kyuhyuk - superbad
anonymous
January 15 2011, 15:23:12 UTC
“So are you doing anything tonight?” Hyukjae asks over his empty tray. Kyuhyun’s barely finishing his food before he speaks.
“It’s Friday. Of course I’m doing something,” Kyuhyun muffles.
“It’s a Friday night. Don’t lie.”
“Okay, I was just going to play videogames until it was Sunday. I mean, Saturday.”
“You have to come over then.”
“Why?”
“Because my mom is inviting you to dinner.”
*
“You are so skinny,” Hyukjae’s mom says, sliding plates of food towards Kyuhyun. She slaps Hyukjae’s hand away from them.
“I’m skinny too!” Hyukjae says.
Kyuhyun stares down at the food, and feels a napkin dab his mouth. He thinks it must be Hyukjae’s mom, until he sees the arm connected to Hyukjae’s body.
“I think we’re full,” Hyukjae says. He scoots his chair back, and Kyuhyun follows suit. “We’re going to go do our homework now.”
“Okay, you guys have fun. I love you, Hyukjae,” his mother says. When Kyuhyun tails Hyukjae up the stairs, he snorts and whispers, “I love you too.”
Kyuhyun’s been in Hyukjae’s room before, but when it was clean. He steps over comic books, pairs of shoes, and open CD cases. “Dude, why is your room like-like-”
“I was cleaning in the morning, but I was going to miss the bus. I don’t have my car yet,” Hyukjae says, sitting on the flannel blankets of his bed. It squeaks under him.
Kyuhyun walks to Hyukjae’s desk, picking up random objects. A lunchbox catches his eye, and he unlatches it.
“Hey, what are you doing over there?” Hyukjae says, peeking over Kyuhyun’s shoulder. Then he grabs the lunchbox out of Kyuhyun’s hand and a million slips of paper explode out of it.
“What’s wrong with you?” Kyuhyun says, picking up the pieces. Then he looks at the messy pile he’s gathered, and realizes there is something wrong with Hyukjae. “Are these drawings of penises?”
Hyukjae sighs. “Nobody has seen those since the 3rd grade.”
Re: kyuhyuk - superbad
anonymous
January 15 2011, 15:26:35 UTC
lol, anon. i adore this. kyuhyun playing video games until sunday, hyukjae's mom, hyukjae drawing penises. omg. ;_______; it's so good. continue, please? i haven't read super junior fic in so long adfjkl;j
“It’s Friday. Of course I’m doing something,” Kyuhyun muffles.
“It’s a Friday night. Don’t lie.”
“Okay, I was just going to play videogames until it was Sunday. I mean, Saturday.”
“You have to come over then.”
“Why?”
“Because my mom is inviting you to dinner.”
*
“You are so skinny,” Hyukjae’s mom says, sliding plates of food towards Kyuhyun. She slaps Hyukjae’s hand away from them.
“I’m skinny too!” Hyukjae says.
Kyuhyun stares down at the food, and feels a napkin dab his mouth. He thinks it must be Hyukjae’s mom, until he sees the arm connected to Hyukjae’s body.
“I think we’re full,” Hyukjae says. He scoots his chair back, and Kyuhyun follows suit. “We’re going to go do our homework now.”
“Okay, you guys have fun. I love you, Hyukjae,” his mother says. When Kyuhyun tails Hyukjae up the stairs, he snorts and whispers, “I love you too.”
Kyuhyun’s been in Hyukjae’s room before, but when it was clean. He steps over comic books, pairs of shoes, and open CD cases. “Dude, why is your room like-like-”
“I was cleaning in the morning, but I was going to miss the bus. I don’t have my car yet,” Hyukjae says, sitting on the flannel blankets of his bed. It squeaks under him.
Kyuhyun walks to Hyukjae’s desk, picking up random objects. A lunchbox catches his eye, and he unlatches it.
“Hey, what are you doing over there?” Hyukjae says, peeking over Kyuhyun’s shoulder. Then he grabs the lunchbox out of Kyuhyun’s hand and a million slips of paper explode out of it.
“What’s wrong with you?” Kyuhyun says, picking up the pieces. Then he looks at the messy pile he’s gathered, and realizes there is something wrong with Hyukjae. “Are these drawings of penises?”
Hyukjae sighs. “Nobody has seen those since the 3rd grade.”
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8Db good job, anon! :D
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