Two weeks had passed since Taemin had moved in with Myungsoo and his wife. He had passed Christmas with them. Minho had tried to get out of Sungri's grips for a visit but she flew out the entire Choi family to Japan to have quality family time. But they had shared a short phone call during the middle of the day. Taemin's cell phone was still cut off and even then if he had his phone he couldn't talk long for fear of extensive fees. It was only a shared "I love you" and "Merry Christmas".

Taemin missed Minho but he knew when his boyfriend moved that this would happen anyway. He did not realize how lonely he would feel though. Sure Key had come over and baked an amazing batch of cookies but he could not cuddle Taemin the way he wanted to be held. Also it would just be plain weird. Key was his best friend not his boyfriend.

When the holiday was coming to a close he was asked to a family meeting. That made no sense to him. Myungsoo never called for a formal meeting, they just yelled up and down the halls about issues and Taemin sometimes got caught in the crossfire. He loved living here, he could be whatever he wanted but now that he had his freedom, he couldn't do what he really wanted anyway. So when he sat down in the kitchen with his aunt and uncle he was wary of what would happen.

"Taeminie… We know you just moved in and you're still getting adjusted… But…" the wife had begun to speak but she looked over to her husband for him to continue.

"But, I've been asked to move by the company to a desk job in a bigger city. The distance is too far to drive, we have to move there to save on money. Taeminnie this will be last time you have to move until you want to move out we promise." The bury man sighed and rubbed his forehead as if he had suddenly gained a migraine. "I want to keep where we're moving to a surprise for you. It's still in Korea so there are no worries about that…"

Taemin smiled a little and traced a painted flower on the kitchen table beneath him. He could only think about moving farther away from Minho and Key. He did not want to loose his best friend and boyfriend simply over one move. "When are we moving?"

"Well, they've given me a month. I want to transfer your schools as soon as possible but it will take a week to move, give or take a few days. But Taeminnie, I think you'll really like where we are moving. If you don't, I'll wear a dress and walk through the city in make up with a wig."

The teenage boy laughed a little and he nodded. "So how long into second semester will it be until I can transfer schools?"

"Probably a month… Maybe less if I can woo the secretaries…" The woman next to him smacked her husband's arm and glowered at him slightly. "I'm just joking baby…"

"You better be…"

Taemin rolled his eyes and sat up a bit. "So I basically have one month until I move?"

"Yea… to make it up to you… Call Minho and talk to him all night. I don't care the cost. It could be a million won... okay not a million… try to keep it in the hundred thousands…"

Taemin snickered and slowly walked out of the kitchen. "He got back this morning so it'll be free…"

"That's great! Talk for days then! But there better be no phone sex! I don't want jizz on my phone when I go to talk on it again!"

The auburn haired boy rolled his eyes and grabbed the cordless black phone and headed up to his room. He was supposed to have his own phone line set up but it seemed like there would be a slight wait on that. He fell onto his bed and sighed when his body relaxed into the plush comforter. His fingers began to dial the already familiar numbers as he lay back on the bed.

"Hello?" Minho's voice sounded a little rough, like he had woken up from a nap.

Taemin smiled a little and bit his lip. "Did I wake you up Minho-hyung?"

"No way Taemin~ah… okay you did but don't worry about it. I missed the sound of your voice…" Minho sounded generally happy about the conversation already. Taemin felt a tingle run through his body and stop at the tip of his toes.

"Yea I missed you too… Minho…" Taemin paused unsure if he should say it so soon.

The other boy on the other side spoke up for him, "Say it Taemin, you're going to anyway…"

"Well, I'm moving, to a city and I don't know which one. Myungsoo says it's a surprise. I don't want to move even farther away from you Minho. This is already hard enough as it is…" Taemin felt like he was whining but at the moment he needed to be comforted by his lover more then anything.

There was slight shifting one the other end and Minho spoke up after a second. "Taemin~ah… I'm coming over next weekend, after school's back in. I'll see you again and maybe if we both beg your uncle he'll tell us… How long is it until you move?"

"A month…"

"Like my move I see…"

"Yea… I'm going to miss Key you know…"

Minho sighed softly and there was another shift and then a thud. "Ow… I just fell off the couch. I passed out as soon as I got home…" Taemin giggled in response and cooed softly. "Taemin we don't know where you're moving yet, we still have a month to find out… So tell me, how was your break?"

"Sweet, it was the first time I spent it with family members in three years."

"Damn Taemin… I still hate that your parents left you alone all that time." Minho sounded sympathetic as he talked about the one thing he hated the most about Taemin's life. "They should have put aside other people's children and taken care of their own."

"Minho… My mom was always the one to want to help out others. My dad on the other hand wanted to stay here, but mom wouldn't let him. So I learned to live on my own. I loved my dad Minho, and I still can't believe he's not on this earth, but please don't blame him for past mistakes."

"I'm sorry Taemin~ah…"

"It's okay you didn't know…"

-

By the next Friday in Seoul, Minho was sitting at what was known as the popular table. The boy had an enigma that was hard to defy. Everyone was drawn to him on more then one level and he had already been asked out more then ten times by guys and girls alike. But every time he would politely turn down the pursuer and never answered why because no one asked.

There were several rumors that flew around that Minho was a prude and did not date anyone that wasn't beautiful or hot enough for his standards. Others were that he had acquired a sexually transmitted disease and he did not want to spread it. There was a small one that most did not want to believe. The one that he was taken and happily devoted to someone from his home town. Most criticized this idea. There was no way the newest and almost most popular kid in school was taken. But how mistaken they were. There was only one person that had Minho's heart and he was back in his house, packing his belongings to move to a new city.