no way.
drabble.
pairing: kyuhyun/sooyoung.
rating: pg
“sooyoung-ah…please. don’t do this. i-i’m begging you.” kyuhyun’s eyes are wide and imploring, and his voice shakes slightly as though it might rip at the seams.
sooyoung stares down at him, cold and impassive, gripping the bag in her hands so tightly that her knuckles are white. “i’m just treating you the same way you treated me. when you were in this position, you shunned me. and now that the tables are turned, you think you can just come crawling back? don’t insult me.”
kyuhyun swallows, speechless for once. the tension hangs heavy between them, and the tick-tock of the clock on the wall is painfully loud.
and then he sighs, deadpans, and straightens to his full height. “i just want one potato chip, sooyoung-ah. just one.”
sooyoung grins at him, reaching into the bag for a chip and popping it into her mouth. “no way, oppa. you never share your food with me, so i’m not going to share mine with you.”
kyuhyun looks at her and then clasps his hands under his chin in the least-effective attempt at aegyo sooyoung has ever seen. when he sees that she is unfazed, kyuhyun sighs and crosses his arms. “why are you doing this, sooyoung-ah? is it because you like me?”
her smile slips for a moment before she recovers and scoffs. “please. you wish.”
kyuhyun is about to retort, but then from across the room, donghae calls, “he DOES wish!”
pause.
“HYUNG, WHAT THE F-”
there is the scuffling of shoes as donghae and the other members sprint, cackling hysterically, out of the room, and jessica chokes on her soda, and sooyoung can only laugh because she had no idea that kyuhyun could go quite that shade of red.
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This is pretty short because it's part of a longer piece I have, which is here if you are interested ^^;;
pairing: kyuhyun/sooyoung.
rating: pg
“sooyoung-ah…please. don’t do this. i-i’m begging you.” kyuhyun’s eyes are wide and imploring, and his voice shakes slightly as though it might rip at the seams.
sooyoung stares down at him, cold and impassive, gripping the bag in her hands so tightly that her knuckles are white. “i’m just treating you the same way you treated me. when you were in this position, you shunned me. and now that the tables are turned, you think you can just come crawling back? don’t insult me.”
kyuhyun swallows, speechless for once. the tension hangs heavy between them, and the tick-tock of the clock on the wall is painfully loud.
and then he sighs, deadpans, and straightens to his full height. “i just want one potato chip, sooyoung-ah. just one.”
sooyoung grins at him, reaching into the bag for a chip and popping it into her mouth. “no way, oppa. you never share your food with me, so i’m not going to share mine with you.”
kyuhyun looks at her and then clasps his hands under his chin in the least-effective attempt at aegyo sooyoung has ever seen. when he sees that she is unfazed, kyuhyun sighs and crosses his arms. “why are you doing this, sooyoung-ah? is it because you like me?”
her smile slips for a moment before she recovers and scoffs. “please. you wish.”
kyuhyun is about to retort, but then from across the room, donghae calls, “he DOES wish!”
pause.
“HYUNG, WHAT THE F-”
there is the scuffling of shoes as donghae and the other members sprint, cackling hysterically, out of the room, and jessica chokes on her soda, and sooyoung can only laugh because she had no idea that kyuhyun could go quite that shade of red.
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This is pretty short because it's part of a longer piece I have, which is here if you are interested ^^;;