Title: Of Tennis Ball and Memory Loss

Type: Chaptered

Chapters: 2/?

Pairing: Minho/Taemin

Rate: PG13

Genre: Romance

It was two o'clock in the morning when Taemin decided that sleep was useless. It was not as if he needed much. His bandmates had gone home hours ago, and he felt kind of… empty without the loud, almost violent ambience around him. Although he hadn't gained much of his memories back, the members seemed very supportive and loving and caring that made him determined to recover as soon as possible.

The manager told him the company had pronounced a break for their promotion, and the other members would be involved in individual projects as he was being hospitalized. His ward was already full with gifts from fans, from pinkish get-well-soon cards to imported, expensive health drinks. A fanbase had sent him a half-life-sized teddy bear. It was funny that he couldn't remember something as simple as whether or not he liked teddy bears, but it was hard not to like this massive, fluffy, warm thing.

And he wondered how did he feel about his members before this mess happened. Whom did he respect the most? Whom did he fear the most? Whom did he talk the least to? He sighed as he hugged his newly found friend, a teddy bear that was, closer to his chest.

The fail-y Jinki-hyung, the sly Jonghyun-hyung, the motherly Kibum-hyung, the handsome Minho-hyung… Handsome? Did he just think that? He felt his face reddening.

The hospital was so silent, so silent it was almost deafening.

He just wished his friends would visit him again soon.

ooo

It was six o'clock in the morning when Minho decided he couldn't stand staying at the dorm waiting for his Dream Team shooting schedule with Taemin's face haunting him so much he couldn't sleep at all.

So he took a quick shower and dressed before waking the three elders up a little too rude and got hit with two pillows coming from Kibum and Jinki. Surprisingly, Jonghyun woke up fast and agreed to accompany him to the hospital, as he yawned and grabbed a towel and walked towards their bathroom.

An hour later, the two were seen walking in the hospital corridor, earning some weird glances since it was way too early from visiting hours. But no one made a fuss anyway, they were SHINee members after all.

They entered Taemin's ward just to see their dongsaeng eating his breakfast while watching TV. Minho's heart sank to his bottom when he saw Taemin's cheeks puffed while munching his food. So cute, he thought.

Jonghyun studied Minho's face and whispered, "And so not yours."

He received a hard smack on his head, the joke was a little too harsh.

"Ah, hyungdeul," Taemin said gleefully, the loud smack apparently got his attention. "I'm glad you came so early! Aside from these gifts and TV, I have nothing much to do for fun."

Jonghyun approached the maknae and ruffled his hair affectionately. "Of course it is not fun without me, I'm the life of the party after all." Taemin's laughter was music to Minho's ears.

"Quit monopolizing him, Jonghyun-hyung."

The eldest of the three smirked. He eyed Minho and gave his famous shifty smirk. Jealous?

"My god, Minho," Jonghyun's voice echoed through the tallest's ears. "Wait until you see me feeding Taeminnie his breakfast. Open your mouth, dongsaengie. Aaah—hey!"

"If anyone is going to feed him, that would be me," Minho snatched the spoon away from Jonghyun's hand and sat on Taemin's bed, then gave his boyfriend a spoonful of porridge, making the youngest's cheeks tinted with pink.

Minho-hyung is so intimidating, yet so sexy… the dancer thought embarrassedly. The elder did look excellent in his dark designer jeans, his white cardigan was buttoned with the sleeves pulled up, his checkered gray shirt sleeves were rolled, covering the ends of his cardigans' sleeves. Taemin fought a blush. He felt like a star-struck teenager. Well, he was actually one.

The tallest scrutinized the thinner boy and grinned at himself as he found Taemin's fair-skinned cheeks were shaded with pink. Amnesia or not, he couldn't escape this flaming charisma effect huh?

Minho spooned the last drop of porridge and cleaned the tips of Taemin's mouth with a handkerchief, making the poor youngest 's face lit with visible red. He lowered his head, avoiding Minho's eyes.

"Done," Minho said. "Do you need anything else, lov—Taemin?" Damn, almost slipped, he mentally slapped his own forehead.

Jonghyun had to suppress his laughter with his hand at that.

"N-No," the maknae squeaked out of embarrassment. "Thank you hyung."

Minho's mumbled his lame reply, "You're welcome."

As if on cue, something vibrated and rang. The second youngest searched in his pocket and found his cell phone beeping.

"Shit," he cursed. "The Dream Team shooting starts earlier today," he gave Jonghyun a look. The latter simply knew what was in his mind.

"You can take the car. I'll ask manager-hyung to pick me up."

"Thanks, you're the best," Minho sighed in relief. "Taemin-ah, get enough rest, okay? The others will visit you once they're done with schedule," he paused. "I'll be back at dinner and eat here with you, if you want."

"I-I'd love to," Taemin replied shyly. Gods, why did that sound as if he was replying to someone asking for a date?

Minho smiled brightly. "Great. Bye everyone," he winked at his boyfriend (making him blush harder) and sent Jonghyun a mock salute before disappearing through the door.

There was a pause between the two before Taemin broke it, "He's so…"

The lead singer grinned, "Cool? That's Minho for ya. Mess with him, his car, his gadgets and anything else but his work and boyfriend, otherwise you'll end up half-dead crawling out from a dumpster somewhere."

Taemin felt a slight pang on his chest, "He… he has a boyfriend?"

Gotcha. Jonghyun feigned a cough to cover his laugh. "Yeah."

"Alright…" the pang hardened, but Taemin ignored it.

Jonghyun couldn't stand seeing his lovely dongsaeng's face fell. "Minho cares for you a lot, you know. He would do anything if you're the one asking. You should ask him to stay here overnight, with that maybe you can remember a thing or two."

"Really?" Taemin's eyes widened. The vocalist nodded.

The cute boy gave Jonghyun a childish, hopeful smile. "I'm so happy."

A/N: I... how should I say this, I WANT COMMENTS! /cries Writing is hard and not enjoyable without feedbacks, so please give me some reviews even if you are to say that I suck ;_; And if you think this story should or should not be continued, please say so :) Thanks!