Replacement
#27. Replacement [Heechul/Kibum]
Fandom/Pairing: Super Junior- implied Kihae
Length: One-shot
Rating: G
Genre: Humor
Summary: Unfortunately, Kibum has to go. Sequel to Call Me.
“This isn’t working Kibum-ah.”
“What?” Kibum stopped sipping his water to look absurdly at Heechul.
Heechul sighed dramatically. “You’re obviously not going to be able to perform Friday night. Face it, whatever you and that Donghae boy did last week has obviously cost you your ability to function properly on stage. I hate to say this Kibum-ah,” Heechul sighed, looking at Kibum almost regretfully, “but I’m gonna have to replace you.”
Heechul walked off with a flip of his shoulder length hair, almost as if nothing had happened, ignoring the mortified look on Kibum’s face.
“Hyung!” Kibum launched himself at the older man, clinging to him like he was his lifeline. “Hyung! You can’t do this! I’ll be better! Hyung!! I won’t have sex for months!”
“Sorry.” Heechul pried Kibum away from him. “You’re still getting replaced.”
“Where are you gonna find a replacement now anyways?!!” the younger boy shouted, as a last resort.
Heechul grinned his infamous grin. “I already found one.” He said, almost menacingly. “Now, shoo.” Then he walked off before Kibum got the chance to retort again.
The young actor stood dumbstruck by himself. “Did that really just happen?” He whimpered.
“Yea. It did.” Kibum whipped around to see Donghae, his boyfriend, standing in the auditorium doorway with a pout on his face. “It’s too bad. I mean I would have said ‘but that just makes more time for us.’ But you don’t want to have sex with me anymore?!”
Kibum couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. He went up to Donghae and wrapped his arm around his waist. “Nah, let’s go to your house huh?”
Fandom/Pairing: Super Junior- implied Kihae
Length: One-shot
Rating: G
Genre: Humor
Summary: Unfortunately, Kibum has to go. Sequel to Call Me.
“This isn’t working Kibum-ah.”
“What?” Kibum stopped sipping his water to look absurdly at Heechul.
Heechul sighed dramatically. “You’re obviously not going to be able to perform Friday night. Face it, whatever you and that Donghae boy did last week has obviously cost you your ability to function properly on stage. I hate to say this Kibum-ah,” Heechul sighed, looking at Kibum almost regretfully, “but I’m gonna have to replace you.”
Heechul walked off with a flip of his shoulder length hair, almost as if nothing had happened, ignoring the mortified look on Kibum’s face.
“Hyung!” Kibum launched himself at the older man, clinging to him like he was his lifeline. “Hyung! You can’t do this! I’ll be better! Hyung!! I won’t have sex for months!”
“Sorry.” Heechul pried Kibum away from him. “You’re still getting replaced.”
“Where are you gonna find a replacement now anyways?!!” the younger boy shouted, as a last resort.
Heechul grinned his infamous grin. “I already found one.” He said, almost menacingly. “Now, shoo.” Then he walked off before Kibum got the chance to retort again.
The young actor stood dumbstruck by himself. “Did that really just happen?” He whimpered.
“Yea. It did.” Kibum whipped around to see Donghae, his boyfriend, standing in the auditorium doorway with a pout on his face. “It’s too bad. I mean I would have said ‘but that just makes more time for us.’ But you don’t want to have sex with me anymore?!”
Kibum couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. He went up to Donghae and wrapped his arm around his waist. “Nah, let’s go to your house huh?”