There's a star for you
My 100 SuJu fic archive.
It’s rather loud in Super Junior dorm in this late hour, with music and shouts coming from there. The outside opposite the part inside, it’s rather quiet and dark.
Yesung wanders around not in a mood for getting blind drunk and embarrassing himself. After some unsuccessful searching that involves kitchen and Heechul’s cat (the small animal is just evil), bathroom and disturbing images of EunHae couple making out, Yesung finds Ryeowook on the balcony.
The balcony door is half open and tip toeing Yesung slips through the free space, an open bottle of beer in his right hand. Apparently, no matter how silent he had been, Ryeowook heard him coming in and spoke first, “Hyung, what are you doing out here?”
Ryeowook doesn’t turn his head, but continues to gaze upwards, towards the dark sky.
“I was searching for you.” come s blunt answer.
Yesung walks towards Ryeowook and stands beside him. For a second, Ryeowook’s gaze flicks over YeSung’s face.
“Why?”
“Just…I thought… actually I don’t know, just wanted to talk with you since there’s no one sober around.”
“Oh, that’s so, and then is there a reason why you have that beer?” Ryeowook points at the bottle in YeSung’s hand.
“Actually, I haven’t drunk from it since the moment I opened,” Yesung admits, shrugging shoulders.
Ryeowook smiles, lips curving upwards just the slightest. He moves towards YeSung’s body, adding, “It’s chilly out here.”
Out of instinct, Yesung slides his hand around Ryeowook’s waist to give him access to more warmth.
“So why you’re out here?” Yesung tilts his head on side, half amused, and eyes travels around Ryeowook’s face, taking a notice of every little detail or emotion that passes Ryeowook’s face.
“Well, it’s quiet here,” Ryeowook’s admit, but when Yesung is ready to comment about the noises from dorm, adds, “ok, quieter than inside.”
“So you like quiet paces,” Yesung adds at last. His eyes don’t stop watching Ryeowook’s face what once again is lifted to watch stars tonight, surprisingly a lot of them flickering in the sky.
“I do. Aren’t the stars tonight beautiful?” Ryeowook asks softly.
“They are,” Yesung answers without looking, thinking of something else completely, referring to that one. “Really beautiful.”
Ryeowook nudges his side, chuckling, “you’re not even looking.”
The smile is wide, infecting, and Yesung smiles back, down at him.
“I already did.”
“It’s nice out here, right?” Ryeowook tilts his head to look in YeSung’s eyes with a questioning gaze, soft smile lingering on lips.
Yesung just can’t help himself, so when he leans in and brushes his lips against Ryeowook’s, his mind doesn’t register that at first.
With a whiny sound in his throat when realization dawns on him, he pulls back, stammering, “I-sorry-”
His further attempt to say something more or move away is interrupted by Ryeowook’s warm lips on his.
“You know what? I have been thinking about this a lot.” Ryeowook whispers when they break apart.
“Oh…oh,” Yesung smiles wide and rests his forehead against Ryeowook’s.
It’s rather loud in Super Junior dorm in this late hour, with music and shouts coming from there. The outside opposite the part inside, it’s rather quiet and dark.
Yesung wanders around not in a mood for getting blind drunk and embarrassing himself. After some unsuccessful searching that involves kitchen and Heechul’s cat (the small animal is just evil), bathroom and disturbing images of EunHae couple making out, Yesung finds Ryeowook on the balcony.
The balcony door is half open and tip toeing Yesung slips through the free space, an open bottle of beer in his right hand. Apparently, no matter how silent he had been, Ryeowook heard him coming in and spoke first, “Hyung, what are you doing out here?”
Ryeowook doesn’t turn his head, but continues to gaze upwards, towards the dark sky.
“I was searching for you.” come s blunt answer.
Yesung walks towards Ryeowook and stands beside him. For a second, Ryeowook’s gaze flicks over YeSung’s face.
“Why?”
“Just…I thought… actually I don’t know, just wanted to talk with you since there’s no one sober around.”
“Oh, that’s so, and then is there a reason why you have that beer?” Ryeowook points at the bottle in YeSung’s hand.
“Actually, I haven’t drunk from it since the moment I opened,” Yesung admits, shrugging shoulders.
Ryeowook smiles, lips curving upwards just the slightest. He moves towards YeSung’s body, adding, “It’s chilly out here.”
Out of instinct, Yesung slides his hand around Ryeowook’s waist to give him access to more warmth.
“So why you’re out here?” Yesung tilts his head on side, half amused, and eyes travels around Ryeowook’s face, taking a notice of every little detail or emotion that passes Ryeowook’s face.
“Well, it’s quiet here,” Ryeowook’s admit, but when Yesung is ready to comment about the noises from dorm, adds, “ok, quieter than inside.”
“So you like quiet paces,” Yesung adds at last. His eyes don’t stop watching Ryeowook’s face what once again is lifted to watch stars tonight, surprisingly a lot of them flickering in the sky.
“I do. Aren’t the stars tonight beautiful?” Ryeowook asks softly.
“They are,” Yesung answers without looking, thinking of something else completely, referring to that one. “Really beautiful.”
Ryeowook nudges his side, chuckling, “you’re not even looking.”
The smile is wide, infecting, and Yesung smiles back, down at him.
“I already did.”
“It’s nice out here, right?” Ryeowook tilts his head to look in YeSung’s eyes with a questioning gaze, soft smile lingering on lips.
Yesung just can’t help himself, so when he leans in and brushes his lips against Ryeowook’s, his mind doesn’t register that at first.
With a whiny sound in his throat when realization dawns on him, he pulls back, stammering, “I-sorry-”
His further attempt to say something more or move away is interrupted by Ryeowook’s warm lips on his.
“You know what? I have been thinking about this a lot.” Ryeowook whispers when they break apart.
“Oh…oh,” Yesung smiles wide and rests his forehead against Ryeowook’s.