super fail. ahaha
Random drabbles, with the help of this generator <333.
Pretty safe, minus a few words and suggestive themes *grins*
Most of them are super FAIL. This is the product of writing at 4-6 in the morning with no sleep.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. And some of those themes didn't make sense at the time. xD
My Eunhae bias shows again.
Kyuhyun / Kibum / you're filthy
“You’re filthy,” Kibum states as Kyuhyun walks into his room. “Go take a shower or something. You’re stinking up my room.”
Kyuhyun stares at him dumbly. “But you said we’d play StarCraft together.” His voice stays monotone. Kibum eyes him darkly.
“Go take a shower first,” he replies solemnly, turning back to his game.
“But Teukie hyung is in the bathroom.” Kyuhyun’s voice starts to dance. His eyes narrow and curve slightly. Kibum thinks about throwing a book at his dongsaeng, but realization hits him instead. He stares at Kyuhyun briefly with widened eyes, before swiveling again in his chair. He scoots over.
“Never mind. No more sex for you today.”
Kyuhyun grins.
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Kibum / Siwon / I've wanted to try this for a long time
Siwon closes his Bible and sets it on his bedside table. He peers over at Kibum-eyebrows raised-watching intently as the younger band mate lays silently on his bed. He furrows his eyebrows together and his lips form into a pout-like thing, still staring at his roommate. He lightly scratches the side of his head and lets out a sigh.
“Hyung?” Kibum sits up on his bed. He’s looking over at Siwon now, a confused expression on his face. “Are you… okay?”
Siwon’s face twists yet again, and he crawls to the edge of the bed. “I’ve wanted to try this for a long time.” He slides off of his mattress one leg at a time and climbs onto Kibum’s bed. He’s on all fours as he leans in closer to Kibum, and the younger boy’s eyes widen.
“H-hyung, what are you--?” Kibum stumbles backward as Siwon flattens his palm aggressively against his forehead. “HYUNG, WHAT THE FU--?!”
“YOU HAVE BEEN FORGIVEN! PRAISE JAAAYYYSSUS!”
à(HAHAHAHAH I’M TERRIBLY SORRY FOR THIS BUT SIWON. SIWON. SIWON.)
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Eeteuk / Yehsung / reckless endangerment
Yesung knows that whenever Eeteuk is around, there are bound to be problems.
Yesung also knows that whenever a very drunk Eeteuk is around, there are bound to be problems and bitching and whining and sex and mental retardation. Unfortunately, even with his unmatchable knowledge towards his leader, his powers are still not great enough to stop all possible disasters caused by Eeteuk-plus-two-bottles-of-soju (Pussy, he tells him every time).
“Jong’oonie~,” Eeteuk sings out to him. His arms are outstretched and reaching for him. Yesung chokes on his food and quickly dabs at his mouth with a napkin. He sinks lower into his seat and hopes that the fangirls didn’t notice. He pulls his cap down and wraps his scarf around his neck tighter.
“Jong’oonie, what are you doing here all by yourself?” Eeteuk calls out again, louder this time. He pats him none-too-gently on his shoulder, practically knocking him out of his seat. “You look ridiculous in that getup of yours.” Eeteuk engages in a giggle fit.
A hush and a few whispers and a lot of pointing.
“Jong’oonie, are you trying to hide from someone?” Eeteuk waves his hands around. “LOOKIE EVERYONE! IT’S JONG’OONIE! IS HE HIDING FROM YOU?” He points to a senile man. “OR YOU?” A lady hides a giggle behind her hand. “OOOOOOOOOOOR PERHAPS YOU?” He points at Yesung. Yesung sulks.
A lot of squealing.
“Well, shit, hyung.”
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Ryeowook / Eunhyuk / constant repeat
“Hyung, do you think this shirt makes me look fat?” Ryeowook stares at himself in the mirror.
Eunhyuk clicks on a webpage.
“Hyung.”
Eunhyuk smiles at a comment left by an old friend on his Cyworld.
“Hyung.”
Eunhyuk bites his lip at a recent picture of Donghae at some game show.
“…Hyung?”
Eunhyuk’s single-eyelids snap open. He stares up at Ryeowook. He pulls his hands out of his pants.
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Hankyung / Donghae / different
“Donghae,” Hankyung says with an accent, “you look different today.”
Donghae flashes a tight-lipped smile. “Is that supposed to be a good thing or bad thing?” He continues to fold his clothes neatly into his duffel bag.
“Good thing,” Hankyung reassures, grinning and patting his back before leaving the room. “I’m sure Hyukjae will be surprised when he sees you.”
Donghae pauses for a brief moment to smile again, with teeth this time. He bites his lip as he beams, holding his plane ticket securely in his hand. “I can’t wait.”
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Siwon / Eeteuk / cars
“Lord, please save us from all sickness, criminals (bless their souls), and-“ He opens an eye and looks over at Eeteuk, who is unnaturally leaning forward and has the steering wheel in a death grip. “-car accidents.”
“Shut up, Siwon,” Eeteuk growls, his face rigid and slightly trembling. Sweat beads down his forehead. “We can make it. We can make it.”
Siwon prays harder.
“STOP IT, SIWON! YOU’RE DISTRACTING ME!”
Siwon is almost crying. “Lord, please help Eeteuk. Enlighten him, oh Lord.” He presses his forehead against his clasped hands. “Or please, Lord… at least start the car for him.”
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Kyuhyun / Siwon / Beijing fried rice
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ‘THERE’S NO BEIJING FRIED RICE’?!” Kyuhyun yells from the couch.
Eeteuk tries to calm him down. “No, no, it’s okay, Kyuhyunnie. Hankyung will be back soon.”
Kyuhyun glares at his hyung. “It didn’t take Heechul hyung that long to recover.”
Eeteuk sighs and pats the magnae’s head. “Calm down, Kyu. Just give him more time.”
“UGH! I SWEAR, PEOPLE NEED TO STOP HAVING SEX AROUND THIS HOUSE!”he yells, startling his leader.
“K-kyu, what are you talking about?” Eeteuk asks nervously.
Kyuhyun narrows his eyes angrily at the man sitting on the armchair. He points.
“Siwon,” he growls.
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Ryeowook / Eunhyuk / you were always my favorite
“Donghae, Donghae, Donghae!” Eunhyuk yells frustratingly. He’s tempted to smack his monitor.
“Hyung, what’s wrong?” Ryeowook asks as he steps into the room.
Eunhyuk flails his arms towards the screen. “THIS!”
Ryeowook takes a moment to read. The younger member smiles. “Awwwe, that’s so cute.” He grins widely. Eunhyuk stares him down.
“Cute? CUTE?!” Eunhyuk grabs Ryeowook’s shoulders and forces him to look at him. “EVERYTHING IS ABOUT DONGHAE! EVERYONE LOVES DONGHAE! CAN’T THEY SEE WE’RE EUNHAE! WE’RE SUPPOSED TO BE FAMOUS TOGETHER!” He pauses to catch his breath from yelling too much. “And look. You even value him more than the rest of us. “ He points to a posted entry from a radio interview.
Ryeowook blushes and giggles a little. “Hyung…” He places his hand lightly on Eunhyuk’s head. “I never tell them this (becauseyou’rejusttoofuntoteaseandreallywhat’sashowwithoutteasingyou?), but…” Ryeowook pats his head. “…you were always my favorite.”
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Sungmin / Siwon / traveling con artists
Sungmin clicks the ‘send’ button. He smiles. Yet another one. He leans back and looks out the window. “Ah, the weather here in America is so… so…” A beep distracts him.
“Ooh, an email response already.” He chuckles and dances in his seat as he attempts to open the message. His face falls.
Hyung! God will punish you! He knows what you’ve been doing!
So I suggest you fly back here and stop fooling people!
In God’s love, Siwon.
Sungmin grits his teeth. “So much for a capable partner,” he sighs. He pouts as he closes the lid on his laptop. “Maybe Kyuhyun won’t give up so easily.”
à(LMAO okay TOTALLY didn’t make any sense and most likely didn’t even fit the prompt but oh well. This was too hard for me, especially with no sleep HAHA)
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Donghae / Eunhyuk / high towers and other places to keep a princess
“Hyukah,” Donghae mumbles as he lies on Eunhyuk’s chest. “If I was a princess and I was locked in some really really tall and scary and smelly tower, would you be my knight-in-shining-armor and rescue me?”
Eunhyuk stops playing with Donghae’s hair and lifts himself up with his elbow. “Donghae, what the fuck are you talking about?”
Donghae pouts and sits up. “Would you rescue me if I was locked up in a tower?” he asks again, slightly whiny.
Eunhyuk stares at him skeptically. “Donghae. First of all, there are no friggin’ towers here like that. Secondly, even if there were towers like that here, I doubt anyone would be sane enough to keep you there, with you ranting about aliens and kyuteuk blinding you and kangteuk traumatizing you.” He stands up and picks at a blossom from the tree. “And lastly…” He lifts Donghae up by his arms and forces him to stand. He stares into his eyes and smiles. “If you were to be locked up, I would be there with you.”
à(Eunhae always calls for retardedness and cheesiness.)
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Yehsung / Kangin / that's how the story goes
“Are you serious?” Yesung asks dumbfounded. “I thought the thing between you and Eeteukie hyung was…?”
Kangin stands proudly between the beds. “Nope. Fanservice is completely just to spice up the relationship.”
“I thought you, of all people, wouldn’t be…ya know… gay.”
“Weeellllll.” Kangin grins. “Things happen.”
“Yet you almost handicapped Heechul hyung for calling you a fag.”
Kangin sighs. “What can I say? Teukie is pretty enough to be a girl anyway. Besides, he fails at almost everything. He needs some Kangin to balance it all out.”
Yesung rolls his eyes. “Whatever.”
(Uhm…super fail? HAHAHA)
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Eunhyuk / Eeteuk / settling an old score
“YOU!” Eeteuk yells at Eunhyuk after a KTR broadcast. Eunhyuk turns, half asleep.
“Whunguh?” Eunhyuk mumbles groggily.
“YOU! YOU PROMISED TO…TO-“ Eeteuk blushes. “Y-you know… that thing… you promised… on my birthday?”
Eunhyuk stares with half-lidded eyes. “What thing? And didn’t your birthday just pass? I don’t remember promising you anything…”
Eeteuk waves his hands. “No, no. Not this year. Remember? Back in high school?”
Eunhyuk swallows and pretends to forget. “N-no, hyung. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“YOU SAID YOU’D BLOW ME IF I STOPPED BULLYING YOU!” Eeteuk flushes immediately and looks around cautiously, hoping no one heard despite his fairly loud and screechy yell.
Eunhyuk grimaces. “B-but hyung… it’s been years… c-can’t you just… let that one go?” He chuckles nervously, running his hand up and down his (man)bag. He frowns. “You… you fought with Kangin hyung again, didn’t you?” He eases up a little. “He denied you sex, didn’t he?”
Eeteuk pales. “N-no… I...” He drops his head. “Yes.”
Eunhyuk clucks his tongue. “Well, sorry to say this, Hyung, but I promised Donghae that I’d be clean tonight.” He turns and runs.
Eeteuk slouches and brings out his phone.
I hate you, he texts.
Heechul grins from his room.
(oh? Where did Heechul pop out from? O_O )
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Siwon / Shindong / the internet is for porn
Siwon’s eyes widen and his eyebrows rise inhumanely. “We don’t need a new internet line, Hyukkie.”
Eunhyuk pleads with the younger male. “Siwonnie, pleaseeeee? Please convince Teukie hyung to sign us up for a new one.” He’s almost in tears.
“We already have one, and it works just fine,” Siwon reasons. Eunhyuk stamps his foot in defiance.
“BUT I WANT A FASTER ONE!” he whines. Shindong barely contains his laughter as he strides past the room.
“Siwonnah, the internet is a wonderful place where you can download wonderful porn.” Shindong cackles again as he makes his way into Sungmin’s room.
Siwon raises his eyebrows again and points a finger at Eunhyuk. “You. One hour of prayer. Now.”
Eunhyuk cries.
-fin-
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Ahahaha a little too much amusement with the generator xDDDDDDDD
Omgod I’m never going to write that lateearly again. EVER.