Super Junior; Shihanchul; The New KangTeuk
Title: The New KangTeuk
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Siwon/Hankyung/Heechul
Word count: 1,983
Rating: R
Summary: My sub-group doesn't involve me going to a foreign country.
A/N: I wrote this while I took a break from Chapter 24 of The Best Days, because I felt like I had to go back to my roots (Shihanchul~♥). It was originally supposed to be stupid and Heechul in denial about secretly being happy for the two, and adorable, but it came out...like this, I suppose. Vaguely angsty with vague sex. I have a vague mind.
Also, look at me and my ttly unique titles! Because that joke hasn't been made before, nope.
"Fine," said Heechul, in a voice that wasn't sullen, or whining, or anything even in the realm of those words, because he was Heechul, and he didn't speak in that type of voice. "Go join your sub-group, see if I care."
Siwon and Hankyung exchanged exasperated looks that didn't endear them at all to Heechul, and Hankyung sighed. Heechul folded his arms and leant back against the wall, not about to shift from his position either physically or mentally. Really, he didn't care.
"Really," he said. "I don't care."
"Yes, you do," said Hankyung, and sat down on the edge of the bed. Heechul kicked him off.
"You've got your own sub-group," pointed out Siwon, and didn't make Hankyung's mistake and sat on the desk instead.
"My sub-group doesn't involve me going to a foreign country," said Heechul, glaring at the two, but in all honesty, he really didn't care.
"There's no need to be jealous," said Hankyung with a frown, stumbling slightly over his words, and Heechul knew that the longer he was in China, the more he'd stumble, until he forgot everything.
"I'm not jealous," he said, and glanced away from Hankyung.
"We thought you'd be happy for us," said Siwon, looking adorably heartbroken, but Heechul wasn't about to fall for that.
"I am happy for you," he insisted in a bored voice. "What makes you think that I'm not happy for you?"
"The way you're acting like a child about the entire thing," said Hankyung, and there was a tic in his eyebrow, and Heechul felt strangely happy about the way he'd managed to annoy Hankyung, because it meant that he at least had Hankyung's attention for just a little longer. He was acting like a child, and to be honest, he didn't care about that either.
"I don't care," said Heechul, and he pulled the covers over his legs and turned away. "Why don't you two just go off and become the new KangTeuk or something?"
The two did leave, Hankyung muttering something under his breath in Chinese, and Heechul lay down under the covers and tried to convince himself that he really didn't care. He really didn't care about the way that Hankyung was the new leader, and he'd be absolutely fantastic on television without Heechul there to see it. He didn't care about the way that he could already see the interviews, as Siwon and Hankyung laughed together, and called each other Siyuan and Hangeng. He didn't care about the fact that he knew that there would be dozen of new pictures out, Siwon and Hankyung talking or hugging, or just together, and Heechul nowhere to be seen, forgotten in the face of a new couple, the new KangTeuk.
It was Siwon who came into his room later, holding onto a mug of hot chocolate that he put on the table next to the bed as Heechul stared at the wall opposite him and tried to pretend that Siwon wasn't even in the same room. "Hankyung-hyung is annoyed at you," said Siwon quietly. "He thinks you should be happier for us."
"I am happy for you," said Heechul.
Siwon sat down on the bed, and put his hands on Heechul's waist and pulled him close and kissed him, and Heechul let him - encouraged him with a moan and hands running through his hair, as Siwon murmured something about not seeming like it, but Heechul ignored him. For a short while, he pretended that Hankyung wasn't part of this, that he actually had Siwon all to himself, that there was no such thing as Hangeng or Super Junior M, and that Siwon was only his, childish possession integrating itself with desire.
Heechul knew that things would only get worse before they got better, but he hadn't quite expected it to get this bad. Suddenly, everywhere he looked, Hankyung was practicing his Chinese with Donghae or Siwon; teaching Kyuhyun and Ryeowook something new backstage at performances; saying something to Henry. He came in with Siwon singing in Chinese, and Siwon laughed at him, and neither translated for Heechul.
Heechul knew that, really, he should be happy for Hankyung, and he was, truthfully. Years and years of speaking nothing but Korean had taken its toll on him, and Heechul didn't blame him for taking this chance with both arms wide open, grasping it firmly less it should escape from him. It was a fantastic opportunity, Heechul recognised that, and it would allow the Chinese boy to go home to his own country, speak his own language, perform whenever he wanted to, say whatever he wanted to without being stuck because he didn't know this word, or he couldn't express that feeling. Heechul wanted him to have that.
Heechul didn't want Hankyung to have that if it meant that Hankyung was going to go back to being firmly Chinese, without any Korean in him at all, speaking in Chinese to Siwon and pulling him along with him while he left Heechul behind because he didn't have that skill, he hadn't learnt because he didn't need to, because Hankyung spoke Korean. There was no room for Heechul in that sub-group, not with Hankyung as the leader and mother, and Siwon as the father, posing together in photos with wide smiles and Chinese writing.
"Shut up," said Heechul one day when Hankyung started singing something in Chinese, harshly, and it made Hankyung stare at him in shock. "Stop speaking in Chinese," said Heechul, and he closed his eyes tightly. "It's annoying, you know how to speak Korean anyway. You aren't in China yet."
Hankyung looked at him as though Heechul had slapped him, and then he stormed out of the room, Siwon looking between the two of them with a worried expression, and after a minute he got up and went after Hankyung, and Heechul slumped down in his seat, alone through his own doing.
By the time that the actual music video came out, Hankyung was refusing to sleep with him. Heechul wouldn't have called it a falling out or anything like that, because by outside standards, nothing had changed, but Hankyung no longer slipped inside his room at night, or laughingly kissed him as they passed in the hallway, or let Heechul pull him into hidden corners and run his fingers over the buttons on his shirt. Siwon stopped too, smiling tightly at Heechul as Hankyung pulled him past, and he stopped coming to Heechul's room too, and Heechul watched as he went to Hankyung's room instead.
"I'm not annoyed at Ryeowook and Kyuhyun," said Yehsung late one night, as Heechul sat in the main room in the dark, watching a horror film on the television, the light flickering over his face. "I think it's good that they've got this chance."
"I don't want to talk about this," said Heechul forcefully. "I'm not annoyed at them being able to have this chance, I'm annoyed at them for something else."
"Fine," said Yehsung, but he paused on his way out of the door. "I'd sort it out quickly, if I was you though," he said. "Hankyung doesn't hold grudges, but he might make an exception if you continue acting like this."
Heechul doesn't watch the music video. He leaves the room when everyone else crowds around the television, making appreciative noises in their throats. He locks himself in his room, and while he knows that Hankyung has been right all along, he isn't going to admit that he's being childish. He can't watch that music video, where Siwon and Hankyung are dancing together, and he's not there, for the first time. His Super Junior T video was different, because that had been only him. He'd been the one in the music video, and there was something inherently wrong about there being just two in a music video.
He secretly tapes the first interview that is aired with Korean subtitles, and he sits in his room while his unsuspecting fellow members yell at him to come watch, you're missing it and you won't be able to see it again. He sneaks out of his room that night and watches it with the sound turned off in the dark, and it's just like he thought it would be and worse, because that's Hangeng who's speaking, not Hankyung - confident instead of shy, loud instead of quiet, Chinese instead of Korean, and he knows that if it wasn't for the subtitles, he wouldn't have a clue what he was saying. He wouldn't have a clue with Siwon was saying. He doesn't have a clue what he's doing anymore.
"I saw your interview," he said quietly when Hankyung and Siwon return from China, Siwon helping Hankyung to drag in a large suitcase.
Hankyung paused and looked at him with a quietly thoughtful expression on his face. "You saw that?"
"Yes," said Heechul, and didn't mention that he taped it. "They subtitled it, so we could watch it."
"What did you think?" Hankyung asked guardedly, pulling his bag out of the doorway as Siwon tripped over it.
"It was good," said Heechul vaguely. "You were good. Confident."
Hankyung grinned at him, hearing what Heechul didn't say more than what he did say, and Heechul rolled his eyes at him and wandered back into his room as Hankyung said something in Chinese to Siwon, who shrugged and pulled another bag into the room.
*
The door opens and a chip of light falls onto Heechul's face, and he wakes with a start, blinking as the light disappears and there's nothing save for two figures, blurred in the darkness. "Go away," he says loudly, and turns over, because if he's going to be burgled or murdered, then he's at least going to get some sleep while it happens.
"Hyung, it's us," says Siwon's voice, and Heechul glances back as the taller figure nods at him.
Hankyung says something in Chinese, and Heechul can't bring himself to be annoyed about that, because there's something strange about Hankyung's voice when he speaks Chinese that isn't exactly bad; a deeper voice, a stronger voice, without the struggle that comes with Korean. Siwon answers him in Chinese, and suddenly Hankyung is kissing him and pushing him down into the bed with firm hands, and Siwon sits down near Heechul's head and pulls his hands up and holds them there, and he doesn't let go. Hankyung's legs tangle in his own and hold them down, until Heechul is arching his back as Hankyung hovers just out of reach.
"Ni hao," says Hankyung, and Heechul can just make out a smile in the darkness, and then Hankyung raises his head and says something to Siwon, who moves and kisses Heechul hard, one hand leaving Heechul's wrists and pushing through his hair, as Hankyung's hands push his vest top up and his mouth brushes over his stomach, and Heechul gasps into Siwon's mouth as Hankyung's hands slip under the waistband of his pyjama bottoms and then back out again to push Heechul's hips down.
He says something else in Chinese, and Heechul thinks that it may have been an order; that Hankyung is ordering Siwon to do things in Chinese, so that Heechul can't work out what's happening. A shiver runs down Heechul's spine as Hankyung kisses his neck and murmurs something in his ear that Heechul can't understand and doesn't need to anyway, because it's suddenly enough, Hankyung able to order and talk and say what he wants to happen, instead of breathy mixtures of Korean and Chinese as Heechul kisses him.
Siwon's mouth makes a trail down his stomach, and then further down still, and Heechul grips his hair as Hankyung keeps saying things in Chinese in his ear, and Heechul isn't sure what he thinks anymore about anything, other than a vague recognition that Chinese could be good for him after all.
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Siwon/Hankyung/Heechul
Word count: 1,983
Rating: R
Summary: My sub-group doesn't involve me going to a foreign country.
A/N: I wrote this while I took a break from Chapter 24 of The Best Days, because I felt like I had to go back to my roots (Shihanchul~♥). It was originally supposed to be stupid and Heechul in denial about secretly being happy for the two, and adorable, but it came out...like this, I suppose. Vaguely angsty with vague sex. I have a vague mind.
Also, look at me and my ttly unique titles! Because that joke hasn't been made before, nope.
"Fine," said Heechul, in a voice that wasn't sullen, or whining, or anything even in the realm of those words, because he was Heechul, and he didn't speak in that type of voice. "Go join your sub-group, see if I care."
Siwon and Hankyung exchanged exasperated looks that didn't endear them at all to Heechul, and Hankyung sighed. Heechul folded his arms and leant back against the wall, not about to shift from his position either physically or mentally. Really, he didn't care.
"Really," he said. "I don't care."
"Yes, you do," said Hankyung, and sat down on the edge of the bed. Heechul kicked him off.
"You've got your own sub-group," pointed out Siwon, and didn't make Hankyung's mistake and sat on the desk instead.
"My sub-group doesn't involve me going to a foreign country," said Heechul, glaring at the two, but in all honesty, he really didn't care.
"There's no need to be jealous," said Hankyung with a frown, stumbling slightly over his words, and Heechul knew that the longer he was in China, the more he'd stumble, until he forgot everything.
"I'm not jealous," he said, and glanced away from Hankyung.
"We thought you'd be happy for us," said Siwon, looking adorably heartbroken, but Heechul wasn't about to fall for that.
"I am happy for you," he insisted in a bored voice. "What makes you think that I'm not happy for you?"
"The way you're acting like a child about the entire thing," said Hankyung, and there was a tic in his eyebrow, and Heechul felt strangely happy about the way he'd managed to annoy Hankyung, because it meant that he at least had Hankyung's attention for just a little longer. He was acting like a child, and to be honest, he didn't care about that either.
"I don't care," said Heechul, and he pulled the covers over his legs and turned away. "Why don't you two just go off and become the new KangTeuk or something?"
The two did leave, Hankyung muttering something under his breath in Chinese, and Heechul lay down under the covers and tried to convince himself that he really didn't care. He really didn't care about the way that Hankyung was the new leader, and he'd be absolutely fantastic on television without Heechul there to see it. He didn't care about the way that he could already see the interviews, as Siwon and Hankyung laughed together, and called each other Siyuan and Hangeng. He didn't care about the fact that he knew that there would be dozen of new pictures out, Siwon and Hankyung talking or hugging, or just together, and Heechul nowhere to be seen, forgotten in the face of a new couple, the new KangTeuk.
It was Siwon who came into his room later, holding onto a mug of hot chocolate that he put on the table next to the bed as Heechul stared at the wall opposite him and tried to pretend that Siwon wasn't even in the same room. "Hankyung-hyung is annoyed at you," said Siwon quietly. "He thinks you should be happier for us."
"I am happy for you," said Heechul.
Siwon sat down on the bed, and put his hands on Heechul's waist and pulled him close and kissed him, and Heechul let him - encouraged him with a moan and hands running through his hair, as Siwon murmured something about not seeming like it, but Heechul ignored him. For a short while, he pretended that Hankyung wasn't part of this, that he actually had Siwon all to himself, that there was no such thing as Hangeng or Super Junior M, and that Siwon was only his, childish possession integrating itself with desire.
Heechul knew that things would only get worse before they got better, but he hadn't quite expected it to get this bad. Suddenly, everywhere he looked, Hankyung was practicing his Chinese with Donghae or Siwon; teaching Kyuhyun and Ryeowook something new backstage at performances; saying something to Henry. He came in with Siwon singing in Chinese, and Siwon laughed at him, and neither translated for Heechul.
Heechul knew that, really, he should be happy for Hankyung, and he was, truthfully. Years and years of speaking nothing but Korean had taken its toll on him, and Heechul didn't blame him for taking this chance with both arms wide open, grasping it firmly less it should escape from him. It was a fantastic opportunity, Heechul recognised that, and it would allow the Chinese boy to go home to his own country, speak his own language, perform whenever he wanted to, say whatever he wanted to without being stuck because he didn't know this word, or he couldn't express that feeling. Heechul wanted him to have that.
Heechul didn't want Hankyung to have that if it meant that Hankyung was going to go back to being firmly Chinese, without any Korean in him at all, speaking in Chinese to Siwon and pulling him along with him while he left Heechul behind because he didn't have that skill, he hadn't learnt because he didn't need to, because Hankyung spoke Korean. There was no room for Heechul in that sub-group, not with Hankyung as the leader and mother, and Siwon as the father, posing together in photos with wide smiles and Chinese writing.
"Shut up," said Heechul one day when Hankyung started singing something in Chinese, harshly, and it made Hankyung stare at him in shock. "Stop speaking in Chinese," said Heechul, and he closed his eyes tightly. "It's annoying, you know how to speak Korean anyway. You aren't in China yet."
Hankyung looked at him as though Heechul had slapped him, and then he stormed out of the room, Siwon looking between the two of them with a worried expression, and after a minute he got up and went after Hankyung, and Heechul slumped down in his seat, alone through his own doing.
By the time that the actual music video came out, Hankyung was refusing to sleep with him. Heechul wouldn't have called it a falling out or anything like that, because by outside standards, nothing had changed, but Hankyung no longer slipped inside his room at night, or laughingly kissed him as they passed in the hallway, or let Heechul pull him into hidden corners and run his fingers over the buttons on his shirt. Siwon stopped too, smiling tightly at Heechul as Hankyung pulled him past, and he stopped coming to Heechul's room too, and Heechul watched as he went to Hankyung's room instead.
"I'm not annoyed at Ryeowook and Kyuhyun," said Yehsung late one night, as Heechul sat in the main room in the dark, watching a horror film on the television, the light flickering over his face. "I think it's good that they've got this chance."
"I don't want to talk about this," said Heechul forcefully. "I'm not annoyed at them being able to have this chance, I'm annoyed at them for something else."
"Fine," said Yehsung, but he paused on his way out of the door. "I'd sort it out quickly, if I was you though," he said. "Hankyung doesn't hold grudges, but he might make an exception if you continue acting like this."
Heechul doesn't watch the music video. He leaves the room when everyone else crowds around the television, making appreciative noises in their throats. He locks himself in his room, and while he knows that Hankyung has been right all along, he isn't going to admit that he's being childish. He can't watch that music video, where Siwon and Hankyung are dancing together, and he's not there, for the first time. His Super Junior T video was different, because that had been only him. He'd been the one in the music video, and there was something inherently wrong about there being just two in a music video.
He secretly tapes the first interview that is aired with Korean subtitles, and he sits in his room while his unsuspecting fellow members yell at him to come watch, you're missing it and you won't be able to see it again. He sneaks out of his room that night and watches it with the sound turned off in the dark, and it's just like he thought it would be and worse, because that's Hangeng who's speaking, not Hankyung - confident instead of shy, loud instead of quiet, Chinese instead of Korean, and he knows that if it wasn't for the subtitles, he wouldn't have a clue what he was saying. He wouldn't have a clue with Siwon was saying. He doesn't have a clue what he's doing anymore.
"I saw your interview," he said quietly when Hankyung and Siwon return from China, Siwon helping Hankyung to drag in a large suitcase.
Hankyung paused and looked at him with a quietly thoughtful expression on his face. "You saw that?"
"Yes," said Heechul, and didn't mention that he taped it. "They subtitled it, so we could watch it."
"What did you think?" Hankyung asked guardedly, pulling his bag out of the doorway as Siwon tripped over it.
"It was good," said Heechul vaguely. "You were good. Confident."
Hankyung grinned at him, hearing what Heechul didn't say more than what he did say, and Heechul rolled his eyes at him and wandered back into his room as Hankyung said something in Chinese to Siwon, who shrugged and pulled another bag into the room.
*
The door opens and a chip of light falls onto Heechul's face, and he wakes with a start, blinking as the light disappears and there's nothing save for two figures, blurred in the darkness. "Go away," he says loudly, and turns over, because if he's going to be burgled or murdered, then he's at least going to get some sleep while it happens.
"Hyung, it's us," says Siwon's voice, and Heechul glances back as the taller figure nods at him.
Hankyung says something in Chinese, and Heechul can't bring himself to be annoyed about that, because there's something strange about Hankyung's voice when he speaks Chinese that isn't exactly bad; a deeper voice, a stronger voice, without the struggle that comes with Korean. Siwon answers him in Chinese, and suddenly Hankyung is kissing him and pushing him down into the bed with firm hands, and Siwon sits down near Heechul's head and pulls his hands up and holds them there, and he doesn't let go. Hankyung's legs tangle in his own and hold them down, until Heechul is arching his back as Hankyung hovers just out of reach.
"Ni hao," says Hankyung, and Heechul can just make out a smile in the darkness, and then Hankyung raises his head and says something to Siwon, who moves and kisses Heechul hard, one hand leaving Heechul's wrists and pushing through his hair, as Hankyung's hands push his vest top up and his mouth brushes over his stomach, and Heechul gasps into Siwon's mouth as Hankyung's hands slip under the waistband of his pyjama bottoms and then back out again to push Heechul's hips down.
He says something else in Chinese, and Heechul thinks that it may have been an order; that Hankyung is ordering Siwon to do things in Chinese, so that Heechul can't work out what's happening. A shiver runs down Heechul's spine as Hankyung kisses his neck and murmurs something in his ear that Heechul can't understand and doesn't need to anyway, because it's suddenly enough, Hankyung able to order and talk and say what he wants to happen, instead of breathy mixtures of Korean and Chinese as Heechul kisses him.
Siwon's mouth makes a trail down his stomach, and then further down still, and Heechul grips his hair as Hankyung keeps saying things in Chinese in his ear, and Heechul isn't sure what he thinks anymore about anything, other than a vague recognition that Chinese could be good for him after all.