DRABBLE DUMP POST 1
Reposted from Tumb1r.
HeeMin | G | fluffy heemin sibling story
“Ya! What the hell do you think you’re doing to my baby brother!?” an angry Heechul caught Kang-in by the collar as he spotted him trying to flip Sungmin over in an attempt to empty his pockets of money.
“Oops?” Kang-in immediately dropped Sungmin to the floor and ran for dear life - knowing that Heechul could make his life a living hell if he wanted to - literally.
“Minnie baby? Are you okay? Did that bear hurt you? Wait ‘til I get my hands on that filthy little scumbag. I’ll show him wha--“ Heechul’s words were halted as his hands got slapped from where it was smoothing Sungmin’s hair.
“Hyung! I’m not a baby anymore! I can take care of myself, thank you very much. Now, if you’d excuse me, I have to go to my martial arts class. Martial arts!” Sungmin all but fumed - turning away from his hyung who was left rooted on the spot, too shocked by his brother’s outburst.
~
As Sungmin made his way home at half-past seven that night, he started to feel guilty at how he treated his hyung earlier. He knew it was horrible of him to scold him like that but he knew it had to be done. His hyung never really did learn how to differentiate eight from eighteen. He treated Sungmin as if he was still a child and Sungmin was having none of it anymore.
“Sungminnie bab-- I mean, Sung…min-ah. Dinner’s on the table.” Heechul muttered awkwardly.
Sungmin merely nodded his head and headed to the kitchen at once. He found a bowl of pumpkin soup on the table and he couldn’t help but feel guilty again. Heechul never cooked complex (yes, pumpkin soup was a complex dish for Heechul’s cooking capacity) dishes for him unless it was his birthday.
Sungmin was about to go back to the living room to apologize when he was enveloped in a familiar pair of arms all of a sudden.
“I’m so sorry Sungminnie. I mean, Sung…min. I promise I won’t interfere with you in school from now on. I won’t even call you baby anymore. Just, don’t ignore hyung like this.” Sungmin was surprised to see that his hyung, the high and mighty Heenim, was actually crying - all because of him.
“Sssh hyung. It’s okay. I’m not mad anymore.” Sungmin returned his brother’s hug and felt the elder relax in his embrace.
“Minnie?”
“Hmmm?”
“Can I call you baby when we’re at home?”
“Hyung!!!”
~
KyuMin | PG-13 | forced kiss
“Lee Sungmin! Stop it this instant!” Kyuhyun muttered in his best controlled voice - trying his hardest not to shout, knowing that there were other people in the room with them. He was arguing once again with the incorrigible classmate of his who did nothing but annoy him since day one.
“Woah. Don’t tell me the ever respectable Mr. President is losing his patience? My my Kyuhyun-ssi. What will your constituents say when they find out that their kind and wonderful idol actually has a dark side to him?” Sungmin taunted - a sly smirk on his face as he saw Kyuhyun’s composure crumble bit-by-bit.
“I’m warning you Sungmin. It’s either you shut up or I’m gonna have to make you.” Kyuhyun threatened - his nails digging into his palms as he tried to control himself from strangling the other man - wanting nothing but to wipe the smirk off his pretty face.
“Then make me.” the menacing glint in Sungmin’s eyes became more pronounced as he felt Kyuhyun break.
Sungmin was about to laugh at the look on Kyuhyun’s face when his laughter was swallowed by a frantic pair of lips against his. Kyuhyun pressed his lips on Sungmin’s in a searing kiss that was meant to punish - intent on showing the guy who’s the boss.
It was only a matter of time before Sungmin found himself returning the kiss - tugging on Kyuhyun’s neck to deepen it while he felt Kyuhyun tighten his hold on the small of his back.
“Ehem.”
The two broke apart immediately - identical flushed faces staring back at the one who made the noise, their eyes widening as saucers as they realized that it was none other than their principal who caught them.
“I hate you!” they simultaneously said to each other as they were led to the guidance office by a smug looking Park Jungsu.
~
KyuMin | PG | lies
Kyuhyun’s hands shook as he held the photographs in them. He had already suspected that his boyfriend had been cheating on him - the reason he hired a detective in the first place. Then again, no amount of presumptions could have had prepared him for what he was about to see. Apparently, his imagination was not enough.
The pictures showed the face of Lee Sungmin in what Kyuhyun supposed was an expression of pure unadulterated bliss. His pretty face was contorted into a mask that was a cross between pleasure and pain - something akin to ecstasy, if Kyuhyun was to provide an appropriate word.
Kyuhyun felt his temperature rise - blood rushing to his ears in record time, as he crumpled said photographs and dumped them into the trash bin with unnecessary aggression.
Who could blame him though? Sungmin told him, no, promised him, that he will remain as the only man in his life - the only one entitled to see him at his most vulnerable state in their times of intimacy, the only one who could own him.
Funny how those words turned out to be empty promises, as Kyuhyun saw the very same expression on Sungmin’s face while he hovered over a brunet whom Kyuhyun knew very well - the sight only Kyuhyun supposedly had the right to see etched on his visage.
Clearly, everything has been a big fat lie.
~
KyuMin | PG | incest
Sungmin knew that life was unfair but he didn’t think it was to this extent. It was always Kyuhyun this, Kyuhyun that. Nothing Sungmin did deserved recognition because he was not Kyuhyun. In fact, Sungmin was so used to being second-best when it came to winning their parents’ attention that he thought he’d be numb by now; but apparently, that wasn’t the case. He knew his parents preferred Kyuhyun more but it didn’t hurt any less when he heard it come straight out of his mother’s mouth.
“Why can’t you be more like Kyuhyun!? God I wish I agreed to that ligation and never had you in the first place!”
The words still rang in Sungmin’s mind and he couldn’t help the tears that escaped his eyes as he curled himself into a ball and buried himself into his sheets.
“Sungmin-ah?”
“Go away, hyung.”
“Sungminnie. Don’t be like that. Mom was just mad. She didn’t mean anything she said. Now go to sleep. You have an early class tomorrow.”
“Easy for you to say! Just because you’re the favorite doesn’t mean you get to tell me what to do as well.”
“Minnie… Just… go to sleep.”
Kyuhyun sighed as he moved Sungmin’s bangs out of his forehead and placed a swift kiss there before tucking the sheets snugly around Sungmin. He went to turn on Sungmin’s night light before closing the door behind him in a snap.
Sungmin stared at the pumpkin shaped night light on his wall and remembered how it was Kyuhyun himself who bought it for him when he was still five and scared of the dark. He thought about how he came to hate his brother like he did now when he realized the reason he distanced himself in the first place.
Sungmin touched the skin on his forehead which was still hot from Kyuhyun’s kiss and shook his head from side-to-side -- willing himself to forget all the inappropriate things that has crossed his mind ever since he felt Kyuhyun’s lips on his skin.
“No Sungmin. He is your brother. This is so wrong. No, just, no.”
HeeMin | G | fluffy heemin sibling story
“Ya! What the hell do you think you’re doing to my baby brother!?” an angry Heechul caught Kang-in by the collar as he spotted him trying to flip Sungmin over in an attempt to empty his pockets of money.
“Oops?” Kang-in immediately dropped Sungmin to the floor and ran for dear life - knowing that Heechul could make his life a living hell if he wanted to - literally.
“Minnie baby? Are you okay? Did that bear hurt you? Wait ‘til I get my hands on that filthy little scumbag. I’ll show him wha--“ Heechul’s words were halted as his hands got slapped from where it was smoothing Sungmin’s hair.
“Hyung! I’m not a baby anymore! I can take care of myself, thank you very much. Now, if you’d excuse me, I have to go to my martial arts class. Martial arts!” Sungmin all but fumed - turning away from his hyung who was left rooted on the spot, too shocked by his brother’s outburst.
~
As Sungmin made his way home at half-past seven that night, he started to feel guilty at how he treated his hyung earlier. He knew it was horrible of him to scold him like that but he knew it had to be done. His hyung never really did learn how to differentiate eight from eighteen. He treated Sungmin as if he was still a child and Sungmin was having none of it anymore.
“Sungminnie bab-- I mean, Sung…min-ah. Dinner’s on the table.” Heechul muttered awkwardly.
Sungmin merely nodded his head and headed to the kitchen at once. He found a bowl of pumpkin soup on the table and he couldn’t help but feel guilty again. Heechul never cooked complex (yes, pumpkin soup was a complex dish for Heechul’s cooking capacity) dishes for him unless it was his birthday.
Sungmin was about to go back to the living room to apologize when he was enveloped in a familiar pair of arms all of a sudden.
“I’m so sorry Sungminnie. I mean, Sung…min. I promise I won’t interfere with you in school from now on. I won’t even call you baby anymore. Just, don’t ignore hyung like this.” Sungmin was surprised to see that his hyung, the high and mighty Heenim, was actually crying - all because of him.
“Sssh hyung. It’s okay. I’m not mad anymore.” Sungmin returned his brother’s hug and felt the elder relax in his embrace.
“Minnie?”
“Hmmm?”
“Can I call you baby when we’re at home?”
“Hyung!!!”
~
KyuMin | PG-13 | forced kiss
“Lee Sungmin! Stop it this instant!” Kyuhyun muttered in his best controlled voice - trying his hardest not to shout, knowing that there were other people in the room with them. He was arguing once again with the incorrigible classmate of his who did nothing but annoy him since day one.
“Woah. Don’t tell me the ever respectable Mr. President is losing his patience? My my Kyuhyun-ssi. What will your constituents say when they find out that their kind and wonderful idol actually has a dark side to him?” Sungmin taunted - a sly smirk on his face as he saw Kyuhyun’s composure crumble bit-by-bit.
“I’m warning you Sungmin. It’s either you shut up or I’m gonna have to make you.” Kyuhyun threatened - his nails digging into his palms as he tried to control himself from strangling the other man - wanting nothing but to wipe the smirk off his pretty face.
“Then make me.” the menacing glint in Sungmin’s eyes became more pronounced as he felt Kyuhyun break.
Sungmin was about to laugh at the look on Kyuhyun’s face when his laughter was swallowed by a frantic pair of lips against his. Kyuhyun pressed his lips on Sungmin’s in a searing kiss that was meant to punish - intent on showing the guy who’s the boss.
It was only a matter of time before Sungmin found himself returning the kiss - tugging on Kyuhyun’s neck to deepen it while he felt Kyuhyun tighten his hold on the small of his back.
“Ehem.”
The two broke apart immediately - identical flushed faces staring back at the one who made the noise, their eyes widening as saucers as they realized that it was none other than their principal who caught them.
“I hate you!” they simultaneously said to each other as they were led to the guidance office by a smug looking Park Jungsu.
~
KyuMin | PG | lies
Kyuhyun’s hands shook as he held the photographs in them. He had already suspected that his boyfriend had been cheating on him - the reason he hired a detective in the first place. Then again, no amount of presumptions could have had prepared him for what he was about to see. Apparently, his imagination was not enough.
The pictures showed the face of Lee Sungmin in what Kyuhyun supposed was an expression of pure unadulterated bliss. His pretty face was contorted into a mask that was a cross between pleasure and pain - something akin to ecstasy, if Kyuhyun was to provide an appropriate word.
Kyuhyun felt his temperature rise - blood rushing to his ears in record time, as he crumpled said photographs and dumped them into the trash bin with unnecessary aggression.
Who could blame him though? Sungmin told him, no, promised him, that he will remain as the only man in his life - the only one entitled to see him at his most vulnerable state in their times of intimacy, the only one who could own him.
Funny how those words turned out to be empty promises, as Kyuhyun saw the very same expression on Sungmin’s face while he hovered over a brunet whom Kyuhyun knew very well - the sight only Kyuhyun supposedly had the right to see etched on his visage.
Clearly, everything has been a big fat lie.
~
KyuMin | PG | incest
Sungmin knew that life was unfair but he didn’t think it was to this extent. It was always Kyuhyun this, Kyuhyun that. Nothing Sungmin did deserved recognition because he was not Kyuhyun. In fact, Sungmin was so used to being second-best when it came to winning their parents’ attention that he thought he’d be numb by now; but apparently, that wasn’t the case. He knew his parents preferred Kyuhyun more but it didn’t hurt any less when he heard it come straight out of his mother’s mouth.
“Why can’t you be more like Kyuhyun!? God I wish I agreed to that ligation and never had you in the first place!”
The words still rang in Sungmin’s mind and he couldn’t help the tears that escaped his eyes as he curled himself into a ball and buried himself into his sheets.
“Sungmin-ah?”
“Go away, hyung.”
“Sungminnie. Don’t be like that. Mom was just mad. She didn’t mean anything she said. Now go to sleep. You have an early class tomorrow.”
“Easy for you to say! Just because you’re the favorite doesn’t mean you get to tell me what to do as well.”
“Minnie… Just… go to sleep.”
Kyuhyun sighed as he moved Sungmin’s bangs out of his forehead and placed a swift kiss there before tucking the sheets snugly around Sungmin. He went to turn on Sungmin’s night light before closing the door behind him in a snap.
Sungmin stared at the pumpkin shaped night light on his wall and remembered how it was Kyuhyun himself who bought it for him when he was still five and scared of the dark. He thought about how he came to hate his brother like he did now when he realized the reason he distanced himself in the first place.
Sungmin touched the skin on his forehead which was still hot from Kyuhyun’s kiss and shook his head from side-to-side -- willing himself to forget all the inappropriate things that has crossed his mind ever since he felt Kyuhyun’s lips on his skin.
“No Sungmin. He is your brother. This is so wrong. No, just, no.”