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Update + Ao3 works.

Hello Darlings. I wanted to make an update that I am still alive and working, but I'm backlogged on stuff that I've written and have so much half-finished drafts. In the meantime. I wanted to take a shot in a chapter-based AU story involving SHINee and of course Taemin as our main love interest..

I will be posting those chapters in A03, and will update my tumblr every time I post a new chapter. Thank you all <3 Despite not having posted in a while, thank you to everyone who has liked/reblogged/commented on my past post. Without further ado. Please enjoy the first chapter of 'Summer In a Bottle' https://archiveofourown.org/works/56428585/chapters/143388643

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Words cannot explain how much I healed from this. 🥹🥹

Taemin's theme song for Koong 😺 (bubble live 240502)

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Because I have never come across bbl live .. so it threw me off guards.. Like wtf is happening to my phone.

Who else spammed that stupid heart to see if the 2 mil notif would show up 🥹 🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️

Gosh. seeing his stupid face make me happy.

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the rants of an overly-caffeinated shawol [OnTae vs SM edition]

Surely. sure-fuckling-ly, that I cannot be the only shawol who has looked SM recently and not feel the way I feel. Primarily, what I feel deep in my stomach (which I hope to be just me overthinking) is that I feel like, with the future SHINee comebacks and therefore other promotional activities as a group. OnTae might be getting the shorter end of the stick, whether that be by :

- line distribution for songs - lacklustre styling coords - neglectful promotions as individuals within the capacity of the group, i.e individual teasers before the group teaser drops or even, - or even not giving them the opportunity to appear in non-music shows as a full set

I think losing OnTae might a sting for SM in comparison to idols who have left for their solo work but remain within the company for group activities. SM have notable big-names groups that have members leave for solo activities, but remained in the group is SNSD (discluding Jessica) and SuJu. SM was never on the ball when the first batch of SNSD members left? They always say 'scheduling conflicts' and whether this is true or not, (some SONESs are convinced that SNSD does not want to promote as a group anymore) surely there must be away to organize and plan group schedules vs solo schedulues. Then you had Kyuhyun, Donghae and Eunhyuk leave in 2023 and it's been radio silent for a full group comeback and so far in the 2024 SM forecast only mentions SJ.L.S.S unit activities and while yes the forecast is only for the first six months, I'm not seeing much buzz around Suju which is surprising for a group that has become a full-on variety idols.

I'm not saying SNSD/SuJu have lost enough relevancy for SM to not care, SM just didn't care in general even before, and now EXO is facing the same petty treatment after the CBX fiasco. Imma be real here, I think SM never treated EXO well and if they did, it would be individuals and not as a group.

But SHINee still pulls a lot of babywols and it's just so common to hear SHINee being named as the source of inspiration for what feels like this generation of K-pop idols, so realistically if their activities fizzle, Shawols will be on SM like a leech. If anything, SM can't stop our boy from shining, but they could/might/possibly dim their light until we get the inevitable news of SHINee as a whole leave SM.

Speaking of the SM 2024 Forecast, they did mention mini-album comeback for our boys., so we know that much.

Honestly seems to be a trend where mini-albums seems to be more favourable than a full-album release (i guess for cash-grab puposes)

SM suffers from the phenomena of 'youngest child = favourite child' with their groups. That is all.

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Hi shawols. Please hold me, for I am not ready. .

Right I came across this reel because it does its rounds...

So we have heard that our leader-nim is joining for the encore stages this May.

Assuming they only make slight changes to the set-list, means we might get a Body Rhythm version will all four of them.

Live.

Body Rolling like their lives depended on it.

The thought of this is giving my body pains trying to contain a full body outburst.

That is all. Thank you.

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No wonder I keep on writing mirrors into my Taemin fics..

Man's 🫧 photos are like half mirror selfies and I've been brainwashed into thinking he is equally obsessed with his reflection...

Look at them hands though..

Would look pretty around my our necks.

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🫧 update 04042024

As an english speaker, I naturally try to translate the messages twice (just in case), but this one sent me on a wild one...

SOMEONE PLEASD STOP THIS MAN 🥵

He really said, imma make water bomb hot.

Like I'm not complaining, but please spare us. Like there are no gatekeepy SM staff to tell him to chill. So like uhh... can't wait.

Last years Tokyo Water Bomb photos was unf. 🥵

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WHEN I TELL YOU.

I FUCKING RAN TO WATCH THIS VIDEO SO I DIDNT FREAKOUT IN THE OFFICE...

Yeah okay go off sis.

BPM really saying "We know what we got. Did you" right at SM's face.

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I HAVE THOUGHTS AAND FEELINGS THAT I NEED TO SAY BEFORE I END UP IN SHAWOL HEAVEN.

The Serious Portion.

I am so happy to see our leader, healthy and thriving. He looks so much more healthier than the last time we saw him.

So, I hope that Lee Jinki is also at a more happier and healthier mental and physical health space right now.

That being said, we also got news that he has signed on Griffin Entertainment. And lemme tell you, I went down an adhd fueled rabbit hole to find out more about the company and the ceo based on the little information we have.

Unlike BPM, Griffin is new. Like last month new and we are naturally worried. There are many more risks involved especially as the first signed artist.

In the same energy, I would like us shawols to be diligent in asking Onew's new company to please take care of our leader and that Onew will bring them much fortune and prosperity down the line.

As per their company statement, I can only hope Onew thrives to make the content that he wants and have his talents nurtured instead of being gatekeeped.

Lee Jinki Fighting!!! Shawols will always be here.

The Crazy Fangirl Portion

I know! We know. We all knew Onew was a good looking guy. He had this charm? The uhm appeal?

What I am trying to say is that the man (under SM) looked like an angel and marketed him as this goofy sweetheart and we ate it all up. but he would probably devour your soul in bed.

These new company profile photos kind of uhm... (SIR IT WAS 2AM WHEN I SAW THESE PHOTOS! DO NOT GIVE ME BEDROOM EYES LIKE THAT OUT OF NOWHERE)

Makes me wanna cry. LIKE I thought I knew what Onew looked like then suddenly I feel like SM slept on how good looking he is.

MAYBE because it has been almost a fricking year since we last saw him and he looks so healthy.

HE IS PRACTICALLY GLOWING.

idk where I saw it but someone said these photos looks like Onew is in his revenge era and i cannot 😭😭

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240401 TAEMIN • Big Planet Made 240403 ONEW • GRIFFIN Entertainment

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Come one come all for our God-Taem have rizzen.

Baby you ate and left no crumbs for SM.

In the most respectful way possible, seriously you can eye-fuck me all day sir.

TAEMIN | BPM

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Wishing on a coin...

<< a [Fluffy] minho x reader scenario >>

Pairing: Minho x Reader

Genre: Fluff.

Synopsis: Minho takes a second wish and it lands on his lap with a stranger who made the same wish beside him.

Authors Note : Whew. A fic that is not Taemin? shocking. But I cannot help it. All these Italy posts from Minho got me in the feels since I love Rome so much and I too will go back one day.

Enjoy reading. Also note Blue Text is implied spoken/written Korean.

"Did it go in?" Minho gleefuly asks his companions whether the coin had hit the water.

The flock of people who joined him for the trip, all giggled, unsure whether the coin had gone in, considering the odd angle Minho threw it, but they tried to reassure him that the Trevi fountain was big enough and it probably did.

"Ah ah, let's go for some food" the dark haired man suggests, wrapping his arm over the shoulder of his manager and the Korean local who would be their guide and translator.

As they navigate the winding streets, the cobblestoned paths, Minho and his group weren't too far from the fountain, but they had stopped in front of a semi busy restaurant. The constant flow of people in and out of the door, seemed promising and it helped that it smelt great coming from the general direction of the restaurant.

The translator, walks in, managing to secure a table at a secluded corner, inviting the rest to come in and take a seat so they could have dinner.

It was a typical night of food, wine and chatter for Minho, and the topics would range from sports, future schedule, gossip about his presence at the show and naturally about the SHINee members.

"Minho-ssi how many coins did you throw in?" the local asks.

"Hmm only one. Should I have done more?"

"Oh, there is more to the fountain than coming back to Rome"

"Mhm mhm, I heard that there is fountain that you can drink from. If you drink from it with your partner, you two would be in love forever", one of the stylists speaks out, sighing dreamily at the prospect.

"Oooh, I heard if you throw 2 coins in, you will meet with an attractive Italian and fall in love", another peer interjects,

"3 and you marry the person you meet", one of the other stylists comments.

The stylists chatter amongst themselves, giggling like highschoolers about the prospect of staying in Italy, madly in love, like it was written out of a KDrama.

Minho's head sinks, chuckling slightly. He had never seen his team so relaxed, it was quite fitting. Currently the situation back home was so hectic, and this, was a nice change of pace. Minho was always comfortable with his team, so it was a suprise that none of them mentioned the 'love' aspects of the superstitions surrounding the Trevi.

Once the meal was finished, there was minor conversations about the plan for the night. Do they just go back to the hotel or wander around for a bit, see more of the city while it was still busy and places were open.

It came to the decision that a wine-bar was a mere block away from the restaurant and they can sit there while they come up with a more solid plan.

"Hyung, I want to take more pictures, I'll follow you guys in, save me a glass" Minho calls out to his manager.

Walking towards the fountain once more, Minho whips out his phone, taking more snapshots of the area, attempting to capture that idyllic magic.

A part of him was tempted to throw more coins in. Minho wasn't exactly looking for love right now, but he wasn't opposed to it. At the age of 32, he has had his fair share of romances and heartbreaks but, he yet had to encounter one that was deemed life-changing.

He slowly turned around, turning his back on the water feature, digging his hand into the pocket of his coat. If there are coins in his pocket, it was meant to be to make that wish. Sure enough despite how stuffed his pockets were with receipts and tissue, he managed to dig out 3 euro coins from the depths of the pocket. Hmmm, just my luck, he quietly thinks to himself as he inspects the coins in his hand.

At the very least, Minho hoped for love, didn't need to be Italian, though he was open to the option, and he didn't need to be bound by future marriage either. Just love.

With a deep breath, he closed his eyes, pouring as much intention as he could before throwing the change over his shoulders.

"Yah, did you chuck in three coins?", an unfamiliar voice calls out that sounded very drunk.

With his eyes still closed, his head turns to follow the direction of the voice. As he opened them, he sees you.

Eyes tightly shut, head tilted back, with a soft smile on your lips. "Yes, I did three coins. What's the harm if it comes through...or not...", you hiccuped slightly with a laugh, as you straighten your head, struggling to open your eyes against the lights in the area.

To your surprise, your friend was not where you thought she was. Instead you were greeted by the sight of an asian Adonis, standing beside you, looking right at you. Large doe like eyes and soft lips, he stood tall next to you. Someone that attractive almost made you fumble with words.

In Minho's eyes, he was properly captivated by you. He thought your eyes were beautiful and the delicate pouted lips, was more than inviting. What he noticed the most was how bright your smile is, how your eyes almost disappears into your cheeks when you laughed.

"Idiot. I'm heeere." your friend's voice came from the other side of you with a smirk on the corner of her lips.

It was hard to look away. Damn. Can someone really be that good looking? The man offers you a sweet smile, nodding his head in greeting. While you did the same, there was another feeling in your stomach. He looked familiar. Yes, you were 3 bottles of red into the night, so maybe you are confusing a possible stranger as someone else, it would be rude to assume.

"Come on Y/N..., let's finish this bottle and gooo. Stop eye oogling randomers.." your friend's words were slurred and loud.

"You idiot! Shut up, we can't be seen as loud tourists" you sighed as you turn to face your friend, finally having a means of distraction.

You walk towards the small steps to pick up your bag and the bottle of wine covered in a brown paper bag, swiftly chugging its contents before wiping the corners of your lips.

Before you could even grab your friend's arms to drag her away. The man speaks up.

"Excuse me!", Minho calls out but unsure how to continue. He clearly heard your friend speak in Korean, however he assumes that she might be too drunk to even translate for him or unsure that she's register that they were speaking the same language. "Do.. you.. speak..korean?"

"I do!!!!! Yes. I do!! She can only speak a little bit, but sheeee understaaands!" your friend speaks on your behalf, while gesturing with her hands.

"Tsk. Calm down.. we'll get in trouble if you keep being a nuisance.." you sighed slightly annoyed, trying to hush your friend.

"So can I speak comfortably then?" Minho asks, his eyes slightly widening in hopefulness.

You nod your head, unsure what a possible stranger could want from you, but you assume he was a lost tourist and hearing a familiar language, meant he could ask for some help.

"I-uh... Would you like to go for a drink?" he finally blurts out his question.

Squinting your eyes you pointed at your friend, questioning if he meant her. But he quickly shakes his head pointing at you instead with a sheepish smile. Confused you pointed back at yourself as if asking if he was sure that he meant that he wanted to drink with you instead.

"Look at that!! Your wish came trueee Y/N!" your friend chirps, as she observes the shocked look on your face.

"Shut up" you groan in annoyance before tucking your lips inwards to bite them, trying to hide the smile that was creeping in.

"Is that, okay?" Minho asks.

"Yes", you nod your head as you finally release your grip on your friends arms, but the wine had hit you, causing you to stumble.

Luckily the man had caught you just in time, supporting you in his arms, which caught you offguard. The same thoughts formed in both of your heads. What in the k-drama nonsense is this? But why does it feel, okay?

You grab onto his arms to stabilize yourself, keeping your head down in embarrassment for acting sloppy in front of such a gorgeous man. You felt like a drunk idiot. You are a drunk idiot.

"I think she'll pass on any alcoholic drink" your friend mumbles, as she now holds onto you to keep the both of you upright.

"I think I saw a coffee hutch, I'll get you two something warm.." Minho trails off, quickly heading to the right of the fountain.

You and your friend links arms once more as you both stagger towards a more quieter part of the square, before settling not too far from the coffee hutch that Minho was in queue for. The both of you sit at the edge, hunched over, trying to shake away the inebriation that had overcome your senses.

By the time Minho had come back after spotting that the two of you have moved, he carried three coffee cups in his hands, one for himself and offering the other two to you and your friend. He notes that both of you were now barefoot with your shoes set aside and that you have specifically used a large scarf as a shawl to keep you warm.

"Thanks for the drink stranger. I am off to wander.." your friend quickly jump in, trying to play wing-man to the situation. "You two enjoy yourselves" a teasing tone laced in her voice.

She quickly waves the both of you goodbye and suddenly you were alone with someone you didn't know and it had dawned on you, you were too drunk to handle this properly, but you made the best effort to reply in a sober manner.

"Judging from how loud your friend is, I'm guessing your name is Y/N. I'm Minho"

You take a sip of your coffee, trying to formulate the correct words in your head, looking for a suitable reply. "Nice to meet you, Minho-ssi. Yes. I am Y/N". You bow to formally greet him this time.

"I don't know what your friend was on about. Your korean is pretty good!" Minho chuckles, settling to sit on the spot next to you.

A weakened laugh was all you could muster up right now and with your phone in your other hand, you quickly try to go to Papago, hopefully speaking to Minho in Korean might be more easier than speaking in English.

Minho notices the website on your phone after accidentally glancing at it. He gently waves his hand before pushing down the phone back to your lap, saying that it's okay for you to speak comfortably as well, that he would do his best to understand you too.

"So why... why did you ask me to have a drink?" you chose your words carefully trying not to make it complex.

"Is it wrong for me to say, I don't know?", Minho sighs halfheartedly, but you could only catch the second half of the sentence.

"Were you hoping that my friend stayed? So you could ask for help?"

"Help?"

"You are a tourist?", you set your coffee aside so you could quickly type on your phone and speakout the translation. "I thought you were a lost tourist and maybe needed help for directions or suggestions"

Minho lets out a small chuckled before shaking his head. "I want-..wanted to speak to you?", there was a cutness in him trying hard to speak in English.

"Why me?"

"My god, do I really need to say it? I thought you were attractive and I shooted my shot. For a moment, it was like my last wish happened in an instant when I looked at you."

Judging by the look on your face, Minho could tell that he lost you somewhere, so he grabs his phone, imitating your actions before showing the screen to you with the rough translation displayed. This made you blush heavily. It was surprising how direct he was about it.

"Why? How many coins did you throw", you mimed the action of throwing the coin, hoping it would help Minho understand you a bit better.

He quickly responds by holding three fingers up before getting shy and soothed his embarassment by massaging the back of his neck. Minho looks away momentarily to clear his throat while drinking his coffee, heavily debating how stupid he must seem for approaching someone on the basis of their physical appearing.

As he turns to focus his attention on you again but was met with your phone held up and pointed at him.

I threw three coins in as well and when I opened my eyes, I saw you. Honestly I am far from being a shallow person, but I also noticed how good looking you were and I thought I was crazy for thinking someting happened when we locked eyes for a moment.

Minho's smile grew larger with each words, suddenly blushing again.

"Yah, maybe we are drunk.. This is stupid" he finally admits the absurdity of the situation, quickly typing a follow up mesaage for you.

The superstitions behind this fountain is crazy, don't you think? I think it's silly but I think it's wonderfully insane that I saw you right after I wished for love.

Your eyes widened reading the last few words.

You seem like a sweet guy. But we barely know each other, like buy me dinner or a drink first at least.

Minho cocks his brows to look up at yoh as he reads your screen. His hands reach back to shake the now empty coffee cup in front of you. "I did buy you a drink", he cockily smirks.

"Right, you did", you rolled your eyes, pursing your lips to hide a smile. Damn Minho was one sassy boy.

"Before I go to hotel. Let us know each other better" Minho suggests with an endearing grin.

"Okay. Call"

Through broken English and Korean, you and Minho tried to squeeze in as much as you two could in speaking to each other, to know each other a little better this time. It was surprisingly easy and both of you were at ease in each other's presence. There were moments where you two shared laughter, playfully joking with the other and suddenly, despit the thinning crowd, you two were in your own bubble, conversing about life and other trivias. Even within the conversation, you two helped each other with the other's respective language.

"Mm, don't you need to go back to the hotel?"

"Yeah. I texted my team that I was still out. They probably left the wine bar already"

"Is the hotel far?"

The man shook his head, Google searching the name of the hotel to plan the journey on foot. When he stated that it was only a 30 minute walk, you had enough resolve to put on your discarded shoes and jumping to a standing position.

"Come on, I'll walk you to the hotel. We can continue learning about each other. Uhh.. We can continue to speak", you offered out your hand to Minho.

The man looks up at you with this weird sense of awe and admiration in his eyes. For some reason, he couldn't shake away this butterfly feeling his stomach. You were so casual, carefree and seemed to adopt a 'living in the moment' attitude and in that moment. It seemed okay to hold each other's hands on the way back to the hotel.

Walking side by side, the both of you confidently held onto each other, using his phone to guide you back to the hotel and using your phone to keep Papago handy for any translation help.

How could 30 minutes feel both like a lifetime and yet so short. The same sentiment could be said for the both of you, it genuinely felt like you two had known each other forever but at the same time, never knew enough of each other, but you two would still want to be in contact with the other.

In the period of walking to the hotel, you had finally deduced that the reason Minho looked so familiar was because you recognized him as a member of SHINee. When you asked him if it was offputting that he was interacting with fan, he dismissed the idea that it was uncomfortable, going as far to say, that it was pleasant because at least you weren't acting like a crazy fan, but at least now he doesn't need to hide his celebrity status from you.

What Minho learns from your side is that you and your friend are still in the middle of your European inter-railing journey and that eventually, you might return to Rome for your post-grad degree. He also learns that you plan on visiting Korea soon, offering his service to be your guide, joking that he would enforce PT excercises on you, if your Korean had not improved by then.

His last comment left you stunned for a bit. You had assumed this night would just be a one off giggle. A sweet silly anecdote for the future, but to you, it seemed like he was implying that you two would still be touch, by the time you visited Korea.

"Yes. I would like for us to keep talking to each other.."

"Really?" you were bewildered. Was Choi Minho really asking you to link up.

"Of course. Why not?" Minho lowers his back a little so he would be closer to you, catching you off guard. "Do you not like me?"

The absurdity of his question made you scoff. Of course you liked him. You would be crazy not to like him, but again he is so direct and forward that you felt like he was just joking. You ignore his question, which left him wanting for more.

It wasn't long before you two finally ended up in front of Minho's hotel and the taxi you had booked to take you back home was parked in front, waiting for you.

Seeing the taxi made Minho's heart sink, was it really going to be the last time he'll see you? You had avoided every question and suggestion he made about keeping in touch with each other and everytime he looked at you, you couldn't wait to finally go home. Was he that unlikeable? He frowns as he feels your hands leave his, watching you turn to face him now.

"Give me your handphone" you held out your hand.

Minho complies as he hands over his phone, carefully watching you go through his apps and immediately typing.

"Check it later" you smirked before folding your arms in front of you, somewhat expecting to be dismissed.

"Wait Y/N, how do I contact you?"

You motion towards his phone as you slowly retreat away from Minho, who looked more than confused and a little bit heartbroken.

As you rush towards the taxi, thanking the driver for waiting, you turn around once more to see that Minho had not moved but was waving his hand weakly.

"Bye oppa! Check your phone!" you called out for the final time before hopping into the taxi and driving off.

Minho waited outside until the taxi was out of sight before walking into the hotel and plopping down on one of the lounge chairs in the lobby. He checks his phone, remembering your words. Checking the recent apps, Notes was the last one opened and without hesitation, he copies all of it and translates it.

Oppa, I don't know if you will check this right away, but if you still remember me, my handle is @_____. This is better than my number. Hopefully I hear from you. Thank you for tonight. Coffee is on me next time okay? If you remember to text me, tell me if you think your wishes at the Trevi fountain will come though xx

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*Ding*

Your phone vibrates in your lap with a notification. A smile crosses your lips as you inspect it to see a message request from Choi Minho.

I think it will. Because you'll be my reason to come back to Rome. Good night and sweet dreams. xx

Fin.

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Whew.

It is officially and more importantly 1st of April for me and definitely in S.Korea.

His schedule in Vietnam marks the last official commitment he has to SM as a solo artist.

I am overwhelmed with emotions because our maknae has taken flight. Little chick is off to hopefully better pastures.

I hope BPM treats Taemin well and understands the capacity and magnitude he can bring to the company.

I hope Taemin finds his artistic and personal freedom in his new home.

Screw you SM and welcome home to BPM, Lee Taemin!

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The way I gagged seeing this post.

Lmao the news of Taemin signing at a new record label on what is still Easter (at least in the US time zones) is so on brand, I can't. 💀

He is rizzen.

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Follow your body rhythm..

<<a [medium spicy] taemin x reader scenario>>

Pairing: Taemin x Female!Reader

Genre: Slightly smutty.

Content Warning: Not Advised for Minors. Minors DNI. Usage of pet names.

Synopsis: In preparing for your comeback, your practice session is rudely interrupted by your ex-boyfriend and suddenly bad ideas become good ones.

Author's Note: Sometimes the way that man dances is just so sinful. Like sir who allowed you. Do you think his hip rolls in bed are just as lethal?

The music pulsated a little too loud in your head this time. Maybe that's what happens after 6 hours on the floor without taking a break, but you would get so lost in the zone, and no one else was in the studio to really remind you to chill out for a bit.

As the last note rang through the room, it was like it had hit an off switch in your body and now you are on the floor, breathing so heavily and out of breath. Your vision wasn't any better as it felt like the room was spinning and honestly you'd had better vision, blind drunk without your contact lenses than you do now. Your eyes flutter shut as you bring up your arm to cover your eyes for a bit, audibly panting as you unzip your hoodie to cool your body off.

"Mmm, be careful, being a temptress could get you hurt", a voice reacted seeing your sweatpants riding low on your hips, paired with a half mesh sports bra, almost leaving nothing to the imagination as your breasts practically pool over the top.

The sudden presence of someone shocked you and you didn't even think twice to stand up and bow your back, greeting whoever was in the room. "Hello, sunbae!", your voice tried to sound respectful and less annoyed and by the time you stand fully straight, you noticed it was Taemin standing at the doorway of the dance studio, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded. "Oh--it's ... you", the words left your breathless as you collapse down onto the ground again.

Taemin's eyes widened, flinching to reach out to you, witnessing your body drop, but seeing you groan in anger as you shift to sit up, pressing your back against the cool mirror. "Sorry, sunbae, I'll leave in a bit, just.. let me catch my breath.." you mumbled, throwing your head back to rest against the mirror.

"Working hard again hm? How's prepping for your comeback?" Taemin smiled as he steps into the room, walking towards you.

"Shit.."

"It can't be that bad..."

"I think I prefer it when I used to be a back-up dancer"

"3 years as an idol can feel like a lifetime, I suppose. Boa-noona misses you by the way. " Taemin smirks, settling down beside you.

"Has it only been three years?" , your eyes roll just enough that Taemin makes a note of it before you lie back down on the ground, suddenly feeling less pressure to leave.

"And yet you still use our studio..", he mused quietly.

Your turn your head to get a view of Taemin before rolling your eyes once more and stare at the ceiling. If it has been 3 years since you debuted, then it has been almost 4 years since you broke up with Taemin and roughly a few weeks since you last hooked up with him.

Taemin and you are old enough to know what you two were doing , and within reason, it was absolutely insane and totally wrong. The both of you were never really the 'casual sex' type of people but at the same time, you two never really had a deep meaningful conversation to know where you both stand together. You had prioritized your career, and so did Taemin, and unsurprisingly the two of you had needs. Sexual needs, that only you two could fulfil for each other.

Every morning after a 'playtime sessions' (you two have labelled it as such), you and Taemin would laugh about it over coffee, claiming that the previous night was going to be the last time and then acknowledge later on that 'last time' was not going to the 'last time'. But it worked for the both of you or at least you though it did.

"When's your first stage? How long is the promo?" Taemin's questions pulls you out of your thoughts.

"Jeez mom, relax." you giggled "Promo for 3 weeks and first stage is I think in 2 weeks, maybe later"

Taemin nodded his head and ponders for a moment before scooting his body across the floor to lie down beside you, resting on his elbows. His eyes bore holes into your body as he slowly analyses your face, biting his lips by the time his eyes cast over your plump lips, to your jawline, downwards your neck and continuing further to just the top of your exposed cleavage. He curses to himself internally, he was a fool to have let you go this long.

"So... anyone catch your eye recently?" Taemin tries to downplay his curiosity but his words carried the tone of spite behind it.

"Depends, any of your peers curious?" you hummed lightly, rotating your head to look at Taemin's reaction through his reflection. "You know, I did miss the chance to give my number to Taeyong oppa, do you think he'd still be interested?"

Taemin's face did not disappoint, you could see his jaw clench at the mention of Taeyong's name before muttering audible curses, thinking you wouldn't hear him. A fog washed over his gaze, he was deep in thought, the same blank stare he would give when he was angry. It would all steep deep in his core and he would never let it bubble over. Taemin's anger scared you before. The empty hooded gaze, the low voice, the way he'd flex his hands open only to ball up into a tight fist along with the sickly sweet tone he would adopt that has nothing but malice behind it. He mouths Taeyong's name, each time looking more and more annoyed.

You reach over to flick Taemin's forehead, sighing as you roll onto your side, looking at him. "Oppa, I was joking. Relax.."

He doesn't react, but his eyes were now on you and it felt hot and uncomfortable, like you were being judged.

"You say this, but I know he is featured in your stage as the male dance partner", Taemin's voice betrayed his apparent 'no-shits-given' appearance with a jealous tone.

"Aww baby, are you jealous?" you teased lightly, while your hand reaches up to caress his cheeks.

Instantly he melts with your touch as his head leans into your hold. You haven't called him by any sort of pet-name in a very long time. Taemin didn't even realize how much he missed it until he heard it from you. His reaction to your touch catches you off guard, quickly you pull your hand away and pull yourself upwards to a standing position, somewhat struggling to convince your body to do anything but stay beside Taemin.

"Ah oppa, I'll just get my stuff and you can have the studio" you announced without looking at him and when he gave no verbal cue back, you start walking away to the benches, quickly gathering your stuff, carelessly piling them into your duffel bag.

It was all the sudden, and you didn't even hear Taemin move across the floor, hell you didn't even hear him calling out your name, but out of nowhere, his hand was on your wrist, pulling you towards him, physically shortening the distance you created between you two. "Dance with me, y/n."

"What?"

"I've sat in a few of Taeyong's practices with the choreographer. I'd like to think I know the dance pretty well."

You stare at Taemin with wide eyes, slightly shocked unsure how to respond.

"Your phone is still connected right?" he said firmly, turning on his heel to walk towards the speakers, grabbing your phone and pausing to look at you.

Accept now and you'd look to eager. Reject and you'd be considered pretty rude. No one ever denies Taemin a chance to dance, whether he is pushing his back-up dancers for one more round, or inviting an idol to perform a song with him, and you would be no different. Without saying anything, the action of dropping whatever was in your hand while peeling off your hoodie, and walking to the middle of the studio was enough of an answer to the senior idol, who quickly presses play and shuffle.

Your body shifts into your starting position with Taemin standing off to the side, waiting for the cue to begin. As the beat drops and music plays, you begin to dance your routine as you always have but now instead of practicing it alone, you had someone with you instead. Technically, there was a list of male idols who you would share the stage with for the duration of your promotions, but you actually had not practiced with any of them yet.

It really didn't click in your head that the dance was really intimate in some ways and maybe you might be faced with a lot of hate for performing a sensual dance, with a male idol. You think it's rather tasteful, and quite a technical dance. You would count the beats in your head until Taemin's cue to essentially slide into his spot so you two could dance together.

Every longing pause, every hit of the beat, every sway of the hips, Taemin matched your rhythm and movement perfectly. Effortlessly, there was no hesitation when Taemin's body would be pressed against yours, or when you would need to lean on him as he supports your weight for a twirl. Suddenly the choreo felt electric. Any time Taemin's hands would be positioned at your hips, he would grip lightly, causing a hitch in your breath and those ghostly touches would fluidly move around your body when the choreo needed it.o

When your faces would meet, he'd have this alluring, almost seductive stare. Taemin wouldn't hold back during parts that required 'closeness' and would purposely graze, occasionally bumping his lips against the skin of your arm or shoulders.

"Mmm, tell me you aren't tempted to ditch Taeyong and have me as your partner instead" Taemin muses into your ear as he pauses.

You sigh, slightly annoyed, dropping out of your own pose to flick Taemin at the forehead. "Idiot. You are jealous"

"Why would I be? I'm not the jealous type. If you really want to dance with Yongie.. then fine." his voice laced with defeat and annoyance.

"Taem... come on. It's me. Be honest"

"Okay, maybe I am a bit jealous.." Taemin sighs as he reaches his arm out to hook around your waist, pulling you to him. "I can't help it...something about you, just makes it hard to control myself.."

"Yeah right.."

"Do I need to remind you?"

"Ah ah ah, you don't have to" you let out an annoyed groan.

At your protests, Taemin attempts to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he support you by your ass. The sudden movement causes you to yelp, trying to smack his shoulders as your arms cling around his neck. You and Taemin have been far more intimate than this but you couldn't help but to be shy at this moment. He had a childish smile on his face as he walks in circles around the studio, carrying you up and playing childish tricks on you, by pretending to drop you.

Each time you felt a pit in your stomach, you would wrap your arms tighter around him. The closeness of your two bodies gave you the chills. Did he get stronger? Why does it feel like his grip has gotten tighter? Does he look at me the same way I look at him? Thoughts flooded your brain, but it was suddenly interrupted by a cold shock running down your body.

Taemin had taken the liberty to walk towards the large mirrors, slamming your body against the cool screen, making you hiss a little. He uses the friction and leverage to slightly hoist you a little higher so he would be head height with your chest.

"Ow? What was that for?" you questioned, but there was quiver in your voice and that unmistakable glint in your eye like something had triggered within you.

"Oh sorry, I distinctively remember, that you love being pinned to the wall" the snarky yet alluring comment from Taemin caused your legs to tremble and suddenly your arousal made its presence known.

"Seriously in the studio? Where people can walk in?"

"Don't you think it's fun that way? Besides Y/N..I'm hungry" Taemin flashes a quick dirty smile before latching his lips at the top of your breasts, clamping down with a needy bite.

You barely had time to react, groaning as your head throws back. You would wantonly mewl Taemin's name as his teeth navigated closer to the hem of your sports bra, nipping at the fabric to release your nipple from its confinements. Your head lowers just in time to see him lick his lips, immediately going for the sensitive bud. "Ah..Taem..min..nggh", your words fail you.

Taemin's eyes look up to see your panting reddened face. Nothing excited him more that looking at your panicked, aroused state.

"It's about that time again Y/N..." he whispers lowly, the cool air of his breath gives you goosbumps. "Time for us to commit sin against god"

"Here, I was thinking that last time was the last time.." you chuckled, feeling a sudden twinge in your lower region.

"Oh baby, you and I both know, that's never going to happen" Taemin pushes his neck out so he could nip at your throat, before lovingly decorating it with kisses and bites.

You could only hum and lose yourself in his actions. Those damn lips were a curse, a curse you never wanted to end. It wasn't long before your fingers were wrapped in Taemin's hair, pulling him closer to you, letting him ravish you. Just beneath you, you could also feel his need for you pressing into your thigh and you couldn't help but shift just to feel it more at the spots that mattered.

"What's this princess? I though the studio was too lowly for you", he chuckles.

"Mmf, Taemin.. I can't.. I think I need you now..." you managed to speak in staggered breath.

Taemin grants you a moment of relief as your lips collide to a passionate kiss. Full of want and hotness. You couldn't help but cup his face in your hands as your tongues begin to dance, the way you two would hungrily bite each others lips.

In the deep desire to make Taemin's idol life harder, you wanted to lay your mark. Your fingers once more curl into Taemin's dark locks, now grabbing a fistful and yanking his head back so you can grant him the same 'gifts' he has blessed your neck with.

Taemin lowly growls, finding the dominance you were displaying very attractive. So he continues to allow you to place the bites. He is a grown man and resourced with talented makeup artists; a few hickeys would be no problem. What took him off guard was the way your free hand slipped to the base of his neck, applying slight pressure that ellicited a delightful moan out of him.

"Princess.. you are playing a dangerous game" he snarls, immediately grabbing your wrist and pinning it to the mirrored wall along with the slight slam of your body.

"Why? Scared I'd win..",you cocked a single brow up, taunting Taemin.

"Only because I'd let you win. Don't forget the only one begging and screaming is you.." he chuckles.

A foreign voice suddenly erupts. "Taemin-ah! Taemin-ah! Are you here Taemin-ah?"

As the door of the studio swings open, you had never found yourself and Taemin move so quick as you unfurl your legs as he quickly but gently lets you down before taking a step back.

"Oh hyung I'm here" Taemin calls out as his eyes widened staring at your chest, reaching out to quickly raise the fabric of your sport bra to hide your nipple.

"Oh Taemin you're here. Ah Y/N too. You were practicing too huh"

You raise your head to see Euisoo walking towards you two with coffee in hand. You quickly bow in greeting and keeping your head down, you rush towards your bag, picking it up from the floor and grabbing your hoodie and zipping it up to cover yourself more.

"I'm.. uh... I finished practicing.. I'll uhhh... I'll get out of your way" you stumbled to find your words after almost being caught by Taemin's manager.

Your feet quickly shuffled towards the speakers and unplugging your phone before heading to the door. You bow once more, waving your hands out to Euisoo and Taemin.

"Umm.. bye. I'll uhh.. I'll see you guys around." you nervously laughed before leaving the room.

Euisoo and Taemin chuckle to themselves, seeing you extra flustered.

Meanwhile you take the phone into your hand trying to think of what to send to Taemin as you navigate your way out of the building.

*beep beep*

Y/N sent a message : Name a place and time. Tonight. I'll show you, I can win the game too.

Despite the fact Euisoo rambling on about future schedules in line for Taemin, the idol only chuckles at the sight of your message, immediately coming up with a response.

Taemin sent a message: How about your place? Let's give your housemates something to talk about.

Y/N sent a message: Fine. But you better bring beer and rabboki.

Taemin sent a message: Food and drinks. Check. By the way, loser wears a collar for their next stage. ♥️

Y/N sent a message: 🥵 Can't wait.

[casablancarossa]

I see photos like these and more and more each day, I see Taemin as he gets more older and confident letting his personality shine through...

IS A LOT MORE BABYGIRL CODED THAN I COULD EVER WISH FOR...

I dont know why that makes me happy.. but it does.. keep living your neko nya babygirl life Taem.. 💅✨ I will eat it all up

[casablancarossa]

Hold the fucking phonee...

Someone grab Lee Taemin and get him to rerelease PYN in English with these lyrics and god help me because I might hurt myself. The dance suddenly feels more 🌶️🌶️🌶️.

oh my god