SuJu 100 fics: 036. Bathroom Tiles
Author: Risabet
Title: 036. Bathroom Tiles, Hankyung/Shiwon
Word count: 646
Rating: G, it’s supposed to be a fun read ^^
Disclaimer: I am in no way related to these people, only the story is mine
Summary: Shiwon wakes up in the middle of the night as the nature calls.
It’s 2 a.m. in the morning when Shiwon suddenly wakes up. At first he cannot figure, well, pretty much anything out, except that it’s dark and he should be asleep so why isn’t he, until he realises he needs to go to the bathroom really bad. He listens to his body hopefully for a few minutes, wishing that it might decide he could survive until morning and wouldn’t have to leave the warm bed just quite yet. Alas, to no avail. It’s either ‘go’ or ‘cry and go’.
Stumbling in the dark, Shiwon makes his way down the hall relatively smoothly, save it for a nasty bruise he’ll have on his knee tomorrow because someone has left their stuffed rabbits everywhere again. With a sigh he reaches for the door handle and yanks it with only the obvious in mind.
So understandably he’s more than a little surprised to see Hankyung on the floor, on all fours, furiously scrubbing at the seams between the floor tiles with a pink toothbrush - hopefully not Heechul’s. The Chinese boy is wearing a faded purple t-shirt, murky green pyjama bottoms and his hair has been pushed back with a red, balloon-shaped hair clip. Everything, including the toothbrush, clashes horribly with the bright yellow rubber gloves Hankyung is sporting at the moment.
Shiwon’s brain isn’t quite ready to catch up quite yet, given its sleep-deprived state, and somehow he finds himself simply staring wordlessly at his oblivious, preoccupied band mate. At some point, however, his upbringing forces its way through all the bizarreness of the situation and he clears his throat loudly, feeling like a voyeur of some sort.
Hankyung’s startled gaze snaps upwards to meet Shiwon’s helplessly embarrassed one. What are you supposed to say in a situation like this? Do you come here often, in the dead of the night, to do, er, that?
Finally Hankyung motions towards the wall, with the toothbrush none the less.
“They’re dirty. We use the shower a lot so they become that way. It bothers me.” Forever polite and somewhat out of useful options, Shiwon crouches down to take a closer look at the said offenders. There is, indeed, a layer of chalky smudge on them. Still, the situation requires some clarifying.
“You’re right, that’s very observant of you. But, Hannie, it’s really rather late...” The older boy looks sheepish.
“Heechul would make fun of me if he knew. And,” he frowns at a sudden revelation, “so would Kangin-ah. And Yesung as well.”
“Well-“
“And Shindong. And Hyukjae.” Shiwon can’t help but smile at the sullen tone. He pats the small of his friend’s back and assures him that behind all the fun-making there would still be appreciation towards the hard work. Upon seeing a smile starting to curl at the corners of Hankyung’s mouth, Shiwon decides that that’s exactly the amount of comfort his able to muster out at this hour. He gets up a bit clumsily, trying to ignore the protests of his recently injured knee that isn’t exactly happy about the squatting.
“Don’t stay up too late, hyung. Tomorrow’s another busy day.” Hankyung nods and Shiwon decides to give in to an urge that has been building up for a good ten minutes now.
“Hyung, I’m sorry, I really need to know one thing.” Hankyung looks at him quizzically.
“That’s not Heechul’s toothbrush, is it?” Hankyung laughs out loud and replies something in Chinese, clearly amused and possibly a little mischievous. To be quite truthful Shiwon doesn’t quite understand but decides that what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. With a ‘goodnight’ he leaves the room, carefully closing the door behind him.
Soon he finds himself once more mercifully underneath the covers, tired enough to not to care about having stepped on and tripped again because of Mr. Bunny.
Suddenly it hits him.
He still needs to go really bad.
Title: 036. Bathroom Tiles, Hankyung/Shiwon
Word count: 646
Rating: G, it’s supposed to be a fun read ^^
Disclaimer: I am in no way related to these people, only the story is mine
Summary: Shiwon wakes up in the middle of the night as the nature calls.
It’s 2 a.m. in the morning when Shiwon suddenly wakes up. At first he cannot figure, well, pretty much anything out, except that it’s dark and he should be asleep so why isn’t he, until he realises he needs to go to the bathroom really bad. He listens to his body hopefully for a few minutes, wishing that it might decide he could survive until morning and wouldn’t have to leave the warm bed just quite yet. Alas, to no avail. It’s either ‘go’ or ‘cry and go’.
Stumbling in the dark, Shiwon makes his way down the hall relatively smoothly, save it for a nasty bruise he’ll have on his knee tomorrow because someone has left their stuffed rabbits everywhere again. With a sigh he reaches for the door handle and yanks it with only the obvious in mind.
So understandably he’s more than a little surprised to see Hankyung on the floor, on all fours, furiously scrubbing at the seams between the floor tiles with a pink toothbrush - hopefully not Heechul’s. The Chinese boy is wearing a faded purple t-shirt, murky green pyjama bottoms and his hair has been pushed back with a red, balloon-shaped hair clip. Everything, including the toothbrush, clashes horribly with the bright yellow rubber gloves Hankyung is sporting at the moment.
Shiwon’s brain isn’t quite ready to catch up quite yet, given its sleep-deprived state, and somehow he finds himself simply staring wordlessly at his oblivious, preoccupied band mate. At some point, however, his upbringing forces its way through all the bizarreness of the situation and he clears his throat loudly, feeling like a voyeur of some sort.
Hankyung’s startled gaze snaps upwards to meet Shiwon’s helplessly embarrassed one. What are you supposed to say in a situation like this? Do you come here often, in the dead of the night, to do, er, that?
Finally Hankyung motions towards the wall, with the toothbrush none the less.
“They’re dirty. We use the shower a lot so they become that way. It bothers me.” Forever polite and somewhat out of useful options, Shiwon crouches down to take a closer look at the said offenders. There is, indeed, a layer of chalky smudge on them. Still, the situation requires some clarifying.
“You’re right, that’s very observant of you. But, Hannie, it’s really rather late...” The older boy looks sheepish.
“Heechul would make fun of me if he knew. And,” he frowns at a sudden revelation, “so would Kangin-ah. And Yesung as well.”
“Well-“
“And Shindong. And Hyukjae.” Shiwon can’t help but smile at the sullen tone. He pats the small of his friend’s back and assures him that behind all the fun-making there would still be appreciation towards the hard work. Upon seeing a smile starting to curl at the corners of Hankyung’s mouth, Shiwon decides that that’s exactly the amount of comfort his able to muster out at this hour. He gets up a bit clumsily, trying to ignore the protests of his recently injured knee that isn’t exactly happy about the squatting.
“Don’t stay up too late, hyung. Tomorrow’s another busy day.” Hankyung nods and Shiwon decides to give in to an urge that has been building up for a good ten minutes now.
“Hyung, I’m sorry, I really need to know one thing.” Hankyung looks at him quizzically.
“That’s not Heechul’s toothbrush, is it?” Hankyung laughs out loud and replies something in Chinese, clearly amused and possibly a little mischievous. To be quite truthful Shiwon doesn’t quite understand but decides that what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. With a ‘goodnight’ he leaves the room, carefully closing the door behind him.
Soon he finds himself once more mercifully underneath the covers, tired enough to not to care about having stepped on and tripped again because of Mr. Bunny.
Suddenly it hits him.
He still needs to go really bad.