Gentleman Mimi and Lady HeeHee
Title : Gentleman Mimi and Lady HeeHee
Staring : Obviously our Zhoumi and Heechul
Genre : comedy, friendship
Rating : G
Pairing : Heemi(friendship, cause I can’t imagine them together romantically. God I love them but a couple? Sorry Heemi shippers ;_; I see them as really tasteful and fashionable men who loves to hang out together)
Disclaimer : As much as I wish to own them, I don't.
Summary : Lady HeeHee in the house (ahhh, how good if you understand how badly I summarize things)
A/N : Blame Heechul’s hobby: reading SuJu fanfictions, SJM on a variety program and Lady HeeHee at Super Show 3! Super hot in lace tights and red heels! Drabble alert!
Gentleman Mimi and Lady HeeHee
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Heechul stepped out from the foggy bathroom of the dorm, a towel hanging down around his neck. He headed straight to his room and sat down in front of his laptop, his slender finger pressed ‘F5’ refreshing the fanfiction community page. Nothing new since the last hour, before he took his shower.
He let out a small sigh and opened another tab and searched for ‘Super Junior M’, currently the five boys were away at China with Henry and Zhoumi promoting their new album. Heechul haven’t called anyone yet but he was checking on them from time to time, through the internet.
Super Junior M’s Zhoumi nickname…
That caught Heechul’s attention and he clicked the link when suddenly Eeteuk barged into his room, his eyes frantic.
“What is it?” He asked and watched as Eeteuk, all dressed in white from head to toe, sat on the floor beside Heechul, out of breath.
“Jungsu, calm down.”
“Okay, I’m done. Manager-hyung told me you’re going to China?”
“Oh.” Heechul thought there was someone dying for Eeteuk to go all out of breath and barge into his room. If someone was really dead, Eeteuk would already be in tears even.
“Why? Are you-” Heechul saw what was going to come out from the eldest’s mouth and he decided to tell him straight away, he didn’t want Eeteuk throwing a fit and end up sobbing at one corner of his room.
“I’m going to appear in Seasoning’s latest drama as a guest.”
Eeteuk nodded, eyes already a little wet. “That’s nice! When are you leaving?”
“In another week.”
“When are you coming back to Korea then?” Eeteuk’s voice overlapped Heechul’s answer, he was getting anxious and jumpy. The leader was afraid the numbers were decreasing gradually, from 13, to 10 plus 2(of course)
“Three days, more if you don’t get out from my room now.” Heechul snapped; Eeteuk was always getting to emotional at everything. Eeteuk laughed a nervous laugh and went out of the room. Heechul guessed he would attack one of their dongsaengs and complain to them, Hae most probably.
“I should get Hae to sleep in my room more often, he’s going to be influenced by Teukie…Aish, how exactly is Hyukjae doing with the task to keep Donghae to him and not let Eeteuk influence him… I’ll get that kid…” he said to himself and Heebum came purring. “Heebum-ah, I’m tired, let’s sleep. Baengshin~” the male called his other cat, closed everything on his laptop, shut it down and climbed into bed, one that would perfectly fit another body, now it was occupied by his cats.
“Goodnight, Heebum, Baengshin, Hange-”
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He was in China, after he returned from the trip to one of the busiest streets Zhoumi and the manager decided to check out, to introduce the Korean male to the famous streets. The trip was flooded by a bunch of gifts from the Chinese E.L.Fs. And games involving eating skewered scorpians. Zhoumi was sleeping over at Heechul’s hotel room that night because the older one asked him to.
Being together with Zhoumi reminded Heechul when he hung out with the Super Junior M boys, when he was still there with them, hovering over them like Eeteuk would, like a mother.
“Ge, let’s watch a movie, with Korean subs.” Zhoumi called Heechul who was in his room in his bathrobe.
Heechul quickly changed into his pajamas, something too cartoony to Zhoumi’s taste but it looked perfectly suiting on the Korean.
“Here, ge.” The lanky man patted the empty space on the couch beside him. The main area lights were dimmed, to make it feel more like the theaters. Heechul sat down as instructed and leaned close to Zhoumi, like how he liked it when it was movie night back at the dorm. “You should come join our movie nights.”
“But, it’s what you guys do together.”
“You’re family, little Henli is family too. But be sure to bring some popcorn, there’s never enough popcorn for all of us.” He joked at the end and Zhoumi’s chest went up and down as he laughed. The laughter brought an instant warmness inside of Heechul.
“Okay, ge.” The taller man said and decided to have a little chat before the movie started. “Is that a gift from a fan?” he pointed at his pajamas.
“Yea, as always. Wait, speaking of fans, why do your friends call you Gentleman Mimi and speaking of subs, why can’t fans sub Chinese into Korean?”
“Huh?” Zhoumi said, Heechul wasn’t looking directly at the man so he didn’t catch that smirk Zhoumi was giving.
“Korean subs, it’s as frustrating as being unable to find a good fic online on a rainy day. I have to rely on transcripts and sometimes bad web translations.” Heechul huffed and sat up straight, looking at the Chinese man.
“Learn Chinese then, I can teach you.” He offered with a smile on his face.
“I don’t have the time.” He said but who knew that the man secretly borrowed Yesung’s Chinese phrase book some times. It was hard having Ryeowook constantly noticing the missing of his Yesung's book.
“Then I guess, ge, you have to bear those transcripts and web translations.”
Heechul groaned and leaned back on Zhoumi’s chest, his arms crossed. Suddenly he sat back up again, “How about the Gentleman Mimi thing? I’m sure it didn’t translate wrong since I heard your fans call you Gentleman Mimi.”
“It’s nothing, a random nickname.” Zhoumi said matter off factly. He was embarrassed how he had gotten that nickname, “inspired by Lady Gaga.”
“Oh, Lady Gaga eh…” Heechul mused, plotting, planning.
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“Ge! I can’t believe you dressed as Lady Gaga during the show!” Zhoumi accused, his voice still parched and sick.
“Stop screaming, you’re irritating my ears.” He said but he was concerned of the lanky man’s throat.
“Sorry…”
“It’s Lady HeeHee, by the way.” Heechul cackled like he succeeded in the world’s most diabolical plan.
“You’re drunk aren’t you ge?”
“I am most certainly not, when are you getting your bony ass here?” he slurred, and did a mental calculation of the soju bottles in front of him. Six.
“Super Show is coming to China, ge. Why get there when you guys are coming here? You’re definitely drunk…”
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