Monster 1/?
Title: Monster
Author: EllyattheDisco
Rating: PG-13 (for now, NC-17 later)
Warning: Drugs, alcohol, angst, slutty!Heechie
Pairings: Shichul, Hanchul(later), Shiteuk(later), Eunhae, Kangteuk, Kimin^^ and other lesser couples.
Summary: Heechul is a celebrity now. That means party till dawn and bend the rules, just enough to keep them from breaking. After all, you are the celebrity Kim Heechul, and the laws of life and love don't apply to you.
Chapter 1: Celebrity
Margaritas, they hadn’t even left the house yet and Heechul was already sitting on the plush sofa sipping an alcoholic beverage. Typical Cinderella.
Siwon walked in, adjusting his tie and picking a piece of lint off of his slacks, checking to make sure his immaculate shoes where thoroughly shined. He looked up and let out a disapproving sigh, “Heechullie, we haven’t even made it to the club yet and you’re already drinking?”
Heechul giggled and attempted to flip his hair, only to discover his new, “more masculine” bowl-cut didn’t quite move like his usual airy tresses, “It’s just a warm up, like lubrication for the big event.” He flashed his signature half-smile, sporting a perverse gleam in his eye. He crossed his pink skinny-jean clad legs and adjusted his tight black t-shirt with the words, “Hee *Chu*” written in glittery writing.
“That’s not funny Kim,” Siwon whispered, walking forward and caringly rubbing his back, “I don’t want you to get alcohol poisoning.”
Heechul giggled and stood, stretching like a cat just as the door rang, “relax babe, besides, I’m so much more fun when I’m drunk.”
The door flew open, Donghae bounded in followed by Eunhyuk, Kangin and Leeteuk strolling in casually as Sungmin followed, texting God knows who.
Donghae laughed insanely as Eunhyuk guffawed along with him, his smile consisting of 30% teeth and 70% gums. Donghae bounced up and wrapped his arms around Heechul, “Hyung! I just drank four monsters and I’m ready to party!”
“Yeah!” Eunhyuk yelled enthusiastically in english, “Donghae is really hardcore!”
Siwon laughed merrily to himself and followed them out as Heechul was dragged by the dynamic duo through the door and into the elevator.
Leeteuk played with the buttons on Kangin’s shirt as the taller man pressed the button to take them down to the garage, “we’re meeting everyone else at the club.”
Sungmin nodded, pulling out a lollipop and removing the wrapper meticulously, “Hankyung might be a little late, he’s been run ragged by Kyuhyun so he might not be in the best “dancing” conditions.
Eunhyuk giggled softly as Donghae sucked a small hickey on his neck, running his hand through the man’s black hair.
Heechul pouted, “save it for the club, if my boyfriend’s too polite for PDA then no one should get any either.”
Siwon put his arm around his shoulders, “I’m sorry sweety but that’s just not how I was raised.
Heechul winked flirtatiously as he pinned Siwon to the wall, whispering sensually, “I can whip you into shape.”
Just then, an elderly women, carrying numerous grocery bags walked into the elevator and all but lost her dentures at the sight of Heechul and Siwon’s “public display of indecency.”
Siwon hurriedly pushed Heechul away and made way for the old woman, who looked scared and nervous. She bustled quietly into the cramped elevator and made sure to keep her gaze away from a pouting Heechul.
Donghae giggled quietly as he squeezed Eunhyuk’s hand, sticking his tongue out playfully at an awkward look Siwon.
They finally made it to the lobby and as they departed from the old lady they could’ve sworn they heard a quiet, “damn fangirls’ll go crazy.”
* * *
Siwon stood at the edge of the street, ruffling his hair in frustration as he continously attempted and failed to hail a taxi. Heechul stood against the back wall by the apartment front doors, finally resolving to pull out a nail file and touch up his manicure. Donghae looked up at his bangs and blew them up, marveling at the white cloud his breath made in the cold that caused his bangs to fly up. Eunhyuk just stood next to his fishy, bouncing on the balls of his feet trying to warm himself as he smiled at the image of a defeated Siwon standing with an arm held in the air, limp and half-hearted.
Heechul, tired of standing in the cold, finally pushed past an oblivious Donghae and strutted up to the curb, bumping Shiwon away with his hip and flagging down a taxi in less that 12 seconds.
Shiwon stared at the glossy doors of the taxi, “how did you-what did you--?
Heechul giggled and skipped to the taxi, waiting patiently as the taxi driver rounded around the car and opened the door for him, mistaking him as a women, “I’m Kim Heechul bitch, life’s easier for a princess.”
***
Shiwon stared out of the foggy windows of the taxi as Heechul flirted shamelessy with the taxi driver who scarily resembled DBSK’s Yunho. Eunhyuk and Donghae remained silent, staring contently into the screen of Eunhyuk’s Nintendo DS.
Kangin was busy kissing Leeteuk’s cheeks, loving the way his hyung would giggle and half-heartedly pushed him away.
Sungmin sat quietly, sending Kibum racy texts about what he would do to him as soon as he got to the club.
The lights outside flashed passed them like neon whips, making Shiwon feel small, reminding him that whether he was here or not, the earth would still keep turning.
They arrived at Club Ice in about five minutes, pulling up in front of a long line of impatient people. Shiwon reached into his wallet to pay the driver but he waved the money away like a bad stench, “it’s on the house” he chuckled as he placed a playful slap on Heechul’s ass, only arousing a respective nod from Shiwon.
As soon as they got out of the taxi, flocks of fangirls poured around them, begging for pictures and autographs, pulling him this way and that way just to blind him with brilliant flashes and to shove pens in his hand. It made him itch the way they touched Heechul, groping him as if he where their property, tugging him along like a prized puppy.
Shiwon closed his eyes and pushed the startled girls away, “excuse me ladies” he husked curtly and looked up to find Heechul, but the man was gone.
***
He walked into the club in search for his boyfriend, loud music pumping through his ears like blood. He looked about, gazing at liquid bodies moving like smoke around eachother, sweat glistening like gems on flowing ribbon.
He spotted Heechul at the bar ordering drinks, he hurried over and lightly touched his shoulder, Heechul turned around and gave him a devious smile, “hey babe.”
He leaned forward, gripping his shoulder slightly as he whispered, “I thought we had agreed to wait before you ordered any booze.”
The shorter man sighed and leaned over the bar, staring seductively at the bartender, “gimme something light.” Shiwon ignored the blatant flirtation he was used to it by now.”
Shiwon sighed, “well at least that’s a start, thank you anyways, as a hyung you set a pretty big example.”
Heechul raised two perfectly plucked eyebrows, “Oh, I set an example? Well in that case.” He curled his finger at the bartender, beaconing him forward, “gimme the hardest shit you’ve got”, he whispered cynically.