Of Bible Talk and Fishsticks
Author: Magnae Rimsy
Pairing(s): KyuHae, SiHanChul, slight!HenWook
Rating: pg-16 (language, romance, Heechul)
For:
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Fic Archive
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“Oh my god, I’m starving! Why does no one cook in this house?” Cinderella moans dragging his body into the kitchen. His Chinese lover stares at him blankly, raising an eye brow, “I just made dinner and you refused to eat it!”
“But I didn’t want dumplings…” Heechul grumbles, plopping himself down on a stool next to Han Geng. He had taken a few days off to come harass Super Junior-M while they were in China, and as delighted as the members had been at first, the feeling quickly faded, and soon Heechul had a daily encounter with ‘don’t you have to go back to work, hyung?’
“Fine, what do you want to eat, meili*?”
Heechul beams, “Fish sticks and then I want to eat popsicles in bed… with you and Siwon.”
“I heard fish sticks? Are we eating fish sticks? I love fish sticks!” Donghae bounces into the kitchen, a huge grin on his face.
Han Geng had to keep from laughing out loud, “What the hell happened to you hair?”
The young dancers hair was placed in two small high pig-tails with pink ribbons and what seemed to be massive amounts of hair-spray glitter. To top it off two small cones made out of tinfoil perched on top of each pig-tail.
“Heechul-hyung helped me! I can now communicate with aliens.” He twirls in a circle making the tinfoil tinkle.
“Donghae!” Zhoumi dashes into the kitchen, “I told you to stay in the bathroom, you need a bath!”
“I hate bathes!” Donghae announces, before slipping past Zhoumi in a blur of pink hair ribbons and blue fish print pajamas.
“That little shit…” Zhoumi leans against the kitchen counter, “Does no one else realize that boy hasn’t taken a show in two days?”
“I’m working on meditation for situations like these.” Han Geng murmurs, before shoving a tray of fish sticks into the oven.
.::.
“Have you ever kissed a guy before?” Donghae asks, sitting on Kyuhyun’s bed, playing with one of the ribbons hanging from his head.
Kyuhyun pauses his game turning to face Donghae, resting his head on the back of his desk chair. “What the hell is wrong with you? All you’ve been talking about lately is men and aliens… Did Heechul turn you into a alien-crazy-gay?” He looks at Donghae’s ribbons and tinfoil cones disapprovingly.
“No…” The fish shrugs turning his attention to Kyuhyun’s bedspread, patting out the wrinkles. “…I don’t know. I might have possibly come across one of Ryeowook's ‘movies’.”
“Oh good lord…” The magnae can envision Leeteuk throwing a tantrum, and possibly strangling Ryeowook in his sleep. Fortunately for Eternal Magnae, they weren’t returning home for another four weeks. In which time the rest of the Super Junior members in Korea can try to placate the Super Umma.
“I’ve never kissed anyone before.” Donghae suddenly chirps. “Will you kiss me?”
Kyuhyun stares at Donghae, as if seeing him in a completely new light, “No.” He manages finally, fighting the urge to press Donghae against the wall, and kiss him like only a real man can.
“Why not?” Donghae pouts crossing his arms over his chest, “I’m the cutest thing alive!”
“This doesn’t have anything to do with how cute you are, this is about the fact that I don’t want Leeteuk to chop off my balls when I get home.” Kyuhyun mutters under his breath.
“Come on, pretty please?” He bats his lashes in only a way Donghae can, scooting closer to Kyuhyun, “You know you…” He’s cut off by Kyuhyun’s lips pressed softly to his. He barely has time to process what happened, when Kyuhyun pulls away. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” Donghae grins over his triumph.
“FOOD’S READY!” Han Geng’s voice echoes through the apartment, making Donghae dash towards the kitchen, “Thanks Kyu!”
Kyuhyun sits slightly dumbfounded for a few moments before running a finger over his lips, what have I gotten myself into?
.::.
Popsicles finished, Heechul lays in bed with Han Geng and Siwon, petting Siwon’s hair like you would a dog, “Won-won, tell me a story.”
“Hm, once there was a very powerful spirit…” Siwon begins resting his head in Heechul’s lap. Heechul listens to the story carefully his brow furrowing with every word, “And then there was light, and the Great Spirit was pleased.”
“Changing ‘God’ to ‘Great Spirit’, doesn‘t change that this is a Bible story. You suck at story telling.” Heechul huffs, “Hannie tell him that trying to convert me into a Bible Hugger is disrespecting my religion.”
“You belong to a religion?” Han Geng asks curiously.
“The religion of Kim Heechul Knows All.”
“Hyung, that’s sacrilegious.” Siwon complains, giving Heechul a look of disapproval.
.::.
2 Days Later
“Kyuhyun-ah we need to talk.” Siwon sits next to the lanky young man, patting his knee. “You know, that I believe that God wants his followers to be happy--”
“I’m not one of his followers.”
Siwon continues as if Kyuhyun hadn’t said anything, “…But if you’re having a crisis, which you obviously are, then you need to go to church. God is a very understanding Lord and will…”
“Just because Donghae has be spouting his mouth off, doesn’t mean I’m having a crisis. He just asked for a kiss, I don’t see what the big deal is.”
“It was more than a kiss, you’ve been avoiding him for the last two days, and even Donghae has noticed, which means a lot.”
“God why the hell do you insist on making this such a big fucking deal?” Kyuhyun stomps out of the room, slamming his bedroom door.
“Because God wants what’s best for you!” Siwon shouts before Kyuhyun slams his door, promptly ending the conversation.
Han Geng leans against the living room door frame, a small grin playing at his lips, “That went well.”
“I don’t get it, I did everything the pamphlet said…”
“What pamphlet?” Han Geng asks curiously, sitting next to Siwon, wrapping an arm around his waist.
Siwon lifts a leaflet of paper off the coffee table, ‘How to Help Your Child Talk to God’.
Han Geng snorts, pulling Siwon into a kiss.
.::.
Donghae, Henry, Zhoumi, and Ryeowook had listened to Siwon’s encounter with Kyuhyun from the safety of the kitchen, while munching on cookies.
“It’s sort of like being at the movies.” Zhoumi murmurs, snatching the last cookie out of Henry’s hand.
Ryeowook nods his agreement, breaking his cookie in half and giving one half to Henry. He glances at Donghae who had been uncharacteristically quiet throughout the whole conversation, and now sat chewing on his bottom lip. “What’s wrong, Hae?”
Without saying a word, Donghae pushes away from the table violently, his chair falling backward, making a beeline for Kyuhyun’s room.
For the second time, all the members hear the resounding sound of a door slamming.
“Stop fucking making so much noise, I’m taking a nap!” Heechul pokes his head out of Han Geng and Siwon’s room, before promptly slamming that door.
Henry cringes, “I’m going to need some serious therapy when all of this is done.”
.::.
“I’m sorry that you hated me, please don’t hate me, I miss talking to you, you can have your kiss back if you’ll talk to me again!” Donghae spouts in a hurry before breathing properly again.
“What?” Kyuhyun asks pulling his headphones off.
“Please stop hating me, I don’t have anyone to talk about aliens with anymore, cause Heechul threatened to tell the aliens that I was secretly plotting against them. And when I have nightmares, I have no one to go too, ‘cept for Zhoumi… And he hits people in his sleep.”
Kyuhyun bites his lip trying to hide the grin threatening to cover his features, he pats the bed urging Donghae to sit, “I don’t hate you and I don‘t want my kiss back.”
“But you won’t talk to me, and you’ve been locking your door at night, so I couldn’t come in when I had a nightmare.” Donghae says after snuggling next to Kyuhyun, resting his head on his dongsaeng’s chest.
“Is that why you’ve been sleeping outside my bedroom door every night?” He feels Donghae nod, and can’t help but feel a mixture of guilt and excitement pool in his stomach.
They sit in silence for a while, Kyuhyun listening to Donghae’s breathing, Donghae playing with the buttons on Kyuhyun’s shirt. “Did you really mean it when you said you didn’t want your kiss back?” He asks tentatively, he sits to stare at Kyuhyun, missing the body contact immediately.
The magnae gives Donghae his best Kyu-smirk, before pressing his lips to Donghae’s as his way of reply. It doesn’t take long for Donghae to react, moving to straddle Kyuhyun’s waist, fingers entangling themselves in Kyuhyun’s thick dark hair.
Kyuhyun quickly flips the dancer on his back, running his spindly fingers down the contours of his new lover’s flat chest. Supporting himself on his elbows he gives Donghae a serious look, “We start this now, I don’t think I’m going to be willing to stop.”
“I’d like to see you try.” Donghae murmurs, intertwining his fingers behind the snarky-magnae’s neck, pulling him down for another lust filled kiss.
.::.
Heechul and Han Geng glance over at Siwon who had place himself in his favorite arm chair, trying very hard to ignore the sounds of a head board beating against the wall in the next room, and concentrate on his Bible verses.
“I think you did something wrong, Won-Won, I thought you were supposed to show them the way of God, not turn them gay.” Heechul says waving Siwon’s pamphlet in his face.
.::.
*Meili also mei - 美丽- Mandarin for ‘beauty’ (My Mandarin is completely out of practice, I don't even think I can consider myself fleunt anymore, oh well.)
Pairing(s): KyuHae, SiHanChul, slight!HenWook
Rating: pg-16 (language, romance, Heechul)
For:
star_strawberry
Fic Archive
.::.
“Oh my god, I’m starving! Why does no one cook in this house?” Cinderella moans dragging his body into the kitchen. His Chinese lover stares at him blankly, raising an eye brow, “I just made dinner and you refused to eat it!”
“But I didn’t want dumplings…” Heechul grumbles, plopping himself down on a stool next to Han Geng. He had taken a few days off to come harass Super Junior-M while they were in China, and as delighted as the members had been at first, the feeling quickly faded, and soon Heechul had a daily encounter with ‘don’t you have to go back to work, hyung?’
“Fine, what do you want to eat, meili*?”
Heechul beams, “Fish sticks and then I want to eat popsicles in bed… with you and Siwon.”
“I heard fish sticks? Are we eating fish sticks? I love fish sticks!” Donghae bounces into the kitchen, a huge grin on his face.
Han Geng had to keep from laughing out loud, “What the hell happened to you hair?”
The young dancers hair was placed in two small high pig-tails with pink ribbons and what seemed to be massive amounts of hair-spray glitter. To top it off two small cones made out of tinfoil perched on top of each pig-tail.
“Heechul-hyung helped me! I can now communicate with aliens.” He twirls in a circle making the tinfoil tinkle.
“Donghae!” Zhoumi dashes into the kitchen, “I told you to stay in the bathroom, you need a bath!”
“I hate bathes!” Donghae announces, before slipping past Zhoumi in a blur of pink hair ribbons and blue fish print pajamas.
“That little shit…” Zhoumi leans against the kitchen counter, “Does no one else realize that boy hasn’t taken a show in two days?”
“I’m working on meditation for situations like these.” Han Geng murmurs, before shoving a tray of fish sticks into the oven.
.::.
“Have you ever kissed a guy before?” Donghae asks, sitting on Kyuhyun’s bed, playing with one of the ribbons hanging from his head.
Kyuhyun pauses his game turning to face Donghae, resting his head on the back of his desk chair. “What the hell is wrong with you? All you’ve been talking about lately is men and aliens… Did Heechul turn you into a alien-crazy-gay?” He looks at Donghae’s ribbons and tinfoil cones disapprovingly.
“No…” The fish shrugs turning his attention to Kyuhyun’s bedspread, patting out the wrinkles. “…I don’t know. I might have possibly come across one of Ryeowook's ‘movies’.”
“Oh good lord…” The magnae can envision Leeteuk throwing a tantrum, and possibly strangling Ryeowook in his sleep. Fortunately for Eternal Magnae, they weren’t returning home for another four weeks. In which time the rest of the Super Junior members in Korea can try to placate the Super Umma.
“I’ve never kissed anyone before.” Donghae suddenly chirps. “Will you kiss me?”
Kyuhyun stares at Donghae, as if seeing him in a completely new light, “No.” He manages finally, fighting the urge to press Donghae against the wall, and kiss him like only a real man can.
“Why not?” Donghae pouts crossing his arms over his chest, “I’m the cutest thing alive!”
“This doesn’t have anything to do with how cute you are, this is about the fact that I don’t want Leeteuk to chop off my balls when I get home.” Kyuhyun mutters under his breath.
“Come on, pretty please?” He bats his lashes in only a way Donghae can, scooting closer to Kyuhyun, “You know you…” He’s cut off by Kyuhyun’s lips pressed softly to his. He barely has time to process what happened, when Kyuhyun pulls away. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” Donghae grins over his triumph.
“FOOD’S READY!” Han Geng’s voice echoes through the apartment, making Donghae dash towards the kitchen, “Thanks Kyu!”
Kyuhyun sits slightly dumbfounded for a few moments before running a finger over his lips, what have I gotten myself into?
.::.
Popsicles finished, Heechul lays in bed with Han Geng and Siwon, petting Siwon’s hair like you would a dog, “Won-won, tell me a story.”
“Hm, once there was a very powerful spirit…” Siwon begins resting his head in Heechul’s lap. Heechul listens to the story carefully his brow furrowing with every word, “And then there was light, and the Great Spirit was pleased.”
“Changing ‘God’ to ‘Great Spirit’, doesn‘t change that this is a Bible story. You suck at story telling.” Heechul huffs, “Hannie tell him that trying to convert me into a Bible Hugger is disrespecting my religion.”
“You belong to a religion?” Han Geng asks curiously.
“The religion of Kim Heechul Knows All.”
“Hyung, that’s sacrilegious.” Siwon complains, giving Heechul a look of disapproval.
.::.
2 Days Later
“Kyuhyun-ah we need to talk.” Siwon sits next to the lanky young man, patting his knee. “You know, that I believe that God wants his followers to be happy--”
“I’m not one of his followers.”
Siwon continues as if Kyuhyun hadn’t said anything, “…But if you’re having a crisis, which you obviously are, then you need to go to church. God is a very understanding Lord and will…”
“Just because Donghae has be spouting his mouth off, doesn’t mean I’m having a crisis. He just asked for a kiss, I don’t see what the big deal is.”
“It was more than a kiss, you’ve been avoiding him for the last two days, and even Donghae has noticed, which means a lot.”
“God why the hell do you insist on making this such a big fucking deal?” Kyuhyun stomps out of the room, slamming his bedroom door.
“Because God wants what’s best for you!” Siwon shouts before Kyuhyun slams his door, promptly ending the conversation.
Han Geng leans against the living room door frame, a small grin playing at his lips, “That went well.”
“I don’t get it, I did everything the pamphlet said…”
“What pamphlet?” Han Geng asks curiously, sitting next to Siwon, wrapping an arm around his waist.
Siwon lifts a leaflet of paper off the coffee table, ‘How to Help Your Child Talk to God’.
Han Geng snorts, pulling Siwon into a kiss.
.::.
Donghae, Henry, Zhoumi, and Ryeowook had listened to Siwon’s encounter with Kyuhyun from the safety of the kitchen, while munching on cookies.
“It’s sort of like being at the movies.” Zhoumi murmurs, snatching the last cookie out of Henry’s hand.
Ryeowook nods his agreement, breaking his cookie in half and giving one half to Henry. He glances at Donghae who had been uncharacteristically quiet throughout the whole conversation, and now sat chewing on his bottom lip. “What’s wrong, Hae?”
Without saying a word, Donghae pushes away from the table violently, his chair falling backward, making a beeline for Kyuhyun’s room.
For the second time, all the members hear the resounding sound of a door slamming.
“Stop fucking making so much noise, I’m taking a nap!” Heechul pokes his head out of Han Geng and Siwon’s room, before promptly slamming that door.
Henry cringes, “I’m going to need some serious therapy when all of this is done.”
.::.
“I’m sorry that you hated me, please don’t hate me, I miss talking to you, you can have your kiss back if you’ll talk to me again!” Donghae spouts in a hurry before breathing properly again.
“What?” Kyuhyun asks pulling his headphones off.
“Please stop hating me, I don’t have anyone to talk about aliens with anymore, cause Heechul threatened to tell the aliens that I was secretly plotting against them. And when I have nightmares, I have no one to go too, ‘cept for Zhoumi… And he hits people in his sleep.”
Kyuhyun bites his lip trying to hide the grin threatening to cover his features, he pats the bed urging Donghae to sit, “I don’t hate you and I don‘t want my kiss back.”
“But you won’t talk to me, and you’ve been locking your door at night, so I couldn’t come in when I had a nightmare.” Donghae says after snuggling next to Kyuhyun, resting his head on his dongsaeng’s chest.
“Is that why you’ve been sleeping outside my bedroom door every night?” He feels Donghae nod, and can’t help but feel a mixture of guilt and excitement pool in his stomach.
They sit in silence for a while, Kyuhyun listening to Donghae’s breathing, Donghae playing with the buttons on Kyuhyun’s shirt. “Did you really mean it when you said you didn’t want your kiss back?” He asks tentatively, he sits to stare at Kyuhyun, missing the body contact immediately.
The magnae gives Donghae his best Kyu-smirk, before pressing his lips to Donghae’s as his way of reply. It doesn’t take long for Donghae to react, moving to straddle Kyuhyun’s waist, fingers entangling themselves in Kyuhyun’s thick dark hair.
Kyuhyun quickly flips the dancer on his back, running his spindly fingers down the contours of his new lover’s flat chest. Supporting himself on his elbows he gives Donghae a serious look, “We start this now, I don’t think I’m going to be willing to stop.”
“I’d like to see you try.” Donghae murmurs, intertwining his fingers behind the snarky-magnae’s neck, pulling him down for another lust filled kiss.
.::.
Heechul and Han Geng glance over at Siwon who had place himself in his favorite arm chair, trying very hard to ignore the sounds of a head board beating against the wall in the next room, and concentrate on his Bible verses.
“I think you did something wrong, Won-Won, I thought you were supposed to show them the way of God, not turn them gay.” Heechul says waving Siwon’s pamphlet in his face.
.::.
*Meili also mei - 美丽- Mandarin for ‘beauty’ (My Mandarin is completely out of practice, I don't even think I can consider myself fleunt anymore, oh well.)