Oneshot - Dwarfed
Title: Dwarfed
Pairing: QMiMin
Summary: Sungmin has an issue with a certain picture.
Rating: PG
**This is suppose to be for the big QMiMin day… I’m sorry I’m posting it so early (supposed to be on Kyuhyun’s birthday…) But I’m busy for the next two days with band concerts, so I won’t be home to post it. Also =_______=;;;; if you were expecting something like NC17 or higher from me, sorry to disappoint. (My muse still hasn’t come back. It’s 1:01am here, and I’ve been typing this for 4 hours straight now…/dies/) Either way, it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything remotely close to a proper fic, so hope you enjoy this. (Btw, this has no plot to it what so ever. I just wrote anything that just came to me…/sighs/)
Also...
HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY KYUHYUN OPPA!!
생일축하해요 규현오빠!
Kyuhyun watches with amusement as multiple expressions play across his roommates face. Sungmin was on his side of the room, laptop on his lap and back to the wall, as Kyuhyun was just taking a break from his starcraft and texting Zhoumi, who was in the room across the hall - currently discussing wardrobe and accessory issues with Hyukjae. (Because all men do that, for sure.)
He must have found something interesting and exciting, for his eyes were wide and a slow smile was creeping across his lips. Then, the expression changed - the brows came together in a frown and the smile disappeared into a thin line. After much clicking and scrolling, his eyebrows shot up behind his bangs as his mouth formed a small ‘o’, which quickly shut and a furious glint passed through those clear brown eyes.
Kyuhyun didn’t miss how Sungmin’s gaze flickered briefly towards him, then back to the laptop. It was only for a short while, but he could feel the anger and annoyance by that glimpse.
To: Zhoumi
2:13pm
Sungmin hyung just glared at me…
To: Kyuhyun
2:15pm
D: Why? That’s so rude! Did you know that Hyukkie has 9 pairs of fish socks?! That’s 18 socks in total!
To: Zhoumi
2:16pm
I know how to count Mi. And no, I didn’t know that. And don’t get off topic! He GLARED at me… and all I’m doing it texting!
To: Kyuhyun
2:16pm
Oh M Gee. Hyukjae has the cutest jeans evarrrr. D: Why do my legs have to be so long? I want to borrow these…
To: Kyuhyun
2:19pm
Well, did you do something stupid? Like, mistreating Hyaku? Or messing up his closet? Cuz, that’ll make me mad enough to glare at you = 3=
To: Zhoumi
2:20pm
I don’t care if Hyukjae has cute jeans. Nor does it matter if your spaghetti legs can fit them. (btw, Hyukjae just has short legs, if that makes you feel anymore manly.) And no. I never touched Hyaku (yet) and why would I raid his pink wardrobe?
To: Kyuhyun
2:26pm
:D :D :D :D :D Hyukjae gave me the jeans!
To: Zhoumi
2:28pm
Moron. They won’t fit you.
To: Kyuhyun
2:29
I know you are, but what am I? xP
To: Zhoumi
2:32pm
Why am I even talking to you.
Flipping his phone shut and shaking his head, Kyuhyun pockets it and looks up to find that Sungmin has miraculously disappeared. He blinks furiously and gets up, looking around the room and frowning in bewilderment.
“When did he leave?” He mutters, scratching his neck and carefully making his way out of the bedroom. He passes Hyukjae’s room, where Zhoumi’s voice was clearly heard - currently they were discussing the pros and cons to shoe lifts. (Not that Zhoumi ever used them.)
He enters the kitchen where Hankyung and Ryeowook were quietly preparing a late brunch (it’s more of a lunch, but Donghae insisted…), as the buzz of the latest inkigayo performances play in the background.
Sungmin, seated at the table, pours himself a glass of milk and downs in a mere number of gulps. He repeats the process three more times, much to Kyuhyun’s astonishment.
“You’re going to get sick if you keep drinking like that hyung…” Kyuhyun states quietly, tensing when piercing eyes gaze at him. He gulps when Sungmin refuses to let the fire in his eyes die.
“Baka.” Sungmin states simply in Japanese before pouring another glass of milk and drinking it. Jaw slightly slack and mind confused at the sudden indifference and change in the elder’s mood, Kyuhyun moves to the living room and sits on the sofa next to Shindong, who was watching the taped episodes of IRIS with Donghae.
To: Zhoumi
2:40pm
He did it again! He just called me stupid in Japanese!
To: Kyuhyun
2:43pm
Kui Xian D: D: D: Tell Hyukjae that russet rouge is different from AUBURN rouge!!
To: Kyuhyun
2:44pm
You DID do something, I knew it. I should take him out for ice cream to cheer him up.
To: Zhoumi
2:48pm
I didn’t do anything. He’s being unreasonable and weird and emotionally unstable. And no, I will not get as low as you and Hyukjae to be arguing which color is what.
I want some too…
To: Kyuhyun
2:55pm
D< We’re now discussing how rude and mean the magnae is.
To: Zhoumi
2:57pm
You guys take things too serious to the heart. I’m done texting. Going to watch Lee Byunghun kick some NSS ass! Wooooot.
To: Kyuhyun
3:00pm
Hey. No you’re not. I’m still talking here! D:<
To: Kyuhyun
3:06pm
Why ignore me?
To: Kyuhyun
3:10pm
KUI XIANNNNN. STOP IT D;
To: Kyuhyun
3:14pm
FINE. Be that way. We’re through! Over!
To: Zhoumi
3:16pm
We never even started. Ohhhh BURNAGE.
Feeling smug and oddly superior, Kyuhyun shuts his phone off and looks back to the TV… where to his horror; he has just missed the entire ending and is staring wide eyed at the dying Lee Byunghun and the oblivious Kim Taehee. After much flailing of telling the other two to rewind the scene, and lying past the tears that came, he escapes to his bedroom as Shindong and Donghae declare another round of IRIS, to which Hankyung joins.
He enters to see Sungmin in his original position on the bed with the laptop on his lap. But this time, he was sipping a carton of strawberry milk whilst frowning at the screen and glaring. Sighing, Kyuhyun purses his lips and marches over to the elder.
“Hyung, is there a good reason why you glared at me and called me baka?” Kyuhyun says, fiddling with the cell phone charm in his hands.
When Sungmin wanted to be cute, he’s cute. When he wanted to be intimidating, he is scary intimidating… and that’s what exactly the elder was aiming for.
“Because…” Sungmin starts, “I don’t like how-“ He is cut off when a certain lanky, loud, Chinese barges in and glowers at the magnae.
“Why did you turn your phone off? That’s so mean!” Zhoumi huffs, settling down on the edge of Kyuhyun’s bed and facing the two others. He smiles briefly to Sungmin, who doesn’t return it, and narrows his eyes at Kyuhyun.
Ignoring the man, Kyuhyun shakes his head and turns back to Sungmin. “Because you don’t like how…?”
“--------” Sungmin mumbles under his breath, hunching his shoulders and bringing his laptop closer to him.
Kyuhyun leans on the bed and comes closer. “What?” He says, noting how Sungmin’s cheeks flush a cute pink. Out of curiosity, Zhoumi joins them.
“Because I don’t like how I look in this…” Sungmin pouts childishly, inserting the straw back into his mouth and sucking the milk carton dry. He avoids Kyuhyun and Zhoumi’s questioning eyes and stares blankly at the screen before him.
Cautiously Kyuhyun takes the laptop and turns it around to face the taller two of the three. After a minute or two of silence, minus for Sungmin’s uncomfortable squirming and loud slurping of his strawberry milk, Zhoumi is the first to break the uncomfortable atmosphere.
“Oh. My. Gee!” He flails. “Look how handsome we look, minus your awful capture Kui Xian, but look! Sungmin is absolutely adorable, and my my my, look at the sharp jawline.” He says, a corner of his lip twitching into a smile.
Sungmin continues to sip the now empty carton noisily as he avoids Kyuhyun’s dumbfounded gaze.
“THIS is why you’ve been acting like that?” Kyuhyun mutters, shaking his head. “Just because you came out not as cute as you wanted to?” He sighs and moves to his bed. “Unbelievable.”
Sungmin shoots a glare. “No, that is not it.” He chucks the empty carton of milk into the garbage and starts to open another that was beside him.
“Why are you drinking flavored milk Min?” Zhoumi asks, sitting next to Sungmin and attempting to steal a sip.
Sungmin growls and clings onto the precious drink as if his life depended on it. “Mine.” He mutters.
Kyuhyun raises an eyebrow. “Yeah, why are you drinking milk all of a sudden?”
“BECAUSE I LOOK LIKE A FREAKING DWARF NEXT TO YOU FREAKY GIANTS!” Sungmin huffs, crossing his arms and pouting while glaring around the room, to which Zhoumi coos and pinches his cheeks. (He yelps as Sungmin slaps his hand away and threatens to bite him. He also reminds Zhoumi that he is the hyung by three months.)
“But you look so cute!” Zhoumi says, continuing with his cooing and patting Sungmin on the head. He snickers when Sungmin aims for a bite at his hand, to which he misses by a mere centimeter.
“It’s just because you’re next to Mi, you never complained when there were photos of just us.” Kyuhyun murmurs, looking closely at the picture again.
Abruptly, Sungmin stands and gets off the bed. “Either way. Until I grow another two inches, I’m not standing next to either of you during performances ever again!” With that, he marches away and out of the room.
“Does that mean I can’t take him out for ice cream?” Zhoumi says, disheartened.
“You can take me. I want some…” Kyuhyun answers, grabbing his keys and wallet. He turns to face the taller male, who is reading a text.
To: Zhoumi
4:00pm
Get me strawberry…and then maybe I’ll forgive you.
Zhoumi tilts his head to the side. “Forgive me of what?”
Kyuhyun snickers and slowly walks towards the door. “For being freakishly tall I suppose.” He smirks and starts whistling. “If you don’t hurry, I’m going without you.”
Zhoumi flails unattractively and rushes after him. “Wait! Let me grab the jeans Hyukjae gave me! I need to take them to a tailor!”
“Moron.” Was Kyuhyun’s only answer as he leaves the dorm without the Chinese male, who whines and furiously sends hate texts to the magnae as he runs after him.
A/N: The Picture that enraged Sungmin so much…
Don’t they look absolutely stunning? /awww’s/
I have other QMiMin fics that I started on, but never got around to finishing. So I may update with those later on, seeing as how I feel =______=;;;; (For those who don’t know, I’ve been very… emotional when it came to writing for the past week now.) Eh. I’ll update when I feel like it, so… tah tah until then♥ ♥