Lover's Complex (4/?)
Title: Lover's Complex (4/?)
Genre: Romance/Drama/Humor
Pairing: KyuMin, implied KangTeuk; Sungmin's POV
Rating: PG-13?
Length: Chaptered
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Junior in any way. Standard fic disclaimer applies. Plot is mine, just that.
Summary: Sungmin found himself caught in the middle of the two things that mattered to him most: his family, with his sweet mother, overprotective father and seven siblings, and his boyfriend Kyuhyun. He doesn't know what will happen, nor does anyone else.
My heart fell into my stomach. I immediately ran up to Kyuhyun and my mom. Kyuhyun saw me and put his arm around my shoulder. I caught them in mid-conversation and my mom’s face was so happy. I braced myself for certain verbal impact. Mom turned to me with a smile on her face.
“Sweetie, your friend is such a charming boy. You should’ve brought him home earlier.” Mom said “Anyway, put your bags in your room and come down for lunch, okay?”
“Yes, Mom. We will.”
I grabbed Kyuhyun’s hand and briskly walked into my room. It was still the same from when I last saw it, all the pictures were still in their frames and the bed still positioned to the window. They haven’t changed the curtains since I left and I could still feel the same sense of home in my room after several months of being away. I took in a deep breath and realized that they didn’t exactly dust my room as often as they should have. I felt like there was a Persian cat in my throat.
“Forgive the dust; I haven’t been here in a while.” I coughed.
“Nah, it’s alright. I’ve breathed in worse things. At least it doesn’t smell like old socks.” Kyuhyun replied as he looked around.
“So,” I started awkwardly “What did my mom say when you were talking?”
“Nothing much, a lot like Siwon’s reaction; a smile and this strange giggle and an attempt to pinch my cheeks. Does she normally laugh like that?”
“Actually, yeah. You get used to it eventually.” I said.
“She’s nice; I can see where you get your giggle.” Kyuhyun said as he started looking at my various knick-knacks on my table.
I laughed and batted his arm as I picked up my bag from the floor and lugged it onto the bed. “I’ll go get the spare mattress from Yesung-hyung’s room. Feel free to stare at my bedroom walls. Hahaha.”
As I exited my room, I accidentally tripped over Kyuhyun’s bag. I was bracing myself for certain impact with either the floor or my bedroom door but to my surprise, I landed on something, rather on someone soft with a gentle thud to the ground.
“Aigoo, Kyuhyun-ssi, are you okay?” I exclaimed as tried to help him up.
“I’m okay. Nothing too bad, are you alright?” He replied trying to get up. Apparently, his bag strap tangled around our ankles. No matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t stand up properly until we untangled ourselves from Kyuhyun’s bag strap. I managed to get off of him and he tried to pull off his shoe so that he could slide his sock-covered foot out from the strap loops.
“I’m okay, what I find fascinating is that you managed to catch me.” I said as I helped him slide his shoe off.
“Come on, Sungmin-ah, I’m a superhero. That’s totally normal.” Kyuhyun said, tugging at the strap. As I pulled off Kyuhyun’s shoe, he let out this ridiculous chuckle that made me laugh.
“Sungmin-ah,” he exclaimed “Stop that, it tickles~”
“Well, I’m trying to get your shoe off! Hold in your tickle~”
“Ahh! Please! Let me take off my own shoe. AGH! Hahahaha…” Kyuhyun then just lied back on the ground, holding his sides as he laughed. His face was red from all the chuckling. Since his skin was so pale, the red showed up so vibrantly and I couldn’t help but laugh at him. I managed to slide his shoe off and push his foot, but it just made him laugh even harder.
“So much for superhero, Kyuhyun-ah.” I said to him, finally untangling his gosh-forsaken bag strap off of our ankles.
“Hey, it’s not like you aren’t ticklish anywhere. I should know.” Kyuhyun said with a smug look on his face.
“Don’t you get any ideas, mister. We’re in my parents’ house.” I placed my hands over his eyes.
“I know, I know. I don’t want to die young by the hand of your father.” He replied, placing his hands over mine and moving them away from his eyes.
A/N: Heyyyy. It's been a while, right? Sorry for a long wait. I was going through lots of stuff. Anywhoo, I'll be working on this over the break so maybe when I get the chance during this holiday, I'll update more. Sorry it's kind of short and hanging at the moment. XD I couldn't think of much. As usual, enjoy and comments are love! Happy Holidays!
Genre: Romance/Drama/Humor
Pairing: KyuMin, implied KangTeuk; Sungmin's POV
Rating: PG-13?
Length: Chaptered
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Junior in any way. Standard fic disclaimer applies. Plot is mine, just that.
Summary: Sungmin found himself caught in the middle of the two things that mattered to him most: his family, with his sweet mother, overprotective father and seven siblings, and his boyfriend Kyuhyun. He doesn't know what will happen, nor does anyone else.
My heart fell into my stomach. I immediately ran up to Kyuhyun and my mom. Kyuhyun saw me and put his arm around my shoulder. I caught them in mid-conversation and my mom’s face was so happy. I braced myself for certain verbal impact. Mom turned to me with a smile on her face.
“Sweetie, your friend is such a charming boy. You should’ve brought him home earlier.” Mom said “Anyway, put your bags in your room and come down for lunch, okay?”
“Yes, Mom. We will.”
I grabbed Kyuhyun’s hand and briskly walked into my room. It was still the same from when I last saw it, all the pictures were still in their frames and the bed still positioned to the window. They haven’t changed the curtains since I left and I could still feel the same sense of home in my room after several months of being away. I took in a deep breath and realized that they didn’t exactly dust my room as often as they should have. I felt like there was a Persian cat in my throat.
“Forgive the dust; I haven’t been here in a while.” I coughed.
“Nah, it’s alright. I’ve breathed in worse things. At least it doesn’t smell like old socks.” Kyuhyun replied as he looked around.
“So,” I started awkwardly “What did my mom say when you were talking?”
“Nothing much, a lot like Siwon’s reaction; a smile and this strange giggle and an attempt to pinch my cheeks. Does she normally laugh like that?”
“Actually, yeah. You get used to it eventually.” I said.
“She’s nice; I can see where you get your giggle.” Kyuhyun said as he started looking at my various knick-knacks on my table.
I laughed and batted his arm as I picked up my bag from the floor and lugged it onto the bed. “I’ll go get the spare mattress from Yesung-hyung’s room. Feel free to stare at my bedroom walls. Hahaha.”
As I exited my room, I accidentally tripped over Kyuhyun’s bag. I was bracing myself for certain impact with either the floor or my bedroom door but to my surprise, I landed on something, rather on someone soft with a gentle thud to the ground.
“Aigoo, Kyuhyun-ssi, are you okay?” I exclaimed as tried to help him up.
“I’m okay. Nothing too bad, are you alright?” He replied trying to get up. Apparently, his bag strap tangled around our ankles. No matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t stand up properly until we untangled ourselves from Kyuhyun’s bag strap. I managed to get off of him and he tried to pull off his shoe so that he could slide his sock-covered foot out from the strap loops.
“I’m okay, what I find fascinating is that you managed to catch me.” I said as I helped him slide his shoe off.
“Come on, Sungmin-ah, I’m a superhero. That’s totally normal.” Kyuhyun said, tugging at the strap. As I pulled off Kyuhyun’s shoe, he let out this ridiculous chuckle that made me laugh.
“Sungmin-ah,” he exclaimed “Stop that, it tickles~”
“Well, I’m trying to get your shoe off! Hold in your tickle~”
“Ahh! Please! Let me take off my own shoe. AGH! Hahahaha…” Kyuhyun then just lied back on the ground, holding his sides as he laughed. His face was red from all the chuckling. Since his skin was so pale, the red showed up so vibrantly and I couldn’t help but laugh at him. I managed to slide his shoe off and push his foot, but it just made him laugh even harder.
“So much for superhero, Kyuhyun-ah.” I said to him, finally untangling his gosh-forsaken bag strap off of our ankles.
“Hey, it’s not like you aren’t ticklish anywhere. I should know.” Kyuhyun said with a smug look on his face.
“Don’t you get any ideas, mister. We’re in my parents’ house.” I placed my hands over his eyes.
“I know, I know. I don’t want to die young by the hand of your father.” He replied, placing his hands over mine and moving them away from his eyes.
A/N: Heyyyy. It's been a while, right? Sorry for a long wait. I was going through lots of stuff. Anywhoo, I'll be working on this over the break so maybe when I get the chance during this holiday, I'll update more. Sorry it's kind of short and hanging at the moment. XD I couldn't think of much. As usual, enjoy and comments are love! Happy Holidays!