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putting on a show
pg-13, heechul x henry
350+ words
"Hyung, why... me?" he asks, flailing his violin wildly in near tears as Heechul comes up behind him to tilt his head back and direct him on how to act more like a rock star
So do you want to play violin for my special stage?
Heechul had asked Henry over the phone, while he was half asleep in the van after a performance schedule. It occurs to Henry now that Heechul must have known he would have agreed to anything in that moment, if it meant getting some well-deserved shut-eye afterwards. Either way, he seriously regrets committing to this during rehearsal.
"Hyung, why... me?" he asks, flailing his violin wildly in near tears as Heechul comes up behind him to tilt his head back and direct him on how to act more like a rock star. They've been going at it for hours and Heechul still doesn't seem satisfied.
"Because I wanted you," Heechul replies simply, licking Henry's ear for good measure.
His grip on his violin goes slack and he nearly drops it, tripping over himself in his attempt to flee. "Hyung!" he covers his ear, scandalized.
Heechul cackles and comes back around the front, counting, "One, two, three," in English to signal that Henry should start again.
Rehearsal goes another hour. It's another hour of Heechul barking at Henry to "Let go! Be free! The music will take over!"
The music is already taking over, judging by the seizure Heechul is having as he howls out the lyrics to his song.
But Henry is exhausted and in no mood for these antics. He closes his eyes and tries his best once more, desperate to get this over with so he can go to sleep because it's almost five in the fucking morning and he has to be up at six.
"That's more like it," Heechul husks in his ear, and Henry opens his eyes in surprise. He barely has time to register Heechul's face closing in on his before Heechul's lips are soft and warm over his mouth, coaxing his lips to part with his tongue. He whimpers softly (a plea? to be saved? for more?) and closes his eyes, his last thought that Heechul makes a very pretty girl with his hair all tied up as it is.
Ten minutes later, Henry is sent to his room in a daze, Heechul cackling behind him.
At least he promised not to repeat that performance on stage the next day. "Wouldn't want you passing out on me in the middle of it. Ryeowook might die from shock, too, and then where would I be?"
pg-13, heechul x henry
350+ words
"Hyung, why... me?" he asks, flailing his violin wildly in near tears as Heechul comes up behind him to tilt his head back and direct him on how to act more like a rock star
So do you want to play violin for my special stage?
Heechul had asked Henry over the phone, while he was half asleep in the van after a performance schedule. It occurs to Henry now that Heechul must have known he would have agreed to anything in that moment, if it meant getting some well-deserved shut-eye afterwards. Either way, he seriously regrets committing to this during rehearsal.
"Hyung, why... me?" he asks, flailing his violin wildly in near tears as Heechul comes up behind him to tilt his head back and direct him on how to act more like a rock star. They've been going at it for hours and Heechul still doesn't seem satisfied.
"Because I wanted you," Heechul replies simply, licking Henry's ear for good measure.
His grip on his violin goes slack and he nearly drops it, tripping over himself in his attempt to flee. "Hyung!" he covers his ear, scandalized.
Heechul cackles and comes back around the front, counting, "One, two, three," in English to signal that Henry should start again.
Rehearsal goes another hour. It's another hour of Heechul barking at Henry to "Let go! Be free! The music will take over!"
The music is already taking over, judging by the seizure Heechul is having as he howls out the lyrics to his song.
But Henry is exhausted and in no mood for these antics. He closes his eyes and tries his best once more, desperate to get this over with so he can go to sleep because it's almost five in the fucking morning and he has to be up at six.
"That's more like it," Heechul husks in his ear, and Henry opens his eyes in surprise. He barely has time to register Heechul's face closing in on his before Heechul's lips are soft and warm over his mouth, coaxing his lips to part with his tongue. He whimpers softly (a plea? to be saved? for more?) and closes his eyes, his last thought that Heechul makes a very pretty girl with his hair all tied up as it is.
Ten minutes later, Henry is sent to his room in a daze, Heechul cackling behind him.
At least he promised not to repeat that performance on stage the next day. "Wouldn't want you passing out on me in the middle of it. Ryeowook might die from shock, too, and then where would I be?"