Clocks
#019. Clocks, Shindong/Eunhyuk
Fic: 2/100
A/N: Beta-ed by autumnsxxangel
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Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
Neither Eunhyuk nor Shindong were about to admit it to their fellow member…but for the past several days they had been spending in the Super Junior dorm’s, an infernal ticking sound had been gradually driving the two rappers close to the brink of insanity.
Their lovable hyung Hangeng had just returned from a month long vacation in China all of a week ago. And upon re-entering his home away from home, the man had happily (and randomly) pulled a large oriental clock out from his suitcase…hanging it on the living room wall of the groups dormitory.
Now normally, something as insignificant as this would not have been a problem for the Chinese man’s fellow SuJu members. However, upon realizing that the little trinket Hangeng had brought back with him had an enormously irritating tic toc sound…Eunhyuk and Shindong specifically, were left fuming silently within the dorms for several days.
They just so happened to be the only two members of the group who had the least amount of activities planned on their daily schedules that week…leaving them almost constantly within the dorms to hear the incessant ticking of their hyung’s beloved clock. And no matter how many different things they tried to do in order to drown the sound out, every attempt made proved only to be unsuccessful.
Too lost in their own individual thoughts then, as they once more found themselves sitting in the living room one afternoon, neither dancer seemed to notice, or at least not acknowledge, the slight twitch which flashed across each of their expressions with every rhythmic tic of the clock.
It was as if the evil contraption was constantly counting down the seconds until one or both of the men finally snapped…and judging from the way their hands had already formed into tightly balled fists…it would only be a short while longer before they did.
Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
Both men’s hands uncurled...their nails digging into the armrests of the couch they sat upon.
Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
A small bead of anxious sweat ran down Shindong’s temple and onto the spotless floor, as Eunhyuk unconsciously bit his lip with more force than was necessary.
Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
They had finally reached their limit…and before either man’s mind could process what is was their bodies were doing…both rappers suddenly found themselves stuck between the two coffee tables on either side of Hangeng’s clock…squirming in futile against one another to escape.
They did not seem to have noticed how their bodies had practically flown across the room and over to the ticking nuisance within the blink of an eye…but honestly…neither member could find it in their heart to care at the moment.
It was now a struggle to see who could free themselves from between the seemingly unnecessary coffee tables first…and finally destroy the oriental demon Hangeng had brought into their once relatively peaceful home.
Elbow jutting into the older man’s side…Eunhyuk redirected his attention up to his hyung’s face during his thrashing…grunting in discomfort as he spoke up.
“HYUNG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? NOW NEITHER ONE OF US IS GONNA BE ABLE TO BREAK HYUNG’S STUPID CLOCK!” the monkey looking man shouted angrily…seriously frustrated due to the lack of sleep he had because of the Chinese member’s new favorite trinket. It could also have been because he was stuck in a position which would not allow him to take the irksome piece of junk and chuck it out the nearest window too, but who really knows.
Glaring at his friend and fellow rapper, Shindong tried to sidle against the table he was currently stuck against in order to remove the man’s elbow from his side which was beginning to ache.
“ME? ME!?! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO SHOT ACROSS THE ROOM AS IF SOME MOVIE STAR JUST WALKED IN AND SAID THEY WANTED YOUR HAND IN MARRIAGE! IF ANYONE SHOULD BE AT FAULT, IT’S YOU!!!” Shindong retorted defensively, his anger getting the best of him.
Nevertheless, both men soon realized that neither one of them was about to back down from the petty disagreement they were now having over a clock their hyung just had to buy…and seeing no other way to settle their differences, the dancers twisted their bodies simultaneously to escape from between the small, but apparently dangerous, mahogany tables, before crashing to the floor and attacking one another.
Shindong unintentionally cushioned his friend’s collision with the ground as they fell…having the wind crushed out of him momentarily when Hyukkie’s knees connected with his chest.
However, Eunhyuk’s advantage over the man was short lived…for just as he was about to land a hit to his fellow member’s face, the older rapper quickly pushed the man off of him, earning a satisfying “oomph” as the monkey landed on his rear.
After that, everything was nothing more than a rapid succession of flying fists and kicking legs, some connecting with flesh, other’s slamming into the floor and various pieces of furniture as the men battled out their frustrations upon the cluttered living room floor.
It wasn’t until an initially cheerful voice broke out amongst the sounds of both men’s efforts to win their fight that the two dancers realized something horrible must have happened.
Hangeng stood within the entryway to the living room looking beyond stunned…the large smile which had been adorning his expression as he announced he was home quickly fading into a look of shock and heartache.
Confusion planting itself upon the faces of Eunhyuk and Shindong, both men momentarily halted in their anticipation of aiming yet another punch at one another, and slowly lowered their arms to their sides.
“Shindong-ssi…Eunhyuk-ah…why?” the Chinese man choked out as his eyes quickly filled with tears…effectively worrying the rappers.
“Hyung! What’s wrong? Don’t cry!!!” Shindong exclaimed concernedly…completely ignoring the fact that both he and Hyukkie had several cuts and scrapes marring their normally flawless faces as they ran over to comfort their suddenly hysterical member.
“W-Why? WHY DID YOU GUYS BREAK MY CLOCK!?! WHAT DID IT EVER DO TO YOU?” The older man sobbed loudly, tears running down the smooth contours of his face.
Once again, looks of bewilderment engraved themselves upon the rapper’s contrasting faces, as they glanced over to one another before flickering their gazes upon the wall which held Hangeng’s clock.
Sure enough…the infernal ticking had stopped at last…as both men immediately noticed the oriental contraption must have fallen to the ground sometime during their chaotic scuffle…shattering into a ton of little pieces across the hardwood floor.
Briefly casting each other sheepish, but nonetheless satisfied grins before turning to face their hyung again and trying to comfort him, the SuJu members were at a complete loss over what to say when a fuming Heechul appeared behind a still hysterical Hangeng.
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE YOU TWO? MY HANNIE SENSES ARE TINGLING LIKE CRAZY!” the older man screamed …fists clenched to his sides and his face a violent shade of red as he attempted to keep his anger in check.
Paling at the sight of their hyung so incredibly pissed…the happiness which had filled Shindong and Eunhyuk’s hearts upon their victory over the Chinese man’s clock, abruptly changed into complete terror at seeing the rage which burned brightly in Heechul’s eyes.
Knowing they had no chance against the man when he sensed his beloved Hangeng was hurt or upset…the two dancers exchanged a brief look, before apologizing simultaneously and booking it out of the room before Heechul could shake a clingy Siwon off of his leg and tear them apart.
But inside, both men knew they would be made to pay sooner or later.
The God fearing man had randomly decided earlier that he and Heechul needed to have a heart to heart…and just as they were all of 2 seconds away from sharing an apologetic (and potentially passionate) kiss…Heechul’s Hannie senses sounded at full alert.
Desperate not to lose his influence over the older man…as he was sure God wanted him to be Heechul’s number one in the end, Siwon immediately jumped to grab at his hyung’s waist. He ended up missing anyway though, and resorted to wrapping his strong arms about the man’s legs instead…thus his current position.
He completely ignored the fact that Heebum too, had out of nowhere, decided to join in on the fun and claw into his toned shin. The man always was a secret masochist anyway.
Nevertheless, knowing it served no purpose trying to comfort only one of his OT3’s at a time, Heechul released a heavy sigh of frustration, running a hand through his hair.
“Siwon…Hangeng…” his mischievous voice echoed out amongst the wails of both men, effectively gaining their full attention.
Smirking deviously, Heechul’s brown eyes glittered maliciously, as he roughly yanked Siwon off of his legs, shooing Heebum off for the time being, and pulled Hannie flush against his clothed chest.
“What do you say hyung makes everything alllll better?” the trickster whispered seductively, enjoying the sudden shivers which wracked across both his favorite men’s bodies.
Wiping away the remnants of some tears which still lingered on his face, Hangeng turned an inquisitive eye over to his gege…intrigue lacing into the baritones of his voice.
“What do you have in mind, hyung?” he asked; both he and Siwon not caring for the evil haze which clouded Heechul’s eyes.
“Oh…I have an idea…just you wait,” the feminine man explained, placing two chaste kisses to the temples of his fellow members before dragging them out of the living room and back to his room.
Siwon would have to ask God to forgive them all later.
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Shihanchul. I had to because of autumnsxxangel*facepalm*
Fic: 2/100
A/N: Beta-ed by autumnsxxangel
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Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
Neither Eunhyuk nor Shindong were about to admit it to their fellow member…but for the past several days they had been spending in the Super Junior dorm’s, an infernal ticking sound had been gradually driving the two rappers close to the brink of insanity.
Their lovable hyung Hangeng had just returned from a month long vacation in China all of a week ago. And upon re-entering his home away from home, the man had happily (and randomly) pulled a large oriental clock out from his suitcase…hanging it on the living room wall of the groups dormitory.
Now normally, something as insignificant as this would not have been a problem for the Chinese man’s fellow SuJu members. However, upon realizing that the little trinket Hangeng had brought back with him had an enormously irritating tic toc sound…Eunhyuk and Shindong specifically, were left fuming silently within the dorms for several days.
They just so happened to be the only two members of the group who had the least amount of activities planned on their daily schedules that week…leaving them almost constantly within the dorms to hear the incessant ticking of their hyung’s beloved clock. And no matter how many different things they tried to do in order to drown the sound out, every attempt made proved only to be unsuccessful.
Too lost in their own individual thoughts then, as they once more found themselves sitting in the living room one afternoon, neither dancer seemed to notice, or at least not acknowledge, the slight twitch which flashed across each of their expressions with every rhythmic tic of the clock.
It was as if the evil contraption was constantly counting down the seconds until one or both of the men finally snapped…and judging from the way their hands had already formed into tightly balled fists…it would only be a short while longer before they did.
Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
Both men’s hands uncurled...their nails digging into the armrests of the couch they sat upon.
Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
A small bead of anxious sweat ran down Shindong’s temple and onto the spotless floor, as Eunhyuk unconsciously bit his lip with more force than was necessary.
Tic…toc…Tic…toc…Tic…toc
They had finally reached their limit…and before either man’s mind could process what is was their bodies were doing…both rappers suddenly found themselves stuck between the two coffee tables on either side of Hangeng’s clock…squirming in futile against one another to escape.
They did not seem to have noticed how their bodies had practically flown across the room and over to the ticking nuisance within the blink of an eye…but honestly…neither member could find it in their heart to care at the moment.
It was now a struggle to see who could free themselves from between the seemingly unnecessary coffee tables first…and finally destroy the oriental demon Hangeng had brought into their once relatively peaceful home.
Elbow jutting into the older man’s side…Eunhyuk redirected his attention up to his hyung’s face during his thrashing…grunting in discomfort as he spoke up.
“HYUNG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? NOW NEITHER ONE OF US IS GONNA BE ABLE TO BREAK HYUNG’S STUPID CLOCK!” the monkey looking man shouted angrily…seriously frustrated due to the lack of sleep he had because of the Chinese member’s new favorite trinket. It could also have been because he was stuck in a position which would not allow him to take the irksome piece of junk and chuck it out the nearest window too, but who really knows.
Glaring at his friend and fellow rapper, Shindong tried to sidle against the table he was currently stuck against in order to remove the man’s elbow from his side which was beginning to ache.
“ME? ME!?! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO SHOT ACROSS THE ROOM AS IF SOME MOVIE STAR JUST WALKED IN AND SAID THEY WANTED YOUR HAND IN MARRIAGE! IF ANYONE SHOULD BE AT FAULT, IT’S YOU!!!” Shindong retorted defensively, his anger getting the best of him.
Nevertheless, both men soon realized that neither one of them was about to back down from the petty disagreement they were now having over a clock their hyung just had to buy…and seeing no other way to settle their differences, the dancers twisted their bodies simultaneously to escape from between the small, but apparently dangerous, mahogany tables, before crashing to the floor and attacking one another.
Shindong unintentionally cushioned his friend’s collision with the ground as they fell…having the wind crushed out of him momentarily when Hyukkie’s knees connected with his chest.
However, Eunhyuk’s advantage over the man was short lived…for just as he was about to land a hit to his fellow member’s face, the older rapper quickly pushed the man off of him, earning a satisfying “oomph” as the monkey landed on his rear.
After that, everything was nothing more than a rapid succession of flying fists and kicking legs, some connecting with flesh, other’s slamming into the floor and various pieces of furniture as the men battled out their frustrations upon the cluttered living room floor.
It wasn’t until an initially cheerful voice broke out amongst the sounds of both men’s efforts to win their fight that the two dancers realized something horrible must have happened.
Hangeng stood within the entryway to the living room looking beyond stunned…the large smile which had been adorning his expression as he announced he was home quickly fading into a look of shock and heartache.
Confusion planting itself upon the faces of Eunhyuk and Shindong, both men momentarily halted in their anticipation of aiming yet another punch at one another, and slowly lowered their arms to their sides.
“Shindong-ssi…Eunhyuk-ah…why?” the Chinese man choked out as his eyes quickly filled with tears…effectively worrying the rappers.
“Hyung! What’s wrong? Don’t cry!!!” Shindong exclaimed concernedly…completely ignoring the fact that both he and Hyukkie had several cuts and scrapes marring their normally flawless faces as they ran over to comfort their suddenly hysterical member.
“W-Why? WHY DID YOU GUYS BREAK MY CLOCK!?! WHAT DID IT EVER DO TO YOU?” The older man sobbed loudly, tears running down the smooth contours of his face.
Once again, looks of bewilderment engraved themselves upon the rapper’s contrasting faces, as they glanced over to one another before flickering their gazes upon the wall which held Hangeng’s clock.
Sure enough…the infernal ticking had stopped at last…as both men immediately noticed the oriental contraption must have fallen to the ground sometime during their chaotic scuffle…shattering into a ton of little pieces across the hardwood floor.
Briefly casting each other sheepish, but nonetheless satisfied grins before turning to face their hyung again and trying to comfort him, the SuJu members were at a complete loss over what to say when a fuming Heechul appeared behind a still hysterical Hangeng.
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE YOU TWO? MY HANNIE SENSES ARE TINGLING LIKE CRAZY!” the older man screamed …fists clenched to his sides and his face a violent shade of red as he attempted to keep his anger in check.
Paling at the sight of their hyung so incredibly pissed…the happiness which had filled Shindong and Eunhyuk’s hearts upon their victory over the Chinese man’s clock, abruptly changed into complete terror at seeing the rage which burned brightly in Heechul’s eyes.
Knowing they had no chance against the man when he sensed his beloved Hangeng was hurt or upset…the two dancers exchanged a brief look, before apologizing simultaneously and booking it out of the room before Heechul could shake a clingy Siwon off of his leg and tear them apart.
But inside, both men knew they would be made to pay sooner or later.
The God fearing man had randomly decided earlier that he and Heechul needed to have a heart to heart…and just as they were all of 2 seconds away from sharing an apologetic (and potentially passionate) kiss…Heechul’s Hannie senses sounded at full alert.
Desperate not to lose his influence over the older man…as he was sure God wanted him to be Heechul’s number one in the end, Siwon immediately jumped to grab at his hyung’s waist. He ended up missing anyway though, and resorted to wrapping his strong arms about the man’s legs instead…thus his current position.
He completely ignored the fact that Heebum too, had out of nowhere, decided to join in on the fun and claw into his toned shin. The man always was a secret masochist anyway.
Nevertheless, knowing it served no purpose trying to comfort only one of his OT3’s at a time, Heechul released a heavy sigh of frustration, running a hand through his hair.
“Siwon…Hangeng…” his mischievous voice echoed out amongst the wails of both men, effectively gaining their full attention.
Smirking deviously, Heechul’s brown eyes glittered maliciously, as he roughly yanked Siwon off of his legs, shooing Heebum off for the time being, and pulled Hannie flush against his clothed chest.
“What do you say hyung makes everything alllll better?” the trickster whispered seductively, enjoying the sudden shivers which wracked across both his favorite men’s bodies.
Wiping away the remnants of some tears which still lingered on his face, Hangeng turned an inquisitive eye over to his gege…intrigue lacing into the baritones of his voice.
“What do you have in mind, hyung?” he asked; both he and Siwon not caring for the evil haze which clouded Heechul’s eyes.
“Oh…I have an idea…just you wait,” the feminine man explained, placing two chaste kisses to the temples of his fellow members before dragging them out of the living room and back to his room.
Siwon would have to ask God to forgive them all later.
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Shihanchul. I had to because of autumnsxxangel*facepalm*