How People Fall in Love
How People Fall in Love | Heechul/Ryeowook
PG | Crack, Fluff (?)
He was pretty known for his words, drunk or not they’re all the same. He would talk without thinking first what he’s about to say and people like that are usually deemed idiots, making a fool out of themselves. But he’s different. He speaks without thinking but his ability to back his words up with something witty pushed him out of the idiot level.
The only thing he regrets in the past, getting drunk, is when he promised not to buy an iphone. Sure, it’s not a big deal, if h reallye buys one, what could everyone do? But it’s not just declaring he won’t ever buy one. His friends, or supposed to be friends, recorded it and showed it to the world. It shouldn’t have mattered either. The world knew he was drunk. So the next month, he bought an iphone, and he carries it with him wherever. It would buzz in his pocket, a little thing mocking him, a simple reminder not to make promises when he’s drunk. Or just to keep his thoughts to himself. Or, just keep his mouth shut.
“Ryeowook. You know that I love you right?” He whispered, leaning towards his right to rest his head on Ryeowook’s shoulder before chuckling, wondering how he ended up on the younger’s lap.
It’s not like he’s never told anyone, or his members, close friends, or relatives that he loves them when he’s drunk. He’s a rather affectionate person, and he says it with all the feelings bottled up inside him. He doesn’t go screaming and lap hopping proclaiming his love for everyone, or for anyone’s lap he’s on.
So the next day, he doesn’t know why Ryeowook is avoiding him. Yes, Ryeowook was the apple of his drunken eye the night before, and he may have been not too subtle with the cuddling and nuzzling, not that he would admit it, but it’s not the first time he told Ryeowook he loves him (maybe minus the cuddling).
When he entered the kitchen for breakfast, Ryeowook took his plates on the sink declaring he’s don’t before waltzing towards his room. Heechul called for Ryeowook an hour after asking him where his boxers are, and minutes later, Heebum came in with a pair of boxers tied around his neck.
“Ryeowookie, you know I love you right?” He asked, cornering Ryeowook in his room and locking the door of the younger’s room so he wouldn’t try and escape. He had enough and he just needed to know the reason for his new found attitude.
“I know Heechul Hyung.” Ryeowook said, shoulder tense and eyes focused on the drama he’s been watching before Heechul barged in.
Heechul frowned, waiting for something more to slip from Ryeowook’s lips but heard nothing. Usually, Ryeowook would answer him, I love you as well, hyung. And clearly, usually isn’t today. Instead, he heard something new which almost had all his newly dyed hair falling. Had he slipped?
“But I don’t love you that way, hyung.” Ryeowook told him, eyes downcast, nibbling on his lower lip.
“Is that why you’re avoiding me?” He asked with a small voice he didn’t recognize coming from himself. “ I never knew you’re this kind of person.” He continued, and Ryeowook’s hurt eyes turned abruptly towards him.
“Hyung, what do you mean by that? I just… I thought it would be awkward.” He whispered, now on his toes taking hesitant steps towards Heechul.
“But you shouldn’t do that. You knew I love you, and then you’re avoiding me. Were you this selfish? You haven’t thought of what I would feel. When the person you love suddenly stops talking to you, how would you feel?” Heechul said with a cold voice, more than what he intended to.
“But hyung… What if we don’t feel the same?” The younger asked him sitting on the floor beside the chair Heechul was on.
“That’s not how it goes. When someone loves you, you should feel the happiest. Be thankful, and appreciate it. You do not avoid them, and make them feel that loving you is a bad thing.” Heechul sighed. “You should return their love back, instead. In your own way.”
“But that’s not it either, Hyung.” Ryeowook said with a frown. “You don’t just fall in love with everyone who fell in love with you. That’s not how people fall in love. Some doesn’t feel it right away, some just know it. Some wouldn’t admit it, and some just let themselves fall. You don’t plan it, saying ‘he loves me, so I love him too’. That’s not it hyung.”
Heechul stared at him for a while before asking. “What drama are you watching now?” and Ryeowook’s cheeks flushed, babbling about what good things he learned about his dramas, and insisting Heechul should watch more often too.
“But really, Ryeowook. When are you planning to fall in love with me?” He asked and received a rather loud lecture about how love is pure and how it just happens. So Heechul bent down and cupped the younger’s face, pressing his lips to Ryeowook’s own.
“I’ll be waiting… outside.” Heechul told him as he stood up.
And in Ryeowook’s mind he can feel his heart teasing his brain, saying, it just happens.
There are loud barking laughter and cheering when he stepped on the living room, the whole of Super Junior members gathered and rather scattered on the floor, staring up at something on the T.V. He took the empty space on the couch beside Kyuhyun and focused on what’s left in the show they started watching without him.
The film is a bit dark and for a while he thought it was a horror film, but then they won’t be laughing if it is. Then he saw someone who really resembles him, leaning quite close, in fact too close for comfort, to a smaller male at the end of a couch. Flirt, he said in his mind watching at how the guy’s arms wrapped around the smaller one’s waist.
He turned towards Kyuhyun and asked, “Are we watching porn?”
Kyuhyun stared at him, shocked for a second before a smirk tugged on his lips. “Close” He said, and pointed towards the screen.
When he turned, he saw the man pulling the smaller one’s head towards his, almost eating his lips as they made out. “Ryeowook, you know I love you right?” The man on the screen said, and he gaped like a fish out of its tank realizing it was himself he was watching.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” The Heechul on the screen said then laughter and cheers erupted from both the TV and the guys sprawled on the floor.
“Im pretty sure I have a rather toned chest. But I don’t have boobs.” Ryeowook appeared behind him, hand awkwardly placed on his own chest as if he’s afraid breasts would suddenly pop out of it.
They watched as Heechul scrambled towards the video camera connected to the LCD screen, snatching the SD card and muttering about how the world would end and he would feed the memory card to the elephants. Leeteuk told them he has a copy of the whole video, and half of the crowd lurched towards Heechul when he made a move towards Leeteuk’s room.
Ryeowook leaned towards Kyuhyun who was still on the couch, whispering “Tell Teukie hyung I want a copy of the whole thing.” And Kyuhyun flashed him a toothy grin.
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In the end, it's enough that you yourself know what words you wanted to say
even when you keep quiet.
- Zhou Mi
a/n : idk what this is. maybe i just miss heechul too much. maybe i just miss writing thus, this nonsense fic came to life.
or maybe because i was drunk tweeting last night... i think.. oh well. i miss my otp ok.
go visit heewook_himnae tho i'm sorry for not updating the community D: should i write drabbles everyday. lmao kidding n___n
PG | Crack, Fluff (?)
He was pretty known for his words, drunk or not they’re all the same. He would talk without thinking first what he’s about to say and people like that are usually deemed idiots, making a fool out of themselves. But he’s different. He speaks without thinking but his ability to back his words up with something witty pushed him out of the idiot level.
The only thing he regrets in the past, getting drunk, is when he promised not to buy an iphone. Sure, it’s not a big deal, if h reallye buys one, what could everyone do? But it’s not just declaring he won’t ever buy one. His friends, or supposed to be friends, recorded it and showed it to the world. It shouldn’t have mattered either. The world knew he was drunk. So the next month, he bought an iphone, and he carries it with him wherever. It would buzz in his pocket, a little thing mocking him, a simple reminder not to make promises when he’s drunk. Or just to keep his thoughts to himself. Or, just keep his mouth shut.
“Ryeowook. You know that I love you right?” He whispered, leaning towards his right to rest his head on Ryeowook’s shoulder before chuckling, wondering how he ended up on the younger’s lap.
It’s not like he’s never told anyone, or his members, close friends, or relatives that he loves them when he’s drunk. He’s a rather affectionate person, and he says it with all the feelings bottled up inside him. He doesn’t go screaming and lap hopping proclaiming his love for everyone, or for anyone’s lap he’s on.
So the next day, he doesn’t know why Ryeowook is avoiding him. Yes, Ryeowook was the apple of his drunken eye the night before, and he may have been not too subtle with the cuddling and nuzzling, not that he would admit it, but it’s not the first time he told Ryeowook he loves him (maybe minus the cuddling).
When he entered the kitchen for breakfast, Ryeowook took his plates on the sink declaring he’s don’t before waltzing towards his room. Heechul called for Ryeowook an hour after asking him where his boxers are, and minutes later, Heebum came in with a pair of boxers tied around his neck.
“Ryeowookie, you know I love you right?” He asked, cornering Ryeowook in his room and locking the door of the younger’s room so he wouldn’t try and escape. He had enough and he just needed to know the reason for his new found attitude.
“I know Heechul Hyung.” Ryeowook said, shoulder tense and eyes focused on the drama he’s been watching before Heechul barged in.
Heechul frowned, waiting for something more to slip from Ryeowook’s lips but heard nothing. Usually, Ryeowook would answer him, I love you as well, hyung. And clearly, usually isn’t today. Instead, he heard something new which almost had all his newly dyed hair falling. Had he slipped?
“But I don’t love you that way, hyung.” Ryeowook told him, eyes downcast, nibbling on his lower lip.
“Is that why you’re avoiding me?” He asked with a small voice he didn’t recognize coming from himself. “ I never knew you’re this kind of person.” He continued, and Ryeowook’s hurt eyes turned abruptly towards him.
“Hyung, what do you mean by that? I just… I thought it would be awkward.” He whispered, now on his toes taking hesitant steps towards Heechul.
“But you shouldn’t do that. You knew I love you, and then you’re avoiding me. Were you this selfish? You haven’t thought of what I would feel. When the person you love suddenly stops talking to you, how would you feel?” Heechul said with a cold voice, more than what he intended to.
“But hyung… What if we don’t feel the same?” The younger asked him sitting on the floor beside the chair Heechul was on.
“That’s not how it goes. When someone loves you, you should feel the happiest. Be thankful, and appreciate it. You do not avoid them, and make them feel that loving you is a bad thing.” Heechul sighed. “You should return their love back, instead. In your own way.”
“But that’s not it either, Hyung.” Ryeowook said with a frown. “You don’t just fall in love with everyone who fell in love with you. That’s not how people fall in love. Some doesn’t feel it right away, some just know it. Some wouldn’t admit it, and some just let themselves fall. You don’t plan it, saying ‘he loves me, so I love him too’. That’s not it hyung.”
Heechul stared at him for a while before asking. “What drama are you watching now?” and Ryeowook’s cheeks flushed, babbling about what good things he learned about his dramas, and insisting Heechul should watch more often too.
“But really, Ryeowook. When are you planning to fall in love with me?” He asked and received a rather loud lecture about how love is pure and how it just happens. So Heechul bent down and cupped the younger’s face, pressing his lips to Ryeowook’s own.
“I’ll be waiting… outside.” Heechul told him as he stood up.
And in Ryeowook’s mind he can feel his heart teasing his brain, saying, it just happens.
There are loud barking laughter and cheering when he stepped on the living room, the whole of Super Junior members gathered and rather scattered on the floor, staring up at something on the T.V. He took the empty space on the couch beside Kyuhyun and focused on what’s left in the show they started watching without him.
The film is a bit dark and for a while he thought it was a horror film, but then they won’t be laughing if it is. Then he saw someone who really resembles him, leaning quite close, in fact too close for comfort, to a smaller male at the end of a couch. Flirt, he said in his mind watching at how the guy’s arms wrapped around the smaller one’s waist.
He turned towards Kyuhyun and asked, “Are we watching porn?”
Kyuhyun stared at him, shocked for a second before a smirk tugged on his lips. “Close” He said, and pointed towards the screen.
When he turned, he saw the man pulling the smaller one’s head towards his, almost eating his lips as they made out. “Ryeowook, you know I love you right?” The man on the screen said, and he gaped like a fish out of its tank realizing it was himself he was watching.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” The Heechul on the screen said then laughter and cheers erupted from both the TV and the guys sprawled on the floor.
“Im pretty sure I have a rather toned chest. But I don’t have boobs.” Ryeowook appeared behind him, hand awkwardly placed on his own chest as if he’s afraid breasts would suddenly pop out of it.
They watched as Heechul scrambled towards the video camera connected to the LCD screen, snatching the SD card and muttering about how the world would end and he would feed the memory card to the elephants. Leeteuk told them he has a copy of the whole video, and half of the crowd lurched towards Heechul when he made a move towards Leeteuk’s room.
Ryeowook leaned towards Kyuhyun who was still on the couch, whispering “Tell Teukie hyung I want a copy of the whole thing.” And Kyuhyun flashed him a toothy grin.
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In the end, it's enough that you yourself know what words you wanted to say
even when you keep quiet.
- Zhou Mi
a/n : idk what this is. maybe i just miss heechul too much. maybe i just miss writing thus, this nonsense fic came to life.
or maybe because i was drunk tweeting last night... i think.. oh well. i miss my otp ok.
go visit heewook_himnae tho i'm sorry for not updating the community D: should i write drabbles everyday. lmao kidding n___n