KiHae: Competition (#9)

PURE CRACK. On the bright side, I found out today that I got straight As for the semester. Hurray for surviving another semester of college~!

Title: Competition (#9)
Word Count: 2752
Rating: T/R? (It was supposed to be NC17, but I couldn't bring myself to write the sex...)
Started/Finished: 12.16.09 / 12.17.09
Music Muse: Super Junior T, "Chot Cha"
Description: In the end, you're not quite like us. But I guess we have to give you credit for trying.

Competition

Kibum doesn't really know who to blame.

He certainly remembers how it all began. It was one morning over the weekend, when their schedules didn't demand them to wake up at ungodly hours. Because they weren't in a hurry to go anywhere, the members that were present had decided to eat breakfast together -- and even though the breakfast was merely cereal and nothing special, being able to eat a bowl of cereal in a thirty-minute span was unique enough.

It had been a conversation during this particular meal that began it all. Kibum doesn't really remember anymore how the conversation had begun; all he remembers is Sungmin randomly asking everyone if they knew who Hankyung was currently with.

"He's with Kyuhyun, I think," Ryeowook had said.

"He's what?"

"Ah, Sungmin-ah," said Yesung, "I think Wookie means that's who he's with right now. They went to the city with Henry and Zhou Mi, remember?"

"He went to the city with Zhou Mi?" Kibum remembers laughing at Sungmin's frustration; served the man right for being too inquisitive and for nosy-ing around in other people's businesses.

"Ah, but to answer seriously, isn't he with Siwon?" asked Donghae when Sungmin had been successfully convinced of Kyuhyun's loyalty to him and him only. "I remember when we were touring in China those two shared a room, and there were interesting noises coming from that room."

"Wasn't Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi's room right next door, though?" asked Ryeowook, though this time it was clear in his expression that his remark had been intentional.

"Kyu wouldn't~!" Sungmin cried, indignantly (and perhaps unknowingly) stabbing his cereal with his spoon.

"Don't listen to him," Kibum decided to tell his hyung, perhaps out of pity. At that time, the conversation was innocent; if Kibum had known where the conversation was headed, perhaps he would've let them continue harassing Sungmin. Maybe then they would've never reached that topic....

"Ah, but if I remember correctly," said Yesung, pulling the mischievous Ryeowook closer to his grasp and away from the deadly Sungmin; "wasn't Heechul all over Hankyung the other day? I mean, nothing wrong with skinship, but...."

"I was thinking that," said Sungmin thoughtfully, "and that was why I was beginning to wonder. But then I thought Heechul does that to everyone. I mean, who hasn't he kissed?--and if you say he hasn't kissed you, then you're lying and just ashamed of it."

"To be honest," said Eunhyuk, who had remained silent at his end of the table up until this point; "I thought he was with Heechul."

"Let's take a vote!" said Donghae, his eyes filled with inspiration and curiosity. "In favor of Hankyung with Siwon?" At this Donghae raised his hand immediately; Ryeowook and Sungmin were the only one to follow. In contrast Kibum, Eunhyuk, and Yesung had raised their hands in Heechul's favor.

"Unofficially, it's Hanchul then," Donghae finished conclusively, turning to Sungmin. "Why did you ask, anyway? You think Hankyung's two-timing both of them?"

"I already said, I was wondering about Heechul. And I don't know if he's two-timing them or what, but it's got me curious...."

"Ah," said Kibum, shaking his head. "Maybe we should leave it alone. It's their business, right? Let them do what they want."

He'd been trying to be fair, really. He still wishes they had listened to him, that even Donghae -- his own boyfriend -- would listen to him. But all he'd gotten in response, from both Donghae and Sungmin, had been:

"Ah, you're no fun Kibummie! Stop being such a spoilsport!"



As a result of that conversation, Kibum had been forced to endure endless conversations regarding the mystery of Hankyung's relationship status. He tried to maintain his neutrality on the matter, but with the topic sprouting forth everywhere it was really quite hard to ignore. He was actually surprised that none of the three in question ever made any mention of the suddenly popular conversational topic; Kibum had been sure that, somewhere down the line, at least one of the three would have overheard.

Opinions started to change as time passed. For instance, within a day Yesung had changed his vote from Heechul to Siwon. But Kibum saw this outcome coming from a mile away; he already knew that Yesung would convert his vote to whatever Ryeowook's was in order to appease the other man. Actually, what intrigued Kibum more was whether Yesung was really now in favor of Siwon and not merely saying so.

Even people who hadn't been in the conversation began making their guesses. Kangin cast his vote for Heechul, claiming that only an idiot would think Hankyung was with Siwon; Shindong gave a rather similar vote, making his basis on random events in the past that even Kibum had forgotten about. In contrast, Henry and Zhou Mi both said Siwon, though Kibum thought that might've been a little biased since Heechul tended to annoy them ("foreigners") whenever they were around each other.

Kyuhyun had taken to Siwon's side also, and though he had a rather legitimate reason as his basis (though it'd been similar to Donghae's) Kibum was sure that the nature of Kyuhyun's position was much like Yesung's had been. But for some reason he found himself pitying Kyuhyun for being cracked under Sungmin's whip, while he felt no such remorse for Yesung.

As it seemed, Super Junior M members seemed to know something that caused them all to pick Siwon. This included Donghae, who seemed to be the only person who wasn't swaying votes just to appease a significant other. Actually, it was probably more accurate to say that Kibum wasn't the one swaying votes, because every other hour Donghae had given him speeches about why Kibum should pick Siwon over Heechul.

Kibum can't say he didn't try to get Donghae out of the mess. "Hae," he remembers saying, "It's really none of our business. Just let them be."

"But don't you want to know?" And it was then that Kibum decided convincing Donghae was a lost cause.

The situation was much more inflated than it needed to be. Kibum doesn't even remember when Donghae and Sungmin had begun using a notebook to keep tallies on "Hanchul" and "Sihan" moments. Sometimes the two would get into fights about why it was Hanchul and not Heekyung (and similarly Sihan and not... whatever term had Hankyung on top), and it usually took either Kibum or Kyuhyun's efforts to make the debate stop; usually it was Kyuhyun, who'd always say "Sungminnie, I promise to choose you over Starcraft if you stop arguing about this."

And that usually worked more than Kibum's "Hae, leave them alone."



Much as Kibum had expected, the three in question finally did catch on.

One day, as the group was on a bus headed for a press meeting, Heechul had called for everyone's attention. With voice loud and clear, he yelled, "Quit it with this Hanchul and Sihan crap already, all right? You're all wrong! It's SiHanChul!"

And of course, as everyone began to whisper to each other their opinions regarding this newly disclosed information, it was only Leeteuk who'd said, "Heechul, we know already, why are you telling us this?"



Kibum wishes it had ended there. But it hadn't.

It was perhaps a day after Heechul's comment that Donghae approached him. Kibum remembers that day perfectly too; the man had put on his best pair of puppy eyes, looking both irresistible and likable at the same time. And Kibum probably would've opened his mouth to say "Yes, I'll do anything you say," if it hadn't been for Donghae's eagerness to spew his new plan at rocket speed.

"Repeat. Slower."

So Donghae had. "So Yesung and Ryeowook were saying at lunch how they were now officially Super Junior's most perfect couple, since the whole Hankyung business is now a threesome and not a couple."

"When you say threesome, you make it sound like all they do is have--"

"--but then Sungmin and Kyuhyun cut them off and began saying how they were the perfect couple."

Kibum had sighed. "Hae, if you're trying to say that we're the perfect couple... well, I'd comp--"

"But then Heechul said that they were the perfect threesome! But then I was thinking, you know, they're only Super Junior's perfect threesome because they are the only threesome! So I was thinking...."

Kibum is surprised how fast he'd managed to catch on to Donghae's train of thought, and so before Donghae even managed to say it aloud Kibum rejected him completely. But Kibum supposes Donghae had come equipped with a pair of sad puppy eyes for a reason....

"...who'd you have in mind?"



A day later, Kibum found himself sharing Donghae with Eunhyuk. Actually, he didn't and still doesn't really know why that other man even agreed to the stupidity of Donghae's idea; Kibum himself didn't really mind so long as he didn't have to do anything with Eunhyuk.

And so, within another day, SiHanChul had been presented with its competition.



Kibum doesn't really know who to blame.

He could (and probably will) blame Sungmin, who had brought up the stupid question about who Hankyung was with. And then he could blame Kyuhyun for being whipped and not repressing the man like he should've been.

He could also blame Hankyung for causing Sungmin to be so damn curious. And then he could blame Heechul for having to spill the awful yet inspiring (to Donghae, at least) truth.

He could (and probably wouldn't) blame Donghae also, for suggesting the stupid idea of adding Eunhyuk to their relationship in order to become the perfect threesome.

He could blame Eunhyuk for agreeing to Donghae's stupid idea.

He could blame Yesung and Ryeowook for claiming to be the perfect couple, thus provoking Donghae.

Kibum is a very posessive and protective person, and he absolutely despises the idea of having to share Donghae; as a consequence, unwillingly being in a threesome pisses him off to no end. But whoever Kibum ended up blaming for it in the end, it doesn't change the fact that, because of Donghae's stupid idea, Kibum sees and spends less time with Donghae.

Because for some reason, even though Donghae sees them as the supposedly perfect threesome, he chooses to invest his interests in Eunhyuk instead.



One day, as Kibum distastefully watches Donghae cuddle with Eunhyuk in front of the television, Heechul decides its time for an intervention.

"Who are you kidding?" Heechul says with a laugh, motioning his free hand to Donghae and Eunhyuk. "Perfect threesome?"

"That didn't come from me."

"Does Donghae even know what the word threesome means?" Heechul asks suddenly, giving the question some thought. "From my perspective it's like he's subconsciously dumped you for Hyukkie there."

Kibum frowns. "You think so?" He doesn't really want to think about that truth -- no, that possibility. It couldn't be true. Donghae was probably just lost in the moment... that had to be it.

"Probably not, but you never know. It's definitely not a threesome. Threesomes are all about... a perfect balance, so to speak. You gotta treat everyone fairly. You can't make anyone feel bored or jealous. Well... actually, I take back that last part. Jealousy only adds to the fun later on."

"You think that's what Donghae's doing to me?"

Heechul laughs, but shakes his head. "Ah, no, I don't think I'd put something like that past him...." The two turned to the two sitting on the couch; Kibum's gut clenches when he sees Donghae's head lying on Eunhyuk's stomach, staring up with the goofiest smile upon his face. And to think, that used to be him Donghae would give those smiles to....

"I say slap Donghae back to reality," Heechul says with certainty. "End this stupid game of threesomes--because we're obviously the only ones who can pull it off."

"Hae wouldn't like that idea."

"But it's the truth, and the truth hurts. Now go and claim what's rightfully yours." Kibum nods and gives his thanks, but in the end he doesn't talk to Donghae about it then; instead he takes a seat on Eunhyuk's other side, receiving a mere (yet happy) greeting on Donghae's part.

In the end, Kibum decides that Heechul doesn't actually give advice because he cares about Kibum's well-being. Rather, Heechul had only helped him out in order to defend his title with Hankyung and Siwon. And though Kibum himself doesn't really care much for such a title, he can't help but to give Heechul props for his craftiness.



Kibum probably puts up with their "threesome" for another two days at most. Actually, it's when Donghae decides to give Eunhyuk a kiss on the cheek that Kibum realizes that enough is enough. But he doesn't even have to grab Donghae by the wrist to drag him away from that thief; somehow Donghae manages to meet him halfway.

"Kibummie!" Donghae says with a laugh, clearly ignoring Kibum's glares of death.

"Talk. Now." Kibum doesn't know why he chooses the bathroom as a place to hold their conversation, but within moments he throws Donghae in and slams the door shut.

"Kibummie?"

"This needs to end," growls Kibum. "This needs to end now. Your threesome has got to the stupidest, most insane, stupidest, senseless... stupidest idea you've ever come up with! How is even fair that I have to share you just to compete with some stupid title that even fits you? If you prefer him over me then why don't you just--"

But Kibum never finishes, because at that point Donghae decides to throw himself on Kibum. The younger man protests at first, but the instant Donghae smothers his lips on his own Kibum finds no reason to resist or retort back. Their kiss is enthralling, bruising, desperate, passionate... but then.

"What the bloody hell, Hae," Kibum curses, pulling apart to catch his breath. "I'm the one who should desperately be wanting this, not you! I'm the one who's been deprived of Donghae because you've been spending more time with him!"

Donghae only laughs, shaking his head. "Ah, you think so? I only did it because you're the most unresponsive boyfriend ever!"

Kibum stares blankly. "Unresponsive? Me? -- and you did what?"

"Hyukkie agreed to fake being a part of a threesome so I could make you jealous~!" Donghae says happily. "No offense, Kibummie, but you barely even hold me, even when we hug."

"That's not true, I--"

"--it is true, Kibummie. I mean, Yesung and Ryeowook hold each other all the time, and Kyuhyun gives Sungmin kisses whenever he wants one. But you--"

"I kiss you, Hae."

"Like a mother kisses her daughter, yeah. But I'm your boyfriend, Kibummie." Kibum merely stares. So this had been the truth of it all? So in the end, the person to blame was none other than Kibum himself, for not believing in public displays of affection?

Screw that.

"You want to see a kiss?" Kibum challenges, and before Donghae replies their mouths meet once more. Kibum is dominating and possessive, and he makes sure in his kiss and in his actions that he is anything but an unresponsive boyfriend.

He misses Donghae's sly and triumphant smirk between their kisses entirely.



In the end, Kibum blames himself. But he doesn't really mind the outcome, so he tends to congratulate himself instead.

Although, he admits he becomes a little worried when one day, during yet another idle breakfast meal, Sungmin asks everyone what it means to top in a threesome. Heechul informs everyone that if there were really a top in their relationship then he would be it, merely because he has the whip cracked on the other two; Kyuhyun immediately turns down this claim, saying that though Sungmin has him under the whip he has never once bottomed.

Not only does this new conversation give him unwanted new information, but Kibum also fears it will give Donghae new ideas. Kibum can already see it now: "Kibummie, I think you should let me top for once~! Heechul was saying the other day--"

The idea scares Kibum at first, but in the end Kibum doesn't really give it much thought. It was Donghae, after all. After their escapade in the bathroom, any sex with Donghae would be worth it in the end.



(Ultimately Kibum decides that, though everything began with questioning Hankyung, in the end Heechul somehow had become the center of attention. Not that anyone had found this surprising, though).

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(SuJu Archive)

There is a highly likely chance that this one-shot will be revisited in the distant future. More specifically, there's a good chance the sex scene I skipped (I actually wrote about 500 words of it, but deleted it because I couldn't stop laughing as I was writing) will be rewritten. That'll appear in my writing journal, though, and I'll let everyone know when it does show up (or just friend me, either way).

Anyway, this is my last contribution to the SuJu fandom for the 2009 year. I have other projects I've been neglecting, so I'll be working on those from now on. I hope you've all enjoyed what I've contributed, and I'll see you in the new year~!

KiHae: Snow (#8)

This isn't necessarily AU (well it is... idk what to call it). I guess it's unrealistic in that the guys aren't in Super Junior. I've seen people do it all the time (high school fics, for example), but I don't know the proper word for it. I'm trying out different writing styles/methods, basically. I'm also ignoring their obvious age difference (since they wouldn't really be in the same class)... blah, bear with me, just read and see. I'll explain ages and stuff at the end.

So to sum up, unlike my other one-shots, this one isn't based on their SuJu activities... if you know what I mean. And it sorta actually tells an actual story. Blah.

Title: Snow (#8)
Word Count: 4263
Rating: PG-13?
Started/Finished: 12.13.09 / 12.14.09
Music Muse: Yesung, "Trap of North" (NamHanSanSung) [cho-min, I love you for making me listen to this song]
Description: In which Kibum appreciates the pureness and beauty of snow.

Snow

It had begun in the most cliche way.

"Class, I would like to introduce you to the new transfer student." Donghae's weary eyes, which had been gazing at the outside window absentmindedly, suddenly found themselves snapping to the front of the room.

He almost found himself laughing on the spot. There, in front of him, was a rather shy looking student, his glasses probably proving more prominent than the rest of his face. The only adjective Donghae could think of was "goofy," to the point where he wanted to cry tears of laughter. He even had the school uniform tucked in!--and while, sure, that was the school mandate, no one ever tucked in their shirt.

"I'm Kim Kibum," the boy muttered so quietly that he had been asked to repeat himself. "I moved from Los Angeles. My parents are Korean though, so I can understand--"

"Choi sonsaeng-nim!" Donghae interrupted, turning to their teacher. "Where's 'Los Angeles'?"

"America. And Lee Donghae, don't interrupt, I'd have expected better manners from you!" The teacher sighed as Donghae shrugged and returned his gaze to the window once more. "Kim Kibum, I would hate to have to put you next to Lee Donghae, but it's the only open seat."

"It's fine," Kibum said politely, and within minutes he was seated. Yet the second the teacher resumed her lessons, Kibum immdiately found himself assaulted by Donghae's questions.

"So do you speak English? Ah, that's so cool! I know some English, but our English teacher always scolds me because--"

"Lee Donghae!"

"Sorry." But Donghae was clearly not sorry, because moments later he continued once more. "Ah, so do you know anyone here yet? You should sit with me at lunch, I could introduce you to a few--"

"Ah, sorry... Donghae-ssi?" Kibum turned to the boy to his right, and with his most earnest grin he gave a slight nod. "I want to pay attention in class. Can we talk later?"

Kibum would always remember the first time he'd seen those hurt, puppy eyes that Donghae had given in return. And though he really didn't know why Donghae was so hurt, when the boy had replied with "Oh, all right" Kibum had never felt more guilty in his life.

And that was how Donghae began to fit into the picture.



After class, Donghae did not wait for Kibum. Not the latter had been expecting him to, but the behavior in general had been rather strange; the second they'd been dismissed Donghae had rushed out of the classroom, not even allowing Kibum to ask where they could meet up for lunch.

As a result, when their lunch break came, he had been forced to wander the campus in an attempt to look for a boy he only barely knew. The task was hard; several times he found himself stopping a boy who only looked similar to Donghae, and as a result he found himself feeling rather embarrassed and apologizing repeatedly. The only thing Kibum really knew well was Dongha'es puppy eyes, which he surely wouldn't be wearing during lunch break.

Just when Kibum had given up hope altogether, he found the vaguely familiar voice of Donghae ringing out to him. And without hesitation, Kibum hurried his way over to a table in the corner of the room.

"Ah, Hyukkie, this is the kid I was talking about." A new boy, one Kibum did not recognize, gave a grunt and a slight wave in his direction.

"I'm Hyukjae," the boy gave as his introduction. "Donghae says you're Kibummie."

Kibum laughed, turning to Donghae. "Nicknames, already?--but I go by Kibum."

"He gives everyone nicknames," Hyukjae explained, earning a pout and a cry of frustration from Donghae.

"Ah, Hyukkie, I can talk for myself you know!" Kibum could only laugh, and without any pangs of awkwardness he allowed himself to sit down with the two. The three talked for a bit, and before long Kibum found himself enjoying their presence. They weren't obnoxious (though Donghae bordered it, Kibum decided), but they were still rather entertaining.

About halfway through lunch they were joined by a boy called Sungmin (Sungminnie, to Donghae), who was in the grade above them. Kibum found himself liking Sungmin too; e was definitely unlike the other two in that he was shyer and not so loud, yet there was something about him that still made him prominent and sure of himself. He also seemed to take a great liking for Kibum, much as Donghae and Hyukjae had, though Kibum couldn't really explain that one.

Kibum wasn't really close to any of them, but by the time lunch ended he had felt slightly more secure with himself.



Kibum didn't really see himself as growing closer to Donghae until he'd seen his first snowfall in Korea. It wasn't that Kibum had never seen snow; he just hadn't been expecting it. And while for the most part he'd dressed accordingly, he'd accidentally forgotten mittens.

And Donghae, having noticed this, decided to offer the new student one of his mittens.

"Ah, hyung," began Kibum, "you're going to get cold."

"And you're cold right now," Donghae insisted, dangling the right mitten in his face. "Besides, at least one hand will be warm."

Kibum sighed. The boy's logic was rather faulty--did it really matter if one hand wasn't freezing so long as the other one still was--but in the end Kibum relented and put it on.

"Kibummie... that's a right-hand glove."

"But my left hand's colder, hyung."

"Put it on your right hand!" Relatively surprised at the inclination of tone, Kibum rolled his eyes and placed the mitten on his other hand. But what had hadn't expected was both of his hands feeling warmth, and for three or four steps he could not explain this phenomenon for the life of him.

But then, when he felt Donghae walking slightly closer than he normally did, and when he'd tried to pull away, the realization that Donghae was holding onto his hand came instantly.

"Kibummie, don't be an idiot," Donghae muttered, pulling his hand back towards him. "You're going to get cold, and so will I."

"It'd be only me if it weren't for this genius idea of yours."

"Shush, it was my idea."

In the end, Kibum had to admit he didn't mind. Even when Sungmin caught the two of them in the act and started spewing teasing proclamations of their love, and even as he felt the red rise in his cheeks and watched Donghae scold the boy for his ludicrousness, he didn't mind.



That was how it had begun, and that was how the two had gone closer. Or at least, that was what Kibum believed to be the first sign towards being closer. Realistically, he knew it'd probably been a little more subtle and progressive than that.

About half a year later, the four were sitting yet again at the table in which Kibum had first stumbled upon Hyukjae and Sungmin. But instead of that day a year before, where the four were laughing and talking about nothing of utmost importance, now they were more solemn, attempting to console a seemingly wounded Sungmin.

"Ah, Sungminnie, you don't even know what he really thinks about you!"

"Does he even know you exist?" asked Hyukjae, earning him a sharp fist to the shoulder.

"Ignore him," continued Donghae, turning to Kibum. "Bummie, help me here."

Kibum paused. "Uh... why do you like hyung to begin with? How did you meet?"

"He's not my hyung," Sungmin said quietly. "He's in the year below you all. And I caught him in the library playing Starcraft. You're not supposed to use the computers there for recreational purposes, so I was going to tell him to get off. But then, when I told him, he gave me this goofy smile and said, 'Ah, hyung, you wouldn't tell on me right?'"

"Did you?" asked Hyukjae, earning him another punch.

"Ignore him," Donghae said yet again. "Anyway... so why are you depressed?"

Sungmin sighed. "I'm letting someone I don't even know get the best of me, Hae! I can't stop thinking about that ridiculously goofy smile of his, and the way his lips moved when he talked to me, and--"

"Hyung," began Kibum, "do you even know his name?"

"..."

Immediately Donghae burst into laughter. "What? Sungminnie, how could you not even know something like that! If you're that head over heels for him, how hard is it to ask the guy his name?"

"That's what makes it so bad!" Sungmin yelled, burying his face into his arms once more. "Whatever, just forget it. I'll manage."

"Hyung..." began Kibum, but Donghae managed to cut him off.

"That does it, Sungminnie! As of this very moment, the three of us will help you make him yours!"

Amidst Sungmin's sudden cheers of surprise and glee, Kibum and Hyukjae's protests remained unnoticed. And that was how Sungmin began to fit into the picture.



When it had all began, Kibum would never have guessed that befriending Donghae would imply playing matchmaker for Sungmin. But then again, there were many things Kibum hadn't predicted then, like how he had a sudden desire for another snowfall to envelope the school grounds. But that was an entirely different story on its own.

"If it's Hae's idea," began the disgruntled boy, "why am I the one doing the dirty work?" And true to the boy's words, it was Kibum--not Donghae--who was situated at the computers awaiting mystery boy's arrival. Supposedly Donghae was wandering the halls with Sungmin trying to stalk mystery boy, even though it was pointless since they all knew he'd end up in the library eventually. And as for Hyukjae -- well, Kibum made it a point to ask the boy later how he'd managed to escape duties.

The actual meeting of mystery boy was less climatic than preparing for the moment had been. In all honesty Donghae and Sungmin had failed, because without warning mystery boy had taken the seat next to Kibum. And after no word on Sungmin or Donghae, Kibum figured he would just carry out the deed altogether.

"What's your name?"

Mystery boy looked perplexed, perhaps as a result of having been interrupted from his Starcraft. "Ah... it's Cho Kyuhyun."

"Kyuhyun, then," said Kibum, nodding his head in improvisation. "Ah, well see... you're not supposed to be using the computers for recreational purposes."

"Hyung, you wouldn't tell anyone, would you? Besides, you aren't even using your computer. At least I'm not depriving someone of a free seat."

Kibum laughed and nodded, admiring Kyuhyun's cheeky response.



Donghae and Sungmin, apparently, had run into a mob of girls on their way to the library, thus preventing their entrance Kibum had been oh-so-anticipating. Nevertheless Sungmin was pleased to have learned his name, but though perhaps more on excitement than on an purposeful intent of fail, Sungmin had called out mystery boy's name the next moment he saw him.

And for some reason, Kyuhyun did not question Sungmin's mysterious knowledge of his name.

"Hyung, what's your name?"

"Sungmin! You should sit with us for lunch!" And despite Hyukjae's eye-rolling and obvious distaste for their lunch crew's increasingly growing size, Kyuhyun accepted the offer.

And that was how Kyuhyun began to fit into the picture.



Donghae's plan was halfway done, or at least that's what he had decided to tell Kibum. Really, knowing someone's name was probably a fiftieth of the work. But the two were actually growing closer to each other, which Donghae claimed made up the other twenty-four fiftieths.

It was about two months later when Donghae declared the second half of their plan be enacted. And both to Kibum's excitement and misery, it had been snowing.

"It'll be the perfect coffee date!" Donghae exclaimed with wishful eyes. "We'll tell Kyuhunnie that Sungmin wanted to meet him at the coffee shop, and we'll tell Sungminnie that it was all Kyuhyunnie's idea."

"I still don't see how that's going to bring them together as a couple," Hyukjae pointed out, earning him a fist to his shoulder. Kibum only shrugged and gave the boy his condolences, obviously choosing to keep his mouth shut to avoid being hurt.

To no one's surprise, Kibum found himself acting as a spy on Sungmin's "date." But at least this time, Donghae had been there with him.

"You think it will work?" Kibum asked his hyung, shivering slightly. "It's not like anyone's going to be confessing feelings or anything. They'll probably see it as an outing."

"Sungminnie's going to confess," said Donghae, nodding his head in pure confidence.

"How do you know?"

"Because he messes up a lot like that." And sure enough, within maybe fifteen minutes of Sungmin and Kyuhyun talking, Sungmin had spilled his beans. And much to Donghae's utter excitement (perhaps more so than Sungmin himself), Kyuhyun had accepted his hyung's feelings.

"Be a little more discreet, will you?" Kibum snapped, pulling the boy down once more. "Try not to get your cover blown, please."

Donghae sighed. "Fine, Kibummie -- wait, you okay?"

"...yeah...? Why?"

"You're shivering."

"Of course I am, it's cold outside if you hadn't noticed!" Kibum rolled his eyes, turning away. "Anyway, our job is done. I didn't think you'd actually pull it off, yet... you did."

"Do you want my jacket, Bummie?"

"No."

Donghae pouted, and for the second time Kibum found himself staring into hurt, puppy eyes and welling up with guilt. "Is it because you hate me?"

"No."

"Yo," said a voice suddenly, causing Donghae to jump to his feet instantly. Kibum merely turned his gaze upward, and he was relatively unsurprised to find Sungmin and Kyuhyun staring down at the both of them. Though with Kibum's volume and Donghae's eagerness... Kibum supposed it was to be expected.

"Ah, Sungminnie... funny seeing you here," said Donghae with a laugh.

"I hate you, by the way!" Sungmin shouted suddenly, pointing his finger at Donghae threateningly. "I knew said you were going to help, but this... this was going too far! You made me make a fool out of myself in front of Kyu, and I would so murder you right now if things hadn't gone in my general favor!"

"But they did!" protested Donghae, pointing at Sungmin as he leaned against the taller boy's frame. "So why are you angry?"

"He's just shocked that you dared to spy on him," Kyuhyun explained quietly. Then, without breaking the seriousness in his face, he turned to Kibum. "Sungmin's done his fair share, so we both agree it's about time you've done yours."

"What?" asked Kibum in surprise, ignoring the surprised looks from Donghae. "I dunno what you're talking about."

"Nor do I!" Donghae yelled. "What's going on?"

"A plan behind a plan!" Sungmin replied excitedly. "Ah, and Hae here thought he was the one pulling all the strings...."

Kibum turned to Donghae, hoping the other boy had a clue what was going on -- but by the look on Donghae's face Kibum knew he wasn't the only one not in the know. But apparently Donghae thought he was, especially after what Kyuhyun had said. But what did he mean? -- what fair share? When had he made an agreement with Sungmin and Kyuhyun? What had Sungmin done, exactly?

...well, aside from telling Kyuhyun his true feelings. But what did that have to do with...?

...oh no.

"You've got it all wrong!" Kibum suddenly found himself yelling, regretting it the second the words had left his mouth.

"So you were in this too?" Donghae asked, turning onto Kibum. "Bummie, tell me, what's going on? Please?"

"I... I don't really know," said Kibum, turning back to the other two. "But... I have an idea... and no, you've got it wrong."

"Kibum," Sungmin said with a grin, nodding. "It's all right. We all know. It's obvious. Even when you don't realize it. Even Kyu knows." And much to Kibum's chagrin, Kyuhyun nodded in affirmation.

"Knows what?" persisted Donghae, latching onto Kibum's wrist before the boy could turn away. "Bummie, tell me!"

"Don't you ever wonder why Kibum-ah always dresses lightly in the cold, Hae?"

"Shut up!" Kibum roared, pulling himself free from Donghae's grasp. "It's... it's not like that at all...."

"Not like what...?" asked Donghae.

Sungmin sighed. "Are you that thick, Hae, really? Too busy playing matchmaker with me? Didn't even notice poor Kibum-ah here?"

"Hyung, stop," breathed Kibum, but Sungmin shook his head.

"Ah, Hae's had too much fun humiliating me, why can't I humiliate him for a change?"

"Because you're humiliating me, too," Kibum said quietly, so quietly that it had almost gone unheard. Sungmin's grin immediately dropped after that; Donghae himself had missed Kibum's remark completely, and if it hadn't been for Kyuhyun's sudden intervention the clueless boy would surely have begun pestering Kibum to repeat it.

After some time, Sungmin bowed his head. "Ah, sorry Kibum-ah... I guess I was having too much fun."

"But it's really not like that," said Kibum, shaking his head. "Hyung's too busy being friends with Hyukjae. He's been here before me. I shouldn't intrude on something like that."

"Hyukkie?" asked Donghae, but not before Kibum turned his back to them all and sprinted away. The three boys watched as his figure retreated into the distance. Even when Kibum tripped over his own feet and fell face first into the snow, none of them bothered to pursue him.

Two regretful pairs of eyes turned to Donghae, who apparently still had no idea what was going on. And perhaps in an attempt to finish his revenge, though perhaps more so to prevent the situation from growing any worse, Sungmin sighed and let loose the truth.

"Hae... he likes you."

And that was how Hyukjae began to fit into the picture.



When it had all began, Kibum would never have guessed that befriending Donghae would imply breaking his own heart, even though he was completely in denial. But there were many things Kibum couldn't have predicted then, like how he suddenly had the urge to take up boxing so he could beat many certain people to a bloody pulp. But that was an entirely different story on its own.

A whole week had passed with Kibum avoiding the first boy he'd ever known at this school. It wasn't really Donghae's fault; not only was Kibum unsure whether Sungmin was right, but he also wasn't sure how to face the boy. He felt embarrassed and humiliated, and it was only because of that that Kibum understood how Sungmin had felt that night.

It wasn't like Donghae was making an attempt to see him, anyway. Though they sat next to each other in their fist class of the day, they made no attempts in talking. To his knowledge, Donghae had made no complaints when Kibum decided to sit with other classmates of his. As far as Kibum knew, Donghae no longer cared about him.

It was about halfway into the second week when something finally did happen. He'd been eating lunch with their classmate Ryeowook as he'd always done since recently. In a way Ryeowook reminded him of Sungmin, though much quieter (though, as Kibum had to remind himself, at one point he labeled Sungmin as quiet and shy, too). He was always leaning into a boy who had introduced himself as Yesung, and the two conversed much in the same way Kyuhyun and Sungmin did. It was a very subtle and laidback relationship, something Kibum both liked and admired.

But it was on that particular day when he received a sudden visit from Hyukjae. Without even asking Yesung and Ryeowook (not that he needed their permission, though), Hyukjae grabbed Kibum by his uniform's collar and dragged him, quite literally, out of the cafeteria and into the cold outdoors.

"Babo!" Hyukjae yelled, who seemed to be trying his best to ignore the sudden cold that now enveloped them both. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you the same thing? It's cold...."

"And so are you! You know Hae's been a mess since that day you decided to start ignoring him!"

"He's the one ignoring me!"

Hyukjae shrugged. "Then you're both at fault. And why are you so angry at Sungmin, anyway? He was trying to do you a favor. We all were!"

"What kind of favor was that? You all embarrassed me and forced my feelings upon him!" And it was only then, as the words left his mouth, that Kibum realized he'd said 'his feelings.' Instinctively. Not 'feelings Sungmin had assumed.'

"You're just like Sungmin!" roared Hyukjae. "If no one had forced the both of you, neither of you would have gotten anywhere!" Kibum said nothing, only turning away. The snow looked wonderful today, he thought to himself, in an attempt to think of anything except what was right in front of him. But the snow reminded him too much of Donghae; pity how much he disliked seeing something so naturally beautiful because of someone so beau--no, wait, no....

"It doesn't matter, anyway," said Kibum bitterly. "He likes you anyway, doesn't he? You've been around longer, you've been his friend longer... I can't really compete. I wish I'd just stayed as the new kid who never made friends. That might've been easier."

Silence fell upon the two of them for a moment, perhaps in the guise of a blanket of snow. Kibum did his best not to look at Hyukjae, afraid to see something he wouldn't like -- but eventually his curiosity got the best of him. And, much to his predictions, when he turned the boy was fuming.

"Compete? Hae doesn't like me, you idiot. It's you that's got him mesmerized."

"W-what?" stuttered Kibum, turning away yet again. "I-I mean, no, you... you've got it all wrong. He's barely known me. And what about those love taps he keeps giving you?"

"Love taps?" asked Hyukjae, blank-eyed. "You mean his punches? You call those love taps?"

"...yeah?"

"Those freaking hurt," Hyukjae said, absentmindedly bracing his shoulder. "But that's hardly the point! Did you ever wonder where I was every time Donghae was going on with one of his stupid plans? I was doing you a favor -- though I admit, the first one I just failed terribly. Fangirls are hard to anticipate...."

"So he doesn't like you?" Kibum asked again. He couldn't explain why really, but when Hyukjae had shook his head in reply he felt a wave of relief sweep over him.

"Babo... now go make up and make out, all right? I'm done playing matchmaker -- and that goes for both you and Sungmin!"

"Ah, mianhae, I'll get right on it! -- but can I ask one more question?"

Hyukjae sighed. "If you make it quick. Lunch is ending soon."

"Ah, right... well, you said Hae didn't like you. But you never said if you liked Hae."

If Hyukjae had lost his guard for an instant Kibum had missed it entirely.

"Another time," said Hyukjae. "Now go back in there before I do something you'll regret."



Much in the same manner Hyukjae had dragged him outside, Kibum had forced Donghae to his feet and brought him to the courtyard. The snow was still continuing to fall, much as it had been moments before. And for some reason, Kibum found himself appreciating the pureness and beauty of the white snow much more than he had only moments earlier.

There was still Donghae to deal with. He wasn't really sure about his own feelings, though he couldn't deny that he did feel something for him. Perhaps not in the obsessive sense like Sungmin towards Kyuhyun, and perhaps not as subtle as Ryeowook towards Yesung. He did like the holding hands and the talking to him and the...

...ah well, screw it.

"Hae," Kibum said quietly. "I have to tell you something."

The response, Kibum had to admit, had not been expected. "I know. Sungmin told me. And you're an idiot for running on me." Kibum only laughed, his gaze lingering on his laugh as its airy ghost melted into the cold air around them. For all it had taken to get here, for all the weeks Kibum had spent avoiding this... well, this hadn't been expected.

"Anticlimatic, isn't it? Donghae said with a laugh. "I guess that's to be expected. It's not like we're professional actors or anything. Not everything's like it is in the movies."

"I guess," Kibum said.

Moments passed in their silence. The seconds continued to tick towards the end of lunch, where the two would be forced apart to head to their respective classes. But to them, or at least in that moment, seconds passed into hours, hours into days. The only thing they could do was sit and watch the snow fall peacefully....

They didn't need to speak any words. The silence was assumed and understood by both. Everything they had experienced was crashing yet unfolding before them, laying before them an unclear yet certain path to their future. But neither minded, really; after all, their beginning was cliche enough; who was to say onwards couldn't be, either?



When it had all began, Kibum would never have guessed that befriending Donghae would imply going on dates with him and being his unofficial boyfriend. But there were many things Kibum couldn't have predicted then, like how the innocent question "Hae, I'm cold. Can I borrow a glove?" could suddenly mean "Hae, shut up. Just hold me already."

But that was an entirely different story on its own.

END
KiHae: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16]

(SuJu Archive)

I fail miserably for starting in Donghae's POV and then forgetting about him completely. I also fail miserably at happy endings. *returns to angst*

And blahhh why can't I write my second chapter properly? Or maybe I'm trying to make it too perfect.

(For reference: Sungmin and Yesung are in the same year. Next year is Donghae, Hyukjae, Kibum, Ryeowook. Then one year down is Kyuhyun)

I hope you don't brick me for this. Uhm, hope you enjoyed? *bows down in apology to EunHae fans... will write for you one day, promise*

KiHae: Irony (#7)

Bah I need ideas for a chaptered fic. In other news, I'm writing this instead of studying for a Linear Algebra final... yay.

This one contains hints of HanChul, as well as ninja!KyuMin. Have fun reading~

Title: Irony (#7)
Word Count: 1811
Rating: PG-13?
Started/Finished: 12.08.09 / 12.08.09
Music Muse: PlayRadioPlay!, "Even Fairy Characters Would Be Jealous."
Description: Irony plays with us in ways that frustrate us, but in the end it's probably for our own good.

Irony

One day, without really knowing why, KiBum finds himself being yelled at.

"You're so stupid," he finds DongHae saying to him, though he really doesn't know why. "Is that really so hard to ask, Kibummie?"

KiBum only stares. "Ask what, exactly?"

"And you weren't even listening?" DongHae is clearly mad, which puts KiBum at unease. "I already mentioned it twice already!"

"No Hae, you didn't -- !"

"Hyung," corrects DongHae snappishly, silencing KiBum. "You know what, KiBum-ah, I've just about had it. Remind me next time not to invest so much on a person who doesn't take relationships seriously."

"Hae, what are you -- ?" but DongHae is already out the door before KiBum can manage much else. The silence in their dorm does not really trouble KiBum though, because he knows DongHae will be back by the next morning.

But in the rare case DongHae is actually serious, KiBum tells himself, he better tell me what he's going on about.

Because KiBum still doesn't know by the time he goes to bed.



The next morning, KiBum awakes to an empty bed. But it takes a little while for KiBum to remember the significance of this. He barely recognizes DongHae's silent treatment, and he completely misses the angry glares DongHae shoots in his direction. And of course breakfast that morning ends with DongHae running out of the dorms, and it's only then that KiBum remembers their arguments of the night before.

HyukJae attempts to talk to him after breakfast, though his success is rather questionable.

"Hae really didn't tell me why he was angry," KiBum says in his defense.

But HyukJae, having only heard DongHae's side, only shrugs in uncertainty. "He says you weren't paying attention, which is why you didn't hear him."

"I was paying attention," KiBum retorts. "And he didn't say anything. He just thinks he did because his mind speaks faster than his mouth."

HyukJae shrugs again. "He says you don't express yourself enough, like you're just in it for the benefits he gives you."

"But I'm not."

"But it feels that way to him," said HyukJae. "You make the relationship seem one-sided, you know?"

"Not really, no."

HyukJae sighs. "This is why DongHae should really be telling you these things himself! Like I know how he feels...."

"So why isn't he?"

"Because he's mad at you. I thought that was obvious?"

Success, KiBum decides, is subjective.



KiBum turns to HeeChul next, since DongHae used to say that HeeChul was a man known for his advice. But HeeChul really has no desire to help KiBum at the moment, as he has his own HanKyung-related problems to deal with. And since KiBum doesn't quite want to embark on a "Get HeeChul His Daily Dose of HanKyung" quest, he gives up on that route entirely.

So instead he talks to YeSung, who isn't pleased at all that he's suddenly been pulled into their affairs.

"All I did was listen to DongHae rant at lunch. Why me, DdangKoma?"

KiBum, of course, ignores the remark completely. "Hyung, please, what did he say to you?"

YeSung turns away from his turtle and sighs. "I don't know, something about how you make your relationship too difficult because you never tell him what you want. To be honest, I didn't even know you guys were together until he started ranting to me."

KiBum ignores the last part completely. "It's not like he lives to please me, hyung! Why is it my fault that I didn't come with a complete list of likes and dislikes?"

"He says half the time he doesn't know if he's doing the right because you don't express yourself enough. But I don't know KiBum-ah, why can't you just ask him y0urself?"

Instead of replying with the slightly more honest "Because I don't know what I'm supposed to be asking him about," KiBum chooses to quote a rather wise young man instead.

"Because he's mad at me. I thought that was obvious?"



KiBum doesn't have to look far for someone else to ask counsel from, because the instant KiBum returns to his room SungMin barges in with the largest grin on his face.

"A little birdie tells me you and a certain other are having relationship problems!" he says in a very singsong manner, and it takes almost all of KiBum's efforts to not lash out at the man for his behavior.

"Did Hae rant to you, too?"

"No, I just overheard your conversation in YeSung's room."

"At least you're honest." Neither man talks immediately; in particular KiBum doesn't talk because, if SungMin really had overheard, there was really no point in wasting his breath. In the end though, when SungMin refuses to show signs of talking any time soon, KiBum gives up and spills the details once more.

"Maybe he's angry at you because you don't respect him as your elder," SungMin says when KiBum finishes his story. "I mean, why else would he snap at you for not calling him hyung?"

"You missed the point entirely," KiBum mutters bitterly. "No wonder he keeps saying you never take a hint." And though SungMin doesn't have a clue what or who he's referring to, KiBum leaves it at that.



When HeeChul's finally satisfied with his HanKyung time, he decides to hear KiBum out. But the information KiBum receives is more or less the same thing KiBum's other hyungs have already told him, and he feels slightly relieved that he hadn't aided in HeeChul's quest, since it had yielded unfruitful results in the end anyway.

"He obviously feels like he's the only one maintaining the relationship."

"So I've been told."

"It's only because you don't put as much into it as he does, so to say."

"So I've been told."

"You should really talk to him yourself."

"So I've been told."

"And don't talk to your hyung like that!"

"So I've been told."

In the end, KiBum decides that HeeChul's helpfulness must have an inverse relationship with his age, because there's no way that was the same man who helped DongHae ask KiBum out to their first date.



SiWon's advice is perhaps the only advice that differs from his other hyungs.

"DongHae wouldn't stop talking about you today."

"Really now," KiBum asks unenthusiastically, almost to the point where it isn't even a question.

SiWon nods. "He says he doesn't understand why you won't tell him anything, even though he always takes the time to tell you stuff."

"Oh, so now he's supposed to be my box of secrets, too?"

"That's what I told him!" SiWon exclaims, which actually shocks KiBum for a moment. But all shock fades away when SiWon opens his mouth again.

"Actually," SiWon continues, his hands now talking more than his lips; "I told hyung that he shouldn't confide in you and that he shouldn't ask you to confide in him. Because you know, if only he confided more in God--"

"Hyung... I think you're mistaking him for HeeChul."



Right before KiBum decides to ask Leader for his opinion, DongHae stops him in the hall.

"I hate you."

"I know," KiBum replies. "Everyone in this house does, too."

DongHae shakes his head furiously. "I don't understand, KiBum-ah. I think you've talked to everyone in this house more than you've ever talked to me about anything!"

"That's not true," SungMin's voice says suddenly, conveniently emerging from a nearby doorway. "He so far hasn't talked to ShinDong, HanKyung, RyeoWook--"

"Stop being a pain," KyuHyun's voice interjects, and his hand appears out of nowhere and pulls SungMin back into their room. KiBum manages to hear SungMin yell 'And Kyuhyunnie, too!' before KyuHyun's hand reemerges to slam shut the door. Then after follows a silence, which lasts quite a while since both boys had been thrown off guard by the interruption.

DongHae is the first to continue the conversation. "You talked to everyone about me, KiBum-ah. You probably said more meaningful things to them than you ever did to me."

"Ah, I don't quite think so...." KiBum smiles as the conversations replay in his head; in particular, he finds the ones with HeeChul, SiWon, and SungMin rather amusing in nature.

However, since DongHae can't read KiBum's mind, he gets angry once more. "You told them how you felt, didn't you? That's much more than anything you've ever told me! Gah!"

And before KiBum really has time to register what's going on, DongHae storms off yet again. But at least this time, he knows why.



A little before dinner, KiBum compiles a list of reasons for why DongHae is angry with him.

1
Because I apparently don't talk enough.

2
Because I apparently don't tell him my secrets.

3
Because I don't call him hyung, even if it was his request not to.

4
Because I never verbally express how I feel, even though my actions do it all the time.

5
Because I apparently never pay attention.

6
Because I apparently don't take our relationship seriously.

There's plenty more KiBum wants to add to the list, but writing it all feels too idiotic and pointless. And by the time dinner is served, he begins to realize that this truly is a stupid thing to fight over.



When night falls, DongHae goes to bed without saying a word. And KiBum, declaring that enough was truly enough, decides to crawl into bed with him.

"Mianhae," KiBum whispers into the other's ear. And much to his surprise, DongHae doesn't kick him off the bed.

Minutes pass in their position, KiBum even daring to place an arm around the other man's waist. He doesn't really want the moment to end either, because keeping DongHae near is much more favorable than having to chase him everywhere.

DongHae is the first to break the silence. "Ah, Kibum-ah, you're apologizing yet you're still no different."

"Shut it, Hae. I like you better when you're not talking all the time and ruining the mood. How's that for expressing how I feel?"

"Fine, fine. But what does that have to do with you not talking?"

KiBum sighs, holding DongHae to him tighter. "You know, you could really give SungMin a run for his money...."



The next morning, after KiBum is made to promise a change in his actions and behavior, DongHae poses a more serious question.

"Kibummie, if you really thought all of that, why didn't you just tell me that yourself?"

And even though there are many other responses KiBum could have given the idiot (for example, "How ironic, the entire time I was asking myself that exact question," or "Because it didn't occur to me that I was the one with the problem, really."), he again chooses to quote a rather wise young man instead.

"Because you were mad at me. I thought that was obvious?"

And as he listens to DongHae complain yet again, he makes a mental note to thank HyukJae later.

END
KiHae: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16]

(SuJu Archive)

(gets bricked for no reason)

My attempt at mentioning more characters. Though I still have yet to use KangIn in a story.... *Adds KangIn to SungMin's list*

In terms of quality of writing, I really like my angsty fics better. But since most of you like happier endings, I think I can bear a few non-angst fics here and there :)

KiHae: Optimal (#6)

I come bearing another one-shot without angst! See, I promise, and I deliver!

Title: Optimal (#6)
Word Count: 978
Rating: PG-13? I guess? There's nothing explicit, really.
Started/Finished: 12.07.09 / 12.07.09
Music Muse: Relient K, "Curl Up and Die"
Description: KiBum doesn't really know when he likes their relationship best. DongHae finds this problematic.

Optimal

One day, while sitting idly in front of a TV, DongHae asks KiBum what he likes most about their relationship.

"Hyung, don't ask strenuous questions," KiBum scolds, and while it's true that they're to be using the free time in their schedules to relax, KiBum knows he'd only said it to avert having to answer the question. But DongHae, being both resilient and bored, persists with his question.

"Ah Kibummie, there's gotta be something you like!"

KiBum shrugs. "I like it all. Everything"

"Bad answer!" DongHae yells with a laugh, throwing a pillow at his face. "Kibum-ah, pick one!"

"Hae..." but just as KiBum finds himself against a corner he does not like, the television decides to come to the rescue with a lovely ad about feeding pet fish with new, formulated fish food. And though KiBum comes out of the predicament with a little less won in his pocket, he knows this had probably the best outcome.



KiBum should've known that wouldn't be the end of it, though, for later that evening as he washing the dishes from dinner DongHae suddenly hugs him from behind.

"Kibummie," says DongHae, whispering into KiBum's ear. "Do you like it better when I hug you normally or from behind?"

"Both," is KiBum's short but cheeky response.

DongHae pulls away, pouting. "Bad answer! But ah, Kibummie, why can't you pick one?"

"That has nothing to do with what I like best about our relationship," KiBum replies, returning to the dishes. "But off the record, from behind, hyung. I like those better."

KiBum is not surprised when DongHae does exactly that.



A few days later, or when KiBum's and DongHae's schedules are next free simultaneously, KiBum finds himself being dragged outside.

"It's snowing!" DongHae says when KiBum asks for the reason of their outdoor excursion.

"And I need a jacket."

"Have mine." KiBum tries to reject DongHae's offer, but because DongHae is resilient to KiBum's protests he takes off the jacket and places it over KiBum's shoulders.

The two spend the day doing what most any child would. They roll in the snow, throw snowballs at each other, and attempt (and fail) to make snowmen. And though DongHae is clearly cold he still wears the warmest and brightest smile.

At the end of it all, as they sit upon a park bench (more accurately, KiBum is sitting, while DonHae is lying down with his head in KiBum's lap), DongHae decides to posit the question once more.

"Shut up and quit ruining the moment."

"Bad answer! -- and that's no way to talk to your hyung, Kibummie!" -- but DongHae, not really wanting to ruin the moment himself, doesn't really say much else.



KiBum is not surprised when DongHae wakes up with a cold the next morning.

"It's just a cold!" whines DongHae, refusing to acknowledge KiBum's stern gazes from across the room. "Kibummie, can I please have my morning kiss?"

"You're sick."

"How about morning hug?"

KiBum feigns giving it thought. "You're sick."

DongHae is not happy, especially when KiBum only smiles at DongHae's infantile frustration. "Kibummie, this is your favorite part of our relationship, isn't it? When you get to pull the strings?"

"Not at all," KiBum says with a laugh. "Why would I like a sick Hae?"

"I don't know, because you're sadistic. So then can I please get a hug before you go?"

"You're sick."

DongHae is furious when KiBum finally leaves, but his cold forces him to sleep before he can dwell on it much.



Admittedly, KiBum does like having the strings in his hands. But KiBum would never mention that to DongHae, especially when his current (and only) goal in life seems to be finding out what KiBum likes.



KiBum is not surprised when DongHae tackles him upon entering the house.

"I'm better!" DongHae yells, shoving his mouth against KiBum's. And then, when they break apart, "And you're dead, Kibummie!"

KiBum lets DongHae vent his sexual frustration on him, though it's not like he minds or anything. He knows he deserves it, anyway.



In the middle of the night, KiBum is awakened with a slight tap upon his shoulders. Having never been a heavy sleeper, he immediately turns to DongHae and prepares to scold him.

"Nightmare," DongHae whispers lowly.

KiBum drops his anger immediately.
"What are you, seven?" he says with a laugh. But they do this every time DongHae has nightmares, and so the other man takes no offense and slips into KiBum's embrace. He feels warm and safe, and returns to sleep knowing no nightmare will dare plague him once more -- not while KiBum's there to be his bodyguard.



Admittedly, KiBum does like the moments in which DongHae runs to him and him only for help and condolence. But KiBum would never mention that to DongHae, especially when his current (and only) goal in life is to find out what KiBum likes.



And so one day, while sitting idly in front of a TV, DongHae asks KiBum what he likes most about their relationship.

"Hyung, don't ask strenuous questions," KiBum scolds. But DongHae, being both resilient and bored, persists with his question.

"Ah Kibummie, there's gotta be something you like!"

KiBum shrugs. He does give it some thought, though. He thinks about the times where they act as children, playing together without any cares in the world. He thinks about how DongHae always puts him before himself, even if it means sacrificing something or getting sick the next day. He thinks about how DongHae always wants to make him happy, always doing the things KiBum wants done. He thinks about the times in which the silence between them more strongly illustrates their love than any words could ever hope to do so. And then he thinks about the things in their relationship that are meant to be felt and not said.

And it's only then that KiBum knows his answer.
"I like it all," he says. "Everything."

And even though DongHae yells "Bad answer!" and throws a pillow at his face, KiBum knows that it is, in fact, the right answer.

END
KiHae: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16]

(SuJu Archive)

(gets bricked for all teh sap)

I noticed how people keep spotting my stuff, lol. While I'm very touched and amused, blogspot kinda fails... so though you spot the very first comment, you won't get to post your actual comment where you saved your spot -- but at least everyone knows who commented first! But this really isn't a big deal, since not many people comment at the moment anyway =P

KiHae: Sweat (#5)

Uhm how about I fail at romantic pieces? Feel free to let me know how much I failed.

Title: Sweat (#5)
Word Count: 1036
Rating: T/PG-13 (in American standards, meaning rough kissing at worst.)
Started/Finished: 12.07.09 / 12.07.09
Music Muse: Super Junior, "Monster"
Description: Sweaty and clueless is usually how DongHae likes it.

Sweat

(Pheromone: A chemical substance secreted by an animal (...) which when released externally in small amounts causes a specific reaction, such as stimulation to mate with (...) a receiving individual of the same species.)



He's late again, DongHae duly thinks to himself.

It was such a bad idea, even from the start. KiBum had come home that afternoon declaring that he needed to train at the gym for a bit, having only swung by to drop off his things. DongHae reminded him about the dinner they were supposed to have later that day, and KiBum assured DongHae he would return before then.

I shouldn't have let him go, DongHae tells himself again, looking at the clock. They were supposed to leave ten minutes ago. Granted, they aren't incredibly late, but KiBum still needs to shower and get dressed. And granted, KiBum doesn't usually take a long time to dress, but... still, they were late!

DongHae sighs, sinking into the chair. He doesn't blame KiBum; sometimes, that man gets lost in his own little world while sparring. DongHae's always the same way with his video games; calling KiBum out on his absentmindedness would only make him a hypocrite.

Minutes pass, and DongHae's patience begins to wane. This had been the one night both of their schedules were free. They had both mutually agreed to go out for dinner, since they never really saw each other as much as DongHae wanted to. KiBum seemed supportive of the idea at the time, yet... where was he?

Eventually, after maybe another five minutes, DongHae decides to go to the gym to collect KiBum. People give him odd glances as he walks hurriedly; some point and shriek at him (being physically near a Super Junior member is enough reason for anyone to lose their sanity), while others silently acknowledge his presence but question his formal attire. The latter especially holds true in the gym, where the accepted attire is anything but what DongHae is wearing.

It doesn't take long to find KiBum. True to DongHae's predictions, the man is still sparring away, completely unaware of his surroundings. At first DongHae just stares -- KiBum's arms make it quite hard to not stare, frankly -- but after a bit he remembers why he's come.

"Kibum-ah," he says, trying to keep his tone as level as possible. However, it takes a second calling before KiBum hears anything.

"Ah, Hae!" KiBum calls out, steadying the punching bag before him. "Is it time to go?"

DongHae gives him an annoyed glare. "KiBum-ah, it's twenty minutes passed the time we agreed to leave. Don't you ever look at the time?"

KiBum's eyes widen in realization, turning to his cell phone on the far side of the room. "Ah, no, I don't really check my phone. And the clock in the room's broken."

"You promised!" DongHae whines. "And I was waiting for you and everything! Kibummie, you're so... I don't even know...."

"Babo?"

"No, just..." but DongHae trails off. Sure, babo had been a decent word to use, but in his current defiance DongHae wants to use a different word. Yet in his search for another word he absentmindedly allows himself to stare at KiBum, and it's only then he realizes how gone he really is.

The man suddenly finds himself more turned on than he's ever been in his life. The arms had been bad enough, and it was always a pain that KiBum always let them show because he knew what they did to DongHae. But now is even worse; KiBum is drenched in sweat, his skin covered with beads of it -- and even though DongHae knows the taste of sweat is not quite the tastiest of tastes, he suddenly finds himself wanting to lick it all off.

...and the black wifebeater and his drenched, messy hair don't help him at all. And since when did sweat smell so good...?

"Hae, I'm sorry," KiBum says apologetically, even tipping his head in a bow for added effect. "It's not too late, right? We'll go home, I'll get changed, and we can still--"

KiBum never finishes his sentence, for at that very moment DongHae launches himself at the man. KiBum is clueless for DongHae's sudden actions, but he doesn't question his advancements; on the contrary he takes advantage of the situation, allowing himself to completely melt in DongHae's kiss.

They pull away moments later, but not after having clashed teeth and battled with their tongues. KiBum is almost amused by the look of hunger on DongHae's face, and though he wonders where DongHae's previous frustrations of them being late had gone, he doesn't mind.

So instead of rushing home to their dinner, he takes DongHae into the arms the man loves so much and kisses him until there's nothing left of them.

It's a nicer alternative to having dinner, anyway.



They still go to dinner, though. Even though it's two hours later than the original time for their date.

"My body's going to kill me in the morning for this," KiBum says weakly. "Exercising, eating it all back, going to bed late.... I'm going to be done by tomorrow."

"Sorry, Kibummie," DongHae replies with feigned apology, though it's quite clear that DongHae clearly is not sorry for the time spent with KiBum. But KiBum isn't really complaining, either. The dinner had been nice, though it was everything before the dinner that had been best. And despite how much he worries he might be overworking himself, he knows in the end it'd have been worth it.

"Sacrifices I make," the younger man says with a shrug. "But, there is one thing I want t ask."

"Yeah?"

KiBum struggles to ask his question with a straight face. "Where the hell did all that sexual frustration come from? It's not like you don't get any, Hae. At the gym you just attacked me...."

DongHae flushes deeply; he doesn't really know the answer himself. All he knows is that a sweaty KiBum is a sexy KiBum, and with this he begins to grin deviously at the plans that begin to formulate in his mind.

KiBum doesn't notice DongHae's mischief, but DongHae doesn't mind. He likes KiBum like this best.

END
KiHae: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16]
(SuJu Archive)

(gets bricked for always having KiBum sparring)

I backed out on the sex I was planning, because I fail at writing it. Sowwy~ Maybe I'll revisit this again later. Hope you liked the lack of angst!

Also, I am responding to all comments everyone leaves me! But because blogspot fails I can't directly reply to people (use of @ symbol being abused... reminds me of twitter). So if you're ever curious to what I said about your lovely replies, go back and check! =)

KiHae: Conflict (#4)

My inspiration is waning slightly, sadly. But I've come up with the perfect romance/smut idea, so I suppose I'll get to that one soon. I also would like to start a chaptered fic soon. But right now I'm really in the mood for something angsty, so... yeah, again.

Title: Conflict (#4)
Word Count: 1246
Rating: PG(-13, to be safe)
Started/Finished: 12.07.09 / 12.07.09
Music Muse: Yesung, "Love Really Hurts"
Description: He only notices when he's gone.

Conflict

0
DongHae only notices it when he's gone.

Initially, there had been no realization. The slamming of a door, the downpour of tears, the sobbing into HyukJae's shoulders -- those had all been natural, immediate reactions. Self-loathing, confusion, and sorrow -- those had all been natural, immediate emotions. But the consequences -- no. DongHae had not realized them initially.

1
He first notices the morning after, when the sun's rays pierces through his closed eyelids and forces him awake. He doesn't see anything wrong with this initially, not while his mind's gears were still beginning to turn. He hadn't gotten any sleep the previous night, so naturally he'd woken up late.

But then his brain finally overcomes morning amnesia and begins to function normally, and immediately everything feels off. First he notes the emptiness next to him, and then he wonders why the alarm clock hadn't woken him up early in the morning like it always did. But naturally, he remembers quickly.

Because KiBum always used to wake up early to spar.
But KiBum was gone.

2
He next notices when KyuHyun and SungMin invite HyukJae and him to lunch. It takes DongHae's mind off KiBum for a while, listening to his friends catch up with each others' lives. And even though seeing KyuHyun and SungMin on such good terms reminds him slightly of the relationship he himself used to have, it only registers vaguely in his mind.

But then, when it's time to pay the bill, DongHae realizes he has no money with him. He wonders why he'd be stupid enough to go out without bringing money with him, but the answer comes long before HyukJae offers to pay for him.

Because KiBum always used to pay the bill for him.
But KiBum was gone.

3
He next notices that evening, when DongHae cooks dinner for himself. He'd rejected HyukJae's offer to give him company; in truth, he knew the pity would only make him feel worse about himself. It takes much effort to convince everyone that he'll be fine for the night, but somehow he succeeds.

But in the midst of his absentmindedness, amidst stray thoughts of regret, sorrow and self-reflection, DongHae realizes that he's made too much ramen for dinner. He quickly goes back to the kitchen to package some for ShinDong, who'd be sure to enjoy it regardless of the occasion. And even though he tries his best to not give it much thought, he already knows the reason for his surplus.

Because he always used to cook for the both of them.
But KiBum was gone.

4
He next notices in the middle of the night, after waking up from a nightmare. His forehead is beaded with sweat; his breaths are raspy and come at uneven intervals. It's the same nightmare he's always experienced, the one in which for some reason no one is able to help him, the one in which he suffers alone.

"Kibummie, I'm scared," he mutters pathetically to the darkness. And in an instant he feels foolish for speaking to the silence, for almost instantly he realizes that in that silence there is no one. And though for a split second he wonders why he even bothered making the request aloud, it pains him to already know the answer.

Because KiBum always used to hold him at night whenever he had these nightmares.
But KiBum was gone.

5
DongHae stares into his phone, wondering what would happen if he tried calling KiBum. Two days have already passed since their argument, and already DongHae regrets having waited this long to apologize. But the fact that he still doesn't understand KiBum's source of rage only makes him all the more scared in apologizing, because DongHae does not want to tread on ground that might only further aid his downfall.

He searches for KiBum's name and leaves his name selected for several moments. Then, after mustering waning courage, he makes the call.

Before the phone even manages a single ring, DongHae chickens out and hangs up.

6
A day later, DongHae tries to phone KiBum once more. This time he forces himself to endure the agonizing dial tones, but upon hearing KiBum's voice on the answering machine he immediately hangs up. But he can't deny the fact that he misses hearing KiBum's voice, and the fact alone hurts him more than he ever knew.

7
In the middle of the night, perhaps a week into his solitude, DongHae attempts to reflect upon his old relationship once more. He personally felt as though he'd done nothing wrong. He'd treated KiBum well, he'd done everything the man had asked from him... he could not remember one moment in which DongHae had purposefully gone against KiBum's expressed wishes.

But it was perhaps for that reason exactly in which DongHae failed. KiBum didn't always express his wishes verbally, even though DongHae made it a point to encourage KiBum in doing so. Apparently KiBum had felt empty and unimportant, even going so far as to saying the relationship had become very one-sided.

Because KiBum found it distressing that DongHae was always eager to please him.
Because DongHae never seemed to ever ask anything of KiBum.
And now KiBum was gone.

8
DongHae wants to tell KiBum that he'd asked for nothing because he was content with the way things already were, because KiBum had already been perfect as he was. He wishes KiBum could understand that the only thing DongHae could ever ask of him is to hold him at night.

But somehow, he feels like he might never get that chance.

9
A month since the argument, and DongHae realizes that a month is too long. He wills himself to accept this change, to ignore all the reminders that insist on imprinting KiBum's presence in his heart, and to allow himself to look at the distance ahead, instead of the past behind.

He opens up to HyukJae once more, who immediately warms up to the fact that his friend has finally remembered his existence. He visits KyuHyun, SungMin, and the others more, and he begins to realize -- no, remember -- that there're others there for him, that KiBum had not been the only figure in his life. And even though the empty bed he sleeps in every night refuses to let him forget of what he once had, he slowly becomes numb to the pain.

10
DongHae sees KiBum for the first time in six months.

The meeting is awkward. DongHae manages an apology, and KiBum accepts it silently. They catch up over coffee, but only as friends.

The years of being together flood into DongHae's conscience in the half hour they spend together. How much sugar and cream KiBum puts in his drink, how he takes small sips each time, how a small bit always manages to remain on his lips -- even the direction in which he stirs -- they all provoke memories DongHae had spent months trying to forget.

When it's time to part ways, KiBum allows DongHae one last hug and one last kiss. DongHae makes it quick; he does not want to prolong a pain for longer than it needs to be.

Though neither man acknowledges it, DongHae knows this is an indefinite farewell. And as he watches KiBum walk away, he begins to truly comprehend the realization of KiBum's departure.

Because KiBum had truly been the one man DongHae saw himself spending the rest of his life with.
Because DongHae, admittedly, still loved him.
And now KiBum was gone.

END
KiHae: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16]
(SuJu Archive)

(gets bricked for angst again)

Like I said above, I'm going to write the romance/smut one next, so I promise I don't write all angst stuff! Mianhae, please forgive me!