Note: This fic was originally a roleplay between me (Raeann) and Brianna, so it may be a little choppy in some spots. However, in translating [story name] into a fic, we did our best to keep it as easy to read as possible. (: We hope you enjoy~

Minho dropped his bags as soon as he stepped in through the door of the giant house, looking around interestedly and inspecting the inside. "Nice..." he murmured to himself, nodding in approval. A man he'd never seen before in his life pushed past him, mumbling something about idiots being in the way, and carried his bags into what Minho assumed was the living room. Minho picked up his bags and walked up the stairs, his only interest being his room. He wanted to get a good room- hopefully one by himself so he wouldn't have to bother with getting used to someone else's sleeping habits.

The house was absolutely beautiful, and it was good that they'd told him the bedrooms were upstairs before he'd gotten there so that he wouldn't have gotten lost trying to find them. While the other man explored the first floor, Minho was busy checking out the three different bedrooms. The first one was very blue, and it didn't really suit his tastes, so he crossed the hall to check out the other one and-

"Oh, this is perfect!" he exclaimed to himself, dropping his bags. They landed with a thud that was so final it spread a grin across Minho's face. This was definitely his room. It was colored with lots of browns and it was tiny with only one bed- obviously the single room they had mentioned- and even had its own bathroom.

This room was his and he would fight a motherfucker for it if they dared try to take it from him.

Minho fell onto his bed, groaning at how soft and comfortable it was. They really had gone all out to make them feel at home and welcome in this house. Tricky bastards wanted them to get along great at first so it went twice as bad when things got sour later.

Downstairs, Taemin ran into the house with the man he had rode in the taxi with, Kibum he had said his name was. When they got inside they gasped, running into all the rooms excitedly. "Oh this is amazing!" Taemin split off to go upstairs, gasping as he walked into a very blue room that suited him perfectly, "Yay! Color!~"

Taemin flopped down on a very pink bed, loving how everything matched without matching, it suited him well. He set his bag on his bed and placed his hands on his hips, looking around the room one more time before walking back into the entrance room of the second floor.

He began to open doors, checking out the other rooms, happy to see that they had two very huge bathrooms. Taemin walked to the last door, poking his head in quizically. He smiled when he spotted someone on the bed, walking in and closing the door behind him shyly.

"Hi! I'm Taemin.. and you are..?"

Minho sat up, prepared to death glare the bastard if he attempted to steal his room.

Except, the bastard wasn't really a bastard. He was an adorable boy who couldn't be older than eighteen with the warmest smile and peppiest voice. Minho's face re-brightened immediately. "I'm Minho," he replied, standing up and holding out a hand to the boy in greeting.

Taemin blushed and grabbed the man's hand, electricity shooting up his arm at the contact causing him to pull away quickly, looking at the man with wide eyes. Taemin took a breath and smiled happily at the man, "Have you seen the rest of the house..? It's amazing isn't it! They told me that there was a third story thingy that was a private room... Wanna check it out with me... orrr are you busy..?"

Taemin bit his lip shyly, "I don't want to bother you or anything..." Taemin looked up at the man through his eyelashes, taking in every inch of the man's face and committing it to memory, he was gorgeous.

Taemin was so cute, biting his lip and acting all shy and looking up at Minho with his pretty blue eyes that were most likely contacts but beautiful nonetheless. Minho didn't even realize he was staring until a few delayed moments later. He blinked, a grin spreading across his face as he reached out, acting on a sudden urge that was so strong he couldn't deny it.

Minho pinched Taemin's cheeks between his fingers and shook his face gently, trying so hard not to squeal. "Soo cute!" he exclaimed, thankfully keeping the squeal out of his voice. "I love babies!"

God, the boy was so cute it tingled to touch him. His fingers tickled all over.

Taemin blinked up at the man, grabbing the assaulting hand and pulling it away from his cheek, "I'm not a baaaby...!" Taemin whined and pouted up at Minho, he hated being called a baby... "So are you coming with me or not..?"

Taemin stomped his foot and sucked his bottom lip, hands coming to rest at his hips as he gave Minho his best puppy dog eyes, wanting the man to come with him very badly.

Minho could not say no to that face. "Yeah, sure," he gave, grinning with what could almost be described as a stunned expression on his face. "Hey, how old are you?" He had to know. He wanted to know everything about this boy, but right then his age was most important. They had told him he'd be living with five guys for six months- they said nothing about a baby faced cutie-pie.

Minho wondered what the other guys looked like. If they were half as adorable as Taemin here was, Minho would have to drop out in fear of an overload of cute.

Taemin smiled at Minho cutely, finger poking his cheek as he pretended to have to think about it. "I do believe I'm eighteen, at least... the last time I checked I was." He smiled and grabbed Minho's wrist, "Now, you can tell me how old you are on the way there, I want to see this room they were talking about."

Taemin dragged Minho out of the room, smiling giddily the whole time, he was really starting to like this Minho guy, and hoped that they would become fast friends. "So how old are you Minho hyung..?"

"Twenty-one," he replied. The two of them made their way up the stairs to the third floor, which upon reaching it Minho quickly realized that it wasn't exactly a floor- just a room. Immediately his eyes popped open, and Minho couldn't hold back a noise of amazement.

This room was like nothing he'd ever seen before. It was like walking right into the night sky. The walls were designed so that they gave the appearance of distant stars against the black of space. It was so realistic that Minho didn't even notice the window until Taemin pointed it out- because it was dark outside and so it was like he was surrounded entirely by the sky.

"Oh, Minho-hyung!" Taemin bounced up and down where he stood, eyes alit with his excitement. "They said it was beautiful but I didn't think it would be this pretty~! Come, come look out the window!"

Taemin, who still had his hand wrapped around Minho's wrist, continued to drag the man over to the large window. It took up the entire wall and more, and when Minho stepped up to it he felt like he might as well have been standing on the roof.

Minho heard loud footsteps behind them, and knew that someone was running eagerly up the stairs. He turned and saw the man who had pushed past him before. He had much the same reaction to the room as Minho and Taemin did, and then he looked over at them, and down at their hands. It wasn't until then that Minho realized that their hands were still inches away from holding one another.

Minho immediately pulled his wrist from Taemin's grip and stepped to the side. The man walked up behind them and peered over their shoulders, looking out the window as well. "Wow. What a view," he commented, glancing over at Taemin with a tiny smirk and then back out into the yard. "Very romantic." And then he looked at Minho, who promptly turned his head away.

Taemin smiled at the man who had entered so quickly, he studied the man for a few seconds, stunned by how beautiful he was, did they know he was a nympho..? Probably. Taemin's smile went seductive, "And who might you be..?"

The man twitched an eyebrow in interest. "Lee Jinki, at your service," he said, taking the hand that had just a few seconds ago been holding Minho's wrist and bringing it to his lips. Jinki kissed Taemin's knuckles softly and then gently lowered his hand back down- but didn't release it. "And what might your name be, beautiful?"

Minho rolled his eyes, fighting not to vomit.

Taemin pulled his hand out of Jinki's slowly, being sure to run his fingers over his hand teasingly before walking around him, fingers ghosting over his shoulders as he did. He smiled seductively at the man as he stood in front of him, hands coming to rest on his delicate hips.

Taemin licked his teeth, giving the man a smoldering look, "My name is Taemin, Jinki op-pa." Taemin flicked his head slightly at the word, his few bangs that weren't pulled up brushed against his face gently, having a very sexy effect. Taemin was hot, and he knew it.

Jinki pulled his head back in surprise. He obviously hadn't expected this out of the little baby-faced cutie. To be honest, neither had Minho. He was probably more shocked than Jinki.
"Well, it seems my stay here will turn out to be more fun than I expected," Jinki suggested coyly.

Minho'd had enough. "Well, I'm going to, uh, go unpack," he excused himself lamely and left back downstairs.

Taemin watched as Minho left, turning to look back at Jinki with a raised eyebrow. "So Jinki oppa, what do you think of the house..?" Taemin smiled seductively, fingers running down Jinki's arm sexily, eyes studying the man's face. Taemin loved to flirt, sometimes it was completely harmless, others, like now, were less innocent and had dirtier... intentions.

Taemin found Jinki very attractive, but not as attractive as he found Minho.

"I think this room is my favorite," Jinki replied smoothly, following Taemin's fingers with his eyes and then looking back into the face of the beautiful boy who was very blatantly flirting with him.

Taemin took a step towards Jinki, face inches away from the other's, "It's my favorite too, but I should get going yeah..? Gotta go unpack and everything... I'll see you later op-pa." Taemin smiled and walked passed Jinki, bodies pressing together as he did so, making sure his hand traveled against the man's lower stomach and turning him to face him as he walked away, swaying his hips seductively.

Taemin laughed happily as he reached the bottom of the stairs, happy to have two really hot room mates. Taemin walked into his room and was surprised to see that another man was there, unpacking his things neatly.

Taemin smiled and closed the door behind him, leaning against it cutely, watching the man's muscles move underneath his shirt. More man candy... or in Taemin's eyes, another victim. "Hey.."

Jonghyun, who had been bent over unpacking a bag he'd left on the floor, stood up at the sound of another's voice. He turned, and his sight was immediately filled with the most gorgeous creature he'd ever seen in his life.

He was too stunned to say anything back, and instead only smiled stupidly in greeting. Who was this angel...?

Taemin smiled, completely satisfied with his room mate, he was sexy. He sauntered over to the man, head tilted slightly as he examined him. "And who might you be..?" Taemin stopped in front of the man and examined him, eyes traveling up and down his body, approval shining in his eyes.

He licked his lips and stuck his hip out, hand coming to rest right above it in a very girly manner. He loved being in a house full of overly attractive men.

Jonghyun straightened, immediately wondering if his hair was out of place or something was in his teeth and various other things about his physical appearance that may turn the beautiful boy off of him.

"Kim Jonghyun," he said, mouth dry and throat scratchy all of a sudden. "You?"

Taemin smiled, "Taemin, and it seems as though we'll be rooming together, my dearest Jonghyun... oppa..." Taemin walked over to his bed and sat down, legs crossing over as he watched Jonghyun with a smile on his face, "So... how do you like the house..?"

"You're my roommate?" Jonghyun asked, and then when he realized how that sounded rude he cleared his throat, backtracking. "I mean, awesome. The house is great, so far. I haven't really had a chance to look at it yet. I only just got here."

Taemin had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing, this guy was cute. "Yes me, and if you waaant, we could go look at it together... unless you'd rather go alone...?"

Jonghyun shook his head immediately. "Nope, sounds like fun!" He stood up, smiling at Taemin and heading for the door. "Is it as pretty outside as it is inside?"

Taemin smiled happily, "Oh it's positively gorgeous, we should go see it! Come on!" Taemin grabbed Jonghyun's hand and led him outside, wanting to go see the gorgeous pond that had caught his attention earlier.

Jonghyun looked down at their hands and couldn't suppress a smile. It felt like they walked forever before they got to the pond, which was officially Jonghyun's favorite part about this entire house- not only because of how pretty it was, but because of the way Taemin looked at it once they were up close.

It made him love this spot nearly as much as Taemin clearly did.

Taemin laughed and ran to the water's edge, peeling his boots off and sticking his feet in the water with a sigh, "Oh god this is so beautiful! I love nature, like I really want to go climb that mountain... doesn't that sound nice..? Going mountain climbing... Or even better, going camping by this pond or the beach... that would be amazing."

He looked up at Jonghyun, "What do you think oppa..?"

Jonghyun nodded. "I'm not much of a nature person," he said, moving over to go sit on the bench that was conveniently placed beside the pond. "But that does sound very... relaxing."

Taemin laughed and pulled his hair out of it's ponytail, letting it fall elegantly around his shoulders as he flopped backwards, sighing as the cool grass hit him. "I love nature, it's my favorite thing in the world... so... natureish."

Jonghyun took mental note of this and leaned back in the bench, draping his arms over the back beside him. "You could almost pass for a girl when you have your hair down, you know," he said conversationally.

And then hit himself in the forehead, glad Taemin wasn't looking. Why did he just say that? Stupid, stupid, stupid. He hoped Taemin wouldn't take offense. "I-I mean 'cause you're so pretty." Well, that didn't help a bit. Now he was twice as embarrassed. Why couldn't he ever keep his mouth shut?

Taemin sat up, leaning back on his palms and turning to look over his shoulder at Jonghyun, "You think I'm pretty oppa..? So pretty..?" He smiled at him seductively and raised and eyebrow, "I know I look like a girl Oppa, but that's part of my charm... don't you think..?"

He smiled. "Guys wouldn't be as attracted to me if I didn't look the way I do..."

Jonghyun agreed with a smile. "That's true."

Taemin smiled and walked over to Jonghyun, sitting next to him and pressing their shoulders together, "Tell me Oppa, how pretty do you think I am...?" He smiled seductively and placed his hand on Jonghyun's leg, head tilted in question.

Jonghyun swallowed thickly. "Very pretty?" he answered, unsure if that would be the right answer or not.

Taemin smiled and placed his lips against Jonghyun's cheek playfully, "Right answer love.." Taemin grinned and stood up, walking back into the house without even turning around, he loved to leave things with a little... excitement in the air, and later on, when Jonghyun asked about it, Taemin would pretend it didn't even happen. Taemin was such a player sometimes.

Taemin walked into his room, unpacking his things delicately. He smiled as Jonghyun entered the room a few seconds after he did, he had just had time to open his bag before the man was chasing after him.

Jonghyun attempted to seem casual about it, walking in the room slowly and only glancing over at Taemin before he returned to unpacking his bags. He pulled out a picture of his family and put it on the little table beside his bed, smiling at it.

Taemin smiled and set his bag down on the floor before throwing himself out on his bed and stretching, back arching sexily as his hands fisted into the blanket above him. Taemin loved playing with boys, it was so much fun.

Jonghyun tried not to look. He really did. But he caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and just had to turn his head. It was like some other force had turned his head for him, he didn't even intentionally do it.

God, Taemin was hot. Beautiful and cute and sexy and all of it combined together to just plain hot.

Jonghyun wanted nothing more in that moment than to jump on top of Taemin and make him arch his back like that again, only moaning in pleasure as he did so.

Taemin looked over at Jonghyun and smiled, "So what, exactly, do you plan on gaining from this... experience...? I know they're giving us big bucks to be here, but there must be another reason... I know I have mine."

Jonghyun sat down on his bed, angling himself towards Taemin as he said, "I have my reasons... yes..." He glanced away. He didn't want to tell a stranger his personal stuff, no matter how attractive and enticing that stranger was.

Taemin smiled and sat up, walking over to Jonghyun and running his hand across his shoulder and fingering the collar of his shirt, "So mysterious... How... sexy." Taemin ran his fingers up Jonghyun's neck and up his face until they were ghosting over his lips.

Jonghyun inhaled sharply, heart skipping a beat. "Is it?" he asked, in that state of uncertain arousal where all you can do is repeat what they say in question form because your brain has lost the ability to think for itself.

Taemin smiled seductively, his eyes going hazy with lust. "Mhm.. and your lips... they're just so soft.." Taemin leaned forward, lips pressing Jonghyun's shyly, just wanting a taste of this lovely man.

Jonghyun placed both hands on either side of Taemin's face, meaning to push him away but only succeeding in pulling him closer to return the kiss. Taemin's advances were surprising, but not in the least unappreciated.

Taemin shivered at the touch, hands reaching up to play with the bottom of Jonghyun's shirt. Oh it had been so long since he'd had sex, this man was just.. so sexy, Taemin couldn't resist.

Jonghyun reached around and down, grabbing Taemin by the ass and lifting him up and into his lap. He opened his mouth as he did so, letting Taemin in and meeting him with much enthusiasm.

Christ this boy had a nice ass. It fit perfectly in his hands and he couldn't help but squeeze it in admiration.

Taemin moaned, Jonghyun's actions more than sexy, and the fact that he had so eagerly grabbed his ass like that... it made Taemin feel sexy as well, not that he hadn't already. Taemin unbuttoned Jonghyun's shirt, fingers brushing against the man's soft skin as he did.

Taemin ground their hips together in anticipation. "Oh god this feels good."

Jonghyun gave a soft groan, tilting his head back slightly. Yes, yes this did feel good- very good.

He picked Taemin up, not really surprised at his lightness, and rolled him over onto the bed, crawling on top of him so that he could grind down into him needily. He didn't know if this would fall under the "too far" category for Taemin, but he didn't really care. Taemin would tell him to stop if it did.

Taemin moaned again, wrapping his legs around Jonghyun's waist and pulling him back into him, "Oh God oppa, more." He arched his back, pressing against Jonghyun eagerly as his legs pulled him back down into him. He hoped that Jonghyun was as good in bed as he was starting to seem.

Eager to please, Jonghyun obeyed Taemin's command and ground their lower halves rougher together, leaning down to lick and suck at Taemin's neck. With one hand holding him upright he used the other to reach down to pull the hem of Taemin's shirt up.

It was off in seconds, and then he pulled his torso away, sitting up on his knees as he yanked his own shirt off the rest of the way, tossing it into the room somewhere with Taemin's shirt. Taemin groaned, following Jonghyun and fisting his hands in his hair, pulling him in for a rough and needy kiss. Taemin gave a throaty moan as their skin pressed together, this just kept getting better and better. He wondered just how far Jonghyun was willing to go.

Oh, Jonghyun was willing to go all the way. And they did, and afterward he felt as high as a cloud. Taemin was amazing in bed.

Taemin smiled and stretched, having been pleasured quite nicely. Jonghyun was good in bed, but not the best he'd ever had... It was memorable though, and he'd definitely want to do it again. He leaned over, placing a kiss on Jonghyun's cheek before standing up and getting dressed, hungry after having wonderful sex.

-

Minho closed the refrigerator door with his foot, ingredients for a sandwich filling his arms. He dropped them on the table and laid out a napkin beside them. Bread first, of course. He grabbed the loaf and pulled out four slices. Then mustard. He grabbed the knife and spread on some mustard- it wasn't the squeeze kind, unfortunately.

He continued making his sandwich, shaking his head because none of it was the good stuff. He'd definitely be the one doing the shopping in this house from here on.

Taemin smiled when he spotted Minho, pulling his hair back into his ponytail as he entered the kitchen, "Ahh Minho hyung! Good to see you again... Whatcha making..?"

Minho jumped, not expecting someone to call his name from behind him so warmly. When he realized it was Taemin, he smiled at the boy. "Sandwiches," he said simply, and returned to making them. Some lettuce on top and... viola! Two nearly perfect sandwiches.

He started to gather all the ingredients so he could put them away, wondering if there were any chips or anything in the kitchen to go with his sandwiches.

Taemin smiled, "Is there anything else to eat..? I'm hungry and you're already putting the sandwich stuff away.." He laughed and leaned his back against the counter, tilting his head back to watch Minho, admiring the man as he continued to put things away.

Minho shook his head and picked up both of his sandwiches. "No, this was about it. They didn't even have the decency to stock the fridge before we got here." He smiled, handing one sandwich to Taemin. "You can have this one, though."

He took a bite of the other one, perfectly okay with giving his sandwich to Taemin. He hadn't been that hungry. He'd be okay if he only got one sandwich- and if he got hungry again later, he could always make another one. It was no big deal.

Taemin smiled at his hyung and took the sandwich eagerly, "Thank you Hyung! This looks delicious!" He laughed and took a bite, "This is delicious..." He smiled and hugged Minho, pressing his lips against Minho's cheek playfully before turning and walking back to his room. He hadn't realized how starving he was until his lips met Minho's cheek, that man was something else.

Minho's nose twitched, his body tingling all over. He hoped the rest of them wouldn't be touchy-feely and kissy-lovey like Taemin apparently was, because then Minho would just have to back out.

He shook his discomfort off with a chill, and then resumed enjoying his sandwich on his way back to his room.

Taemin returned to his room with his sandwich, plopping down on his bed with a happy sigh. "Wonderful day today, don't you think oppa..?" He smiled and took a bite of his sandwich, one hand resting behind his head in a very relaxed position, sighing happily as he continued to eat.

Jonghyun had gotten up to finish unpacking his things and was putting the last of his clothes in the closet when Taemin came back in the room. "I think these six months of supposed torture have started out very nicely," he agreed, throwing a smile over his shoulder at the man.

Taemin smiled and nodded in agreement, "I couldn't agree more oppa, you performed quite nicely... I look forward to the future of this house!" He laughed and finished his sandwich, stretching happily with a sigh. "I can't wait.."