Song for a Fool
Title: Song for a Fool
Author: ich_heisse_kai
Pairing: kyumi
Rating: pg
Length: oneshot
Summary: Zhoumi is clueless
Kyuhyun wasn’t a very patient man. There were times his patience lasted longer than normal, like when Henry was having a particularly hard day and cried on Kyuhyun’s shoulder, or when Donghae was homesick and decided to go to him for comfort, but his patience was a record short for one certain member.
Zhoumi, SJM’s own pure Chinese member (because Hangeng was too Korean now), was a special man. With his unbelievably wide smiles and eyes that somehow contained stars in their depths, was a hopeless romantic, but had an extremely hard time deciphering Kyuhyun’s not-so-subtle hints and clues.
Kyuhyun groaned in agony when Sungmin called all the way from Korea just to laugh at him. “It’s so obvious,” Sungmin told him, “it seems Zhoumi is the only one who doesn’t know.”
After a long, and frustrating, day, Kyuhyun grabbed Zhoumi’s skinny wrist and drug him to the side. The other members passed them without much of a care and organized who was going to shower when and all that good stuff.
“What’s wrong, Kuixian?” Zhoumi asked, in his bright, sunshine voice and Kyuhyun rolled his eyes.
Zhoumi cocked his head to the side as Kyuhyun scanned the room to make sure no one was eavesdropping or spying on them. When he was convinced, he turned his eyes back to the tall Chinese man and said, “You’re a moron, you know that?” before hooking his arm around Zhoumi’s neck, yanking him down to his height and pressing a firm kiss to the older male’s lips.
Kyuhyun was amused to see no smile on Zhoumi’s face when he let the older man go. Instead, his eyes were wide and the stars there were glittering brighter than Kyuhyun had ever seen them. After a moment, Zhoumi grinned and experimentally pecked Kyuhyun’s lips again.
Zhoumi giggled and Kyuhyun rolled his eyes, turning on his heel and leaving. When he reached the hall, Kyuhyun looked over his shoulder to see Zhoumi standing dumbly where he had left him. Kyuhyun scoffed, a small smile appearing on his own lips. “Are you coming?” Zhoumi grinned at him and trotted after him.
Taking Kyuhyun’s hand, Zhoumi said, “I love you, Kuixian~”
Kyuhyun only chuckled and squeezed the hand in his. “Yeah,” he said, “I love you too. But you’re still a fool.”
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i wrote this in 20 minutes... so it might be a little... bad. ^^
Author: ich_heisse_kai
Pairing: kyumi
Rating: pg
Length: oneshot
Summary: Zhoumi is clueless
Kyuhyun wasn’t a very patient man. There were times his patience lasted longer than normal, like when Henry was having a particularly hard day and cried on Kyuhyun’s shoulder, or when Donghae was homesick and decided to go to him for comfort, but his patience was a record short for one certain member.
Zhoumi, SJM’s own pure Chinese member (because Hangeng was too Korean now), was a special man. With his unbelievably wide smiles and eyes that somehow contained stars in their depths, was a hopeless romantic, but had an extremely hard time deciphering Kyuhyun’s not-so-subtle hints and clues.
Kyuhyun groaned in agony when Sungmin called all the way from Korea just to laugh at him. “It’s so obvious,” Sungmin told him, “it seems Zhoumi is the only one who doesn’t know.”
After a long, and frustrating, day, Kyuhyun grabbed Zhoumi’s skinny wrist and drug him to the side. The other members passed them without much of a care and organized who was going to shower when and all that good stuff.
“What’s wrong, Kuixian?” Zhoumi asked, in his bright, sunshine voice and Kyuhyun rolled his eyes.
Zhoumi cocked his head to the side as Kyuhyun scanned the room to make sure no one was eavesdropping or spying on them. When he was convinced, he turned his eyes back to the tall Chinese man and said, “You’re a moron, you know that?” before hooking his arm around Zhoumi’s neck, yanking him down to his height and pressing a firm kiss to the older male’s lips.
Kyuhyun was amused to see no smile on Zhoumi’s face when he let the older man go. Instead, his eyes were wide and the stars there were glittering brighter than Kyuhyun had ever seen them. After a moment, Zhoumi grinned and experimentally pecked Kyuhyun’s lips again.
Zhoumi giggled and Kyuhyun rolled his eyes, turning on his heel and leaving. When he reached the hall, Kyuhyun looked over his shoulder to see Zhoumi standing dumbly where he had left him. Kyuhyun scoffed, a small smile appearing on his own lips. “Are you coming?” Zhoumi grinned at him and trotted after him.
Taking Kyuhyun’s hand, Zhoumi said, “I love you, Kuixian~”
Kyuhyun only chuckled and squeezed the hand in his. “Yeah,” he said, “I love you too. But you’re still a fool.”
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i wrote this in 20 minutes... so it might be a little... bad. ^^