at least they aren't playing dress up
Title: at least they aren't playing dress up
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook
Prompt
Somehow in between the after party of the concert and their flight back to Korea, Sungmin manages to lock Ryeowook in the bathroom so he could attempt to shred the remaining pieces of Ryeowook's dignity with the pink hair ribbons he ties into Ryeowook's bangs, tiny tufts of dyed brown hair laced with the softest kind of cloth Ryeowook's ever had attached to his body.
Not that he's enjoying it. When Sungmin passes a hand over Ryeowook's hair, Ryeowook flinches, in spite of himself, and sinks lower into the bathtub.
"You're so pretty," Sungmin says, in that voice that has Yesung blanching and Kyuhyun looking for the nearest hiding place he could find, but Sungmin takes the slumping of Ryeowook's shoulders as permission enough to press a kiss along Ryeowook's jaw, and Ryeowook shifts, just a little, just enough for Sungmin's lips to slide across his cheek, close to the edge of Ryeowook's mouth.
"Thank you?" Ryeowook says, in a tiny voice that makes Sungmin's stomach flutter with invisible butterflies (Ryeowook would kick him, if he'd said it aloud) and Sungmin catches his wrist with his hand, laughing and mouthing I love yous into his skin.
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook
Prompt
Somehow in between the after party of the concert and their flight back to Korea, Sungmin manages to lock Ryeowook in the bathroom so he could attempt to shred the remaining pieces of Ryeowook's dignity with the pink hair ribbons he ties into Ryeowook's bangs, tiny tufts of dyed brown hair laced with the softest kind of cloth Ryeowook's ever had attached to his body.
Not that he's enjoying it. When Sungmin passes a hand over Ryeowook's hair, Ryeowook flinches, in spite of himself, and sinks lower into the bathtub.
"You're so pretty," Sungmin says, in that voice that has Yesung blanching and Kyuhyun looking for the nearest hiding place he could find, but Sungmin takes the slumping of Ryeowook's shoulders as permission enough to press a kiss along Ryeowook's jaw, and Ryeowook shifts, just a little, just enough for Sungmin's lips to slide across his cheek, close to the edge of Ryeowook's mouth.
"Thank you?" Ryeowook says, in a tiny voice that makes Sungmin's stomach flutter with invisible butterflies (Ryeowook would kick him, if he'd said it aloud) and Sungmin catches his wrist with his hand, laughing and mouthing I love yous into his skin.