You Said no (but That's not Really my Style) - HanChul
Title: You Said no (but That's not Really my Style)
Author: convicted_eyes
Pairing: HanChul
Genre: Au!Highschool, romance
Rating: PG
Warnings: Some kissing and some swearing
Disclaimer: I keep them locked in a cupboard and force them to make me porn videos I don't own them, just the writing.
Summary: Hangeng is thought to be the class loser, but he's more than he seems. Summary fail.
Author's Note: Yeah this is something I wrote when I found a collection of 'Busted' songs on my laptop that recently was revived. This...thing ensued. It's not amazing and I kind of lost the plot a little near the end, but I hope you like it.
He laughed, actually just out right laughed at him. Hangeng frowned and crossed his arms. Heechul suddenly stopped his laughter and looked at him like he was insane.
"Not a chance, why would I dance with you?" Heechul asked like it was the most ridiculous proposal in the world. Some of Heechul's irritating sorry excuses for friends laughed too but Hangeng just grabbed Heechul's hand with a roll of his eyes and dragged him up onto the dance floor, the feminine man protesting all the way. Hangeng had been known as the class loser, couldn't speak much Korean (they said) hung out with odd people (like Zhou Mi and Yesung) and just was labeled weird and socially inadequate, but Hangeng wasn't you're normal school 'loser' because he was far from a loser really. He was good looking, brilliant at sports and dancing, didn't have a half bad voice either, and he wasn't one to take no for an answer, because he'd be damned if he didn't know they'd got him all wrong.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" Heechul demanded finding himself wrapped in Hangeng's arms.
"Getting what I want." the Chinese man replied with the smallest of smirks. Heechul was stunned for a moment, but only a moment before he tried wriggling out of the taller man's grasp.
"Don't be an idiot!" Heechul grumbled, but Hangeng's arms were strong and he stopped again as a deep laugh fluttered past his ear.
"Says the guy who got less than half on the last class quiz." Heechul growled.
"That's different." He demanded. Hangeng laughed again and it sent shivers up Heechul's spine which he wasn't expecting.
"Did you want to try doing something different?" Hangeng whispered huskily, the whole sentence sounding and meaning like something entirely inappropriate. "I heard from a little birdie you have a secret thing for Chinese guys." Heechul cursed and made a mental note to kill his sister Jessica later.
"That's ridiculous."
"Really?" Hangeng said disbelievingly. "Because if I didn't know any better, I'd say we were dancing." Heechul suddenly realized that they were dancing. Not with any skill...in fact it was more like swaying in time with the slow beat, but they were dancing as far as high school dances went.
"I hate you." Heechul grumbled, but didn't move, nor did he try to move. Hangeng hummed slightly.
"And yet I bet you still want me to kiss you." The feminine man glanced up at him eyes narrowed.
"Fuck that!" He snapped, and with his hands behind Hangeng's head he pulled the younger man towards him and melded their lips together intensely. When Heechul pulled away Hangeng was smirking with an eyebrow raised.
"Was I your first kiss?" Hangeng asked, and Heechul had to bite his lip so he didn't say 'was I that obvious?' Instead he said:
"No! Don't be ridiculous china-man." Hangeng laughed again and Heechul scolded himself for becoming quickly addicted to his laugh.
"Really? Because, you're not exactly a grade a kisser you know." Heechul frowned and began to struggle again.
"Fine, if you're going to be like that I'll just-" Hangeng held him tighter against him and rubbed his back gently.
"Calm down princess, I was only teasing you." Heechul growled, but then surprise crossed over his features.
"Did you just call me princess?" He asked not quite sure if he should take it as a compliment or not.
"Well...you act like one." Hangeng added and Heechul hit his arm and Hangeng laughed again. He was gradually feeling more and more inadequate. There was more to this Chinese exchange student than what meets the eye, Jessica had been right, not that he'll ever admit that in a million years. Heechul felt eyes on his back and turned to see his "friends" gawking at them. Heechul grabbed one of Hangeng's hands and quickly began dragging him out of the hall.
"Ugh, I wish they'd stop staring, I mean what is there to stare at anyway. So we were dancing, big fucking woop." Hangeng couldn't help but be amused by all this.
"Probably because you kissed the 'loser' of the class." Heechul winced a little at that. Right now Hangeng was proving every second that he was far from the loser everyone made him out to be and the fact that he probably knew and just ignored all the comments made him even more...attractive. They stopped when they reached the outside and Heechul realized it was freezing, but before he could even demand to go back inside there was another jacket around his shoulders and arms wrapped around him.
"You're such an idiot Heechul." Hangeng said bluntly. Heechul glared at him but didn't pull away, instead he snuggled into his chest.
"Yeah, I am...I let myself get all caught up in the stupid class rejects charm. I mean, you're a freaking reject, you're not meant to have charm." If Hangeng was offended he didn't show it and just shrugged.
"Can't judge a book by it's cover, like I didn't think you'd be a shit kiss-"
"Shut up!" Heechul snapped, effectively cutting him off but making him laugh all the same. "If you're such a good kisser, show me." Hangeng shrugged and looked down at Heechul, using one hand to move his chin up slightly so he could press their lips together. It was soft, it was smooth, their lips actually moved together and it felt nice not the mash up Heechul had attempted. Hangeng teased his lower lip with his tongue and shyly Heechul parted them and let him inside. He was inexperienced and was somewhat clumsy and hesitant in everything he did, but Hangeng didn't seem to mind, just kept leading him along.
Heechul was glad Hangeng didn't want to take no for an answer that night.
(And so was his sister Jessica who while hiding in the bushes snapped a couple of photos of the pair that were posted on her homepage that night. Heechul would never live it down.)
A/N: Hey guys, just an after thought. Let me know if you want a smutty sequel or something of the sort.
Author: convicted_eyes
Pairing: HanChul
Genre: Au!Highschool, romance
Rating: PG
Warnings: Some kissing and some swearing
Disclaimer: I keep them locked in a cupboard and force them to make me porn videos I don't own them, just the writing.
Summary: Hangeng is thought to be the class loser, but he's more than he seems. Summary fail.
Author's Note: Yeah this is something I wrote when I found a collection of 'Busted' songs on my laptop that recently was revived. This...thing ensued. It's not amazing and I kind of lost the plot a little near the end, but I hope you like it.
He laughed, actually just out right laughed at him. Hangeng frowned and crossed his arms. Heechul suddenly stopped his laughter and looked at him like he was insane.
"Not a chance, why would I dance with you?" Heechul asked like it was the most ridiculous proposal in the world. Some of Heechul's irritating sorry excuses for friends laughed too but Hangeng just grabbed Heechul's hand with a roll of his eyes and dragged him up onto the dance floor, the feminine man protesting all the way. Hangeng had been known as the class loser, couldn't speak much Korean (they said) hung out with odd people (like Zhou Mi and Yesung) and just was labeled weird and socially inadequate, but Hangeng wasn't you're normal school 'loser' because he was far from a loser really. He was good looking, brilliant at sports and dancing, didn't have a half bad voice either, and he wasn't one to take no for an answer, because he'd be damned if he didn't know they'd got him all wrong.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" Heechul demanded finding himself wrapped in Hangeng's arms.
"Getting what I want." the Chinese man replied with the smallest of smirks. Heechul was stunned for a moment, but only a moment before he tried wriggling out of the taller man's grasp.
"Don't be an idiot!" Heechul grumbled, but Hangeng's arms were strong and he stopped again as a deep laugh fluttered past his ear.
"Says the guy who got less than half on the last class quiz." Heechul growled.
"That's different." He demanded. Hangeng laughed again and it sent shivers up Heechul's spine which he wasn't expecting.
"Did you want to try doing something different?" Hangeng whispered huskily, the whole sentence sounding and meaning like something entirely inappropriate. "I heard from a little birdie you have a secret thing for Chinese guys." Heechul cursed and made a mental note to kill his sister Jessica later.
"That's ridiculous."
"Really?" Hangeng said disbelievingly. "Because if I didn't know any better, I'd say we were dancing." Heechul suddenly realized that they were dancing. Not with any skill...in fact it was more like swaying in time with the slow beat, but they were dancing as far as high school dances went.
"I hate you." Heechul grumbled, but didn't move, nor did he try to move. Hangeng hummed slightly.
"And yet I bet you still want me to kiss you." The feminine man glanced up at him eyes narrowed.
"Fuck that!" He snapped, and with his hands behind Hangeng's head he pulled the younger man towards him and melded their lips together intensely. When Heechul pulled away Hangeng was smirking with an eyebrow raised.
"Was I your first kiss?" Hangeng asked, and Heechul had to bite his lip so he didn't say 'was I that obvious?' Instead he said:
"No! Don't be ridiculous china-man." Hangeng laughed again and Heechul scolded himself for becoming quickly addicted to his laugh.
"Really? Because, you're not exactly a grade a kisser you know." Heechul frowned and began to struggle again.
"Fine, if you're going to be like that I'll just-" Hangeng held him tighter against him and rubbed his back gently.
"Calm down princess, I was only teasing you." Heechul growled, but then surprise crossed over his features.
"Did you just call me princess?" He asked not quite sure if he should take it as a compliment or not.
"Well...you act like one." Hangeng added and Heechul hit his arm and Hangeng laughed again. He was gradually feeling more and more inadequate. There was more to this Chinese exchange student than what meets the eye, Jessica had been right, not that he'll ever admit that in a million years. Heechul felt eyes on his back and turned to see his "friends" gawking at them. Heechul grabbed one of Hangeng's hands and quickly began dragging him out of the hall.
"Ugh, I wish they'd stop staring, I mean what is there to stare at anyway. So we were dancing, big fucking woop." Hangeng couldn't help but be amused by all this.
"Probably because you kissed the 'loser' of the class." Heechul winced a little at that. Right now Hangeng was proving every second that he was far from the loser everyone made him out to be and the fact that he probably knew and just ignored all the comments made him even more...attractive. They stopped when they reached the outside and Heechul realized it was freezing, but before he could even demand to go back inside there was another jacket around his shoulders and arms wrapped around him.
"You're such an idiot Heechul." Hangeng said bluntly. Heechul glared at him but didn't pull away, instead he snuggled into his chest.
"Yeah, I am...I let myself get all caught up in the stupid class rejects charm. I mean, you're a freaking reject, you're not meant to have charm." If Hangeng was offended he didn't show it and just shrugged.
"Can't judge a book by it's cover, like I didn't think you'd be a shit kiss-"
"Shut up!" Heechul snapped, effectively cutting him off but making him laugh all the same. "If you're such a good kisser, show me." Hangeng shrugged and looked down at Heechul, using one hand to move his chin up slightly so he could press their lips together. It was soft, it was smooth, their lips actually moved together and it felt nice not the mash up Heechul had attempted. Hangeng teased his lower lip with his tongue and shyly Heechul parted them and let him inside. He was inexperienced and was somewhat clumsy and hesitant in everything he did, but Hangeng didn't seem to mind, just kept leading him along.
Heechul was glad Hangeng didn't want to take no for an answer that night.
(And so was his sister Jessica who while hiding in the bushes snapped a couple of photos of the pair that were posted on her homepage that night. Heechul would never live it down.)
A/N: Hey guys, just an after thought. Let me know if you want a smutty sequel or something of the sort.