Epilogue to Of Wives and Weddings-- Parts One and Two
Epilogue to Of Wives and Weddings-- Parts One and Two
-- it's in series style, in different stages of their marriage
I was looking at my writing, and was like ".. I need to write something a little different. so. here goes nothing.
donteatmeidon'tknowwhatimdoing
enjoy^^
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Part One: The Wedding
Kyuhyun
I waited impatiently at the bathroom door in the wedding hall, which was safely guarded by Seohyun and Sooyung. They kept an eagle eye on the door, as if even the slightest movement of mine would set of some system of alarms. But you know, waiting for your husband who's like god the hottest guy in the universe to show up in a tux doesn't settle well with your patience. So that's why I found myself tied to a chair when I made the mistake of pushing past the two girls to knock on the door.
They were both whispering to each other, and suddenly, Sooyung cautiously slipped into the dressing area without allowing even the tiniest bit of Sungmin to be seen.
I rolled my eyes.
"How come she gets to go in, and I have to sit here tied to a chair? He's my husband, you know," I complained.
"Because. You chose to get married all secretly and stuff, and now you have to suffer the consequences. So you're going to follow our rules," Seohyun replied nonchalantly. Hmph. Meanie.
"Yeah, well now there's like 200 people out there, and I'm nervous enough as it is--"
"Serves you right."
"Okay, you know what. We've had this conversation before. I was a total ass--"
"Still are."
"DO YOU MIND. Thank you. So as I was saying. I was a total ass before--"
"Hah. Still are," Sooyung echoed Seohyun, emerging out of the changing room. She nodded once at Seohyun, who then proceeded to untie me.
"Okay. Now we're going to the wedding hall. And no, you don't get to see Sungmin." I whined, but was glad I could get out of the uncomfortable chair. Dragged by my wrist, I was reluctantly taken to the altar, and made to stand.
After what seemed like hours of waiting, the orchestral music began, and the doors opened.
I was shocked. Understatement of the century.
Sungmin was dressed in a simple white tux, with a black bowtie and white hand gloves. His hair was dyed blonde, which he insisted on doing even after I repeatedly told him not to, but I had to admit, it looked kind of totally completely good on him. So needless to say I found myself swallowing about ten gallons of spit by the time Sungmin reached the altar. His dad smiled at me, which I returned awkwardly, and took the bouquet from Sungmin's hand, and sat down. I couldn't resist the smile that appeared on my face as Sungmin shyly took my hand in his and walked up the small set of steps, facing towards me.
The vows were said, and rings exchanged, (last time we didn't have any) and everything was set in stone.
Now for the kiss part.
There was a palpable amount of tension in the air when the priest said, "You may kiss your...groom." Luckily, my good friend, who was the emcee for the wedding, broke the tension by adding, "Uh. Kyuhyun. That means you."
The audience erupted into small chuckles, and I smiled thankfully, closing the space between Sungmin and myself with a small kiss. Pulling away reluctantly when the emcee unnecessarily cleared his throat into the mike, I led Sungmin down the walkway, kissing his face while my friends whistled and clapped, adding comments of their own. A blush spread across Sungmin's face as a particularly enthusiastic onlooker took the liberty of getting the whole hall to chant "Kyumin" over and over again, the name that Sooyung and Seohyun decided to put on the invitation. I only smiled and brought Sungmin closer to me, placing a kiss on his cheek once more before heading towards the dining hall.
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Part Two: The Reception Part A
Kyuhyun
Eunhyuk, who was the emcee, brought my other friends Donghae, Kibum, Leeteuk, Kangin, Siwon, Yesung, and Heechul over to meet Sungmin, while Sungmin brought his friends Ryeowook, Hankyung, and Shindong over, and introduced them to my own. His friends were shy, just like Sungmin, but they easily found their way into the conversation.
"So," Heechul started his eyes scanning Sungmin, "who do we have here?"
"My husband," I said protectively, putting an arm around his shoulder. Sungmin shrugged it off, and I turned to look at him.
"Just because we're married, doesn't mean you have to tell the entire world, Kyuhyun."
"Challenge accepted," I said, walking over to the emcee stand. Before Sungmin had a chance to react, I shouted, "HEY EVERYONE. I'M CHO KYUHYUN, AND THAT MAN OVER THERE, LEE SUNGMIN, IS MY HUSBAND. AND IF IT'S NOT CLEAR ENOUGH--- HEECHUL GET YOUR DIRTY LITTLE FINGERS OFF MY HUSBAND--, THEN I'LL PROVE IT TO YOU."
So I walked over and kissed him. Except this time, without any concern of etiquette or proper behavior. But I was smacked again.
"Stupid head, I told you that the whole world didn't. need. to know., " Sungmin growled, accenting the last part.
"I must have heard wrong then," I said, smirking playfully.
"Idiot," he growled again, turning back to the group of guys. He stuck his hand out at Heechul. "Hi, I'm Sungmin, it's a pleasure to meet you. Sorry for his bad behavior before, I'll make sure he doesn't say something like that again."
Heechul looked at me, wiggling his eyebrows. "Looks like somebody's in for punishment," he said in a singsong voice. I smacked him. He chuckled, and shook Sungmin's hand, smiling at the confused look on the latter's face.
"Pa-pardon?" he asked innocently.
Eunhyuk butted in. "It's better that you don't know," he advised. Just then, Sooyung and Seohyun walked up, squeezing themselves between Sungmin and myself.
"Just what do you think you're doing," I grumbled at the two.
"Oh please, like you don't eye-fuck Sungmin just about every other second. It's getting kind of sickening, you know. Like. Back off," Sooyung commented.
"I like this girl," Heechul said, raising his hand out for a high five. She returned it, and turned back to me. Thankfully, Sungmin was too busy chatting with Kibum to notice what Sooyung had said before.
"Anyways, to keep Kyuhyun from stripping Sungmin right here, we've decided that they should be apart from each other. You know. To build some... healthy tension," Sooyung said again, this time earning a hug from Heechul.
"So. Seohyun and I will take Sungmin, and the rest of you, including Sungmin's friends, can take Kyuhyun." She turned to Sungmin's friends. "Just talk about all the dirty little secrets that he hasn't told anyone but you guys... I know we have plenty to tell..." she mused evilly.
"No no no. If there's any kind of bashing of Kyuhyun going on, then I so want to be a part of it. I'm coming with you guys," Heechul said.
"Fine. Anyone else care to join?"
Eunhyuk, Donghae, Siwon, and Yesung stepped up.
"What the hell do you all have against me?!" I exclaimed.
"Loads," Donghae said, smirking. "Loads."
I bit my lip nervously, but was dragged off by the others, as Sungmin was taken in the other direction. I was worried.. what if they told him sick, perverted things? Oh, who am I kidding, of course they were. Fucking Kim Heechul was in that group. I'm screwed.
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The Reception Part B
Sungmin
I was dragged off in the opposite direction as Kyuhyun, and kind of (completely and totally) afraid. I mean, everyone seemed nice and all, I just hoped that they would be nice to Kyuhyun as well. Sooyung guided me into the room, which I guess, served as a sort of living room. The rest sprawled across the couch, and I was made to unwillingly sit in the middle of all of them.
I ducked my head and stared at the shoes, feeling everyone's penetrating gaze on me. Suddenly, Eunhyuk sprang up and walked over, commanding me to stand as well. Keeping my gaze low, I stood, but was immediately told to look up.
His firm gaze held mine, and I was about to fall over, when someone said, "Hey Eunhyuk. He looks like he's gonna cry, the way you're staring at him. How 'bout you give him some space, eh?" This came from Donghae. Eunhyuk shrugged his shoulders and smiled. " 's not like Kyuhyun's gonna look at him any different... later tonight," he said, eliciting a cackle from Heechul. I sat back down, returning to my original position of staring at my shoes. What did he mean, Kyuhyun wasn't gonna look at me any different?
Sooyung eased the tension, walking over and allowing me to sit where I pleased. That didn't really help though, because there really was nowhere else to sit, so I sat in front of the sofa where Yesung was sitting.
"Cmon," Donghae called to everyone, patting the ground. "Let's sit in a circle and talk."
Everyone joined him, and I scooched over to, hugging my knees to myself and hiding behind Yesung's back. They all laughed, I guess at my timidity, so I laughed a little as well, hoping that someone would begin talking.
"So, Sungmin," Siwon began. "What do you already know about Kyuhyun?"
I thought about it. "Not much, really," I replied. "Just some trivial things."
"Like?"
"Um, well, that his favorite color is black, but it changed to light pink for some reason. And that he took cooking lessons for a while. And that he can't really draw. And, um, well he told me that he loved me," I added shyly in the end.
"Awhh, isn't that sweet," Seohyun said gently.
"Awhh, isn't that sweet," Heechul mocked. I looked up. He smirked, and said, "Is that really all you know?"
"Oh, um, his favorite ice cream is Strawberry with chocolate sprinkles and a cherry on top, he takes his coffee black with one spoon of sugar, his all time favorite homemade dish is cooked veal, his favorite genre of books is romantic tragedy, and his favorite children's movie is Mulan...I think that's it. Oh, I almost forgot! He loves to sing."
Heechul looked at me with a face. "You really are that good of a lover huh. Kyuhyun was right."
"Wait, he said that?" I asked, my face breaking into smile. Heechul smirked. "Yeah, he did. But, you know, I have to ask you a few things. Has he ever told you things like... mm. I dunno. Ahh. Like what his favorite TV show is? Or why his favorite color changed to light pink? Or what his... soft spots are?"
"Um, not really," I answered truthfully.
"How 'bout we enlighten you," Heechul answered. I nodded innocently.
Worst decision of my life.
"His favorite TV show..." Heechul drawled, examining his nails, "is Queer as Folk." "Ever seen it?" (A/N: BRITIN. YES. :D)
I lied and said I hadn't. Well, not really. I watched the first 2 episodes and was so embarrassed that I stopped.
"Ahh..." he mused. "Well you should. Just a heads up, Kyuhyun imagines himself to be Brian Kinney... and you to be... Justin Taylor. Yes, that was the name. He says that his dreams mimic those characters' encounters. It's a moving series really, you should watch it."
I was going to puke. WHAT?! Kyuhyun imagined himself to be Brian Kinney, the character who's this major playboy, not to mention sleeps with every guy he sees?!
Holding back my shock, I replied, "Oh, then I'll watch it." Heechul smiled. "You do that."
Eunhyuk commented this time. "As for light pink, I'll be frank. It's the color of your tongue." My face brightened. Kyuhyun was attracted to my... tongue? Of all things?
Heechul smirked. "I'm not sure that's the body part he was referring to, but whatever you say man." I blushed even more.
"I-I thought I remembered him saying that I wore a pink shirt one time..." I said quietly.
"Well you thought wrong," Heechul replied, messing with my hair.
"Finally, his soft spots," Donghae began, smiling manipulatively. "Are you aware... that Kyuhyun is quite sensitive in his lower back?"
I gulped, and said yes. "Oh no need to be shy, honey, I was just asking," Donghae assured. It did all but assure me, about anything for that matter. "Well it's good that you know... it could come in handy sometime."
"Um, Kyuhyun said that he didn't like it when people touched him there though," I commented.
"Oh, did he now?" asked Sooyung. I nodded shakily. "Well, he's lying."
"Wha-what?"
Sooyung spoke up again. "I said, he's lying. He loves it when people touch him there, regardless of who does it. I'm sure Heechul can give you more insight than me," she said, motioning to the person sitting next to me.
"Ah, indeed I can. Kyuhyun... mm, how do I put this lightly. Well, let's just say that Kyuhyun makes... interesting sounds when he's touched there. His whole body relaxes, and he's calmed down immediately. Heechul chuckled to himself. He knew inwardly that touching Kyuhyun in his back did all but relax him; he turned into a horny beast when he was touched there. But lying to Sungmin was for a good cause though.
Sooyung spoke again. "You know, Kyuhyun's been feeling a lot of stress lately, you might want to massage his back a bit." She exchanged a knowing glance with Heechul.
I guess it wouldn't hurt to let him relax a bit, I thought. I'd have to try it out later, regardless of what he said in return.
Yesung ended the meeting. "Alright, I think we've tortured him enough, why don't we all go back to meet Kyuhyun?" Best suggestion ever made.
"Awhh, but we were just beginning to have all the fun," Heechul whined. I looked for help from Seohyun. She giggled, and pulled me up, calling the others to join her. "Let's go," she chimed.
I was more than happy to leave.
We made our way to the dining hall, and met up with Kyuhyun and the rest. What a day, I thought, smiling. Little did I know what was in store.
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kaysoyeah. this is part one and two epilogue. :D there'll probably be 2-3 more parts.. i'm thinking of having the dinner scene, *smirk* honeymoon-- and then one last scene which is like a "5 years later" scene. the honeymoon one might be broken up though. most probably.
oh. the reason why that one part is in blue is because the text is in third person, while the rest of the plot is in first. But, I wanted to add that part in, so i just put it in a different color. it's just Heechul's thoughts though.
hope you liked it^^
comments?
-- it's in series style, in different stages of their marriage
I was looking at my writing, and was like ".. I need to write something a little different. so. here goes nothing.
donteatmeidon'tknowwhatimdoing
enjoy^^
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Part One: The Wedding
Kyuhyun
I waited impatiently at the bathroom door in the wedding hall, which was safely guarded by Seohyun and Sooyung. They kept an eagle eye on the door, as if even the slightest movement of mine would set of some system of alarms. But you know, waiting for your husband who's like god the hottest guy in the universe to show up in a tux doesn't settle well with your patience. So that's why I found myself tied to a chair when I made the mistake of pushing past the two girls to knock on the door.
They were both whispering to each other, and suddenly, Sooyung cautiously slipped into the dressing area without allowing even the tiniest bit of Sungmin to be seen.
I rolled my eyes.
"How come she gets to go in, and I have to sit here tied to a chair? He's my husband, you know," I complained.
"Because. You chose to get married all secretly and stuff, and now you have to suffer the consequences. So you're going to follow our rules," Seohyun replied nonchalantly. Hmph. Meanie.
"Yeah, well now there's like 200 people out there, and I'm nervous enough as it is--"
"Serves you right."
"Okay, you know what. We've had this conversation before. I was a total ass--"
"Still are."
"DO YOU MIND. Thank you. So as I was saying. I was a total ass before--"
"Hah. Still are," Sooyung echoed Seohyun, emerging out of the changing room. She nodded once at Seohyun, who then proceeded to untie me.
"Okay. Now we're going to the wedding hall. And no, you don't get to see Sungmin." I whined, but was glad I could get out of the uncomfortable chair. Dragged by my wrist, I was reluctantly taken to the altar, and made to stand.
After what seemed like hours of waiting, the orchestral music began, and the doors opened.
I was shocked. Understatement of the century.
Sungmin was dressed in a simple white tux, with a black bowtie and white hand gloves. His hair was dyed blonde, which he insisted on doing even after I repeatedly told him not to, but I had to admit, it looked kind of totally completely good on him. So needless to say I found myself swallowing about ten gallons of spit by the time Sungmin reached the altar. His dad smiled at me, which I returned awkwardly, and took the bouquet from Sungmin's hand, and sat down. I couldn't resist the smile that appeared on my face as Sungmin shyly took my hand in his and walked up the small set of steps, facing towards me.
The vows were said, and rings exchanged, (last time we didn't have any) and everything was set in stone.
Now for the kiss part.
There was a palpable amount of tension in the air when the priest said, "You may kiss your...groom." Luckily, my good friend, who was the emcee for the wedding, broke the tension by adding, "Uh. Kyuhyun. That means you."
The audience erupted into small chuckles, and I smiled thankfully, closing the space between Sungmin and myself with a small kiss. Pulling away reluctantly when the emcee unnecessarily cleared his throat into the mike, I led Sungmin down the walkway, kissing his face while my friends whistled and clapped, adding comments of their own. A blush spread across Sungmin's face as a particularly enthusiastic onlooker took the liberty of getting the whole hall to chant "Kyumin" over and over again, the name that Sooyung and Seohyun decided to put on the invitation. I only smiled and brought Sungmin closer to me, placing a kiss on his cheek once more before heading towards the dining hall.
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Part Two: The Reception Part A
Kyuhyun
Eunhyuk, who was the emcee, brought my other friends Donghae, Kibum, Leeteuk, Kangin, Siwon, Yesung, and Heechul over to meet Sungmin, while Sungmin brought his friends Ryeowook, Hankyung, and Shindong over, and introduced them to my own. His friends were shy, just like Sungmin, but they easily found their way into the conversation.
"So," Heechul started his eyes scanning Sungmin, "who do we have here?"
"My husband," I said protectively, putting an arm around his shoulder. Sungmin shrugged it off, and I turned to look at him.
"Just because we're married, doesn't mean you have to tell the entire world, Kyuhyun."
"Challenge accepted," I said, walking over to the emcee stand. Before Sungmin had a chance to react, I shouted, "HEY EVERYONE. I'M CHO KYUHYUN, AND THAT MAN OVER THERE, LEE SUNGMIN, IS MY HUSBAND. AND IF IT'S NOT CLEAR ENOUGH--- HEECHUL GET YOUR DIRTY LITTLE FINGERS OFF MY HUSBAND--, THEN I'LL PROVE IT TO YOU."
So I walked over and kissed him. Except this time, without any concern of etiquette or proper behavior. But I was smacked again.
"Stupid head, I told you that the whole world didn't. need. to know., " Sungmin growled, accenting the last part.
"I must have heard wrong then," I said, smirking playfully.
"Idiot," he growled again, turning back to the group of guys. He stuck his hand out at Heechul. "Hi, I'm Sungmin, it's a pleasure to meet you. Sorry for his bad behavior before, I'll make sure he doesn't say something like that again."
Heechul looked at me, wiggling his eyebrows. "Looks like somebody's in for punishment," he said in a singsong voice. I smacked him. He chuckled, and shook Sungmin's hand, smiling at the confused look on the latter's face.
"Pa-pardon?" he asked innocently.
Eunhyuk butted in. "It's better that you don't know," he advised. Just then, Sooyung and Seohyun walked up, squeezing themselves between Sungmin and myself.
"Just what do you think you're doing," I grumbled at the two.
"Oh please, like you don't eye-fuck Sungmin just about every other second. It's getting kind of sickening, you know. Like. Back off," Sooyung commented.
"I like this girl," Heechul said, raising his hand out for a high five. She returned it, and turned back to me. Thankfully, Sungmin was too busy chatting with Kibum to notice what Sooyung had said before.
"Anyways, to keep Kyuhyun from stripping Sungmin right here, we've decided that they should be apart from each other. You know. To build some... healthy tension," Sooyung said again, this time earning a hug from Heechul.
"So. Seohyun and I will take Sungmin, and the rest of you, including Sungmin's friends, can take Kyuhyun." She turned to Sungmin's friends. "Just talk about all the dirty little secrets that he hasn't told anyone but you guys... I know we have plenty to tell..." she mused evilly.
"No no no. If there's any kind of bashing of Kyuhyun going on, then I so want to be a part of it. I'm coming with you guys," Heechul said.
"Fine. Anyone else care to join?"
Eunhyuk, Donghae, Siwon, and Yesung stepped up.
"What the hell do you all have against me?!" I exclaimed.
"Loads," Donghae said, smirking. "Loads."
I bit my lip nervously, but was dragged off by the others, as Sungmin was taken in the other direction. I was worried.. what if they told him sick, perverted things? Oh, who am I kidding, of course they were. Fucking Kim Heechul was in that group. I'm screwed.
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The Reception Part B
Sungmin
I was dragged off in the opposite direction as Kyuhyun, and kind of (completely and totally) afraid. I mean, everyone seemed nice and all, I just hoped that they would be nice to Kyuhyun as well. Sooyung guided me into the room, which I guess, served as a sort of living room. The rest sprawled across the couch, and I was made to unwillingly sit in the middle of all of them.
I ducked my head and stared at the shoes, feeling everyone's penetrating gaze on me. Suddenly, Eunhyuk sprang up and walked over, commanding me to stand as well. Keeping my gaze low, I stood, but was immediately told to look up.
His firm gaze held mine, and I was about to fall over, when someone said, "Hey Eunhyuk. He looks like he's gonna cry, the way you're staring at him. How 'bout you give him some space, eh?" This came from Donghae. Eunhyuk shrugged his shoulders and smiled. " 's not like Kyuhyun's gonna look at him any different... later tonight," he said, eliciting a cackle from Heechul. I sat back down, returning to my original position of staring at my shoes. What did he mean, Kyuhyun wasn't gonna look at me any different?
Sooyung eased the tension, walking over and allowing me to sit where I pleased. That didn't really help though, because there really was nowhere else to sit, so I sat in front of the sofa where Yesung was sitting.
"Cmon," Donghae called to everyone, patting the ground. "Let's sit in a circle and talk."
Everyone joined him, and I scooched over to, hugging my knees to myself and hiding behind Yesung's back. They all laughed, I guess at my timidity, so I laughed a little as well, hoping that someone would begin talking.
"So, Sungmin," Siwon began. "What do you already know about Kyuhyun?"
I thought about it. "Not much, really," I replied. "Just some trivial things."
"Like?"
"Um, well, that his favorite color is black, but it changed to light pink for some reason. And that he took cooking lessons for a while. And that he can't really draw. And, um, well he told me that he loved me," I added shyly in the end.
"Awhh, isn't that sweet," Seohyun said gently.
"Awhh, isn't that sweet," Heechul mocked. I looked up. He smirked, and said, "Is that really all you know?"
"Oh, um, his favorite ice cream is Strawberry with chocolate sprinkles and a cherry on top, he takes his coffee black with one spoon of sugar, his all time favorite homemade dish is cooked veal, his favorite genre of books is romantic tragedy, and his favorite children's movie is Mulan...I think that's it. Oh, I almost forgot! He loves to sing."
Heechul looked at me with a face. "You really are that good of a lover huh. Kyuhyun was right."
"Wait, he said that?" I asked, my face breaking into smile. Heechul smirked. "Yeah, he did. But, you know, I have to ask you a few things. Has he ever told you things like... mm. I dunno. Ahh. Like what his favorite TV show is? Or why his favorite color changed to light pink? Or what his... soft spots are?"
"Um, not really," I answered truthfully.
"How 'bout we enlighten you," Heechul answered. I nodded innocently.
Worst decision of my life.
"His favorite TV show..." Heechul drawled, examining his nails, "is Queer as Folk." "Ever seen it?" (A/N: BRITIN. YES. :D)
I lied and said I hadn't. Well, not really. I watched the first 2 episodes and was so embarrassed that I stopped.
"Ahh..." he mused. "Well you should. Just a heads up, Kyuhyun imagines himself to be Brian Kinney... and you to be... Justin Taylor. Yes, that was the name. He says that his dreams mimic those characters' encounters. It's a moving series really, you should watch it."
I was going to puke. WHAT?! Kyuhyun imagined himself to be Brian Kinney, the character who's this major playboy, not to mention sleeps with every guy he sees?!
Holding back my shock, I replied, "Oh, then I'll watch it." Heechul smiled. "You do that."
Eunhyuk commented this time. "As for light pink, I'll be frank. It's the color of your tongue." My face brightened. Kyuhyun was attracted to my... tongue? Of all things?
Heechul smirked. "I'm not sure that's the body part he was referring to, but whatever you say man." I blushed even more.
"I-I thought I remembered him saying that I wore a pink shirt one time..." I said quietly.
"Well you thought wrong," Heechul replied, messing with my hair.
"Finally, his soft spots," Donghae began, smiling manipulatively. "Are you aware... that Kyuhyun is quite sensitive in his lower back?"
I gulped, and said yes. "Oh no need to be shy, honey, I was just asking," Donghae assured. It did all but assure me, about anything for that matter. "Well it's good that you know... it could come in handy sometime."
"Um, Kyuhyun said that he didn't like it when people touched him there though," I commented.
"Oh, did he now?" asked Sooyung. I nodded shakily. "Well, he's lying."
"Wha-what?"
Sooyung spoke up again. "I said, he's lying. He loves it when people touch him there, regardless of who does it. I'm sure Heechul can give you more insight than me," she said, motioning to the person sitting next to me.
"Ah, indeed I can. Kyuhyun... mm, how do I put this lightly. Well, let's just say that Kyuhyun makes... interesting sounds when he's touched there. His whole body relaxes, and he's calmed down immediately. Heechul chuckled to himself. He knew inwardly that touching Kyuhyun in his back did all but relax him; he turned into a horny beast when he was touched there. But lying to Sungmin was for a good cause though.
Sooyung spoke again. "You know, Kyuhyun's been feeling a lot of stress lately, you might want to massage his back a bit." She exchanged a knowing glance with Heechul.
I guess it wouldn't hurt to let him relax a bit, I thought. I'd have to try it out later, regardless of what he said in return.
Yesung ended the meeting. "Alright, I think we've tortured him enough, why don't we all go back to meet Kyuhyun?" Best suggestion ever made.
"Awhh, but we were just beginning to have all the fun," Heechul whined. I looked for help from Seohyun. She giggled, and pulled me up, calling the others to join her. "Let's go," she chimed.
I was more than happy to leave.
We made our way to the dining hall, and met up with Kyuhyun and the rest. What a day, I thought, smiling. Little did I know what was in store.
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kaysoyeah. this is part one and two epilogue. :D there'll probably be 2-3 more parts.. i'm thinking of having the dinner scene, *smirk* honeymoon-- and then one last scene which is like a "5 years later" scene. the honeymoon one might be broken up though. most probably.
oh. the reason why that one part is in blue is because the text is in third person, while the rest of the plot is in first. But, I wanted to add that part in, so i just put it in a different color. it's just Heechul's thoughts though.
hope you liked it^^
comments?