Entry #33 : It's so nice to be happy.
Entry #33 : It's so nice to be happy.
Featuring : SJM, Seunghwan-sshi, Sungmin, Taemin SHINee!
Beta-ed/QC-ed : virginangelic
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Out of everyone in SJM, Seunghwan-sshi gives me the most special of treatment.
He has been keeping the closest of eye on me lately - and I should feel really honored about it…
…My ass!
Well that’s because despite the stupid SIIDP (in case you missed this it's Seunghwan's Ideal Idol Diet Program) he decided to put the entire of SujuMan in because of our ‘horrible’ eating habits, I’m still the sneaky little hardcore pig of the group.
I said before it before that the Korean version of Simon says is Seunghwan says, right?
Don’t the Hell care much about that, really.
FOOD > SIIDP…
…And it’s a universal understanding kind of thing that pigs just don’t freakin’ diet.
So for the past few shows we had been on, whenever the producers came to the SJM zoo to feed the animals, I would always hear him roaring like the crazy lion he can be at the back of my head, going:
“Henry, STOP EATING!”
Traumatizing…But, but, BUT!!!
Like I said, he couldn’t just run up to us in the middle of a recording and scream ‘PUT THAT DOWN OR I WILL, YES I SWEAR I WILL, PINCH EVERY ONE OF YOU!’ could he?
*Leeteuk laugh - LEVEL UP!! - Version VICTORY!*
So bleurrgh-tasting chicken or not (I don’t want to ask just whut was in it or how it was cooked…or if it was cooked at all), I’d rather die gagging and choking on it rather than die starving.
Even if I was going to go against Bionic man Choi Gabriel Shiwon (note permanent nickname) in arm wrestling with that definite thought that I would come out of it with a broken limb…I’d rather have that rather than die starving.
If I had to do the limbo rock and end up with all my freakin’ nerves twisted into little tiny bows, I’d rather have that than die starving.
I don’t really like tomatoes much but I’d rather stuff them all into my face rather than die starving.
I’d rather do/have (please fill in the blanks here)rather than die starving.
And that’s the bottom line, because Henry says so!
Anyway.
“HENRY! DONGHAE!”
Donghae and I, we are pretty much the most playful members of the group - and it’s probably just destiny that he was feeling like the most tortured one in this stupid dieting program as well.
So on the…Okay I can’t remember what day of the SIIDP (I, Dory), we decided to start a riot.
‘Pigs R Us’ would be a perfect name for our alliance, wouldn’t it?
*Leeteuk laugh*
Anyway.
“COME BACK HERE WITH THOSE!”
So you can just imagine what it’s like when we stumbled upon a box of donuts when we were snooping around the huge house in our continuation to explore the gojira huge mansion we live in whenever we’re in China.
Yes, so Pigs R Us believes in dungeons and dragons…tough, okay?
Anyway, Hell, was Tuesday noon a right racket!
“YAH! I’LL SERIOUSLY PUNISH YOU TWO CLOWNS THIS TIME!”
Ever since we discovered this treasure, we had been running all over the house, going in and out of rooms (secret doors!), zigzagging around and jumping over furniture - passing the box of delicious Heaven back and forth like we were playing goddamn rugby, with him barking at our heels.
We totally stole the donuts from Seunghwan-sshi’s room.
So you can say he had all the rights in the freakin’ universe to turn into a very mad Aslan (Kingdom of Narnia, anyone?) of some sort.
Behind me, Donghae was squealing at something.
Then he started screaming, “Henli! Run! BIG DANGER! BIG DANGER! BIG DANGER COMING!”
I would have ran through some wall in my sprint if I had burst into laughter at his random and cute English right then.
But there was no time to laugh - I ran into Ryeowook’s room, darting about like a madman to hide the damn thing when Seunghwan-sshi finally caught up to Donghae outside and brought him down to the couch in a playful wrestle.
One man down and it was up to me to save Pigs R Us’ grace!
“Give it up already,” Ryeowook said calmly, looking at me with that kind of look that people would give you when they wondered just why the Hell you’re the only one who was excited here.
“He’s going to find it and take it away from you anyway! No use running at all Henli-sshi.”
My love fighter sensei, he won’t fight for his right to pig-out and decides to call SIIDP a time to do some total detoxification on his body.
Right. Pfft!
“I…I…” I was panting like a sick dog or something. “I’m not going down without a fight, hyung!”
“That’s the thing. You’re going to lose this fight anyway - at the start of it too.”
“I’d like to think about the positive here. Have some positivity, Ryeowook hyungie ah!”
“Okay. I’m positively sure that you’re going to lose this battle in…five minutes.”
I snorted at his words. “Want to bet on it?”
“Alright,” Ryeowook smirked, raising a challenging eyebrow at me. “Three minutes, then.”
I glanced at my watch. “Shi yuan?”
“Shi yuan.”
Somewhere from the skies, Seunghwan-sshi’s voice thundered again.
“HENRY LAU!”
“You’re on, hyung! BYE!”
I zoomed out through another door connecting his room to mine, flying past Zhou Mi who jumped out of his skin at my sudden materialization into his atmosphere.
“Stop being a MANIAC!” Zhou Mi yelled, sinking into his huge wardrobe to get out of my way.
“SORRY!”
“Wei! Are those the donuts the managers got from last night’s show?!”
“Yes!”
And Zhou Mi said, “It’s been nice serving the entertainment industry with you, Hennie.”
Here lies Henry Lau - he ran into a sarcastic, talking lamppost when pulling a Prison Break with a crazy box of donuts!
Oh, I could feel the utmost support that I’m getting from the resident sunshine that is the Mimi.
Whatever - I was only going to split with Donghae if I win over SIIDP with this anyway!
Pigs R Us was going to have the last Leeteuk laugh, at LEVEL UP!! - Version VICTORY!
JIA YOU!
“BYE, MIMI!”
Donghae suddenly jumped in front of me when I came out to the living room area again.
“Hyung!” I yelped in my surprise, before dropping to my knees when he pulled me down behind an armchair in a hasty jerk to the arm - almost sending the box flying out of my hands, too!
“You survived!”
“Shhh!” He hissed, the palm of his hand covering my mouth. “I can’t hear BIG DANGER anymore!”
My galloping heartbeat slowed down a little to discover that he was right.
There was a very calm and very eerie silence in the air all of a sudden.
Uh-oh.
BIG DANGER!
“Let’s hide it in Shiwonnie’s room,” he mouthed wordlessly as he pointed over his shoulder.
I handed over the box.
“And don’t let him know or he’ll accidentally tell Seunghwan-sshi - you know, since he really sucks in lying!”
So we crept into Shiwon’s room like the goddamn ninjas we were, constantly throwing glances over our shoulders to keep on the look out in case the ‘BIG DANGER!’ Aslan pounces out from anywhere in this strangely placid environment.
Seunghwan-sshi would have loved to mangle us with his mighty mouth and hands but he couldn’t since we were already going to start with our idol activities for the day - so he said he would mangle us later when we get back.
And no, he couldn’t go something like ‘HAND OVER THE DONUTS OR I WILL NOT GIVE YOU FOOD AT ALL!’ because that would be screwing up with the SIIDP diet sequence in a way.
*Leeteuk laugh - LEVEL UP!! - Version VICTORY!*
I was still feeling a little sick from all the baby tomatoes challenge we did on the show, so I was so darn excited at the thought of killing the horrible aftertaste with a dozen sugary sweet donuts when we were riding home in our Mercedes later in the night!
Pigs R Us just stepped out of our car when we heard a scream coming from inside the house.
Everyone ran into it, with JongJun-sshi beating everyone else to the room where the terrified screech came from.
The Bionic man Choi Gabriel Shiwon, we found him standing on his dressing room chair and brandishing his finger at his bed.
Then he squeaked, “COCKROACHES!”
I think everyone in SujuMan is not fond of roaches - except for our cool leader Han Kyung.
Well, he was the one who actually moved into the room instead of edging away from it when Shiwon said that - which is obviously what the rest of us were doing.
“Where?”
“Under there!”
Han Kyung got down to his hands and knees, bravely peering under the sleeping area - He’s just so amazingly amazing like that, seriously.
“Yah!” He went, straightening up a little to look at Shiwon. “There’s a donut box under here! Yours?”
“Donuts? I’m on SIIDP so it’s not mine!” Shiwon’s eyebrows came together.
“And who in their right minds would put donuts under the bed like that?!”
Everyone immediately turned to Pigs R Us.
Bringing a palm to slap my forehead, I shot Donghae an accusing look.
His big, big, big eyes looked back into mine - superbly innocent as if he hadn’t done the silliest thing in the whole wide world right then.
“What?” He shrugged. “I couldn’t hide it inside his wardrobe can I? The roaches will get in there!”
AIYA, DONGHAI AAAAAAAAAAAAH!
There's always this thing called TABLE!
“Get rid of them, Christ!” Shiwon went. “Or they are going to get into everything! My Gucci sandals!”
“I’ll go get Bygone,” Zhou Mi volunteered, before he was stopped.
“Oh, no need for that, Mimi-sshi. I think we should let the ones responsible for this do it.”
Seunghwan-sshi then slapped two thick rolls of newspaper into our hands with a huge, amused grin on his face - kind of like everyone else was doing right then (including Bionic Man who just jumped a total bajillion meters and landing by the door easily).
“Let’s do this the old school style,” he chuckled, before walking away with everyone else.
“Knock yourselves out, kids!”
Aiya!
Well, at least I still got my shi yuan from Ryeowook!
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I couldn’t bring Tsubasa back to Korea with me, but there was no way I could ever leave Gundam.
“Taeminnie gave you this?”
“Yup!”
“Koala bear? It’s so cute. What’s the occasion?”
You have the cool of the universe Choi Gabriel Shiwon twittering like a giddy bird over a plush toy and I swear you’ll get that sudden and random urge to start thinking about possible split personality disorder all over again.
Granted that he hates roaches to the fiery chasms of Hell (he doesn’t like things that have more than 4 legs, actually) but for 89% of the time, especially in front of rolling cameras, he’s pretty much a total man about things.
“No idea, actually,” I answered, taking the Gundam the koala from his hands and smiling at it.
Shiwon looked at my war-torn bed, at the rest of the stuffed creatures recklessly stacked on the wooden deck of shelves above the headboard, with the hugest dog Tsubasa sitting on top of everyone.
“Aish. Can you please tidy up where you sleep? It’s like a pigsty here!”
News flash, dude: pigs sleep in pigsties anyway.
“So out of all this…Gundam’s your favorite one?”
“Yup!” I nodded, grabbing a random shirt from my closet and stuffing it into my backpack.
“Why do you call it Gundam anyway? You like the anime?”
Why he was being conversational about my toy present was funny to me too - but it wasn’t like I needed to give undivided attention when I was packing to return to Korea the next day or anything so I didn’t mind the random chatting.
Plus I was betting myself shi-freakin’-yuan that he probably felt very, very bad for making me and Donghae get rid of those crazy roaches in his room the other night (Christ, they were freakin’ huge) - even when we totally deserved it for being Tweedledumb and Tweedledumber (I’m still the prior) with the donuts incident.
That’s Choi Gabriel Shiwon for you - he should totally run for Korea’s presidency one day.
“I do! I kind of like Power Puff Girls the most though but I already named these three with them so…”
Don’t look at me weird. Everyone in the world loves a Blossom, a Buttercup and a Bubbles.
I was going to ask his favorite cartoon series when Shiwon suddenly clapped his hands.
“Yah! Are you done yet? We’ve to see the trainer in an hour, but I’m going there now. Walk with me?”
I figured that since I didn’t have much to bring back I could complete the rest of the packing later, and soon we were walking down the cobbled path of our apartment to head for the nearby studio facility - chatting about Star Wars.
“Ah!” I gasped, instantly making a U turn to retreat back to the house when I remembered something.
“I forgot that I left my phone charger on! I’m going to have to turn it off before the battery explodes.”
“You forget everything like some old man!” Shiwon said, shaking his head.
“If your nose is detachable you’d probably misplace it as well.”
He’s right you know. I can lose more than just my freakin’ mind.
I multi-tasked that with silently reading a mail from Sungmin (damn, he sure go nuts with the emoticons sometimes) telling me something about coloring his hair platinum blonde again (fierce!) before my ears caught the noise coming from next door.
"Kyumong, how come we don't talk anymore?"
Ryeowook.
"You're always too busy, hyung."
KyuHyun.
And it didn’t sound like it was going to be sweet judging from the seriousness of their voices.
"When am I too busy for you, Kyunnie ah?"
By now, I should have learned my lesson that eavesdropping is never a healthy thing - so I should just quietly leave the mansion right that instant because it was the right thing to-
"Whenever Henli's around."
Okay. Maybe I should stick around for a while.
Hey! He mentioned my name - you can’t blame me for being so interested, you know.
So anyway!
From where I was standing, I could see them through the slight ajar of their bed room door.
KyuHyun was sitting at the edge of the bed, the permanent smirk on his face on his bowed head small and tight.
Ryeowook put away the magazine he had been reading and got up from lying on the mattress behind him - laughing a little at the statement but stood accused nonetheless.
He sat down next to KyuHyun. "I'm not to busy for you now. We can talk for as long as you want."
"Are you sure Henli's out of the house?"
"Is that important whether he's in or not?"
"Is he?"
Sheesh. What’s up with this guy?
"Why?"
"I don't know. You're the one who is going to go running to him the second you see him."
Baby of the group - me.
"I'm pretty sure he's gone to play with Donghae, or to the studio. So I'm all yours right now."
"Lock the door, then."
“Don't be like this. Are you angry with me?"
"Yes as a matter of fact I am."
"Is this because of Henli?"
"I'm angry that I can't talk to you the way I used to be able to."
"Since when did that happen?"
"Nowadays, you're either in your room, attending to Yeh Sung hyung's calls - or with Henli.”
Ryeowook sighed at that, before slipping his arms around KyuHyun from the side and leaning in to kiss the younger one on the cheek.
Then he said, “I love you so much, Kyumong. You know it’s always been like that. Nothing’s changed.”
Jesus. There it was again - that confession thing done in a suave, interesting manner!
Boy, I totally felt like screaming and waving a goddamn light stick at him for that - topping all that with a huge, decorative board with his name in chasing lights as bright as the ones you can see in Las Vegas!
YOU’RE SO AMAZING, RYEOWOOKIE HYUNG AH!
But KyuHyun, he wasn’t buying things as it was.
He went, "That's why I'm angry! It doesn't seem to be like that anymore with us!"
Imagine a snarky, semi-masochist being so childish - and KyuHyun would totally blow your mind away.
Most definitely split personality disorder!
“You know, I have no choice but to talk to Mimi whenever you’re too busy,” he added bluntly.
I have no choice but to talk to Mimi.
Man, if I was Zhou Mi and I understood this I’d really feel upset that he chose to put it in such a way.
For some weird reason, I thought that was just plain mean.
“And as much as I appreciated him listening to my rattling in Korean without him being able to understand what I’m saying - and sometimes I’m really glad he doesn’t - but he’s not you, hyung ah.”
Ryeowook looked so freakin’ guilty he could have cried.
“I really miss you a lot!” KyuHyun finally blurted, turning to Ryeowook and hugging him back tightly.
I’m not being sarcastic here but I think my eyes kind of watered a little at that.
“Kyumong ah, I’m very sorry that I made you feel like this.”
The older between them two smiled as his fingers gently combed through KyuHyun’s black hair, before he pulled back to kiss him on the cheek again.
Looking at KyuHyun in the eyes, Ryeowook smiled again when he pushed the hair off the younger’s face.
“I promise that I’ll never be too busy for you again, okay? From now on you can take me away from Henli if you want to, I won’t mind at all!”
“Promise?”
DraKyuHyun the almost-whiny child impresses the living Jesus out of me, I freakin’ swear it does.
“I promise.”
“Then I will.”
And that was things suddenly took a completely drastic and unexpected turn.
I quickly turned away, wondering if I should just walk up to their door and pretend to knock on it to remind them that they have a whole fifty minutes to get ready for our practice.
I mean, should I stop them from suddenly kissing like that?
If I did, I’d totally be upsetting Ryeowook because…well, my love fighter sensei was finally progressing in a sense - and judging by the way he was letting KyuHyun crawl over him on the bed right then, he’d totally roast my ass alive if I interrupted them.
But my beloved dork god Kim Yeh Sung wouldn’t be too happy if I didn’t.
He’d really smite me with cold, Jeff-Dunham jokes until my brains turn into goo and melt out of my nose!
KNOCK KNOCK, HENLI-SSHI!
Who is there?
IT IS SILENCE!
Silence…Silence who?
SILENCE! I KILL YOU!
AIYA!
VERY BIG DANGER!
And that was not the end of my worries, oh no!
When I looked up to head back to my room, my eyes caught a fast, white blur through the corner of my eyes - and it was running down the main steps of our mansion.
Zhou Mi?
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Unlike a certain Kim Heechul, I don’t have the attention span of a fly - but I can get easily distracted.
Maybe that explained why I actually messed up the floor to my dorm when SujuMan arrived to our homes from Incheon airport on a comfortable Thursday evening.
Then I went to take the bloody stairs to my correct level - when I could just walk back into the lift that had been waiting for me where I blanked out at the lobby for a moment.
AIYA!
I didn’t get to see Sungmin the first thing when I returned to Korea since he was busy with Suju Happy in some show somewhere - and I learnt from Kibum that Ahjummanie was closed early that day.
And Zhou Mimi didn’t come back with us again. He suddenly became extra busy with some song arrangements he was doing for the lovely Zhang Li Yin so he would be back a few days later.
So in my dorm, it was just me, myself and a very empty, lonesome fridge.
This wasn’t exactly depression, but it was something closer to freakin’ boring as Hell.
So I put on my sandals and went to bother my favorite neighbor.
Thankfully his schedule just wrapped up for the day - and that was when we decided to do something productive and nice (and romantic for my part) for the remaining hours of the day.
We decided to cook for our Lee Sungmin.
Don’t laugh.
“I think this is the easiest to make,” Taemin was saying, clicking on a link after reading the brief description under the main text as we sat hunched in front of his desktop.
“Whoa,” I said, pointing to a picture.
“Porcupine meat balls with pumpkin milk…Did I read that correctly?”
Then we looked at each other for a second - before sticking our tongues out at the name at the same time.
“Ew!”
“Hyung, I think we can stick with this one! It’s easiest to make…and I think we have all of the ingredients in the kitchen already so we don’t have to go to the store.”
“Really?” I said, impressed at the size of their food storage. “You have canned pumpkins?”
“Yes! Minho hyung likes to eat them straight from the can, so we have lots.”
Korea is so freakin' amazing, Christ.
So we carried everything to my dorm and started our project there - because I was pretty sure SHINee’s (I finally got around spelling that properly) housekeeper with the flaming red hair would murder us if we detonated her kitchen.
And for the Hell of it, I put on Super Junior Happy’s ‘Cooking! Cooking!’ song - but of course I tweaked the lyrics here and there because I was being an overly excited retard like that.
My Sungmin is too pretty… My Sungmin’s heart is prettier…
But Sungmin also has only one better point - He’s a more capable cook than me!
It was funnier when we started popping to such a song - but for a fourteen-year-old, I swear he could really go nuts on the dance floor!
Whose son is this?
“What if this doesn’t work out?” Taemin suddenly asked after we finished beating the batter and folded it in with the whipped cream.
We had to google what ‘fold’ was in cooking terms by the way, because there was no possible way that we could literally fold a pudding mix!
Henry can't cook rice and can't cook soup either…
This and that…Henry can't cook anything!
Maybe he was hearing the song in my head - but either way, I was determined to prove the modified song wrong!
“We followed a book, Taeminnie ah. So it will work out!”
“I know! If - and I mean if - it doesn’t turn out nice? I mean, Sungmin hyung once told me that pumpkins can taste really horrible if you cook it wrongly.”
He can't even boil ramyun's water
He can't tell between soy sauce and cola!
“Then we won’t give it to Sungminnie…I mean, Sungmin hyung!”
He looked terrified. “So if we fail…we have to eat it all on our own?”
I like Henry a lot but...I love Henry a lot but...
If it is really like this…This pudding is just...
I stared at the bowl of pudding mix he was holding.
“Uhm…Let’s try to not fail, okay?”
“Hwaiting!”
“Jia you!”
Then he ran back to his dorm and returned with a superbly glossy Elle magazine, and showed me the most colorful collection of ponchos ever created on the face of the universe.
But of course I didn’t really say the word ‘poncho’ - I think that would really kill him.
I just said that the color concept and photography was amazing - mainly because it was really eye-catching with the crazy colors and the bright lighting and because I know nuts about photography.
In any case, at least SHINee sent the right message across - by being shiny!
*Leeteuk laugh*
Then Taemin started asking me questions.
“Hyung,” he went, turning to me with a serious look on his face all of a sudden.
“If I ask you something very, very, very, very, very, very, veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery-“
Seriously now…Whose adorable son is this?!
“- personal, will you get angry with me?”
“No,” I shook my head. How could I be angry at such a kid, really?
Besides, I was already betting that he would be asking me about Sungmin, judging by the occasional funny looks he gave me whenever the slip of my tongue made me say ‘Sungminnie’ instead of ‘Sungmin hyung’.
“Go on. What’s up?”
“Are you single?”
“No.”
“Oh. So you’re attached to a girl.”
“No.”
Taemin’s pretty eyes rounded in sputtering confusion.
“Huh? You’re not single but you don’t have a girlfriend. Hyung…Are you married?”
“No!” I laughed, pushing him playfully. “How can that be? I’m only nineteen! And in SM!”
“But…you’re not single?”
I didn’t think he could understand my current situation without my killing his brains in a bad way.
“Taeminnie ah. What exactly are you asking me? You’re so long-winded!”
And his big, Gundam the koala bear eyes dropped to the cushion his fingers were randomly picking on.
“I uh…” He started, biting on his lips a bit.
“You know I still go to middle school and all right?”
“Yes.”
“Well…There’s this school charity carnival-cum-dance down by the amusement park this Sunday and…I was wondering if…”
I think Hell really did freeze over when he came to a long pause - before he went back to stuttering again.
“I was just wondering if you know, you could…I mean if you can’t or don’t want to then I understand because you might be going back to China and all that-”
Man. I must meet his mother one of these days - just to tell her I’d like to squish her son for being so cute!
“-and if it’s not China then you’re probably going to be busy with rehearsing for the concert in Thailand-“
“Taemin!” I had to stop him because he was bullet-training and tripping all over the place like a madman.
“Stop, stop! So are you asking me to go to your school carnival with you this Sunday?”
His famous hairstyle bopped to the nervous nodding of his head in the end.
I gave him a funny look.
“Aren’t you popular now? You can ask any girl to go with you!”
“Ew…girls!” He huffed, irritably rolling his eyes and amusing me greatly.
“The girls in my grade are so annoying, hyung! I’d rather go with someone nice and fun like you. We can dance all night! So you’ll go?”
I didn’t ask about the rest of SHINee - I figured that maybe his group members were going to go back to their real homes for the weekend or something to spend quality time with their families.
“Hmmm…” I quickly ran Sunday’s schedule in my head.
“Okay...But I’ll only be free after…seven? Is that okay?”
“Yes, hyung. The dance starts at eight, and it’s okay if we arrive there later, too!”
“Taeminnie ah…Do I have to wear a tux?”
“Do you have a tux?”
“Doesn’t everyone in SM have tux?”
“Okay then you can wear your tux!”
Dear Taemin ommoni - I’m sorry but I just had to do it to your son.
I reached over, and freakin’ pinched him.
“Ow!” He yelped when I pulled at it again, finally understanding the attraction and satisfaction of the people who enjoys poking and pinching at my face.
“Taemin ah,” I laughed when his face scrunched as he rubbed his cheek.
“Do you realize something?”
“No. Realize what, hyung?”
“I think you just asked me out on your first date!”
Taemin only frowned at my choice of words - but he didn’t really say anything to counter that.
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“So? Is it good?”
I think I needed to change the bulb of the kitchen light hanging above our heads right then, because I couldn’t read Sungmin’s reaction to the pudding at all.
And for the quantumbagajillionth time, my lovely Sungmin gave a very vague reply of, “Uhmmmm…”
Aiya!
“Sungminnie!” I finally yelped, almost jumping over the table in my annoyance to that.
“Do you like it or not?!”
“Henli!” Sungmin blinked at me, before pretending to knock the spoon on my head.
“Don’t mind me asking but what did you put in this pudding?”
My version of ‘Cooking! Cooking!’ streamed into my head again when he asked that.
Can it be this tasteless? What on earth did you put in it?
I could cook better than this with my eyes closed!
How could you ask me about the taste?!
But…we didn’t think it was bad at all when Taemin and I decided to (risk our tummies and) give it a pre-test before serving our success to my pumpkin princess!
So I read out the ingredients to him - and the way we prepared everything, all thanks to his favorite dongsaeng’s kitchen contents!
CANNED PUMPKINS, OKAY!
What am I to say anything but...
I told Henry it's really tasty, he smiles as he gives me another serving...
And yup, you guessed it.
“Oh, really? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…”
…Please save me!!
AIYA!
I sat back down in my seat across him, deadpanning at him. “Sungminnie!”
“Alright, alright,” he finally said, giggling a little as he placed the spoon down.
“It tastes…okay.”
“Just okay?”
I wasn’t happy at his answer despite thinking that I actually expected that kind of reply from him since Taemin and I went all out like goddamn commandos for it.
“Yes. It’s your and Taemin’s first time doing something like this right?”
I nodded angrily. “Yes!”
“So for amateurs, you guys faired well - which means good. There’s still room for progress!”
I was seriously turning into an emoriffic basket case again, Christ.
“Just so you know,” I huffed, going around the table to stand in front of him in my unhappiness.
“Your favorite dongsaeng and your boyfriend made that for you…with love!”
Sungmin burst laughing, before placing his hands on my hips and pulling me into him.
“Love?” He smirked, dropping his eyes to my mouth, seemingly ridiculed.
I slipped my arms around his neck, looking down at him with my lips failing to keep the scowl on his my face when the rounded, dreamy beauty of his eyes took my breath away in an instant.
And he giggled, “Well I think your love needs skimmed milk, Henli ah.”
Then I started feeling...funny.
Something too warm and exceptionally bubbly erupted within the chasms of my soul when he tilted his head up to meet my kiss - and I sure as Hell wasn’t imagining things when I say that crazy fireworks must have exploded somewhere above our heads.
Then I suddenly went, “I am your skimmed milk!”
I know, I know.
WTFH was that, dork!?
Hopeless, corny romantic, me - but what the Hell anyway!
But damn, I didn't the Hell know just what it was exactly, but the funny feeling, it was freakin' contagious.
“Sungminnie?”
His bright, bright, beatiful eyes fueled the crazy galloping of my heart beat, almost killing me when they bore deeper into my own.
Searching...Searching...
“Yes?”
...FOUND.
Oh, Jesus.
Henry Lau?
I think...this is just it.
“Saranghaeyo.”
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Seunghwan + Han XD
6 guys, 5 and a half boxes and photographer Mimi.
Figured there's no place for him anyway.
Sleeveless Kyu is (curse word here) hot.
And of course, Shiwon's facial expression will continue to pwn all.
Ryeowook : You look like a Donghae!
Kyu : I think they're staring at us.
Zhou Mi : And that's why you need to keep your hands off my pants, Kyu.
I WANT TO BE MIMI'S HAND AND STARE AT SHIWON'S ASS AT THE SAME TIME. O.O
Video pimpin'
OO1 : The SJM playfight
Shiwon picks on Henry.
Donghae feels Henry up.
Henry goes all air violence on Ryeowook.
Mimi hits Shiwon for scaring Kyu...he hits like a freakin' girl.
OO2 : Henry stuffing his face with tomatoes...
...While Zhou Mi chokes halfway LOL!
OO2 : Where Shiwon almost broke Henry's arm
...though Henry deserves it for trying to cheat. Then he gets up and says 'IT'S NOT FAIR!' in English XD
I kinda lol-ed when the fans go HUH? when he said that.
I know this is random but RUN IT + REPLAY + TAEMIN IN LEATHER AND PINK UNDEE IS JUST PLAIN, JANE SHINEE!!!!
And is it just me or is this the first boy band ever that ALL of the members can dance so very well???????????????????
Credits to :
Han geng cyworld
SJM thread @ Soompi
sassydork for the video feeds and the spazz LOL and for tolerating my wanting to make Taemin cry in a very...unspeakable manner.
Don't mind the TITLE of this fic - i ran out of ideas and May can't help me as well ahahaha...
Hope I didn't disappoint! Till next time, enjoy!
And I will post this on miracle later, coz I don't want to ge banned for posting almost everyday heh.
Featuring : SJM, Seunghwan-sshi, Sungmin, Taemin SHINee!
Beta-ed/QC-ed : virginangelic
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Out of everyone in SJM, Seunghwan-sshi gives me the most special of treatment.
He has been keeping the closest of eye on me lately - and I should feel really honored about it…
…My ass!
Well that’s because despite the stupid SIIDP (in case you missed this it's Seunghwan's Ideal Idol Diet Program) he decided to put the entire of SujuMan in because of our ‘horrible’ eating habits, I’m still the sneaky little hardcore pig of the group.
I said before it before that the Korean version of Simon says is Seunghwan says, right?
Don’t the Hell care much about that, really.
FOOD > SIIDP…
…And it’s a universal understanding kind of thing that pigs just don’t freakin’ diet.
So for the past few shows we had been on, whenever the producers came to the SJM zoo to feed the animals, I would always hear him roaring like the crazy lion he can be at the back of my head, going:
“Henry, STOP EATING!”
Traumatizing…But, but, BUT!!!
Like I said, he couldn’t just run up to us in the middle of a recording and scream ‘PUT THAT DOWN OR I WILL, YES I SWEAR I WILL, PINCH EVERY ONE OF YOU!’ could he?
*Leeteuk laugh - LEVEL UP!! - Version VICTORY!*
So bleurrgh-tasting chicken or not (I don’t want to ask just whut was in it or how it was cooked…or if it was cooked at all), I’d rather die gagging and choking on it rather than die starving.
Even if I was going to go against Bionic man Choi Gabriel Shiwon (note permanent nickname) in arm wrestling with that definite thought that I would come out of it with a broken limb…I’d rather have that rather than die starving.
If I had to do the limbo rock and end up with all my freakin’ nerves twisted into little tiny bows, I’d rather have that than die starving.
I don’t really like tomatoes much but I’d rather stuff them all into my face rather than die starving.
I’d rather do/have (please fill in the blanks here)rather than die starving.
And that’s the bottom line, because Henry says so!
Anyway.
“HENRY! DONGHAE!”
Donghae and I, we are pretty much the most playful members of the group - and it’s probably just destiny that he was feeling like the most tortured one in this stupid dieting program as well.
So on the…Okay I can’t remember what day of the SIIDP (I, Dory), we decided to start a riot.
‘Pigs R Us’ would be a perfect name for our alliance, wouldn’t it?
*Leeteuk laugh*
Anyway.
“COME BACK HERE WITH THOSE!”
So you can just imagine what it’s like when we stumbled upon a box of donuts when we were snooping around the huge house in our continuation to explore the gojira huge mansion we live in whenever we’re in China.
Yes, so Pigs R Us believes in dungeons and dragons…tough, okay?
Anyway, Hell, was Tuesday noon a right racket!
“YAH! I’LL SERIOUSLY PUNISH YOU TWO CLOWNS THIS TIME!”
Ever since we discovered this treasure, we had been running all over the house, going in and out of rooms (secret doors!), zigzagging around and jumping over furniture - passing the box of delicious Heaven back and forth like we were playing goddamn rugby, with him barking at our heels.
We totally stole the donuts from Seunghwan-sshi’s room.
So you can say he had all the rights in the freakin’ universe to turn into a very mad Aslan (Kingdom of Narnia, anyone?) of some sort.
Behind me, Donghae was squealing at something.
Then he started screaming, “Henli! Run! BIG DANGER! BIG DANGER! BIG DANGER COMING!”
I would have ran through some wall in my sprint if I had burst into laughter at his random and cute English right then.
But there was no time to laugh - I ran into Ryeowook’s room, darting about like a madman to hide the damn thing when Seunghwan-sshi finally caught up to Donghae outside and brought him down to the couch in a playful wrestle.
One man down and it was up to me to save Pigs R Us’ grace!
“Give it up already,” Ryeowook said calmly, looking at me with that kind of look that people would give you when they wondered just why the Hell you’re the only one who was excited here.
“He’s going to find it and take it away from you anyway! No use running at all Henli-sshi.”
My love fighter sensei, he won’t fight for his right to pig-out and decides to call SIIDP a time to do some total detoxification on his body.
Right. Pfft!
“I…I…” I was panting like a sick dog or something. “I’m not going down without a fight, hyung!”
“That’s the thing. You’re going to lose this fight anyway - at the start of it too.”
“I’d like to think about the positive here. Have some positivity, Ryeowook hyungie ah!”
“Okay. I’m positively sure that you’re going to lose this battle in…five minutes.”
I snorted at his words. “Want to bet on it?”
“Alright,” Ryeowook smirked, raising a challenging eyebrow at me. “Three minutes, then.”
I glanced at my watch. “Shi yuan?”
“Shi yuan.”
Somewhere from the skies, Seunghwan-sshi’s voice thundered again.
“HENRY LAU!”
“You’re on, hyung! BYE!”
I zoomed out through another door connecting his room to mine, flying past Zhou Mi who jumped out of his skin at my sudden materialization into his atmosphere.
“Stop being a MANIAC!” Zhou Mi yelled, sinking into his huge wardrobe to get out of my way.
“SORRY!”
“Wei! Are those the donuts the managers got from last night’s show?!”
“Yes!”
And Zhou Mi said, “It’s been nice serving the entertainment industry with you, Hennie.”
Here lies Henry Lau - he ran into a sarcastic, talking lamppost when pulling a Prison Break with a crazy box of donuts!
Oh, I could feel the utmost support that I’m getting from the resident sunshine that is the Mimi.
Whatever - I was only going to split with Donghae if I win over SIIDP with this anyway!
Pigs R Us was going to have the last Leeteuk laugh, at LEVEL UP!! - Version VICTORY!
JIA YOU!
“BYE, MIMI!”
Donghae suddenly jumped in front of me when I came out to the living room area again.
“Hyung!” I yelped in my surprise, before dropping to my knees when he pulled me down behind an armchair in a hasty jerk to the arm - almost sending the box flying out of my hands, too!
“You survived!”
“Shhh!” He hissed, the palm of his hand covering my mouth. “I can’t hear BIG DANGER anymore!”
My galloping heartbeat slowed down a little to discover that he was right.
There was a very calm and very eerie silence in the air all of a sudden.
Uh-oh.
BIG DANGER!
“Let’s hide it in Shiwonnie’s room,” he mouthed wordlessly as he pointed over his shoulder.
I handed over the box.
“And don’t let him know or he’ll accidentally tell Seunghwan-sshi - you know, since he really sucks in lying!”
So we crept into Shiwon’s room like the goddamn ninjas we were, constantly throwing glances over our shoulders to keep on the look out in case the ‘BIG DANGER!’ Aslan pounces out from anywhere in this strangely placid environment.
Seunghwan-sshi would have loved to mangle us with his mighty mouth and hands but he couldn’t since we were already going to start with our idol activities for the day - so he said he would mangle us later when we get back.
And no, he couldn’t go something like ‘HAND OVER THE DONUTS OR I WILL NOT GIVE YOU FOOD AT ALL!’ because that would be screwing up with the SIIDP diet sequence in a way.
*Leeteuk laugh - LEVEL UP!! - Version VICTORY!*
I was still feeling a little sick from all the baby tomatoes challenge we did on the show, so I was so darn excited at the thought of killing the horrible aftertaste with a dozen sugary sweet donuts when we were riding home in our Mercedes later in the night!
Pigs R Us just stepped out of our car when we heard a scream coming from inside the house.
Everyone ran into it, with JongJun-sshi beating everyone else to the room where the terrified screech came from.
The Bionic man Choi Gabriel Shiwon, we found him standing on his dressing room chair and brandishing his finger at his bed.
Then he squeaked, “COCKROACHES!”
I think everyone in SujuMan is not fond of roaches - except for our cool leader Han Kyung.
Well, he was the one who actually moved into the room instead of edging away from it when Shiwon said that - which is obviously what the rest of us were doing.
“Where?”
“Under there!”
Han Kyung got down to his hands and knees, bravely peering under the sleeping area - He’s just so amazingly amazing like that, seriously.
“Yah!” He went, straightening up a little to look at Shiwon. “There’s a donut box under here! Yours?”
“Donuts? I’m on SIIDP so it’s not mine!” Shiwon’s eyebrows came together.
“And who in their right minds would put donuts under the bed like that?!”
Everyone immediately turned to Pigs R Us.
Bringing a palm to slap my forehead, I shot Donghae an accusing look.
His big, big, big eyes looked back into mine - superbly innocent as if he hadn’t done the silliest thing in the whole wide world right then.
“What?” He shrugged. “I couldn’t hide it inside his wardrobe can I? The roaches will get in there!”
AIYA, DONGHAI AAAAAAAAAAAAH!
There's always this thing called TABLE!
“Get rid of them, Christ!” Shiwon went. “Or they are going to get into everything! My Gucci sandals!”
“I’ll go get Bygone,” Zhou Mi volunteered, before he was stopped.
“Oh, no need for that, Mimi-sshi. I think we should let the ones responsible for this do it.”
Seunghwan-sshi then slapped two thick rolls of newspaper into our hands with a huge, amused grin on his face - kind of like everyone else was doing right then (including Bionic Man who just jumped a total bajillion meters and landing by the door easily).
“Let’s do this the old school style,” he chuckled, before walking away with everyone else.
“Knock yourselves out, kids!”
Aiya!
Well, at least I still got my shi yuan from Ryeowook!
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I couldn’t bring Tsubasa back to Korea with me, but there was no way I could ever leave Gundam.
“Taeminnie gave you this?”
“Yup!”
“Koala bear? It’s so cute. What’s the occasion?”
You have the cool of the universe Choi Gabriel Shiwon twittering like a giddy bird over a plush toy and I swear you’ll get that sudden and random urge to start thinking about possible split personality disorder all over again.
Granted that he hates roaches to the fiery chasms of Hell (he doesn’t like things that have more than 4 legs, actually) but for 89% of the time, especially in front of rolling cameras, he’s pretty much a total man about things.
“No idea, actually,” I answered, taking the Gundam the koala from his hands and smiling at it.
Shiwon looked at my war-torn bed, at the rest of the stuffed creatures recklessly stacked on the wooden deck of shelves above the headboard, with the hugest dog Tsubasa sitting on top of everyone.
“Aish. Can you please tidy up where you sleep? It’s like a pigsty here!”
News flash, dude: pigs sleep in pigsties anyway.
“So out of all this…Gundam’s your favorite one?”
“Yup!” I nodded, grabbing a random shirt from my closet and stuffing it into my backpack.
“Why do you call it Gundam anyway? You like the anime?”
Why he was being conversational about my toy present was funny to me too - but it wasn’t like I needed to give undivided attention when I was packing to return to Korea the next day or anything so I didn’t mind the random chatting.
Plus I was betting myself shi-freakin’-yuan that he probably felt very, very bad for making me and Donghae get rid of those crazy roaches in his room the other night (Christ, they were freakin’ huge) - even when we totally deserved it for being Tweedledumb and Tweedledumber (I’m still the prior) with the donuts incident.
That’s Choi Gabriel Shiwon for you - he should totally run for Korea’s presidency one day.
“I do! I kind of like Power Puff Girls the most though but I already named these three with them so…”
Don’t look at me weird. Everyone in the world loves a Blossom, a Buttercup and a Bubbles.
I was going to ask his favorite cartoon series when Shiwon suddenly clapped his hands.
“Yah! Are you done yet? We’ve to see the trainer in an hour, but I’m going there now. Walk with me?”
I figured that since I didn’t have much to bring back I could complete the rest of the packing later, and soon we were walking down the cobbled path of our apartment to head for the nearby studio facility - chatting about Star Wars.
“Ah!” I gasped, instantly making a U turn to retreat back to the house when I remembered something.
“I forgot that I left my phone charger on! I’m going to have to turn it off before the battery explodes.”
“You forget everything like some old man!” Shiwon said, shaking his head.
“If your nose is detachable you’d probably misplace it as well.”
He’s right you know. I can lose more than just my freakin’ mind.
I multi-tasked that with silently reading a mail from Sungmin (damn, he sure go nuts with the emoticons sometimes) telling me something about coloring his hair platinum blonde again (fierce!) before my ears caught the noise coming from next door.
"Kyumong, how come we don't talk anymore?"
Ryeowook.
"You're always too busy, hyung."
KyuHyun.
And it didn’t sound like it was going to be sweet judging from the seriousness of their voices.
"When am I too busy for you, Kyunnie ah?"
By now, I should have learned my lesson that eavesdropping is never a healthy thing - so I should just quietly leave the mansion right that instant because it was the right thing to-
"Whenever Henli's around."
Okay. Maybe I should stick around for a while.
Hey! He mentioned my name - you can’t blame me for being so interested, you know.
So anyway!
From where I was standing, I could see them through the slight ajar of their bed room door.
KyuHyun was sitting at the edge of the bed, the permanent smirk on his face on his bowed head small and tight.
Ryeowook put away the magazine he had been reading and got up from lying on the mattress behind him - laughing a little at the statement but stood accused nonetheless.
He sat down next to KyuHyun. "I'm not to busy for you now. We can talk for as long as you want."
"Are you sure Henli's out of the house?"
"Is that important whether he's in or not?"
"Is he?"
Sheesh. What’s up with this guy?
"Why?"
"I don't know. You're the one who is going to go running to him the second you see him."
Baby of the group - me.
"I'm pretty sure he's gone to play with Donghae, or to the studio. So I'm all yours right now."
"Lock the door, then."
“Don't be like this. Are you angry with me?"
"Yes as a matter of fact I am."
"Is this because of Henli?"
"I'm angry that I can't talk to you the way I used to be able to."
"Since when did that happen?"
"Nowadays, you're either in your room, attending to Yeh Sung hyung's calls - or with Henli.”
Ryeowook sighed at that, before slipping his arms around KyuHyun from the side and leaning in to kiss the younger one on the cheek.
Then he said, “I love you so much, Kyumong. You know it’s always been like that. Nothing’s changed.”
Jesus. There it was again - that confession thing done in a suave, interesting manner!
Boy, I totally felt like screaming and waving a goddamn light stick at him for that - topping all that with a huge, decorative board with his name in chasing lights as bright as the ones you can see in Las Vegas!
YOU’RE SO AMAZING, RYEOWOOKIE HYUNG AH!
But KyuHyun, he wasn’t buying things as it was.
He went, "That's why I'm angry! It doesn't seem to be like that anymore with us!"
Imagine a snarky, semi-masochist being so childish - and KyuHyun would totally blow your mind away.
Most definitely split personality disorder!
“You know, I have no choice but to talk to Mimi whenever you’re too busy,” he added bluntly.
I have no choice but to talk to Mimi.
Man, if I was Zhou Mi and I understood this I’d really feel upset that he chose to put it in such a way.
For some weird reason, I thought that was just plain mean.
“And as much as I appreciated him listening to my rattling in Korean without him being able to understand what I’m saying - and sometimes I’m really glad he doesn’t - but he’s not you, hyung ah.”
Ryeowook looked so freakin’ guilty he could have cried.
“I really miss you a lot!” KyuHyun finally blurted, turning to Ryeowook and hugging him back tightly.
I’m not being sarcastic here but I think my eyes kind of watered a little at that.
“Kyumong ah, I’m very sorry that I made you feel like this.”
The older between them two smiled as his fingers gently combed through KyuHyun’s black hair, before he pulled back to kiss him on the cheek again.
Looking at KyuHyun in the eyes, Ryeowook smiled again when he pushed the hair off the younger’s face.
“I promise that I’ll never be too busy for you again, okay? From now on you can take me away from Henli if you want to, I won’t mind at all!”
“Promise?”
DraKyuHyun the almost-whiny child impresses the living Jesus out of me, I freakin’ swear it does.
“I promise.”
“Then I will.”
And that was things suddenly took a completely drastic and unexpected turn.
I quickly turned away, wondering if I should just walk up to their door and pretend to knock on it to remind them that they have a whole fifty minutes to get ready for our practice.
I mean, should I stop them from suddenly kissing like that?
If I did, I’d totally be upsetting Ryeowook because…well, my love fighter sensei was finally progressing in a sense - and judging by the way he was letting KyuHyun crawl over him on the bed right then, he’d totally roast my ass alive if I interrupted them.
But my beloved dork god Kim Yeh Sung wouldn’t be too happy if I didn’t.
He’d really smite me with cold, Jeff-Dunham jokes until my brains turn into goo and melt out of my nose!
KNOCK KNOCK, HENLI-SSHI!
Who is there?
IT IS SILENCE!
Silence…Silence who?
SILENCE! I KILL YOU!
AIYA!
VERY BIG DANGER!
And that was not the end of my worries, oh no!
When I looked up to head back to my room, my eyes caught a fast, white blur through the corner of my eyes - and it was running down the main steps of our mansion.
Zhou Mi?
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Unlike a certain Kim Heechul, I don’t have the attention span of a fly - but I can get easily distracted.
Maybe that explained why I actually messed up the floor to my dorm when SujuMan arrived to our homes from Incheon airport on a comfortable Thursday evening.
Then I went to take the bloody stairs to my correct level - when I could just walk back into the lift that had been waiting for me where I blanked out at the lobby for a moment.
AIYA!
I didn’t get to see Sungmin the first thing when I returned to Korea since he was busy with Suju Happy in some show somewhere - and I learnt from Kibum that Ahjummanie was closed early that day.
And Zhou Mimi didn’t come back with us again. He suddenly became extra busy with some song arrangements he was doing for the lovely Zhang Li Yin so he would be back a few days later.
So in my dorm, it was just me, myself and a very empty, lonesome fridge.
This wasn’t exactly depression, but it was something closer to freakin’ boring as Hell.
So I put on my sandals and went to bother my favorite neighbor.
Thankfully his schedule just wrapped up for the day - and that was when we decided to do something productive and nice (and romantic for my part) for the remaining hours of the day.
We decided to cook for our Lee Sungmin.
Don’t laugh.
“I think this is the easiest to make,” Taemin was saying, clicking on a link after reading the brief description under the main text as we sat hunched in front of his desktop.
“Whoa,” I said, pointing to a picture.
“Porcupine meat balls with pumpkin milk…Did I read that correctly?”
Then we looked at each other for a second - before sticking our tongues out at the name at the same time.
“Ew!”
“Hyung, I think we can stick with this one! It’s easiest to make…and I think we have all of the ingredients in the kitchen already so we don’t have to go to the store.”
“Really?” I said, impressed at the size of their food storage. “You have canned pumpkins?”
“Yes! Minho hyung likes to eat them straight from the can, so we have lots.”
Korea is so freakin' amazing, Christ.
So we carried everything to my dorm and started our project there - because I was pretty sure SHINee’s (I finally got around spelling that properly) housekeeper with the flaming red hair would murder us if we detonated her kitchen.
And for the Hell of it, I put on Super Junior Happy’s ‘Cooking! Cooking!’ song - but of course I tweaked the lyrics here and there because I was being an overly excited retard like that.
My Sungmin is too pretty… My Sungmin’s heart is prettier…
But Sungmin also has only one better point - He’s a more capable cook than me!
It was funnier when we started popping to such a song - but for a fourteen-year-old, I swear he could really go nuts on the dance floor!
Whose son is this?
“What if this doesn’t work out?” Taemin suddenly asked after we finished beating the batter and folded it in with the whipped cream.
We had to google what ‘fold’ was in cooking terms by the way, because there was no possible way that we could literally fold a pudding mix!
Henry can't cook rice and can't cook soup either…
This and that…Henry can't cook anything!
Maybe he was hearing the song in my head - but either way, I was determined to prove the modified song wrong!
“We followed a book, Taeminnie ah. So it will work out!”
“I know! If - and I mean if - it doesn’t turn out nice? I mean, Sungmin hyung once told me that pumpkins can taste really horrible if you cook it wrongly.”
He can't even boil ramyun's water
He can't tell between soy sauce and cola!
“Then we won’t give it to Sungminnie…I mean, Sungmin hyung!”
He looked terrified. “So if we fail…we have to eat it all on our own?”
I like Henry a lot but...I love Henry a lot but...
If it is really like this…This pudding is just...
I stared at the bowl of pudding mix he was holding.
“Uhm…Let’s try to not fail, okay?”
“Hwaiting!”
“Jia you!”
Then he ran back to his dorm and returned with a superbly glossy Elle magazine, and showed me the most colorful collection of ponchos ever created on the face of the universe.
But of course I didn’t really say the word ‘poncho’ - I think that would really kill him.
I just said that the color concept and photography was amazing - mainly because it was really eye-catching with the crazy colors and the bright lighting and because I know nuts about photography.
In any case, at least SHINee sent the right message across - by being shiny!
*Leeteuk laugh*
Then Taemin started asking me questions.
“Hyung,” he went, turning to me with a serious look on his face all of a sudden.
“If I ask you something very, very, very, very, very, very, veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery-“
Seriously now…Whose adorable son is this?!
“- personal, will you get angry with me?”
“No,” I shook my head. How could I be angry at such a kid, really?
Besides, I was already betting that he would be asking me about Sungmin, judging by the occasional funny looks he gave me whenever the slip of my tongue made me say ‘Sungminnie’ instead of ‘Sungmin hyung’.
“Go on. What’s up?”
“Are you single?”
“No.”
“Oh. So you’re attached to a girl.”
“No.”
Taemin’s pretty eyes rounded in sputtering confusion.
“Huh? You’re not single but you don’t have a girlfriend. Hyung…Are you married?”
“No!” I laughed, pushing him playfully. “How can that be? I’m only nineteen! And in SM!”
“But…you’re not single?”
I didn’t think he could understand my current situation without my killing his brains in a bad way.
“Taeminnie ah. What exactly are you asking me? You’re so long-winded!”
And his big, Gundam the koala bear eyes dropped to the cushion his fingers were randomly picking on.
“I uh…” He started, biting on his lips a bit.
“You know I still go to middle school and all right?”
“Yes.”
“Well…There’s this school charity carnival-cum-dance down by the amusement park this Sunday and…I was wondering if…”
I think Hell really did freeze over when he came to a long pause - before he went back to stuttering again.
“I was just wondering if you know, you could…I mean if you can’t or don’t want to then I understand because you might be going back to China and all that-”
Man. I must meet his mother one of these days - just to tell her I’d like to squish her son for being so cute!
“-and if it’s not China then you’re probably going to be busy with rehearsing for the concert in Thailand-“
“Taemin!” I had to stop him because he was bullet-training and tripping all over the place like a madman.
“Stop, stop! So are you asking me to go to your school carnival with you this Sunday?”
His famous hairstyle bopped to the nervous nodding of his head in the end.
I gave him a funny look.
“Aren’t you popular now? You can ask any girl to go with you!”
“Ew…girls!” He huffed, irritably rolling his eyes and amusing me greatly.
“The girls in my grade are so annoying, hyung! I’d rather go with someone nice and fun like you. We can dance all night! So you’ll go?”
I didn’t ask about the rest of SHINee - I figured that maybe his group members were going to go back to their real homes for the weekend or something to spend quality time with their families.
“Hmmm…” I quickly ran Sunday’s schedule in my head.
“Okay...But I’ll only be free after…seven? Is that okay?”
“Yes, hyung. The dance starts at eight, and it’s okay if we arrive there later, too!”
“Taeminnie ah…Do I have to wear a tux?”
“Do you have a tux?”
“Doesn’t everyone in SM have tux?”
“Okay then you can wear your tux!”
Dear Taemin ommoni - I’m sorry but I just had to do it to your son.
I reached over, and freakin’ pinched him.
“Ow!” He yelped when I pulled at it again, finally understanding the attraction and satisfaction of the people who enjoys poking and pinching at my face.
“Taemin ah,” I laughed when his face scrunched as he rubbed his cheek.
“Do you realize something?”
“No. Realize what, hyung?”
“I think you just asked me out on your first date!”
Taemin only frowned at my choice of words - but he didn’t really say anything to counter that.
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“So? Is it good?”
I think I needed to change the bulb of the kitchen light hanging above our heads right then, because I couldn’t read Sungmin’s reaction to the pudding at all.
And for the quantumbagajillionth time, my lovely Sungmin gave a very vague reply of, “Uhmmmm…”
Aiya!
“Sungminnie!” I finally yelped, almost jumping over the table in my annoyance to that.
“Do you like it or not?!”
“Henli!” Sungmin blinked at me, before pretending to knock the spoon on my head.
“Don’t mind me asking but what did you put in this pudding?”
My version of ‘Cooking! Cooking!’ streamed into my head again when he asked that.
Can it be this tasteless? What on earth did you put in it?
I could cook better than this with my eyes closed!
How could you ask me about the taste?!
But…we didn’t think it was bad at all when Taemin and I decided to (risk our tummies and) give it a pre-test before serving our success to my pumpkin princess!
So I read out the ingredients to him - and the way we prepared everything, all thanks to his favorite dongsaeng’s kitchen contents!
CANNED PUMPKINS, OKAY!
What am I to say anything but...
I told Henry it's really tasty, he smiles as he gives me another serving...
And yup, you guessed it.
“Oh, really? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…”
…Please save me!!
AIYA!
I sat back down in my seat across him, deadpanning at him. “Sungminnie!”
“Alright, alright,” he finally said, giggling a little as he placed the spoon down.
“It tastes…okay.”
“Just okay?”
I wasn’t happy at his answer despite thinking that I actually expected that kind of reply from him since Taemin and I went all out like goddamn commandos for it.
“Yes. It’s your and Taemin’s first time doing something like this right?”
I nodded angrily. “Yes!”
“So for amateurs, you guys faired well - which means good. There’s still room for progress!”
I was seriously turning into an emoriffic basket case again, Christ.
“Just so you know,” I huffed, going around the table to stand in front of him in my unhappiness.
“Your favorite dongsaeng and your boyfriend made that for you…with love!”
Sungmin burst laughing, before placing his hands on my hips and pulling me into him.
“Love?” He smirked, dropping his eyes to my mouth, seemingly ridiculed.
I slipped my arms around his neck, looking down at him with my lips failing to keep the scowl on his my face when the rounded, dreamy beauty of his eyes took my breath away in an instant.
And he giggled, “Well I think your love needs skimmed milk, Henli ah.”
Then I started feeling...funny.
Something too warm and exceptionally bubbly erupted within the chasms of my soul when he tilted his head up to meet my kiss - and I sure as Hell wasn’t imagining things when I say that crazy fireworks must have exploded somewhere above our heads.
Then I suddenly went, “I am your skimmed milk!”
I know, I know.
WTFH was that, dork!?
Hopeless, corny romantic, me - but what the Hell anyway!
But damn, I didn't the Hell know just what it was exactly, but the funny feeling, it was freakin' contagious.
“Sungminnie?”
His bright, bright, beatiful eyes fueled the crazy galloping of my heart beat, almost killing me when they bore deeper into my own.
Searching...Searching...
“Yes?”
...FOUND.
Oh, Jesus.
Henry Lau?
I think...this is just it.
“Saranghaeyo.”
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fyi : Shi yuan = ten dollars. Just in case you don't know. XD
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Seunghwan + Han XD
6 guys, 5 and a half boxes and photographer Mimi.
Figured there's no place for him anyway.
Sleeveless Kyu is (curse word here) hot.
And of course, Shiwon's facial expression will continue to pwn all.
Ryeowook : You look like a Donghae!
Kyu : I think they're staring at us.
Zhou Mi : And that's why you need to keep your hands off my pants, Kyu.
I WANT TO BE MIMI'S HAND AND STARE AT SHIWON'S ASS AT THE SAME TIME. O.O
Video pimpin'
OO1 : The SJM playfight
Shiwon picks on Henry.
Donghae feels Henry up.
Henry goes all air violence on Ryeowook.
Mimi hits Shiwon for scaring Kyu...he hits like a freakin' girl.
OO2 : Henry stuffing his face with tomatoes...
...While Zhou Mi chokes halfway LOL!
OO2 : Where Shiwon almost broke Henry's arm
...though Henry deserves it for trying to cheat. Then he gets up and says 'IT'S NOT FAIR!' in English XD
I kinda lol-ed when the fans go HUH? when he said that.
Click to viewI know this is random but RUN IT + REPLAY + TAEMIN IN LEATHER AND PINK UNDEE IS JUST PLAIN, JANE SHINEE!!!!
And is it just me or is this the first boy band ever that ALL of the members can dance so very well???????????????????
Credits to :
Han geng cyworld
SJM thread @ Soompi
sassydork for the video feeds and the spazz LOL and for tolerating my wanting to make Taemin cry in a very...unspeakable manner.
Don't mind the TITLE of this fic - i ran out of ideas and May can't help me as well ahahaha...
Hope I didn't disappoint! Till next time, enjoy!
And I will post this on miracle later, coz I don't want to ge banned for posting almost everyday heh.