School of the Hopeless Ch. 1 (033. Flirt, Yesung/Kibum)
Title: School of the Hopeless Ch. 1: Good Intentions
Pairing: Yesung/Kibum (YehWook, KiHae)
Prompt: Flirt
Challenge 033/100
Completed 006/100
Rated PG
[Part 1] [ Part 2]
"Kibum?"
Kibum looked up from his reading to find a nervous Yesung shuffling his feet at the door. He looked uncomfortable, like he really didn't want to be there.
"What's wrong hyung?"
Yesung seemed to make up his resolve as he went and sat on the edge of Kibum's bed facing the younger.
"I need you to teach me how to flirt."
His eyes had hardened but his voice still broke at the end. Kibum only regarded the older boy, his eyes slightly wider. Yesung was always one of the quieter ones, preferring to listen to music in his room with his turtle than go out drinking. An epiphany struck Kibum, making him smile wide.
"Finally confessing to Wookie, hyung?"
Yesung's entire body seemed to stutter at that and he had to hold onto the edge of the bed so he wouldn't fall. His eyes widened dramatically before closing up, seeming indifferent. However, there was still a quiver in his voice.
"W-what makes you say that?"
Kibum smiled further as he put his book on the bed stand.
"Apart from the fact that you seem to blush every time there's skin ship between the two of you, or when he left with Super Junior M you stayed moping in your room with Little Sweet Potato all day, or how after Henry and Ryeowook became a 'couple' you hated anything related to violins, or could it be that--"
"Alright! Alright! You've made your point."
Yesung felt even his toes heating up after Kibum had finished. He didn't think that he was that obvious.
"...So, will you help me?"
"If it gets you two to stop being stupid and actually do something then I'm more than willing to help. Hae and I are sick of watching you guys dance around each other."
Yesung face palmed himself. "Donghae knows too?"
"Hyung, I think the only person that didn't know was Ryeowook. He is the eternal magnae after all."
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"Okay, first thing is first. Ryeowook is shy, he won't make the first move unless he's sure of you. So that means that you'll have to be the one that's coming on strongly to him."
Yesung's eyes widened at that. He wasn't assertive in any way, at all. Kibum seemed to sense his hesitance.
"Don't worry hyung, you forget who's teaching you here. How do you think I got Hae, the ever innocently ignorant Hae Fishy, to realize that I liked him? You're in good hands Sungie."
Yesung looked skeptical but it seemed true enough.
"Fine, I'm putting my trust in you."
"When are you planning to unleash all this on our little Wookie?"
"I was hoping when the members came back from China."
"So next week? Not that much time but we can make this happen. You just have to remember to trust me, don't question my methods, and pay attention cause I hate repeating things."
Yesung bowed to the younger man. "Yes master."
Less than two minutes later Yesung was on his way to the exit.
"Kibum, you are fucking crazy if you think I'm doing anything of the sort. I'll think of something on my own, this is just...stupid."
Kibum pulled Yesung back before he could leave the dorm. Lucky the other members had schedules or the would surely question this scene.
"Damnit, you said you wouldn't question my methods! Just listen for one minute. When the hell did you get strong?!?"
Yesung finally stopped resisting and faced Kibum.
"One: I work out thank you very much. Two: I am not going to practice on you. That's beyond weird and I would rather like to not get castrated by Donghae when he returns."
"Okay, I'm not cheating on him. I'm trying to help and I think he'd approve since he's been saying that you and Ryeowook are idiots for not doing something."
"Fine, what did you want me to do?" A resigned Yesung led Kibum back to the younger's room, afraid of what would happen in the rest of the group were to talk in to see them having these lessons in the living room.
Teukie-umma would skin me alive. Kangin would get drunk and tell Heechul, Heechul would tell Donghae when he returned, and I'd never hope of having children again.
---
It was five days into lessons and Kibum had to admit that Yesung caught on quickly. Not to mention he could get his voice to drop extremely low and turn raspy, something that Kibum had perfected only after years of practice and rejection.
Two more days before Super Junior-M would be back in Korea and there was only one final step for Yesung's lessons: a practice run.
"Now, we have to assume that Wookie might get a bit confused and timid if you start flirting with him, so I'm going to assume that role and you have to make this work okay? We have to prepare for any senario."
"Right."
Yesung looked determined as he sat on Donhae's bed, staring across at Kibum on his own bed. He slowly got up and made his way over to sit on Kibum's bed. Kibum, who had been pretending to do something, looked up slightly alarmed. Yesung sat on the edge and heard a creak, but he supposed it was only the bed.
"Hey, did I ever tell you how stunning you look in this light?"
Kibum played the shy card perfectly, his confused doe eyes looking at Yesung's perched form.
"W-what are you saying hyung?"
Yesung smirked slowly, making his eyes smoulder and giving him an aura of mischeif.
"I think you're really beautiful, my darling dongsaeng."
He reached a hand out to put a lock of Kibum's hair behind his ear and was leaning foward before the door slammed open. Yesung jumped and scooted away from Kibum quickly. Kibum, startled from the crash, smacked his head on the head board and was rubbing at the sore spot when he saw something horrible.
Donghae was standing at the door his eyes filled with confusion, hurt, and fury his suitcase dropped next to him. Standing behind him was Ryeowook, shock extruding through every orafice and a glazed look in his eyes. Kibum felt his thoat go dry and close up, his heart clenching painfully at seeing Donghae looking so angry, humiliated, lost.
Yesung realized how that must have all sounded, how the picture must have looked. The door had creaked open, and he thought it had been the bed. They had seen it all. He then noticed that the glazed look in Ryeowook's eyes were tears as one slowly slid down the younger boy's cheek.
"T-this is not what it looks like."
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Worry not, there is a part 2 to this [maybe even part 3 :D]
Pairing: Yesung/Kibum (YehWook, KiHae)
Prompt: Flirt
Challenge 033/100
Completed 006/100
Rated PG
[Part 1] [ Part 2]
"Kibum?"
Kibum looked up from his reading to find a nervous Yesung shuffling his feet at the door. He looked uncomfortable, like he really didn't want to be there.
"What's wrong hyung?"
Yesung seemed to make up his resolve as he went and sat on the edge of Kibum's bed facing the younger.
"I need you to teach me how to flirt."
His eyes had hardened but his voice still broke at the end. Kibum only regarded the older boy, his eyes slightly wider. Yesung was always one of the quieter ones, preferring to listen to music in his room with his turtle than go out drinking. An epiphany struck Kibum, making him smile wide.
"Finally confessing to Wookie, hyung?"
Yesung's entire body seemed to stutter at that and he had to hold onto the edge of the bed so he wouldn't fall. His eyes widened dramatically before closing up, seeming indifferent. However, there was still a quiver in his voice.
"W-what makes you say that?"
Kibum smiled further as he put his book on the bed stand.
"Apart from the fact that you seem to blush every time there's skin ship between the two of you, or when he left with Super Junior M you stayed moping in your room with Little Sweet Potato all day, or how after Henry and Ryeowook became a 'couple' you hated anything related to violins, or could it be that--"
"Alright! Alright! You've made your point."
Yesung felt even his toes heating up after Kibum had finished. He didn't think that he was that obvious.
"...So, will you help me?"
"If it gets you two to stop being stupid and actually do something then I'm more than willing to help. Hae and I are sick of watching you guys dance around each other."
Yesung face palmed himself. "Donghae knows too?"
"Hyung, I think the only person that didn't know was Ryeowook. He is the eternal magnae after all."
---
"Okay, first thing is first. Ryeowook is shy, he won't make the first move unless he's sure of you. So that means that you'll have to be the one that's coming on strongly to him."
Yesung's eyes widened at that. He wasn't assertive in any way, at all. Kibum seemed to sense his hesitance.
"Don't worry hyung, you forget who's teaching you here. How do you think I got Hae, the ever innocently ignorant Hae Fishy, to realize that I liked him? You're in good hands Sungie."
Yesung looked skeptical but it seemed true enough.
"Fine, I'm putting my trust in you."
"When are you planning to unleash all this on our little Wookie?"
"I was hoping when the members came back from China."
"So next week? Not that much time but we can make this happen. You just have to remember to trust me, don't question my methods, and pay attention cause I hate repeating things."
Yesung bowed to the younger man. "Yes master."
Less than two minutes later Yesung was on his way to the exit.
"Kibum, you are fucking crazy if you think I'm doing anything of the sort. I'll think of something on my own, this is just...stupid."
Kibum pulled Yesung back before he could leave the dorm. Lucky the other members had schedules or the would surely question this scene.
"Damnit, you said you wouldn't question my methods! Just listen for one minute. When the hell did you get strong?!?"
Yesung finally stopped resisting and faced Kibum.
"One: I work out thank you very much. Two: I am not going to practice on you. That's beyond weird and I would rather like to not get castrated by Donghae when he returns."
"Okay, I'm not cheating on him. I'm trying to help and I think he'd approve since he's been saying that you and Ryeowook are idiots for not doing something."
"Fine, what did you want me to do?" A resigned Yesung led Kibum back to the younger's room, afraid of what would happen in the rest of the group were to talk in to see them having these lessons in the living room.
Teukie-umma would skin me alive. Kangin would get drunk and tell Heechul, Heechul would tell Donghae when he returned, and I'd never hope of having children again.
---
It was five days into lessons and Kibum had to admit that Yesung caught on quickly. Not to mention he could get his voice to drop extremely low and turn raspy, something that Kibum had perfected only after years of practice and rejection.
Two more days before Super Junior-M would be back in Korea and there was only one final step for Yesung's lessons: a practice run.
"Now, we have to assume that Wookie might get a bit confused and timid if you start flirting with him, so I'm going to assume that role and you have to make this work okay? We have to prepare for any senario."
"Right."
Yesung looked determined as he sat on Donhae's bed, staring across at Kibum on his own bed. He slowly got up and made his way over to sit on Kibum's bed. Kibum, who had been pretending to do something, looked up slightly alarmed. Yesung sat on the edge and heard a creak, but he supposed it was only the bed.
"Hey, did I ever tell you how stunning you look in this light?"
Kibum played the shy card perfectly, his confused doe eyes looking at Yesung's perched form.
"W-what are you saying hyung?"
Yesung smirked slowly, making his eyes smoulder and giving him an aura of mischeif.
"I think you're really beautiful, my darling dongsaeng."
He reached a hand out to put a lock of Kibum's hair behind his ear and was leaning foward before the door slammed open. Yesung jumped and scooted away from Kibum quickly. Kibum, startled from the crash, smacked his head on the head board and was rubbing at the sore spot when he saw something horrible.
Donghae was standing at the door his eyes filled with confusion, hurt, and fury his suitcase dropped next to him. Standing behind him was Ryeowook, shock extruding through every orafice and a glazed look in his eyes. Kibum felt his thoat go dry and close up, his heart clenching painfully at seeing Donghae looking so angry, humiliated, lost.
Yesung realized how that must have all sounded, how the picture must have looked. The door had creaked open, and he thought it had been the bed. They had seen it all. He then noticed that the glazed look in Ryeowook's eyes were tears as one slowly slid down the younger boy's cheek.
"T-this is not what it looks like."
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Worry not, there is a part 2 to this [maybe even part 3 :D]