My New Fic
Title: How Kyuhyun fell down the gay-hole 1
Author: creepyhole
Pairing: KyuMin
Genre: Romance; Crack/Humour
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Kyuhyun finally admits to himself that he's gay, Sungmin doesn't know, and everyone's just stupid.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters owned by SM Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
It happened.
Just bloody happened.
After the party, after that mood-destroying party...it happened.
And so he's gay.
He's gay.
Kyuhyun stared at the ceiling for how long he didn't know, and finally thought that it was exasperating since the ceiling wouldn't stare back at him. He clutched the sheets tightly and sighed out loud. His mind wasn't working, but he didn't mind, because he didn't trust himself to comprehend of something. His breath was a mixture of annoyance and exhaustion. His forehead creased as he felt the sudden coldness that wrapped around him, and that's when he realized that he slept without his shirt.
Last night was unforgettable for him. And he meant a beautiful memory to remember and would always be there inside his mind. It was kind of freaky, and scary, and alarming and lovely and everything nice.
He blinked and gripped the sheets, tighter this time. What happened last night suddenly flashed through his mind like the cold wind of a winter night.
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He had enough.
It should stop already.
He couldn't take it anymore.
He was fucking mad right now.
Really mad...
How dare he to wrap his arms around Henry's waist?
Just how dare he to do it in front of him?
That's it.
It's the right time for him to move!
And so he did.
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Kyuhyun suddenly dragged the older man away from the crowd for him to be able to talk to him. Just the two of them. No other person included.
“K-Kyuhyun?” Sungmin stuttered and even caught his breath.
He sneered. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked haughtily and gripped the latter's arm, making him wince in pain. But he didn't care. He needed to give some attention to his troubled feelings for now.
"What are you talking about?"
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes before he take a deep breath and narrated everything that made his mood drop a bit. That's why he was acting like a bitch as he faced his hyung with his usual snobby face.
Sungmin was flirting with Henry, he concluded. With sparkling eyes and seductive smile, he knew that the shorter man was clearly making a move to get Henry's attention, which was successful, by the way, because Henry had his eyes on Sungmin.
And that's what made it hard. In order for him not to really show the abrupt animosity, he glanced at Zhou Mi, only to find out that the tall man was staring at Sungmin. Staring. Fucking staring at his hyung!
He was like petrified at what he saw. Zhou Mi was sipping his champagne, his adam's apple distracting him when he looked at him again, and his eyes were hovering over Sungmin. He was damn surprised, very surprised, actually, because the way the Chinese man checked his hyung out was distressing. There was something in those dark-chocolate eyes, something that was giving him the creeps. Could it be that Zhou Mi finally drowned himself to the fact that he really liked Sungmin due to fan fictions and the way the fans wrote about them? Or could it be that Zhou Mi realized that Sungmin was a beautiful man who could make people die because of his amazing beauty and such?
Stupid, stupid, fans, he thought, and glanced at Sungmin; with narrowed eyes and twitched lips. He didn't like the view. Henry's arm was placed on Sungmin's shoulder, and the older man was leaning against it. They looked good, in fact, and that's what made it harder.
He breathed out and decided to talk to Zhou Mi.
"So, when are you going back to China, Mi? Surely, you can't be here in Korea for more than two days. You don't like it here, right? You told me that when we were in China five months ago, I believe," he coldly started and took a bite of the strawberry cake. He frowned. He hated strawberries, strawberry cakes, and every food that's made of strawberres. Then he thought of Sungmin. He ate it anyway.
"Well, I changed my mind. I love it here...and when I say love, people are included in it,'" Zhou Mi answered and cackled. Kyuhyun plastered a fake smile, and suddenly he felt the urge of punching the latter hard, on his chin.
You mean Sungmin-hyung? he thought and gripped the wine glass.
"Oh, you like someone, eh? Who's the fortunate man---woman?" he asked, and reminded himself not to just say 'woman' because he might be wrong, and that Zhou Mi might actually like a girl. He didn't want to receive a slap--err, a punch. Okay, a punch from Zhou Mi.
"I can't say it..." Zhou Mi sang, making him feel annoyed even more. He didn't like the sound of Zhou Mi's voice. It was pestering the hell out of him.
Whatever, you bastard. I knew already. And I hate it, he thought again. He kept his mouth shut and didn't respond.
"Ahh, Sungmin's so pretty, isn't he? Look at how he smiles and talks? It feels like heaven," Zhou Mi commented and pointed at Sungmin by his wine glass. Kyuhyun diverted his gaze at Sungmin, and he wanted to strangle the other one.
Fuck you, Lee Sungmin. Just fuck you, his mind shouted and he chilled himself before he placed his glass on the table. He licked his lips and started to walk toward Sungmin's direction.
He needed to move already...
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Kyuhyun growled when Sungmin just laughed after his rather long narration about what happened earlier. He gritted his teeth and held his hyung's shoulder.
"Why are you laughing?" he seriously asked and stared at the man's eyes, letting himself engulf in those chocolate orbs. He gulped, and tried to remind himself not to stutter because it would be embarrassing.
"You're so cute, don't you know that?" Sungmin asked back and pinched his cheeks. "You're so cute and I guess you're not aware of that..."
"W-What?" Kyuhyun knew that he was blushing, but he ignored it and pretended that he was mad. Or something like that.
"Oh, do stop moping, you. I am just happy...and Henry's too young! And please...I'm not like that. I'm not into guys---"
"You're not?!" his eyes widened and received a slap on the arm. He pouted at Sungmin who was now glaring at him. "Hyung, that hurt!"
"You deserved that, you imbecile. I am not gay, okay? Never, jesus."
Kyuhyun wanted to ask, confirm the new information from Sungmin, but he abruptly lost his tongue. Sungmin was too adorable, nibbling his upper lip, while looking back at the crowd he came from earlier before Kyuhyun dragged him there.
"O-Okay," he softly answered and scratched his head. He was really crazy. Sungmin could never be gay...never. It wasn't right, and the fact that they were living in a country where gays are hated, are not accepted, was making it pretty tough. Hell, why was he thinking of that? It wasn't like he was gay. Or...fuck.
He slightly gasped when Sungmin hugged him, like a child who just found his mother after he got lost in a mall. He returned the cute affection with a bear hug. How he loved the feeling of being hugged by Sungmin, but he loved the feeling even more if it was him who would hug the latter.
"Kyu..." Sungmin cooed, and he replied with a 'hmm'. "You know that I love you, right?"
His heart was now beating so fast, as if a horse was running at his back, wanting to tear him into pieces, and suddenly, he found it hard to breathe. What Sungmin said wasn't something surprising, but how he said it just did the blow. His voice was gentle, afraid of hurting him, and he sounded so vulnerable. He wrapped his arms even tighter.
"I know...Always," he responded with a gentle voice too. He added a quick kiss on the head and he knew that Sungmin smile. He knew that the latter loved this kind side of him.
"Then stop staring at me like you're going to rape me or something. It gives me the creeps, honestly," Sungmin chuckled and pulled away. His eyes were shining, like golden plates served in front of royal people. And it reminded him the beauty of the moon.
"H-Huh?"
"You're so jealous. But don't worry, I'm only yours..."
He didn't trust himself to speak. He was flabbergasted. Oh god, someone should catch him now. He was falling down like a kite loosing its string.
"I..."
"I'll call you Kyu from now on. It seems that you're not going to scold me if I called you that."
"H-Hyung..."
Sungmin held his hand and pulled him, heading toward the crowd again. This time, Kyuhyun wasn't aggravated anymore. Instead, he was melting, as if he was ice cream. And he wished that Sungmin was the one licking him. Okay, that went wrong, but never mind.
"S-Sungmin..." he uttered throatily. Sungmin looked back at him and gave him a warm smile.
"Be with me."
"Huh?"
"And Kyu?" Sungmin faced him with arms hovered over his chest.
"W-What---"
"Please shut up."
Kyuhyun wanted to run away and hide somewhere when he saw Sungmin walked toward the direction where he was going. He was very hungry and Ryeowook's cupcakes were always the best, especially the frosted icing which he would put atop them. He found out that he was staying inside their room for 5 freaking hours already and that he needed some fresh air to breathe, or maybe a sight of Sungmin would do. However, seeing the latter now coax him to bump his head against the wall. It was a new feeling to him, and he was scared.
"Kyu, good morning!!!" Sungmin cheerfully greeted him and linked their arms together.
Oh lordy, he nervously thought and felt his hands sweat.
"G-Good morning, hyung..." he greeted back dryly. Sungmin eyed him curiously.
"Are you feeling okay?"
Okay? Okay? Why would I be okay? You're so close to me and you're so beautiful and you smell so sexy and I am an idiot because I am gay and I hate it and why the hell am I thinking of these stupid things? his mind shouted. He grinned stupidly and shrygged.
"I'm good..."
Sungmin smiled back. "Okay then! Are you free today?"
"Why?"
His hyung called for Eunhyuk who immediately arrived after a few minutes of cursing, yelling, and destroying of joysticks. He snickered at Sungmin and ignored the toothy smile the latter gave to him.
"Eunhyuk and I will be going to the mall today. And I want you to come with us!"
Kyuhyun nodded. "Okay then. After breakfast?"
"Yes!" Sungmin answered.
Kyuhyun laughed and patted his hyung's hair. "Fine with me."
"Yay!"
He laughed once more.
Eunhyuk rolled his eyes and nudged Sungmin. "Hyung, don't forget that Zhou Mi is coming with us."
Sungmin smirked and told Eunhyuk that he didn't forget. It's time for Kyuhyun to widen his eyes in disapproval. NO FUCKING WAY THAT ZHOU MI WAS COMING WITH THEM!
He needed to have a plan. Sungmin, whether he liked it or not, whether Zhou Mi would be bitchy or not, this day was his and Sungmin's included with it. Fuck everything, Sungmin's his. And that lanky man's not getting any. Never.
[tbc]
Author: creepyhole
Pairing: KyuMin
Genre: Romance; Crack/Humour
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Kyuhyun finally admits to himself that he's gay, Sungmin doesn't know, and everyone's just stupid.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters owned by SM Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
It happened.
Just bloody happened.
After the party, after that mood-destroying party...it happened.
And so he's gay.
He's gay.
Kyuhyun stared at the ceiling for how long he didn't know, and finally thought that it was exasperating since the ceiling wouldn't stare back at him. He clutched the sheets tightly and sighed out loud. His mind wasn't working, but he didn't mind, because he didn't trust himself to comprehend of something. His breath was a mixture of annoyance and exhaustion. His forehead creased as he felt the sudden coldness that wrapped around him, and that's when he realized that he slept without his shirt.
Last night was unforgettable for him. And he meant a beautiful memory to remember and would always be there inside his mind. It was kind of freaky, and scary, and alarming and lovely and everything nice.
He blinked and gripped the sheets, tighter this time. What happened last night suddenly flashed through his mind like the cold wind of a winter night.
"""""""""""""""""""""
He had enough.
It should stop already.
He couldn't take it anymore.
He was fucking mad right now.
Really mad...
How dare he to wrap his arms around Henry's waist?
Just how dare he to do it in front of him?
That's it.
It's the right time for him to move!
And so he did.
"""""""""""""""""""""
Kyuhyun suddenly dragged the older man away from the crowd for him to be able to talk to him. Just the two of them. No other person included.
“K-Kyuhyun?” Sungmin stuttered and even caught his breath.
He sneered. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked haughtily and gripped the latter's arm, making him wince in pain. But he didn't care. He needed to give some attention to his troubled feelings for now.
"What are you talking about?"
Kyuhyun rolled his eyes before he take a deep breath and narrated everything that made his mood drop a bit. That's why he was acting like a bitch as he faced his hyung with his usual snobby face.
Sungmin was flirting with Henry, he concluded. With sparkling eyes and seductive smile, he knew that the shorter man was clearly making a move to get Henry's attention, which was successful, by the way, because Henry had his eyes on Sungmin.
And that's what made it hard. In order for him not to really show the abrupt animosity, he glanced at Zhou Mi, only to find out that the tall man was staring at Sungmin. Staring. Fucking staring at his hyung!
He was like petrified at what he saw. Zhou Mi was sipping his champagne, his adam's apple distracting him when he looked at him again, and his eyes were hovering over Sungmin. He was damn surprised, very surprised, actually, because the way the Chinese man checked his hyung out was distressing. There was something in those dark-chocolate eyes, something that was giving him the creeps. Could it be that Zhou Mi finally drowned himself to the fact that he really liked Sungmin due to fan fictions and the way the fans wrote about them? Or could it be that Zhou Mi realized that Sungmin was a beautiful man who could make people die because of his amazing beauty and such?
Stupid, stupid, fans, he thought, and glanced at Sungmin; with narrowed eyes and twitched lips. He didn't like the view. Henry's arm was placed on Sungmin's shoulder, and the older man was leaning against it. They looked good, in fact, and that's what made it harder.
He breathed out and decided to talk to Zhou Mi.
"So, when are you going back to China, Mi? Surely, you can't be here in Korea for more than two days. You don't like it here, right? You told me that when we were in China five months ago, I believe," he coldly started and took a bite of the strawberry cake. He frowned. He hated strawberries, strawberry cakes, and every food that's made of strawberres. Then he thought of Sungmin. He ate it anyway.
"Well, I changed my mind. I love it here...and when I say love, people are included in it,'" Zhou Mi answered and cackled. Kyuhyun plastered a fake smile, and suddenly he felt the urge of punching the latter hard, on his chin.
You mean Sungmin-hyung? he thought and gripped the wine glass.
"Oh, you like someone, eh? Who's the fortunate man---woman?" he asked, and reminded himself not to just say 'woman' because he might be wrong, and that Zhou Mi might actually like a girl. He didn't want to receive a slap--err, a punch. Okay, a punch from Zhou Mi.
"I can't say it..." Zhou Mi sang, making him feel annoyed even more. He didn't like the sound of Zhou Mi's voice. It was pestering the hell out of him.
Whatever, you bastard. I knew already. And I hate it, he thought again. He kept his mouth shut and didn't respond.
"Ahh, Sungmin's so pretty, isn't he? Look at how he smiles and talks? It feels like heaven," Zhou Mi commented and pointed at Sungmin by his wine glass. Kyuhyun diverted his gaze at Sungmin, and he wanted to strangle the other one.
Fuck you, Lee Sungmin. Just fuck you, his mind shouted and he chilled himself before he placed his glass on the table. He licked his lips and started to walk toward Sungmin's direction.
He needed to move already...
"""""""""""""""""""""
Kyuhyun growled when Sungmin just laughed after his rather long narration about what happened earlier. He gritted his teeth and held his hyung's shoulder.
"Why are you laughing?" he seriously asked and stared at the man's eyes, letting himself engulf in those chocolate orbs. He gulped, and tried to remind himself not to stutter because it would be embarrassing.
"You're so cute, don't you know that?" Sungmin asked back and pinched his cheeks. "You're so cute and I guess you're not aware of that..."
"W-What?" Kyuhyun knew that he was blushing, but he ignored it and pretended that he was mad. Or something like that.
"Oh, do stop moping, you. I am just happy...and Henry's too young! And please...I'm not like that. I'm not into guys---"
"You're not?!" his eyes widened and received a slap on the arm. He pouted at Sungmin who was now glaring at him. "Hyung, that hurt!"
"You deserved that, you imbecile. I am not gay, okay? Never, jesus."
Kyuhyun wanted to ask, confirm the new information from Sungmin, but he abruptly lost his tongue. Sungmin was too adorable, nibbling his upper lip, while looking back at the crowd he came from earlier before Kyuhyun dragged him there.
"O-Okay," he softly answered and scratched his head. He was really crazy. Sungmin could never be gay...never. It wasn't right, and the fact that they were living in a country where gays are hated, are not accepted, was making it pretty tough. Hell, why was he thinking of that? It wasn't like he was gay. Or...fuck.
He slightly gasped when Sungmin hugged him, like a child who just found his mother after he got lost in a mall. He returned the cute affection with a bear hug. How he loved the feeling of being hugged by Sungmin, but he loved the feeling even more if it was him who would hug the latter.
"Kyu..." Sungmin cooed, and he replied with a 'hmm'. "You know that I love you, right?"
His heart was now beating so fast, as if a horse was running at his back, wanting to tear him into pieces, and suddenly, he found it hard to breathe. What Sungmin said wasn't something surprising, but how he said it just did the blow. His voice was gentle, afraid of hurting him, and he sounded so vulnerable. He wrapped his arms even tighter.
"I know...Always," he responded with a gentle voice too. He added a quick kiss on the head and he knew that Sungmin smile. He knew that the latter loved this kind side of him.
"Then stop staring at me like you're going to rape me or something. It gives me the creeps, honestly," Sungmin chuckled and pulled away. His eyes were shining, like golden plates served in front of royal people. And it reminded him the beauty of the moon.
"H-Huh?"
"You're so jealous. But don't worry, I'm only yours..."
He didn't trust himself to speak. He was flabbergasted. Oh god, someone should catch him now. He was falling down like a kite loosing its string.
"I..."
"I'll call you Kyu from now on. It seems that you're not going to scold me if I called you that."
"H-Hyung..."
Sungmin held his hand and pulled him, heading toward the crowd again. This time, Kyuhyun wasn't aggravated anymore. Instead, he was melting, as if he was ice cream. And he wished that Sungmin was the one licking him. Okay, that went wrong, but never mind.
"S-Sungmin..." he uttered throatily. Sungmin looked back at him and gave him a warm smile.
"Be with me."
"Huh?"
"And Kyu?" Sungmin faced him with arms hovered over his chest.
"W-What---"
"Please shut up."
Kyuhyun wanted to run away and hide somewhere when he saw Sungmin walked toward the direction where he was going. He was very hungry and Ryeowook's cupcakes were always the best, especially the frosted icing which he would put atop them. He found out that he was staying inside their room for 5 freaking hours already and that he needed some fresh air to breathe, or maybe a sight of Sungmin would do. However, seeing the latter now coax him to bump his head against the wall. It was a new feeling to him, and he was scared.
"Kyu, good morning!!!" Sungmin cheerfully greeted him and linked their arms together.
Oh lordy, he nervously thought and felt his hands sweat.
"G-Good morning, hyung..." he greeted back dryly. Sungmin eyed him curiously.
"Are you feeling okay?"
Okay? Okay? Why would I be okay? You're so close to me and you're so beautiful and you smell so sexy and I am an idiot because I am gay and I hate it and why the hell am I thinking of these stupid things? his mind shouted. He grinned stupidly and shrygged.
"I'm good..."
Sungmin smiled back. "Okay then! Are you free today?"
"Why?"
His hyung called for Eunhyuk who immediately arrived after a few minutes of cursing, yelling, and destroying of joysticks. He snickered at Sungmin and ignored the toothy smile the latter gave to him.
"Eunhyuk and I will be going to the mall today. And I want you to come with us!"
Kyuhyun nodded. "Okay then. After breakfast?"
"Yes!" Sungmin answered.
Kyuhyun laughed and patted his hyung's hair. "Fine with me."
"Yay!"
He laughed once more.
Eunhyuk rolled his eyes and nudged Sungmin. "Hyung, don't forget that Zhou Mi is coming with us."
Sungmin smirked and told Eunhyuk that he didn't forget. It's time for Kyuhyun to widen his eyes in disapproval. NO FUCKING WAY THAT ZHOU MI WAS COMING WITH THEM!
He needed to have a plan. Sungmin, whether he liked it or not, whether Zhou Mi would be bitchy or not, this day was his and Sungmin's included with it. Fuck everything, Sungmin's his. And that lanky man's not getting any. Never.
[tbc]