Early Morning Stillness
Title: Early Morning Stillness
Author: orangedcgirl
Pairing: SiChul
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: He may pose for the covers of magazines with a smirk on his face, jeans unbuttoned and shirt half-open, tanned muscles exposed for all to see, but it's only Heechul who ever gets to see him like this.
A/N: As of yet unbeta'd. Written while I was supposed to be studying for my bitch of a civics final, but I like this better. May or may not be entirely incoherent; may in fact be pretty good. I really don't know. I'll re-read it in the morning to see if it actually makes any sense.
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He may pose for the covers of magazines with a smirk on his face, jeans unbuttoned and shirt half-open, tanned muscles exposed for all to see, but it's only Heechul who ever gets to see him like this.
Hair disheveled, he sleeps on his back with one hand behind his head, the other arm wrapped loosely around the warm mass that is Heechul. He wears nothing but the pair of Lion King boxers he got for his birthday. His head is turned to the side, warm breath caressing Heechul's neck as the older of the pair props himself up on one arm and can do nothing but stare.
Heechul thinks it's the most beautiful sight in the world.
He traces his fingers lightly over the defined abs, memorizing the lines of his shoulders and chest, rising and falling gently as he breathes quietly through his mouth. His eyes move almost imperceptibly beneath his eyelids as he murmurs something muted and incoherent that sounds vaguely like a name, and Heechul wonders what he's dreaming about.
His hand trails up to brush a stubborn lock of dark hair away from the sleeping face, and Heechul smiles as Siwon twitches slightly at the soft touch. He smoothes the hair back from his forehead before letting his hand fall back to Siwon's chest, the skin warm and so inviting, and Heechul relaxes and presses into him and closes his eyes to at least try and feign the image of sleep.
He curses the passage of time when all too soon he hears faint noises from the kitchen, the coffee pot being plugged in and the beginnings of breakfast put on the stove. The sun hasn't even made an appearance yet, but they're expected to be awake and ready for whatever the new day has to throw at them.
Siwon stirs slightly and opens his eyes, always the early riser. Heechul smiles with his eyes closed as Siwon runs a hand through his hair and yawns, then tightens the arm around Heechul's waist to bring him closer.
Good morning, he sighs, because he knows Heechul is already awake. Pretending he isn't, Heechul buries his face into Siwon's neck and mumbles a greeting against his skin, but he's smiling and Siwon can feel it and it makes him smile, too.
The smell of scorched toast and rich black coffee trickles under the door and surrounds them invitingly, and Heechul can feel Siwon's muscles tense underneath him as he stretches in the bleak early-morning darkness.
Wait, he murmurs, not yet willing to give up his comfortable position for the ever-moving pace of the outside world. Just a few more minutes.
Siwon humors him and goes still once again, sliding his hand to Heechul's waist and pressing lightly. Effectively burrowed into Siwon, Heechul closes his eyes and soaks up the warmth, loving the safe and satisfied feeling he gets from being wrapped in such strong arms and wishes for a brief moment that they could stay like this forever.
But forever is a fantasy that Heechul gave up on long ago, and soon enough the number of voices in the kitchen increases and Siwon doesn't want to be late. Heechul sighs in disappointment when Siwon sits up and scoots to the edge of the bed, leaving him with nothing but the quickly dissipating warmth of the blankets where Siwon had been.
Time to get up, Siwon whispers into his ear, leaning over to kiss Heechul's bare shoulder. Heechul hums and turns onto his back, staring through half-open eyes as Siwon stretches and begins to dress. His gaze lingers along the rippling muscles of Siwon's back and arms before they disappear under the fabric of his shirt, and Heechul makes a small noise of appreciation before closing his eyes once again.
Beautiful.
Author: orangedcgirl
Pairing: SiChul
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: He may pose for the covers of magazines with a smirk on his face, jeans unbuttoned and shirt half-open, tanned muscles exposed for all to see, but it's only Heechul who ever gets to see him like this.
A/N: As of yet unbeta'd. Written while I was supposed to be studying for my bitch of a civics final, but I like this better. May or may not be entirely incoherent; may in fact be pretty good. I really don't know. I'll re-read it in the morning to see if it actually makes any sense.
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He may pose for the covers of magazines with a smirk on his face, jeans unbuttoned and shirt half-open, tanned muscles exposed for all to see, but it's only Heechul who ever gets to see him like this.
Hair disheveled, he sleeps on his back with one hand behind his head, the other arm wrapped loosely around the warm mass that is Heechul. He wears nothing but the pair of Lion King boxers he got for his birthday. His head is turned to the side, warm breath caressing Heechul's neck as the older of the pair props himself up on one arm and can do nothing but stare.
Heechul thinks it's the most beautiful sight in the world.
He traces his fingers lightly over the defined abs, memorizing the lines of his shoulders and chest, rising and falling gently as he breathes quietly through his mouth. His eyes move almost imperceptibly beneath his eyelids as he murmurs something muted and incoherent that sounds vaguely like a name, and Heechul wonders what he's dreaming about.
His hand trails up to brush a stubborn lock of dark hair away from the sleeping face, and Heechul smiles as Siwon twitches slightly at the soft touch. He smoothes the hair back from his forehead before letting his hand fall back to Siwon's chest, the skin warm and so inviting, and Heechul relaxes and presses into him and closes his eyes to at least try and feign the image of sleep.
He curses the passage of time when all too soon he hears faint noises from the kitchen, the coffee pot being plugged in and the beginnings of breakfast put on the stove. The sun hasn't even made an appearance yet, but they're expected to be awake and ready for whatever the new day has to throw at them.
Siwon stirs slightly and opens his eyes, always the early riser. Heechul smiles with his eyes closed as Siwon runs a hand through his hair and yawns, then tightens the arm around Heechul's waist to bring him closer.
Good morning, he sighs, because he knows Heechul is already awake. Pretending he isn't, Heechul buries his face into Siwon's neck and mumbles a greeting against his skin, but he's smiling and Siwon can feel it and it makes him smile, too.
The smell of scorched toast and rich black coffee trickles under the door and surrounds them invitingly, and Heechul can feel Siwon's muscles tense underneath him as he stretches in the bleak early-morning darkness.
Wait, he murmurs, not yet willing to give up his comfortable position for the ever-moving pace of the outside world. Just a few more minutes.
Siwon humors him and goes still once again, sliding his hand to Heechul's waist and pressing lightly. Effectively burrowed into Siwon, Heechul closes his eyes and soaks up the warmth, loving the safe and satisfied feeling he gets from being wrapped in such strong arms and wishes for a brief moment that they could stay like this forever.
But forever is a fantasy that Heechul gave up on long ago, and soon enough the number of voices in the kitchen increases and Siwon doesn't want to be late. Heechul sighs in disappointment when Siwon sits up and scoots to the edge of the bed, leaving him with nothing but the quickly dissipating warmth of the blankets where Siwon had been.
Time to get up, Siwon whispers into his ear, leaning over to kiss Heechul's bare shoulder. Heechul hums and turns onto his back, staring through half-open eyes as Siwon stretches and begins to dress. His gaze lingers along the rippling muscles of Siwon's back and arms before they disappear under the fabric of his shirt, and Heechul makes a small noise of appreciation before closing his eyes once again.
Beautiful.