[077.] pass: "Sport Spoiling"
Title: Sport Spoiling
Author: age_b
Rating: PG for boy kissing...
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook
Word Count: 576
Theme: [077] Pass
Warnings: weird? fluff...
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Note: uhm... yeah... o.o it was a challenge nodo and i had going on.. xD so.. this is the result.. <3 If you don't get the title, don't worry, i don't get it eiter.
Ryeowook sometimes still wondered how easy things were from time to time…
It was about five months ago now when they all had decided to go out that night, spending some time at a noraebang and later have a drink.
The day didn’t go to well for him and frustrated from failing at their dance practice and being confused during their rehearsal he only said “Sorry guys… I pass…” and spent most of the night on the couch, watching music channels, weird movies and a drama he didn’t even wanted to know of.
Early in the morning the first half of his band members arrived, being sincerely drunk and mostly sleepy but still very talkative.
Ryeowook didn’t want to have awkward conversations with stinking people who he considered being of unsound mind so he leaned his head against the couch and closed his eyes pretending to sleep.
His tactic obviously succeeded and except for a few comments about how cute he was in his sleep the eternal magnae didn’t have to take too much of their weird talking.
Eventually he really fell asleep and was even more shocked by the sudden breeze he wasn’t able to put in any relation to his slumber.
In an attempt to see he opened his eyes, only to face an even deeper darkness.
A few seconds later he was already able to make out a few shapes and a moving subject.
He sat up a little, staring at the shadow moving into his direction, when he found out about the blanket being spread over his body.
Already fighting down the fear of a burglar or similar malevolent creatures he was more than relieved when a soft voice put an end to his thoughts.
“Ryeowookie… Go back to sleep, will you”
Ryeowook nodded, then tilted his head a little to see better.
Sungmin’s face suddenly appeared right in front of his own and as he was breathing in he could smell the alcohol and smoke tang from the others clothes and hair.
“I just wanted to look after you.”
A brought smile stretched over the elders face and Ryeowook instantly smiled back.
“Isn’t the floor too hard to sleep on? Let’s go to bed, yes?”
The blanket was removed again and a warm hand grabbed Ryewook’s own cold one.
For both the way into the small bedroom seemed endless and Sungmin even had to lean against the wall several times in order to not fall to the floor in his drunken condition.
It wasn’t until both of them had lied down on the younger’s bed that Sungmin pulled his magnae close and pressed a warm kiss on his lips.
Ryeowook was able to feel the taste of sweet cocktails on Sungmin’s lips.
He was too tired to struggle, too confused to fight back… or simply too happy that it actually happened.
Both of them closed their eyes after the kiss ended.
None of them had any feelings for the other, but the warmth and closeness of the other body was too overwhelming at that moment.
The next morning they woke up arm in arm and just smiled at each other for a while.
-
“Guys?” Kangin yelled into the apartment shared by the majority of them.
“We’re leaving in about five minutes… Do you really want to stay here and die from boredom?”
But both, Sungmin and Ryeowook, just shook their heads and the older one replied: “No, thanks… we pass…”
Author: age_b
Rating: PG for boy kissing...
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook
Word Count: 576
Theme: [077] Pass
Warnings: weird? fluff...
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Note: uhm... yeah... o.o it was a challenge nodo and i had going on.. xD so.. this is the result.. <3 If you don't get the title, don't worry, i don't get it eiter.
Ryeowook sometimes still wondered how easy things were from time to time…
It was about five months ago now when they all had decided to go out that night, spending some time at a noraebang and later have a drink.
The day didn’t go to well for him and frustrated from failing at their dance practice and being confused during their rehearsal he only said “Sorry guys… I pass…” and spent most of the night on the couch, watching music channels, weird movies and a drama he didn’t even wanted to know of.
Early in the morning the first half of his band members arrived, being sincerely drunk and mostly sleepy but still very talkative.
Ryeowook didn’t want to have awkward conversations with stinking people who he considered being of unsound mind so he leaned his head against the couch and closed his eyes pretending to sleep.
His tactic obviously succeeded and except for a few comments about how cute he was in his sleep the eternal magnae didn’t have to take too much of their weird talking.
Eventually he really fell asleep and was even more shocked by the sudden breeze he wasn’t able to put in any relation to his slumber.
In an attempt to see he opened his eyes, only to face an even deeper darkness.
A few seconds later he was already able to make out a few shapes and a moving subject.
He sat up a little, staring at the shadow moving into his direction, when he found out about the blanket being spread over his body.
Already fighting down the fear of a burglar or similar malevolent creatures he was more than relieved when a soft voice put an end to his thoughts.
“Ryeowookie… Go back to sleep, will you”
Ryeowook nodded, then tilted his head a little to see better.
Sungmin’s face suddenly appeared right in front of his own and as he was breathing in he could smell the alcohol and smoke tang from the others clothes and hair.
“I just wanted to look after you.”
A brought smile stretched over the elders face and Ryeowook instantly smiled back.
“Isn’t the floor too hard to sleep on? Let’s go to bed, yes?”
The blanket was removed again and a warm hand grabbed Ryewook’s own cold one.
For both the way into the small bedroom seemed endless and Sungmin even had to lean against the wall several times in order to not fall to the floor in his drunken condition.
It wasn’t until both of them had lied down on the younger’s bed that Sungmin pulled his magnae close and pressed a warm kiss on his lips.
Ryeowook was able to feel the taste of sweet cocktails on Sungmin’s lips.
He was too tired to struggle, too confused to fight back… or simply too happy that it actually happened.
Both of them closed their eyes after the kiss ended.
None of them had any feelings for the other, but the warmth and closeness of the other body was too overwhelming at that moment.
The next morning they woke up arm in arm and just smiled at each other for a while.
-
“Guys?” Kangin yelled into the apartment shared by the majority of them.
“We’re leaving in about five minutes… Do you really want to stay here and die from boredom?”
But both, Sungmin and Ryeowook, just shook their heads and the older one replied: “No, thanks… we pass…”