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wonpearl · 7 months
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shinee bios 👐🏻
𝗄ⲓ𝖻𝗎𝗆 १ 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 ﹠ 𝗀𝗋ᧉ⍺𝗍 ♡
𝗃ⲓ𝗇𝗄ⲓ ꒰ 나의 사랑 ꒱ 𝖿𝗈ꭇ 𝗅ⲓ𝖿ᧉ ຯ
𝗍⍺ᧉ𝗆ⲓ𝗇 ✶ เจ้าชาย 𝗆𝗒 𝗁ᧉ⍺𝗋𝗍 ꒱
꒰ ꒰ 𝗆ⲓ𝗇𝗁𝗈 ⲓ𝗍'𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗈 ⛥ 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽
⋕ 𝗃𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 𓇼 𝗆𝗒 𝗉ᧉ⍺𝖼𝗁 🪽
©ㅤwonpearlㅤ/ㅤwonzonieㅤ﹒
não retirar os devidos créditos
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k-keyzito · 2 years
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⨳ ◟jinki icons! ˒
🎲:: like ou reblog for you to save [don't plagiarize pls]
https://www.instagram.com/kkoongieweb/
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itachigoth · 4 years
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ㅤㅤkibum bios.
⌗ 魂! ' 𖦹 𝗸𝗲𝘆 𓍢 ᵕ̈ 𝟫𝟣. ★
♡! — ⩩ 𝗸。 𓂅 ∞ 𝗯. ꩜
، 愛 ' ໑ 𓈈 𝗸𝗶𝗯𝘂𝗺. ꗃ ‹𝟹
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chaemingly · 3 years
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𖥻 kibum (shinee) bios! ଓ
𝗸 ᝐ 𝟫𝟣 범. ♥︎
기   ᕬ  ˓   범   ⑅  𝘃𝗶𝗹𝗹͟𝗲
، 기 𓏸 범 ⌗ 🌱 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝗲𝗿𝗌.
﹟기 𓎆 𝗯. ✦ 집
𝗸기 ⊹ 요정' 🦋 𝗯.
⪧ 亮 ∩ 𝗸𝗲𝘆. ♥︎
like or reblog if u save/use, thanks.
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min6sung · 3 years
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SHINee 샤이니 'Sherlock•셜록 (Clue + Note)'
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shi6nee · 4 years
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ㅤ起範 ˒ 𝑘. ໑ 的𓈒
ㅤ𝗸𝗲𝘆.ㅤ𓈈ㅤ🚎ㅤ宰
ㅤ金ㅤᨏㅤᐢㅤ𝗸𝗲𝘆.ㅤ♥︎
ㅤ♥︎ㅤ斯ㅤ𝗸𝗲𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗴 ˒ㅤ🜸
ㅤㅤ· kim kibum (key) bios. ♥︎
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ʚĭɞ 𓂃 ﹫kaovhs on twitter.
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5hineedits · 4 years
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• 𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙀 𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙔 𝘽𝙄𝙊𝙎
. . .🥛🥢 샤이니 𖥻 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲.𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒
⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ㅤ 𝐎𝐓𝟓 ⋆ 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 ;
🧊 ، 샤이니 ♥︎ 𝙢𝙖 𝒄𝒐𝒔.𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴. . . 𖥻
• 𝙆𝙄𝘽𝙐𝙈
⍈ ♡ 𝟵𝟭' 기범 🛒 ❛𝑘𝑖.𝗯𝘂𝗺
♡︎  ⊹ 𝑏𝑢𝑚𝑘𝑒𝑦𝑘 : 기!범 🍂
⌕° 김기범 ♥︎ 𝟵𝟭' : 𝗸𝗶𝗺 🌿
• 𝙏𝘼𝙀𝙈𝙄𝙉
ؘ ⿻ ☕ 태민  ☼𝆬  𝟗𝟑'
태민 ⋅ 𝘵𝘢𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯 ٫ 𝟗𝟑' ─ 𝑐𝑜𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑐 𝑏𝑜𝑦. . .🕊♡
𖥻ㅤ태민 ⌕ ㅤ ダーリン
• 𝙅𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙄
ㅤ🌱ㅤㅤ، 진기 ─ 𝟴𝟵' 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞.
. . . ⌕ 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑑𝑎𝑦 ≈ 𝑑𝑙𝑠𝑡𝑚𝑥𝑘𝑎𝑘𝑤𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑙 · 오뉴
، ⊹ 오뉴 ➭ 𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝗃𝗈𝗒 🛴💨
• 𝙅𝙅𝙊𝙉𝙂
ㅤ김종현 ، 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝖼 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝑦𝑜𝑢 。⠀․⠀๋
ㅤ⌗ 𝟪 · 𝑗𝑗𝑜𝑛𝑔 • 𝟣𝟫𝟫𝟢
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋆. 𝟣𝟫𝟫𝟢 ̨ 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 ─ 🕊. . .
• 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙃𝙊
⎙  › 최민호 ⊹ 𝒎𝒊·𝒓𝒂·𝒄𝒍𝒆. . . 🪐
ㅤ ㅤㅤ 🌿 민호  ♥︎ %  𝑗𝑒 𝑡`𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒  !
. . . 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀' ⌕ ˇ 민’호 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 🪐 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ☄️ ~~~~~~~~~~~~
oi oiii, tudo bem?? voltei com essas bios que são uns amores, espero que gostem.
• like se você gostou/salvou. 🌿
• like if you save/use. 🌿
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fr-omis · 4 years
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★ SHINEE TAEMIN MESSY ICONS 🛴💨
like or reblog if u save!!
@ f4irydodo on twitter.
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dibidibifiction · 3 years
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Virtual Walls: Part 1
Pairing: Choi Minho x Reader Word count: 2.6k
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction made for personal entertainment of readers. The writer does not ever intend to offend her readers nor does she aim to spread false information about anyone as to pay any disrespect to the real-life persons whom the characters are based on. She also does not claim ownership to any of the images that are being used.
masterlist 
. . . 
4 DAYS BEFORE CONCERT
MINHO
“What could have happened to her?” I mumble to myself while I stare at our chat conversation.
“What could have happened to who?” Kibum suddenly sneaks up behind me, distracting my train of thought.
“Oh, hey.” 
“What is going on with you?” He immediately noticed the apathy in my voice.
“He’s hung up on this girl he met on the internet. Apparently, she hasn’t messaged him in days.” Jinki says mockingly as he walks into the practice room from lunch.
“Hyung!” I yell at him, shaking my head. That is too much information. 
“Really?” Kibum’s eyes widen in incredulity. “Hey, did you know that Minho’s got a girlfriend?” He turns to Jonghyun who just approached our circle.
“No, but I did notice that he’s been a little checked out lately,” Jonghyun Hyung informs everyone. “Wait, is that why? It’s because of her?” he asks me.
“She is not my girlfriend,” I say defensively. “I mean, we’re not there yet.”
“Okay, I’m losing interest,” Kibum declares, turning around with his hands in the air and leaving the conversation.
I sigh in frustration. This has been the longest we haven’t talked at all. Not even a ‘hello’ or a ‘good night.’ The last text she sent me was that she wasn’t sleeping well lately and that she was too exhausted. That was around eleven PM three nights ago. I can’t help but think that she might get sick and that no one can be there to take care of her. Maybe that’s why she’s not able to reply to my messages.
“Don’t worry about it too much. Just give her a little more time. Maybe she’ll have a reasonable explanation,” Jonghyun Hyung says as he taps my shoulder, trying to uplift me. “Come on. Lunch is over. We still have a lot to practice.”
Right, the rehearsal. The boys and I have a concert coming up and we’ve been hard at work for months now. It’s actually a good thing that I’m busy for a while so I can forget about her for at least a second. I can manage to snap out of it in order to focus since another important thing for me is our supporters. I can’t afford to let them down, can I?
But the thing is I haven’t stopped thinking about Y/n ever since we first talked via video call. I don’t normally chat up some random person I meet online and promptly connect with them. This is such a rare occurrence and so unexpected that it overwhelmed me for some time until I got used to that feeling. I got used to her sending me messages about her days, sending me selfies and telling me some random things that make me laugh. 
Now, it all disappeared. I don’t exactly know why.
Six months ago, the day after my birthday, I was trying to dig in more of Instagram since I was literally new at it. I started to follow some film photographers. When I was scrolling down my Explore page, I came across a certain photo. I couldn’t pinpoint the certain detail that caught my attention but it fascinated me immediately. I didn’t think much about it so I hit like. 
It was a grayscale photo of a woman with messy short hair from the wind at a beach somewhere. Her face doesn’t even show because it’s blurry for a motion purpose. It may not be much but I was mesmerized by it. It seemed so aesthetic and I thought it was ingenious and indescribable.
At that very second, I noticed that Taemin liked the photo too. He probably knew the photographer from his solo shoots. 
I tapped on the mentioned model. To my awkward dissatisfaction, her account was private. At least I could read her bio, as what Kibum taught me it’s called. There was nothing much written on there but the South Korean flag, an airplane, and the Philippine flag emojis. Below it, it said Followed by lm_____ltm. 
Curiosity spreads in my head. But at that time, I couldn’t do anything with it but just go back to work, preparing and rehearsing for the drama I was invited to be a part of. 
The next day was a busy one. I had meetings, photoshoots and a magazine interview.
When the night came and I was finally settled at home, I decided to check my Instagram while I rested my tired feet before getting into the shower. 
To my pleasant surprise, I got a message from the girl in the photo I liked. She followed me immediately. I followed her back. Her feed was full of aesthetic and artistic portraits. She also took some great landscapes and some photos are from photographers she worked for as a model. She’s pretty talented.
Hi, Minho! I just want to say thank you for liking the photo. It meant a lot to me so, again, thank you. Hope you had a good day.  
So I wrote a reply. And from there, we chatted for an hour. The basic get-to-know stuff such as childhood, hometowns, job histories, and families. Nothing too deep.
Although unexpectedly, our conversation did start getting deeper, especially when she was talking about her father. She eventually suggested video chat so that it was easier to talk. Her eyes were a little teary while telling me how she felt all her life under her dad’s roof. I was a little surprised when she opened up to me right away, but of course I really wanted to listen as well. I felt honored to learn about her inner personality that early.
We did not only talk about her, but also, I felt comfortable sharing things with her. I told her how much soccer means to me and for the first time, no one made fun of me or told me that soccer is so boring. (Yes, I’m talking about Kibum.) She didn’t cut me off no matter how long I had been rambling about my experience in the military and how my career turned my life around. It’s like she already saw right through me and was just listening while resting her chin on her hand, nodding and laughing along, asking questions when she needed to. She showed me that she was engaged in what I was saying.
After we had to hang up, it felt like we’ve known each other for a very long time. I missed her already.
. . .
8 DAYS BEFORE CONCERT
Y/N
“Oh, honey. I can’t wait to see you,” Mom says on video chat, her voice cracking.
My throat starts to sore from trying not to tear up as well. I haven’t been with my friends and family, basically my real life, for over two years ever since my dad and I had the biggest fight ever. 
“I’m going to pick you up at the airport, okay? I’ll send you the flight details via email.”
“Okay, Mom. Thanks. I’ll talk to you later,” I say, smiling lovingly at her. “I love you.”
“Love you, too, honey,” she says back before hanging up.
And I let it rip. I shut my laptop and cry my eyes out. I have not cried like this since my first day here. 
Before all this happened, I was in my first year of medical school, which was my biggest life frustration. I wanted to be an artist. Still do. My father just never stopped controlling my life even when I turned into an adult. When I told him that I wasn’t going through med school, he just ignored me. But then he found my photos online, that’s when he flipped out. 
“What’s next? Pornography?” he screamed at me. He got so furious that his veins were showing on his temples.
I normally wouldn’t talk back at him, let alone raise my voice in any way at anyone. This time, I snapped. “Being a model and an artist is different from doing porn, Dad. Did you ever even ask what I want? For once, open your fucking mind!”
Before I knew it, a rush of hot sensation electrified on the side of my face, making my sight blurry and my hearing faint for a minute. The next thing I knew was my nose wouldn’t stop bleeding. My father’s slap felt like a punch of a giant considering that he’s six-foot tall and I’m just a five-four. I didn’t get to hear his reproach and his after-all-what-I’ve-done-for-you poppycock, which I’ve heard all my life anyway.
I had it. I had enough. I needed to get out of that house. With my bleeding nose and faint hearing, I went up to my room and packed a suitcase. 
It was my mom’s idea for me to get out of the country and go somewhere far from home, somewhere paradisiacal. Most importantly, being out of my father’s reach in order to heal by myself. Thank goodness my mom is a business woman who travelled a lot and got connections in tourism all over Asia. That’s how she got to send me here in Coron.
I wipe off my tears once I see Minho calling me through video chat on my phone screen. 
I open my laptop again to accept his call.
“Look at this,” he says. His camera moves from side to side, showing me the empty audience area of the Olympic Gymnastics Arena.
“Wow! That is crazy,” I exclaim. “Well, probably not that crazy to you since you’ve done that like a million times?” I giggle at him while he flips his camera so I can see his handsome face.
“I can never get used to this. Really.” He shakes his head in delighted disbelief. “I wish you could be here.”
“I know. I’m sorry I can’t.” I bite my lip. My butthole is cringing as I keep lying to him. I’m just not good at it. The only person I’m good at lying is to my dad. 
“That’s okay. I’ll come and visit you there once my schedule loosens,” he smiles brightly at me.
“Sure, if that ever happens,” I say sarcastically, rolling my eyeballs.
“Shut up,” he laughs. “Anyway, I called so that I can see your face since I won’t be able to see you in a while I suppose. I’m going to be busier this week, with the concert coming up.”
“Yeah, I get it. Just text me whenever. I’ll be right here,” I bite my lip again. That is such a lie. I’m also trying not to react to the fact that he'll miss me.
“Alright. I have to go.”
“Work hard.” I wave at the screen. “Don’t hurt yourself!”
I hear his laugh before hanging up.
I’ve been thinking long and hard about this. I’ve been out here for far too long and I think it’s time to go back and face everything. Face my dad. Maybe that’s the purpose of meeting Minho. I know we haven’t literally met yet, but his impact in my life is unbelievable. Who would’ve thought that I could connect with somebody like this? Given that this has been the lowest point of my life.
I decided to surprise him by showing up to SHINee’s concert next week in Seoul. This gesture doesn’t even begin to express how grateful I am for him to walk into life. It’s just crazy whenever I think about it.
It was six months ago when I first encountered him. My friends back home kept messaging me for days that “Minho from SHINee” liked the photo I was in. 
SHINee? I thought to myself. What’s the big deal then? The name sounded familiar, but I definitely had no idea who Choi Minho was.
So I tried to google ‘SHINee.’ When the results appeared, I immediately recognized Taemin, who I met at a club in Seoul one night. I then randomly ran into him again at a photoshoot of him with a photographer I worked for months before leaving the country. We kind of hit it off then, so we’ve been friends ever since. 
During my stay here in the last two years, Taemin had sent me huge packages of my favorite local junk food several times since he knew that I missed home so much. 
I tried calling him to ask about Minho at the time but he didn’t answer. Typical Lee Taemin. He was always busy. So I just continued relying on Google and YouTube.
I was on the computer for hours just watching every video I found of Minho: performances, fancams, press cons, variety show guestings. I came across his ‘I’m Home’ music video and I remember being incredibly attracted to him right away. In his grey and white luxurious home wear and with his short hair. Also, in the behind-the-scenes video of it, he was so adorable that I was at the brink of fangirling. I watched every music video of SHINee when I couldn’t get enough of him. He’s a real Rap God. And I must say, he looked so hot with red hair.
After realizing that Minho was indeed a big deal, I wrote a message to send him, just to thank him for his appreciation on my photo.
The next night, I heard my phone ding after I got out of the bath.
“Oh, my God.” I gasped. I couldn’t believe that Choi Minho had replied to my message. It’s not even worth replying to. I didn’t realize I didn’t exhale from the gasp until my heart started to jump. 
I really liked your photo. It’s simple yet I connect to it like I can’t describe. Even though your face doesn’t show much, it’s a great photograph in general.
The message said that I received it 21 hours ago. Why did my stupid phone notify me just then? 
My heart wouldn’t stop racing like trying to get out of my ribcage, I was panicking. I don't remember how it happened, but I naturally invited him to video chat after an hour of just texting. 
For my poor heart to handle, he agreed right away.
We talked for hours that night. I genuinely started to feel like I had known him for a very long time. After hearing about his entire military service and his intense excitement for soccer, I didn’t feel like fangirling at all. Well, I did become his biggest fan but in the most supportive friendly way. I remember smiling involuntarily when I watched his eyes burn with so much passion as he spoke about the things he loves. He was telling me about how his life came about in an unexpected turn when he became a singer instead of a soccer player or a sports team owner. His career changed his life in the most beautiful way. Additionally, the love he has for his supporters, the way he talked about them, “Shawol” as he calls them, he doesn’t just refer to them as his fans but rather his family to take care of. It was unbelievably heart-warming watching the glimmer in his eyes and the smile on his face despite the ever-buffering internet connection.
Since then, there was never a day we didn’t text each other on Instagram messenger. Even when he’s busy from all his tight schedules, I’d still send him random selfies and silly voice messages to hopefully relieve him from stress somehow. 
And now, I can’t get more excited to actually be with him. I can finally break these virtual walls and this huge ocean between us. I’ll be seeing him in a week and I’ve never felt this happy in so long. 
PART 2 
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somaybeimbiased · 7 years
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Shut up.
Taekey please! Kibum is in love with Taemin. But they are friends. So when they are playing Truth or Dare in their company of friends one day, Kibum's dare is to kiss someone(french kiss). He chooses Taemin. Thanks!  -Anon
It was going to be a good night, he could feel it.
Cast parties were always either really fun, or really boring. There wasn’t usually an in between. Kibum had just come to the conclusion that this one was one of the boring ones. They had a smaller cast of around 13 people, so there were good opportunities to make the night memorable, but everyone was just sitting around Jonghyun’s basement talking. Most of his friends were there; Jinki, Jjong, Minho, Krystal, Luna, and of course, Taemin.
Little Taemin, their sophomore dance prodigy with the voice on an angel. There was no wonder why the underclassmen had made the small cast of the musical with a good part. Kibum had had a crush on the younger blond ever since he took the dance solo from him in his freshman year.
Taemin was currently sat on the floor next to Jongin and Ravi inhaling a few slices of pizza Jonghyun’s mom had bought them for a late dinner.
It was an hour into the party, everyone but Jinki was finished eating, and Kibum decided it was time to spice things up. Jjong’s parents had gone out, his sister was at a friend’s house, so Kibum figured no one would mind if they had a little fun. What’s the worst that could happen?
“What does everyone say to a game of good ol’ truth or dare?” Kibum proposed, speaking up over the small conversations through the room. He noticed a few people perk up, and a few groan which made him smirk. EVeryone knew that Kibum gave out the worst dares for people, because he knew what everyone’s secrets were and he could make them do what he wanted if given the chance.
A general consensus of the group decided they would play no limit truth or dare. Everyone moved into a somewhat deformed circle while Jonghyun ran into the kitchen to grab an empty bottle of wine. Once everyone was finished shuffling around Jjong put the bottle in the middle of the floor and plopped himself down next to Jinki.
“I’ll go first.” Kibum said with a wicked grin, spinning the bottle to have it land on Krystal. She groaned loudly from her spot beside Luna on the couch.
“Truth or dare?”
“Truth.” She answered quickly.
“Fuck marry kill, Taemin Jongin and Ravi.” Kibum said without missing a beat.  Krystal’s eyes widened for a second and she blushed.
“Fuck Taem, marry Jongin, and sorry Ravi….” she said after thinking for a few moments. Jongin and Taemin high fived and made fun of Ravi while Krystal took her turn, landing on Minho.
“Dare me.” Minho said immediately.
Krystal took a couple seconds to think before smirking.
“I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with Jonghyun.” She said. Minho’s jaw dropped.
“Getting so dirty so soon?” Jonghyun said quietly, a blush staining his cheeks. Krystal nodded, “Now unless Minho wants the penalty, I suggest you two make your way to the closet. And don’t forget to spin before you go lovebirds” She teased, flashing them a cheeky smile. Minho visibly gulped at the thought of the punishment. Whoever didn’t complete the dare had to run down to the street light at the end of the block and back in the nude while screaming a phrase chosen by the other members. He nodded and stood, Jonghyun also standing. He bent down and spun the bottle, it landing on Ravi signaling that the turn was passed onto him. Jonghyun then pulled Minho into the closet and they shut the door behind them.
Ravi moved forwards and spun the bottle, everyone watching it land on Taemin. He snickered and turned to the younger sitting beside him. “Truth or dare Taem?”
“Hmm, dare, and make it a good one.” He grinned.
Within an hour the game had escalated; Minho and Jonghyun came back with puffy lips and messy hair, Luna and Ravi and given Jinki multiple hickeys on his thighs, Jongin got to change all of Krystal’s social media profile pictures and bios to “daddy’s girl” with a picture of Taemin in drag, which had also happened. And now Taemin was currently sat in Kibum’s lap due to yet another bland dare via Jinki.
Taemin spun the bottle and it landed on Minho.
“Truth or dare?” Taemin asked him, flashing him a cheeky grin.
“I know your tricks you little shit, I choose truth.”
“How big is your dick?” Taemin replied immediately followed by a gasp from Jonghyun and a choke from Minho.
“Umm, do I have to an-”
“Yes, let’s hear it Mango” Kibum cut in, teasing the younger.
Minho huffed, “I’m like, 16 centimeters, okay?” he said quickly before turning to hide his blushing face in the arm of the couch.
Taemin’s jaw dropped and he turned to Jonghyun, “Not bad.” He said, sending him a wink.
Minho sighed and then spun the bottle, fuming in embarrassment towards Taemin and Kibum.
The bottle landed on Kibum, and Minho didn’t even have to ask, because Kibum had a rule of only accepting dares.
“Bum, I dare you to chose the person you find the most attractive in the room, and then you have to make out with each other for ten minutes.”
Kibum blinked at him, as if processing what he just said, “But you and Jjong only had to do that for like, 7 minutes.”
“Don’t dish it out if you can’t handle it.” the younger teased him with a smirk.
“Fine. fine. Come on Taemin.” Kibum said quietly, pushing Taemin up and off of him at the same time.
“Me and you?” Taemin asked, confused.
“Yeah, you’re the second most attractive one in this room, behind me of course.” Kibum said, winking at the younger before pulling himself up as well. He heard a few people whispering, but his gaze was fixed on Minho, glaring at him. Him and Jinki were the only ones he’d told about his infatuation with the younger male. And it had just backfired on him because he knew that if he didn’t pick Taemin, Minho would’ve called him out. Sometimes he really hated how spiteful Minho could be.
Kibum pulled Taemin with him into Jonghyun’s closet they used for these things, it only had a cabinet of blankets in it, so no one ever really complained. They heard the door shut behind them and click with the lock. Who knew how long the others would keep them in there.
“Kibummie, you don’t have to do this is you don’t want, we could just, like pretend.” Taemin offered, noticing that Kibum was putting off an awkward aura.
“Hell no, I’m no coward Taeminnie, I’m hot and you’re hot, and this is a dare, so let’s just enjoy it, yeah?” Kibum said, and the only response he got was a barely visible head nod from Taemin. At least that shut him up.
Kibum slowly ran his hands up Taemin’s sides and then pushed the younger up against the wall, pinning him there. “You’re so hot Tae, you know that?” He purred in a low voice before connecting their lips. This wasn’t the first time they’d kissed, but it would be the first time they made out, dare or not.
They quickly fell into a rhythm, keeping it pg for now. Kibum had Taemin pushed against the wall, one hand on his hip, and the younger had one hand on the nape of Kibum’s neck and the other was being held against the wall by Kibum. They moved in sync, breathing through their noses and pressing against each other.
Kibum was the first to make a move, gliding his tongue against Taemin’s lips and he was accepted easily, Taemin’s mouth falling open slightly, now pressing open-mouthed kisses against the elder’s lips. Kibum probed his tongue inside of Taemin’s mouth, tasting the cherry coke Taemin had had moments prior to the closet. He quickly found Taemin’s tongue and rubbed he rubbed his tongue against it. He took his time exploring Taemin’s mouth as they made out, running along the younger’s teeth, lips, tongue and the roof of his mouth. After a few minutes they disconnected, panting. Not moments later Taemin pulled Kibum back in, taking control this time, slipping his tongue into the surprised boy’s mouth. He hummed into the kiss as their tongues danced inside Kibum’s mouth. Kibum whined softly and pushed Taemin harder against the wall, their bodies flush against each other, gripping the younger’s loose shirt so keep him close. Taemin’s hands ruined Kibum’s hair as he got them tangled as they kissed.
As their kiss became more intense and heated, Kibum felt more and more like he wanted to strip the younger teen and take him there, but he had more self control than that.  They felt each other give completely into the passion and twinge of lust in their kiss, and just as the slight sliver of tension was melting away the door flung open and there was a bright flash of light. Kibum jumped away from Taemin, both of them wiping at their mouths. Kibum turned towards the door right away and scowled at Minho who had opened the door, and at Jonghyun who had taken a picture with his phone
“Dicks.” He hissed, pushing past them to sit down in the circle again.
Taemin grinned and whispered to Jonghyun, “Send that to me.” quietly as he passed by. Then he went right over to Kibum who was pouting, and he plopped himself down back in his lap cutely.
“You’re cute when you pout.” He teased, poking the elder’s cheek.
“Shut up.”
“Make me.” Taemin said thinking that he was on a roll today with good comebacks.
What he did not expect was Kibum to kiss the smirk off of his face, truly making him shut up.
A/N I hope you enjoyed a high school SHINee AU kind of thing. It was inspired by this one wild cast party I went to once. 
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itachigoth · 4 years
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shinee bios.
ㅤ⬫ 𝗸 .𓂃 종현 ! ˒ ❨
ㅤ𝗷𓈒 ━ 진기, ⍉ 𝘀u̲𝗻 ! ⬖
ㅤ𓄹 𝗅𝖾e̲ . ⩀ ◐ 𝗺 ᵎᵎ 𖥦 민 𓂅
ㅤ𝗰𓈒 𓂃 민 ﹕ 호 ⇄ 𝗮𝗇𝗀𝗲𝗹.
ㅤ५ 𝗸e̲𝘆 ߸ 星 ∞ 𝗹𝘂v̲ ⩀
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shi6nee · 4 years
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nas palmas de tuas mãos, leio as linhas da minha vida. linhas cruzadas e sinuosas, interferindo no meu destino, fazendo com que eu te ame grandiosamente, kibum.
key, viverei contigo em um campo de margaridas, colhendo pequenos frutos de nosso amor, fazendo de ti o meu refúgio.
somar sóis, luas e planetas, jamais trariam a mim número que se aproxime dos sentimentos bons que trás ao meu coração, vivo por ti & para ti, 기범.
kibum, vivo pela chance de ama-lo profunda e verdadeiramente, sentindo que ao seu lado todos os meus momentos são grandiosamente bons.
ㅤㅤ· kim kibum (key) bios. ♥︎
ㅤㅤ ㅤ ʚĭɞ 𓂃 ﹫kaovhs on twitter.
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shi6nee · 4 years
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quand je pense à lui, je vois de l'ardeur dans son regard et une infinité de sentiments, Il est sensible, il est intelligent, c'est mon passione, key.
ao olhar em tuas orbes encontro chamas de paixão avassaladoras, enxergo aquele que me faz feliz, me completa e me encanta, vejo kibum, meu doce amor.
kibum, tu es l'amour de ma vie. à l'instant même où je t’ai vu pour la première fois, j´ai eu le coup de foudre pour toi.
key, a responsabilidade de fazer-te feliz é decerto melindrosa, mas eu aceito-a com alegria, e estou certo que saberei desempenhar bem este agradável encargo.
key textual bios.
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shi6nee · 4 years
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apaixonei-me por ti assim como o sol se apaixonou pela lua, fazendo-a brilhar diante muita escuridão, como minha alma, que teu sorriso iluminou, 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻.
sinto-me insignificante diante tamanha imensidão que és, mas grande é o meu amor por ti. irei desbravar cada canto de tua alma, para que possa amar-te por completo, 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘄.
és como uma pintura de salvador dalí, incógnita perdida em meus pensamentos, artistica como nenhuma outra, significado único em meu coração, és amor, 𝘁𝗮𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻.
𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗼, és como um girassol, glorioso e grandioso como o próprio, seguindo o sol em uma eterna caminhada de felicidade, esta que transmite em meu coração.
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fr-omis · 4 years
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# shinee taemin messy users !! ★
@/t4emingf
@/tae__m1n
@/rightaemin
@/4TAEMINS
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@ f4irydodo on twitter.
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