100 Fics SuJu Challenge
Why do I let myself get roped into these things? XD
This is fun!
Number finished: 1/100 w00t
#35 - Blind - Heechul/Siwon
Title: Never Alone
Author: Sheepy
Rating: G? PG?
Genre: Kinda angsty? Kinda fluffy? Probably kinda really cheesy...
A/N: I don't really know how this turned out. I worry that it sounds kind of cheesy, but I hope not. XD I took the theme rather literally ^^;;
"I'm fine!" Heechul insists vehemently, pushing Siwon away with one hand, the other curled around the handle of his shiny new walking stick. Siwon makes to grab Heechul's arm again, but Hankyung moves between them, resting a hand on Siwon's chest and looking up at him with pained eyes.
Let him try on his own.
A brief internal struggle takes place before Siwon lets his shoulders slump, his hands fall to his sides. The side of the stick clicks against the wall and Heechul veers away from it, feeling along the opposite wall for the door to his room. The voice of the pretty doctor who had been the first to break the news to them echoes in Siwon's head like a gong.
He'll have to have surgery. It may or may not allow him to see again.
Heechul turns the knob and carefully makes his way into the room. Siwon follows his path, leaning against the door frame. He watches as Heechul's delicate hands skim over dresser drawers, trying to discern which one holds his pajamas. He finds it and reaches in, his shoulders immediately slumping. "Which one's do you want to wear?" Siwon asks gently, padding across the unusually clean floor. Heechul crosses his arms across his chest and 'hmph's indignantly.
"The blue ones. With Bugs Bunny." Siwon extracts the chosen pajamas from the drawer and attempts to help Heechul take off his shirt but Heechul bats his hands away, reaching out and patting around to find the oversized t-shirt and cotton pants and snatching them off of Siwon's lap. "I can dress myself! I'm not a baby!" Reluctantly, Siwon allows Heechul to stumble to his feet and make his haphazard way to the bathroom to change. Kibum sighs quietly from the doorway, a sad smile on his face.
"He knows that he can't depend on us forever, you know."
"It's only been a couple of weeks!" Siwon protests, aggravated by Kibum's realism. He wants to help. He wants to be there, to take care of Heechul. He wants Heechul to want him to be there. Kibum shrugs and exits, closing the door behind him, but Siwon stays put. He counts the number of matching pajamas in the drawer. He stares at the closed door. He stares at the clock, red numbers burning into his dry, tired eyes.
"OW! Fuck! Stupid fucking bandages, ow!" Siwon scrambles to his feet and finds the bathroom door mercifully unlocked. Heechul is sitting in the middle of the bathroom floor, trying his damndest to remove the bandages around the top half of his face without taking his eye out with the scissors.
Not that it would make much difference.
Siwon gently pries the sharp instrument from Heechul's hands and tells him to hold still. He cuts the bandages off and reminds Heechul to keep his eyes closed, to which Heechul responds by sticking out his tongue. Siwon ignores this, focuses on re-bandaging. Heechul huffs in frustration and fidgets. "There, done." As Siwon packs away the gauze and medical tape, Heechul uses the counter to pull himself to his feet. "Wait." Ever the Princess, Heechul juts out a hip and plants a perfectly manicured hand on it.
"What?" Siwon carefully maneuvers within the small space to scoop the smaller man up. Heechul shrieks and hits him in response. "I am not a baby Siwon! I can walk to my own damn bed!"
"I know that. What if I just want to carry you?"
"Put me down!"
"Why?"
"Because I said so!"
"Fine." Siwon gently lays Heechul down on his bed and Heechul pouts.
"I could have walked."
"Shhhh...." Siwon smoothes down Heechul's now very short hair and cups his face in his hands, kisses his forehead, the apples of his cheeks, the bandages over his eyes.
"I can do this on my own." Heechul states, confidence beginning to waver.
Of course you can.
"But you don't have to." Heechul's lips are warm and sticky with cherry lip gloss, parted in surprise. His hands come up to Siwon's chest as if to push him away, but instead they curl into the soft cotton of Siwon’s t-shirt, neither pushing nor pulling. Siwon pulls back slowly, and Heechul's face scrunches up as his chin drops to rest against his chest.
"I don't want to."
I'll always be here.
I tried? ^^;;; I hope you guys like it!
This is fun!
Number finished: 1/100 w00t
#35 - Blind - Heechul/Siwon
Title: Never Alone
Author: Sheepy
Rating: G? PG?
Genre: Kinda angsty? Kinda fluffy? Probably kinda really cheesy...
A/N: I don't really know how this turned out. I worry that it sounds kind of cheesy, but I hope not. XD I took the theme rather literally ^^;;
"I'm fine!" Heechul insists vehemently, pushing Siwon away with one hand, the other curled around the handle of his shiny new walking stick. Siwon makes to grab Heechul's arm again, but Hankyung moves between them, resting a hand on Siwon's chest and looking up at him with pained eyes.
Let him try on his own.
A brief internal struggle takes place before Siwon lets his shoulders slump, his hands fall to his sides. The side of the stick clicks against the wall and Heechul veers away from it, feeling along the opposite wall for the door to his room. The voice of the pretty doctor who had been the first to break the news to them echoes in Siwon's head like a gong.
He'll have to have surgery. It may or may not allow him to see again.
Heechul turns the knob and carefully makes his way into the room. Siwon follows his path, leaning against the door frame. He watches as Heechul's delicate hands skim over dresser drawers, trying to discern which one holds his pajamas. He finds it and reaches in, his shoulders immediately slumping. "Which one's do you want to wear?" Siwon asks gently, padding across the unusually clean floor. Heechul crosses his arms across his chest and 'hmph's indignantly.
"The blue ones. With Bugs Bunny." Siwon extracts the chosen pajamas from the drawer and attempts to help Heechul take off his shirt but Heechul bats his hands away, reaching out and patting around to find the oversized t-shirt and cotton pants and snatching them off of Siwon's lap. "I can dress myself! I'm not a baby!" Reluctantly, Siwon allows Heechul to stumble to his feet and make his haphazard way to the bathroom to change. Kibum sighs quietly from the doorway, a sad smile on his face.
"He knows that he can't depend on us forever, you know."
"It's only been a couple of weeks!" Siwon protests, aggravated by Kibum's realism. He wants to help. He wants to be there, to take care of Heechul. He wants Heechul to want him to be there. Kibum shrugs and exits, closing the door behind him, but Siwon stays put. He counts the number of matching pajamas in the drawer. He stares at the closed door. He stares at the clock, red numbers burning into his dry, tired eyes.
"OW! Fuck! Stupid fucking bandages, ow!" Siwon scrambles to his feet and finds the bathroom door mercifully unlocked. Heechul is sitting in the middle of the bathroom floor, trying his damndest to remove the bandages around the top half of his face without taking his eye out with the scissors.
Not that it would make much difference.
Siwon gently pries the sharp instrument from Heechul's hands and tells him to hold still. He cuts the bandages off and reminds Heechul to keep his eyes closed, to which Heechul responds by sticking out his tongue. Siwon ignores this, focuses on re-bandaging. Heechul huffs in frustration and fidgets. "There, done." As Siwon packs away the gauze and medical tape, Heechul uses the counter to pull himself to his feet. "Wait." Ever the Princess, Heechul juts out a hip and plants a perfectly manicured hand on it.
"What?" Siwon carefully maneuvers within the small space to scoop the smaller man up. Heechul shrieks and hits him in response. "I am not a baby Siwon! I can walk to my own damn bed!"
"I know that. What if I just want to carry you?"
"Put me down!"
"Why?"
"Because I said so!"
"Fine." Siwon gently lays Heechul down on his bed and Heechul pouts.
"I could have walked."
"Shhhh...." Siwon smoothes down Heechul's now very short hair and cups his face in his hands, kisses his forehead, the apples of his cheeks, the bandages over his eyes.
"I can do this on my own." Heechul states, confidence beginning to waver.
Of course you can.
"But you don't have to." Heechul's lips are warm and sticky with cherry lip gloss, parted in surprise. His hands come up to Siwon's chest as if to push him away, but instead they curl into the soft cotton of Siwon’s t-shirt, neither pushing nor pulling. Siwon pulls back slowly, and Heechul's face scrunches up as his chin drops to rest against his chest.
"I don't want to."
I'll always be here.
I tried? ^^;;; I hope you guys like it!