-Taemins POV-

I couldn't believe I had done that. I had actually kissed Minho Hyung... well it was actually more like a peck, but still! I had still been the one to do it. Minho probably hated me after doing something like that. He was so handsome, he could have anyone he wanted, so why would he ever want me? Me, a boy at that.

But I had just been so damn frustrated. It had seemed that Minho was deliberately trying to not touch me. But I really wanted him to touch me.

Every time we would accidentally touch, the places that were connected felt so warm, and electricity would shoot through my entire body. There was a need to touch him, almost like it was addicting. I think that I was addicted to the feeling of Minhos skin on mine, because it felt so good, so right.

So I was frustrated that we hardly did touch, everything had been awkward, and silent. I couldn't even look him in the eyes, because that just made the situation ten times worst.

I clenched my fists in annoyance, then groaned a little when my left hand started to sting again. I looked down at my bandaged hand. The way Minho had bandaged my hand had been so gentle, that it had sent shiver up my arm, and throughout my body. It had almost been enough to distract me from the stinging pain partially from the cut, and partially from the disinfectant.

Once Minho had helped me off the counter, and set me down on my own feet, I couldn't help it anymore. I kissed him.

The kiss might have turned out better if Key hadn't texted me, but the again, it could ave been worse. He could have pushed me away, a look of disgust on his face. Thankfully, I didn't give him enough time to react to what had just happened. I was out the door before he could even react.

Crap. I would still have to see him on Thursday, and I would have to face the music then. Maybe I could come up with an excuse for why I did it. I tripped? No, that's to cliché, and he had made sure I was sturdy when he set me down. It was in the spur of the moment. God that's even worst then the first one.

Anyways, the excuse wouldn't work because it would still admit the fact that I had been wanting to kiss him. How was I supposed to get out of this predicament without making things awkward. Maybe Kyuhyun could help?

I couldn't believe that I had never thought of asking Kyuhyun for advice before this. After all, we were pretty good friends, and he would always come to me with relationship advice. Granted most of that advice was about with girls, but he seemed pretty knowledgeable when it came to relationships in general.

I walked into my room and flopped down on my small bed and closed my eyes. I was so exhausting after worrying all day. I really hoped that I hadn't messed up everything just by pecking Minho, but for some reason, I didn't regret it.

I would talk to Kyuhyun about it tomorrow after school, that is, unless he was busy with HyeGyo again. Still, I knew there was no way I could talk to Key about this. He would keep telling me that I was far too innocent to have these feelings. Key probably still saw me as a 13-year-old, but I was 17 now. It was perfectly understandable that I'd start liking people in other ways then friendship.

I knew that if I told Jinki, he would probably go blabbing off to Minho. That would just make the situation worst. So that left Kyuhyun, my last friend that I could talk to about this. Hopefully Kyuhyun would understand, and not shun me for liking another guy.

Buzz buzz buzz

I felt my phone vibrate in the back pocket of my pants. I pulled it out and looked at the display on the screen.

New Text Message

Minho

Tues, May 24 8:05pm

Since when did I have Minhos number? Oh yeah, now I remember, he put it in my phone after the first day we met. I was a little scared to read the text message, afraid that it might be about the kiss, and how I had violated him. But I decided better he say that over a text then to my face. I opened my phone and read:

I have your wallet, you left it at my house

Crap, I thought. I should have remembered that my wallet had fallen out of my bag. I hit the reply button:

Oh thanks. I'll ask Key to pick it up for me

I hit send. I chewed on my lip nervously as I waited for him to reply. I guess he wasn't angry about the kiss? Maybe he just assumed it was nothing. Still, I didn't want to see him, so getting Key to retrieve it seemed like a safer option. My phone vibrated again.

No need, I'll stop by your school after it ends and give it to you.

I read the text message, and gripped my phone tightly in my good hand at the thought of seeing him again. Did he want to yell at me? Or would it just be awkward as hell. I didn't know, but I didn't plan on offending him and saying no. Better to just act like nothing had even happened, since it appeared that's what he was doing.

Yeah okay

I replied. It was only seconds later that my phone vibrated again, signaling another text message.

Okay, I'll ask Key for the address. I'll see you soon ;)

I blushed when I looked at the emoticon that he put after his message. It looked like it was winking at me. Maybe he meant to send the happy face, but he sent the winking one instead on accident. That was a common error right. Yeah, that was probably it.

Still, I couldn't help but brush my finger-tips past my lips as I remembered the short kiss that we had shared. Minhos lips had felt so warm against mine.

I almost wondered what it would be like if he kissed me for real, like the type of kiss that they and Jinki did. If he would touch me the same way, and if he could ever love me the same way.

I was nearly jealous of what Jinki and Key had together. I noticed that Jinki was always holding Key so close to him, and kissing him every time they saw each other, and they hardly ever fought. And, when they did fight, it was never over anything big, and they would always makeup in ten minutes. Hell, they had somehow been able to go six months without seeing each other, and still make their relationship work.

I wanted what they had, but more importantly. I wanted it with Minho. It saddened me to know that I couldn't have it.

I sighed, and looked back down at my phone and reread the text message that was still displayed on the screen. I hit the reply button, and typed in my reply.

I can't wait.

I toyed with the idea of hitting the send button. That message could be taken in any number of ways. I decided that since I had already kissed him, it couldn't hurt to send this innocent text message. Obviously, I had already dug myself into a deep whole of which there was no return, unless by some miracle, he felt the same way. I pressed the send button, and sent my phone down on the side of my bed and lied my head down on my pillow.

Buzz buzz buzz

I looked at my phone, surprised that I had already receive a new message.

New Text Message

Kyuhyun

Tues, May 24 8:20pm

It was only Kyuhyun. I opened up my phone and read the message.

Hey Minnie, what's up?

I felt bad because I had actually been hoping that Minho had been the one that texted me. But, I needed to talk to Kyuhyun anyways. I sighed and picked up my phone to reply to the message, and hitting the send button.

Hey Kyu. I'm having some problems, can we hangout tomorrow?

I wasn't surprised that it took Kyuhyun awhile to respond to my text message. Usually, he was always with HyeGyo, who always wanted his attention. So, he was distracted a lot. I didn't blame him, because I knew that HyeGyo was a diva, even more so then Key, and was quite the handful. She did have quiet the reputation for being that way, along with other things she was well-known for. She was so lucky to have Kyuhyun. My phone buzzed again.

Sure thing Min. HyeGyo is busy tomorrow so it shouldn't be a problem

I was grateful that for the first time since knowing Kyuhyun, he actually had day when he wouldn't be spending time with HyeGyo.

Thanks Kyu

He responded right away, which surprised me. Usually it took him at least four or five minutes too respond to me.

I'll ttyl. HyeGyo says we need to talk.

I set my phone back down onto my bed and sighed. I was too exhausted to move, but I didn't want to fall asleep in the clothes I had been wearing all day. I dragged myself off of my bed, exhaustion causing me to walk slowly. I went over to my dresser, and opened my drawers to pull out my pajamas and head into the bathroom to take a shower and clear my thoughts. Once I had finished my shower, and changed into my pajamas.

When I returned to my room, ready to faint any second, I noticed that the screen of my phone was lit up again. I wondered why Kyuhyun had texted me back. I went over to pick up my phone, and took an intake of air when I realized that Minho was the one who had texted me. I quickly opened up my phone.

Me too

I reread the short message over and over again. It was strange that two short words could make my heart beta fast, and my hands accumulate sweat. I wasn't sure if what I was read9ng was correct. Was it possible that he wasn't angry with me, even after invading his personal space like that.

I hugged my phone tightly to my chest. I didn't care if I looked like some adolescent teenage girl who was fawning over her first crush. I was excited to see him, and I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come, wondering how it would go.

I felt that same fluttering feeling in my stomach, just like the butterflies I had felt after first meeting Minho. I lied back down onto my bed, and cuddled under my blanket and closing my eyes tightly. I welcomed sleep. I wanted Tomorrow to come already. I wanted to see Minho again.

Finally I drifted off to sleep, feeling nervous more then anything else. I was going to see him tomorrow, and I didn't know how it was going to go. But, excitement was still surging through my body as I finally faded away to sleep.

-the next day-

School had taken to long to end, to put it short. Thankfully, all of the bullies had left me alone today, having someone else to harass. I just wanted to see Minho. I just wanted to put everything out in the open, or come up with a decent excuse if he was angry. It all depended on what Minho said about it when I saw him.

I was thankful when the bell had rung for school to be over. I had been already staring at the clock, five minutes prior, and my things were already packed up. I hurriedly walked out of the classroom, annoying the cat calls I got from the jocks outside my class, mocking my girlish figure. But those jerks couldn't get to me today, not after knowing that I would soon see Minho.

Once I reached my locker, I quickly opened it and shoved my books inside.

"Hey Minnie!" I heard Kyuhyuns voice call from behind me. I shoved the rest of my books into my locker, the turned to be greeted by Kyuhyuns big smile. He grasped me into a big hug that lasted longer then usual. I didn't really think to much into it though, assuming it was just from the constant enthusiasm that was Cho Kyuhyun.

"Hey Kyu," I said when he finally pulled away to give me some air. I didn't know why all my friends enjoyed giving suffocating hugs. Still, I was a bit confused by my friends overly happy attitude. I mean Kyuhyun was a happy person in general, but never had I seen him this happy.

"Should we go?" He asked, sounding a bit rushed and out of breath. I shook my head, knowing that Minho was going to be here any second now, and I couldn't leave while I was waiting for him to arrive and give me my wallet.

"We can't leave yet, I'm having a friend stop by to give me something I left at their house," I explained, referring to Minho.

Kyuhyun blinked at me a couple of times, before suddenly grabbing my hand, and dragging me down the hall.

"Kyu, wait I-"

"Don't worry Taemin, I just need to get a book form the library really quick. I'm sure that if your friend gets here early he can wait a little bit." Kyuhyun interrupted me. I didn't know what getting a book had anything to do with me.

Still, I let myself be dragged down the hall by Kyuhyun, ad into the library, which was completely empty. Even the librarian wasn't in here. How was Kyuhyun supposed to get his book, if the librarian wasn't here.

"Kyu, I- AH!" I gasped when I was suddenly jerked slightly, and shoved against a book shelf. I felt someone elses body pushing up against mine, making escape impossible. When I opened my eyes, Kyuhyun was using his body to hold against the bookshelf, our lips only inches apart. I shifted uncomfortably from the weird situation.

I shivered in disgust when I felt his breath against my lips.

"This isn't how I wanted to do this, but since you are so adamant about waiting for your friend, I'll guess we'll just have to do this here." I didn't even want to think about what Kyuhyun was talking about, desperate to get out of this situation.

"Do what?" I asked. I was completely terrified at this point, confused as to why Kyuhyun was doing this. We were supposed to be friends, and he was acting like this, and he was frightening me. Why wouldn't he just let me go.

"Have you ever kissed anyone before Taemin? I don't mean a little peck, I mean a full on kiss." He whispered into my ear. I shook my head profusely, trying to remove the feel of his hot breath on the sensitive flesh on my ear.

It was true that I had never kissed anyone before, not in that definition.

"I want to kiss you Taemin," He said softly into my ear. Was he serious? I couldn't let him do that, even if he was my friend. I didn't see Kyuhyun like that at all. He was my friend, at least he was supposed to be. Something about the nice caring Kyuhyun had disappeared, leaving behind someone I hardly even recognized him anymore.

"What about HyeGyo, you can't just cheat on her." I was trying to reason with this more vicious Kyuhyun. But, I had a sinking feeling that there was no changing his mind, not that we were already in this situation.

"We broke up last night, so now, I can finally make you mine." He whispered into my ear. He pulled away, just to look into my eyes. I tried to look away, but one of his hands held my chin firmly, forcing me to look at him.

"No," I pleaded quietly, hoping that he would stop. I didn't want this, especially not with Kyuhyun. But he did not stop.

I heard him chuckle lightly, making my heart fall out of my chest. He sounded so menacing and scary.

"You may not want this at first, but I think you'll find yourself to begin to enjoy it. I am quite persuasive." He whispered, his breath hitting my face and making me shiver in disgust.

I instinctively froze when he started to lean in. I closed my eyes tightly, wanting this to be over as fast as possible, and not wanting to see Kyuhyuns face.

I knew that I did not have enough strength to push Kyuhyun off of me. He was way stronger then me, and I didn't stand a chance.

I could feel him slowly getting closer, and his breath was hitting harder against my tightly closed lips. I hated loosing every inch of space that was lost between us.

"T-Taemin?" I knew that voice.

I felt Kyuhyun's body freeze, his lips only an inch away from mine. Soon the weight of his body on mine was gone. I looked over to the entrance of the library, and sure enough, Minho was standing there.

"Is that your friend Taemin?" Kyuhyun asked normally, as if he hadn't been about to kiss me earlier. I was tempted to smack that smirk off of his face, but I was distracted by the expression on Minhos face. He looked genuinely pissed off. He glared from Kyuhyun to me, I could see some hurt in his eyes that made my heart squeeze in my chest.

"Is that what I am?" He said through clenched teeth.

I didn't understand what he meant by that. Kyuhyun started to glare back at Minho, and the atmosphere in the room became very uncomfortable.

"Shouldn't we get going now Taemin?" Kyuhyun asked. I looked at the boy, like he was crazy to even think I would go anywhere with him. Even worst though, it appeared like he was trying to provoke Minho even farther.

A noticed a flash of anger pass quickly through Minhos eyes, and he quickly walked over to where Kyuhyun and I were standing. I gasped in surprise when I felt his hand roughly grab my wrist and start to pull me out of the library.

"Sorry, but his plans have changed," Minho yelled back to a shocked looking Kyuhyun. I was to shocked to say anything myself.

Minho dragged me down the empty hallways, and into an empty classroom. For the second time today, I was shoved up against a wall. Minho put a hand on each side of my head, making it impossible for me to escape. Somehow, this was different then it was with Kyuhyun. Disgust was not flowing through my body at the closeness of our bodies.

"Would you care to explain why the hell you were about to kiss that boy?" Minho asked, his voice sounding unreasonably angry. But, I heard the same hurt in his voice that I had seen in his voice, and it made guilt flow through me.

"Hyung, I-" I tried to explain but he cut me short, obviously to pissed off to listen to anything that I was going to say.

"I mean, were you just playing with my feelings. When you pecked me yesterday, was it just for fun? Do you-" I shoved my hand over his mouth, not wanting to hear anything else he was about to say. He obviously had misunderstood everything. It was up to me to set everything right, but I had no idea how I was going to do it.

I looked up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he would understand what I was about to say. "Minho, please listen to me!" I begged.

I saw his eyes soften slightly, even though there was still a trace of anger there. I removed my hand away from his beautiful mouth. Minho still looked angry, but at least he wasn't arguing with me anymore. I took in a deep breath.

"I did not want to kiss Kyuhyun. But he's stronger then me, and I couldn't have gotten away from him no matter how much I struggled. I really did not want to kiss him." I told Minho. I sighed in relief when all of the traces of anger disappeared off his face as he accepted my words. His face took on the same soft expression that I loved so much, and set me at ease.

He was about to move away, but my hands shot forward and grabbed the collar of his shirt, stopping him.

Minho froze, and looked at me with confused eyes. It took all that I had to not release him, and apologize, but this was something I had to do. This was bold, especially for me.

It took me awhile before I could finally choke out the words that I was thinking. There was no way I could look him in the eyes, so instead I stared intently at my feet.

"The whole time that Kyuhyun had made it obvious that he planned to kiss me, all I could think was how much I didn't want it to happen." I whispered.

"Why?" He asked from above me, his voice sounding a little shaky. I gathered my courage, and looked up into Minhos brown eyes, that were filled with so much warmth. I nearly forgot the words I was about to say.

"Because all I could think is I didn't want Kyuhyun to take my first kiss. I was thinking about someone else entirely." I felt Minho stiffen slightly at those words, probably misunderstanding again, I didn't understand how he could after what I did yesterday.

"Who?" He asked.

"You, Minho Hyung. I wanted you to take my first kiss. I wanted you to kiss me passionately, the way that Jinki Hyung and Key kiss." I could see shock in Minhos eyes, not only surprised from my bold actions, but now my bold words. I felt so embarrassed and looked down again.

"E-even with your... tongue." I said quietly, almost hoping Minho hadn't heard the words that had escaped my mouth. But it was too late to take them back. Suddenly, I felt a finger pull my chin up, and I was forced to look into those big brown orbs.

"Your so adorable," He said quietly. Before I could respond, his lips were on mine. Soft and warm. I felt embarrassed when I realized I had no real knowledge of how to kiss someone right. But I tried my best.

I moved my lips against his. I released my hold on the collar of his shirt, and wrapped my arms around his neck,. And tangled my hands in his long curly brown hair. It felt so soft to my touch. Minho started to move his lips too, moving in synchronization with mine. I felt his hands snake around my waist, as he pulled me closer against his body.

I felt something wet and slick slide across my bottom lip, and it took me awhile to realize that it was Minhos tongue. I didn't know what to do, but it felt so good.

"Open your mouth," Minho whispered against my lips. Open my mouth? What did he mean. I knew that Minho knew more about this then I did, so with a sigh I opened my mouth. I gasped in surprise when the wet object darted into my mouth. Minhos tongue.

I felt his tongue move everywhere in my mouth, almost as if he was tasting me. I was surprised when a needy sound came form the back of my throat, muffled by Minhos mouth. Was this a mona, that Jinki had told me about. What Minho had been doing did feel very good though.

I experimentally pressed my tongue against Minhos, and I couldn't help but feel victorious when the same needy sound came from Minho.

Our tongues started to tangle together inside my mouth, and I found myself moaning more and more into the kiss. I felt very happy when I realized I had finally gotten down how to kiss, at least that's what I assumed form the grunts Minho was making. We had to pull away for oxygen, a silver string of saliva still connecting us.

"Wow," I whispered. That had been amazing. I blushed when I realized that my pants had started to feel slightly tighter. Jinki had explained some of the effects of kissing like this, and I believe what was happening to me right now was one of them Shit.