The Boys of Summer
Title: The Boys of Summer
Pairings: Hankyung/Heechul with a hint of Kangin/Girl!Leeteuk, Kyuhyun/Girl!Sungmin (more pairings to come)
Rating: PG-13
Status: Part 3
Summary: AU. The epic summer of 1999 told via letters from Kim Heechul to Han Geng and back.
Letters 1 & 2 Letters 3 & 4
*A LETTER FROM HAN GENG TO KIM HEECHUL*
Dearest Kim Heechul who really should have known better than to prance about on staircases that are centuries old and therefore ancient and therefore rotting (Read: Accident),
I apologize for my delayed response but do note that when one receives a letter, one generally expects it to be comprehensible and not, as your previous letter was, half-drowned in saliva (hopefully, just yours) therefore requiring much time and effort from yours truly in decoding.
In candlelight.
It just so happens that some loon decided to have fun with some firecrackers and the next thing we knew, everything started exploding and whilst we were all screaming and running, the power got cut. It still hasn’t been fixed yet and there are whispers of discontent amongst the students. I fully expect to be dragged into a violent protest possibly involving pitchforks any day now but anyway.
After much squinting and so on (My eyes are now slightly cross-eyed thank you very much), I’ve managed to get the gist of your tale but there were a few things I wasn’t able to decipher. Did my servants bake you or stake you? Really, both are equally disturbing but it would be nice to know if mother has hired cannibals or vampire hunters.
I see Kyuhyun has pulled the unbeatable 20-minute “Hyung, can I come?” technique on you. Did your ears start to go numb at the 10-minute mark? Has the ringing stopped? I, for one, am not worried about you leading him to the path of corruption. Instead, I’m worried you’ll lead him on a path towards a cliff wherein you will push him to his demise.
Now don’t look at me like that. We both know our good friend Eunhyuk did not just fall off that tree by himself a few years past (coincidentally right after he insulted your pants).
As for some of the issues you’ve brought up, I have only a few things to say:
1. Leave Kangin and his poetry alone. Would you rather have him go back to his drunken trouser-pulling ways? I didn’t think so, Kim Heechul of the infamous Flashing Fiasco of ’97.
2. Nothing is bigger than Shindong’s underpants. NOTHING. Is it sad that I can say that with the complete and utter conviction of someone who has intimate knowledge of the offensive undergarment in question?
3. I think so, yes.
4. It’s just a thought but maybe Leeteuk isn’t quite the evil minx Kangin’s sonnets portray? She volunteers in all that giving back; make the world a better place sort of stuff you know.
5. You do know, don’t you? Soup Kitchens, Save the Rainforest, Civic Programs....
6. Ah hell, forget it.
7. MY BROTHER AND THAT SUNGMIN GIRL? LOCKED IN A CLOSET?
8. I’m sorry but my brain has combusted at the thought of them in a small enclosed space together. Think of the furniture! Think of the carpeting! Think of my servant’s poor sensibilities!
9. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but they HATE each other. I won’t even go into that as there isn’t much wax left on the candle and-
My, it’s quite dark in here.
Bonkers in Beijing,
Han Geng
PS: Managed to steal my roommate’s flashlight. By the way, the whole knocking thing? Completely overrated. I opened the door, welcomed my new roommate with open arms and broken Chinese and the next thing I knew, he’s gotten to my dumpling stash.
PPS: NEVER TRUSTING A PERSON WHO KNOCKS EVER AGAIN.
PPPS: Heenim, trampolines? TRAMPOLINES?
PPPPS: REALLY NOW?
PPPPPS: Has no one learned anything in that household?
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(Felt that was relevant. HEENIM'S IN CHINA YAY!)
HI LOVIES! Been long, yeah? This is all I could manage in between my other fic (Checkitoutsometime) and life.^^
I'll make it up in the next part with Heenim's letter and other goodies SO PLEASE DON'T BRICK ME.
On a completely relevant note, does anybody know the schedules for SS3? :D
Pairings: Hankyung/Heechul with a hint of Kangin/Girl!Leeteuk, Kyuhyun/Girl!Sungmin (more pairings to come)
Rating: PG-13
Status: Part 3
Summary: AU. The epic summer of 1999 told via letters from Kim Heechul to Han Geng and back.
Letters 1 & 2 Letters 3 & 4
*A LETTER FROM HAN GENG TO KIM HEECHUL*
Dearest Kim Heechul who really should have known better than to prance about on staircases that are centuries old and therefore ancient and therefore rotting (Read: Accident),
I apologize for my delayed response but do note that when one receives a letter, one generally expects it to be comprehensible and not, as your previous letter was, half-drowned in saliva (hopefully, just yours) therefore requiring much time and effort from yours truly in decoding.
In candlelight.
It just so happens that some loon decided to have fun with some firecrackers and the next thing we knew, everything started exploding and whilst we were all screaming and running, the power got cut. It still hasn’t been fixed yet and there are whispers of discontent amongst the students. I fully expect to be dragged into a violent protest possibly involving pitchforks any day now but anyway.
After much squinting and so on (My eyes are now slightly cross-eyed thank you very much), I’ve managed to get the gist of your tale but there were a few things I wasn’t able to decipher. Did my servants bake you or stake you? Really, both are equally disturbing but it would be nice to know if mother has hired cannibals or vampire hunters.
I see Kyuhyun has pulled the unbeatable 20-minute “Hyung, can I come?” technique on you. Did your ears start to go numb at the 10-minute mark? Has the ringing stopped? I, for one, am not worried about you leading him to the path of corruption. Instead, I’m worried you’ll lead him on a path towards a cliff wherein you will push him to his demise.
Now don’t look at me like that. We both know our good friend Eunhyuk did not just fall off that tree by himself a few years past (coincidentally right after he insulted your pants).
As for some of the issues you’ve brought up, I have only a few things to say:
1. Leave Kangin and his poetry alone. Would you rather have him go back to his drunken trouser-pulling ways? I didn’t think so, Kim Heechul of the infamous Flashing Fiasco of ’97.
2. Nothing is bigger than Shindong’s underpants. NOTHING. Is it sad that I can say that with the complete and utter conviction of someone who has intimate knowledge of the offensive undergarment in question?
3. I think so, yes.
4. It’s just a thought but maybe Leeteuk isn’t quite the evil minx Kangin’s sonnets portray? She volunteers in all that giving back; make the world a better place sort of stuff you know.
5. You do know, don’t you? Soup Kitchens, Save the Rainforest, Civic Programs....
6. Ah hell, forget it.
7. MY BROTHER AND THAT SUNGMIN GIRL? LOCKED IN A CLOSET?
8. I’m sorry but my brain has combusted at the thought of them in a small enclosed space together. Think of the furniture! Think of the carpeting! Think of my servant’s poor sensibilities!
9. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but they HATE each other. I won’t even go into that as there isn’t much wax left on the candle and-
My, it’s quite dark in here.
Bonkers in Beijing,
Han Geng
PS: Managed to steal my roommate’s flashlight. By the way, the whole knocking thing? Completely overrated. I opened the door, welcomed my new roommate with open arms and broken Chinese and the next thing I knew, he’s gotten to my dumpling stash.
PPS: NEVER TRUSTING A PERSON WHO KNOCKS EVER AGAIN.
PPPS: Heenim, trampolines? TRAMPOLINES?
PPPPS: REALLY NOW?
PPPPPS: Has no one learned anything in that household?
---
(Felt that was relevant. HEENIM'S IN CHINA YAY!)
HI LOVIES! Been long, yeah? This is all I could manage in between my other fic (Checkitoutsometime) and life.^^
I'll make it up in the next part with Heenim's letter and other goodies SO PLEASE DON'T BRICK ME.
On a completely relevant note, does anybody know the schedules for SS3? :D