[FanFic] It's Home
Pairing:. Siwon/Sungmin
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance/Drama/AU
Summary: It’s just around Sungmin.
“She’s crying again…” Siwon groans into the phone, rubbing his eyes and trotting over to the cradle. “What do I do?”
“You are a horrible, horrible father.” His wife - ex wife - snaps through the phone. “Check her diapers, get her to drink some lukewarm milk, maybe she’s hungry.”
Siwon mumbles something vaguely coherent and ends the call.
“Baby, what happened?” he coos to his year old daughter, picking her up from her cradle. “Be a good girl…it’s three in the morning. Daddy has work tomorrow.”
But she doesn’t stop.
He checks her diapers; it’s dry. She kicks at his face when he tries to feed her milk. He doesn’t know what to do.
He walks around his apartment, patting her back and singing made up songs. She finally gurgles into his ear and tugs his hair. He can’t help but laugh. “I am not a bad father.” He says, nuzzling her soft cheek.
She gurgles again and they fall asleep on the coach.
-
He’s late for work the next day. And it doesn’t help that he’s the boss.
He grumbles, trying to pull off a balancing act of trying to hold his bag, files, bagel sandwich and a cup of coffee.
“You’re late.” A sharp voice greets him the moment he steps into his cabin. “And your tie is weird.”
Siwon frowns; “Get off my chair, Heechul Hyung.”
Heechul flips his hair and adjusts his glasses, but doesn’t get off the chair. “I am resigning.”
“…what?”
“What, are you deaf now? I said I am resigning.”
“You - you can’t resign, you are not supposed to - Oh, my God Hyung, don’t leave me, please.”
Choi Siwon doesn’t beg, usually. But under the current circumstances of going through a messy divorce and having to live with a year old baby who takes liking to cry all night, Siwon thought if begging could keep Heechul, then he was ready for it, because Heechul was the only who could get her to stop crying, other than her mother. Heechul thinks it’s because he’s awesome, Siwon knows because Heechul resembles a woman.
“Hyung, pleaaaasssseee”
“Siwon, I think Aeyung has influenced you.” Heechul laughs, studying the younger man. “But, I am sorry. I am still resigning. I have to answer my calling.”
“Your - your calling. What calling? You are a brilliant - the best - legal advisor I have had. What calling? What are you talking about?”
“To learn mandarin.”
“….you’re kidding right?”
“No, I am not. Mandarin is my calling, I am moving to China.”
“Are you still depressed over Hankyung Hyung?”
“Who - ah! That China man, of course not.” Heechul swirls on the chair and checks his reflection on his mobile phone. “This has nothing do with him. I will not have you assume things like that.”
Siwon sighs and places his sandwich on the table, dumps the coffee, slides his bag and files on the table and slumps himself on the nearby sofa and sighs. “Do you really have to resign?” he asks, looking at Heechul. “Can’t you take a leave? Like a long break?”
Heechul stares at Siwon and grins; “No, but don’t worry. I have already asked someone to take over my job.”
Siwon feels like he still hasn’t actually fully woken up.
“Hyung, I think I have wax in my ears because I could have sworn you just said you have already - “
“- picked someone for my job? Yes, yes I have.”
“I know you don’t like hearing this - but, I am kind of like your boss. So I think it’s up to me to - “
“Oh shut your face, Siwon. He’s a friend of mine and he’s brilliant at what he does so complain at least I was nice enough to ask someone.”
Siwon knows he’s right.
“When is he coming in?”
“Next week.” Heechul shrugs and swings his legs on the table. On Siwon’s table.
Siwon stares at Heechul, stares at how coolly the older man is filing his nails, humming songs and dirtying his table. Siwon stares.
“I hope you become religious.” He says sinking into the sofa. “That’s my curse…I hope you become religious.”
Heechul laughs and shakes his head; “Yes, Aeyung has influenced you way too much.”
Siwon just crosses his arms and throws glares at Heechul, pouting.
-
When Siwon has to work overtime, he has either Hyukjae or Donghae baby sit Aeyung, though he doesn’t want them to, not because it would disturb their daily routine of work, but because he was scared Aeyung would make them cry.
Tonight it was Donghae’s turn because ‘apparently’ Hyukjae had work somewhere and when Siwon returned home, he found Aeyung sitting in a puddle of what looked like a mixture of porridge and milk and Donghae, fast asleep on the couch.
She gurgles at him, splashing about the puddle and splattering the awful mixture on her face; “Da….da….” she laughs and Siwon sighs and smiles.
“Hi baby….” He walks over and carefully picks her up, sits her on the table and wipes her face and hands and legs and all the while she giggles and talks to him in her baby language with exaggerated movements of hands.
“Yes…daddy gets you. daddy understands.” Siwon nods and puts her dirty clothing for washing and puts her in a pajama and somehow lulls her to sleep. He places her in her cradle, walks to his living room cleans up her mess, pulls a blanket over Donghae and walks into the balcony with a cup of coffee. It’s nearly three and he needs coffee, he still has work to complete.
There is no end to this misery, no. Especially not with Donghae snorting and drooling over his expensive leather couch.
-
When Siwon sees him for the first time, he looks up to the heavens and smiles; “Good job, well done…” he thinks.
“Can I help you with that?” Siwon asks, when he sees the other man struggling with his bag.
“Ah, if you don’t mind please…thank you.” The other man says and Siwon feels some sort of butterflies coming to life in his stomach.
“I am Siwon, by the way.” He says, once they are in the elevator.
“I am Sungmin.” The other man smiles and bows politely and Siwon wonders if he’s seen something more precious than that smile.
“So are you moving in here or - - “
“Oh yes, I am.” Sungmin nods; “I actually got a job here so I’m just moving back from Japan.”
The elevator stops and Siwon realizes they are at his floor and looks at Sungmin; “Is this your floor?”
“Yes…” Sungmin smiles; “My flat number is 1204.”
Siwon has a strong urge to punch the air in happiness, because he lives in 1205.
-
This time both Hyukjae and Donghae are trying to look after Aeyung but they really don’t know how to stop her from her throwing her toys at them.
When Siwon walks in, he spots Hyukjae and Donghae peering at Aeyung from behind the wall and Siwon laughs.
“Are you both really that scared of her?”
“Who’s scared?” Donghae snaps, straightening out his shirt. “We were making sure she doesn’t get into trouble.”
“Yea- yeah.” Hyukjae agrees and Siwon just pats them on the back and thanks them for watching out for her.
He cuddles with her once they leave and plays with her for a while before his ex wife comes to pick her up for the weekend.
“You look awful.” She says, picking up Aeyung’s bag. “Have you been eating properly?”
“The usual…” he shrugs and she clicks her tongue in disapproval; “You need a vacation” she says and Siwon kisses his daughter goodbye.
The house is quiet once they leave; there is no noise, no gurgles, no cries, no giggles, it’s all too quiet and he already misses her. Siwon cleans up a bit and sits and stares at the blank screen of the television and jolts when the bell rings.
It’s Sungmin.
And Siwon is happy again.
“Oh hi…”
“I hope I am not disturbing anything…” Sungmin bites his lip nervously.
“No, of course not…” Siwon smiles.
“The thing is, my stuff just arrived today and I kind of need help to - “
“Of course…” Siwon says, immediately, locks his door and follows Sungmin into his.
By the end of the night, Siwon’s passed out on Sungmin’s couch and Sungmin is next to him and it’s warm and cuddly and somehow Siwon doesn’t seem to mind.
-
Heechul calls.
There was no calling for Mandarin; as usual it was all about Hankyung.
“Hey there baby…” Heechul’s voice coos into Siwon’s ears. It's the voice he uses after he's had sex with Hankyung and Siwon isn’t sure if he is happy or sad or just plain neutral about Heechul’s happy voice. “How is my baby doing?”
“She is with her mother, Hyung.” Siwon groans and looks around. This is not his couch, this is not his living room, this is not his house, he did not have pink cushions. Where was his leather sofa and his forty inch television and his daughter? Where was his daughter?
“Hyung, I think I am kidnapped.” Siwon whispers and sits up straight and relaxes just a bit when he sees Sungmin; of course, Sungmin.
“Hyung, I’ll call you back later.”
Siwon doesn’t wait for Heechul’s response and quickly cuts the phone.
“Good morning.” Sungmin smiles and places a tray of hot breakfast in front of Siwon and his stomach growls so loud Sungmin giggles.
“I haven’t had my dinner.” Siwon says sheepishly, rubbing his hand on his nape.
“You must have been really tired, you didn’t hear your phone ring. A woman called, I am so sorry I picked it up - “
“That’s okay…” Siwon smiles; “Who called?”
“I am not too sure, she just asked me to tell you to call her back.”
Siwon checks his cell phone and it’s his ex wife.
He promptly ignores her.
-
Siwon hates to admit it, but he feels couple like with Sungmin. They hardly know each other and Sungmin is already helping Siwon with cleaning the latter’s apartment.
He’s funny and he cooks and he’s nice and caring and he’s everything Siwon had been missing out in his life.
“I want to meet your daughter.” Sungmin says as he sprinkles detergent into the washing machine. “She sounds more fun than you.”
Siwon laughs loudly and whole heartedly; “Oh trust me, she is.”
Siwon thinks of Aeyung and her little fingers in his hand, her little foot, her button nose and he misses her.
“You miss her, don’t you?” Sungmin asks, his voice quiet.
“I guess.” Siwon shrugs. “I am so used to having her around all the time.”
“Hmm…” Sungmin nods thoughtfully and makes his way into the kitchen and stares at the cupboard and shelves.
“I cannot believe a baby lives here.” He says, furrowing his eyebrows at Siwon. “All this is not baby food - this is not even food.” Sungmin says, pulling out a remote control.
“Ah, so that’s where I kept it.” Siwon chuckles, pulling the gadget out of Sungmin’s hand and Sungmin glares.
“Pick up your wallet and put on your jacket, we’re going shopping. “
Yes, there is something that is definitely couple like between them.
-
Aeyung loves Sungmin.
Loves him.
He brings her toys and coloring books and pop out story books, he reads her bedtime stories, combs her hair and makes funny faces at her.
She loves him
And Siwon thinks, Sungmin might love her back.
When he comes back home, it isn’t all that dark and lonely with Donghae and/or Hyukjae busy trying to hide themselves from Aeyung. When he comes back home, it’s Sungmin and a happy Aeyung and hot food.
“When are you going to start working?” Siwon asks but he doesn’t want to hear the answer. That would be mean Sungmin would get busy and they won’t see each other so often.
“I actually have to join sometime this week - but I am not too sure, I have to wait for my friend’s call.”
They drop the topic there; Siwon doesn’t want to know more and Sungmin’s trying to feed Aeyung.
-
Sungmin’s cooking them some hot soup and Siwon can’t stop staring.
“You’re staring again.” Sungmin laughs, stirring the soup.
“I’m sorry.” Siwon chuckles, leaning against the kitchen counter. “It’s just really nice around you and Aeyung likes you and you make it all nice and cozy here…I just don’t know how to thank you.”
“You don’t have too, I don’t mind helping and besides you really need it.”
Siwon laughs and he takes Sungmin’s hand in his and squeezes it lightly; “Thank you.” He whispers and his lips are on Sungmin’s.
Siwon doesn’t think about anything, for once he lives for the moment and pulls in Sungmin closer, there’s that warmth in the kiss. The warmth Siwon has been missing and been craving for.
“Thank you…” he whispers again, against Sungmin’s lips and the gap’s closed again.
-
Sungmin, Siwon decides, is better in bed then his ex wife ever was. And that’s saying a lot because Siwon has had a lot of sex with his ex wife.
It’s one of those lazy nights where Aeyung’s with her mother and Sungmin and Siwon are just tangled together in between the silk sheets and their limbs and they’re so comfortable they don’t want to get dressed.
“Did you love you her?” Sungmin asks, staring at the ceiling listening to the thumps of Siwon’s heart beat.
“I suppose so - maybe because of Aeyung?”
“Hmm…” Sungmin nods and Siwon presses his lips to the other’s head.
He doesn’t know what exactly this is; but he wants it to be love.
-
Siwon can’t stop thinking about Sungmin.
Even at work, he’s watches the clock like crazy and leaves Sungmin greasy, cheesy, cute voice mails whenever he gets the time.
“Um…sir?” his secretary pokes her head in and he mentally groans because that would mean more work and he doesn’t really want work because he’s too busy wanting Sungmin and Aeyung and hot meals back home.
“The new guy is here…”
“Oh right.” Siwon nods.
He whines to himself and sends Sungmin a pout-y message and walks out of his office with a mind set to be harsh on this new guy for making him beyond his work time.
-
He can’t be harsh.
No, he can’t.
It’s Sungmin.
Maybe he’s dreaming, yes he’s definitely dreaming.
He pinches himself and it stings. Sungmin’s the new guy.
“I - - you…” Siwon blinks.
“Heechul Hyung…” Sungmin stumbles on his words
“Yes, Heechul Hyung - - how do you know him?”
“Mutual friends. You didn’t tell you worked here.”
“I don’t work here, I own this place.”
“Right.”
They stare at each other for a while and burst out laughing, till they are red in the face and need air to breathe. Siwon smiles and walks over to Sungmin and pulls him in his arms; “This feels great.” He whispers into Sungmin’s hair and Sungmin nods.
“And guess what?”
“What?” Siwon asks, pulling away to stare at Sungmin’s face.
“You don’t have to pay me.”
Siwon chuckles again and taps Sungmin’s nose; “Of course I do.”
“No, you don’t. I don’t want you to.” Sungmin says, leaning into Siwon’s arms. “This is more than just about a job.”
Siwon smiles and kisses Sungmin, full on the lips and he feels it. Sungmin’s real and Sungmin’s right there.
And somewhere at the back of his head, he thanks Heechul.
They go home together and Donghae is fast asleep, drooling over the couch cushion and Aeyung is busy talking to the television set.
Sungmin rushes to her ,Siwon pulls a blanket over Donghae and watches how easily Sungmin puts Aeyung to sleep.
And for the first time, he’s home.
-
Author’s Notes:
There is something about this fic that I am so proud of. This is like my first 2000+ words fic and I am so proud of myself, idk all my works are like 1999 words which makes me want to rip my hair. But huh, I passed myself. /victory dance.
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance/Drama/AU
Summary: It’s just around Sungmin.
“She’s crying again…” Siwon groans into the phone, rubbing his eyes and trotting over to the cradle. “What do I do?”
“You are a horrible, horrible father.” His wife - ex wife - snaps through the phone. “Check her diapers, get her to drink some lukewarm milk, maybe she’s hungry.”
Siwon mumbles something vaguely coherent and ends the call.
“Baby, what happened?” he coos to his year old daughter, picking her up from her cradle. “Be a good girl…it’s three in the morning. Daddy has work tomorrow.”
But she doesn’t stop.
He checks her diapers; it’s dry. She kicks at his face when he tries to feed her milk. He doesn’t know what to do.
He walks around his apartment, patting her back and singing made up songs. She finally gurgles into his ear and tugs his hair. He can’t help but laugh. “I am not a bad father.” He says, nuzzling her soft cheek.
She gurgles again and they fall asleep on the coach.
-
He’s late for work the next day. And it doesn’t help that he’s the boss.
He grumbles, trying to pull off a balancing act of trying to hold his bag, files, bagel sandwich and a cup of coffee.
“You’re late.” A sharp voice greets him the moment he steps into his cabin. “And your tie is weird.”
Siwon frowns; “Get off my chair, Heechul Hyung.”
Heechul flips his hair and adjusts his glasses, but doesn’t get off the chair. “I am resigning.”
“…what?”
“What, are you deaf now? I said I am resigning.”
“You - you can’t resign, you are not supposed to - Oh, my God Hyung, don’t leave me, please.”
Choi Siwon doesn’t beg, usually. But under the current circumstances of going through a messy divorce and having to live with a year old baby who takes liking to cry all night, Siwon thought if begging could keep Heechul, then he was ready for it, because Heechul was the only who could get her to stop crying, other than her mother. Heechul thinks it’s because he’s awesome, Siwon knows because Heechul resembles a woman.
“Hyung, pleaaaasssseee”
“Siwon, I think Aeyung has influenced you.” Heechul laughs, studying the younger man. “But, I am sorry. I am still resigning. I have to answer my calling.”
“Your - your calling. What calling? You are a brilliant - the best - legal advisor I have had. What calling? What are you talking about?”
“To learn mandarin.”
“….you’re kidding right?”
“No, I am not. Mandarin is my calling, I am moving to China.”
“Are you still depressed over Hankyung Hyung?”
“Who - ah! That China man, of course not.” Heechul swirls on the chair and checks his reflection on his mobile phone. “This has nothing do with him. I will not have you assume things like that.”
Siwon sighs and places his sandwich on the table, dumps the coffee, slides his bag and files on the table and slumps himself on the nearby sofa and sighs. “Do you really have to resign?” he asks, looking at Heechul. “Can’t you take a leave? Like a long break?”
Heechul stares at Siwon and grins; “No, but don’t worry. I have already asked someone to take over my job.”
Siwon feels like he still hasn’t actually fully woken up.
“Hyung, I think I have wax in my ears because I could have sworn you just said you have already - “
“- picked someone for my job? Yes, yes I have.”
“I know you don’t like hearing this - but, I am kind of like your boss. So I think it’s up to me to - “
“Oh shut your face, Siwon. He’s a friend of mine and he’s brilliant at what he does so complain at least I was nice enough to ask someone.”
Siwon knows he’s right.
“When is he coming in?”
“Next week.” Heechul shrugs and swings his legs on the table. On Siwon’s table.
Siwon stares at Heechul, stares at how coolly the older man is filing his nails, humming songs and dirtying his table. Siwon stares.
“I hope you become religious.” He says sinking into the sofa. “That’s my curse…I hope you become religious.”
Heechul laughs and shakes his head; “Yes, Aeyung has influenced you way too much.”
Siwon just crosses his arms and throws glares at Heechul, pouting.
-
When Siwon has to work overtime, he has either Hyukjae or Donghae baby sit Aeyung, though he doesn’t want them to, not because it would disturb their daily routine of work, but because he was scared Aeyung would make them cry.
Tonight it was Donghae’s turn because ‘apparently’ Hyukjae had work somewhere and when Siwon returned home, he found Aeyung sitting in a puddle of what looked like a mixture of porridge and milk and Donghae, fast asleep on the couch.
She gurgles at him, splashing about the puddle and splattering the awful mixture on her face; “Da….da….” she laughs and Siwon sighs and smiles.
“Hi baby….” He walks over and carefully picks her up, sits her on the table and wipes her face and hands and legs and all the while she giggles and talks to him in her baby language with exaggerated movements of hands.
“Yes…daddy gets you. daddy understands.” Siwon nods and puts her dirty clothing for washing and puts her in a pajama and somehow lulls her to sleep. He places her in her cradle, walks to his living room cleans up her mess, pulls a blanket over Donghae and walks into the balcony with a cup of coffee. It’s nearly three and he needs coffee, he still has work to complete.
There is no end to this misery, no. Especially not with Donghae snorting and drooling over his expensive leather couch.
-
When Siwon sees him for the first time, he looks up to the heavens and smiles; “Good job, well done…” he thinks.
“Can I help you with that?” Siwon asks, when he sees the other man struggling with his bag.
“Ah, if you don’t mind please…thank you.” The other man says and Siwon feels some sort of butterflies coming to life in his stomach.
“I am Siwon, by the way.” He says, once they are in the elevator.
“I am Sungmin.” The other man smiles and bows politely and Siwon wonders if he’s seen something more precious than that smile.
“So are you moving in here or - - “
“Oh yes, I am.” Sungmin nods; “I actually got a job here so I’m just moving back from Japan.”
The elevator stops and Siwon realizes they are at his floor and looks at Sungmin; “Is this your floor?”
“Yes…” Sungmin smiles; “My flat number is 1204.”
Siwon has a strong urge to punch the air in happiness, because he lives in 1205.
-
This time both Hyukjae and Donghae are trying to look after Aeyung but they really don’t know how to stop her from her throwing her toys at them.
When Siwon walks in, he spots Hyukjae and Donghae peering at Aeyung from behind the wall and Siwon laughs.
“Are you both really that scared of her?”
“Who’s scared?” Donghae snaps, straightening out his shirt. “We were making sure she doesn’t get into trouble.”
“Yea- yeah.” Hyukjae agrees and Siwon just pats them on the back and thanks them for watching out for her.
He cuddles with her once they leave and plays with her for a while before his ex wife comes to pick her up for the weekend.
“You look awful.” She says, picking up Aeyung’s bag. “Have you been eating properly?”
“The usual…” he shrugs and she clicks her tongue in disapproval; “You need a vacation” she says and Siwon kisses his daughter goodbye.
The house is quiet once they leave; there is no noise, no gurgles, no cries, no giggles, it’s all too quiet and he already misses her. Siwon cleans up a bit and sits and stares at the blank screen of the television and jolts when the bell rings.
It’s Sungmin.
And Siwon is happy again.
“Oh hi…”
“I hope I am not disturbing anything…” Sungmin bites his lip nervously.
“No, of course not…” Siwon smiles.
“The thing is, my stuff just arrived today and I kind of need help to - “
“Of course…” Siwon says, immediately, locks his door and follows Sungmin into his.
By the end of the night, Siwon’s passed out on Sungmin’s couch and Sungmin is next to him and it’s warm and cuddly and somehow Siwon doesn’t seem to mind.
-
Heechul calls.
There was no calling for Mandarin; as usual it was all about Hankyung.
“Hey there baby…” Heechul’s voice coos into Siwon’s ears. It's the voice he uses after he's had sex with Hankyung and Siwon isn’t sure if he is happy or sad or just plain neutral about Heechul’s happy voice. “How is my baby doing?”
“She is with her mother, Hyung.” Siwon groans and looks around. This is not his couch, this is not his living room, this is not his house, he did not have pink cushions. Where was his leather sofa and his forty inch television and his daughter? Where was his daughter?
“Hyung, I think I am kidnapped.” Siwon whispers and sits up straight and relaxes just a bit when he sees Sungmin; of course, Sungmin.
“Hyung, I’ll call you back later.”
Siwon doesn’t wait for Heechul’s response and quickly cuts the phone.
“Good morning.” Sungmin smiles and places a tray of hot breakfast in front of Siwon and his stomach growls so loud Sungmin giggles.
“I haven’t had my dinner.” Siwon says sheepishly, rubbing his hand on his nape.
“You must have been really tired, you didn’t hear your phone ring. A woman called, I am so sorry I picked it up - “
“That’s okay…” Siwon smiles; “Who called?”
“I am not too sure, she just asked me to tell you to call her back.”
Siwon checks his cell phone and it’s his ex wife.
He promptly ignores her.
-
Siwon hates to admit it, but he feels couple like with Sungmin. They hardly know each other and Sungmin is already helping Siwon with cleaning the latter’s apartment.
He’s funny and he cooks and he’s nice and caring and he’s everything Siwon had been missing out in his life.
“I want to meet your daughter.” Sungmin says as he sprinkles detergent into the washing machine. “She sounds more fun than you.”
Siwon laughs loudly and whole heartedly; “Oh trust me, she is.”
Siwon thinks of Aeyung and her little fingers in his hand, her little foot, her button nose and he misses her.
“You miss her, don’t you?” Sungmin asks, his voice quiet.
“I guess.” Siwon shrugs. “I am so used to having her around all the time.”
“Hmm…” Sungmin nods thoughtfully and makes his way into the kitchen and stares at the cupboard and shelves.
“I cannot believe a baby lives here.” He says, furrowing his eyebrows at Siwon. “All this is not baby food - this is not even food.” Sungmin says, pulling out a remote control.
“Ah, so that’s where I kept it.” Siwon chuckles, pulling the gadget out of Sungmin’s hand and Sungmin glares.
“Pick up your wallet and put on your jacket, we’re going shopping. “
Yes, there is something that is definitely couple like between them.
-
Aeyung loves Sungmin.
Loves him.
He brings her toys and coloring books and pop out story books, he reads her bedtime stories, combs her hair and makes funny faces at her.
She loves him
And Siwon thinks, Sungmin might love her back.
When he comes back home, it isn’t all that dark and lonely with Donghae and/or Hyukjae busy trying to hide themselves from Aeyung. When he comes back home, it’s Sungmin and a happy Aeyung and hot food.
“When are you going to start working?” Siwon asks but he doesn’t want to hear the answer. That would be mean Sungmin would get busy and they won’t see each other so often.
“I actually have to join sometime this week - but I am not too sure, I have to wait for my friend’s call.”
They drop the topic there; Siwon doesn’t want to know more and Sungmin’s trying to feed Aeyung.
-
Sungmin’s cooking them some hot soup and Siwon can’t stop staring.
“You’re staring again.” Sungmin laughs, stirring the soup.
“I’m sorry.” Siwon chuckles, leaning against the kitchen counter. “It’s just really nice around you and Aeyung likes you and you make it all nice and cozy here…I just don’t know how to thank you.”
“You don’t have too, I don’t mind helping and besides you really need it.”
Siwon laughs and he takes Sungmin’s hand in his and squeezes it lightly; “Thank you.” He whispers and his lips are on Sungmin’s.
Siwon doesn’t think about anything, for once he lives for the moment and pulls in Sungmin closer, there’s that warmth in the kiss. The warmth Siwon has been missing and been craving for.
“Thank you…” he whispers again, against Sungmin’s lips and the gap’s closed again.
-
Sungmin, Siwon decides, is better in bed then his ex wife ever was. And that’s saying a lot because Siwon has had a lot of sex with his ex wife.
It’s one of those lazy nights where Aeyung’s with her mother and Sungmin and Siwon are just tangled together in between the silk sheets and their limbs and they’re so comfortable they don’t want to get dressed.
“Did you love you her?” Sungmin asks, staring at the ceiling listening to the thumps of Siwon’s heart beat.
“I suppose so - maybe because of Aeyung?”
“Hmm…” Sungmin nods and Siwon presses his lips to the other’s head.
He doesn’t know what exactly this is; but he wants it to be love.
-
Siwon can’t stop thinking about Sungmin.
Even at work, he’s watches the clock like crazy and leaves Sungmin greasy, cheesy, cute voice mails whenever he gets the time.
“Um…sir?” his secretary pokes her head in and he mentally groans because that would mean more work and he doesn’t really want work because he’s too busy wanting Sungmin and Aeyung and hot meals back home.
“The new guy is here…”
“Oh right.” Siwon nods.
He whines to himself and sends Sungmin a pout-y message and walks out of his office with a mind set to be harsh on this new guy for making him beyond his work time.
-
He can’t be harsh.
No, he can’t.
It’s Sungmin.
Maybe he’s dreaming, yes he’s definitely dreaming.
He pinches himself and it stings. Sungmin’s the new guy.
“I - - you…” Siwon blinks.
“Heechul Hyung…” Sungmin stumbles on his words
“Yes, Heechul Hyung - - how do you know him?”
“Mutual friends. You didn’t tell you worked here.”
“I don’t work here, I own this place.”
“Right.”
They stare at each other for a while and burst out laughing, till they are red in the face and need air to breathe. Siwon smiles and walks over to Sungmin and pulls him in his arms; “This feels great.” He whispers into Sungmin’s hair and Sungmin nods.
“And guess what?”
“What?” Siwon asks, pulling away to stare at Sungmin’s face.
“You don’t have to pay me.”
Siwon chuckles again and taps Sungmin’s nose; “Of course I do.”
“No, you don’t. I don’t want you to.” Sungmin says, leaning into Siwon’s arms. “This is more than just about a job.”
Siwon smiles and kisses Sungmin, full on the lips and he feels it. Sungmin’s real and Sungmin’s right there.
And somewhere at the back of his head, he thanks Heechul.
They go home together and Donghae is fast asleep, drooling over the couch cushion and Aeyung is busy talking to the television set.
Sungmin rushes to her ,Siwon pulls a blanket over Donghae and watches how easily Sungmin puts Aeyung to sleep.
And for the first time, he’s home.
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Author’s Notes:
There is something about this fic that I am so proud of. This is like my first 2000+ words fic and I am so proud of myself, idk all my works are like 1999 words which makes me want to rip my hair. But huh, I passed myself. /victory dance.