100 SuJu Fic Challenge 012
012. Chains, Heechul x Kangin
Rating: G
Genre: Humor, tiny bit of crack, Fluff
Words: 792
"How much trouble will we get in?” Kangin whispered through the darkness.
Kangin could only hear Heechul’s normal volume reply, “Pfft, trouble? Eeteuk loves you, and you are the only guy that would get in his way if he wanted to hurt me.”
Kangin stopped feeling around for a light switch, “That’s not true!”
“What’s not? The Teukie loves you ‘til the end of time part, or the part where you are my knight in shining armor?”
Kangin really couldn’t figure out where he was in the dark and responded distractedly as his hands felt around the shelves again, “Uhm… both?”
“Da-yum,” Heechul whistled. “His closet is huge. You can’t find the switch either, can you?”
“Nope.”
“Well, Siwon most certainly isn’t a good knight when he acts more like a puppy. A very cute puppy, I might add,” Heechul explained, catching himself mid-trip over a pile of shoes. “And poor Teukie is suffering from ‘Oh. Es. Ell.’ syndrome.”
“What is ‘Oh. Es. Ell.’ supposed to mean?” Kangin was intrigued.
“‘One-Sided-Love’ syndrome,” Heechul chuckled. “It’s where a person buys tons of new clothes to grab the attention of the one he or she likes, in this case a ‘he’, and proposes jokingly at least once.”
Heechul shook his finger in Kangin’s general direction, “And don’t you forget he’s proposed to you at least twice this past week.”
Kangin rolled his eyes, “Heechul, that’s called fanservice. You know, what two guys do together on stage to get the girls to love them more? Similar to what you and Kyuhyun did at the MKMF awards.”
“You noticed that?” Heechul was impressed, then again, “But that’s beside the point. I don’t think Eeteuk got a new wardrobe for fanservice.”
“But his new wardrobe doesn’t really impress me.”
Heechul felt something very squishy and warm in front of him, “Ah, Kangin! There you are."
Heechul let Kangin pull him into an embrace. Heechul mumbled into his chest, “I didn’t say ‘impressed’ I said ‘grab attention of’.”
“Same thing.” Kangin let his chin rest on Heechul’s head.
He wrapped his arms around Kangin and felt along the wall, “Ah, here it is!”
Heechul flipped the switch and sudden white blinded them.
“Aish,” Kangin mumbled and covered his eyes.
“Ah, here,” Heechul shoved a large sweatshirt in Kangin’s arms, and took the pink one off of the hanger. He pushed aside other hangers holding pants, scarves and button up shirts. “Hmm, it looks like we’ll have to go to your closet for pants, Kangin, or maybe Shindong’s.”
“Okay,” Kangin made sure not to trip over the pile of shoes near the door as he stepped out first. “Wait, Heechul, make sure to-“
“Yeah, I know. Turn off the light.”
~~~
“Yo baby! Touch man!” Heechul made a horizontal ‘V’ sign in various members’ faces as he strutted around the apartment, heavy necklaces with large single ornaments decorating the chains dangling around his neck.
Kangin was not as overbearing as Heechul, but he still sported the heavy necklaces with a baseball cap placed sideways on his head. Both Heechul and Kangin wanted to act gangster like their favorite rap artists for a day. The red sweatshirt hung above Kangin’s knees, but the sweatshirt Heechul wore almost swallowed him whole. The baggy pants and shoes he had borrowed from Kangin’s closet barely viewable beneath the fabric.
“Yo, baby,” Kangin came up to Eeteuk who rolled his eyes and looked away blushing, but not without a bright smile. Kangin just called him ‘baby’. (*insert Eeteuk’s inner fangirl boy squee*)
And, yes, Kangin was bribed to do that. Heechul asked him to, really, for a kiss. Stupid bribes. Kangin warned Heechul that he was in for it if he saw Eeteuk crying in a corner later.
“Keeeeee! Bummmm!” Heechul called through the apartment. “Kibum! Where are you?”
“In here,” Kibum spoke softly, and yet Heechul heard it from the other room. He was reading a newspaper, but glanced over it when Heechul walked in holding the crotch of the pants.
“Yo, baby!” Heechul grinned and hiked up his pants to rest more along his mid-thigh than his knees.
Kibum sat, unheeding to his hyung’s presence.
“No touch, yo, man!” Heechul strutted across the room, holding on to the waist of his pants through the hooded sweatshirt. “What was the word for what I’m dressing up like?”
“Gangsta,” Kibum turned to the next page of his newspaper.
“Oh, yeah, that’s right,” Heechul smiled, and held up the ‘V’ sign sideways. “Yo, man. I’m Gannstaa.”
Kibum nodded absently as Heechul walked out to teach Kangin the new word, repeating it under his breath. “Gane. Staa. Ganne. Star. No. Ganng. Staa.”
“Kang! innn!” Heechul called through the apartment. “You look like a GANGSTA.”
Rating: G
Genre: Humor, tiny bit of crack, Fluff
Words: 792
"How much trouble will we get in?” Kangin whispered through the darkness.
Kangin could only hear Heechul’s normal volume reply, “Pfft, trouble? Eeteuk loves you, and you are the only guy that would get in his way if he wanted to hurt me.”
Kangin stopped feeling around for a light switch, “That’s not true!”
“What’s not? The Teukie loves you ‘til the end of time part, or the part where you are my knight in shining armor?”
Kangin really couldn’t figure out where he was in the dark and responded distractedly as his hands felt around the shelves again, “Uhm… both?”
“Da-yum,” Heechul whistled. “His closet is huge. You can’t find the switch either, can you?”
“Nope.”
“Well, Siwon most certainly isn’t a good knight when he acts more like a puppy. A very cute puppy, I might add,” Heechul explained, catching himself mid-trip over a pile of shoes. “And poor Teukie is suffering from ‘Oh. Es. Ell.’ syndrome.”
“What is ‘Oh. Es. Ell.’ supposed to mean?” Kangin was intrigued.
“‘One-Sided-Love’ syndrome,” Heechul chuckled. “It’s where a person buys tons of new clothes to grab the attention of the one he or she likes, in this case a ‘he’, and proposes jokingly at least once.”
Heechul shook his finger in Kangin’s general direction, “And don’t you forget he’s proposed to you at least twice this past week.”
Kangin rolled his eyes, “Heechul, that’s called fanservice. You know, what two guys do together on stage to get the girls to love them more? Similar to what you and Kyuhyun did at the MKMF awards.”
“You noticed that?” Heechul was impressed, then again, “But that’s beside the point. I don’t think Eeteuk got a new wardrobe for fanservice.”
“But his new wardrobe doesn’t really impress me.”
Heechul felt something very squishy and warm in front of him, “Ah, Kangin! There you are."
Heechul let Kangin pull him into an embrace. Heechul mumbled into his chest, “I didn’t say ‘impressed’ I said ‘grab attention of’.”
“Same thing.” Kangin let his chin rest on Heechul’s head.
He wrapped his arms around Kangin and felt along the wall, “Ah, here it is!”
Heechul flipped the switch and sudden white blinded them.
“Aish,” Kangin mumbled and covered his eyes.
“Ah, here,” Heechul shoved a large sweatshirt in Kangin’s arms, and took the pink one off of the hanger. He pushed aside other hangers holding pants, scarves and button up shirts. “Hmm, it looks like we’ll have to go to your closet for pants, Kangin, or maybe Shindong’s.”
“Okay,” Kangin made sure not to trip over the pile of shoes near the door as he stepped out first. “Wait, Heechul, make sure to-“
“Yeah, I know. Turn off the light.”
~~~
“Yo baby! Touch man!” Heechul made a horizontal ‘V’ sign in various members’ faces as he strutted around the apartment, heavy necklaces with large single ornaments decorating the chains dangling around his neck.
Kangin was not as overbearing as Heechul, but he still sported the heavy necklaces with a baseball cap placed sideways on his head. Both Heechul and Kangin wanted to act gangster like their favorite rap artists for a day. The red sweatshirt hung above Kangin’s knees, but the sweatshirt Heechul wore almost swallowed him whole. The baggy pants and shoes he had borrowed from Kangin’s closet barely viewable beneath the fabric.
“Yo, baby,” Kangin came up to Eeteuk who rolled his eyes and looked away blushing, but not without a bright smile. Kangin just called him ‘baby’. (*insert Eeteuk’s inner fangirl boy squee*)
And, yes, Kangin was bribed to do that. Heechul asked him to, really, for a kiss. Stupid bribes. Kangin warned Heechul that he was in for it if he saw Eeteuk crying in a corner later.
“Keeeeee! Bummmm!” Heechul called through the apartment. “Kibum! Where are you?”
“In here,” Kibum spoke softly, and yet Heechul heard it from the other room. He was reading a newspaper, but glanced over it when Heechul walked in holding the crotch of the pants.
“Yo, baby!” Heechul grinned and hiked up his pants to rest more along his mid-thigh than his knees.
Kibum sat, unheeding to his hyung’s presence.
“No touch, yo, man!” Heechul strutted across the room, holding on to the waist of his pants through the hooded sweatshirt. “What was the word for what I’m dressing up like?”
“Gangsta,” Kibum turned to the next page of his newspaper.
“Oh, yeah, that’s right,” Heechul smiled, and held up the ‘V’ sign sideways. “Yo, man. I’m Gannstaa.”
Kibum nodded absently as Heechul walked out to teach Kangin the new word, repeating it under his breath. “Gane. Staa. Ganne. Star. No. Ganng. Staa.”
“Kang! innn!” Heechul called through the apartment. “You look like a GANGSTA.”