Prologue for new fic
Title: [undetermined] Prologue
Pairing: Haehyuk
Genre: fluff
Disclaimer: It is my regret and sorrow that I cannot own these funny, cute, HOT, and awesome boys.
Summary: [undetermined]
A/N: I still need more work on this since you can see that I can’t even figure out a title for this fic >.< sorry for making it boring and everything T___T
Kyuhyun kissed Sungmin tenderly on the forehead. He stared at Sungmin intently, his eyes twinkling. Sungmin blushed. They had a staring contest for ten minutes before Sungmin finally lost and said, “What?” Kyuhyun smirked. “Wanna try out the new bed at my place?”
“ARE YOU A PERVERTED IDIOT?” Kyuhyun laughed and ruffled his lover’s hair. “Bye, my love.” He began walking off.
“Kyu.” The latter turned around.
“What?”
“I LOVE YOU!!” Kyuhyun smirked again. “You better.” He walked off.
“HEY!! DON’T I GET A ‘THANK YOU’?! Brat,” Sungmin muttered. The pink lover went up the front steps leading to his home. His house was his pride. He’d built it all by himself (with an evil genius helping a little), from the constructing to the painting. Of course, he’d designed it and everything. It was no wonder, for he was studying to be an architect at his college. Speaking of college, his best friend was about to enter soon. Lee Hyukjae. The smart guy, the cool guy, the hot guy, the cute guy. It was a pity that he couldn’t enter the same year as Sungmin, they could’ve had fun together. The guy was a genius, and he could’ve have helped Sungmin on many of his homework assignments. And speaking of geniuses, his boyfriend was also entering, having skipped a few grades and everything. Sungmin sighed. The year had been so lonely without them, but now that they were coming….Sungmin laughed. It was going to be awesome…..The man went up the stairs, whistling a tune.
CRASH.
Sungmin stopped. Something had fallen and crashed. He heard shuffling in his room. His face paled. Someone was in his house. He walked silently upstairs, stopping by the closet to get a stick, from who knows where. He turned the knob quietly, and slammed the door open. His eyes widen at the scene in front of him.
Lee Hyukjae, his best friend, had destroyed his what-once-used-to-be-perfect bedroom. The latter turned around at the noise. His eyes widen.
“H-hi hyung…”
“LEE HYUKJAE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY ROOM?”
* * *
Sungmin shoved the last book back on the shelf and sighed. He slid down to the floor in exhaustion and glared at the figure busy scribbling at his desk. The pink lover stood up and walked over to Hyukjae and stared down at what he was doing.
“I still don’t get how the heck your application would be at my house, when you’re the one who’s supposed to fill it out and everything.”
“I brought it over to show you and forgot to take it home with me.”
“Really?”
“Uh huh.”
“How can you be so brilliant but forget things like this??”
“I don’t know.” Hyukjae put down his pencil in triumph. “YEAH! I AM FINISHED!!” Mini victory dance. Sungmin rolled his eyes. He studied his dongsaeng’s college application. “Ready to turn it in? It looks…unfinished.”
“Nah, it’s good enough. Let’s go, hyung. I bet you that there are still many that are turning in their application too.”
“Yeah, but turn my room like it had been hit by a tornado again, I swear, you won’t live to see daylight again.”
* * *
Sungmin stared at the already-packed-and-ready-to-go bags that belonged to Hyukjae. He still can’t believe that Hyukjae was coming to college with him. Well, he was more excited that his boyfriend was coming. They would sleep together on the night before they leave for college, and then go to college together. And then there’s the roommates situation, but Sungmin was pretty sure he could bribe Hyukjae’s future roommate to switch. All would go as planned….
When Hyukjae got his congratulations!-you-have-been-selected-as-one-of-our-students-blah-blah-blah. As well as Kyuhyun. Yup, they still didn’t get the letter yet. What kind of accomplishment is that??
Sungmin heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Hyukjae’s head poked in. His face was pale.
“H-hyung….I got…the letter….” Sungmin grabbed it and hastily read it:
Dear Mr. Lee Hyukjae:
We are sorry to inform you that you are denied from joining our university. We hope that you understand our situation, for we cannot take any more students since -
“-blah blah blah cannot take you blah blah too many students blah blah all spaces filled blah blah blah WHAT?” Hyukjae flinched. He stared nervously at his hyung. “W-what?”
“They….they….really….they said….the fools….”
“WHAT HYUNG?”
“The reason they can’t accept you because there’s no more room in the dorms. They said the only space left is the girls’ dorms.”
“WHAT?”
“Yeah, but you live too far away, Hyuk, YOU NEED A DORM. There’s no way….” Sungmin jumped off his bed and snatched his phone. He dialed ONE. Hyukjae began to pace around the room. “This is bad, this is bad…..I need to go to college, I can’t fail like this, nooo…..” Meanwhile, the older man was cursing at his phone.
“Hurry…hurry…….HURRYYYYYYY….pick up the damn phone, Kyu! Oh hi, Kyu…uh no baby……oh….yeah, did you get accepted, ah I see, bye.” The pink lover glanced at his depressed friend. “Yeah, he got in.”
“I see. They accept evil geniuses who are brats.” Hyukjae looked so miserable that Sungmin didn’t have the heart to hit him. They both plopped on his bed. Hyukjae buried his face into Sungmin’s pillow.
“WHAT DO WE DOOOOOOOO, HYUUUUUUUUUNG?????????????” Sungmin couldn’t think of anything except Hyukjae’s saliva in his pillow. At that moment, his phone rang. Hyukjae looked up, eyes red. The older picked it up.
“Kyu? Huh? Uh huh? Yeah, he didn’t get in.” Hyukjae looked like he wanted to smash Sungmin’s head to bits. “Yeah, he’s pissed. Seems to want to kill me now.” Hyukjae raised his eyebrows. “Uh. You have a plan? Something that will probably make Hyuk more pissed…..WHAT? No, it’s just that……ohhhhhh….but- yeah, I LIKE IT.” Sungmin grinned an evil smile. Hyukjae began to worry.
“Oh, ok, baby. Love you too.” He hung up and gave Hyukjae the look. Hyukjae stared back.
“What’s with the look?” Wink-wink.
“Yah, if Kyu knows you’re winking at me, he’ll turn me into a pile of ashes. Or something….” Wink.
“Really. I’m serious. MINNIE. So…...what’s your plan?” Sungmin smirked. “You wanna know?”
“Better than you winking at me like that the whole day.” Now it was a super-really-evil-smirk that was on Sungmin’s face.
“Oh, let’s just say that you need a makeover.” That must not be good.
A/N: was supposed to update yesterday, but because of procrastination and the stupid connection (but it was mostly procrastination’s fault) and because I haven’t written in a long time, this became a fail :X comments, criticism, advice, and everything else are appreciated
I also have a question, and this would do me a GREAT favor, and plus, you'll probably figure something out from this:
What's a good girl's name for Hyukjae? (Korean too ^^)
THANK YOU!!