super junior, hanchul. midsummer.
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midsummer
heechul/hankyung, pg, 842 wds
“it’s hot,” heechul whines. “it’s hot and it’s not getting cooler.”
“it’s summer,” hankyung shrugs.
“and it’s hot.”
“why don’t you have a shower or something?” it’s just a suggestion.
heechul returns from his shower somewhat steamy, smelling faintly of strawberries and with hair spiked out at weird angles.
hankyung blinks once, twice. “you don’t look cooler.”
“and i don’t feel cooler either. it’s hot. this sucks.”
he fans himself briefly before running off to fix his hair. (‘ghastly’ is the first word that comes to mind when he spots his reflection in the mirror but he quickly tosses that aside in favour of ‘perfect’.)
clink.
heechul glances down at the glass of iced water on the bathroom counter, and then back up at hankyung behind him in the mirror. hankyung smiles a little and heechul’s voice catches in his throat.
“you’re welcome,” hankyung says, laughing (only a bit).
and heechul finds it kind of endearing to tell the complete truth.
#
he’s not really sure what he’s looking for, hands stuffed in hankyung’s bag, ever searching. he forgets completely when hankyung walks in though-this may or may not have something to do with the dangerous amount of collarbone that hankyung’s shirt shows off-and maybe it doesn’t matter anymore anyway.
hankyung quirks an eyebrow. “what are you doing?”
heechul opens and closes his mouth a few times, stands up and stuffs his hands in his pockets. he finally settles on, “i don’t know,” and shrugs. you distracted me.
there’s something of a sceptical look splashed across hankyung’s cheeks, but it’s only there momentarily and then it’s gone again.
“anyway, did you want to go get something to eat?” hankyung smiles (that smile again).
“busy,” heechul replies, almost too instantly.
#
the rain falls heavily that night and it keeps heechul awake. his mind is full of thoughts of this and that and hankyung and family and even cats-
-but mainly hankyung. and what he would think if heechul told him all this. not about the cats and the family and the this and that, but about how he-
#
siwon doesn’t help anything, heechul has decided. he is obnoxious as of now, and definitely isn’t as good looking as everybody else (heechul has also decided).
and neither is heechul jealous of the amount of time siwon spends with hankyung, especially now with super junior m. heechul doesn’t do jealousy.
“we should do something,” heechul tells hankyung. it’s on the verge of being forceful, but that’s not what he’s intending.
hankyung frowns, “didn’t you say you were busy again?”
heechul stands and stares.
“well. siwon and i were going to get a drink if you want to join us.”
so he tags along and spends the entire trip with a sour look on his face and the mood dies just a little (a lot).
#
a week later, siwon approaches him.
“it’s him isn’t it?”
#
heechul tries to avert his attention from hankyung when he’s around. he doesn’t need more nosy questions.
it’s easy enough at first, but then he ends up looking like he’s avoiding hankyung altogether which is not what he wants, so he has to act normal sometimes, distance himself others, and it’s getting confusing now and heechul is so caught up in himself that he forgets to really pay attention.
#
hankyung’s never there when heechul wants him anymore.
at first heechul thinks something’s wrong with him, but he knows that’s not right.
secondly he thinks there’s something wrong with himself and it fits more but he racks his brain for exactly what and he can’t remember.
he almost asks siwon, “siwon, do you-” but siwon looks at him sort of sympathetically, sort of knowingly and heechul doesn’t like it, “nevermind,” and he gives up.
siwon sighs and goes to find hankyung, slinging an arm casually around his shoulder and heechul doesn’t even realise he’s grinding his teeth together until he starts getting strange looks.
“what?” he spits, and they slink away quickly.
#
it is so very unexpected when hankyung kisses him.
#
hankyung has this awkward, kind-of-grin on his face the next day and heechul almost smiles as well because maybe they’re getting somewhere (though he hasn’t figured out why).
siwon is in a particularly good mood as well, which surprises heechul a little.
heechul walks up to hankyung and grabs his hand and pulls him away, with a hint of a snicker in siwon’s direction. siwon smiles at him, all teeth and dimples and bright eyes, and heechul grunts, whatever.
heechul kisses him this time, once he’s sure they’re out of sight. what exactly this is, he hasn’t figured out yet, but hankyung’s lips feel so good on his, his hips fit perfectly together with heechul’s own, and the feel of hankyung’s chest under his fingers is just-
he pulls away for a second and almost laughs, how long have i wanted this? and hankyung says something so mumbled that heechul can’t catch it.
“don’t worry,” hankyung shakes his head, smiling again. “later.”
and heechul’s heart flips all over again.
midsummer
heechul/hankyung, pg, 842 wds
“it’s hot,” heechul whines. “it’s hot and it’s not getting cooler.”
“it’s summer,” hankyung shrugs.
“and it’s hot.”
“why don’t you have a shower or something?” it’s just a suggestion.
heechul returns from his shower somewhat steamy, smelling faintly of strawberries and with hair spiked out at weird angles.
hankyung blinks once, twice. “you don’t look cooler.”
“and i don’t feel cooler either. it’s hot. this sucks.”
he fans himself briefly before running off to fix his hair. (‘ghastly’ is the first word that comes to mind when he spots his reflection in the mirror but he quickly tosses that aside in favour of ‘perfect’.)
clink.
heechul glances down at the glass of iced water on the bathroom counter, and then back up at hankyung behind him in the mirror. hankyung smiles a little and heechul’s voice catches in his throat.
“you’re welcome,” hankyung says, laughing (only a bit).
and heechul finds it kind of endearing to tell the complete truth.
#
he’s not really sure what he’s looking for, hands stuffed in hankyung’s bag, ever searching. he forgets completely when hankyung walks in though-this may or may not have something to do with the dangerous amount of collarbone that hankyung’s shirt shows off-and maybe it doesn’t matter anymore anyway.
hankyung quirks an eyebrow. “what are you doing?”
heechul opens and closes his mouth a few times, stands up and stuffs his hands in his pockets. he finally settles on, “i don’t know,” and shrugs. you distracted me.
there’s something of a sceptical look splashed across hankyung’s cheeks, but it’s only there momentarily and then it’s gone again.
“anyway, did you want to go get something to eat?” hankyung smiles (that smile again).
“busy,” heechul replies, almost too instantly.
#
the rain falls heavily that night and it keeps heechul awake. his mind is full of thoughts of this and that and hankyung and family and even cats-
-but mainly hankyung. and what he would think if heechul told him all this. not about the cats and the family and the this and that, but about how he-
#
siwon doesn’t help anything, heechul has decided. he is obnoxious as of now, and definitely isn’t as good looking as everybody else (heechul has also decided).
and neither is heechul jealous of the amount of time siwon spends with hankyung, especially now with super junior m. heechul doesn’t do jealousy.
“we should do something,” heechul tells hankyung. it’s on the verge of being forceful, but that’s not what he’s intending.
hankyung frowns, “didn’t you say you were busy again?”
heechul stands and stares.
“well. siwon and i were going to get a drink if you want to join us.”
so he tags along and spends the entire trip with a sour look on his face and the mood dies just a little (a lot).
#
a week later, siwon approaches him.
“it’s him isn’t it?”
#
heechul tries to avert his attention from hankyung when he’s around. he doesn’t need more nosy questions.
it’s easy enough at first, but then he ends up looking like he’s avoiding hankyung altogether which is not what he wants, so he has to act normal sometimes, distance himself others, and it’s getting confusing now and heechul is so caught up in himself that he forgets to really pay attention.
#
hankyung’s never there when heechul wants him anymore.
at first heechul thinks something’s wrong with him, but he knows that’s not right.
secondly he thinks there’s something wrong with himself and it fits more but he racks his brain for exactly what and he can’t remember.
he almost asks siwon, “siwon, do you-” but siwon looks at him sort of sympathetically, sort of knowingly and heechul doesn’t like it, “nevermind,” and he gives up.
siwon sighs and goes to find hankyung, slinging an arm casually around his shoulder and heechul doesn’t even realise he’s grinding his teeth together until he starts getting strange looks.
“what?” he spits, and they slink away quickly.
#
it is so very unexpected when hankyung kisses him.
#
hankyung has this awkward, kind-of-grin on his face the next day and heechul almost smiles as well because maybe they’re getting somewhere (though he hasn’t figured out why).
siwon is in a particularly good mood as well, which surprises heechul a little.
heechul walks up to hankyung and grabs his hand and pulls him away, with a hint of a snicker in siwon’s direction. siwon smiles at him, all teeth and dimples and bright eyes, and heechul grunts, whatever.
heechul kisses him this time, once he’s sure they’re out of sight. what exactly this is, he hasn’t figured out yet, but hankyung’s lips feel so good on his, his hips fit perfectly together with heechul’s own, and the feel of hankyung’s chest under his fingers is just-
he pulls away for a second and almost laughs, how long have i wanted this? and hankyung says something so mumbled that heechul can’t catch it.
“don’t worry,” hankyung shakes his head, smiling again. “later.”
and heechul’s heart flips all over again.