Innocent Days | By : soleil Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > SHINee Views: 1135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 9
(Warning: more foul language and a very OOC-Onew)He knew that it had been stupid of him to leave matters to Jonghyun. It was obvious that things had become a lot worse since last night, and now he had to deal with a very disoriented Key, a completely hung over and autistic Minho AND a Jonghyun suffering from bipolar disorder. As if the continuous concerts and all the workload weren’t already more than enough. Onew felt the urge to start screaming in frustration. Only Taeminie seemed well rested and in a good mood.
Blessed soul. “All of you: smile dammit! Remember?! We’re the shining Shinee and not Slipknot!” Onew hissed through his grinning teeth from the back, while they were at their final rehearsal, dancing to ‘Hello’. If what they were doing could be called dancing. Actually the only songs that came out halfway decent today were the depressing ones, with the highlight of ‘Obsession’ where Jonghyun had seemed as if he was actually crying. It would be great if he could do that in the show, too. “Band-meeting in the dressing room in 5 minutes.” He announced courtly when they were done. “Taemin, come with me, I have to talk to the technicians.” He couldn’t leave the maknae with his dongsaengs, for all he knew they’d manage to infect him too with whatever bizarre mental illness they had. “Hyung? Again? I thought everything went smoothly this time!” the mind-blowingly oblivious maknae replied with a frown. Onew swore that if he weren’t so unbelievably cute, someone would have strangled him a long-long time ago. “Just come.” He exited the stage area with Taemin on his heels, but instead of approaching the head of the technicians who was talking to their manager, he went straight to the back exit. When they reached a secluded spot in the backyard, where he was sure no one could see them, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one, coughing at the first deep drag. “Hyyuuung!” Taemin whined instantly “You promised that you would quit…” “Yeah, yeah.. I quit. This is just an exception. They’ll make me go nuts today. Everything goes wrong. It’s a wonder we even made it through the photo-shoot. They had to plaster Minho’s face with painters’ filler to cover his dark circles, Key was all over the place and a noona even suggested we give Jonghyun Prozac.” “Hm..” Taemin said deep in thought “Maybe they caught what Key has. I heard coffee with lemon works wonders…” “No, Taemin.” Onew exhaled and shook his head tiredly. “Key never had something to begin with. You have the observation skills of a deaf and blind person.” He took another drag of the cigarette and prepared himself to give Taemin the news. “My guess would be that Jonghyun and Key decided to invite Minho to their kinky activities -and I’m praying to god that there weren’t even more persons I don’t know of involved -especially children or animals, but well, let’s not go there. Anyfuck, that somehow seems to have backfired and now we have to deal with three very messed up people. So, Taeminah, what should we do with them?” he said smiling innocently and looking at Taemin’s face while waiting for a reaction. Onew really loved shocking people. No reaction at all. Good. The maknae seemed to remember his training well –or his brain had a major difficulty in processing the information. Onew would bet on the latter. Inhaling deeply for the last time he stubbed the cigarette out on the wall and threw it into a bush. “Okey-dokey, then let’s go shout some sense into our beloved members!” Leaving the frozen boy behind, he swaggered back into the building and to the dressing room where in the meanwhile the rest of Shinee had gathered. “The concert starts in exactly 4 hours. I don’t want to know what the fuck your problem is but I will tell you this: I won’t let you go out there before each and every one of you is fully back to his usual professional, fake, cheerful self. Understand?” When he saw the numb nods he was waiting for he continued. “To ensure this, I’ve thought of something… You,” and with that he pointed his finger at Minho “will go back to the hotel, eat something and drink lots of water, take some vitamins or speed or I don’t give a shit what not and sleep your god-damned hangover off, ok?” When Minho just walked to the door in quiet acceptance, he turned to the last two occupants of the room. “And you two will stay here and make up again.” “I don’t want to.” Key immediately snapped and stood up from the chair he was sitting on. “And I’m so fed up with all of you today that I don’t care what you want!” Onew snapped back and quickly got out of the room, grabbing the key and locking the door before Key had the chance to storm out. “Come on Taeminah,” he said and patted the boy, who had finally managed to slink to the hall, on the head. “Let’s go and get some rest.” Putting his hand on the boy’s back he lead him outside, totally ignoring Key’s loud bangs and death-threats that came from behind the firmly closed door.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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