This story is one of the series.

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Please.

Now a total of 3 have come out.

For the sake of a fun and exciting experience, I am not sorting out which one is part 1, 2, or 3. Which one should I read first?

It's freestyle.

So...

Let's Go!!!!

Tell Me : Can I Go on love you??

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Tell Me : May you choose me as substitution??

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Tell Me : Did I love or hate you??

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Warning: This fiction is only a fictitious story of the author. Don't be angry at the author...if you read it and are dissatisfied with the author...I repeat, it's a hypothetical, a hypothetical...haha. Read for entertainment?

“Love is giving, giving everything, getting everything. Until the end There will be only watching.”

I have heard many people say that love is about giving. But I often think Is that possible? Isn't it a little difficult? Is it too difficult for us to be able to give everything to someone? And if they give it all, give it all, give it all, until there is nothing more that can be given? And will we become just spectators?

But for people who are selfish like me I probably wouldn't be able to give him that much...

....at least I just want to be able to breathe....

...but if I'm still breathing But I'm without that person....

....What benefit will it have?...

Is this a thought? That made me understand that...

In the end I want to be just a spectator, looking at the person I love. Just look only....

night sky Tonight, the sky is still dark. There was only the soft moonlight shining in the distance. There is a sky and a moon. But no matter how I look at it, I don't feel at peace. That's probably because A dull gray sheet of enormous rain clouds expanded and covered almost the entire area of ​​the mountain.

Sky, the night sky is wet with rain clouds at the end of winter before entering spring....

The moving air mass or the warm breeze that carries the humid scent of rain clouds. It blew past and hit the faces of many people below. A large crowd of people gathered together on the grass of a stadium. There was no way they could pretend to be afraid of the rain that would soon begin to fall. Scatter blue water beads

Singing a song of wetness Releasing the sound of competing with many artists, many labels, many labels, who are queuing up to sing songs on this magic....including

SHINee

will join together to perform on this concert stage to welcome the upcoming spring.

A crate will also arrive.

“Thank you very much, thank you,” five voices in unison sang into the microphone, calling out to the audience, the audience below. along with joining hands with the band members Shaking hands, they bowed to the crowd of viewers who applauded in appreciation. admiration for the performance that just ended Then they slowly walked down the stage.

Walked straight to the seven-seat family car that was waiting not too far away. to travel home to go back to relax

The small of her back leans against the back of the sofa. Let your head touch the cushion that rests your neck on the edge of the sofa. Raise one thin forearm. Lifted up to the forehead Let your eyelids droop down to block your large eyes. The chest plate rose and fell slowly. Take a deep breath to fill your lungs.

I just hope that this little heart will gradually work. Let it rest. Let it calm down a bit.

The heaviness in his heart had not been released or eased in the slightest. It was probably because when he closed his eyes, he often saw images of the group's youngest figure or member looking intently at work. Dedicated to singing songs to lull the audience Fully move your body to sway to the music. It creates entertainment and makes many people enjoy the performance to the point where there are often people cheering.

Accompanying as well

But this time, today's concert Nong Nut, the youngest Instead, he looked tired and weak. Not as strong and not as energetic as always and more than that The smile on the face that always appears on a smooth, clear face. It seems like that smile today might be tiring to greet many people.

And above all else, it made him feel extremely tired. Taemin didn't turn and tried not to meet his eyes...

Even though the dance style

SHINee

It is designed to allow for movement and change of position. or always standing at the same point It was as if he wanted to create a greeting among the members. Happens while dancing There is a form of greeting that does not have to be conveyed through the vocal cords. It's the simplest form of greeting. That is, with a smile or eye contact.

Distracting thoughts that collide with each other until it causes a headache. Causing the small chest to ripple faster and faster, as if it were an effect caused by a mental state...

"Key...is something wrong?" His voice was gentle. The palm of your hand gently rests on the small area on the left side. Squeeze and gently stimulate. It only took a little effort to regain consciousness of the small figure who was leaning back on the sofa, raising his head and putting his hands on his body.

I'm covering my face to feel it.

"No..." Key answered shortly. Opening his eyes, he turned to look at the owner of the voice and smiled, giving a slight smile to the owner of the gentle voice sitting next to him.

A round face with light brown hair, small round eyes, full lips, Key stared at the face of the person next to him. The person beside you who always has smiling lips. Someone who always makes everyone around them laugh. A person who always seems to radiate a glow of warmth. The person who is known as the leader of the band, P'Onew

Key gave another small smile. A smile that seemed completely forced Smiling tiredly, it was a smile that didn't deserve a bright smile. Or the gentle look in your eyes showing concern If the person in front of me isn't Onew This Key probably wouldn't receive such warmth in return...Onew always smiled warmly.

Onew's smile is soft and gentle, and Onew's smile like this often happens to Key.

“If there's something you're uncomfortable with...you can tell me,” Onew said and looked meaningfully into Key's eyes. He intended to let the person in front of him know and understand that He was about to convey some meaning to this person.

“................” Key didn't say anything, but smiled, forced a smile, and then looked away from Onew and turned to the TV in front of him that was showing the picture.

Onew followed Key's eyes. Look at Key's face as he looks away from him and turns to stare at the picture on the square screen. Key looked straight at it. But Key's eyesight drifted away. It's as if the picture in front of us.....is not the destination of our eyes.

Onew and Key sat together on the sofa in the living room. two people sitting together Been sitting here since coming back from the concert. And there were only the two of them here. The remaining three They go their separate ways. Everyone headed towards the bedroom. Each person's bedroom

Key's blank eyes continued to stare straight ahead. The change in the image on the square TV screen is not in the perception of the big round eyes.

From now on it looks drifting and empty...Key sees see those pictures But it just didn't have enough influence to attract him to it.

Is this the uncomfortable emptiness that makes the sky outside so unbearable that you have to let go?

Cold rain gradually falling Let the waters of the sky Gently hitting the glass door to relieve the silence.

Key's rising up caused someone else sitting next to him to wake up. The people who were watching Key's behavior were slightly startled. Startled, two slender legs suddenly walked. Walk straight to the wooden stairs. A staircase leads up to the second floor of this house. Key walked towards that direction without saying a word.

Walked up to the second floor, an area that wasn't his bedroom. It was an area where he hardly needed to go up. If he doesn't want to go find someone else. Who Onew is is not difficult to guess.

....Onew knows who Key is going to see......

Small round eyes followed the back of the key. Look until the secret key disappears upstairs. He slowly closed his eyes. Let your head rest on the back of the sofa. And think of a picture of someone's face...

A slender, sweet, beautiful face, white and clear cheeks, full lips, big, sparkling eyes. The sweet face of the person who is known as the "Eomma" of the group. Such images often appear to him. Every time, even when waking up or dreaming It was as if those pictures had some kind of privilege. The right to invade your heart arbitrarily invaded and come make this man Let's make this Onew delirious.

The smile that was on Onew's face faded. Slowly fading as some thoughts entered Onew's mind. The image of Key's small body slowly disappearing towards the second floor. Every day, it was a behavior he often saw Key do. Keys usually do that. Key always goes to see Taemin before Taemin goes to bed.

I don't know how long Onew let himself get lost in his thoughts. Obsessed with the image of Key walking away from him to go find Taemin. That picture played on repeat. It's like a CD player playing images over and over. But he suddenly had to open his eyes because he felt the slight collapse of the seat next to him.

Key walks back Walked back and sat next to Onew, not speaking, sitting next to him quietly, letting his eyes wander. Looking blankly at the front

“Key,” Onew's soft voice called out to his small figure. Ready to place a large hand on the small palm. Onew held Key's hand that was resting on the edge of the sofa.

It was as if Onew's heart was being squeezed. He felt as if his heart was compressed. He just saw the key's face. Just turn around and look. The lips were full and beautifully pressed together to block the feelings inside. The eyes were beautiful and clear, blocked by a veil of tears that welled up at the edge of the eye. It trembled, it fluttered, as if the veil of tears could collapse at any moment. when

Onew gently squeezed the key's hand. It was soft, it was very light, like a person was about to run out of energy, run out of energy, tired and discouraged from having to see the person we care about...tremble. Trembling with sorrow

“I... went to find... Taemin...,” Key said slowly, as if trying to block out his feelings. It's as if you're tired.

"I...." His voice trailed off because it was covered by a trance in the left side of his chest.

“I...told him....”

“....I love Taemin....but...” Key couldn't finish speaking. He couldn't continue, his sweet face lowered. Two small hands covered his face. He tried his best to block the tears that were flowing down streams. The curtain of tears has broken down. It collapsed with something oppressive. The pressure that arises from the images and feelings within the mind.

A thin figure of a familiar person listening uncomfortably to Key's words of love. The image of the little person who seemed to suffer when he heard the words “He loves Taemin, Key loves Taemin.” The image of the small back turning away as if to reject what Key offered. Refuse the love that Key gives Refuse the words of love that he tells you Refuse the effort that seems to be wasted

Onew couldn't take it anymore. His heart ached like it was being squeezed, throttled, clenched tightly every time he saw tears. The beach with the clear tears of the person in front of us. Key's tears.

Two strong arms gathered Key's trembling body into an embrace. Two arms wrapped around each other, conveying warmth To relieve the coldness and trauma that is hidden inside Key's heart.

During this time, Key didn't want to think about anything else and accepted Onew's touch. Hug Onew back with a trembling body Buried his face against the broad shoulders of his thick body. Letting tears flow down your cheeks Let it flow down.

“Cry it out, Key.” Onew closed his eyes when he felt a warm, wet feeling on his left shoulder. He wanted the small body to vent his frustration. Let it out through the tears Let it all out. And this person is the one who uses this shoulder to carry every tear. This Onew will bear Key's suffering.

Sadness, disappointment, all the unpleasant feelings. It is embracing both of them. It creates an invisible wall of corruption. Surrounded as if it felt like... right now, in this place, there were only two people drowning in the waters of suffering. Without even knowing that

There was the sight of someone else's tall, slender figure staring at him. He looked at them with an unfathomable expression. He looked silent for a moment and then walked away. Minho walked out of his bedroom downstairs. He turned to look at Key and Onew. Just look for a moment Then walk up the stairs.

.....suddenly..... The door slammed against the edge of the door. It doesn't sound far on anyone else's door. It was the sound of the door in the next room. The sound of Taemin's room door

The sharp-faced figure of someone sitting back against the back of a chair. Sitting and reading various messages that appeared on a small square screen. on the notebook computer screen Sharp eyes focused on it. But was interrupted by a sudden noise. That sound, although it wasn't very loud,

But it didn't attract much attention. That might be because it happened nearby. Or because it was coming from Taemin's room. Taemin who went to bed early in the evening

The ceiling light was left on in the early evening. Shining bright light Shining light in the bedroom A bedroom of a well-proportioned body, sharp face, beautiful eyes. The nose is high and ridged. Beautiful thin lips and tanned skin, Jonghyun's little sister.

Today, like the other two members, Jonghyun went to bed early. No matter how weak he felt But he couldn't close his eyes to sleep. So he decided to turn on his small computer and sit and read. He sat with it absentmindedly.

Empty eyes looked at the many pictures that appeared on Bock's website.

SHINee

that flows down Scrolls down every time the mouse is moved down. Many messages passed, passed, he looked through them. Until the sharp eyes widened slightly and the thin petals of the mouth moved and emitted a sound.

Yong softly said...

“SHINee

Are you working too hard? Today everyone when they performed at the concert earlier in the evening. Let's look at it slowly....If anything, find some time to relax. Many of you are worried." He finished reading the message. A warm, sweet feeling sparkles in my heart. He is grateful. Thank you so much for having lovely fans who both support and encourage them like this.

always

Jonghyun ran his eyes and read the message over and over. But every time he reads the word tired His heart felt incredibly heavy.

He stood up to his full height. Step your feet out onto the balcony in front of the room. Walk out and stand and feel the cool breeze and the humidity after the rain that's packed into the air...

A large palm rested against the cold iron balcony railing. Sharp eyes closed. Take a deep breath, take in the smell of the wind, the rain, and the spring that's coming soon. Stand and receive the gentleness of nature. Let it slowly penetrate into your mind..........Sharp face raised to the cool breeze. Let the breeze hit your face.

...He was immersed in the atmosphere outside the hill for a long time...

The clock hands keep moving in circles. Walking after the changes of time...

Jonghyun walked back into the room. Walked over and looked at the clock hanging on the wall of the room. The one that says the time is 2:00 a.m....

He walked past the soft bed. He walked past the desk, opened the door, and walked out of his bedroom. Long legs walked forward and stopped in front of someone's room. On the wooden door, there are cute cartoon characters decorated on a wooden sign hanging with names in front of the room. And then it read:

...Taemin...

Jonghyun gently opened the door. Then close it when you insert yourself into the room. His long legs walked with light steps and walked towards the bedside of the little figure who was fast asleep. He sat down next to the small body.

“Taemin,” his lips slightly parted, his words coming out in shock. When he saw the clear water droplets at the edge of his eye reflecting on the moonlight that filtered into the room. The teardrops shone brightly. It was just a small, round teardrop. But it made him feel the agony of having something sharp cut deep into his heart.

Those tears flickered every time the little body breathed in and out. It trembles at the edges of her beautiful eyes that now look swollen and bruised...

It was as if everything was running automatically. It was without him even realizing it. His thin lips kissed away those sparkling tears. ...Jonghyun kissed lightly at the corner of Tin's eye.

Slender fingers gently spread and wipe away the faint tear stains on the smooth, clear cheeks. Gently wipe it away. Sharp eyes stared at the sweet, slender, cute face. stare meaningfully

Jonghyun's warmth and concern for Taemin were transmitted through those sharp eyes and the touch of his big palm that gently stroked his soft hair...

...It's such a pity that Taemin didn't realize it....

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