What am I to You?
Title: What am I to You?
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, sadly. Only the story is mine.
Author's notes: For static_abyss because she asked me and I love her ♥
Summary: Hankyung’s isn’t sure if what he feels right now is true love.
Honestly, Hankyung didn’t know what he ment to Heechul, was he a friend? Acquaintance? Boyfriend? Some random Chinese man in his life? Lover? He wouldn’t be able to explain their relationship to someone; they were too close to be JUST friends, too silly to be acquaintances, but boyfriend and lover? Hankyung just didn’t know. He knew for a fact that Heechul cared about him, like that one time during High School when everyone would go home for winter break and spend the holidays with their families and Hankyung couldn’t go back home because the plane ticket was too expensive plus he would sulk all day long, Heechul took the initiative to bring Hankyung a long with him to meet his parents and family, just because you know, Heechul didn’t want to hear Hankyung’s whining when he got back from break. Hankyung ended up getting a plain ticket to China from Heechul for Christmas. Also like that one time in Collage, some group of Korean guys insulted Hankyung because he was Chinese, calling him dirty and short minded. He remembered Heechul insulting back with his quick and fiery tongue Hankyung also remembered when they got home, Heechul slept with him that night, comforting him and making sure he wouldn’t make a big deal after the incident. Hankyung also knew for a fact that Heechul would get jealous when he would talk to or hang out with a girl. Did that mean Heechul liked him and wanted him to himself? Hankyung should know this answer, but it’s quite difficult when you see Heechul hanging all over Siwon the next day. He knew himself that he cared about Heechul too, like that one time Heechul got diagnosed with H1N1, Hankyung was scared to death since he knew that disease was life threatening. Losing Heechul would mean.. Losing everything to him. So stayed home from school, work, and or any occasions he would usually go and stay home to help Heechul get his health back. That was a good enough reason for Hankyung to believe Heechul meant the world to him.
He also remembered having the first real argument with Heechul, he mastered the art of arguing long ago when his parents disagreed with him transferring to Seoul University, but he never argued with Heechul to the point where he wanted to just leave Korea and him behind. The fight was.. Indeed stupid, come to think about it now, but it got them where they are today. Hankyung finally realized from that fight, that he might be falling in love with someone named Kim Heechul. He knew because the way Heechul’s eyes sparkle when he looks at him made his flat tummy do a billion flips per minuet and they way he saw Heechul dancing with this guy in a club, his hands touching him like he owned him or something made his blood boil. That was all it took to get on Hankyung’s last nerve, in a result all the mixed feelings and confusion finally hit him, and it hit him hard. Hankyung isn’t sure if this feeling is love, because he doesn’t want to fall in love with Heechul he knows he will get hurt. He doesn’t even know if Heechul even has feelings for him. He should know Heechul more than he knows himself, but just this one thing is throwing him off. Hankyung thinks if Heechul really just wanted to be friends or whatever status this relationship should be, he would’ve yelled at Hankyung for being so touchy lately and he would’ve dropped some hints, hinting Hankyung that he couldn’t return his feelings, but Heechul hasn’t. and it gives Hankyung a little bit of hope that maybe, just maybe he could finally hold Heechul in his arms and protect him from harms way, brush off his tears and kill the mother fucker who’s even worth shedding Heechul’s tears, and be the shoulder he could lean onto to.
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“Kyung, What are you thinking about? You’re missing out on the movie!” Heechul is currently snuggled up beside Hankyung on the couch; they’re peacefully watching dramas all day long since its cold and rainy outside, they both surely do not want to be out in that kind of weather. Hankyung could just picture Heechul whining and screaming about his hair, ooh he could feel himself cringe on that thought.
“See now you’re not even paying attention to me, Kyung! Why are you like zoning out?” Heechul shouted a little louder then intended. “Seriously, this is the best movie ever, why haven’t we watched this before?”
”Heechul-ah what are we?” Heechul was a little taken back and Hankyung could feel him tense up. He ended up stretching a little bit sighing in relief as muscles that had sat too long in one position stretched and relaxed, before settling down and pulling Heechul closer to him. The older man grumbled and shifted a little, secretly pleased that Hankyung had reached for him. His legs now fit nicely over Hankyung’s lap, with the other’s arm around his waist holding him close. “Are we.. just friends?” Hankyung can’t help it; he needs to know before he falls too deeply and he can’t get himself out. “Just think about Heechul, are we really friends? Can we consider ourselves that? Or am I just someone who cooks, cleans, and takes care of you and is ignored when you’re bored? What about my feelings here?” Hankyung said in one breath, damn he’s never been this nervous before.
Heechul shrugged and got up off the couch. He walked over to the window, tracing the trails of the raindrops that pitter pattered against the glass. “Maybe I have considered your feelings, maybe I want us to be more than friends, maybe I like when you clean, cook, and take care of me because it makes me feel like you care.” He said finally. “Maybe you would’ve realized this earlier if you would’ve just pushed aside your selfish thoughts. “
Hankyung could literally feel his heart freeze. He had to remind himself to breathe. Once. Twice. Before striving for a casual tone and asking quietly, trying to keep his cool, “Do you really feel that way?”
Heechul turned to look over at Hankyung over his shoulder “What do you think? Are you that stupid and dense to not realize it? I.. -“ Heechul said, for he suddenly felt lost, and insecure, and he felt like wanting to hide, because now he was going to make himself even more vulnerable he dropped his voice to a mere whisper. “I really care about you Kyung, and the way you see me act around you I was just there, taking what you gave me and being my usual annoying self with my head up in the clouds for no reason, and you were the one who had to endure me all day and night. I wouldn’t blame you if you walked out on me and leave me here." He blushed and looked away, not being used to open up like this, to admit his feelings to someone else, even if it was Hankyung.
“Well, why would I want to walk out? Because Heechul I really think I’m falling in love with you.’ Hangeng said, as he too got off the couch and walked towards Heechul, blanket in tow. His arms went around Heechul’s waist and the blanket went around their shoulders. Heechul blushed harder, hoping Hankyung wouldn’t be able to look at his face. They were so close to each other, Heechul could feel Hankyung’s heartbeat.
“I don’t want anyone else Chul, as long as your Kim Heechul I’ll never let that change. Plus I love your little annoying self, it makes you, you. When I see your face there’s nothing that I would change because you’re just amazing being yourself. I love the way you look when you’ve just woken up, I love the way you look with out any makeup on, I love you right down to your freezing toes at night.” Hankyung paused for breath and he was startled when he saw little tears in the corner of Heechul’s eyes. This was Kim Heechul. Heechul got mean, got even, got bitchy, demanded attention 24/7, but he didn’t cry. He never cries. “Just only look at me and no one else. I promise I’ll make you happy.”
“But I look so ugly during those times! Kyungie, you got to admit, that was fucking corny as hell.” Heechul replied. Hankyung didn’t expect much from him, he is Heechul after fall. He would be the one to criticize his love confession.
Hankyung tightened his grip on Heechul’s waist and put his chin on Heechul’s shoulder. “I don’t think your ugly at all, you’re far from that. I think your beautiful babe.” Heechul blushed. His face red as a tomato, but he didn’t get a chance to say anything because Hankyung turned him over so fast his head started to ache, their lips now millimeters apart. “I think for sure now, that I am in love with you.” Hankyung said before he kissed Heechul softly, almost afraid he would mess everything up, but Heechul wasn’t patient today and kissed back rather harshly. As the kiss deepened, Hankyung thought that there would be no other place he’d rather be right now than to have Heechul in his arms, with their lips locked, eyes closed shut, and no one else but them in the world.
A/N: Yaaaay! for all that fluffiness. Hanchul makes me happy and does weird things to my tummy like Hangeng, when Heechul looks at him. ♥ How can you not love them?
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, sadly. Only the story is mine.
Author's notes: For static_abyss because she asked me and I love her ♥
Summary: Hankyung’s isn’t sure if what he feels right now is true love.
Honestly, Hankyung didn’t know what he ment to Heechul, was he a friend? Acquaintance? Boyfriend? Some random Chinese man in his life? Lover? He wouldn’t be able to explain their relationship to someone; they were too close to be JUST friends, too silly to be acquaintances, but boyfriend and lover? Hankyung just didn’t know. He knew for a fact that Heechul cared about him, like that one time during High School when everyone would go home for winter break and spend the holidays with their families and Hankyung couldn’t go back home because the plane ticket was too expensive plus he would sulk all day long, Heechul took the initiative to bring Hankyung a long with him to meet his parents and family, just because you know, Heechul didn’t want to hear Hankyung’s whining when he got back from break. Hankyung ended up getting a plain ticket to China from Heechul for Christmas. Also like that one time in Collage, some group of Korean guys insulted Hankyung because he was Chinese, calling him dirty and short minded. He remembered Heechul insulting back with his quick and fiery tongue Hankyung also remembered when they got home, Heechul slept with him that night, comforting him and making sure he wouldn’t make a big deal after the incident. Hankyung also knew for a fact that Heechul would get jealous when he would talk to or hang out with a girl. Did that mean Heechul liked him and wanted him to himself? Hankyung should know this answer, but it’s quite difficult when you see Heechul hanging all over Siwon the next day. He knew himself that he cared about Heechul too, like that one time Heechul got diagnosed with H1N1, Hankyung was scared to death since he knew that disease was life threatening. Losing Heechul would mean.. Losing everything to him. So stayed home from school, work, and or any occasions he would usually go and stay home to help Heechul get his health back. That was a good enough reason for Hankyung to believe Heechul meant the world to him.
He also remembered having the first real argument with Heechul, he mastered the art of arguing long ago when his parents disagreed with him transferring to Seoul University, but he never argued with Heechul to the point where he wanted to just leave Korea and him behind. The fight was.. Indeed stupid, come to think about it now, but it got them where they are today. Hankyung finally realized from that fight, that he might be falling in love with someone named Kim Heechul. He knew because the way Heechul’s eyes sparkle when he looks at him made his flat tummy do a billion flips per minuet and they way he saw Heechul dancing with this guy in a club, his hands touching him like he owned him or something made his blood boil. That was all it took to get on Hankyung’s last nerve, in a result all the mixed feelings and confusion finally hit him, and it hit him hard. Hankyung isn’t sure if this feeling is love, because he doesn’t want to fall in love with Heechul he knows he will get hurt. He doesn’t even know if Heechul even has feelings for him. He should know Heechul more than he knows himself, but just this one thing is throwing him off. Hankyung thinks if Heechul really just wanted to be friends or whatever status this relationship should be, he would’ve yelled at Hankyung for being so touchy lately and he would’ve dropped some hints, hinting Hankyung that he couldn’t return his feelings, but Heechul hasn’t. and it gives Hankyung a little bit of hope that maybe, just maybe he could finally hold Heechul in his arms and protect him from harms way, brush off his tears and kill the mother fucker who’s even worth shedding Heechul’s tears, and be the shoulder he could lean onto to.
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“Kyung, What are you thinking about? You’re missing out on the movie!” Heechul is currently snuggled up beside Hankyung on the couch; they’re peacefully watching dramas all day long since its cold and rainy outside, they both surely do not want to be out in that kind of weather. Hankyung could just picture Heechul whining and screaming about his hair, ooh he could feel himself cringe on that thought.
“See now you’re not even paying attention to me, Kyung! Why are you like zoning out?” Heechul shouted a little louder then intended. “Seriously, this is the best movie ever, why haven’t we watched this before?”
”Heechul-ah what are we?” Heechul was a little taken back and Hankyung could feel him tense up. He ended up stretching a little bit sighing in relief as muscles that had sat too long in one position stretched and relaxed, before settling down and pulling Heechul closer to him. The older man grumbled and shifted a little, secretly pleased that Hankyung had reached for him. His legs now fit nicely over Hankyung’s lap, with the other’s arm around his waist holding him close. “Are we.. just friends?” Hankyung can’t help it; he needs to know before he falls too deeply and he can’t get himself out. “Just think about Heechul, are we really friends? Can we consider ourselves that? Or am I just someone who cooks, cleans, and takes care of you and is ignored when you’re bored? What about my feelings here?” Hankyung said in one breath, damn he’s never been this nervous before.
Heechul shrugged and got up off the couch. He walked over to the window, tracing the trails of the raindrops that pitter pattered against the glass. “Maybe I have considered your feelings, maybe I want us to be more than friends, maybe I like when you clean, cook, and take care of me because it makes me feel like you care.” He said finally. “Maybe you would’ve realized this earlier if you would’ve just pushed aside your selfish thoughts. “
Hankyung could literally feel his heart freeze. He had to remind himself to breathe. Once. Twice. Before striving for a casual tone and asking quietly, trying to keep his cool, “Do you really feel that way?”
Heechul turned to look over at Hankyung over his shoulder “What do you think? Are you that stupid and dense to not realize it? I.. -“ Heechul said, for he suddenly felt lost, and insecure, and he felt like wanting to hide, because now he was going to make himself even more vulnerable he dropped his voice to a mere whisper. “I really care about you Kyung, and the way you see me act around you I was just there, taking what you gave me and being my usual annoying self with my head up in the clouds for no reason, and you were the one who had to endure me all day and night. I wouldn’t blame you if you walked out on me and leave me here." He blushed and looked away, not being used to open up like this, to admit his feelings to someone else, even if it was Hankyung.
“Well, why would I want to walk out? Because Heechul I really think I’m falling in love with you.’ Hangeng said, as he too got off the couch and walked towards Heechul, blanket in tow. His arms went around Heechul’s waist and the blanket went around their shoulders. Heechul blushed harder, hoping Hankyung wouldn’t be able to look at his face. They were so close to each other, Heechul could feel Hankyung’s heartbeat.
“I don’t want anyone else Chul, as long as your Kim Heechul I’ll never let that change. Plus I love your little annoying self, it makes you, you. When I see your face there’s nothing that I would change because you’re just amazing being yourself. I love the way you look when you’ve just woken up, I love the way you look with out any makeup on, I love you right down to your freezing toes at night.” Hankyung paused for breath and he was startled when he saw little tears in the corner of Heechul’s eyes. This was Kim Heechul. Heechul got mean, got even, got bitchy, demanded attention 24/7, but he didn’t cry. He never cries. “Just only look at me and no one else. I promise I’ll make you happy.”
“But I look so ugly during those times! Kyungie, you got to admit, that was fucking corny as hell.” Heechul replied. Hankyung didn’t expect much from him, he is Heechul after fall. He would be the one to criticize his love confession.
Hankyung tightened his grip on Heechul’s waist and put his chin on Heechul’s shoulder. “I don’t think your ugly at all, you’re far from that. I think your beautiful babe.” Heechul blushed. His face red as a tomato, but he didn’t get a chance to say anything because Hankyung turned him over so fast his head started to ache, their lips now millimeters apart. “I think for sure now, that I am in love with you.” Hankyung said before he kissed Heechul softly, almost afraid he would mess everything up, but Heechul wasn’t patient today and kissed back rather harshly. As the kiss deepened, Hankyung thought that there would be no other place he’d rather be right now than to have Heechul in his arms, with their lips locked, eyes closed shut, and no one else but them in the world.
A/N: Yaaaay! for all that fluffiness. Hanchul makes me happy and does weird things to my tummy like Hangeng, when Heechul looks at him. ♥ How can you not love them?