than he deserved an Oscar because he was a great actor.

“Yeah,” Aron said. “I’ve always liked girls more than guys, but lately…” he trailed off. I nodded and reached out, taking his hand.

“Who has stolen my hyung’s heart?” The curiosity was killing me! I was trying to think of what man could have caught Aron’s attention. I really didn’t even know the other’s type, but we were around handsome men for a while, it had to be someone. Aron was silent for a while, staring down at the table, fidgeting. The other was fighting himself, so I squeezed his hand gently, giving him reassurance.

“You won’t tell?” he asked.

“My lips are sealed.”

Aron sighed and nodded. “Alright. Well, it’s Minhyun.”

I had to sit back, my eyes wide. Minhyun? Well that a surprise. The thought of Aron liking Minki had come to mind; he was always flirting with the other, more than anyone else. But Minhyun? I didn’t see that one coming.

“So then, really?” I asked in awe. “I can’t…I just can’t see that. Minki maybe, but…Minhyun?”

Aron snorted. “I know. I thought maybe if I flirted with Minki, I would get Minhyun to notice me, you know? Like get-“

“Jealous?” I finished and laughed. “Hyung, he’s got to like you too in order to get jealous. Do you even know if he likes you?” I asked. Aron shook his head and I sighed. “Alright then.” I ran a hand through my hair before fixing it once more. Damn, I always forget I can’t ruin my look. Noona would be so mad at me later. “So we’ll have to find out then,” I said.

“No! No, you can’t find out.” Aron said.

“Why not? I’ll ask him what he thinks about you.” I said.

Aron raised a brow, shaking his head. “That makes no sense. If he doesn’t like me, and if he’s not even gay, then he’s just going to say we’re friends. That does not solve this problem.” He said with a huff. The other was right, it wouldn’t solve anything. But then what were we going to do with the situation?

“So then?”

“Just forget it. I just…needed to tell someone.” Aron said as he looked away. “It was eating at me.”

“Ah.” So Aron trusted me enough to come to me and let me know a deep dark secret of his. That made me happy. I would be there for Aron through this. And I was going to make it my mission to get them together. People can be swayed to be gay right?

“Don’t worry hyung, Baekho’s here for you,” I said with a grin.

‘Thanks.” Aron said and rolled his eyes. I scoffed, resting my hand over my heart, feigning hurt.

“I love you too hyung,” I said and he laughed. Yes…Aron was definitely interesting.

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cherryeol04 · 5 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 2

Baekho’s POV

It’s been a few months since I saw that kid. He was a weird one. Not very talkative, very quiet. He was nice though and was polite, that was a good thing. After getting his number, I thought about calling him a few times or texting him. Though with that old phone of his, I wasn’t even sure he could get text messages.

…

That was mean. I shouldn’t say such things like that. It didn’t occur to me then, but it did now, that maybe he couldn’t afford a nicer phone. Or maybe he was a simple person. He looked simple. He looked like he could be a nice person as well. I should call him and ask him to go out somewhere. After all, we’re in the same industry; we should get to know each other. It would be awkward if we got put into a group together and never really spent any time with each other.

Nodding, I grabbed my phone and searched through the contacts until I came to the one I wanted. My finger hesitated over the call button. Should I really call him? What if he thought I was a jerk? Why wouldn’t he after what I said.

‘Stupid Dongho! Why can’t you control your mouth?’

Sighing, I locked my phone and sat it down, staring at the wall. I should really call him, I should make up to him. But it’s been months. I should have apologized that day or the next day. Well, he can’t blame me can he? Trainees were just that, constantly training. It’s a lot of work training to be a possible idol. And I can feel it, the time is drawing closer until I get picked for a group. I hope it’s a good group. Nothing big like Super Junior, but nothing too small. And I don’t want to do a solo.

Or maybe I do. More publicity for me. A solo career would be nice. But in groups, you got to pick a cool name and create an amazing slogan for introductions. Yeah, that would be so much better. Okay, so no solo group. That’s where I want to go with my career. Now, how did I get on this topic?

Oh right! Minki. Yeah, I should call him. Sighing, I picked up my phone and unlocked it. The contacts screen popped up immediately, his name highlighted. This time, I didn’t hesitate, I pressed the button and held it up to my ear, waiting.

…Ring…

I don’t think he’s going to answer. It’s probably better this way. We probably wouldn’t be compatible. I should call someone else. That Jonghyun person was interesting. Maybe he would want to come out.

…Ring…

…Ring...

…Ri-

“Yeoboseyo?”

“Yeoboseyo, Choi Minki?”

“Yes?”

“Hey, it’s Dongho.”

“Oh, hyung. What is it?”

“Ah, I was just calling to say hi.” I said. I was rolling my own eyes at that one. Obviously, when someone calls, they say hi. But really, who calls a person just to say hi? Usually, they had something on their mind they wanted to discuss or a place they wanted to go with the other person. Just to say hi? That’s what a guy said to a girl before asking them out on a first date, and I was certainly not doing that!

Though…Minki did look a bit feminine. Not a lot though, which was a good thing.

“Oh. Hi.”

I held in my laughter. He knew how lame it was, and he was being lame by saying ‘hi’ himself. It was funny. Maybe we could be friends. We were getting along so far and we’ve only been talking for a minute.

“Anything else?”

“Ah, well…” I trailed off. So far he hadn’t brought up our first meeting. So maybe he forgot. If that was the case, then I can do this. Simply ask him to hang out. ‘You can do this Dongho. You can do this!’

“Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to go out somewhere and hang out.” There was silence on the other end. It seemed to last forever. The longer he didn’t say anything, the more worried I got. He probably still remembered and was thinking of what a jerk I am and that he didn’t want to hang out with a jerk. Damn! I fucked up this possible friendship. He’ll probably be the first one to get in a group too.

Damn, damn, damn, damn, da-

“Sure. Do you want to go to karaoke?”

My heart nearly stopped. I was so happy! He said yes! Why was I so excited that he said yes? It’s not like I was asking him out on a date. I don’t date guys. It had to be the nerves. I’m not super confident in myself, though I know I have a good voice. Even though I made it through the tough rounds of auditions to become a trainee, knowing I had potential, it really didn’t help boost it up that much more. Everyone had potential and it was nerve-racking to know that I might not make the cut. I need this friendship! I need to have someone to rely on and maybe even…help me get picked.

That’s a bit cold. But I’m sure Minki would understand. He would probably do the same thing, even use me maybe. So it would be a mutual relationship.

“Sure, I love karaoke.”

“Alright. There’s one about five blocks from the trainee studio.”

“Yeah, I know that one.” I told him. “How about I meet you there in an hour?”

“An hour?” There was a pause for a moment. “Yeah, that works. See you there.” He said before hanging up. Alright! See Dongho? That was easy. I should do this with all the people I have in my phone, starting with Jonghyun next. But first, I need to concentrate on making this friendship work between Minki and myself.

Setting my phone down, I got up from my bed and started getting ready. Karaoke, I would be in my element. I’m sure Minki was a good singer, but I know I was going to blow his mind! You better watch out Choi Minki.

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cherryeol04 · 5 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 3

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon Work Count: 1.1K Summary: From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship? Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked) A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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No One’s POV

Minki waited outside the karaoke building impatiently. Dongho said to meet in an hour at the place. It was quite a distance from Minki’s current residence, so when Minki got there, he was already fifteen minutes late, and no Dongho. Checking his watch again, Minki sighed. Dongho was now 45 minutes late and he was starting to give up.

It was strange, that after a few months of becoming a trainee and having their first meeting, that Dongho had never called him. Minki had assumed it was because he was ashamed of himself for the comment he made about the phone, yes he still couldn’t get over it, but as the days passed by, he was starting to believe that the other just forgot about him. Which was weird, because Minki hadn’t forgotten about the smiling fool.

Dongho, he had seemed so friendly and nice. He was sure they would have been fast friends, but apparently he was wrong. He made quick friends with other trainees than with Dongho, and he had forgotten half of the other guy’s name. Except for Minhyun. He was nice and kind. They had hung out a lot in the past few months. Minhyun was sadly Minki’s only friend. It was almost depressing.

“Yah!” Minki’s head lifted, eyes locking with the form that was running towards him. “I’m so sorry!” Dongho said and they exchanged bows in greetings. “I got sidetracked.”

Minki stared at him before rolling his eyes and turned. “I’m going home.” He said.

“Hey!” Dongho said and reached out, grabbing the other’s arm to stop him. “Don’t be like that. It’s not what you think. My mom came home and needed my help.” He said and laughed nervously. “Come on, we can still go in and have fun.” He said.

Looking back at the boy, he thought it over. He had spent an hour getting there, and half an hour waiting for the other to show up. Might as well go in and have a bit of fun before making the long trip home. “Fine.” Minki agreed as he pulled his arm from the other. “Let’s go.” He said.

Dongho pouted at the answer. “Is that any way to talk to your hyung?” he asked.

Minki stopped and stared at him. “Sorry hyung. Maybe next time you shouldn’t be late.” He said and walked into the building.

Dongho had to laugh. Feisty little thing, Minki was.

Standing inside, Minki waited and smiled as he let Dongho pay for the room for them. Might as well right? He was the hyung after all. His smile widened at the displeased look the other threw him and he laughed, heading down the hall to an empty room.

“You think you’re so slick don’t you?” Dongho asked as he walked in behind the other, closing the door.

“I don’t think.” Minki said as he sat down on the couch. “I know.” He said and grinned. Dongho smirked and shook his head. It was clear; Minki was going to be a handful, for everyone.

“Alright, so who goes first?” Dongho asked.

“You. You’re the hyung, right?” Minki asked.

“Yes.” Dongho said and grinned. Grabbing the remote, he started searching through the song lists on the screen. While he did, Minki went about, grabbing the mikes and handing him one. After a few months of searching, Dongho finally picked a song he liked and pressed play. Taking the outstretched mike, he turned it on and started singing.

Sitting back, Minki made himself comfortable as Dongho started singing. The moment the words fell from the other’s lips, his eyes widened. Dongho, he looked like a manly man, someone with a deep voice. He hadn’t expected it to be so smooth and beautiful. It was cliché, but honestly, his voice sounded like an angel's. Why hadn’t he been put in a group yet?

Realizing his mouth was open, he closed it. Knowing this boy was highly skilled, or just naturally gifted (it could have been a little of both), Minki started getting nervous. There was no way he could even compare to Dongho. The other would surely laugh when he started singing.

Wrapped up in his fear of being made a fool, Minki hadn’t noticed the song ended and that Dongho was staring at him expectantly. “Well?” Snapping back, Minki stared up at him for a long hard moment.

“You should be an idol.” He said.

“Well, I did try out and make it didn’t I?” Dongho asked and smiled.

“No, I mean right now. You shouldn’t even be a trainee.” Minki said and sighed. “You’re so good.” He whispered.

A blush spread over Dongho’s face and he rubbed the back of his neck. “Really? Thanks.” He said before handing over the remote. “It’s your turn, let’s see how well you do.” He said.

Hesitantly, Minki took the remote. He was still unsure if he could do this, but the reassuring nods of encouragement that Dongho was giving him, it was enough to build up his confidence enough to stand and pick his song.

“Just, don’t laugh.” He commented. Dongho’s face was contorted into a weird look. The other obviously didn’t understand. And there may not have been anything wrong with his voice, but after hearing Dongho, Minki was sure he wouldn’t sound at all good.

“I won’t.” Dongho promised nonetheless and sat back.

Taking in a deep breath, the song started and Minki was reminded once more of why he had auditioned to begin with. This was something he loved, something he was passionate about. To be an idol, that was his goal. He was going to do it! Nothing was going to stop him.

When the song ended, Minki turned and stared at Dongho. He was surprised to see the other’s eyes so wide and his mouth hanging open. He wondered if that’s what he looked like when Dongho had been singing. He could feel his cheeks heating up and waited.

“That was…you should be an idol!” Dongho finally said. The words made Minki laugh, which in turn made Dongho laugh. “Really though, you’re really good.” He said after a few moments of laughter.

“Thanks.” Minki said and moved around, taking a seat next to Dongho. ‘So you think I have what it takes?” he asked.

“Totally. And you think I have what it takes?”

“Completely.”

“You know, we should stick together, you and me.” Dongho said. “Form our own small group. Surely we’ll have a better chance at being placed that way.” He suggested.

Minki sat there, thinking about the suggestion. It was a wise idea. Dongho was very good at singing. If Minki went up against him, he was pretty sure Dongho would be picked over him. So maybe it was better if they did form this little alliance and together, work their way to being picked.

“Alright then.” Minki said and grinned. “Let’s do it.” He said.

“Alright!” Dongho said, grinning happily. He reached out and patted Minki’s back, nearly sending him on the floor. He laughed. “To a bright future.”

“And idol stardom.”

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 34

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.4K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Ren’s POV

I think it was fate that we were supposed to meet. By the pool, probably not, but that just happened to be where we were at the time and we couldn’t help that. But it had to be fate, much like the first day of being a trainee when we first met. Out of everyone in the room, or in this case, the vast expense of the hotel’s swimming area; we sat at the same table together at the same time. It had been a while since I actually looked at Baekho. I know we performed together, but I hadn’t actually looked at him. I could go the whole time without looking at him, but today…

JR’s words really got to me. But what really got me the most was the fact that he said Baekho had willingly given me away to him. I don’t want to be with JR, as much as I love the other, he’s more of a brother to me. Baekho is the one I really want and I just don’t understand why we’re acting like this. I know it’s my fault, but he had a hand in it too and it’s killing me. We don’t have any communication and that’s the sad part. This whole thing probably could have been worked out like they said, but instead we chose to make it into something bigger than it actually was and where did that lead us?

To where we are now.

Our eyes locked and we just stared at each other, taking in each other’s appearance. I could feel my face relax and I was almost sure I had been scowling. Seemed like the facial expression of choice for me anymore. Baekho looked…tired. The bags under his eyes were so clear that I don’t think even the makeup would cover it. I know our concerts were tiring here, but I doubt they’re the reasons he’s as tired as he is. Nope, I’m pretty sure I know what the issue is.

“Baekho.”

“Ren”

We spoke at the same time and a smile crossed my lips. I loved when we did that. “You go first.” I said and motioned to him. Communication that was the key. I needed to hear what Baekho had to say and in return, he better hear what I have to say.

“Okay.” He said and went silent, looking at the table. If I listened hard enough, I could hear the wheels turning in his head as he thought of what to say to me. “Ren…this is ridiculous.” He said and I laughed. After thinking so hard, that’s all he could say to me? But didn’t that sum up the whole situation in a nutshell? Yeah, it did. This was ridiculous and we needed to stop this.

“I agree.” I told him, nodding. He stared at me, sighing, and rubbed his head. Surprisingly, or not, his hair didn’t move. It never seemed to anyway.

“I don’t think there is an amount of ‘sorry’s I could say that would get you to forgive me for what I said. And I’m sure JR can keep his mouth shut about as well as Minhyun can.” He muttered and I smiled.

“He told me what you said to him.” I answered and looked away. “I have to be honest Baekho that really hurt me that you were so fed up that you were giving me away.” I said.

“I know and-“ Reaching out, I pressed a finger to his lips to silence him.

“Let me finish.” I said. He nodded, giving me the go ahead to continue talking. “It hurt me, it really did. But I can’t blame you. I got so upset over that whole girlfriend thing that I just didn’t realize…” I paused and groaned, knowing I had to say this. “I didn’t realize what an ass I was being.” I finished. A snort left him and I rolled my eyes. “Okay, maybe ass is an understatement, but you get the idea.” I said.

“Baekho I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to act like I did, but things just…certain things just scared me.” I told him. His head bobbed and I knew he knew what I was talking about. JR told me that Minhyun blabbed, again. But I’m sure the other had already blabbed it to Aron. I can’t be mad at him though. Minhyun was just looking out for me, wanting to help me and I appreciate him for that. I don’t know where I would be in this relationship now, or if I would have a relationship without him around.

“You’re not the only one who is sorry Ren.” Baekho said as he reached out and took my hand. His fingers felt rough against my skin and I wondered just exactly what he had been doing to get them so calloused. It’s not like singing involves using your hands. Well at least not that much. “I’m just as much as an ass as you were.” He said.

“Well yeah.” I said and he frowned. I pressed my lips together tightly, showing him I would interrupt. He had been silent (mostly) through my little speech, I need to remember to do the same for him.

“I didn’t understand why you were acting so cold to me. And instead of just cornering you and asking you myself, I decided to get back at you, make you jealous. I didn’t mean to put a rift so far between us.” He confessed. Yeah, that whole girlfriend thing was horrible. Not a good move, but I kept silent, waiting for more to come, and it did.

“What I said about not putting out. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know then that sex was the issue.” He said. “If I had…fuck I would have never have said or did any of the things I had. Baby I’m sorry.” Staring into his eyes, I searched them. There was no malice or deceit. At one point I would have thought that Baekho would never do that to me, but after everything that happened, I couldn’t be sure that he wouldn’t get me to forgive him, only to rip my heart out once more. I felt horrible for thinking that, but I wouldn’t put it past him now.

But looking in his eyes, I could tell, it was all the truth. The other was honestly sorry. And I felt even worse. Because I couldn’t open up and talk to the person I loved, I ruined everything. The whole issue in our relationship is my fault, though Baekho did add fuel to the fire, knowingly or unknowingly.

“I can’t say I forgive you.” I told him, watching his face fall. “I’m sorry. But you really hurt me Baekho. Not just with the whole girlfriend thing, but calling me a bitch, telling me I’m worse than a woman.” I reminded him. “And then telling JR that he could have me. Baekho, how am I supposed to go on loving you, knowing that you held such malice towards me? That you were so fed up with everything that you didn’t even care to fight for me. It’s just like the first time. For months I prayed for you to fight for me, to come and get me and you didn’t! Not until that little quest at the planetarium.” I said and sighed, running my hand through my hair.

“Hey!” Baekho growled and I instantly looked up at him, eyes wide. “It’s not all my fault! Don’t fucking blame me. If you weren’t such a fucking ice queen-” he paused and stared at me. My chest felt so tight that it hurt. I wondered if this is what Minhyun had felt, this horrible feeling when JR had said those awful, hateful words to him months ago.

“Ren.” He whispered and reached out, touching my cheek gently. His thumb ran just under my eye, wiping away the tear that fell. “Baby…fuck I’m sorry.” He apologized again. “But damn it, you get me so angry. Everything is always my fault to you Ren. And I hate it. You get sick and it’s my fault, you act cold to me and it’s my fault.” He listed. “It feels like nothing I do is good enough for you.”

I sat there silent for a moment, just thinking over his words. How could I possibly answer him when he was right? Everything I get upset and blame him for started out as my fault. Well maybe not getting sick. I think that is something no one can really control. I felt the hand moving away as he sighed deeply and I reached up, grabbing it. I placed it back on my cheek and stared at him. This was it, I had to open up. I can’t be cold anymore, I can’t be afraid to show him just how vulnerable I am. I need to push my Ren away. I know I just found him again, but he needs to go to sleep for a while and I need to show Baekho my Minki, the shy, scared boy that I really was. If I can do that, then I’m sure I can find some way to balance both my Ren and Minki personas into one and finally find myself.

“Baekho that’s not it.” I whispered. I felt more tears welling up in my eyes as I stared at him. “You have done more for me than you’ll ever know. You’ve always been there for me, helping me, encouraging me.” I said. “And that side of you, what you’ve done…that’s what I feel in love with Baekho. Not this side of you.”

“I-“ Baekho trailed off, swallowing hard. I could see his own tears wanting to spill. This was so emotional for us, that perhaps the pool was not the best place to talk about this. But we can’t push this off. If we stop now, I don’t know what would happen, but what good would come from it? No, we have to finish. We need to say all we have to say and work this out.

“Minki, I fell in love with you because you were so cute, and sweet, and ridiculously funny. You can be so indifferent to things and people, but when you were with me, you were always open, always smiling. And I love that about you. I didn’t fall in love with this side of you.” He said softly. I felt more tears falling and it was hard for me to not sob. I didn’t want to draw attention to us, so I kept them suppressed, as much as I could.

“Baekho I love you so much and this is the last thing I’ve ever wanted to happen to us. I don’t want our relationship to end before it barely gets started.”

“I don’t want that either Minki. I don’t, but it’s not me. I’m trying. I tried so hard to be understanding to you. Something was wrong and I didn’t press the issue, I didn’t want to upset you. I figured you would come to me when you were ready. When you didn’t….I didn’t know what to do. But I knew I had to do something. Anything to get your attention back and for you to talk to me again. It just…backfired like most of my plans.” He said and I laughed. Baekho had a bad streak when it came to planning. However, there was a pattern and I’m seeing it now. His plans backfire on the first attempt, but in a roundabout away, they work out in the end. Like his plan to get Minhyun and Aron together, his plan to get my attention so we can talk to each other…it’s finally working, despite the interventions that we were given.

“I know Baekho and it is all my fault. If I had only opened up and…” I couldn’t go on. If only I had sucked it up and talked to him. If only I had taken Minhyun’s advice to heart and tried being intimate with Baekho. If only….It was too late for the ‘ifs’ that have been nagging at me. His other hand cupped the other side of my face and I stared into his eyes.

“But you are now Minki. You’re opening up to me now. Let’s not stop it. Please, tell me what’s going on and what I can do to help fix it.” Leaning into his touch, I shook my head slightly.

“It’s not you Baekho. It’s me. It’s all me.” I said and sniffled. “I’m scared Baekho. I love you and want to be with you, but I’m scared.”

“It’s about sex right?” he asked and I nodded my head slowly.

“I don’t know why I’m scared though. I want to be with you…like that.” I said, brows furrowing. “But every time I think of what that means, of being naked with you and touching you and doing…things…I just get so scared.”

Baekho listened to me; head nodding slightly as he took in all I said. I was thankful for that. He was a good listener, despite being a bit dense from time to time. This was something he was taking seriously and I could tell. If we could work this out, maybe things would get better, our relationship would get better. I honestly didn’t want to lose him. Baekho was the best thing in my life at the moment.

“What scares you most though? Doing things with me? Or having me touch you? Being naked?” he asked carefully.

“I don’t know.” I whispered honestly.

“But why are you scared then Ren? You know I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” He said before coughing. “Well, besides what I have done. I don’t want to hurt you anymore.” He corrected himself and I smiled sweetly at him.

“What if I’m not…what you expected? What you wanted?” I asked, pulling away from his grasp and sat back in the chair. “What if I’m not good enough?”

“Ren, who exactly to do you think I can compare you to?” he asked and I looked up at him confused. “Ren, I’ve never slept with anyone. And I don’t want to sleep with anyone but you. So if you’re good or not, I won’t know, I don’t have experience. But Ren, I love you and I know it’ll be amazing.” He said. I felt my cheeks flush. That’s not something I was expecting, but his words were so comforting. Knowing Baekho was a virgin like me, my fear of not being good enough slowly died away.

“I love too, Baekho and I’m glad you haven’t been with anyone.” I whispered. “I have a question though; do you even know how to have sex with a guy?”

“No.” Baekho said and flushed lightly, chuckling. “Do you?”

“No.” I answered and smiled.

“So then you’re worried over something you don’t even know how to do.” Baekho told me. He was right. I don’t even know how to have sex with a guy and I’m scared. For all I know it could be something ridiculously easy. And it should feel good right? I know I’ve touched myself many times and that always felt good. Wouldn’t that be the same? Sex had to feel good, otherwise people would do it. And gay sex, if it wasn’t good Minhyun and Aron wouldn’t do it. So, what did I have to be afraid of? I know I’m scared of actually doing it the first time, but is that the reason I acted like I did? Or was I just being a scared little boy?

“You’re right.” I said and sighed. “I was scared for nothing.”

“Not for nothing.” Baekho told me. “You have every right to fear what you don’t know. That’s understandable and I want to help you baby, get through that.”

“Baekho I don’t-“

“I’m not saying we have to do it now. But that doesn’t mean we don’t do it at all. Minhyun told me about what he suggested to you and I think we should try that. Go slow.”

“Baekho.” I groaned. I was getting nervous and scared again.

“Baby, I’m here and I’m not going to rush things. In fact, we don’t have to do anything until you’re ready. But I want to do it with you. And I will take as small of baby steps as you need to in order to get through it. I’m here, but please Ren don’t push me away again. I don’t want to lose you.”

I felt horrible. I was closing up and now I had Baekho begging. I didn’t want it to be like this. I need to stop this. I need to take a few deep breaths, put on my big boy panties and confront this fear head on. I can do this, I can do this. Not because I’m Ren, but because I’m Choi Minki and I have an amazing boyfriend who has given me so much courage and confidence, who’s always believed in me. It’s time I give it back.

“Okay.” I said. “You’re not going to lose me Baekho. But, we have to go slow.” I said.

“As slow as you want.” He said with a grin. I smiled happily. I wanted to get up and hug him, to kiss him, but I couldn’t do that in public. It would have to wait, which wasn’t much longer. He took my hand and stood. Standing, I let him lead the way back into the hotel and to our room, or rather, the room I was making him share with JR. I think we’re going to have to fix that too.

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 33

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.3K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Minhyun’s POV

I glared at Aron and the other just shook his head. “Untie me.” I hissed. He laughed and rolled over onto his stomach, flipping through the pages of the magazine he was reading. Okay, so he wasn’t agreeing with the direct approach. Maybe another way?

“Aron.” I whined. “Baby, I have to pee. Untie me please?” I asked cutely. He looked back at me, raising a brow before going back to his magazine.

“Pee on the sheets.” He said. “The maids will clean it up.” My mouth dropped at that. How in the hell could he just say that to me? For one, peeing on the sheets is embarrassing. And two, it’s not like the maids didn’t know who was staying in this room. Nu’est would be embarrassed if it got out that one of the members wets the bed.

“Aron!” I groaned. Shifting, I struggled again, trying to work the knot off the ropes. Where Aron got the ropes from, I don’t want to know. Sometimes he was just too perverted even for me.

“Minnie, babe.” He said and finally sat up, looking down at me. “I’m not letting you go. I know what you want to do. You want to kill Baekho, but you’re not going to.”

“I don’t-“

“And you’re not going to talk to Ren either.” He cut me off. “Look, JR is handling it. I think it’s time we give him a little bit of credit. After what happened last night, he seems to be proving he’s changed.” He said. “Okay? So why not enjoy your time with me?” I rolled my eyes and sighed, shaking my head.

“Maybe because I’m tied up.” I said and smirked at him. “Aron please?” I asked again, pouting cutely. He looked away then, trying to resist me. Yes! Just a little more and I know I’m going to get free soon.

“Aron baby, I love you. Please untie me so I can enjoy my time with you?” I asked sweetly, batting my lashes when he glanced at me. Our gazes held for a few seconds before Aron’s eyes closed and he let out a heavy sigh.

“You’re too much for me sometimes Minnie.” He said and I laughed. He was just now figuring that out? Of course I’m too much for him, but we make things work. “No, I’m not going to untie you.” He told me sternly.

Pouting, I sighed and rolled onto my back. “You’re no fun.” I huffed, staring at the ceiling. He was such a brat, always taking away my fun. Granted killing Baekho wouldn’t be considered fun, but it was necessary. He hurt my best friend, the ass deserved everything coming to him.

But I couldn’t deliver it all, unless I was free. An idea came to me and I smirked. I peeked at Aron from the corner of my eye. He was busy reading again, good. Slowly I shifted onto my side, facing away from him and I waited. Just long enough for him to think I shifted to get comfortable. And when I was sure his guard was down, I was up and off the bed. The idiot forgot to tie my legs. I ran for the door, laughing maniacally.

“Minhyun!” Aron was coming for me, but I was going to get away. Reaching the door, I grabbed the handle, pulled down and pulled it open. I started out, only to run into a roadblock. Staring down, I frowned at JR as he stood there.

“Grab him!”

I gasped as JR’s arms wrapped around him and I struggled. It wasn’t the first time the other held me, but it was the first time in a long time and it felt….very nice. I should feel guilty for thinking that. I had Aron, yet still, JR was my first love. I don’t think I could ever get over him. I felt another pair of arms around me and looked back as Aron joined us and together the two dragged me back inside the room.

“Oh come on guys! I promise not to do anything.”

“Sorry Minhyun, but we just don’t trust you.” JR said and smirked. “But don’t worry, I talked with Ren and Baekho and I think they’re going to work things out.

“Oh good. I would really hate to actually have to let Minhyun go and take care of things for them.” Aron said and I huffed.

“I’m not some sort of dog to be used at your disposal.” I snapped.

“Sure you are!” Aron said with a smirk. “You’re our Great Dane.” He teased me. I knew what type of dog a Great Dane was. It was big and beautiful and I knew the other was teasing me about my height again. But what can I say, it pays to be tall…most of the time.

“I hate you.” I pouted and grunted as they dragged me back to the bed and shoved me down on it.

“I love you too Minnie.” Aron teased.

“God you two are weird.” JR commented and moved to sit on the other bed. I watched him for a minute before chuckling.

“If we’re going to get technical, we’re the normal ones. You, our fearless leader, is the weird one.” I said. JR stared at me with a raised brow and I shrugged. “You are, but whatever.” I said.

“How am I weird? Because I’m not gay?” JR asked.

“Did I say that’s the reason?” I asked and frowned. Everything with him always went back to everyone being gay. I thought Aron said he was changing. It didn’t sound like it.

“No.” JR said and sighed. Silence fell between us, a slight tension in the air. I really hated this, hated that I couldn’t be myself with JR anymore. We had been such good friends before this all happened. And all because I took Ren’s advice and asked him what he thought about homosexuality. Not that it wasn’t Ren’s fault that JR acted like that, or that I mentioned it. I wanted to talk to JR for the longest time on his thoughts on homosexuality, I had just never had the right approach until talking with Ren.

“To be honest, you two are the weird ones.” Aron said and I looked up at him then, frowning. “I mean look at you two. I know things have changed for all of us, but you guys used to be close, could talk to each other, now there’s so much tension in the air, it’s like a bomb is going to go off.”

“Is not.” JR said as he crossed his arms.

“Well, it’s not that strong anymore, but it’s still there.” Aron corrected. “Come on, you two need to become friends again.” I looked to JR then before looking away.

“Aron, it’s not that easy. Can we please just drop this conversation?” I asked. I knew I was trying to avoid the conversation. I wanted us to go back to normal, but looking at JR, I knew we were a long way from being normal and I was scared. Scared of all the work I would have to put into this in order to get back to normal and even then, there was no guarantee that JR would go back to normal, or wouldn’t have a slip up.

“No, you need to do this, work on this.” Aron insisted.

“Look, hyung.” JR said as he stood. “It’s not that easy or simple. It just can’t go back to the way it once was. Maybe one day we can be on that same level of comfort again, but not right now.” He said and patted Aron’s shoulder lightly.

“I’m still getting used to this. Please don’t push it.” Aron stared at him and slowly his head nodded.

“Alright.” He said. JR nodded and took that moment to leave. I sighed deeply.

Maybe one day things could be back to normal and I look forward to that day.

“I hope Baekho and Ren are having better luck.” Aron muttered and I snorted. Hopefully they were. The last thing we needed was a divided group again.

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 32

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.7K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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No One’s POV

Baekho stood there, staring at Ren as he silently worked on his lyrics. Dabbling in songwriting was something that they started to do, but none of them ever felt confident enough to show their managers or show it to each other. It was just past time, something to do while they waited for their next schedule or to pass the time in waiting rooms.

Today though, Ren was doing it because he was upset and he could tell. Ren had the pen in a death grip as he wrote and Baekho was sure that if the paper could talk, it would be screaming with how harshly Ren was treating it. He wanted so badly to go over there and talk to the other, but he didn’t know what to say. Well he could have said sorry, but he didn’t feel like he should give in like that when it was Ren’s fault to begin with. If the other hadn’t been so secretive and worried, Baekho wouldn’t have done what he had done because they already would have talked about what the problem was.

“Just do it.” Baekho jumped as JR stood there, glaring at him. He wasn’t sure when JR got over his issues of homosexuality (or well mostly over them), but he wasn’t liking it now. Their normally quiet leader was now butting his way into his issues and it was starting to rub him the wrong way. What the hell did JR know about a relationship anyway? It wasn’t like he had been in any before.

“I’m not apologizing to someone who is at fault.” Baekho hissed lowly and turned away from Ren. JR sighed and shook his head.

“Baekho, if you really love Ren, then regardless of who is at fault, you’ll go over there, apologize and make up with him.” JR said and smirked. “Unless, you’re giving up, and I can take him.” He said. Baekho’s eyes widened at that before going back to normal. He let out a snort and shook his head.

“What the hell JR? I thought you weren’t gay. Why do you think you could have Ren?” Baekho asked.

“Why not? He’s cute, adorable, and a wonderful person to be around.” JR said and shrugged. “I guess maybe I was doing what you did. I was just denying everything.” Baekho didn’t believe that for a second. But JR did seem interested in Ren and Baekho wasn’t sure how that made him feel. He wasn’t jealous, but at the same time, he didn’t want to give Ren up. He did love the other and he wanted things to work out with him. But something was just holding him back and he didn’t know what it was.

“You think you can handle him? He’s a lot of work. And he won’t put out either. So don’t mention sex around him.”

JR looked at him for a moment and nodded. The other saw this as an opportunity. His close friends were slowly drifting apart and a love that had been so blind was falling to pieces. He didn’t think that it should happen. He saw how happy Baekho made Ren. He also knew how sad the other could make Ren feel. They were such strong feelings and he was sure, deep down, Baekho was affected by this, even if he was trying to play it off. Maybe he just needed to lose Ren for good. Though it wouldn’t be for good, but it would be a good lesson. Last time, all Ren did was run away. And sure that made Baekho realize that he hurt Ren and that he cared about the other and maybe even realize he loved him some. But if he lost Ren to another man, that would be even more powerful.

“Fine.” JR said. He left Baekho then and moved to the table Ren was sitting at and sat next to him. Getting the other’s attention, he started a small conversation, all the while noting Baekho’s reaction. But the other just stared uninterested and eventually Baekho left. Honestly, what the hell was going on?

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JR’s POV

I don’t know why I said that, or why I’m here talking with Ren, but I know in some way, I have to help the two get back together. Ren was cute, yes, but I don’t think I like him like that. Someone else, maybe, but not Ren. He was like a little brother to me and I loved him greatly, gay or not.

“You should talk to him.” I said and watched as he wrote. The pen didn’t stop moving, though I noticed the way the veins pulsed in his hand and wrist as he tensed for a moment.

“No.”

“Rennie.” I sighed and rested my elbow on the table, my head in my hand. “I know he hurt you, but you weren’t really helping the situation yourself.”

“What would you know?” Ren snorted.

“A lot. You know Minhyun can’t keep a secret when he’s angry.” Ren paused and looked up at me. His eyes rolled as he looked back down and started writing again.

“Go figure.” He muttered.

“Ren. I understand that you’re having issues with sex. And I don’t blame you. I’m having issues of thinking of…gay sex.” I said and laughed nervously. “But closing up and not talking about it doesn’t solve the problem.”

“What would you know? Have you been in a relationship before?” Ren snapped at me, cold brown eyes turning to me. I paused at that and I felt hurt. I didn’t like that he was being so mean to me, but I supposed I asked for it, talking like I was.

“No.” I answer. Reaching out, I stopped his hand from writing, and how he managed to still write while looking at me was beyond me. “But Ren, you are something really special. Even I can see that, because we’re friends.” I said.

“Yeah, well obviously I’m nothing to Baekho.” He said and shook my hand off and went back to writing. I sighed and leaned back, staring up at the ceiling.

“For fucks sake Ren!” I shouted. I was so fed up with everything! He was being stubborn, Baekho was being stubborn and Aron was stuck babysitting the still angry Minhyun. Ren jumped and looked at me in shock.

“Baekho loves you! And he didn’t know how to act when you were so cold to him suddenly! It’s your fault, but that doesn’t excuse him either! He didn’t need to act like he did, but he didn’t know what else to do to try and tell you that he wasn’t happy with the way you were acting.” I said.

“And how the hell do you know that? Did he tell you that?” Ren snapped at me.

“No!” I screamed. “But damn it isn’t it obvious?!” He stared at me, confused. “The two of you can’t communicate with each other and you’re both causing your own misery. So suck it up and talk to him and tell him what you’re feeling! He already knows this is all about having sex. So just be open and talk to him!” He looked away then and was silent. I knew I was yelling and I knew the other people in the rooms next to us probably heard us. But what was I to do? I was at a loss and I just wanted this to end. I wanted everything to go back to the way it was; with Baekho and Ren being close and Minhyun and me close and Aron was just….Aron.

Why can’t it be like it used to be? Why did emotions fuck things up so badly?

“I’m scared.” I barely heard the words and if it weren’t silent in the room, I would have. Ren’s meek voice was so soft, but filled with so much fear that the anger and frustration I was feeling melted away.

“Why Ren?” I asked.

“What if he hates me?” Ren asked softly. “What if he wants to get rid of me because I don’t want to have sex with him? I mean, he basically said that sex was important to him in a relationship.” He whispered and I could see the tears about to fall. “I don’t want to lose him again.” I sighed. Reaching out, I cupped his face in both my hands and lifted it, staring at him intently.

“Ren, if you don’t talk to him about it, you will lose him. He loves you Ren, but he can only take so much of this, just like you.” I told him softly. “Time is slipping by and the longer you sit here and worry about your fears, the further apart the two of you drift away.” I told him. He nodded his head slowly, but still looked unsure.

“Ren, he told me I could have you if I thought I could handle you. He was giving you away Ren. He’s at his limit. And as much as I love you, you’re nothing but a friend to me.” I said. “But I don’t want to see you lose someone you really care about. It’s time to take action.”

“JR-hyung.” Ren whispered, placing his hands over mine and gripped them, lowering them. “Thank you.” He whispered. “I’m so glad that you’re….okay with me being gay and everything that’s going on. Having your support…” he trailed off. “It means more to me than you’ll ever know.” I smiled and nodded.

“You’re my friend Ren and I don’t want to see you hurt any more. So please, please go find him and talk to him and start mending things.” I said. “Otherwise, Aron won’t be able to keep Minhyun from killing him.” Ren laughed at that and I frowned. “You think I’m joking? Minhyun punched the hell out of him. We had to lock him in the closet.” Ren’s eyes got wide and I nodded. Yup, that’s what happened. Minhyun was a spitfire, but oddly beautiful when he was angry.

What? Where the hell did that thought come from. Shaking my head, I sighed. “Go Ren.” He smiled and nodded. Standing, he released my hands and headed for the door. I don’t know where Baekho went, but I knew Ren would find him. It would be fate that no matter what, they always met. They were made for each other. I think I’ve always known that, ever since we all first formed our group.

I just hope it’s not too late to save their relationship that has barely started.

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 30

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.8K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Ren’s POV

Was it possible to hate someone so much that a stare could strike them dead? I’m pretty sure it isn’t, but if it were possible, this little bitch would be dead. Who the hell did she think she was, hitting on Baekho like that? Did she not have any manners? Probably not, she was probably raised in a barn. I know it’s not nice of me to think like that, she was a L.O. /\. E., but still!

And Baekho’s no saint either. How dare he stand there and flirt right back with her. They were like best friends, like they knew each other. Come to think of it, she was speaking Korean pretty fluently, maybe she did know Baekho? Was it a friend of his? No, a friend wouldn’t reach out and stroke his arm like that.

…

Wait what?! I growled lowly and felt my body jerk forward, but it stopped. I turned my sharp gaze to the body next to him and glared at Minhyun, whose eyes were wide.

“Ren, calm down, what’s gotten into you?” he asked softly.

What’s gotten into me? Nothing! Why would he even think something was wrong with me? Was he blind? Could he not see what was going on? Well if he couldn’t, I certainly made it clear for him.

“That!” I hissed as I motioned to the scene. Looking back at the two, I saw red as Baekho hugged her. What the fuck was going on? My boyfriend was hugging some tramp! Was she a tramp? I don’t know, and I didn’t care to find out. She was moving in on my territory. And how dare Baekho be so nonchalant about it all. Why would he act like that with me standing by? Did he not care about my feelings?

“Chill out Ren.” Minhyun whispered. “He’s just doing it for the fans. It doesn’t mean anything.” He tried to assure me and I snorted, rolling my eyes, arms crossed over my chest.

“Yeah, well you would be the same if it were your boyfriend.” I pointed out. Minhyun stilled and looked around, searching for Aron. Yeah, that’s right, be nervous Minhyun. Aron was just like Baekho; they both still liked girls, despite being with us. And Aron was a huge pervert. I’m sure if the right pair of legs crossed his path, he would drop Minhyun like a sack of potatoes and chase after that tail.

“Ren.” Minhyun sighed and shook his head, looking away.

“Oppa, will you be my boyfriend?” My heart stilled as I heard the girl speak. Slowly I turned my head and eyed her before looking at Baekho then. Even if she was a fan, the polite thing would be to turn her down. Say his life was complicated, it would never work out, or they lived in two different countries….something!

“Sure!” Baekho agreed with a grin. “Take good care of me okay?” he asked. I felt my heart drop. I was pretty sure it dropped completely out of my body and into the deep, dark, abyss that was going to swallow me as well. He didn’t just agree, no, he couldn’t, he wouldn’t do that.

“Of course oppa!” she said happily and hugged him and he returned it happily. I felt tears slowly welling in my eyes. This is not what he was supposed to do! Even Aron turned down our fans when they asked him out or to be their husband or boyfriend, or anything like that. What the hell was wrong with that idiot? Did he not have a brain?

“Hey guys, meet my new girlfriend.” Baekho said and waved at us.

No, apparently he didn’t. I stood from my seat, dropping the pen in my hand. This fan signing was officially over. I turned and stormed off, shaking my head, the tears finally falling. How could Baekho be such an idiot?

“Ren!”

I didn’t stop; I kept walking until I found the restroom and walked in. Choosing a random stall, I closed the door and locked it before sitting down on the top of the toilet, covering my face as I cried. I couldn’t believe it. Why couldn’t Baekho have half a brain? Why did he go and say those things and why did he say that to me? His girlfriend? Well what about me, his boyfriend? I’m his boyfriend! Right? I was his boyfriend right?

I felt the tears come faster as I sobbed harder. What if he dumped me without telling me? What if because I didn’t want to sleep with him he left me? I didn’t think Baekho was that kind of person, but he was proving to me that I didn’t know him as well as I thought I did.

I heard a squeak and I lifted my head, trying to wipe away my tears and stay quiet. It was bad enough I was crying like a broken hearted school girl, I didn’t need to be caught doing it.

“Ren.”

I stiffened. Damn it, why was he in here? Why was he looking for me period? He looked mighty happy with his new girlfriend.

“Ren, I know you’re in here. I heard you crying.” He said. I still didn’t move and I didn’t make a sound. Maybe he would just leave if he thought I wasn’t in here. Surely he would give up rather quickly right? Not wanting to miss the opportunity of finding me before I could sneak out somehow.

“Choi Minki, answer me right now. Where are you?” I bit my lip and whimpered.

“In here.” I finally spoke softly. I couldn’t stay quiet, not when he used my real name like that. And god how I hated it when he used my name like that. I was weak when I was called Minki. I just...I don’t know what it was, but I could never refuse any call to answer, or any question asked or task given to me. I suppose it’s because my mom always used that name with me when I behaved badly or she wanted my attention. I really wasn’t a good child like I proclaimed to be, but I don’t think there is such a thing as a perfect child. I heard the door rattle and he sighed.

“Open the door Ren.” He said.

“No.” I said stubbornly, crossing my arms.

“Minki.” He said sharply and I growled. Reaching out, I turned the lock and he pushed the door open, staring at me. “You really were crying.” He whispered. “What’s wrong?” he asked. I turned to him and glared. God this man was just so fucking clueless sometimes! Honestly? He didn’t know what was wrong?

“That bitch.” I spat. He stared at me for a long moment and I don’t think he was catching on. Idiot. “You’re new fucking girlfriend that’s what!” I snapped.

“Oh.” He said and cocked his head. “Why are you upset about that?” he asked.

“Why? Why do you think, you moron?” I growled at him. “I’m your boyfriend! Hello, don’t you remember? Why the hell are you going around and saying you’re going to be someone else’s boyfriend and then announce the tramp to us…to me?”

“Really?” Baekho asked and crossed his arms. “You’re my boyfriend? Gee, sure hasn’t felt like it in the past few months.” He snorted and glared at me. I stared at him, my mouth opening.

“And what does that mean exactly?” I snapped at him.

“What are you stupid? Come on Ren. You’re not sleeping in our room anymore, you don’t want me to be around you, you avoid looking at me, and touching me and being around me. For god sakes you made our manager switch you with JR in the hotel rooms. It’s like I have a disease or something.”

Oh, so he’s going to bring that up? Well I suppose I haven’t been fair to him. And I have been avoiding him. But it’s just every time I think about having sex with him I freeze up. I can’t…process. And if he sleeps in the same room with me, I’m not sure what would happen. I know Baekho wouldn’t force me, but he’s still a guy and we have urges that would make us lose our minds and do something stupid.

“You don’t-” I trailed off and looked away. “You don’t have a disease.” I told him.

“Really? I guess I should be glad so I don’t pass it to my girlfriend.” He said. My head whipped around and I glared at him.

“She’s not your girlfriend you idiot!” I shouted.

“And why not?” he barked. “She would probably treat me better than you.” My chest tightened. I knew it. I knew the fact that I didn’t want to have sex would be a problem. He was just like any other guy. A shameful, hormonal mess.

“Yeah, well I’m glad, because you won’t have me to take care of you.” I told him. I reached out and grabbed the door, trying to close it on him. He stopped it though, pressing his hand and forearm against it. Baekho was strong too, so strong. Or maybe I’m just weak. I guess no amount of time at the gym was ever going to make me strong like him.

“Ren.” He said and pushed the door back and stepped in. “Ren you know I was joking right?” he asked. I rolled my eyes and looked away from him.

“You have a morbid way of joking.” I whispered. Tears were pooling in my eyes again, but I fought them back. I didn’t want him to see me cry. That’s the last thing I wanted, was for him to feel any sort of satisfaction of hurting me.

“Rennie.” He whispered. His arms enveloped me and I struggled.

“Get off me!” I shouted, pushing him away. He stumbled back and stared at me in shock. I was in shock myself, I didn’t think I was so strong. So maybe I shouldn’t be so hard on myself about my strength.

“What the fuck Ren?!” he shouted. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Nothing is wrong with me!” I shouted back at him.

“What do you mean nothing? One minute you’re fucking head over heels for me and now you want nothing to do with me. You’re worse than a god damn woman. At least a woman would put out while being a bitch.” He snapped.

And the tears fell, but I ignored them. Slipping off the toilet, I pushed past him. I was done. I was so done! This wasn’t the Baekho I fell in love with. This wasn’t the man I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. What the hell happened to him? What the hell happened to me? Why are we suddenly so different?

“Ren.” He grabbed my wrist to stop me, but I pulled away from him. Opening the restroom door, I looked back over at him, glaring through my tears.

“I don’t know what I ever saw in you, but I was stupid to see it.” I said. “It’s over. Don’t you ever talk to me again!” I stormed from the room.

Kang Baekho, I hate you!

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 29

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 2.5K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Baekho’s POV

Walking into the next room, I kicked a chair. I was so pissed! I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but it’s really getting on my nerves. I know it all started when I mentioned pleasing him. Ren just went like….well he didn’t go crazy, but he left and he never came back. I should have known that whole ‘I’m going to get a drink’ thing was just a ruse. I should have gone with him, and maybe we could have talked things out. But I didn’t, because I love Ren and I would do anything he says. And now, he can’t even talk to me, much less look me in the eyes.

It’s been going on for weeks now and I’m tired of it. We had another dorm switch, and now JR was my roommate and Ren took the single bedroom. He claimed it was because that room was ‘too hot’ and he needed a cooler room. It felt fine to me. It was after that I knew he was avoiding me, and the only reason I could think of that he would be doing that, is because of what I said and did.

Sex…

It’s not something I ever thought I would want to with another boy. Of course, I never thought I would be with another boy. I know I’m not homophobic, despite the conservative way I was brought up. Times were changing and with all the socialization I had from school and becoming a trainee, I became open minded. Well, I became open minded of other people liking the same gender, not me. I suppose that’s why I denied my attraction to Ren for so long.

But I can’t anymore. I lost him once and after nearly being killed by Minhyun and Aron, and having the talk with Adrian-hyung, I realized exactly what I’ve been trying to deny, trying to justify. Everything I did with Ren, the hugs, the holding hands, even sleeping in the same bed with him at night from time to time, it was all because he was more than a friend to me. This love happened and I never even knew it. So of course I didn’t think about having sex with him. I thought a lot about having sex with Uee noona, or other female artists.

But now I had Ren, and he is just so damn beautiful and sexy. Cock or not, I wanted to please him. Besides, if Aron and Minhyun could do it, I could too! Even if it took me a while to work up the courage to go all the way with Ren, I would still do it, because I love him and I want him to realize just how much I love him.

But now…

“Baekho!” Minhyun shouted as I kicked another chair and nearly hit our choreography teacher. I blushed hotly and bowed.

“I’m sorry.” I said before making my way to the water cooler and poured me a glass and downed it all in one go. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to stare at Minhyun. Our stare stayed locked for a few seconds before he blinked and looked away.

“What’s wrong hyung?” he asked.

“I don’t know.” I shrugged and filled my glass again.

“Why not? You just kicked a chair and sent it flying, nearly hitting our teacher.” Minhyun reminded me. Yeah, that was embarrassing. I was going to have to do something to make it up for our teacher.

“Yeah, still I don’t know.” I told him. He frowned at me and I raised a brow. “What part of ‘I don’t know’ don’t you get Minhyun?”

“Well it would be nice if you would explain a bit more.” He snapped at me before sighing. “Sorry.” He said and ran a hand through his hair. “I didn’t mean to snap, but you know you’re my friend Baekho and I want to help you.” He said. I smiled and sat my glass down. Little Minnie, he was just so adorable. I patted his head gently.

“You always want to help don’t you?” I asked.

“Well, might as well right? You’re important to me, so I want you to feel better.” He said. “So what’s wrong?” he asked again.

“I don’t know Minnie.” I said and sighed. “Ren’s been acting weird the past few weeks.”

“I guess.” Minhyun said, thinking. “Is it because he moved out of your room?” he asked.

“Well doesn’t that strike you as weird?” I asked. His head slowly nodded. Of course it would be weird. Ren and I have only been together for a few weeks and now he moved out of our room. At least I wasn’t being accused of doing something to him this time around.

“It does.” Minhyun said. “Why would he move out? I mean, I know he said it’s because it’s cooler in the room JR had, but why didn’t you go with him?”

“Because he told me not to.”

“And you stayed?” Minhyun asked in shock.

“Duh.” I said and rolled my eyes. “Minhyun, we may be together and yes I love him, but I’m not going to invade his space because of those two reasons. If he wants space, he can have it, I don’t mind.” I told him.

“Then why are you kicking chairs?” Minhyun asked.

“Because he won’t talk to me about it!” I growled and sighed. “He just left and he won’t talk to me, he won’t look at me and he avoids me. He’s screwing up the routines because he’ll stand further away if I’m next to him.” I told him. It was so frustrating. The love of my life that I hurt so deeply, but made up with is now avoiding me! It’s hurtful! It really is and now I understand, at least on some level, the pain I put Ren through. I just can’t imagine why he would do that to me. Did he want revenge? But why? It was all so confusing.

Minhyun was listening to my problems and I felt bad. I know he had his own relationship to work on and his own problems. I know he and JR are trying to work on their friendship and it was going good. I didn’t want to burden him with my problems as well. But you know, he did ask. Grabbing his own cup, he got himself a drink and leaned against the wall.

“Maybe there’s something that’s worrying him, or scaring him.” He suggested. I looked at him suspiciously then. Did Minhyun know what happened that night? Is that where Ren went? That wouldn’t be a surprise, he and Minhyun were close friends and I’m sure they gossiped like school girls. Maybe Ren told him what happened. But if he did, why didn’t Minhyun bring it up? Well for one thing, it was none of his business. Or, maybe he really didn’t know.

“Like what, you think? I mean you’re his friend and I’m sure you share all kinds of secrets.” I said and grinned and Minhyun chuckled.

“We do.” He said with a nod. “Well, our first tour is starting in a few days.” He said. “Maybe that’s what he’s worried about and he doesn’t want to burden you with his problems.” He suggested. Oh, that was something I hadn’t thought about. Our first tour. It was a scary thought, but I was super excited to travel to different Asian countries and meet our L.O. /\. E.s. It was going to be super fun.

“Still…he should know better. I would be there for him and listen and try to make him feel better.” I said. Minhyun just laughed and patted my shoulder. What the hell was so funny? It was true; I would be there for Ren.

“Baekho, in case you forgot, you tore Ren’s heart to pieces. You ripped it from his chest, stomped and spit on it.” Wow! That was harsh. Damn Minhyun was cruel. I made a mental note to make sure I didn’t piss him off….again.

“Thanks Minhyun.” I said and turned from him and started for the door.

“Baekho.” He called and I stopped, turning to look back at him. “Look, I’m just saying, you really hurt him. And even if you are together now, he may still not be over that pain. I mean look at me and JR. Even though we’re trying to be friends, I’m still hurt and I’m still afraid he’s going to slip and make some hurtful remark.” He said softly. I sighed softly and nodded. Right, of course. Even though I made things up with Ren, he was probably still hurt. Why didn’t I think of that? But would giving him space help him get over that? Or should I do something to show him how much I love him? I wasn’t sure. Damn it!

“Well thanks for that. I’ll keep that in mind.” I said and stared for the door again.

“Give it time Baekho. Maybe once we do our first concert on the tour he’ll lighten up a bit and open up to you.” Minhyun called and I nodded as I opened the door and joined the other three. They were fooling around and having a good old time. I had to smile at that. Even if I couldn’t be around Ren, touch him, kiss him, sleep with him, at least I could still see him smile and that’s what I loved most, his beautiful smile.

JR’s POV

Man this was great! A whole tour of our own. I never thought we would hit such fame so quickly. I blame it on Ren, without him, we probably would have fallen under. Fans love the slightly feminine but good looking idols. Ren was certainly that. He should take most of the credit and the rest goes to the rest of us. We worked hard to get where we are today.

This was not just a tour, but a vacation and a celebration. Nu’est was a hit and as long as we had the fans, we would always be coming back. I think talk of our next album is in the making. I can’t wait to come back either. Hopefully by then though, things between me and Minhyun will be better. I’ve already made up with Baekho and Aron. Ren…well even if I don’t talk to him, if he sees me working on things, he’ll forgive me. That’s just the kind of person he is.

I’m still shocked though that Minhyun had a crush on me. I never thought I could attract boys, not that I did on purpose. I don’t know what he liked about me. But I’m sure whatever it was, it’s gone now. After the way I acted. Looking back on it, it was a stupid way to respond, but I wasn’t as open as the others were. My family is very strict and homosexuality was never talked about. So I guess I never thought it existed and that all guys are supposed to like girls. I guess that’s why I reacted so strongly, I’ve never had to deal with the thought of a guy being with another guy. Even though I joked with Minhyun that if he was gay, it would be okay. But I joked, because I knew he wasn’t, or at least I thought he wasn’t.

Wow, I got to learn to think before I speak next time.

“This is so not fair.” Ren said as he stood next to me, looking out my window at the night life. The buildings sparked bright with lights and it almost reminded me of home. It was beautiful. “Your room is bigger than mine.” He pouted and I laughed, patting his shoulder.

“Well of course it is. I’m sharing it with two other people.” I said and turned, staring at Aron, who was fiddling with his phone. Minhyun was walking between the bathroom and the main room, putting his things away for the few nights we were here.

“True.” Ren said and nodded and sighed. He walked to my bed and fell back on it, staring up at the ceiling.

“What’s wrong sexy?” Aron asked as he sat up, staring at Ren.

“Nothing, just nervous.” Ren answered.

“Don’t be.” I said and walked over, sitting next to him. “We’ve come far you know?” I said. “I remember back when we were on our first set for Face.” I said and grinned.

“I remember that.” Aron said and laughed. He looked at Ren then and smirked. “Still looking good Minki.” He teased. Ren grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

“Shut up.” He said and sat up, smiling.

“We worked hard that day, and all the days after that.” I said. “We’ve gotten a huge fan base, not just in Asian countries but all around the world.” I reminded them. “Don’t be nervous. No matter what happens or what we do, we’re always going to have our L.O. /\.E.s following us.” I said.

“Right, and as long as we have them, we can do anything.” Minhyun said happily as he stood in front of the dresser, smiling at us.

“That’s right. So, no more feelings of nervousness, or being scared. We deserve this tour. It’s our own little vacation and celebration of being idols. So let’s do great and enjoy ourselves and in a few months come back with a bang!” I said with a nod.

“Great speech Leader!” Aron said and clapped happily. I smiled before looking around. “Where’s Baekho?” he asked.

“Huh? Oh he was still unpacking in our room.” Ren said and looked away.

“What? You mean Baekho’s not by your side? This is inconceivable!” Aron said and Minhyun smacked the back of his head before placing his phone on the nightstand.

“Ass, shut up.” He muttered before heading back into the bathroom.

I raised a brow at that. What was that for? Something was going on? It was something related to their relationships, that I knew, but…okay maybe I don’t want to know. I’m fine with them being together and all, but I don’t need to know any details about anything.

I’m still not that comfortable with all this. Hopefully Minhyun and Aron will refrain from doing anything ‘gay’ like while I’m in the room with them. And not on my bed too.

“Just forget it.” Ren said as he got up and headed for the door. He left and I looked at Aron then and he shrugged.

“It must be that time of the month.” Aron said with a shrug and I snorted. Rolling my eyes, I got up and started unpacking my things too. It was late, and really we should all be in bed, but we need to get our things put away, then we can go to bed. Morning was going to bring the start of a crazy schedule for the next few months, but I was looking forward to it.

I knew we could do it and as long as everyone was together there was nothing Nu’est couldn’t do.

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 28 (M)

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.4K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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No One’s POV

Walking into the bathroom, Aron raised a brow as he stared at his naked lover, standing in front of the sink. “What, starting without me?” he teased as he closed the door behind him and locked it, just for good measure. The hall hadn’t been a good idea, considering anyone could have walked out and saw them, including the one person they were all still a little iffy on, JR.

Minhyun turned and looked at Aron, smirking. “Well you told me to meet you in here. Why else would we be in here?” he asked.

“Well we could have talked about Ren.” Aron said as he walked over, slipping his arms around Minhyun’s waist. The taller male slipped his arms around Aron’s neck, pressing up against him.

“Now why would I want to do that when I could be having fun with you?” Minhyun asked, stealing a quick kiss from Aron. The other smirked, hand smacking Minhyun’s ass.

“I’m pretty sure I’ve created a monster.” Aron teased, laughing as Minhyun pouted at him so cutely. “A cute, none threatening, sex addicted monster.” He added.

“Hey! I’m not sex addicted.” Minhyun protested. Aron’s brow rose again and he laughed. Did Minhyun honestly think Aron would believe that? The other knew better than that. Minhyun was addicted to sex as much as Aron was.

“Don’t lie to me beautiful.” Aron said and Minhyun pouted again.

“Fine.” Minhyun said and smirked. He slid his hand down Aron’s bare chest, nails gently raking over the flesh. “Mmm, you’re so sexy, you know that?” he asked, looking up at him.

“I do.” Aron said, smirking. “So, my Minnie wants to take care of me?” he asked, licking his lips. Minhyun nodded his head as he worked on opening Aron’s pants. “What does my Minnie want to do?” he asked. Minhyun lifted his head and smiled sweetly at Aron.

“I want to suck your cock.” He said as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Aron choked on air at Minhyun’s statement. His Minhyun was a shy guy, well mostly. Even in the bedroom he still got shy. But this was the first time he ever heard such foul language leave Minhyun’s lips. And Aron really liked it.

“Oh please do.” Aron groaned. Minhyun laughed as he finally got the pants open and pulled them down, Aron’s member springing forth.

“Eager are we?” Minhyun asked, glancing back at him.

“Well when you request something so nicely, how could I not be?” Aron asked with a shrug.

“You’re a horny old man.” Minhyun teased.

“Hey, I may be horny, but I’m certainly not old.” Aron corrected. Minhyun chuckled and pulled back, letting Aron step out of his pants. He shifted and leaned up against the wall. “I’m ready.” He said.

“About time.” Minhyun teased as he followed Aron to the wall and stood before him. “And remember, try to be quiet.” He said. Aron opened his mouth to protest, but Minhyun pressed their lips together in a heated kiss. Groaning, Aron pulled back and stuck his tongue out at the other.

“I’m not the noisy one.” He reminded the other with a smirk. Minhyun shook his head and lowered to his knees. It wasn’t the first time he had given Aron oral, but it was the first time he initiated it. He still didn’t believe he was any good at it, despite Aron’s praises all the time. Reaching out, Minhyun gripped Aron’s member and looked it over before licking the tip teasingly.

“Oh fuck.” Aron groaned, eyes fluttering closed. Minhyun laughed at that. He hadn’t even really started and already Aron was making noises. Minhyun licked at the tip a few more times before wrapping his lips around the head and sucked on it. “Yes.” Aron hissed out.

Looking up at the other, Minhyun grinned around the flesh as he worked it between his lips, tongue flicking against the tip. He loved Aron’s taste. It was so exotic and spicy. Minhyun took more of Aron into his mouth, groaning as Aron’s hips suddenly bucked, pushing him deeper. Reaching up, he gripped Aron’s hips tightly, holding him back as he pulled off his cock.

“Are you trying to choke me?” he asked. Aron looked down at Minhyun, cheeks flushed hotly.

“Sorry baby. It was so good.” Aron panted and licked his lips happily. Minhyun smiled and stood, kissing Aron hotly.

“It’s okay. It was kind of sexy.” He purred against the plush lips. Aron smirked as he pulled Minhyun closer to his body. Fingers ran over the round cheeks, kneading them carefully. Two fingers moved between the cheeks, but were stopped as a hand grabbed his wrists.

“Minhyun?” Aron asked confused, looking up at him. Minhyun smirked as he pulled the hand away and turned around slowly. Stepping back, he leaned into the strong body, rubbing himself against the other’s cock.

“Just take me. I’m still loose.” He told him. Aron didn’t need to be told twice. He loved being inside of Minhyun as much as he loved being in Nu’est, of course they were two different types of love. Reaching down, he guided his cock to Minhyun’s hole and pushed in, hands gripping the pale hips and pulled him back against him.

“Oh god!” Minhyun cried out. Aron growled as he reached around and covered the other’s mouth. Yeah, Minhyun was definitely the noisy one.

“So hot Minhyun, love it!” Aron groaned, hips jerking, thrusting himself in and out of the other. He could feel Minhyun shivering against him as he mewled against his hand. His little lover was such a sight and Aron never got tired of staring at him. So beautiful. As Aron grew closer to his release, he let his hand slip from the other’s mouth and instead, wrapped it around Minhyun’s chest, pressing him back against him as he fucked him harder.

“Aron! Fuck Aron!” Minhyun called out, head thrown back, eyes closed tightly. Pleasure coursed through his body and it was driving him crazy. Aron was hitting his prostate, making him jerk, bringing him closer and closer to his orgasm. He was almost there!

“Please.” Minhyun begged.

“Please what?” Aron asked, lips grazing over his ear.

“So close, please…need more.” Aron smirked, arm slacking, hand moving down the other’s body slowly. He gripped the other’s cock, stroking it quickly.

“Oh god yes!” Minhyun cried out, cock twitching in Aron’s hand. The other’s touch was so hot and intensified his pleasure. “Cumming!” he called out, jerking as he started cumming into Aron’s hand.

“Oh fuck yes Minnie.” Aron hissed out as Minhyun’s ass tightened around his cock. He gave a few more thrusts before his orgasm took over and he came inside the other once more, filling him up again. “So good.” He groaned, eyes closing as he leaned back against the wall.

Panting, Minhyun leaned back against Aron, trying to collect himself. He felt amazing, Aron always made him feel amazing. Turning his head some, he leaned in and kissed Aron’s lips gently. “I love you.” He whispered, smiling at him.

Aron groaned, returning the kiss tiredly. “Mmm, I love you too baby.” He purred. He nuzzled against Minhyun’s neck and sighed constantly. “I’m seriously tired now. We should head back to bed.” He said. Minhyun groaned, not really wanting to move, but he knew they couldn’t stay in the bathroom all night.

“Oh fine.” He muttered and pulled from the other. Aron slipped out of him and he groaned at the feeling. He felt so empty, but so full at the same time.

“Hey, don’t be like that. We can cuddle when we get in bed.” Aron said and hugged him from behind, kissing his neck. Pulling back, Aron grabbed his pants and pulled them up once more.

“I know.” Minhyun said and chuckled as he grabbed Aron’s boxers and slid them back on. Once decent enough to leave, Aron unlocked the door and opened it. Taking Minhyun’s hand, he walked out with the other and headed back to their room for a long night of cuddling. Because he knew if he didn’t get it in now, it was going to be a while before they could cuddle and he could be alone with Minhyun so long as Ren was still having his issues, which he still had to find out about.

Yes, it was going to be another long week.

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 27 (M)

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 2.2K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Aron’s POV

Wait a minute! Can we back up for a second? If I remembered correctly, for the past three months Ren ran off and hid out with Adrian hyung and his band because Baekho went on We Got Married with Uee noona and started a semi-relationship with her. And then after weeks of beating it into Baekho’s head, the other finally puts a plan together to get Ren back and show him his feelings, and then takes him out on a date and now Ren wants to say he can’t be with Baekho?

What the fuck? Did I totally miss something? What the hell was going on? And what’s with this whole ‘I think I lost Ren’ thing? What did that mean? I mean I know Ren hasn’t been himself, but who would after such heartbreak? Minhyun still wasn’t the same after JR rejected and humiliated him.

“I don’t think I understand.” Minhyun said and frowned at Ren. Well, he wasn’t the only one. “Why can’t you be with Baekho? I thought that’s what you wanted.” He said.

“It was…I mean it is.” Ren said and sighed, covering his face. Oh boy…here comes the mental breakdown. “I don’t know what to do!” Ren sobbed. What a prima-donna. But I did feel bad for the other. I hated seeing Ren cry. He was just too beautiful to be crying. Shifting in bed, I grabbed my pants and pulled them on, not bothering with the boxers, not that I could anyway since Minhyun decided to wear mine.

Getting out of bed, I fastened my pants and moved across the room. Kneeling down in front of Ren, I reached out and lifted his face from his hands. Carefully, I wiped away his tears. “Minki.” I whispered.

“No!” he practically screamed. It startled me and I sat back some. “Please don’t call me that. Please.” He begged. What the hell? Why was he upset that I was using his name? He never complained before. Well, scratch that, he did at the beginning, but after a while he just gave up. Something was seriously up if he was acting like this.

“Everything is falling apart.” Ren whispered as he covered his face again. I looked to Minhyun and he looked just as lost as I did. But he pulled Ren into a hug and rubbed his back gently.

“What is falling apart Mi-Ren?” he asked softly. “I want to help you, you know that, but I need to know what’s going on. Come on, talk to me.” He encouraged. Ren sat back and stared up Minhyun, sniffling. His eyes were already getting red and puffy and I knew he was going to have a headache soon. Standing, I touched Minhyun’s shoulder.

“I’m going to get him something alright? I’ll let you two talk.” I told him. He nodded and I leaned down, kissing his cheek softly. Looking to Ren, I kissed his cheek too and sighed. “It’s going to be alright Ren, we’re here for you.” I assured him before turning and heading from the room. Giving the two of them some privacy was the best thing I could do. Minhyun and Ren were really close and talked about everything. It was surprising what I learned that was going on in people’s lives that I’ve never even met, or that I don’t talk a lot with. ‘Loose lips’…that’s what they were. Hopefully Ren’s lips would be loose enough to tell Minhyun what’s going on so we can help, because it was inevitable that as soon as Ren left, or fell asleep (which was probably going to be the case), Minhyun was going to blab everything to me.

Running a hand through my hair, I groaned. Drama! Why can’t it just be over with?!

~*~

Minhyun’s POV

Oh boy, he’s crying. This is bad. Was this what I was like, a sobbing mess? Yeah, I vaguely remember being a sobbing mess. But my pain came from being so horribly rejected. This…I don’t know what caused this. But whatever it was, it had Ren second guessing if he wanted to be with Baekho and that was strange.

Really strange.

I really wish Aron hadn’t left us alone. I mean, I’m good at comforting the other, but I would have liked his support on this. But, maybe it was for the best that we were alone so we could be more open with our conversation.

“Ren.” I said softly, stroking his head gently. “Come on now, telling me why things are falling apart.” He shifted against me and sat back, wiping away the tears. He tried collecting himself and took in a few deep breaths before looking at me.

“I…well see….fuck.” he groaned. “This isn’t me! I shouldn’t be shy! I should be straight forward and tell you what’s going on.” He told him. “My Ren….he’s gone and…this is what’s left, this stupid…Minki.” He said, motioning to himself. I was still confused, this whole Ren versus Minki thing, but I think I was starting to catch on. I remember vaguely from our debut days, how Ren wanted to only be called Ren, period. Not Minki. And I know Baekho had said something about Ren wanting to just drop out because he didn’t think he could be an idol.

But he didn’t and we’ve had such huge success since then. And he’s always been Ren, the person that the company created, but under all that Ren there was Minki. He was there too and Minki came out when people needed a shoulder to cry on, or when something devastating happened, like the show Baekho was on.

“Ren’s not gone.” I said and stared at him. “Ren is only gone if you think he is. He’s just a name Minki.” I told him and he tensed, his mouth opening to protest. “Don’t say anything.” I said and he closed his mouth then, sitting there.

“Listen, we’re idols and yes three of the five members were given stage names. It’s not just you, but JR and Baekho. But they don’t let their stage names get the better of them, or make them think they have to live one way and forget their past. Minki…Ren doesn’t make you who you are. You make you who you are.” I told him. I hoped that made sense. It was a bit confusing and even I doubted what I was saying, but maybe…

“I don’t understand.” Ren said softly.

“Think of it this way.” I said, trying to think of a new way to explain this situation. “You think you’ve been Ren this whole time, but you haven’t. You are still Minki; you just let Ren cover up Minki. Minki came out only when he needed to.” He said. “Like when I needed you to be there for me, to let me cry on your shoulder. That wasn’t Ren, that was Minki, my close and dear friend. Ren is a violent pretty boy that likes to pretend he isn’t interested in skinship, but is really a skinship whore.” I teased. Ren laughed and I sighed. It was so nice to hear him laugh after all his crying. So maybe this talk was going in the right direction.

“So all this time, Minki has been hidden under Ren and only coming out sometimes. But now, after what happened, Minki has come out, because he was hurt deeply by Baekho’s behavior.” I said. He looked away and nodded.

“Yeah. I noticed I started acting weird…after Baekho….” Ren couldn’t even finish his sentence and I knew it was hard for him to think of the past. It was the same for me. We were so alike it was uncanny sometimes.

“Right. So it’s not that Ren is gone, it’s just that right now Minki is still out and about because he’s still hurting and something else is bothering him. I think, once things are solved, our old Ren is going to come back out and terrorize in the dorm.” I said.

“You think?” Ren asked. I nodded to him then.

“But, only if things get solved. And they can’t get solved if you don’t tell me what’s wrong. So…talk to me?” He stared at me for a moment before nodding, biting his lip once more. He was fighting with himself again, I could see it, but he came around quickly.

“I came because…well I started thinking about being with Baekho.” Ren said. I blinked at him. Right, he was with Baekho, so what was the problem? I think I’m missing something still.

“And?”

“Well…” Ren paused, taking a deep breath. “I started thinking about sex with Baekho.” He said softly. “And…well it scares me because I’ve never had to do something like that.” He said softly and shivered. “I know it’s supposed to hurt, or at least, that’s the word I’ve heard when girls have sex.”

“That’s it?” I asked and laughed. “Oh my god Minki!” I hugged him tightly, laughing into his shoulder.

“It’s not funny!” Ren shouted and pushed me away, punching my arm. I winced and rubbed it, laughing softly. Yup, Ren was back.

“I’m sorry.” I apologized and smiled. “I just thought you meant you didn’t want to be with Baekho, period.” I said and sighed. “So the problem then is that you’re scared of having sex with Baekho? Did he try and push himself on you?” I asked

“What? No!” Ren said. “Baekho wouldn’t do that.” He said and sighed. “I’m just…unsure you know. It’s two guys having sex and there’s only one place it could go.” He said. I laughed again and nodded.

“Yes Ren. I’m very familiar with gay sex.” I told him and he stared at me. He latched on suddenly, face close to mine.

“Please Minhyun help me!” he begged. “I love Baekho so much. I just got him back and I don’t want to lose him over this. Please teach me.” I had to push him away. He was way too close for my comfort, even for my friend. Reaching out, I patted his shoulder.

“I can tell you what I know and the things I’ve done, but I’m not going to show you anything.” I told him. “To be honest, Aron and I basically had trial and error runs before getting things right. Every person’s body is different and what I tell you doesn’t mean it’ll work for you and Baekho.” I said.

“But it has to! I don’t think I can do this on my own.” Ren whined softly. I smiled at him. He was so cute, like a little innocent child.

“Minki.” I said. “Before pushing yourself to having sex with Baekho, I think you need to get used to the idea of having sex period. I’ll tell you what I know and you just review it. And then take it slow.” I said. “Baekho’s a great guy and like you said, he wouldn’t push you into anything. So you can start with maybe just laying together naked. And then work your way up from there.” His eyes were wide as he stared at me, so intense. He was hanging off my every word, taking in all the information I was giving him.

That was good, but this was going to be a long night.

~*~

Aron’s POV

Peeking into the room, I looked around. Ren was on the bed lying down and Minhyun was…where was Minhyun?

“What are you doing?” I jumped at the voice in my ear, arms sliding around my waist. Twisting, I turned back to stare at Minhyun, my heart racing.

“Don’t scare me like that!” I scolded. He simply laughed and I sighed. “I was checking in to see if you needed more time with him.”

“Oh no. He’s resting now.” Minhyun said and grinned. He leaned in and kissed my neck gently. I smiled, moaning softly. “We had a nice long talk, but now I think I need to take care of my Aronnie.” He whispered. His hand slid lower, dipping into my pants.

“Oh fuck, Minhyun.” I groaned. “Not in the hall.” I said. He pouted before stepping back and sighed softly.

“You’re no fun.” He whined softly. I laughed and turned to face him. Leaning in, I kissed him softly. “Let me give these to Ren. Meet me in the bathroom.” I told him. Minhyun smirked and nodded.

“Don’t take too long baby.” He purred as he turned and headed for the bathroom. God, what the hell did I do to get such a sexy boyfriend? The world was just way too wonderful to me. Thank you world and all that inhabit it for creating such a wonderful creature.

Turning, I walked into my room and moved to my bed. Setting the glass of water down, I placed the pills next to them before turning my attention to the other. Even as he laid there sleeping, his eyes were so red and puffy. I guess whatever they talked about still had Ren crying. Carefully I laid the cool, wet rag in my hand over the other’s eyes. He shifted a little, but didn’t stir. I’m sure the coolness helped ease any pain his eyes felt and even cooled him off. I know when Minhyun cried, his face got hot and he was all stuffy and a cool rag usually helped with that.

“Rest well Minki. I’m sure whatever is going on, Minhyun will help you solve it and things will be better.” I kissed his head gently before turning off our light. Silently, I snuck out of the room and closed the door behind me.

Now, time to get back to my sexy little minx.

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 26 (M)

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.5K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Ren’s POV

I think things were moving a bit too fast. We’ve gone from being friends, to having feelings for each other, to losing each other and then finding each other. It happened in a span of a few months, but I still think it was moving too fast.

Baekho….

We knew a lot about each other, like I knew a lot about Minhyun. We were close friends, but this….this was a whole new level of intimacy and I don’t know if I’m ready for that. I sure as hell know I’m not ready for that yet. It’s a scary thought, to be so open and vulnerable with Baekho. Even though we were friends, I’ve never been that vulnerable with him. I don’t even change in front of him.

“What are you thinking?” Twisting my head, I looked back at Baekho. He had been silent for so long, I thought he went to sleep. I wish I could. Even in the dark and silent room, my brain was still going and I couldn’t do anything to get it to shut up. Well, I probably could, but I didn’t honestly want to leave the other’s arms. They were so soft and warm; I felt so safe.

“Nothing.” I told him and looked away, closing my eyes.

“Wow, for nothing, you sure were thinking hard. I can smell the smoke.” He teased. Frowning, I smacked his arm playfully.

“Ass.” I muttered.

“Why are you so violent?” Baekho whined as he nuzzled against my neck. I didn’t bother to answer. I just lay there instead, enjoying the feeling of the other behind him. I loved being close with Baekho like this. Having him hold me, feeling his breath on my skin. But if it ever went any further than that…

I shivered at the thought. It’s not that I was repulsed or anything. But I was scared. Who wouldn’t be? I don’t care what anyone says, sex was a scary thing, more so because I was a guy. Though I wonder if Minhyun has done it with Aron yet. I could ask and he would probably tell me what it was like and things I could do to make it not hurt.

“Minki.” I stiffened. Damn it all I wish he would stop saying that name. Okay, I really don’t wish he would stop saying that name, but sometimes, just the way he says it is so scary. I feel like he’s my dad about to scold me or something. “Come on, tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I told you-“

“You’re obviously thinking about something.” He said and frowned, looking down at me. “What is it, you can tell me baby.” He whispered, his arms tightening around my waist, holding me closer. I sighed, knowing I should probably tell him, even if I didn’t want to. Maybe Baekho knew more about this stuff, but I doubt it. We were clueless kids in our first relationship.

“I was thinking about sex.” I told him. He snorted before laughing.

“That’s it?” he asked.

“Well yeah. Why are you laughing?” I asked as I turned in his arms, glaring. What was so damn funny about me thinking about sex? I’m a boy after all and I have hormones, it would only make sense I would think about it right?

“Well, because you were thinking about it.” Baekho said and snorted. “Why were you thinking about it? Are you horny?” he asked as he leaned in. “Do I need to take care of my Minki?” he asked, his lips brushing against mine. I jerked back then and stared at him with wide eyes. I knew my movements startled and confused him, but damn it! How could he lay there and say such things that he knew nothing about.

“Minki?”

“How can you say that?” I asked. His frown deepened.

“Say what? That I want to please you? Why can’t I say that? I thought we were boyfriends.” He said. That word. I never thought about that word before. We were boyfriends, but it just felt so strange. It was all so strange. Suddenly my happy dream of being with Baekho wasn’t so happy anymore and why? All because of sex? Did we have to have sex? Well probably, that’s what all guys wanted right?

Damn.

Sitting up, I threw back the covers and got out of bed. I didn’t meet much protest from Baekho, as the other released me.

“Minki, where are you going?” he asked.

“I’m thirsty.” I said and headed for the door.

“Okay, well then I’ll go with you.” He said and I heard the bed squeak some.

“No! It’s alright.” I said and turned to look at him through the darkness. “I’ll only be a few minutes. Stay here.” I told him. He was silent for a long moment and I wondered just exactly what he was thinking.

“Okay then.” The bed squeaked again and the covers shifted. Turning, I opened the door and walked out, closing it softly behind me. Safe out in the hall, I let out a sigh.

What the hell was wrong with me?

~*~

I wasn’t sure if I should knock or not. Aron and Minhyun might be doing something and they might not be. Still, I really needed to talk to Minhyun and maybe Aron too. They could both give advice on what they think I should. So I opened the door carefully and stuck my head in. The small lamp on the nightstand was the only source of light and it dimly lit the bed the two were laying on. Shirtless I might add.

“Hey, are you guys awake?” I called out softly. It was pretty late, so I wasn’t sure, but their light was still on. There was movement in the bed and slowly Aron sat up, rubbing his eyes. Besides him, I saw Minhyun’s eyes open and looked over to me sleepily.

“Minki?”

Oh good, they were awake. Smiling, I walked in and closed the door gently behind me. “Sorry if I woke you.” I apologized.

“No it’s alright.” Aron said and yawned, stretching some. He slouched in the bed, arms resting in his lap. “What’s wrong?” he asked worriedly.

“Did Baekho do something stupid again?” Minhyun asked as he sat up then, leaning against Aron. Aron’s arm wrapped around Minhyun’s waist, holding him and I smiled weakly. They were so in love and so…free about it. I could easily tell they were completely naked. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see the signs there. How could they just be like that? I mean, they love each other, but…how? That was my big question and it wasn’t something I ever thought of. Falling in love with Baekho just happened for me and I know my feelings are real, I want to be with him, to be close with him like Minhyun and Aron are right now.

But I would rather do it with clothes on. Was I diseased or something?

“No, no, it’s nothing like that.” I said. “Can I sit down?” I asked. Minhyun nodded and I moved over to Aron’s bed, sitting down on it and sighed.

“Minki your brain is frying.” Aron said and chuckled. “What’s wrong kiddo?” he asked. I looked up at him and bit my lip. I came here for the specific purpose of getting help, and now I’m being shy? What the hell is wrong with me? It’s like…it’s like my old self is coming back out. I don’t feel like Ren anymore.

Ren wouldn’t be shy to be with Baekho. Ren would tackle him to the bed and molest him. But ever since that whole show and the drama with Baekho wanting to be with Uee noona, Ren just disappeared. He’s like non-existent now and that scared me. Ren gave me my power, allowed me to be so open with the others, to joke around and have fun, to even perform as well as I had.

Without Ren…who was I?

“Minki.” Minhyun called and I looked up then. Shifting in the bed, Minhyun reached over and grabbed his boxers and put them on while under the covers, which I was thankful for. Minhyun and I were close, but I didn’t really want to see him like that.

When he was dressed, he got out of bed and walked over to me, sitting next to me. He smelt. It wasn’t that he smelt bad or anything, but there was this distinct odor coming from him, mixed with a hint of Aron. Yeah, they must have been having sex.

“Minki, what’s wrong. You’re so…blank.” He said. Reaching out, I took his hand and held it. He squeezed mine in return, trying to comfort me and I was so thankful to have him.

“I think…I lost Ren.” I whispered. He stared at me confused, not sure what I was talking about. Of course not, only Baekho would know what I was talking about. Baekho was the one that gave me the confidence to take on my Ren persona, gave me the encouragement I needed to survive in this industry. It was all Baekho’s doing!

“I don’t follow.” Minhyun whispered softly. Staring into his eyes, I took a deep breath.

“I don’t think I can be with Baekho.”

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 25

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.4K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Baekho’s POV

I can’t explain it. My heart is just so full it feels like it’s going to burst. I never knew love could feel this way. Before, being around Minki never felt like this. But after I lost him for that short time and I realized (with the help of my friends) how much he meant to me, things changed. It was so different now, and at the same time, it was just like it was supposed to be.

“Is this a good spot?” Coming out of my thoughts, I looked at Minki as he stood in a grassy spot of the park, brows raised in question. “Baekho?” he asked me. Moving over to him, I slipped an arm around the other’s waist and pulled him close.

“Any spot is fine as long as you are there.” I told him. His face heated up and pulled away.

“Baekho!” He looked around quickly before lowering his voice. “Stop that. Someone might hear.”

“I don’t care. As long as I have you, I don’t care about the rest of the world.” Minki rolled his eyes and I laughed. It was a bit too much, I knew that, but it was the truth, or at least, that was how I felt.

“You’re silly.” Minki said, shaking his head as he spread out the plaid blanket on the ground and sat down. Joining him, I leaned back and stared up at the sky. “It’s a beautiful day. Thank you for taking me out.” Turning my head, I smiled at him. He was so little and cute and I just loved him so much.

“You’re welcome.” I told him. “It is a beautiful day out and even more beautiful with you around.” He said.

“Hey Baekho.” Minki stared and stared at me. “This whole lovey dovey stuff, you can tone it down a bit.” He said and chuckled. “I like it, but I want my old Baekho back.” He said. I frowned and cocked my head. I don’t understand why the other asked that. I didn’t think I was being so different, but apparently I was.

“I’m sorry.” I said. “I just don’t want to lose you again. I love you so much.” Minki scooted closer and rested his head on my shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s okay. I love you too Baekie, but you don’t have to lay it on so thick.” Baekie? That was the weirdest nickname I have ever heard someone give me. But coming from Ren, it was cute and I loved it.

“Alright, don’t smooth it on so thick, I get it.” I said and laughed. Sliding my arm around his waist, I held him close and basked in his warmth, just enjoying everything that I was feeling in that moment, memorizing it so I could think back on it later. It was peaceful and silent in the park today. Not too many people. The alone time Minki and I were sharing was just what the doctor ordered after such a long and painful separation.

“Hey guys!” I groaned and buried my face in Minki’s hair. Of all the damn rotten luck. Honestly, I told them specifically I was taking Minki out and we wanted to be alone. Does no one understand the word alone?

“Aron, Minhyun.” Minki spoke and smiled.

“Mind if we join you?” Minhyun asked as he started sitting.

“Yes” I said.

“No.” Minki said at the same time and turned to look at me. I shrugged and sighed. Alright, so this whole romantic date thing…yeah it was over.

Minhyun laughed and sat next to Minki, Aron next to him and wrapped his arm around the other’s waist. When had? Oh yeah, I vaguely remember something about JR muttering Aron and Minhyun getting it on. Poor guy. He was a long way from being a good guy again, but he was making progress. He was at least tolerating the relationships going on.

“Hey, when did you two?” Minki asked, pointing between the two who were so cozy together.

“Ah.” Minhyun blushed. “After you left. Aron asked me out and I said yes.”

“And it was the longest date I’ve ever had.” Aron said and smirked. Mink rolled his eyes at that.

“I think you hit your head one too many times when you were a child.” he said and we laughed. It was a theory we all had about our dear hyung. But, maybe that brain injury was what made Aron who he was.

“Anyway.” Minhyun continued. “After that, things just happened and well…here we are.” He said.

“See Minki, I told you my plan was going to work.” I said and grinned happily. Minki laughed and shook his head.

“Alright, alright. You were right Baekho, it did work.” He agreed and I beamed proudly at myself for creating such a fine couple. “Months later.” He added. My ego deflated and I huffed.

“Well, no need to say it like that.” I muttered, making him laugh. Smiling at him, I pulled him against me in a one armed hug before glancing back at the other two. “Yeah, so here you are. Can I ask why you have to be here?” I asked. They stared at me like I just asked a stupid question, but I know it wasn’t stupid. I didn’t ask stupid questions.

…

Okay, so maybe I did ask stupid questions and do stupid things, but I knew I told them what I had planned for today and for them not to bother us, at all. Period. Why were they here?

“Well…” Minhyun said and looked to Aron.

“We haven’t been out in a while and I thought I would take Minhyun out today.” Aron said with a shrug.

“Yeah but I told you-“

“Yeah.” Aron interjected. “But you didn’t tell me which park you were going to.” He countered. I didn’t? I thought I did? That was strange. Or was Aron lying and did know, but just decided to come anyway to bother us? Yeah that seemed more like something Aron would do.

“It’s alright.” Minki said and smiled. “We were just relaxing and talking.” He said.

“Getting to know one another?” Aron asked with a smirk. He winced when Minhyun smacked his arm.

“Stop it. That’s too personal.” Minhyun muttered and pouted. The other looked, almost jealous.

“Sorry Minnie.” Aron apologized as he leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“You better be sorry.” Minhyun said and glanced back at him, smiling.

“Aw, you two are so cute.” Minki said happily. I knew he was happy for them. I was too. A full year has come to pass since our debut, since my first feelings for Minki started to surface. Three months have passed since our last debut as a group and within those months we lost Minki, Aron and Minhyun started a relationship and Minki was brought back. We’ve had one hell of a year together as Nu’est. JR’s antics, and everyone’s feelings. It’s felt like a lifetime has passed. Do other groups feel this way when they have drama going on?

Maybe. But it’s over now. Things have been resolved and I have my Minki back. My Minki. I’m sure as hell not going to do anything to ever ruin this again.

“Yeah, cute.” I said. “So can you go be cute somewhere else?” I asked.

“Baekho!” Minki said and smacked my arm.

“Ow! So mean Minki.” I whined, rubbing the spot and sighing.

“It’s okay Minki.” Minhyun said and stood, pulling Aron with him. “We get it. We’ll see you back at the dorm.” He told him. Minki nodded and watched them start to walk away and laughed at Minhyun’s comment.

“Oppa, buy me some ice cream.”

I snorted. Yeah, those two were made for each other. I’m glad they’re finally happy. But now we were finally alone. Leaning in, I nuzzled Minki’s neck gently before kissing it softly. I felt his body shiver and he pulled away.

“Baekho.” He whispered and I looked down at him. “Not here.” I smiled and nodded. So not here, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to do it later somewhere else. “Let’s just lay back and enjoy the day.” He said as he fell onto his back, arms under his head. I watched him for a moment before falling back myself and laying there. This was a perfect day, lying next to Minki in a quiet park, with a promise of a bright future together. It couldn’t get any better than this.

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 24

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 2.7K

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Ren’s POV

I know I’m being a burden on these people, and I hate it. My hyungs are so nice though, accepting me into their dorm, feeding me. I never meant to be gone for so long, but I just can’t go back. Baekho would be there and he’s probably so happy with Uee noona. Which I’m happy for him, I just wish he didn’t have to rub it in my face like he had.

That’s what hurt the most.

Days turned into weeks and every day I got a call either from Minhyun, JR, or Aron, all begging me to come back. But never from Baekho. The piercing pain I felt at the end of each day as I laid down to sleep, knowing that once again, the call was never going to come, I honestly thought I would die each and every time. I sleep horribly, I feel horrible, and I must look horrible. I suppose that’s why the other’s forced me up, dressed and literally dragged me from the home. Why couldn’t I just stay and mope around some more?

Adrian-hyung was no fun.

~*~

Staring up at the large planetarium, I was in awe. I never knew one even existed, yet alone resided in South Korea. This was going to be interesting to say the least. It was certainly something I haven’t gone to before. Looking back, I stared at the others who were sharing my same awe.

“It’s bigger than I thought.” Kai said and laughed softly.

“Everything’s bigger than you think.” Chiko muttered with a pout. “Just like our last dinner you ordered fed all of us and the staff.”

“Hey! It’s not my fault!” he protested with a shake of his head.

“Alright children.” Adrian spoke, wrangling in his dongsaes. “Let’s go.” Walking into the building, we were greeted by such eerie silence that panic grew inside me. I looked around carefully, even over my shoulders. It was something straight out of a horror film. I liked horror and all that, but not when I had to be a part of it.

“Where is everyone?” I asked, noticing just how empty it was inside.

“I have no clue.” Adrian said and frowned. “In fact, all I got this morning was this letter telling us to be here. It was signed ‘A Friend’.” He explained and pulled the letter from his pocket. JaeMin took the letter and read it over briefly before sighing.

“It’s probably like some sort of hidden camera variety show.” JaeMin said.

“Then why am I here?” I asked as I stared at them. They all looked at me as if they just realized I was there. I don’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Probably bad considering the fact that they just realized I wasn’t even a part of their group, yet I was brought anyway and no one even mentioned that I shouldn’t go in.

“Uh….” They were all at a loss for words. I don’t blame them, I felt the same way.

“Hey look.” We turned and watched as Kouji moved over to a welcome table a picked up an envelope titled ‘For Ren’. “I think this really isn’t for us.” He said.

“Apparently.” Adrian said as he walked over, took the envelope and opened it. Pulling out the thick card, he read it over. “For all the pain he caused, for all the days you’ve been a way, there will be many more to make up for them.” He read. “Within this building, there are three special locations you need to visit. Each will give you a clue to where you need to go next until you’ve reached your final destination. Your first clue ‘He has to be from another planet.’ Mission start!” he read before snorting.

“Oh boy, they need new writers.” Kai said with a smirk.

“So this is all…for me?” I asked, confused. Why would they do this? From the sounds of the letter, it seems that my friends are trying to cheer me up and get me to go back home. But I don’t want to. Not if Baekho is going to be there and continues to act like he does. A part of me is actually hoping though, that this is Baekho’s way of asking for forgiveness; that this whole thing was orchestrated by him. But I don’t want to get my hopes up. I doubt it is.

“Looks like it.” Adrian said and smiled. It was a knowing smile and I had to wonder if he had a hand in all this.

“Oh a quest! Sounds like fun! Let us help?” Chiko asked.

“No, we can’t help.” Adrian said. “This is for Ren, let him do it.” He said and nodded.

“Aw poo.” Chiko pouted cutely and we laughed. He was a maknae for a reason after all.

I sighed. Alright, looks like I’m on my own for this. No worries though, I’ve done many variety shows like this. I can solve this and figure out what’s going on too. “Okay, the first clue is ‘He has to be from another planet’. Who would be from another planet?” I asked myself. There was JR, but he wasn’t crazy. There was Aron, but he wasn’t that crazy. It certainly isn’t Baekho and if this was done by him, he wouldn’t be the first clue, so then…Minhyun? Realization slowly came to me. Minhyun was a bit out there, even when he was trying to be straight and narrow. He was silly really. So it’s Minhyun I’m looking for but how do I find him?

‘Okay Ren think. Whenever we tease Minhyun we say he’s an alien. And I know we’ve even said which planet he was from, so which planet? Which planet was it?’ Even though there wasn’t a time limit, I felt extreme pressure. We always joked about Minhyun being from the planet...?

‘Jupiter! That’s right, it’s the largest planet in our solar system, next to the sun of course. Because Minhyun is so tall, we tease him he came from the largest planet in the solar system because they made their aliens tall there.’ Alright, alright, so now I knew where to go. I looked around the lobby for a moment before finding the blaring map kiosk. Making my way over, I searched for any room or floor that had anything to do with Jupiter.

“Let’s see.” I said, running my fingers through the different rooms and after a while I finally found it. “Third floor!” I announced happily. Alright! I did it!

“Good then go.” Adrian said and shooed me off towards the elevators. With a grin I stepped in and pressed the ‘3’ button and the doors slid shut. I was nervous and excited at the time. I loved playing games, but what awaited me at the end is what was nerve-racking.

When the doors opened, I stepped out and looked around. Images were hung all through the small hall, all of the planet Jupiter. Most included facts and information about it. Turning to my right, I started down, looking for Minhyun. The other was my clue, the person I was supposed to find, and with him being so damn tall, it shouldn’t be too hard to find him.

The hall opened up into this large room and right in the middle of it stood a large statue of the planet Jupiter and standing in front of it was a smiling Minhyun. I walked over to him, grinning and he pounced, wrapping me up in his arms, squeezing me.

“Minki!” he said happily and I was sure I heard tears in his voice. “I’ve missed you so much.” He said. When he let go of me, we pulled back and I stared at him. My heart broke seeing my best friend crying like that. I hated knowing I was the one who was making him cry like that.

“Minnie.” I said and hugged him again, rubbing his back. “I’ve missed you too.” I told him and pulled back. “After this is done, maybe we can hang out?” I asked.

“Of course!” Minhyun said happily. “We have so much to catch up on!” he told me before handing me the card. “Have fun alright? I’ll see you at the end!” he said.

I nodded and watched him walk off before sighing. It was so good to see my friend once again. I hadn’t meant to cause them so much pain by leaving. Maybe soon things could go back to slightly normal and I could return home.

Looking at the card, I turned it over and read the back. “He speaks alien better than our language.” I laughed at that simple clue. It was easy to know who it was referring to. Aron still had trouble speaking our language, even after being here for so many years. And I knew he was from the planet Mars because Mars was the ‘real’ planet that had aliens speaking weird tongues coming from. Finding the map on the floor, I searched until I found which floor Mars was on.

Getting back on the elevator, I headed up to the fourth floor. One would think this building would be ordered according to positions of the planets in the solar system, but apparently it wasn’t. When the doors opened, I stepped out and was greeted instantly by Aron, who drew me into a bear hug. I laughed and returned it, glad to see the other.

“Damn Minki.” He whispered as he pulled back and looked me over. “Still sexy as ever, don’t change.” He said. I blushed hotly at his comment and smacked him lightly.

“Stop it!” I said and smiled at him.

“Never.” He said before handing over the card. “I hope you come home soon, it’s not the same without you. We’re not the same without you.” He said.

“Maybe…one day soon.” I said, a little unsure. He nodded and hugged me once more before turning and walking off to go join Minhyun, wherever he was. Sighing, I flipped the card over and read the next clue. “When he’s at his best, his passion shines brightly like this star.” I frowned. Well it was either JR or Baekho and though I was hoping I would see Baekho next, I was pretty sure it wasn’t him. In fact, I was almost sure he wasn’t a part of this. He had Uee noona, why would he need to be here? Even if it was his entire fault.

So then it was JR and it was the sun that was the brightest star in the solar system, the one that burned the most. So after finding the map and locating the Sun room, I headed up to the ninth floor. When the doors opened, I wasn’t ambushed like last time. Instead, I actually had to wander around a bit. It wasn’t a large room like Jupiter. Everything known about the sun was very little. I was going to give up, not sure if I would ever find JR. After walking around the corner of the hall into a smaller room, I found him standing next to the window.

“JR.” I called as I walked over to him. He turned to me and a grin spread across his face. He waited until I was close enough before hugging me.

“Minki. I’ve missed you.” He said. I almost cried at that. All my friends had missed me and I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t think I was honestly that important to them. But I was and that made me feel so loved inside. So maybe I didn’t need Baekho. Sure, having the other love me would have been wonderful, but I had friends that loved me just the same, that should be enough for me. And well…it was going to be enough for me. After this, I am going home!

“I missed you too.” I said and smiled at him as I pulled back. “Can I have the card please?” I asked.

“Sure.” He said and handed it to me. But he didn’t let go. Instead, he held tight and stared into my eyes. “Minki, Nu’est is not the same without you. We can’t go on. Please…come back. We need you more than you’ll never know.” He said. It was the leader talking, trying to keep all his members together, but at the same time I knew it was my friend talking, wanting us to be back together and whole once more.

“I know.” I said and nodded. “Very soon…I’ll be back home.” I told him. He nodded and released the card, and with a pat on my shoulder, left me alone too. Smiling to myself, I flipped the card and read it, my breath leaving me.

“He didn’t know what he had until it ran away. He didn’t know what he needed until it was told to him. Now he needs his Minki back and in his life. Under the planet signifying love, you’ll find him.” I had to take a few breaths. Baekho…was he really here? Did he really need me? I wasn’t sure, and I knew I should have been more cautious. I had been hurt once, I didn’t need it again. But damn it if I couldn’t help it. After finding the map to find out what floor Venus was on, I bypassed the elevator and took the stairs.

Taking them two by two, I ran up to the eleventh floor, which thankfully wasn’t that far up from the sun. Slamming opening the door, I looked around frantically, searching. I ran through the whole hall and room, but I didn’t see him. Baekho wasn’t there. My heart broke once more and I felt like crying and I almost did.

All this, for nothing.

I was heading for the elevator when I heard soft music coming from a closed door. It was a room I hadn’t checked before.

Maybe?

Moving to the door, I pushed it open and stepped in. Romantic music was playing and hearts lit up all around the walls of different colors. And in the middle of the room hung the planet Venus and underneath it was…

“Baekho.” I whispered.

“Minki.” He said and smiled at me. “I’ve missed you.” He said. My heart was suddenly healed and bursting with joy. I’ve never felt this happy in my life, not even when I was picked to become a trainee. I ran to him and threw my arms around him. I was a bit worried he would be caught off guard and we would go tumbling down, but we didn’t. He caught me and held me tight in his arms, his face pressing against my neck.

“I’m so sorry Minki.” He whispered. “I was such a dumb idiot. I should have realized sooner just how important you are to me.” The tears fell from my eyes this time. I couldn’t hold them back. I was just so damn happy.

“It’s okay. I forgive you.” I knew I shouldn’t have forgiven him so easily, but I couldn’t stop myself. Here was, in front of me, holding me again. He had planned this whole thing, just for me. How could I not forgive him? He pulled back and stared down at me, grinning.

“I’m glad you do. I was a fool and I’m sorry.” He apologized once more. “Minki, I love you.” The squeal left me before I could contain myself. Those words were ones I have longed to hear for so long now. And he said them. Baekho finally said them!

“You fool!” I said and tapped the side of his head lightly. “I love you too.” The arms tightened around me, pulling me closer. Soft lips pressed against mine. This was our first kiss and it was magical! I stood there, clinging to him, pressing to him, returning his kiss with such passion, never wanting it to end. And though I heard the cheers of the others who were watching us, I could have cared less. The world faded away from around us and all that was left was Baekho and I and the kiss we were sharing.

This is how it should have been all along. And though I wished this would have happened months ago, I was glad it happened now. I knew our future was bright. I was coming home and going to be Baekho’s boyfriend.

Nu’est was back!

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Action! | Ch. 23 (M)

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 2.3K

Warnings: Homophobia, smut in this chapter!

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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No one’s POV

The days that passed after Adrian’s visit were slow, uneventful, but full of grief and worry. After leaving the house, Adrian had called Aron and gave him a brief update on what happened to share with the other members. Things were going to be solved. Baekho was aware now, truly aware of what his actions had done and that he needed to do something about it as soon as he possibly could. There was no reason to sit and wait around any longer. If he did, there was a good chance he was going to lose Ren forever. As it was, there was still a bit of hope left in the blond, just enough to maybe get things shifted in the right direction.

But that was something Baekho was going to have to do. The rest of them were at a loss. There was nothing they could do to help aid in the process. It was a waiting game for them, and what was a better way to wait than to search the internet for useless information. Though for Minhyun, the information he was searching for wasn’t really useless. It was pertinent information. Even through all the mess, somehow Minhyun and Aron found time to continue to go on dates. Though they’ve only been on three, it was enough for Minhyun to realize how much he really did like Aron. Their dates were his current escape from reality. They let him be free…both of them really. They could be themselves once more, enjoy each other’s company and laugh.

That’s why he decided it was time to look up the information he needed to know. He was ready to take their relationship a step further. Not full on sex, but enough to make them both happy. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to be bottom, or to be top even with Aron. Not that he thought Aron would leave him, but things happened. Sometimes things didn’t work out. Minhyun was waiting, letting the time pass before he took the big leap. But in the meantime, that didn’t mean the two of them couldn’t have fun together. After all, they were teenage boys…or well he was, not so much Aron anymore. But they had needs, urges and it just seemed so convenient to take care of those urges together.

Though as he searched the web pages and watched a few clips, Minhyun was starting to doubt if he could even do that. It’s not that he was turned off by what the people were doing. It was porn after all. Gay porn, but porn none the less. It was arousing to him, but he couldn’t picture himself doing what he saw these men doing.

“Minnie.” Minhyun jumped when the door to his room opened and Aron walked in. He stared at the other wide eyed and moved to close the laptop he was using, but he just wasn’t quick enough. “What are you looking at?” the other asked, bending over to look at the screen. “Porn?”

“Yah! Can’t you knock?!” Minhyun nearly shouted, face heated as he closed the laptop, glaring at the other.

“Knock? Why? This is my room too.” Aron said and grinned. “Why were you looking at porn Minnie?” he asked.

“None of your business.” Minhyun said and looked away. He couldn’t be more embarrassed. Well he could. It would have been worse if he had been caught looking at it in public or something like that. Though, that would never happen in this lifetime.

“Minhyun, it’s perfectly normal to look at porn. Just don’t let manager-hyung catch you.” Aron said and nudged him some. “I can give you the names of a few sites I visit.” He offered.

“No thank you!”

Aron stepped back, taking in the other. He was a bit confused by Minhyun’s sudden behavior. Sure Minhyun was a straight and narrow type of guy, but come on. This is way out of the norm for the other. Sighing, he rubbed the back of his head lightly. “Minhyun, what’s going on? You don’t have to act so mean towards me.”

A sigh left the other and his shoulder’s visibly relaxed. Minhyun looked back at the man he was slowly calling his boyfriend. “I’m sorry.” He said. “But it’s a bit embarrassing to be caught looking at porn.” He said.

“Well, better me than JR right?” Aron asked. Minhyun rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“That’s beside the point.” Minhyun muttered and sat back in his chair, staring at the wall. “Still, I’m sorry.”

“Hey, don’t be sorry.” Aron said and grinned. Grabbing the back of the chair, he pulled it towards the bed, wheeling Minhyun halfway across the room.

“Aron!” Minhyun cried out, long legs flailing as he tried to keep his balance until the chair stopped moving. Swiveling around, he glared at the other. “What was that for?”

“I wanted to sit.” Aron said and shrugged, sitting on the bed, grinning. “So tell me Minnie, what made you want to look at porn?” he asked.

“Aron!” Minhyun groaned, covering his face. “Do you honestly need to know every personal detail in my life? Some things I would like to keep private.” He stated. Rubbing his face a bit, he pulled his hand away and stared at the other. “You honestly don’t need to know.” He added.

Aron frowned and reached out, taking hold of Minhyun’s hand. “Sure I need to know.” He brought the hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it gently. “I’m your boyfriend right? I make it my duty to know what interests you. After all, how am I supposed to please you if I don’t know what turns you on?” he asked.

Cocking his head, Minhyun raised a brow at the other’s reasoning. “But, aren’t you supposed to find out on your own?” he asked.

A smirk spread over Aron’s face at the comment. “You’re right Minnie.” He said. Holding the hand, he yanked the other out of the chair and into his lap. Though it didn’t work as well as he had hoped and they bumped heads, both crashing back onto the bed.

“Fuck.” The hiss left them both as they each touched the spot where their foreheads met. “That so didn’t work out like I planned.” Aron grunted. Minhyun laughed as he lay on his back, fingers gingerly touching his forehead.

“A romantic you are not.” He teased the other. Aron frowned and leaned over him.

“So mean to me Minnie. I was trying.” He said. Minhyun looked up at him and smiled. Reaching up, he stroked Aron’s face gently.

“I know. You’ve done well so far except for this instance.” Minhyun praised him, bringing a smile to Aron’s lips. Leaning up, he closed the gap between and kissed him softly. He wasn’t too used to kissing Aron. They had only shared a few stolen kisses while sitting in the back of the van, or after coming home from a date. They weren’t overly affectionate with each other, but now Minhyun was hoping to change that.

A moan left Minhyun as Aron returned the kiss, a hand stroking the side of his face and his neck gently. It was a nice feeling, one that had Minhyun shivering in pleasure. Aron took note of the shiver and wanted to bring out more of those types of reactions from the other, but the talk of anything sexual had never come up in their conversations, so he wasn’t sure what Minhyun’s take on it was.

Pulling back, Aron stared down at him, staring intently at him. Minhyun looked up at him, a bit confused on what was going on. “What’s wrong Aron?” he asked.

“Nothing.” Aron said with a shake of his head. “I was just wondering though just how far you wanted to take this.” He said. Minhyun paused for a moment, thinking it over carefully. This was his chance to be open and honest and honesty was always the best policy.

“Well, I want to go a bit further in our relationship.” he told Aron. “But, I don’t know if I could go all the way. At least, not yet.” Dark eyes stared into those of his boyfriend’s, searching them for any sign of hatred. He wasn’t sure why he thought Aron would hate him for not putting out, but he just did.

“Minnie.” Aron whispered and smiled. “That’s fine. You know I wouldn’t push you into anything you didn’t want to do.” The male assured him, bringing a smile to Minhyun’s lips. “Is there something you wanted to try?” he asked.

Minhyun thought on the question, a nod slowly leaving him. “Yeah. I mean I just want to take things slow. So can we try using our hands first?”

“Hands?” Aron asked and chuckled. “Sure.” He said.

“Really?” Minhyun asked and sat up happily. “Alright!” Aron sat back and laughed, watching his soon to be lover. Was it fair to call Minhyun his lover and they hadn’t actually had sex? Well a hand job was a form of sex, so yeah, he could call the other his lover.

“You’re so cute Minnie.” He said. “Now, how about you show me your sexy side and strip for me?” he asked, licking his lips. Minhyun gazed at Aron before climbing off the bed. Grinning, he reached down, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it up and over his head slowly. He wasn’t muscular, but he was fit; it was a dancer’s body. Throwing the shirt onto the floor, he worked open the belt and popped open the top of his jeans. He slid them off his hips slowly and with a bit of tugging, got them down his thighs and calves. Skinny jeans were tight, but looked so good.

Aron’s eyes never left Minhyun, even as the other struggled to get his pants off. Not that he was any better. At times he had to get one of the members to help him pull his pants off. But that’s the punishment they got for fashion.

“Beautiful Minnie.” Aron ran his eyes over the exposed body, taking in the cute little duck boxers the other had on. “Off with them.” He said.

“Not yet. You strip too.” Minhyun said, shaking his head. Aron raised a brow, but didn’t complain. Standing, he stripped out of his own clothes, down to his boxers. It was only fair that he and Minhyun were on the same level of nakedness.

“Happy?” he teased and chuckled.

“Who gave you the heart boxers?” Minhyun asked, grinning as Aron blushed.

“My mom for my last birthday. Let’s not kill the mood shall we?” Aron asked. Taking Minhyun’s hand, he moved him over to the bed and pushed him down. Sitting next to him, he smirked. “I��d much rather focus on you.” He whispered, lips brushing over the other’s ear. Reaching up, he ran his hand over Minhyun’s chest lightly, fingers grazing over hard nipples. He felt Minhyun shiver and the moan that left the other was such sweet music.

“Aron.” Minhyun panted. “That feels really good.” He whispered. It was making him aroused, boxers tenting slightly.

“Want more?” Aron asked. Minhyun nodded his head eagerly. “Where beautiful? Here?” he asked, hand sliding down and resting over the tent. He moved his hand slowly, smirking. “Does this feel good?”

“Aron.” Minhyun gasped out as the hand touched him in such an intimate area. Aron smirked. He loved the gasps and moans he pulled from the younger male. Minhyun was truly beautiful erotic and arousing. He was still wondering how he got so lucky to capture his heart.

“Hey guys!”

The two froze as their door opened. Their eyes locked with the shocked, wide eyes of their leader. Oh great. Just the right person that needed to walk in on them. Now they were going to get in more trouble. JR was still a bit iffy on the whole gay subject. This was not the right thing for him to walk in on. And worse, Aron felt the hard member soften instantly. Damn it! The mood was ruined.

“Uh…ah….sorry!” The door slammed shut and the two let out a breath they had been holding in.

“Well fuck.” Aron groaned as he fell back on the bed, pissed his time with Minhyun had been interrupted.

“Oh boy.” Minhyun whispered. He knew now, trying to get it on with Aron was not going to work. At least it couldn’t happen in their dorm so long as JR was home. “That wasn’t a good idea.” He said. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.” Aron said, raising up a bit and watched as Minhyun started dressing. “Babe, it's fine. We can try again, another time. Or….when everyone is asleep.” He offered. Minhyun paused in his dressing and thought on the suggestions and nodded.

“We can try again later. Maybe not tonight or tomorrow, but after things settle down and we see how JR reacts?” he asked. He was very worried about JR. He didn’t have feelings for the other anymore, or at least, they weren’t as strong as before. But he was still worried about JR’s reaction. He could still be hurt by those harsh cruel words that the other spoke weeks ago.

“Alright then.” Aron said. Standing, he moved to Minhyun and kissed him lovingly. Pulling back, he grabbed his clothes and dressed. “So, what do you want to do now?” He asked.

Minhyun was thankful for the kiss, but now it was a bit awkward between them. “Well um….want to go see what Baekho is doing?” he asked.

“Sure!” Aron said and grinned and ushered Minhyun out of their room and headed to find the boneheaded idiot that hurt Ren so badly the blond left him and see if they could help him in whatever plans he had to get the other back. They took note that JR was nowhere to be seen in the dorm.

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