Super Junior - { Hankyung/Heechul - we are family }
title: Super Junior - { Hankyung/Heechul - we are family }
pairing: Hankyung/Heechul
rating: PG-13
words: 1,210
we are family
Hankyung’s just sitting in the living room with Zhou Mi talking in Chinese about upcoming schedules, ignoring Heechul and Donghae shrieking at each other in the bathroom about something. He doesn’t even want to know what it’s about, really. Usually it’s because Donghae’s taken Heechul’s underwear instead of his own from the laundry or something but this time, from what Hankyung can understand at least, Donghae is shrieking at Heechul because he’s left his hair straightener on the floor of the bathroom for the nth time this week.
“Yah, hyung! At least put it away!” says Donghae, folding his arms, looking uncharacteristically serious.
“No,” says Heechul, leaning close to the medicine cabinet above the sink, trying to put in his contacts. He keeps poking his eyes and his tongue sticks out of the corner of his mouth. He hates putting in contacts but Heechul can’t find his favorite red pair of classes. But then again, it kinda of clashed with his red hair so that’s why he’s standing in the bathroom in the first place.
Donghae has a brief stareoff with Heechul’s backside and then he kicks a pack of maxi pads petulantly. And then he realizes what exactly he has just kicked. “What the fuck? Hyung, are those yours too?” he shrieks.
“Uh. Yeah,” says Heechul sarcastically. “My period comes late sometimes you know. No. They’re Yehsung’s. He has cysts on his rear. And they are all pus filled. Unfortunately.”
“HEY,” yells Yehsung’s voice from down the hallway. “I DO NOT HAVE PUS FILLED CYSTS!”
Heechul ignores that in his usual fashion and comes out of the bathroom with Donghae still trailing after him like a dog or gold fish poop or something. “Hyung, I’m tired of stepping on what I think is dirty boxers in the morning but instead I find out its Heebum- are you listening hyung?”
Heechul whirls around glaring full force at Donghae. “Listen you- things are just easier to find if they’re on the ground okay-“ And that is when Donghae actually picks up yet another stray pack of maxi pads and throws them at Heechul’s face. Hankyung and Zhou Mi dodge it as it flies in their direction and hits the lamp.
“Aren’t you going to do something about it?” asks Zhou Mi nervously, grabbing a cushion for cover but Heechul’s thrown a shoe at Donghae and ends up hitting Zhou Mi on the side of the face.
Hankyung nonchalantly picks up a random book- one of Eeteuk’s on floor tiles or roof shingles or something while Donghae’s thrown a colander full of Eunhyuk’s dirty underwear at Heechul who shrieks and retaliates by grabbing Ddangkoma from behind the flower pot and beaning him at Donghae’s head just when Yesung appears in the living room.
“Nope,” says Hankyung. “Ignorance is bliss.”
I still want to live,wheezes Ddangkoma.
“What the hell-WHAT? WHAT? OH MY GOD,” Yehsung yells and dives to catch the thing but as luck as it, the turtle lands in a giant vat of water Sungmin has set out in the living room- he was into Feng Shui lately. Yehsung breathes a sigh of relief but then he gets clouted in the head with that colander filled with dirty underwear.
Kyuhyun sticks his head out of the his room with his headphones still on, planning to tell the living room full of monkeys to go and get laid and then figures, oh what the hey, so he joins in the fun by throwing one of Sungmin’s stuffed pink rabbit’s and hits Heechul right on the face at the same time Donghae decides to catapult someone’s phone at Heechul’s head.
“I think you should do something now,ge.” Says Zhou Mi in a determined voice, nursing his face.
“Ignorance is bliss,” repeats Hankyung, flipping another page and is the only one besides Kyuhyun who is relatively unharmed; Donghae has a bump on his head when Heechul threw a mango at his face and Yesung just faceplanted into the carpet from tripping over a pack of those stupid maxi pads.
Heechul hits the floor with a wail when Donghae cheers for exactly 3 seconds and then runs for Kangin’s room screaming for Eeteuk.
A silent Heechul was a hell of a lot scarier than a screaming, mango beaning Heechul, especially when he comes banging down the door. Kangin is trying to pry Donghae off his shoulders, a bowl of ice cream tipping precariously in his hands.
“No. Just no,” says Eeteuk firmly, pulling off his headphones, clearly a mistake when Heechul starts stamping his feet and shrieking in a language that was neither Korean or any recognizable one. Donghae’s flailing foot catches the bowl in Kangin’s hand and Heechul, standing less than 2 feet away has no luck in avoiding it.
“What about now?” asks Zhou Mi, when Heechul comes running out of the room covered in ice cream covered in ice cream and screaming I hate this dorm and all of the kids that eat ice cream in the world.
Hankyung sighs and is getting up when Heechul charges out of the bathroom, wiping his hair off with a towel but not before swishing Donghae’s tooth brush in the toilet, and comes straight at him in a very determined manner. He is gaping when Heechul wraps his arms around his waist and attempts to throw Hankyung over his shoulder, twice, before just crashing onto the couch.
“What are you doing?” gasps Hankyung; Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun are looking slightly perplexed while Eeteuk and Kangin come out of their room. Donghae is still sitting on Kangin’s shoulders like a starfish. Or a snail.
“Running away,” announces Heechul. “I am running away from this zoo.”
“There’s a reason why it looks like a zoo!” Donghae quips but Kangin pinches his calf and hisses, “Shut up, kid.”
“And is there a reason why you were trying to pick me up?” sighs Hankyung, running a hand through his hair.”
“You are an idiot, you stupid Chinese man,” says Heechul, still trying to pull him up from the couch. “I’m trying to run away and I need to bring what I need the most.”
“Why do I feel like you only need me to feed you?” asks Hankyung rolling his eyes before Heechul grabs his face and just rapes his molars.
But Heechul just ignores him and turns to Zhou Mi instead. “Hey, you with the face. Didn’t you hear? Get my Banc bag and my faddy robot hoodie. I’m running away and all I need is my Hannie.”
Zhou Mi salutes happily and bounds towards the hall way without a word. “Now then,” says Heechul, grabbing Hankyung’s hand and going to the door that Eeteuk has planted himself against. “Oh no you don’t,” says Eeteuk.
“What?” says Heechul innocently. Eeteuk glares pointedly at the maxi pads and the front door suddenly opens, knocking Eeteuk aside; lo and behold - Siwon is standing there holding his bible.
“Uh. Hi!” he says coming. “Whoa, what happened here? Did I miss something?-“ And at this point Heechul isn’t even listening anymore because Siwon just talks so much and he doesn’t stop preaching.
“Why do you always come in at the last minute!” screams Heechul while Hankyung pulls him outside to get some beer.
pairing: Hankyung/Heechul
rating: PG-13
words: 1,210
we are family
Hankyung’s just sitting in the living room with Zhou Mi talking in Chinese about upcoming schedules, ignoring Heechul and Donghae shrieking at each other in the bathroom about something. He doesn’t even want to know what it’s about, really. Usually it’s because Donghae’s taken Heechul’s underwear instead of his own from the laundry or something but this time, from what Hankyung can understand at least, Donghae is shrieking at Heechul because he’s left his hair straightener on the floor of the bathroom for the nth time this week.
“Yah, hyung! At least put it away!” says Donghae, folding his arms, looking uncharacteristically serious.
“No,” says Heechul, leaning close to the medicine cabinet above the sink, trying to put in his contacts. He keeps poking his eyes and his tongue sticks out of the corner of his mouth. He hates putting in contacts but Heechul can’t find his favorite red pair of classes. But then again, it kinda of clashed with his red hair so that’s why he’s standing in the bathroom in the first place.
Donghae has a brief stareoff with Heechul’s backside and then he kicks a pack of maxi pads petulantly. And then he realizes what exactly he has just kicked. “What the fuck? Hyung, are those yours too?” he shrieks.
“Uh. Yeah,” says Heechul sarcastically. “My period comes late sometimes you know. No. They’re Yehsung’s. He has cysts on his rear. And they are all pus filled. Unfortunately.”
“HEY,” yells Yehsung’s voice from down the hallway. “I DO NOT HAVE PUS FILLED CYSTS!”
Heechul ignores that in his usual fashion and comes out of the bathroom with Donghae still trailing after him like a dog or gold fish poop or something. “Hyung, I’m tired of stepping on what I think is dirty boxers in the morning but instead I find out its Heebum- are you listening hyung?”
Heechul whirls around glaring full force at Donghae. “Listen you- things are just easier to find if they’re on the ground okay-“ And that is when Donghae actually picks up yet another stray pack of maxi pads and throws them at Heechul’s face. Hankyung and Zhou Mi dodge it as it flies in their direction and hits the lamp.
“Aren’t you going to do something about it?” asks Zhou Mi nervously, grabbing a cushion for cover but Heechul’s thrown a shoe at Donghae and ends up hitting Zhou Mi on the side of the face.
Hankyung nonchalantly picks up a random book- one of Eeteuk’s on floor tiles or roof shingles or something while Donghae’s thrown a colander full of Eunhyuk’s dirty underwear at Heechul who shrieks and retaliates by grabbing Ddangkoma from behind the flower pot and beaning him at Donghae’s head just when Yesung appears in the living room.
“Nope,” says Hankyung. “Ignorance is bliss.”
I still want to live,wheezes Ddangkoma.
“What the hell-WHAT? WHAT? OH MY GOD,” Yehsung yells and dives to catch the thing but as luck as it, the turtle lands in a giant vat of water Sungmin has set out in the living room- he was into Feng Shui lately. Yehsung breathes a sigh of relief but then he gets clouted in the head with that colander filled with dirty underwear.
Kyuhyun sticks his head out of the his room with his headphones still on, planning to tell the living room full of monkeys to go and get laid and then figures, oh what the hey, so he joins in the fun by throwing one of Sungmin’s stuffed pink rabbit’s and hits Heechul right on the face at the same time Donghae decides to catapult someone’s phone at Heechul’s head.
“I think you should do something now,ge.” Says Zhou Mi in a determined voice, nursing his face.
“Ignorance is bliss,” repeats Hankyung, flipping another page and is the only one besides Kyuhyun who is relatively unharmed; Donghae has a bump on his head when Heechul threw a mango at his face and Yesung just faceplanted into the carpet from tripping over a pack of those stupid maxi pads.
Heechul hits the floor with a wail when Donghae cheers for exactly 3 seconds and then runs for Kangin’s room screaming for Eeteuk.
A silent Heechul was a hell of a lot scarier than a screaming, mango beaning Heechul, especially when he comes banging down the door. Kangin is trying to pry Donghae off his shoulders, a bowl of ice cream tipping precariously in his hands.
“No. Just no,” says Eeteuk firmly, pulling off his headphones, clearly a mistake when Heechul starts stamping his feet and shrieking in a language that was neither Korean or any recognizable one. Donghae’s flailing foot catches the bowl in Kangin’s hand and Heechul, standing less than 2 feet away has no luck in avoiding it.
“What about now?” asks Zhou Mi, when Heechul comes running out of the room covered in ice cream covered in ice cream and screaming I hate this dorm and all of the kids that eat ice cream in the world.
Hankyung sighs and is getting up when Heechul charges out of the bathroom, wiping his hair off with a towel but not before swishing Donghae’s tooth brush in the toilet, and comes straight at him in a very determined manner. He is gaping when Heechul wraps his arms around his waist and attempts to throw Hankyung over his shoulder, twice, before just crashing onto the couch.
“What are you doing?” gasps Hankyung; Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun are looking slightly perplexed while Eeteuk and Kangin come out of their room. Donghae is still sitting on Kangin’s shoulders like a starfish. Or a snail.
“Running away,” announces Heechul. “I am running away from this zoo.”
“There’s a reason why it looks like a zoo!” Donghae quips but Kangin pinches his calf and hisses, “Shut up, kid.”
“And is there a reason why you were trying to pick me up?” sighs Hankyung, running a hand through his hair.”
“You are an idiot, you stupid Chinese man,” says Heechul, still trying to pull him up from the couch. “I’m trying to run away and I need to bring what I need the most.”
“Why do I feel like you only need me to feed you?” asks Hankyung rolling his eyes before Heechul grabs his face and just rapes his molars.
But Heechul just ignores him and turns to Zhou Mi instead. “Hey, you with the face. Didn’t you hear? Get my Banc bag and my faddy robot hoodie. I’m running away and all I need is my Hannie.”
Zhou Mi salutes happily and bounds towards the hall way without a word. “Now then,” says Heechul, grabbing Hankyung’s hand and going to the door that Eeteuk has planted himself against. “Oh no you don’t,” says Eeteuk.
“What?” says Heechul innocently. Eeteuk glares pointedly at the maxi pads and the front door suddenly opens, knocking Eeteuk aside; lo and behold - Siwon is standing there holding his bible.
“Uh. Hi!” he says coming. “Whoa, what happened here? Did I miss something?-“ And at this point Heechul isn’t even listening anymore because Siwon just talks so much and he doesn’t stop preaching.
“Why do you always come in at the last minute!” screams Heechul while Hankyung pulls him outside to get some beer.