Waking up on the Wrong Side of Bed
Waking up on the Wrong Side of Bed
Kyuhyun/Ryeowook
PG
You woke up one morning with a silent groan realizing you never moved an inch from the position you slept in last night. Great. Not just a stiff neck but a stiff body. And you winced in both pain and amusement as your joints clicked and locked and popped and you remind yourself not to sleep at the wrong side of the bed because you definitely woke up at the wrong side of the bed this time.
Breathe in. Breathe out. You calmed yourself before waltzing out of your room. This will be a very cranky day, You told yourself, massaging the bridge of your nose and wallowing in your misery completely forgetting about the most wonderful mystery in the world. Or in the dorm. Or for you, because Donghae definitely can pawn that.
Wookie-ah, Zhou Mi greeted you from the couch with an apologetic smile and you wondered for a second what that is for when a frowning Kyuhyun walked in with very heavy steps. And you looked lost momentarily not noticing Hyukjae standing behind you. So he’s grumpy today huh. Hyukjae whispered, and in which Sungmin replied with an exaggerated Veeeeerrrrryyy.
“Grumpy.” You said and Kyuhyun stared at you with a hurt expression. And this time you are not exaggerating when you say it’s a very hurt expression. You walked towards him, sighing inwardly because someone here beat you to being the cranky one. And he’s grumpy too. You’re just too kind to add to the very huge burden right now that is Cho Kyuhyun. You just bet Zhou Mi and Sungmin’s hair will fall out before the day ends but you love them so much you won’t add to it.
“Leave me alone.” Kyuhyun growled at you when you’re close to the couch he’s slumped at and something in your left eye twitched. You continued your steps and walked past him towards the little counter separating the kitchen from the living room. And you don’t have to look to know how Kyuhyun reacted when something soft hit you hard at the back of your head and a little gasp was heard clearly from Zhou Mi.
“Do you want breakfast?” Sungmin asked from the other side of the counter looking restless so early in the morning. Probably dealt with the very grumpy Kyuhyun earlier that morning too. “Can I have tea, hyung? And medicines for my very grumpy head, please.” You replied with a tired smile and Sungmin’s gaze softened patting your cheeks lightly before heading towards the cupboard.
Minutes later Zhou Mi appeared beside you with two tablets of paracetamol in his hands. Sungmin handed you the cup of tea while Hyukjae and Henry sat on the dining table whispering something while laughing but you could care less. Or maybe later you would. And just when you’re headache is at the peak of tormenting your poor brain, Kyuhyun turned the t.v on with almost full volume aggravating the poor condition of your mind, and there comes Sungmin shouting at the very grumpy magnae which is supposed to help but ended up making everything worse.
“He’s in the phase wherein he wants to kick everybody out but throws tantrums when everybody’s out.” Hyujkae said walking towards the counter and sitting beside you.
“No. He’s in the phase wherein he wants everyone’s attention and wants them to pamper him.” Zhou Mi whispered from your other side and you couldn’t help but agree.
“No, not really.” Sungmin said walking back to his place on the other side of the bar leaning towards the semi circle formed on the other side. “He’s already in the phase wherein he keeps quiet and sulks in a corner waiting for a certain person to come and pamper him like the spoiled magnae that he is.” Sungmin said smiling down at you.
“Hey.” Henry said sitting on the counter beside Sungmin. “I’m the magnae here.” He continued and you couldn’t help but laugh. The others followed suit and a minute later a door from the bedroom corridors closed with a loud bang. Sungmin and Hyukjae laughed like two naughty kids playing tricks on an old grumpy man.
You sighed and drank the medicines Zhou Mi gave you before sighing again and finally standing up with a pat on both your shoulders from Hyukjae and Sungmin. “You don’t need a key right?” Henry called out and you just smiled at them before trudging towards the farthest room on the corridor. Your room to be exact.
You opened the door slightly not wanting any kind of noise because your headache got the best out of your nociceptors, and you stared at the man, or right now, kid, sitting cross-legged on your freshly-made bed.
“Let me guess, you lost last night in your game?” You whispered and he raised a cold eyebrow at you. As if. He whispered as you sat at the foot of the bed.
“You fell off the bed this morning?” You said massaging the back of your neck and he just stared at you.
“Hot water ran out and your shower turned cold? Zhou Mi burned your pink scarf? Or is it your khaki pants? Henry spoke too much English your nose bled? You lost to Hyukjae in a moonwalk battle? Sungmin sang sad old Korean songs all night?” You said feeling your voice weaken in every guess and the frown on Kyuhyun’s face looking more amused every second.
“No, no, no, no, no, and no.” He told you and you wonder why you had to force your eyes to open when you have been staring at him all along. And why you have to push yourself up when you were just sitting in front of him a while ago. “Hey, are you okay?” You heard him ask and cold hands touched your forehead. You tried not to shiver but there’s no helping the chills that ran down your whole body and you started to shake.
“Im fine. I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” You told him with a soft smile and you heard some scrambling on your sheets. You wonder why again you can’t see what’s happening. “You’re burning. Tsk.” He told you and you again shivered when he touched the skin of your neck.
“Stop touching me! It’s cold…” You whined and you can feel yourself being lifted off the bed and was placed back a few seconds later.
“Kyuhyun-ah. Why are you mad this time?” You whispered, slowly opening your tired eyes squinting, looking for him. Then you can feel the side of the bed dip. Something cold touched your forehead and you winced pulling away quickly but regretted it that moment because your surroundings spun around you forcing your eyes shut again. Shit 39.8 fuck. You heard him whisper and scrambled out of the room. And then you're out. Maybe you fell asleep. Or not.
There’s this comforting feeling grazing your head and it makes your terrible headache go away. You snuggled close to your pillow and noted how warm your pillow is. You can’t be drooling on them now, can you? “Ryeowook” You heard someone whisper from above you and you thought it sounded like Kyuhyun. When you opened your eyes, it really is Kyuhyun.
“Kyuhyun-ah.” You smiled a very tired smile at him “Are you still mad and now mad because I made you take care of me?” You asked and he placed a hand on top of your eyes. And now you realized that your head is resting on his thighs, his other hand massaging lightly the scalp of your head.
“Can’t you just sleep? I liked you more when you’re asleep…. Well not really.” He murmured and you wished he’s not covering your eyes so you can see the expression he’s wearing at the moment.
“But I love sleep.” You told him, yawning.
“Yeah. I know you do. You ditched me last night and went to sleep.” He told you and you don’t need to see because you can hear the pout in his voice.
“I did?”
“Positive.”
“oh… I did.” You admitted, biting your lower lip as he continues to massage your head.
“Definitely.” He said with a huff and you felt guilt pressing down on you.
“I’m sorry…” You whispered.
“I knew you will be.”
“How do I make up to it?” You said slowly and when he released your eyes, there’s a glint in his eyes that you’re not sure you’d like it, and you knew you definitely won’t when you saw the smirk on his lips.
“Viking?!” You shrieked and tried to get away from his grasp.
“What? It’s not scary. It’s just a huge swing, look? You like swings!” Kyuhyun said with his death grip on your wrist and the next thing, you’re being pulled into the terror of a very huge swing.
You stare at Hyukjae and Sungmin at the other side of the boat and you thought maybe it’s not that bad at all. They’re even eating popcorn while taking a selca.
“You’re enjoying this ride.” Kyuhyun said matter-of-factly and you turned to him with a smile.
“I love the wind.” You said as the cold wind ruffled your hair, the huge boat swinging back and forth slowly. You raised a hand to get rid of the stray fringe that blocked your view of Hyukjae and Sungmin and you smiled when Kyuhyun fixed your hair for you.
But you never thought you wouldn’t care about your hair, or the view of Hyukjae and Sungmin, or even the wind when the boat’s movement gradually increased and you feel like your whole body is featherweight and you’re being thrown away whenever the boat goes up and you feel like your insides are left on the air whenever the boat goes down.
You’re just sane enough to clung onto Kyuhyun tightly thinking that if the boat throws you away, you’d rather have Kyuhyun with you. You can make him gather all your insides when they really stayed afloat thin air. You cursed and screamed and cursed more when Kyuhyun took out his phone and took a photo of you clinging to him like a scared panda, you barely managed to sport a decent looking face. And you wonder what exactly are you doing?
오빠 믿어도 되지 OK?
a/n :
...... i don't even know what genre is this. help me?
and it's kinda kyulyn 's fault for showing me THIS gif ;A; click on your own risk, it had my insides turned upside down. lol
but seriously. i don't even know what im writing til im already done writing them and.... yeah :( ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
im crayji XD
Kyuhyun/Ryeowook
PG
You woke up one morning with a silent groan realizing you never moved an inch from the position you slept in last night. Great. Not just a stiff neck but a stiff body. And you winced in both pain and amusement as your joints clicked and locked and popped and you remind yourself not to sleep at the wrong side of the bed because you definitely woke up at the wrong side of the bed this time.
Breathe in. Breathe out. You calmed yourself before waltzing out of your room. This will be a very cranky day, You told yourself, massaging the bridge of your nose and wallowing in your misery completely forgetting about the most wonderful mystery in the world. Or in the dorm. Or for you, because Donghae definitely can pawn that.
Wookie-ah, Zhou Mi greeted you from the couch with an apologetic smile and you wondered for a second what that is for when a frowning Kyuhyun walked in with very heavy steps. And you looked lost momentarily not noticing Hyukjae standing behind you. So he’s grumpy today huh. Hyukjae whispered, and in which Sungmin replied with an exaggerated Veeeeerrrrryyy.
“Grumpy.” You said and Kyuhyun stared at you with a hurt expression. And this time you are not exaggerating when you say it’s a very hurt expression. You walked towards him, sighing inwardly because someone here beat you to being the cranky one. And he’s grumpy too. You’re just too kind to add to the very huge burden right now that is Cho Kyuhyun. You just bet Zhou Mi and Sungmin’s hair will fall out before the day ends but you love them so much you won’t add to it.
“Leave me alone.” Kyuhyun growled at you when you’re close to the couch he’s slumped at and something in your left eye twitched. You continued your steps and walked past him towards the little counter separating the kitchen from the living room. And you don’t have to look to know how Kyuhyun reacted when something soft hit you hard at the back of your head and a little gasp was heard clearly from Zhou Mi.
“Do you want breakfast?” Sungmin asked from the other side of the counter looking restless so early in the morning. Probably dealt with the very grumpy Kyuhyun earlier that morning too. “Can I have tea, hyung? And medicines for my very grumpy head, please.” You replied with a tired smile and Sungmin’s gaze softened patting your cheeks lightly before heading towards the cupboard.
Minutes later Zhou Mi appeared beside you with two tablets of paracetamol in his hands. Sungmin handed you the cup of tea while Hyukjae and Henry sat on the dining table whispering something while laughing but you could care less. Or maybe later you would. And just when you’re headache is at the peak of tormenting your poor brain, Kyuhyun turned the t.v on with almost full volume aggravating the poor condition of your mind, and there comes Sungmin shouting at the very grumpy magnae which is supposed to help but ended up making everything worse.
“He’s in the phase wherein he wants to kick everybody out but throws tantrums when everybody’s out.” Hyujkae said walking towards the counter and sitting beside you.
“No. He’s in the phase wherein he wants everyone’s attention and wants them to pamper him.” Zhou Mi whispered from your other side and you couldn’t help but agree.
“No, not really.” Sungmin said walking back to his place on the other side of the bar leaning towards the semi circle formed on the other side. “He’s already in the phase wherein he keeps quiet and sulks in a corner waiting for a certain person to come and pamper him like the spoiled magnae that he is.” Sungmin said smiling down at you.
“Hey.” Henry said sitting on the counter beside Sungmin. “I’m the magnae here.” He continued and you couldn’t help but laugh. The others followed suit and a minute later a door from the bedroom corridors closed with a loud bang. Sungmin and Hyukjae laughed like two naughty kids playing tricks on an old grumpy man.
You sighed and drank the medicines Zhou Mi gave you before sighing again and finally standing up with a pat on both your shoulders from Hyukjae and Sungmin. “You don’t need a key right?” Henry called out and you just smiled at them before trudging towards the farthest room on the corridor. Your room to be exact.
You opened the door slightly not wanting any kind of noise because your headache got the best out of your nociceptors, and you stared at the man, or right now, kid, sitting cross-legged on your freshly-made bed.
“Let me guess, you lost last night in your game?” You whispered and he raised a cold eyebrow at you. As if. He whispered as you sat at the foot of the bed.
“You fell off the bed this morning?” You said massaging the back of your neck and he just stared at you.
“Hot water ran out and your shower turned cold? Zhou Mi burned your pink scarf? Or is it your khaki pants? Henry spoke too much English your nose bled? You lost to Hyukjae in a moonwalk battle? Sungmin sang sad old Korean songs all night?” You said feeling your voice weaken in every guess and the frown on Kyuhyun’s face looking more amused every second.
“No, no, no, no, no, and no.” He told you and you wonder why you had to force your eyes to open when you have been staring at him all along. And why you have to push yourself up when you were just sitting in front of him a while ago. “Hey, are you okay?” You heard him ask and cold hands touched your forehead. You tried not to shiver but there’s no helping the chills that ran down your whole body and you started to shake.
“Im fine. I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” You told him with a soft smile and you heard some scrambling on your sheets. You wonder why again you can’t see what’s happening. “You’re burning. Tsk.” He told you and you again shivered when he touched the skin of your neck.
“Stop touching me! It’s cold…” You whined and you can feel yourself being lifted off the bed and was placed back a few seconds later.
“Kyuhyun-ah. Why are you mad this time?” You whispered, slowly opening your tired eyes squinting, looking for him. Then you can feel the side of the bed dip. Something cold touched your forehead and you winced pulling away quickly but regretted it that moment because your surroundings spun around you forcing your eyes shut again. Shit 39.8 fuck. You heard him whisper and scrambled out of the room. And then you're out. Maybe you fell asleep. Or not.
There’s this comforting feeling grazing your head and it makes your terrible headache go away. You snuggled close to your pillow and noted how warm your pillow is. You can’t be drooling on them now, can you? “Ryeowook” You heard someone whisper from above you and you thought it sounded like Kyuhyun. When you opened your eyes, it really is Kyuhyun.
“Kyuhyun-ah.” You smiled a very tired smile at him “Are you still mad and now mad because I made you take care of me?” You asked and he placed a hand on top of your eyes. And now you realized that your head is resting on his thighs, his other hand massaging lightly the scalp of your head.
“Can’t you just sleep? I liked you more when you’re asleep…. Well not really.” He murmured and you wished he’s not covering your eyes so you can see the expression he’s wearing at the moment.
“But I love sleep.” You told him, yawning.
“Yeah. I know you do. You ditched me last night and went to sleep.” He told you and you don’t need to see because you can hear the pout in his voice.
“I did?”
“Positive.”
“oh… I did.” You admitted, biting your lower lip as he continues to massage your head.
“Definitely.” He said with a huff and you felt guilt pressing down on you.
“I’m sorry…” You whispered.
“I knew you will be.”
“How do I make up to it?” You said slowly and when he released your eyes, there’s a glint in his eyes that you’re not sure you’d like it, and you knew you definitely won’t when you saw the smirk on his lips.
“Viking?!” You shrieked and tried to get away from his grasp.
“What? It’s not scary. It’s just a huge swing, look? You like swings!” Kyuhyun said with his death grip on your wrist and the next thing, you’re being pulled into the terror of a very huge swing.
You stare at Hyukjae and Sungmin at the other side of the boat and you thought maybe it’s not that bad at all. They’re even eating popcorn while taking a selca.
“You’re enjoying this ride.” Kyuhyun said matter-of-factly and you turned to him with a smile.
“I love the wind.” You said as the cold wind ruffled your hair, the huge boat swinging back and forth slowly. You raised a hand to get rid of the stray fringe that blocked your view of Hyukjae and Sungmin and you smiled when Kyuhyun fixed your hair for you.
But you never thought you wouldn’t care about your hair, or the view of Hyukjae and Sungmin, or even the wind when the boat’s movement gradually increased and you feel like your whole body is featherweight and you’re being thrown away whenever the boat goes up and you feel like your insides are left on the air whenever the boat goes down.
You’re just sane enough to clung onto Kyuhyun tightly thinking that if the boat throws you away, you’d rather have Kyuhyun with you. You can make him gather all your insides when they really stayed afloat thin air. You cursed and screamed and cursed more when Kyuhyun took out his phone and took a photo of you clinging to him like a scared panda, you barely managed to sport a decent looking face. And you wonder what exactly are you doing?
오빠 믿어도 되지 OK?
a/n :
...... i don't even know what genre is this. help me?
and it's kinda kyulyn 's fault for showing me THIS gif ;A; click on your own risk, it had my insides turned upside down. lol
but seriously. i don't even know what im writing til im already done writing them and.... yeah :( ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
im crayji XD