Away (1/?)
i am spamming again! this time i'm spamming Away because like i said before, i just wanted to get all my chaptered fics on my newer fic journal.
and i'm sorry for the slowness of getting the next request fic out in comparison to the little amount of time there was with the first two, but my week got a tad rough in the past 2-3 days. my weekend and next week look much clearer and easier!
Title: Away ; chapter 1
Fandom/Pairing: Super Junior, f(x) ; Heechul/Hankyung
Rating: pg-13
Summary: Heechul's gotten himself into something tangled, he just knows it.
Note: i remember being very freaked out and nervous about posting this, so i made unactivist read it over for me after i edited XD and then i posted…
Word count: 2267
Chapter 1;
Oak
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The most interesting thing that ever happened in his life, Hankyung has to admit, was picking up an androgynous man off the side of the road. An androgynous man named Heechul. Hankyung still could never be sure of what'd made him pull over and roll down the window-what'd made him let Heechul lean through said rolled down window and start speaking. That tone was so convincing that even if Hankyung had decided to shut his eyes to the rest of the world and their ideas (slightly ridiculous in theory), Heechul would've coaxed him into seeing again.
It took a few minutes though, probably three or four. And Heechul seemed to be smirking the entire time. "I need a place to stay for a while. I'll pay rent once I get a job," the words flowing from that mouth were utterly ridiculous to Hankyung. This wasn't normal.
Not normal at all. Who asks for a place to stay-even if they'll pay rent-when they're a pure stranger out of the blue. Hankyung peeks into the rearview mirror and assesses that Henry and Sulli are still asleep. Heechul pokes a glance at them as well, sneaky eyes and all, and Hankyung doesn't notice until Heechul speaks again.
"They your kids or something?"
"Do I look that old?" Hankyung raised his eyebrow, honestly laughing a little. He could understand that someone, if they were really creative, could see how he treated Sulli like a father with his little girl. But that was only after spending a good five to ten minutes around them. Heechul had only spent two so far. Maybe he was the kind that caught on really fast.
Heechul grinned again. "Can I get a ride?"
"Only if I don't look that old."
"I was kidding."
"Get in the car," Hankyung rolled his eyes, not giving it much thought. Impulse seemed to be the best option. Even if it meant Sulli screaming when she woke up again-strangers irked her.
Heechul didn't buckle his seat belt until they were well onto the road again, and Hankyung didn't even seem to notice. The only giveaway was the click of the buckle. "So where are you guys headed?"
"Home."
"Sounds nice."
"It's a nice place," Hankyung didn't take a moment to note that he was lying. They weren't staying for long. The less time, the better.
But how would Heechul know? "I'll bet it is. You seem like a nice family. Too bad I'll have to kill you off in your sleep," Heechul sighs, combing a lock of long hair from his face. The breeze from the open window kept it from coming back.
"I will kick you out of his car."
"Only kidding," Heechul burst out laughing; Henry stirred, grunting a bit and pulling his hood further over his head. Sulli snuggled closer. "So what are their names? Tell me, Chinaboy."
"Henry and Sulli."
"Henry and Sulli who aren't your kids."
"I'm only nineteen, Heechul."
"So informal! I'm twenty," the elder of the two scoffed slightly and glanced into the mirror, adjusting his hair again. Primping, preening-Hankyung almost laughed. It was weird to him. There was something about Heechul that made it impossible to dislike him completely. At least, for now.
"I'm not calling you hyung, if that's what you'd be expecting."
Heechul just shrugged. "Like I care anyway. Who's kids are they anyway?"
"Henry and Sulli?"
"No, the other two kids in your car. The ones in the trunk," Heechul deadpans. "Don't think I didn't hear them screaming, you sick freak."
Hankyung isn't offended enough to give him a glare or kick him out, he's barely offended at all. There's just something in Heechul that tells Hankyung that he would never be serious about such things, just something that means he's trying to get a smile, at least. Oh what the heck, Hankyung hates being this stoic anyway. He lets out a laugh.
"You're really something, Heechul."
"I'm glad you think so, Hankyung," said the elder, copying Hankyung's grin. And he doesn't speak again until the chuckles between them, soft as it may be, die down to the murmur of car tires against the road at sixty miles per hour. "If you hadn't picked me up, I would've been going straight to hell. Practically my savior, and I would never call anyone that otherwise."
Hankyung twisted his mouth, kept staring out at the road. He thought about it long and hard, because what was rolling around in his head wasn't the kind of thing you'd say to someone you'd only met less than an hour ago. Something, not sure what, made him say it despite the contradictions in his head. "We're going to hell anyway."
"That was my way of saying thank you," Heechul gawked. "Couldn't you have taken it?"
He shrugged. "You're welcome."
Heechul opened his mouth, but it wasn't long before he shut it again and sat back in the passenger seat, putting his feet upon the dashboard. The subject was dropped, even when he wanted to smack his self-proclaimed savior over the head, or maybe knock him out and take over the wheel. But he chose not to, he let Hankyung keep on forward, driving.
Henry stirred again, and Sulli's grip on him got that much stronger. It was then that Heechul began to wonder if this was a bad sign, bad idea.
-
Heechul hadn't noticed he'd fallen asleep to the engine rumbling and the low radio noises (Hankyung had switched it on at some point, probably to fill the silence they'd left behind) until his eyes fluttered open. Green was in his vision; green leaves and a neighborhood outside the windshield. And tiny specks of rain, mixing with the thinnest sheet of dust that the country road had put there.
By the time he sat up again, Hankyung was looking out his window, eyes no longer soft and welcoming despite the earlier awkwardness. Not to mention, Henry and Sulli seemed to be awake, from the way Heechul felt two sets of gazes hitting the back of his head.
"Oppa," the girl spoke, "can I go outside?"
Hankyung's gaze never falters, but a new remorse seems to set into his irises. "Not yet. It's not a good idea. Just…just wait."
Heechul began to really wonder if this was the right choice, coming with them. At the moment, the answer seemed more like a no. He realized that only one of his feet was still up on the dashboard. The other was squishing his only travel bag.
"Wait in here, I'll be back," Hankyung said quickly, almost too quietly to hear. But Sulli gave an 'okay' and Henry didn't say much. Heechul heard the boy move, though, and Sulli murmured something to him, to which he responded with a soft grunt.
"So does Hankyung always order you two around?"
"He doesn't order us around," Henry shot back. Typical teen attitude, Heechul thought.
Sulli leans forward and intrudes a little bit into the front of the car. "Oppa's protecting us."
"From what?" Heechul chuckles, turning to face both kids. Both cute kids-well, a child and a teenager with his arms crossed. "A monster?"
"Yeah," Sulli sat back, and Henry patted her on the head before tugging a little on her ponytail. She smiled at him for a second.
"Not a monster particularly, but it's pretty close," Henry corrected the girl.
"Living in there?" Heechul pointed with his thumb, at the house Hankyung was slowly approaching, going up the lawn like any step could set of a mine and all of them would be dead. Part of Heechul almost barely wondered if that was the case, especially if a monster was involved. Then again, there were many types of monsters, and the bomb-wielding didn't exist that often in South Korea. Most bomb-wielding monsters don't live in nice houses with a stone path, a big yard, flowers aligning the sides and second floor window boxes, and pretty, pale blue curtains.
"Yeah," said Sulli again. "The monster isn't nice to anyone, except Donghae-oppa."
Heechul twisted a couple strands of his hair around his pinky finger. "Who's Donghae?"
"My second-oldest oppa," she answered, suddenly grabbing Henry's arm. "Oppa, look at what the monster did to Henry," she pushed up the boy's sleeve, despite his minor protests. Violet blotches, seeming as if they'll fade in a few day's time, but the impact was still bold enough to turn the light violet dark purple. And bold enough to knock any possible words right out of Heechul.
Henry kept his eyes from the older man and gently detached Sulli's hands from his forearm, rolling his sleeves back up. He turned towards his window. The want to ask Sulli if her skin has been battered the same way bubbled up in Heechul's throat, but he shoved it back down. And when she gave him her cute little grin, he smiled back, feeling his stomach churn.
-
Donghae answered the door, as Hankyung had hoped and planned. Everything looked good so far, minus the extra person he'd picked up. But Heechul wasn't an issue. In fact, his presence was almost comforting to Hankyung-soothed his nerves.
"Hyung," Donghae sighed, relief washing over both of them. "Let me go wake him up."
Hankyung placed his hand to the younger boy's shoulder. "No, no. You grab your stuff and I'll get him. Oh, and don't mind the guy in the car with Henry and Sulli-he's fine." He walked right past without getting an answer, wiping his feet on the mat before jogging up the stairs to the right.
When he got to the right room, he twisted the doorknob slowly even though his normal reason for being quiet was out of the house. Perhaps he was just used to it by now, it became his second nature after all this time was spent here.
The hall still felt the same, warm but frightening, and the carpet was still off-white from too many times Donghae came running home from soccer with his best friends at his heels and Henry bopping after them even though he needed to practice his violin before six o'clock and at that time it was probably 5:15.
Hankyung shook his head to put those memories aside and slipped into Kyuhyun's room, the darkness flooding his eyes until he switched the lights on. The lump under the blankets moved around, and curled up. Afraid.
"Kyuhyun-ah."
Complete silence, until the boy pulled the covers off his face. "Hyung!" and he immediately bounded over to him, despite his disheveled hair and wrinkled pajamas.
"Hey," Hankyung sighed heavily, pulling the boy into a tight hug. "You ready to go?"
Kyuhyun nodded into his hyung's chest.
"Come on."
-
Sulli climbed over Donghae's lap and pushed the door open before anyone could stop her. But she didn't go very far anyway, just to the first tree in the yard, a large oak with a multitude of branches Heechul figured that the kids who lived here would climb like monkeys.
"Yah!" Heechul chased after her, almost tripping over the girl when she suddenly stopped in his path and looked up at the tree, through the branches and into the clouds. "You need to wait in the car, kid."
She didn't answer, and Heechul heard Donghae's sneakers rubbing against the damp grass.
"Sulli, come back in the car," the boy uttered.
"But, oppa…" she whined, stepping closer to the tree.
"Sulli," Donghae maneuvered around Heechul and took her small hand. He saw her flinch a little, but she relaxed into his hold soon after. "It's time for us to go."
"Oppa, you don't understand," she tugged against him when he tried to pull her away. "You don't."
Exasperated, Donghae sighed and Heechul suddenly felt like he was intruding on private family matters. Which he probably was. Then again, it was too late now. "Don't understand what?"
Sulli whimpered, and her bottom lip started to shake regardless of the fact that she bit down on it slightly. There seemed to be something she just couldn't get out, even to her oppa. And it was then, when Heechul's eyes flickered back and forth between them, that Heechul wondered if the two were truly related.
"Why are you so eager to leave anyway, Oppa?" Sulli whimpered once more, wiping at her soon-to-be wet eyes. "Umma never did anything to hurt you-she wasn't mean to you-"
"Sulli, stop it!"
"You stop it!"
"Both of you, be quiet!" Heechul cut in. Both of their gazes landed on him, in confusion and silence, and he bent down to the ground. Picking up an acorn, Heechul held the oak's small fruit in his palm, and even though he felt like a complete sap, he slipped it into Sulli's other hand. "Here. Now, let's go back to the car before Hankyung thinks I let you out."
The little girl's eyes were big as she obeyed, her hand still within Donghae's as they trudged the few feet back to the vehicle. She tucked the acorn into her jacket pocket for safekeeping, and then touched Heechul's hand when he least expected it.
Heechul looked over his shoulder, right into her dark eyes. Sulli's eyes seemed to have a permanent smile, whether sad or happy, or perhaps angry, those eyes were practically beaming at him.
And so he wondered what exactly he was getting himself into as he sat back in the passenger's seat. Coming down the stone path was how Heechul saw Hankyung again, with his arm around the shoulders of a younger boy. More kids.
He glanced at the kids in the backseat. "Your family just keeps getting bigger, huh?"
--
so basically it came to my attention one day that HanChul owns my mind, otp-wise. i still like tons of other pairings, of course (this is me we're talking lol), but, well, it's HanChul…
and i'm sorry for the slowness of getting the next request fic out in comparison to the little amount of time there was with the first two, but my week got a tad rough in the past 2-3 days. my weekend and next week look much clearer and easier!
Title: Away ; chapter 1
Fandom/Pairing: Super Junior, f(x) ; Heechul/Hankyung
Rating: pg-13
Summary: Heechul's gotten himself into something tangled, he just knows it.
Note: i remember being very freaked out and nervous about posting this, so i made unactivist read it over for me after i edited XD and then i posted…
Word count: 2267
Chapter 1;
Oak
-
The most interesting thing that ever happened in his life, Hankyung has to admit, was picking up an androgynous man off the side of the road. An androgynous man named Heechul. Hankyung still could never be sure of what'd made him pull over and roll down the window-what'd made him let Heechul lean through said rolled down window and start speaking. That tone was so convincing that even if Hankyung had decided to shut his eyes to the rest of the world and their ideas (slightly ridiculous in theory), Heechul would've coaxed him into seeing again.
It took a few minutes though, probably three or four. And Heechul seemed to be smirking the entire time. "I need a place to stay for a while. I'll pay rent once I get a job," the words flowing from that mouth were utterly ridiculous to Hankyung. This wasn't normal.
Not normal at all. Who asks for a place to stay-even if they'll pay rent-when they're a pure stranger out of the blue. Hankyung peeks into the rearview mirror and assesses that Henry and Sulli are still asleep. Heechul pokes a glance at them as well, sneaky eyes and all, and Hankyung doesn't notice until Heechul speaks again.
"They your kids or something?"
"Do I look that old?" Hankyung raised his eyebrow, honestly laughing a little. He could understand that someone, if they were really creative, could see how he treated Sulli like a father with his little girl. But that was only after spending a good five to ten minutes around them. Heechul had only spent two so far. Maybe he was the kind that caught on really fast.
Heechul grinned again. "Can I get a ride?"
"Only if I don't look that old."
"I was kidding."
"Get in the car," Hankyung rolled his eyes, not giving it much thought. Impulse seemed to be the best option. Even if it meant Sulli screaming when she woke up again-strangers irked her.
Heechul didn't buckle his seat belt until they were well onto the road again, and Hankyung didn't even seem to notice. The only giveaway was the click of the buckle. "So where are you guys headed?"
"Home."
"Sounds nice."
"It's a nice place," Hankyung didn't take a moment to note that he was lying. They weren't staying for long. The less time, the better.
But how would Heechul know? "I'll bet it is. You seem like a nice family. Too bad I'll have to kill you off in your sleep," Heechul sighs, combing a lock of long hair from his face. The breeze from the open window kept it from coming back.
"I will kick you out of his car."
"Only kidding," Heechul burst out laughing; Henry stirred, grunting a bit and pulling his hood further over his head. Sulli snuggled closer. "So what are their names? Tell me, Chinaboy."
"Henry and Sulli."
"Henry and Sulli who aren't your kids."
"I'm only nineteen, Heechul."
"So informal! I'm twenty," the elder of the two scoffed slightly and glanced into the mirror, adjusting his hair again. Primping, preening-Hankyung almost laughed. It was weird to him. There was something about Heechul that made it impossible to dislike him completely. At least, for now.
"I'm not calling you hyung, if that's what you'd be expecting."
Heechul just shrugged. "Like I care anyway. Who's kids are they anyway?"
"Henry and Sulli?"
"No, the other two kids in your car. The ones in the trunk," Heechul deadpans. "Don't think I didn't hear them screaming, you sick freak."
Hankyung isn't offended enough to give him a glare or kick him out, he's barely offended at all. There's just something in Heechul that tells Hankyung that he would never be serious about such things, just something that means he's trying to get a smile, at least. Oh what the heck, Hankyung hates being this stoic anyway. He lets out a laugh.
"You're really something, Heechul."
"I'm glad you think so, Hankyung," said the elder, copying Hankyung's grin. And he doesn't speak again until the chuckles between them, soft as it may be, die down to the murmur of car tires against the road at sixty miles per hour. "If you hadn't picked me up, I would've been going straight to hell. Practically my savior, and I would never call anyone that otherwise."
Hankyung twisted his mouth, kept staring out at the road. He thought about it long and hard, because what was rolling around in his head wasn't the kind of thing you'd say to someone you'd only met less than an hour ago. Something, not sure what, made him say it despite the contradictions in his head. "We're going to hell anyway."
"That was my way of saying thank you," Heechul gawked. "Couldn't you have taken it?"
He shrugged. "You're welcome."
Heechul opened his mouth, but it wasn't long before he shut it again and sat back in the passenger seat, putting his feet upon the dashboard. The subject was dropped, even when he wanted to smack his self-proclaimed savior over the head, or maybe knock him out and take over the wheel. But he chose not to, he let Hankyung keep on forward, driving.
Henry stirred again, and Sulli's grip on him got that much stronger. It was then that Heechul began to wonder if this was a bad sign, bad idea.
-
Heechul hadn't noticed he'd fallen asleep to the engine rumbling and the low radio noises (Hankyung had switched it on at some point, probably to fill the silence they'd left behind) until his eyes fluttered open. Green was in his vision; green leaves and a neighborhood outside the windshield. And tiny specks of rain, mixing with the thinnest sheet of dust that the country road had put there.
By the time he sat up again, Hankyung was looking out his window, eyes no longer soft and welcoming despite the earlier awkwardness. Not to mention, Henry and Sulli seemed to be awake, from the way Heechul felt two sets of gazes hitting the back of his head.
"Oppa," the girl spoke, "can I go outside?"
Hankyung's gaze never falters, but a new remorse seems to set into his irises. "Not yet. It's not a good idea. Just…just wait."
Heechul began to really wonder if this was the right choice, coming with them. At the moment, the answer seemed more like a no. He realized that only one of his feet was still up on the dashboard. The other was squishing his only travel bag.
"Wait in here, I'll be back," Hankyung said quickly, almost too quietly to hear. But Sulli gave an 'okay' and Henry didn't say much. Heechul heard the boy move, though, and Sulli murmured something to him, to which he responded with a soft grunt.
"So does Hankyung always order you two around?"
"He doesn't order us around," Henry shot back. Typical teen attitude, Heechul thought.
Sulli leans forward and intrudes a little bit into the front of the car. "Oppa's protecting us."
"From what?" Heechul chuckles, turning to face both kids. Both cute kids-well, a child and a teenager with his arms crossed. "A monster?"
"Yeah," Sulli sat back, and Henry patted her on the head before tugging a little on her ponytail. She smiled at him for a second.
"Not a monster particularly, but it's pretty close," Henry corrected the girl.
"Living in there?" Heechul pointed with his thumb, at the house Hankyung was slowly approaching, going up the lawn like any step could set of a mine and all of them would be dead. Part of Heechul almost barely wondered if that was the case, especially if a monster was involved. Then again, there were many types of monsters, and the bomb-wielding didn't exist that often in South Korea. Most bomb-wielding monsters don't live in nice houses with a stone path, a big yard, flowers aligning the sides and second floor window boxes, and pretty, pale blue curtains.
"Yeah," said Sulli again. "The monster isn't nice to anyone, except Donghae-oppa."
Heechul twisted a couple strands of his hair around his pinky finger. "Who's Donghae?"
"My second-oldest oppa," she answered, suddenly grabbing Henry's arm. "Oppa, look at what the monster did to Henry," she pushed up the boy's sleeve, despite his minor protests. Violet blotches, seeming as if they'll fade in a few day's time, but the impact was still bold enough to turn the light violet dark purple. And bold enough to knock any possible words right out of Heechul.
Henry kept his eyes from the older man and gently detached Sulli's hands from his forearm, rolling his sleeves back up. He turned towards his window. The want to ask Sulli if her skin has been battered the same way bubbled up in Heechul's throat, but he shoved it back down. And when she gave him her cute little grin, he smiled back, feeling his stomach churn.
-
Donghae answered the door, as Hankyung had hoped and planned. Everything looked good so far, minus the extra person he'd picked up. But Heechul wasn't an issue. In fact, his presence was almost comforting to Hankyung-soothed his nerves.
"Hyung," Donghae sighed, relief washing over both of them. "Let me go wake him up."
Hankyung placed his hand to the younger boy's shoulder. "No, no. You grab your stuff and I'll get him. Oh, and don't mind the guy in the car with Henry and Sulli-he's fine." He walked right past without getting an answer, wiping his feet on the mat before jogging up the stairs to the right.
When he got to the right room, he twisted the doorknob slowly even though his normal reason for being quiet was out of the house. Perhaps he was just used to it by now, it became his second nature after all this time was spent here.
The hall still felt the same, warm but frightening, and the carpet was still off-white from too many times Donghae came running home from soccer with his best friends at his heels and Henry bopping after them even though he needed to practice his violin before six o'clock and at that time it was probably 5:15.
Hankyung shook his head to put those memories aside and slipped into Kyuhyun's room, the darkness flooding his eyes until he switched the lights on. The lump under the blankets moved around, and curled up. Afraid.
"Kyuhyun-ah."
Complete silence, until the boy pulled the covers off his face. "Hyung!" and he immediately bounded over to him, despite his disheveled hair and wrinkled pajamas.
"Hey," Hankyung sighed heavily, pulling the boy into a tight hug. "You ready to go?"
Kyuhyun nodded into his hyung's chest.
"Come on."
-
Sulli climbed over Donghae's lap and pushed the door open before anyone could stop her. But she didn't go very far anyway, just to the first tree in the yard, a large oak with a multitude of branches Heechul figured that the kids who lived here would climb like monkeys.
"Yah!" Heechul chased after her, almost tripping over the girl when she suddenly stopped in his path and looked up at the tree, through the branches and into the clouds. "You need to wait in the car, kid."
She didn't answer, and Heechul heard Donghae's sneakers rubbing against the damp grass.
"Sulli, come back in the car," the boy uttered.
"But, oppa…" she whined, stepping closer to the tree.
"Sulli," Donghae maneuvered around Heechul and took her small hand. He saw her flinch a little, but she relaxed into his hold soon after. "It's time for us to go."
"Oppa, you don't understand," she tugged against him when he tried to pull her away. "You don't."
Exasperated, Donghae sighed and Heechul suddenly felt like he was intruding on private family matters. Which he probably was. Then again, it was too late now. "Don't understand what?"
Sulli whimpered, and her bottom lip started to shake regardless of the fact that she bit down on it slightly. There seemed to be something she just couldn't get out, even to her oppa. And it was then, when Heechul's eyes flickered back and forth between them, that Heechul wondered if the two were truly related.
"Why are you so eager to leave anyway, Oppa?" Sulli whimpered once more, wiping at her soon-to-be wet eyes. "Umma never did anything to hurt you-she wasn't mean to you-"
"Sulli, stop it!"
"You stop it!"
"Both of you, be quiet!" Heechul cut in. Both of their gazes landed on him, in confusion and silence, and he bent down to the ground. Picking up an acorn, Heechul held the oak's small fruit in his palm, and even though he felt like a complete sap, he slipped it into Sulli's other hand. "Here. Now, let's go back to the car before Hankyung thinks I let you out."
The little girl's eyes were big as she obeyed, her hand still within Donghae's as they trudged the few feet back to the vehicle. She tucked the acorn into her jacket pocket for safekeeping, and then touched Heechul's hand when he least expected it.
Heechul looked over his shoulder, right into her dark eyes. Sulli's eyes seemed to have a permanent smile, whether sad or happy, or perhaps angry, those eyes were practically beaming at him.
And so he wondered what exactly he was getting himself into as he sat back in the passenger's seat. Coming down the stone path was how Heechul saw Hankyung again, with his arm around the shoulders of a younger boy. More kids.
He glanced at the kids in the backseat. "Your family just keeps getting bigger, huh?"
--
so basically it came to my attention one day that HanChul owns my mind, otp-wise. i still like tons of other pairings, of course (this is me we're talking lol), but, well, it's HanChul…