Heechul vs SHINee xD
Title: Wait and See (9/?)
Pairing Heechul x Sulli (Henry x Amber. Hangeng x Heechul)
Rating: R
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance
Disclaimer: Super Junior, F(x), SHINee, and anyone one else in this story are under contract with SM not with me.
Summary: ...Because a 28 year old can't enter into a relationship with a 16 year old without some repercussions.
Prologue - .Do It Chu~!
Previous Chapters - Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8
Chapter 9
It was like a switch had been turned off or something. After seeing Heechul, Sulli's mood seemed to change. She still smiled and giggled, but the air was decidedly different, Taemin concluded as they sat across each other in the cafe.
"Wow, does it bother you that much that Heechul hyung thought we were dating?" Taemin scoffed.
"W,what?" Sulli asked, snapping her eyes up from her plate.
"You've been brooding all day, Am I really that bad?"
"No!" Sulli blushed in embarassment, and shook her head. "You're not bad at all."
Taemin chuckled, "Oh, Ok. Not that I want a rumor with you or anything."
"I dont want one with you either," Sulli stuck out her tongue then proceeded to eat more of her strawberry cake.
Taemin also went back to eating his treat as well.
Suddenly Sulli's phone buzzed. Without thinking she reached in her bag and pulled it out hoping to see a message back from Heechul, but the look of hope faded as soon as she read Krystal's name.
From across the table Taemin watched with silent eyes as Sulli's spirits deflated once again.
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Back at the f(x) dorm, Victoria was getting started on making dinner. She decided she'd be lazy that evening and make fried eggs and tomato. She was slicing some of the tomatos when suddenly Amber came in, arms folded over her chest.
"Ok, spill."
Victoria's smile didn't waver and she happily continued to slice the tomato.
"Unnie," Amber tried again.
"What?" Victoria asked, not sparing the other girl a second glance.
"What are you doing now? Isn't Sulli on punishment? But you let her go out with Taemin," Amber inquired.
"Only from going out with Heechul, remember? Besides it'd be good for her to hang out with more people around her own age," Victoria shrugged. "Can you get out the frying pan?"
Amber sighed and looked under the sink for the pan saying, "She knows tons of people her age. I'm her age. Luna's her age and so's Krystal. She doesn't really have to look far, Unnie." She set the pan on the stove.
"Can you put in some oil. Just a little...," instructed Victoria, "And you're right but weren't you the one concerned about her crush on Heechul oppa in the first place?"
"And you think having her spend time with Taemin would make those feelings go away?"
"Well, I certainly didn't pressure him to invite her out. Honestly, I was just as surprised to see him today as you were."
As if on cue the dorm door came open, signalling the Sulli's return. The girl stepped out of her shoes and came in.
"I'm home!"
"You're early," Victoria noted.
"Better than late," Sulli replied, smiling weakly. "Where's Krystal?"
"Went home," Amber said.
"Ah, Well, she wanted me to pick her up some cake. I guess I'll give it to her tomorrow," Sulli shrugged, putting a small box into the refridgerator.
"How was your date?" Victoria teased, earning a glare from Amber.
Sulli closed the refridgerator door with a little too much force.
"It wasn't a date," she mumbled, before turning and walking away towards her room.
Sulli collapsed onto her bed, fishing her phone from her pocket.
"That idiot," she growled, glaring at her phone and its 0 new messages. "What are you so mad for?"
Heechul was pretty moody and unpredictable as it is, but Sulli tried her best to understand him. He could be abrasive with his words but it wasn't malicious. It was really the silence that was killer her. A reply like, "Of course you wouldn't pick him over me" would be considered normal. Even a "Yah! You think I care?" would show nothing but slight annoyance on his part. But the silence... Sulli didn't know hwo to read that. His silence scared her more than anything.
She was reminded of the evening on the balcony. What did it mean?
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Coming from youngstreet, Heechul found Sungmin and Donghae sitting in the living room.
"Welcome back hyung," they greeted, looking up from the laptop they were hunched over.
"How was work?" Donghae asked.
Heechul gave a noncommited shrug and walked on by toward his own room. He kicked open the door, flicked on the light, and shrugged off his bag. Then with a sigh he fell back onto his bed still in his clothes. He felt beat, like his body was run over by a truck. He really hadn't been sleeping too well lately. It was hard with so many thoughts in one's head.
Heechul blinked lazily, turning onto his side and staring at the empty bed on the other side of the room, imagining a cut out of his best friend in the space of air.. Less than a year ago there was someone there. Less than a year ago after schedules he'd find his tired eyes looking across the room and into eyes looking right back at him.
How did he manage so long without it? Why did he continue to stare at this empty space every night?
Without thinking, Heechul sat up and moved across the room and spread his body, face down, onto the uninhabited bed. The scent of its past occupant had faded but Heechul could supply the missing pieces as he buried his head into the pillow. He squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself not to think any further, but the memories came.
"That's my bed!"
"Well, It's not my fault your bed's so much more comfortable."
Hangeng sighed, "It's the same bed."
"No, this is your bed so it's better."
There was a weight on the bed as the Chinese man took a seat and Heechul felt rough hands brush some strands of hair near his ear.
"Well if you're going to lay there at least make room for me," Hangeng said in an annoyed tone, though his fingers stroked him gently.
"Sleep somewhere else!" was Heechul's reply but he moved over regardless.
Heechul was brought out of his memories when he heard a knocking on his door. He raised his head a little to yell, "Go away!"
"I'm coming in!" he head Leeteuk's voice on the other side, and then the door opened.
Leeteuk's eyes went to Heechul's bed and knitted in confusion to find it empty, before finding the slightly younger member in the other one. Heechul scowled, once again burying his bed in the pillow.
"I said go away," his voice was muffled.
"Did you want to eat?" he asked. "Ryeowook made dinner."
There was silence as Leeteuk stood in the doorway waiting for a reply. If it were Donghae, Yesung or anyone else really, Heechul would have left it like that but he couldn't when it was Jungsu. He turned onto his side, propping his head up on his hand.
"I'll get something if I get hungry."
Leeteuk chuckled, "You know you'd have a lot more room if you'd get rid of that extra bed."
"You know you should mind your own business," Heechul quipped back with a smirk.
"Just saying."
"No one asked."
Leeteuk merely showed Heechul is dimple then closed the door and left.
Heechul sighed and sat up, running his fingers through his hair. Leeteuk was right. There are chapters and periods in our lives that come to a close. His relationship with Hangeng was one of them. Heechul held on the ways that he could, he used his avenues and he didn't come to this impasse without at least trying to fix it.
This bed belonged to no one and it had to go.
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Heechul was pissed.
He hadn't slept very well the previous night. After getting the crazy idea to get rid of the bed there was nothing that could stop him. He dismantled and stuffed what he could of the bed frame into a hall closet. The mattress was impossible so he left it on the living room floor. Donghae, for some reason really seemed to like that and fell asleep on it. By then it was 2am and Heechul just wasn't satisfied.
He spent the next hour after that rearranging his furniture to accommodate the now insane amount of space the bed seemed to free up. It took 3 tries and a very groggy Leeteuk coming in to inquire about the noise for him to stop.
By that point he finally got hungry and decided to eat the left overs from Ryeowook's dinner and basically didn't get to bed until almost 4am.
That said, practice was at 7 and Heechul just wasn't happy. He was laying on a random black leather sofa that was in the practice room, trying to catch up on a few minutes of sleep. But Kyuhyun just wouldn't stop talking and laughing.
"Yah! Shut up!" Heechul growled, eyes squeezed shut in annoyance.
"Make me!" Kyuhyun retorted, causing Heechul to kick out in the direction he thought Kyuhyun might be in. He only managed to kick Ryeowook instead.
Leeteuk shook his head and nudged Heechul up into a sitting position.
"Come on, get up," the leader said. "Wash your face with water or something. Get a coffee. We start in 10 minutes."
The leader slipped some won into Heechul's hand and steered the half sleep diva towards the door.
"Hurry up!"
Heechul grumbled and nodded, rubbing his eyes and heading down the hall. Maybe a coffee was a good idea. He went down the hall towards the vending machine curing Leeteuk for putting in crazy ideas to get rid of beds in the middle of the night and forcing him to practice in the morning as well. It was downright sadistic that's what it was.
Heechul made it to the break room with the vending machines and pushed open the door, only to see the SHINee members sitting at one of the tables teasing a very red in the face Taemin.
"Good Morning hyung!" the members said, snapping to attention when the senior entered.
"Morning," Heechul nodded back, walking toward a machine and putting in the money Leeteuk gave him. "What's up with the kid? He looks like a cherry tomato? Kekeke."
He pressed a few buttons and a can of coffee came out.
"Taeminnie here had a romantic rendezvous and won't tell his hyungs about it!" Key said, knocking Taemin against the head.
"N,not true!" Taemin protested, looking really uncomfortable and slouching in his seat.
"Really? Then what's this?" Minho lunged forward to grab at Taemin's hand that was placed conveniently at his neck.
Taemin fought, the poor thing really did but Minho was stronger and managed to pull Taemin's hand down enough to reveal a red blotch that was poorly concealed with make-up, likely because his hyungs kept working to rub the make up off and humiliate the kid.
"Tch," Heechul rolled his eyes at the immaturity that is until...
"Taemin-ah! No need to be embarrassed. We all know you had a hot date with Sulli!" Key teased.
"Taemin you dog!" chimed Jonghyun. "Corrupting innocent Sulli!"
"Hyung!" Taemin protested.
But all was silenced when Heechul roughly pulled Minho back into his seat.
"Hyung?" Minho looked up at Heechul wth questionable eyes, wincing at the grip Heechul had on his shoulder.
But Heechul's eyes weren't on Minho at all, but rather on Taemin.
"Sulli, huh? Isn't she a bit of an easy target even for you?"
The SHINee members were all stunned by the remark, and left speechless and Heechul turned to leave. He was almost out the door when suddenly Taemin got up, and rushing over grabbed Heechul by the back of his shirt.
"Taemin!" Onew called.
Taemin ignored him, speaking directly to Heechul's back.
"Hyung, that was uncalled for!"
Heechul turned, an unaffected look on his face.
"Say what you want about me but don't say things like that about Sulli-ah like you know her!"
"Oh?" Heechul asked, raising a brow. "I think I know more about Sulli than you do."
"Not if you say something like that. You don't know her at all!" Taemin gritted out. "So don't pretend you do!"
That said, Taemin ran out the room. The SHINee members stood up silently and followed one by one. Minho and Jonghyun avoided Heechul's glance as they passed and Key was bold enough to give what might have been a glare. Onew was the last to stand and he gave a sad look to Heechul.
"Hyung, I apologize for Taemin's forwardness," he said, gathering the cans his members left behind on the table. "But, Taemin's right. As your dongseang I will say I respect you but what you said was uncalled for. You and I both know Sulli doesn't deserve to be called that kind of word."
Onew walked over and stopped in front of his hyung..
"Please don't say those hurtful things again."
And with a rather clumsy bow, with an armful of cans, Onew left the room.
To be continued.