because i love you, genius. kangin/leeteuk, implied yesung/ryeowook
Because I love you, genius
Kangin/Leeteuk, implied Yesung/Ryeowook; crack, romance; PG-13; ~2100 words
I disclaim.
For thundersquall so get to writing that brokeback mountain!au now. :| I even ninja-ed Yewook in there for you, Sheena. I won't be able to write you Yewook to save my life, I'm sorry, so I hope this makes up for it. :D And stop being grumpy over the lack of Key in Lucifer lmao. He looks hot enough as it is.
Prompt from Steph: cheat.
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Kangin is a cheater and always has been. This Leeteuk resigns to with a small sigh. He lifts the pawn off the chess board, plonks it down as an afterthought, and declares with a tone of finality, "You cheated."
"No, I didn't," is Kangin's immediate reply.
"You did," Leeteuk insists, tapping the chess piece violently on the table in his indignance. "Pawns can't move four steps."
"They do too."
"Not."
"Too."
"Not!"
"They do, actually," Yesung interrupts from in front of the TV where he has a can of coke and a bowl of popcorn balanced precariously on his lap. "Since they're small and used as pawns, they have the right to move as many steps as the queen, because they're - no I don't want anym... okay fine Ryeowook. Yes. Okay I'll eat one more popcorn if it makes you happy, it' s just instant popco - no I'm not insulting your cooking abilities, if that's what that dirty look is for, it's just that you don't really have to do anything except pop it into the microwave... yeah keep watching the movie, I was going to correct Teuk anyway. Anyway... where was I?" Yesung pauses, takes in a deep breath and exhales. "Now look what you've done, I can't remember what we were talking about in the first place."
Ryeowook glares at him. "And whose fault is that?"
"Yours, obvi -"
"Nevermind, Yesung," Leeteuk interjects hastily, and goes back to the task at hand. "I still think you cheated." He gives Kangin a stern stare and tries to summon up whatever leaderly instincts he's supposed to have.
"You heard the man," Kangin argues, leaning back against his chair and kicking a foot up on the table. "I wasn't cheating."
"But -"
"Just move."
Later, behind Leeteuk's back, Kangin passes Yesung a bill and thanks him for the help earlier. Yesung gives him a vexed look but pockets the dollar bill anyway.
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"Kangin, I don't think we use alcohol to make pancakes..."
Kangin turns, apron done up daintily into a ribbon, and raises an eyebrow. "What do we use then?"
"Um, baking powder?" Leeteuk gives Kangin a strange look and joins him at the stove. "Why are you making pancakes anyway? Is today a special occasion?"
"I like pancakes!" Shindong calls from the living room.
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One.
"He's been giving me a lot of money lately," Leeteuk hears Yesung tell Ryeowook across the aisle in the jetplane they're currently on, curiosity laced into his voice. "Apparently he has this grand plan to seduce -"
"Mmm," Kangin hums appreciatively, the gravelly sound rolling out from the back of his throat and successfully distracting Leeteuk from the conversation. "What soap did you use today?"
Leeteuk tilts his head a little to the side and watches Kangin from the corner of his eyes. "The soap I used yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that?" He answers, accepting the glass of juice the air stewardess holds out to him.
"Oh." Kangin looks vaguely disappointed. Brightening up, he props his chin on his hand and stares at the apple juice sloshing around in Leeteuk's glass. "Why don't I get any?"
"Any what?"
"Juice."
"You didn't ask for it."
"I'm pretty sure I did."
Leeteuk regards Kangin uneasily. "I don't remember you ordering this." He waves his glass of juice in front of Kangin's nose before bringing it quickly to his side, careful to keep it out of his reach. It's dangerous, sitting next to Kangin, knowing that he has the pure brute force to get what he wants, in which case is his glass of apple juice.
"I did," Kangin presses, leaning towards Leeteuk and easing an arm gently around his shoulders.
"None for you," Leeteuk is quick to retort when Kangin's hand makes a grab for the glass balanced dangerously between his fingers. "Seriously. Yah!"
Kangin ignores him and plucks it out of his hands. "Either I drink it from the glass or you feed it to me," he suggests wryly, taking a gulp and consequently intruding into Leeteuk's personal space.
"Give it back," Leeteuk commands, rather weak but it's still an order, so Kangin passes it back.
"I love you Teuk," Kangin starts unexpectedly after he swallows, leaning back into his seat and not quite finishing his sentence. He falls asleep, to Leeteuk's annoyance.
He goes back to eavesdropping on Yesung and Ryeowook but they've already quieted, Yesung's head lolling to the side on Ryeowook's shoulder and the other not quite minding it. He shrugs and hopes they'll tell him about this apparent grand plan of seduction soon because he ought to know everything about the members, being the good leader that he is, or supposed to be. At least, he hopes so.
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"I still don't see how alcohol-filled pancakes have anything to do with Shindong," Leeteuk tells Kangin after breakfast, Kangin wrapping a towel around his waist and the elder washing his face. "Isn't it a little unhealthy to be taking alcohol this early in the morning? Have you brainwashed him, Kangin? He didn't even eat it."
"What's wrong with eating pancakes in the morning?" Kangin asks absentmindedly, stepping into jeans and pulling the zipper up. "I made them for you, anyway, so I expect you to eat them."
Leeteuk's face falls. "But eating them would require me to pack them into a container and bring it along with me to the salon so that I can eat the pancakes on the way there. And then I'll have to wash the container, wipe it dry, and keep it -"
"Fine, hyung." Kangin pouts at him. "If you don't want the pancakes that I woke up especially early just to slave over for, say so."
"Kangin -"
Kangin huffs and, pulling on his shirt, exits the bathroom with a dramatic flourish.
Leeteuk sighs.
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"I don't think it's going to work out," Ryeowook whispers to Yesung, eyes darting around for anybody who might be listening in and evidently unaware of Leeteuk's sharp ears. "He didn't take them."
"Well I paid for the alcohol, he'd better not screw this one up," Yesung sniffs, "the apple juice was already a failure, it's not my fault I bought soda instead of soju. Kangin of all people should know best."
Leeteuk tilts his head to the side as if that will get his brain juices flowing and wonders just exactly what the two are up to. It doesn't help either that Kangin chooses later to sit in front of him rather than beside him, even with the seat next to Leeteuk conspicuously empty.
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During one of his breaks, Leeteuk receives a pink container and a note that reads, Took out the alcohol ^^~ I'll wash up. Kangin.
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Two.
"Hyung. Hyuuung. Teukie hyung! Jungs -"
"WHAT," Leeteuk explodes, peeling his eyes open and propping himself up on the couch with his elbow, "DO YOU WANT, KANGIN?"
Kangin kneels earnestly down beside him. "Nothing much. I'm bored. Let's do something."
Leeteuk nearly raises a fist to hit Kangin on the head.
"Like, I don't know, watch a movie," Kangin babbles on, oblivious to the ominous danger that is Leeteuk's fist of doom. "What movies do we have? Do we have popcorn? Do you want to maybe, I don't know, go to your room and hang out? So I can devour you instead of popcorn?" Kangin licks his lips.
Leeteuk concludes that there is something decidedly wrong with today and collapses back down into the welcome embrace of the couch. "Know what," he suggests, patting Kangin's shoulder with his unclenched fist when he decides against punching Kangin's nose in. Who knows what Kangin would do in retaliation? He shudders at the thought. "Why don't you let me sleep in peace while you make the popcorn, go to my room and pop in a movie? Don't wait for me."
Leeteuk doesn't have his eyes open in time to see Ryeowook shoot Kangin a look of sympathy and Kangin roll around, devastated, on the floor in frustration.
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Three.
Leeteuk starts to suspect something fishy when he opens the container to two pancakes and a sugar heart squashed in between. Weird. Under normal circumstances, Leeteuk would never consider eating these strange pancakes, especially with Ryeowook breathing down his neck.
"What," Leeteuk says flatly.
"I see pawns," Ryeowook chirps in reply, "those chess pieces? Don't eat those. They aren't made out of sugar like the heart." He points to the two plastic figures laid on top of each other in very incriminating positions next to the pancakes, where Kangin had very artfully made sure that there was space to keep them in.
Then again, this isn't a normal circumstance, and thus Leeteuk finds himself taking a tentative bite of the pancake and thinking, hey, it's not too bad. He takes another bite.
And another.
And another.
And ano -
"Can I have some?" Shindong asks hopefully from Leeteuk's right, where he seems to have popped out of nowhere. "They look good."
Leeteuk considers saying yes and throwing the pancakes into Shindong's mouth in disgust. But he can't have chess-piece-germs spreading to Shindong's stomach. That would be bad. And really unleaderly-like of him.
So Leeteuk does the only responsible thing he can do at the moment, to keep his fellow members out of harm's way. Self-sacrifice, self-sacrifice, he chants like a mantra, munching blissfully on the last morsel of his pancake and feeling very fulfilled.
Or maybe he just feels really full. Leeteuk isn't sure.
He really hopes Kangin didn't put alcohol into the pancakes because by the time he's done with filming and arrives back home, Leeteuk's head feels more than a little woozy and his legs seem to have turned into noodles. Cold, wobbly noodles. Then again, it might also be because of how weary he is from a long day of schedules.
"Hi Teukie," Kangin greets from the couch, "you're back late today."
"Filming dragged on," Leeteuk explains, "some technical difficulties blah blah blah. I'm exhausted. What are you doing here?" He drops down onto the couch beside Kangin, sighing.
"Waiting up for you," Kangin replies vaguely. "Did you eat the pancakes?"
"Yeah. Are you sure you took the alcohol out?"
"Um... no?"
Leeteuk stares at Kangin, his expression a genuine 'D:' face. "That's terrible!" He exclaims, "why would you do that? What if Ryeowook or Shindong had eate -"
He's interrupted by a resounding crash, and Leeteuk looks up to see Yesung dangling by his fingers on the rafters. "No I'm not going to move, Ryeowoo - oh." Yesung looks stunned for a moment. "Hi, hyung."
"I'm... not even going to ask," Leeteuk says after a moment of silence. "Don't let any dust get into your system though. That would be bad. And don't fall either."
"Yeah, got it." Yesung scrambles back up and hides himself.
Meanwhile, Kangin tries his very best not to look mortified.
"So. Where were we?" Leeteuk asks. "I'm just," he fingers a lock of his hair, " going to dismiss that as a hallucination, since you obviously put in alcohol and who knows what else in my pancakes. I hope you didn't put in drugs either." He narrows his eyes. "I don't want to be sent to the hospital again."
"No, don't worry." Kangin flails a little. "There isn't anything inside. Except my love." He grins.
Leeteuk would retort back, say that Kangin's love gives him honest-to-God tooth aches, but before he can get a word out, Kangin looks at him, really looks straight into his eyes, and he gets a little too close for comfort. Hmm, Leeteuk ponders while Kangin closes in, this is a little odd.
When Kangin places a hand on his cheek, everything becomes much clearer for Leeteuk. He tastes nervousness and anxiety and way too much time spent on his pillow practising when Kangin kisses him warily, hands coming up to secure Leeteuk by the sides. How Leeteuk knows all this, he doesn't bother asking, because Kangin is doing things to his heart and he's getting a little worried about its condition. It isn't like him to have his heart prance around in his rib cage.
"Oh," Leeteuk breathes when they part for air, "say that again?"
"Score." Kangin hides a grin and ruffles his hair.
- Bonus scene!
"Damn," Yesung comments sadly from above, "I kinda liked having Kangin give me money."
"Aw." Ryeowook jostles him to the side. "Well, we still have this to juice the money out of him." He smiles innocently and holds up a digital handheld camera.
"Ah." Yesung nods. "I wish I had your brain." He pounces on Ryeowook and they, well, fall from the rafters and end up on the floor, startled gazes meeting those of Kangin and Leeteuk's.
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I feel stupid for writing this. ): Trying to get out of writer's block AND IT'S NOT WORKING.
Kangin/Leeteuk, implied Yesung/Ryeowook; crack, romance; PG-13; ~2100 words
I disclaim.
For thundersquall so get to writing that brokeback mountain!au now. :| I even ninja-ed Yewook in there for you, Sheena. I won't be able to write you Yewook to save my life, I'm sorry, so I hope this makes up for it. :D And stop being grumpy over the lack of Key in Lucifer lmao. He looks hot enough as it is.
Prompt from Steph: cheat.
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Kangin is a cheater and always has been. This Leeteuk resigns to with a small sigh. He lifts the pawn off the chess board, plonks it down as an afterthought, and declares with a tone of finality, "You cheated."
"No, I didn't," is Kangin's immediate reply.
"You did," Leeteuk insists, tapping the chess piece violently on the table in his indignance. "Pawns can't move four steps."
"They do too."
"Not."
"Too."
"Not!"
"They do, actually," Yesung interrupts from in front of the TV where he has a can of coke and a bowl of popcorn balanced precariously on his lap. "Since they're small and used as pawns, they have the right to move as many steps as the queen, because they're - no I don't want anym... okay fine Ryeowook. Yes. Okay I'll eat one more popcorn if it makes you happy, it' s just instant popco - no I'm not insulting your cooking abilities, if that's what that dirty look is for, it's just that you don't really have to do anything except pop it into the microwave... yeah keep watching the movie, I was going to correct Teuk anyway. Anyway... where was I?" Yesung pauses, takes in a deep breath and exhales. "Now look what you've done, I can't remember what we were talking about in the first place."
Ryeowook glares at him. "And whose fault is that?"
"Yours, obvi -"
"Nevermind, Yesung," Leeteuk interjects hastily, and goes back to the task at hand. "I still think you cheated." He gives Kangin a stern stare and tries to summon up whatever leaderly instincts he's supposed to have.
"You heard the man," Kangin argues, leaning back against his chair and kicking a foot up on the table. "I wasn't cheating."
"But -"
"Just move."
Later, behind Leeteuk's back, Kangin passes Yesung a bill and thanks him for the help earlier. Yesung gives him a vexed look but pockets the dollar bill anyway.
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"Kangin, I don't think we use alcohol to make pancakes..."
Kangin turns, apron done up daintily into a ribbon, and raises an eyebrow. "What do we use then?"
"Um, baking powder?" Leeteuk gives Kangin a strange look and joins him at the stove. "Why are you making pancakes anyway? Is today a special occasion?"
"I like pancakes!" Shindong calls from the living room.
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One.
"He's been giving me a lot of money lately," Leeteuk hears Yesung tell Ryeowook across the aisle in the jetplane they're currently on, curiosity laced into his voice. "Apparently he has this grand plan to seduce -"
"Mmm," Kangin hums appreciatively, the gravelly sound rolling out from the back of his throat and successfully distracting Leeteuk from the conversation. "What soap did you use today?"
Leeteuk tilts his head a little to the side and watches Kangin from the corner of his eyes. "The soap I used yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that?" He answers, accepting the glass of juice the air stewardess holds out to him.
"Oh." Kangin looks vaguely disappointed. Brightening up, he props his chin on his hand and stares at the apple juice sloshing around in Leeteuk's glass. "Why don't I get any?"
"Any what?"
"Juice."
"You didn't ask for it."
"I'm pretty sure I did."
Leeteuk regards Kangin uneasily. "I don't remember you ordering this." He waves his glass of juice in front of Kangin's nose before bringing it quickly to his side, careful to keep it out of his reach. It's dangerous, sitting next to Kangin, knowing that he has the pure brute force to get what he wants, in which case is his glass of apple juice.
"I did," Kangin presses, leaning towards Leeteuk and easing an arm gently around his shoulders.
"None for you," Leeteuk is quick to retort when Kangin's hand makes a grab for the glass balanced dangerously between his fingers. "Seriously. Yah!"
Kangin ignores him and plucks it out of his hands. "Either I drink it from the glass or you feed it to me," he suggests wryly, taking a gulp and consequently intruding into Leeteuk's personal space.
"Give it back," Leeteuk commands, rather weak but it's still an order, so Kangin passes it back.
"I love you Teuk," Kangin starts unexpectedly after he swallows, leaning back into his seat and not quite finishing his sentence. He falls asleep, to Leeteuk's annoyance.
He goes back to eavesdropping on Yesung and Ryeowook but they've already quieted, Yesung's head lolling to the side on Ryeowook's shoulder and the other not quite minding it. He shrugs and hopes they'll tell him about this apparent grand plan of seduction soon because he ought to know everything about the members, being the good leader that he is, or supposed to be. At least, he hopes so.
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"I still don't see how alcohol-filled pancakes have anything to do with Shindong," Leeteuk tells Kangin after breakfast, Kangin wrapping a towel around his waist and the elder washing his face. "Isn't it a little unhealthy to be taking alcohol this early in the morning? Have you brainwashed him, Kangin? He didn't even eat it."
"What's wrong with eating pancakes in the morning?" Kangin asks absentmindedly, stepping into jeans and pulling the zipper up. "I made them for you, anyway, so I expect you to eat them."
Leeteuk's face falls. "But eating them would require me to pack them into a container and bring it along with me to the salon so that I can eat the pancakes on the way there. And then I'll have to wash the container, wipe it dry, and keep it -"
"Fine, hyung." Kangin pouts at him. "If you don't want the pancakes that I woke up especially early just to slave over for, say so."
"Kangin -"
Kangin huffs and, pulling on his shirt, exits the bathroom with a dramatic flourish.
Leeteuk sighs.
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"I don't think it's going to work out," Ryeowook whispers to Yesung, eyes darting around for anybody who might be listening in and evidently unaware of Leeteuk's sharp ears. "He didn't take them."
"Well I paid for the alcohol, he'd better not screw this one up," Yesung sniffs, "the apple juice was already a failure, it's not my fault I bought soda instead of soju. Kangin of all people should know best."
Leeteuk tilts his head to the side as if that will get his brain juices flowing and wonders just exactly what the two are up to. It doesn't help either that Kangin chooses later to sit in front of him rather than beside him, even with the seat next to Leeteuk conspicuously empty.
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During one of his breaks, Leeteuk receives a pink container and a note that reads, Took out the alcohol ^^~ I'll wash up. Kangin.
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Two.
"Hyung. Hyuuung. Teukie hyung! Jungs -"
"WHAT," Leeteuk explodes, peeling his eyes open and propping himself up on the couch with his elbow, "DO YOU WANT, KANGIN?"
Kangin kneels earnestly down beside him. "Nothing much. I'm bored. Let's do something."
Leeteuk nearly raises a fist to hit Kangin on the head.
"Like, I don't know, watch a movie," Kangin babbles on, oblivious to the ominous danger that is Leeteuk's fist of doom. "What movies do we have? Do we have popcorn? Do you want to maybe, I don't know, go to your room and hang out? So I can devour you instead of popcorn?" Kangin licks his lips.
Leeteuk concludes that there is something decidedly wrong with today and collapses back down into the welcome embrace of the couch. "Know what," he suggests, patting Kangin's shoulder with his unclenched fist when he decides against punching Kangin's nose in. Who knows what Kangin would do in retaliation? He shudders at the thought. "Why don't you let me sleep in peace while you make the popcorn, go to my room and pop in a movie? Don't wait for me."
Leeteuk doesn't have his eyes open in time to see Ryeowook shoot Kangin a look of sympathy and Kangin roll around, devastated, on the floor in frustration.
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Three.
Leeteuk starts to suspect something fishy when he opens the container to two pancakes and a sugar heart squashed in between. Weird. Under normal circumstances, Leeteuk would never consider eating these strange pancakes, especially with Ryeowook breathing down his neck.
"What," Leeteuk says flatly.
"I see pawns," Ryeowook chirps in reply, "those chess pieces? Don't eat those. They aren't made out of sugar like the heart." He points to the two plastic figures laid on top of each other in very incriminating positions next to the pancakes, where Kangin had very artfully made sure that there was space to keep them in.
Then again, this isn't a normal circumstance, and thus Leeteuk finds himself taking a tentative bite of the pancake and thinking, hey, it's not too bad. He takes another bite.
And another.
And another.
And ano -
"Can I have some?" Shindong asks hopefully from Leeteuk's right, where he seems to have popped out of nowhere. "They look good."
Leeteuk considers saying yes and throwing the pancakes into Shindong's mouth in disgust. But he can't have chess-piece-germs spreading to Shindong's stomach. That would be bad. And really unleaderly-like of him.
So Leeteuk does the only responsible thing he can do at the moment, to keep his fellow members out of harm's way. Self-sacrifice, self-sacrifice, he chants like a mantra, munching blissfully on the last morsel of his pancake and feeling very fulfilled.
Or maybe he just feels really full. Leeteuk isn't sure.
He really hopes Kangin didn't put alcohol into the pancakes because by the time he's done with filming and arrives back home, Leeteuk's head feels more than a little woozy and his legs seem to have turned into noodles. Cold, wobbly noodles. Then again, it might also be because of how weary he is from a long day of schedules.
"Hi Teukie," Kangin greets from the couch, "you're back late today."
"Filming dragged on," Leeteuk explains, "some technical difficulties blah blah blah. I'm exhausted. What are you doing here?" He drops down onto the couch beside Kangin, sighing.
"Waiting up for you," Kangin replies vaguely. "Did you eat the pancakes?"
"Yeah. Are you sure you took the alcohol out?"
"Um... no?"
Leeteuk stares at Kangin, his expression a genuine 'D:' face. "That's terrible!" He exclaims, "why would you do that? What if Ryeowook or Shindong had eate -"
He's interrupted by a resounding crash, and Leeteuk looks up to see Yesung dangling by his fingers on the rafters. "No I'm not going to move, Ryeowoo - oh." Yesung looks stunned for a moment. "Hi, hyung."
"I'm... not even going to ask," Leeteuk says after a moment of silence. "Don't let any dust get into your system though. That would be bad. And don't fall either."
"Yeah, got it." Yesung scrambles back up and hides himself.
Meanwhile, Kangin tries his very best not to look mortified.
"So. Where were we?" Leeteuk asks. "I'm just," he fingers a lock of his hair, " going to dismiss that as a hallucination, since you obviously put in alcohol and who knows what else in my pancakes. I hope you didn't put in drugs either." He narrows his eyes. "I don't want to be sent to the hospital again."
"No, don't worry." Kangin flails a little. "There isn't anything inside. Except my love." He grins.
Leeteuk would retort back, say that Kangin's love gives him honest-to-God tooth aches, but before he can get a word out, Kangin looks at him, really looks straight into his eyes, and he gets a little too close for comfort. Hmm, Leeteuk ponders while Kangin closes in, this is a little odd.
When Kangin places a hand on his cheek, everything becomes much clearer for Leeteuk. He tastes nervousness and anxiety and way too much time spent on his pillow practising when Kangin kisses him warily, hands coming up to secure Leeteuk by the sides. How Leeteuk knows all this, he doesn't bother asking, because Kangin is doing things to his heart and he's getting a little worried about its condition. It isn't like him to have his heart prance around in his rib cage.
"Oh," Leeteuk breathes when they part for air, "say that again?"
"Score." Kangin hides a grin and ruffles his hair.
- Bonus scene!
"Damn," Yesung comments sadly from above, "I kinda liked having Kangin give me money."
"Aw." Ryeowook jostles him to the side. "Well, we still have this to juice the money out of him." He smiles innocently and holds up a digital handheld camera.
"Ah." Yesung nods. "I wish I had your brain." He pounces on Ryeowook and they, well, fall from the rafters and end up on the floor, startled gazes meeting those of Kangin and Leeteuk's.
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I feel stupid for writing this. ): Trying to get out of writer's block AND IT'S NOT WORKING.