Chapter 3

Living with SHINee certainly was an adventure. Everyday there was something new happening, whether it be Taemin spilling his dinner all over the floor, or Taemin leaving his door open while he was changing, just thinking about that incident makes you blush.

"Dongsaeng, what are you smiling about?" Key teases you as he brushes by you.

"Oh! Oppa, umm, nothing.." you can plainly see that he does not believe you, it's almost as if everyone, except gullible Taemin, knows when you are lying.

He gave you a worried look, "Tsk, well if you ever want to talk, you know where to find me!"

You smile at him, reassuring him that everything was ok. I mean, it's not like your falling in love with Taemin. You've seen what their fan girls are like….they would rip you apart…

You shiver slightly and come back to reality, "Ahh right, I need to clean messy Taemin's room!"

You saunter off down the hallway towards Taemin's room, but before you can get there, Onew pulls you into his room.

"Shh, our manager is here! If he finds out that we have a girl living with us, especially a girl who is only 17, we'll be in HUGE trouble!" Onew deeply emphasized the word 'huge'.You nod, showing that you understand.

Onew ushers to his closet, as their manager will probably be taking a look through the house. You wonder about your bedroom, well, it wasn't much of a bedroom, it was Taemin's gigantic closet that connected to Minho's room. It was comforting to sleep, knowing that Taemin was only a few metres away from you, and of course Minho was on the other side.

Onew broke into your thoughts by shoving you inside his closet. "Stay still and be quiet!" he whispered harshly through the door.

"Yeah yeah yeah."

So you sit quietly inside Onew's closet, it smells like him, you figure he smells like old pizza, and forgotten memories buried beneath a pile of lust and betrayal…

Your poetic side takes over, and before you know it, your sitting in Onew's closet, making up stories about lost shoelaces and mouldy apples.

But a noise outside brings you back down to Earth.

"Jonghyun, Key, Onew, Minho, Taemin… may I ask you a question?" something didn't sound right in their managers voice.

"Of course! What is on your mind?" Jonghyun's voice sounded nervous, but he still spoke with an air of confidence that you could never muster.

"Umm, I was just wondering why there is a box of tampons in the bathroom…?" their manager almost stuttered as he said the word 'tampon'.

Why is it so hard for men to say that word?

"OH! Umm, those are good…nosebleeds?" you thanked god for Minho's ability to come up with a quick lie.

"I see… Well, I suppose I shall see you all tomorrow at rehearsal…"

When you heard the front door close, you stood up and opened the closet door."Dongsaeng! You can come out now!" Key yelled from the living room.

"I'm out, I'm out!" you holler back.

Taemin comes meandering over to you, he flashes you the cutest smile possible, "Ok dongsaeng, you can clean my room now!"

You frown at him, Taemin always knows how to kill the mood. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~"What…the….hell…is…this?" you pick up a dusty, flea-ridden, puppet off the floor from under your oppa's bed. You burst out in laughter, pretty soon you hear footsteps come running down the hallway towards you.

Taemin bursts in, he looks a little scared, "Umm, what's going on?"

You turn around and show him the hand puppet, it gives you great pleasure to see his face turn red.

"You didn't have to clean under my bed…" he walks over and takes the puppet from you, his cute face still a brilliant red.

You chuckle, "Why oppa? What else do you have hiding under your bed? An x-rated plushie perhaps?"

Poor Taemin had a look of true horror on his face, you momentarily forgot how touchy Koreans are on the subject of sex.

"Oh! Taemin! I'm so sorry, in America, its perfectly fine to talk about this kind of stuff, I forgot that people here take that kind of thing very seriously," you hope your rapid and messy sentence got through to him.

"Its ok dongsaeng, just, don't let that happen again…" poor Taemin's face was still bright red.

You bow as far down as you can, mocking him, "Of course, my lord."

You hear Taemin chuckle as he walks out the door, holding his ratty puppet close to his chest.

Oh yes, everyday was certainly quite an adventure with Taemin. You decided to give him his privacy and not invade the underworld of his bed, but ten minutes later you were on your knees, pulling out all sorts of crap out from under his bed.