[fic] Day by Day
Title: Day by Day
Author: MikkyBoom
Rating: PG13
Pairing: KyuMi!
Warnings(?): Nothing, really. :D
Note: So, Part Two of the witing SuJu Fic on the Living Room Wall Chronichles. And this time, my brothers are home, so it's really freaking nerve-wracking. I'm just glad that I have awesomely not-nosey brothers that could care less about what I'm doing. :DDD And KyuMi! I don't really write KyuMi.... but i love them soooooooooo much. :D
Zhoumi is singing when arms come around him and pull him close to a lean soft body. He's in the recording studio and it's not the first time that someone's messed around with him so it's easy to close his eyes and tune everything out.
The arms around his waist tigthen and fingers slip just inside the hem of his pants and Zhoumi thanks whatver higher power there might be in the world because he lets out a small gasp just after the producer signals that they're done for the day. Zhoumi grins and his lips tremble and he turns around to find Kyuhyun pressed against him. Kyuhyun is all grins and raised eyebrows and Zhoumi repeats a daily prayer. Everything's just a joke and you can't let yourself think that it's anything more and he shakes his head and pokes Kyuhyun's shoulder.
"What would you do if I mess up?" His Korean is weird on his tongue but he tries really hard, no matter how much he likes to let loose in Chinese just to see Kyunhyun's little confused frown.
Kyuhyun laughs. "You wouldn't have messed up." His eyes get a little dark and his mouth tightens in its smile. "You never mess up."
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They're on a show and Zhoumi is in his element because this is what he learned to do first, and speaking comes easily to him when he's in front of a crowd and a camera. He and Hankyung-ge are racing back and forth with the MC and Zhoumi sees that the other boys are just slightly uncomfortable and bored but it feels so good to be able to speak fluently for just a while.
But he knows when it's time to be hidden beneath screams for the others, and it's his turn to be uncomfortable. The other five boys are in control now, and now and then there are even screams for Henry. Zhoumi smiles and acts like everything is just fine and catches Kyuhyun's eyes and Kyuhyun smiles bright and brilliantly.
He wonders if Kyuhyun only smiles like that when Zhoumi is silenced.
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The practice room is dark and Zhoumi knows that he needs to practice the dance because Hankyung-ge complains that you're just like Siwon and you don't know how to keep your body together, why're you always flailing all the time? but he doesn't want to practice the dance, he likes pacing back and forth with the lights off and the stereo on and sing because Zhoumi was born to sing.
Th words come easily and Zhoumi closes his eyes and walks back and forth and sings and it's good, so good.
Sudden clapping breaks the chill of the silence and Zhoumi opens his eyes to fins Kyuhyun leaning in doorway, a halo of dim lighting behind him. "You sound good, gege." Kyuhyun's mixture of Korean and Chinese makes Zhoumi's mouth go dry.
"Thank you." Zhoumi ducks his head and turns off the stereo and holds his duffel bag full of unused practice clothes tight to his chest because he swears that he can see his heart beating against his chest.
"Sometimes, i hate you." Kyuhyun talks and smiles as he follows Zhoumi out of the darkened room.
Zhoumi stops and Kyuhyun runs into his shoulder and Zhoumi thinks that he must've not understood. "What?"
Kyuhyun shrugs. "Sometimes, I hate you. I hate that you sing so well and I hate that you're so comfortable on stage and I hate that you always look perfect and I hate that you're always smiling even when people hate you and I hate that I hate you."
Zhoumi is sure that he didn't understand all of Kyuhyun's little speech but he caught enough and in the hallways of the office building where the members train, he looks down to the ground and feels his heart breaking. He feels absolutely fooolish because Kyuhyun haunts his dreams and his sun-lit fantasies and Kyuhyun says he hates him.
"I'm sorry..."
"And I hate that too." Kyuhyun's eyes narrow and he steps closer and closer to Zhoumi until the taller and older boy is pressed against he green and yellow flower-wallpapered wall next to the water dispenser that's almost empty and gurgling. "I hate that I can say this to you and all you do is say you're sorry and look down at the ground and it makes no sense that you're like this."
Zhoumi doesn't know whether he should be scared or so excited that he won't sleep for the next couple of days. He can't answer Kyuhyun because even though Kyuhyun is saying such awful hurtful things, he's saying it so close that Zhoumi can see the lines on his face and he can see Kyuhyun's pupils even in the soft lighting.
"Will you say something? Don't you want to say things back?" Kyuhyun, for all his anger, sounds desperate and needy and Zhoumi knows that he's never going to be able to be anything without him now.
Zhoumi looks up through his lashes and bites his lip for a second. "I love you."
And Kyuhyun sighs and seems to crumble and he drops his head onto Zhoumi's chest. "And I love you too, gege."
What is it about that person next to you, did he make you cry?