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[minhoskitty-blog]

no. 55 of 2min cuddling? thank you :)

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haha, i have that kind of follower too..!

yaaay ^^ i think that sooner or later everyone has it hehe :3 everyone should !

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froggie-mushroom replied to your post:2min - "Please stay." thank you..

wow, i like this, thank you.. you’re sooo awesome..!

you're welcome! and thank you ^//////^;;;

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2min - "Please stay." thank you.. <3

“You’re leaving?”

“I have to.”

“But – ”

“Taemin, please. Please don’t do this again. You know I can’t.” Minho muttered, fastening the fine clothes onto his body. “If I could, I would. You know I do.” He assured the younger, accepting Taemin’s outstretched hand and squeezing it. “If I had a choice in my life we wouldn’t be in this mess. You would be all mine and I would be all yours, but the truth is the both of us have to get back to our wives and act like nothing more than brotherly friendship is going on between us. I know it hurts and I shouldn’t have started this with you.” Minho admitted. “If I had better self-control then it would be easier.”

“Minho, tell me something.” Taemin began. “Have you even been able to get it up for that bride of yours?”

“Taemin, don’t – ”

“Tell me honestly.” Taemin interrupted. “Because the way she looks in my direction I can already see that she had seen through us. Now tell me how long it will take for her to really draw the dots and confront you on the matter.”

“Taemin.”

“Please, Minho.” Taemin pleaded, tears suddenly in his eyes. “Please, stay. Just another minute. Please, let me believe for a moment longer that I have you all to myself.”

Minho leaned over Taemin, bringing their mouths together for a long passionate moment. “I’ll see you at breakfast.” He muttered, leaving before Taemin could say another word.

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Pssssst. Hello, beautiful person ❤ once you get this, you must share five random facts about yourself, and then pass this on to your ten favourite followers ❤

thankies sweetie ;; <3 ~ aigoo i’m so out of facts x.x 

2. If you check closely my blog, there are some thing everyone else reblog, but i don’t, dunno if someone notices that !

3. I always tried to show respect to people, even if some of them don’t even deserve that !

4. I hope with all my heart to be able to visit one of the persons close to my heart ;; i need that to be possible ..

5. i need to eat sth !

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froggie-mushroom replied to your post: thank you soooo much!! :) No worries hun!! :D

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2min - library - bookshelves .. thank you.. :)

People watching was a hobby of his.

People were fascinating, in every sense of the word.

On days he wasn’t working he would wander to a park, wharf, café, somewhere he could sit all day and admire the people who passed him by.  This particular day he found himself in the local library, browsing through a few aisles to collect a novel to read, though he knew that he probably wouldn’t read much of it at all.

Libraries were different to other public places. Other than the children’s corner – which was situated upstairs in their particular library – people didn’t really talk or even interact with others here, but that made it all the more interesting in his opinion. There was an older woman settled on one of the smaller lounges in the reading corner, a pile of books beside her, there was a group of what appeared to be students seated around one of the rounded tables, books open, heads down and pens scratching quietly on paper as they took notes – surprisingly keeping all conversation to a quiet whisper. Across the library, the librarians were sorting books and one checking out a novel to a pregnant woman who had to be due sometime soon.

Then a newcomer caught his eye, a man not much younger than himself entered the library after holding the door open for the mother-to-be. He was thin in stature if anything could be determined by the tightness of his ripped skinny jeans and oversized sweater that threatened to hang so low his chest would be in full view. His hair was dyed a light shade of brown, sunlight filtering through the window bouncing off it so it shone gold, fringe almost covering eyes already concealed behind the thick rims of the square glasses perched perfectly upon his nose.

He found himself shamelessly staring, unable to look away as the boy wandered to the fiction novel section and began to browse the books available, even standing on the toes of his high top converse to see higher shelves. Then, he seemed to find whatever he was looking for and reached up with one hand on a shelf to steady himself and the other inching towards the top of the shelf. The stool provided for such instances was nowhere to be seen and he would see the plight on the boy’s face as he tried harder and harder to reach the book he wanted, legs trembling as he stood on his toes and strained to try and stand taller, fingers only just able to touch the bottom of the book but couldn’t get any leverage to bring it down.

Usually he was just an observer. A person who would sit and watch only, let things unfold as fate intended. He never interfered. But he couldn’t just sit back and watch this time. losing the book he wasn’t even reading, he stood from the lounge he’d settled into more than an hour ago, walking casually towards the smaller male.

When standing so close, he could now see that the boy wasn’t that much shorter than he was, not really, but even just a few inches would be enough to reach the upper shelf. Noting which book the boy wanted, he reached up and carefully slipped it out of place, looking at the cover briefly for his own curiosity’s sake, before he glanced at the younger who was staring at him with wide eyes, seemingly fearful that the book was no longer his for the taking. Quickly, because that face hurt him so, he offered the book to him, making it apparent that he was merely lending a helping hand.

Relief washed over the younger’s features as he took the book with both hands and lightly bowed. “Thank you so much. I’ve been looking everywhere for this book.”

He smiled in response, then nodded his head and returned to his place on the lounge, knowing that if he spent any more time with the younger than it would become apparent that he wasn’t much of a speaker.

Before he even realised, the boy had approached and settled onto the lounge beside him, smiling his way. “So, what’s your name?”

Lowering his head, he took some deep breaths and swallowed a few times, praying that for once, his voice would do exactly what he wanted it to do. “M-m-m-m – ” Shutting his mouth, teeth clenched in embarrassed frustration, he closed his eyes and tried again. “M-m-Minho.”

“Minho huh? I’m Taemin.” The boy said, smiling brightly his way, completely overlooking the hideous stutter he’d just witnessed. “It’s nice to meet you.”

Minho offered a smile in return, too embarrassed to even consider trying to speak again.

“Is it okay if I sit here?” Taemin asked.

Why the younger would wanna sit beside him was beyond him, but Minho couldn’t help but nod.

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