title: Super Junior { drabbles }
pairing: Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi, Kibum/Donghae, Hankyung/Heechul, Eeteuk/Kangin,
rating: PG-13
i should have stayed in canada/ kyuhyun + zhou mi/145 words
“I am confused.” Henry blinks as Zhou Mi’s walking around the living room in his pajama. He has a bowl of ice cream in his hands and nothing else. He’s also screaming about barbeque nonstop.
“But don’t you get it?!” asks Zhou Mi all too gleefully, settling down cross legged on the couch. “You’re from Hong Kong, you should get it!”
“Get what?” asks Henry, utterly confused.
Zhou Mi sighs in a scornful kind of tone, remarkably to Heechul’s actually.
“In Hong Kong, don’t you say the word as barbeque as ‘bbq’? You know, to shorten it?”
“Yes,” says Henry, slowly. “Your point?”
“BBQ!” says Zhou Mi again happily. “BB = Baby. As you people in Hong Kong would say. Q = Kyu. BBQ! My baby Kyu!”
“Now, why didn’t I figure that out?” mutters Henry sarcastically, facing his ps3 again. “This band really sucks.”
knock on wood / kibum+donghae/112 words
“Ham, ham, ham,” says Donghae happily, piling about 30 packages of ham and garlic and cookies and everything else into the shopping cart. Kibum does not look impressed.
“Look,” says Kibum. “What is up with you’re craving of ham. Is this some sort of pre-pregnancy thing?”
“Bummie," says Donghae. “You silly goose. Men can’t get pregnant.”
“Oh believe me,” says Kibum. “Anything can happen in this band.”
Suddenly a voice comes over the loud speaker - actually Eeteuk’s voice at that. When did Eeteuk come to the grocery store?
“KIM HEECHUL. PLEASE STOP THROWING KNIVES AT THE CUSTOMERS!”
Shindong sprints by with an armload of sausages.
“Strike that,” says Kibum, mouth dropping open.
nameless / hankyung/heechul/ 233 words
Hankyung’s eyebrow twitched as he moved away from Heechul. They were in the middle of a photoshoot and the camera clicked again, a series of 5 shots.
Siwon was watching him out of the corner of his eyes with a weird look. “What are you doing?” he asks, maintaining that perfect smile for the camera as it flashed again.
“He’s wants me,” Heechul says through his smile and he struck another pose on Hankyung’s other side.
“Excuse me?” splutters Hankyung as he rests his arm on Siwon’s shoulder and turns the other way, pretending that have heard that invisible command from the director. “You can’t just grope people in the middle of shooting.”
“Close your mouth,” says Heechul easily. “You’ll catch flies.”
“Well, what do you expect me to do?” says Hankyung. “Take off my shirt and wave it around my head and order you to take me to bed?”
Siwon looks stricken as Heechul licks his lips; “Actually that would be quite preferable. You need to loosen up a little, Han Kyungie.”
Han Kyung just rolls his eyes and then Heechul suddenly appears in front of him with a straight face, placing his finger under Han Kyung’s chin pushing up.
“I don’t really care about privacy but I’d rather take you right here than the bed. It’s too far away.”
“Hyung,” Siwon groans and Han Kyung scowls as the camera clicks again.
tonight / kibum + donghae / 157 words
Donghae wrapped his arms around Kibum’s waist as he snuggled his way into Kibum’s bed. This was actually Ryeowook’s bed but Ryeowook was still out on a schedule and someone threw the entire dorms laundry and other crap into Kibum’s room so Kibum crashed into the nearest room which was Yesung and Ryeowook’s.
“Don’t leave,” Donghae whispers as he buries his head into the back of Kibum’s neck.
“Mmrghf,” says Kibum uncomfortable and realizes that Donghae has literally latches himself on to him and refuses to let go. He can feel Donghae’s breath, hot against his neck. “Stay here. Please.”
Donghae was begging, he realized.
“Okay,” mutters Kibum, throwing a pillow over his head. “Now shut up. I’m sleeping.”
As soon as he said, something in Donghae’s breathing changed. It was less ragged and less hars
Kibum’s back was warm against his chest and Donghae reached forward to touch his cheek.
“Thanks,” he said, slowly falling asleep.
er...what were you saying? / eeteuk+kangin /297 words
“This is just beautiful,” gushes Eeteuk. He’s carrying a man purse and he and Kangin are standing in an art museum for god’s sakes. Eeteuk was looking at this giant mural on the wall, and his eyes were shining as if he saw Christ. Wait no- he see’s Siwon every day.
Kangin just sighs for the 15th time, this second. “Yeah it is.”
“And this is just splendid,” booms Eeteuk and Kangin hides his face as everyone within a 3 feet radius turns and looks at him. They’ve arrived in front of a giant calligraphy scroll, writing in either Chinese or Japanese and Eeteuk is just on a roll today.
He’s gushing like a fanboy and Kangin just wants to cry. And have a beer. He’s zoning out when Eeteuk goes into a rant about the history of calligraphy and its benefits to health.
“…and all these people actually lived to over 100 becauses writing calms your soul,” Eeteuk was saying excitedly.
“Stop, stop, stop,” says Kangin tiredly. “Are you listening to yourself? Writing helps you live longer? Are you living in the middle ages?”
Eeteuk actually glares at him. “Will you be serious about this? This is culture! This is history and then he goes into another rant that makes Kangin’s eyes glaze over and when he finishes and he just goes “Okay. Sure.”
An old lady walking next to Kangin makes him jump and he is even more surprised when she reaches up and pats him on the head, since she is half the height of Ryeowook.
“Oh you are a good boy,” she says approvingly, waving her cane. “What a cute little lovesick puppy.”
Eeteuk bursts out laughing and Kangin is pretending not to hear the old lady ranting about love and what not.
shindong is a bamf / 84 words
“Your point?” says some stick thin girl, folding her arms and glaring at Shindong like he was a piece of shit on the ground. She and her cronies were part of anti fans and that hated Shindong. They accrued in front of the SM Building nearly every morning.
“Well,” says Shindong, putting on his shades. “Take it this way. If I get stabbed, I’m more likely to survive. Fatness does have its benefits you know”
And he walks off as the chick just gapes.