Title: M-Series…sorta 2
Rating: R
Pairing: Heechul/Sungmin/Kyuhyun/HanGeng.
Who’s best friends with Sungmin? Ha! Not me. Actually that would make everything we’ve done up to this point a little awkward. But what about our counterparts? Yes, I admit that HanGeng hasn’t been my counterpart in … a … little while. So what? We still fuck when we get the chance. I don’t find it a problem in the least.
So here’s the issue with Sungmin. Not that he’s a whiny bitch or enjoys the drama ~ but who doesn’t like a little drama? ~ though it seems to me that he’s just trying to find an outlet for his … frustration. I told him after that time with HanGeng and Kyuhyun when they let me watch, since it seemed like Kyu had no intention of saying a word. He shrugged and said that Kyu was a grown-up like all of us and couldn’t do anything to stop it. Though I could tell he was hurt. They were an actual couple no matter how loosely the term could be used in our community.
He’d actually gotten angry when I kissed him for real at the concert. The first time was a joke, but the second time, I’d just went for it. But despite the fact that he’d closed his eyes he’d been really pissed at me for days afterward. Weeks actually. And brought it up at ‘Intimate Note’ for fuck sakes!
Sometimes the way he acts can be so cute. Even when he’s trying not to be. He brags that he’s been with women ~ trying to show off his masculinity ~ as if he’s the only one who’s fucked a girl ever. But he makes such a cute sub that his ‘cool’ act doesn’t fool anyone.
But I’m getting off track. He’s incredibly loyal to Kyu since he’s the first guy he’d ever fallen in love with. Or so he said. But when I told him about Kyuhyun and HanGeng … and about me and Kyuhyun, he got a stormy look in his eyes then shrugged. Then sighed. And I shook my head at his cute disappointment. I told him that since they were doing it, well of course we could and he sneered and walked away. More like skulked away. Yep.
It wasn’t even two days later when he hopped into my bed. He was mad and it didn’t matter to me. At least I was getting some. But I told Kyu and Geng afterward. Jeez, I didn’t know Sungmin would get so pissed! I had to deal with his unreasonable anger by myself until they came home.
……
“You could have just fucking told me!” Sungmin yelled at Kyuhyun while the maknae was putting away his clothes. “It’s not like I’m unreasonable. I would have let you be with HanGeng without any argument. But what the fuck? Heechul has to tell me?”
“… Speaking of Heechul.” Kyuhyun mumbled.
“Oh, no. Don’t you even speak of Heechul me! You know I only fucked him once and that’s cause I was mad. And at least I had the decency of telling you afterward…”
“Or…bragging to me? Trying to make me feel bad? Are we actually going there?” Kyu flashed a pointed look. “’Cause how about the fact that you kissed him. Did you need my permission for that? Did you even run it by me?”
“It was supposed to be a joke! Like the first time.” *Facepalm*
“Doesn’t make it any better.”
“How did this become about you? At least I’m the honest one in this relationship. You’ve been fucking HanGeng in China for how long…? You’re like his pet already.”
Kyuhyun furrowed his eyebrows. He brushed past Sungmin and down the hall.
“Where are you going? You think this is over?” Sungmin followed.
“You’re just yelling at me ~ blaming me ~ for all our problems.” Kyu turned around. “Why is this such a big deal for you? You’re acting like a girl in a drama for fuck sakes!”
“Sure … whatever.” Sungmin sighed, exasperated.
“Whatever? That’s it? You bitch at me all the way out here and now ‘whatever’ is all you have, huh?”
Sungmin shoved his chin out toward the door where Jungsu had poked his head. They both looked over and Jungsu glared before vacating the crack and closed it with a slam.
“Have fun sleeping on the couch tonight.” Sungmin said in an icy voice and started back toward the bedroom. Kyu followed him immediately.
“Who says I have to sleep on the couch? Why don’t you go find some other bed you like sleeping in more?”
Sungmin slammed the door in his face. His muffled yell came through the wood though. “Why don’t you? You’re one who started this!” The sound of something moving across the floor made Kyuhyun frown. He tried to shove the door open but it didn’t open much. The dresser was in the way.
“Oh, c’mon. Sungmin. All my stuff is in there.” You’re in there. He tried pushing again but this time it seemed heavier. “You can’t sit there all night!”
“Watch me!”
Kyuhyun let out an angry growl. “Fine. Fuck you!”
“Not gonna happen.” Sungmin quipped from behind the door. Not anymore. He heard Kyuhyun’s feet stomping away from the bedroom they shared and his heart sank. It’s too much. I can’t trust him, and he can’t trust me.
……
They’re like that all the time now. Take it from me. Well I guess it keeps their relationship fresh so…whatever works. Shit, if I wasn’t fighting with Geng constantly, I’d get sick of him pretty fast too! But that was the week from hell. I swear. Somehow everyone blamed me for starting world war thousand ~ everything in our house turns into a war ~ and I wasn’t getting any action.
Then BAM out of nowhere, Sungmin and Kyuhyun blind-side me in the shower one day and practically rape me ~ if you can rape the willing. Then everything is all sunshine and roses. Except for my very sore ass then next couple days. And now they think it’s fine to just include me in their sex-life whenever they feel like it. Don’t even ask me.
Meh. It’s okay. I’m still best-friends with Kyuhyun. And I’m still not with Sungmin.