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onjongtae; pg
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Jonghyun muttered a curse as he jogged towards the editorial department. He wanted to get there before lunch, think of an excuse as to why he was there (that’s why he’s carrying some decoy brown envelope), and very cooly invite Jinki out for lunch. But sadly, his plans had to be ruined by an emergency meeting. And now he’s standing against the door to Jinki’s office, catching his breath so that he didn’t look like he was in a hurry. Of course he had to be suave, not desperate (although Minho once told him it showed anyway). As he peered into the glass window on the door, however, Jonghyun’s plans evaporated into thin air. Instead he watched, open mouth misting the window, as Taemin dropped the printouts in his hand and stepped forward to plant a kiss on Jinki’s mouth. Jonghyun should be shocked to the point of anger, really. Because Taemin who was supposedly interested in him jumped Jinki who Jonghyun had interest in. But instead of bursting into the room or running away, Jonghyun remained plastered against the door, watching as Taemin pushed Jinki backward until they hit a table. It was sort of mesmerizing, the way Taemin’s arm muscles tensed as he held on to Jinki and take control, the way Taemin closed his eyes earnestly as he let his mouth do the work, the way Jinki’s hands grasped air as he was taken aback, the way Jinki’s wide open eyes stayed open for a few seconds then very slowly fluttered closed. For a moment, Jonghyun thought he could watch these two gorgeous people forever. Then, Jinki gently pushed Taemin away, breath erratic. And Jonghyun accidentally stepped on his own foot and came crashing through the door, startling the two others. Taemin looked like he wanted to murder someone while Jinki looked like he wanted to be murdered right now. Jonghyun laughed nervously and waved his crumpled envelope. “I, uh, just came over to kiss, I mean to give Minho something and I uh…” he blinked at the two persons in the room. “I mean uh…” Jinki smiled. “Would you like to join us?” Taemin eyed him, as if unbelieving, before sighing and shrugging as if he didn’t care one bit. Jonghyun’s eyes went wide. Was Jinki really this forward? He didn’t know the head editor had such kinkiness in him. And Taemin, well, Jonghyun didn’t really care for the kid as much as he cared for Jinki but he was so pretty Jonghyun wouldn’t really mind. Images even their books wouldn’t publish flooded his brain and Jonghyun felt he’s about to have a nervous breakdown. "I, uh…if you…" "I don’t know why you’re so worked up about a lunch invitation," Taemin snapped. Jonghyun flinched. “Oh.” Taemin rolled his eyes as he pushed Jinki out of the room. “What were you thinking, asshole?” Jonghyun should’ve known it was too good to be true. :;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:☆:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;: