100 Suju Fics
Title:100 Suju Fics
Date started: Nov.26,2007
No.of Fics:10/100
Archive: http://lucid-acolyte.livejournal.com/2250.html
A/N: the first one is like a companion fic of the choking fic. ^__^
02. Christmas. Heechul/Ryeowook
PG sort of. 356words
"Jingle bells, Jingle bells, jingle all the way...Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh...hey!" Ryeowook happily sang as he decorated the fighting dorm with gold and silver garlands. The place was turned from a messy dorm into a Christmas wonderland. Tinsels and every Christmas decorations you could imagine were placed all around. There's even a life size Santa and three dancing elves that according to Heechul was the creepiest thing ever made.
"Heechul hyung~ sing with me!!!" Ryeowook whined. Heechul stared at him like he just told Heechul was the ugliest person in the planet.
"Please~! Sing with me!!!"
Make that in the universe.
"No way wookie-ah!" Heechul stood up and was ready to walk out the door when he remembered a certain umma's threat on his 'box' which was currently being hostage by a raccoon and a bear. He then made the mistake of looking at Ryeowook who's currently giving him the puppy eyes of doom ver 3.5 (TM).
"Fine!" Ryeowook beamed when Heechul sat on the couch with heebum but paled when he heard the lyrics of Heechul's song.
"Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Santa Claus is dead. Action man, action man put a bullet through his head. Barbie doll, Barbie doll tried to save his life. Teddy bear, Teddy bear killed her with a knife~!" Heechul was grinning upon seeing Ryeo's face. He wanted him to sing right? He was about to sing another song, this one about Frosty the killer when Ryeowook screamed on the top of his lungs.
"DON'T SING LIKE THAT INFRONT OF MY BABY!!!!!!"
Normally, Heechul would scream back but instead he just grabbed a bottle of pickles and chocolate ice cream and gave it to wookie.-who happily accepted it, the singing fiasco totally forgotten- before going back to the couch to pet heebum.
Heebum looked at her owner who just patted her head.
"Well...I don't want to have a screaming match with preggie here...I'd rather blow the ears of his husband though." Heebum just mewled. Seeing the evil glint on her owner's eyes assured her that it's still all right in the world.
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67. Sunrise. Yehsung/Sungmin
G. 523 words
Yehsung felt like crap. Yesterday they were forced to run walk fast under the rain when the Suju van broke in the middle of the road. Since it's only two blocks away, someone suggested they just walk instead of waiting for another van. What they didn't expect was the thunderstorm that suddenly poured in the middle of their leisure walk.
"A-choo!" He took another tissue from the bedside table while cursing his band mates on his head. After all, being wet all over was just the icing on the cake.
Upon arriving at the dorm, someone had forgotten the keys in the van. Their other members cannot be contacted by phones and there's no one home in the fighting dorm. So there they were, stranded in front of their locked dorm, shivering.
Some of his band mates had the bright idea of picking the lock. Well, he did agree to it but he thought they knew what they were doing. He didn't expect them to spend another half an hour just to pick the insert any curse word here that you like. This is a G-rated fic after all lock. If not for him remembering there's a copy of the key on the reflecting door, they'll spent the night out or until someone called the police for them breaking in their dorm.
What a night. He let out another series of sneeze. He being a slow poke didn't even helped at all. He was the last one to use the bathroom and by the time he was finished, he knew he had the flu.
"Aish--achoo!!!" he wanted to yell at the top of his lungs but due to his flu, his voice wasn't even cooperating with him. He glared at the wall for his misfortune that he didn't even noticed someone slipping inside the room.
"Hyung~?" a meek voice asked.
"What?" he asked in a ragged voice.
"Are you okay?"
He wanted to scream 'do I look okay to you?!' but stopped himself. The last time he tried screaming...well...it's something he doesn't want to remember. So he settled on shaking his head.
"Sungmin-ah...you can't come near me. You might catch the flu. Umma would kill us if that happens." Small words...small conversations. His throat could take it...he hope.
"I won't be long. I just want to give something to you." He beamed. Yehsung held out his hand to take it but Sungmin just...bounced...yes, he did bounce, towards the empty white wall.
"Your room doesn't have any windows so you can't see how beautiful the outside was after the overnight rain..." Sungmin taped a picture of a bright pink sun giving the contrast the plain wall needed. "So I thought I'll just bring the sun to you.~ Good morning Yehsung hyung~ ^__^"
Yehsung could practically feel the smiley on Sungmin's sentence. Only he could think about coloring the sun a bright pink. He stifled a laugh since laughing left a scratchy feeling on his throat.
He then remembered something that would complete his morning.
"Thanks sungminnie...but you forgot something..."
Sungmin frowned as he tried thinking what he had forgotten.
"Where's my morning coffee?"
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88. Numbers. Eeteuk/Kyuhyun
G. 335 words
"How long do you think Super Junior will last?"
Eeteuk stared at their youngest while slicing the apples for the injured one. He's the only one available since the rest of Suju were filming their movie. Kyuhyun wasn't looking at him when he asked the question...he's looking outside the window, purposely avoiding the leader's gaze.
"Well...I'm not sure." he saw the fleeting emotion on Kyuhyun's eyes before it turned apathetic once again.
"But..." he laid the knife on his lap, while looking at the apples. "I'm sure it'll be a very long time." Kyuhyun stared at him with disbelieving eyes but just nodded because he doesn't want any other answers but that.
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Weeks passed. They launched the movie, sang for the SM town album, Kyuhyun was discharged from the hospital and here they are, about to launch their second album.
They're currently celebrating for the finished album when he saw Kyuhyun sitting all by himself, staring at the rest of Suju members.
"Kyuhyunnie...what's with the long face?" Eeteuk greeted as he sat beside him. Kyuhyun gave him a small smile before asking that inane question once again.
"How long do you think Super Junior will last umma?"
"Why does it bother you Kyuhyun on how long we will last?"
"I...I guess...I just want to be ready for it."
He patted Kyuhyun's head, a dimpled smile on his face.
"There are 525,600 minutes in a year...but how do you really measure it? By seconds? By hours? By inches? By yards? Most people would probably say you can measure a year...but in a sense, you really can't. Because you're not really measuring the days. You're measuring the memories. So you can't tell how long or short Super junior will last...because you can't measure the memories we had...and we will have. You just have to enjoy every minute of it. As long as we share all the memories, may it be happy or sad...Super Junior will last forever..."
For the first time in the evening, Kyuhyun smiled.
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