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Title: Dance Practice (Sequel to Clean)
Pairing: Shindong/Kibum
Word Count: 755
Theme: 041. Dance Practice Shindong/Kibum
Summary: Shindong gets a favor from Heechul (bad summary)
“Where is that boy?”
“He’s never here anymore.”
“He’s busy with other things.” (This comment was completely ignored.)
“What’s the point of him being part of the group if he misses all Super Junior related activities?”
“He cares so much about acting, but what about us?”
*!*!*!*!*!*
“Hello?”
“Hyung, I need that favor now.”
*!*!*!*!*!*
Shindong walked into the studio and froze. Everyone was moving around, rushing to get things done and ready for the shoot.
Shindong looked around and smiled when he found his target.
*!*!*!*!*!*
Kibum was sitting in his chair, waiting for the crew to finish up. He glanced down at the script and looked over his lines. He already had them memorized but it was nice to look them over again.
Kibum never knew what hit him. One moment he was sitting in the chair, watching them set up, and the next moment he was in the backseat of a car, headed to somewhere.
“What the hell?”
“Hi Kibum.”
“Shindong?!?! What are you doing here? What’s going on?”
“I just wanted to have a talk with you in private.”
“So you kidnapped me?”
“No, I did. Or I arranged for it.” Kibum looked at the person next to him in surprise. “Heechul? What are you doing here?”
“I’m just here because I owe Shindong a favor.”
Kibum raised an eyebrow. “You owe someone a favor? That’s not like you, hyung.”
“He tricked me.” Heechul pouted and crossed his arms.
“Anyway, Kibum, I need to talk to you about the group.”
“What about them? Nothing bad happened, right? No accidents? No illness? Everyone’s fine, right?”
“Yes, yes, everyone’s fine. No one is ill or hurt.”
“Alright, then what’s the problem?”
“You need to come to dance practice.”
“What? That’s what you wanted to talk to me about. You didn’t need to waste the time. Let me out.”
“No you don’t understand, Kibum. The other members aren’t happy with you. You barely come for Super Junior activities now. You care more for acting than us. You don’t want to be with us anymore.”
“WHAT?!?!? That’s bullshit! And you know it.”
Shindong looked at Kibum suspiciously. “Really? Do I now? Because what they’re saying seems true to me.”
“No it’s not, Shindong. You know I care for the group.”
“Then prove it. Come to our next dance practice and show everyone you still care, that you’re still part of the group. Prove it to us and the fans.”
“Alright. I will. If you help me, Shindong.”
Shindong smiled. He held out his hand. “You have yourself a deal.”
*!*!*!*!*!*
For the next few weeks, Kibum and Shindong met privately during all their free moments.
“I think you’re about ready. How do you feel? You ready?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be I guess. Besides, if you say I’m ready, I probably am. Thanks for all the help, Shindong.”
“No problem. That’s what I’m here for. I care for all of you and will always be there for you when you need help.”
*!*!*!*!*!*
All the members were in the dance studio, waiting for dance practice to start.
“Where is Shindong? He’s never late for practice.”
“Give him a few minutes.”
“He just texted me and said he’ll be here in 5 minutes.”
The members were all sitting around, waiting when the lights turned off. A single spotlight turned on, illuminating two figures standing in the middle of the room. They could tell that one of them was Shindong but weren’t sure who the other person was.
Music started and both figures broke out into a routine. The members watched in silence and awe.
When the dance ended, the lights came back on.
“Wow, that was amazing, Shindong. But who’s your friend?”
Everyone gasped as Kibum removed his hood. “Kibum?”
“Hi everyone. How are you? Ready for dance practice?”
“KIBUM!” Leeteuk enveloped the magnae in a hug. Soon everyone joined in the hug. “Kibum, you’re back. We’ve missed you so much.”
“We thought you hated us.”
“You never come to see us anymore.”
“No no no, I don’t hate you. How could I ever hate you guys? You’re my family.”
At Kibum’s statement, some of the members’ eyes filled with tears.
“I love you, Kibum.”
“I love you too.”
“I love you too, Kibum.”
“I love you the most, Kibum.”
“No, I love you the most, Kibum.”
“Guys, guys, guys, we all love Kibum. Leave it at that.”
“Alright.” Everyone hugged together in one giant group hug, happy and content that they were 13 again.
13 forever :D
A/N: I don’t know what to say about this exactly…it just came out, I had no control over what my fingers were typing…
and hope the dialogue parts doesn't get too confusing, just turned out that most of this fic was them talking than actual descriptions/paragraphs...
and sorry about the ending…didn’t know how to end it…
Pairing: Shindong/Kibum
Word Count: 755
Theme: 041. Dance Practice Shindong/Kibum
Summary: Shindong gets a favor from Heechul (bad summary)
“Where is that boy?”
“He’s never here anymore.”
“He’s busy with other things.” (This comment was completely ignored.)
“What’s the point of him being part of the group if he misses all Super Junior related activities?”
“He cares so much about acting, but what about us?”
*!*!*!*!*!*
“Hello?”
“Hyung, I need that favor now.”
*!*!*!*!*!*
Shindong walked into the studio and froze. Everyone was moving around, rushing to get things done and ready for the shoot.
Shindong looked around and smiled when he found his target.
*!*!*!*!*!*
Kibum was sitting in his chair, waiting for the crew to finish up. He glanced down at the script and looked over his lines. He already had them memorized but it was nice to look them over again.
Kibum never knew what hit him. One moment he was sitting in the chair, watching them set up, and the next moment he was in the backseat of a car, headed to somewhere.
“What the hell?”
“Hi Kibum.”
“Shindong?!?! What are you doing here? What’s going on?”
“I just wanted to have a talk with you in private.”
“So you kidnapped me?”
“No, I did. Or I arranged for it.” Kibum looked at the person next to him in surprise. “Heechul? What are you doing here?”
“I’m just here because I owe Shindong a favor.”
Kibum raised an eyebrow. “You owe someone a favor? That’s not like you, hyung.”
“He tricked me.” Heechul pouted and crossed his arms.
“Anyway, Kibum, I need to talk to you about the group.”
“What about them? Nothing bad happened, right? No accidents? No illness? Everyone’s fine, right?”
“Yes, yes, everyone’s fine. No one is ill or hurt.”
“Alright, then what’s the problem?”
“You need to come to dance practice.”
“What? That’s what you wanted to talk to me about. You didn’t need to waste the time. Let me out.”
“No you don’t understand, Kibum. The other members aren’t happy with you. You barely come for Super Junior activities now. You care more for acting than us. You don’t want to be with us anymore.”
“WHAT?!?!? That’s bullshit! And you know it.”
Shindong looked at Kibum suspiciously. “Really? Do I now? Because what they’re saying seems true to me.”
“No it’s not, Shindong. You know I care for the group.”
“Then prove it. Come to our next dance practice and show everyone you still care, that you’re still part of the group. Prove it to us and the fans.”
“Alright. I will. If you help me, Shindong.”
Shindong smiled. He held out his hand. “You have yourself a deal.”
*!*!*!*!*!*
For the next few weeks, Kibum and Shindong met privately during all their free moments.
“I think you’re about ready. How do you feel? You ready?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be I guess. Besides, if you say I’m ready, I probably am. Thanks for all the help, Shindong.”
“No problem. That’s what I’m here for. I care for all of you and will always be there for you when you need help.”
*!*!*!*!*!*
All the members were in the dance studio, waiting for dance practice to start.
“Where is Shindong? He’s never late for practice.”
“Give him a few minutes.”
“He just texted me and said he’ll be here in 5 minutes.”
The members were all sitting around, waiting when the lights turned off. A single spotlight turned on, illuminating two figures standing in the middle of the room. They could tell that one of them was Shindong but weren’t sure who the other person was.
Music started and both figures broke out into a routine. The members watched in silence and awe.
When the dance ended, the lights came back on.
“Wow, that was amazing, Shindong. But who’s your friend?”
Everyone gasped as Kibum removed his hood. “Kibum?”
“Hi everyone. How are you? Ready for dance practice?”
“KIBUM!” Leeteuk enveloped the magnae in a hug. Soon everyone joined in the hug. “Kibum, you’re back. We’ve missed you so much.”
“We thought you hated us.”
“You never come to see us anymore.”
“No no no, I don’t hate you. How could I ever hate you guys? You’re my family.”
At Kibum’s statement, some of the members’ eyes filled with tears.
“I love you, Kibum.”
“I love you too.”
“I love you too, Kibum.”
“I love you the most, Kibum.”
“No, I love you the most, Kibum.”
“Guys, guys, guys, we all love Kibum. Leave it at that.”
“Alright.” Everyone hugged together in one giant group hug, happy and content that they were 13 again.
13 forever :D
A/N: I don’t know what to say about this exactly…it just came out, I had no control over what my fingers were typing…
and hope the dialogue parts doesn't get too confusing, just turned out that most of this fic was them talking than actual descriptions/paragraphs...
and sorry about the ending…didn’t know how to end it…