Nobody Breaks My Heart
Title : Nobody Breaks My Heart | Pairings : Sungmin/Ryeowook, Kyuhyun/Sungmin, Kyuhyun/Yesung, Heechul/Hangeng | Angst/Comfort, Romance, Fluff | G
A number of stand-alone drabbles combined to make a one-shot fic. various parings, various mind settings.
yukwol you get your fic woman. be good to me and make me one too? ♥
Hangeng/Heechul : In the end you usually think about the beginning. | prompt
“You’re successful now. Good for you. Merry Christmas.” Heechul says from the other line before hanging up. He laughs dryly considering the efforts he used just to make that call, stealing a phone from his coordi noona and buying her a new one out of his halfhearted guilt.
He opens his laptop and smirks at the news welcoming him. Rookie? I’m hardly one. Rookie… sounds like Wookie. He laughs again this time tilting his head to the nightstand and seeing two picture frames. Hello everyone, we are Super Junior~ M. He whispers and for the first time he admits to himself that he is wrong. Not using the excuse that he’s a foreigner, this time he was wrong.
Heechul/Ryeowook : I'm just going to smile like nothing's wrong. | prompt
Heechul ended the call abruptly not trusting his voice and not truly confident with his heart. Who needs to hear his heart breaking again anyways? Absolutely not him, he’d rather listen to Ryeowook squeal like a fangirl every time something sappy flashes on the TV while watching his favorite dramas. He’d rather listen to Ryeowook sniff every time a character gets her heart broken though he knows they’ll get together somehow.
And now Ryeowook sings as he make his way to Heechul’s bedroom. He smiles and waited for his door to open and just as he turns his head, the door squeaked slightly and revealed Ryeowook’s head poking sideways. “Hyung? Breakfast’s ready. I’m sorry for making you wait.”
Heechul/Ryeowook : There are two kinds of secrets : Those we keep from others and we hide from ourselves | prompt
“Hangeng gege called me just now-“ Ryeowook said while arranging plates and dishes on the table. “Yeah. He called me too.” He tried to end the conversation and smiles when Ryeowook smiled at him knowingly. “He asked me to tell you he loves you.” And Heechul’s expression merely changes. Ryeowook laughs at him silently while he stuffed foods in his mouth.
“I love your food.” He says and he hears Ryeowook sigh. “Hyung… you’re trying so hard.” Ryeowook says placing a glass of water on the table and sitting beside his hyung. Heechul drops his chopsticks down and pinches his dongsaeng’s cheeks. “Moving on? Not really.”
Ryeowook/Sungmin, Kyuhyun/Sungmin: Here I am and there you go, there you go again. | prompt
He sighs as he watches his hyung and Kyuhyun laughing at the other side of the room. “You can join them you know.” Heechul whispers beside him and when he looked at him, he flashed a wide smile-a smile not a smirk. “Hyung, you don’t want me here?” He pouts and Heechul laughs. “Kyuhyun might melt if you’ll just keep on staring at him like that. I bet Sungmin will be awfully sad.”
He smiles at his hyung and whispers, "As if? I should continue staring then". And Heechul breaks into a fit of laughter Ryeowook wonders why his hair never gets disheveled.
Ryeowook/Sungmin : There's a devil in an angel's voice | prompt
Sungmin sits with him while he’s watching his favorite drama-one of his favorite dramas. Heechul emerges from the kitchen holding two glasses of orange juice when he glances towards his seat, now occupied by Sungmin. Heechul retreats back to the kitchen but leaves his ears lurking for his two dongsaeng’s conversation.
“Hyung, I have to tell you something.” Ryeowook fidgets on his seat, Sungmin turns his head and smiles at him sweetly, “Hmm, what is it?” He takes a deep breath and coughing a bit when he felt his voice trapped in his throat. “I-I..I like you.” He whispered a bit louder for the other to hear and closed his eyes waiting for a reply. But nothing came and all he hears is Kyuhyun’s voice playing as a background on the TV drama he’s supposed to be watching. A minute later, Heechul comes out from the kitchen and plops on the couch between him and Sungmin asking “What did I miss?”
Ryeowook-centric : The convincing words all seem to bleed together. | prompt
“Are you okay?” Donghae asks him one day and he wakes up from his reverie, “Huh? Are you talking to me hyung?” he says and Donghae hugs him tightly he forgets how to breathe. “Hyung, I’m fine.” He smiles and waves the other back to the game they’re playing in the living room.
“You’ll be okay.” Leeteuk comes up from behind him and he again flashes his innocent smile. “How can you tell hyung?” A low whisper comes out of his lips and Leeteuk wipes away a tear that escaped his eyes unknowingly. “Heechul says so. And I guess you better be.”
Ryeowook/Sungmin : Now that I've done my time, I need to move on and I need you to try. | prompt
He wakes up at 3 in the morning; an hour after he got home from his schedules and finds Sungmin sitting by the dining table. He knew sleeping over at the lower dorms is a bad idea, but still he composes himself before entering the kitchen and smiles when Sungmin looks up at him. “Can’t sleep?” He asks and his hyung averted his gaze. “Want me to make you a cup of hot chocolate?”
Sungmin doesn’t answer but he proceeds anyways. Moments later, Sungmin’s standing beside him, tears threatening to fall, “Wookie-ah… I’m sorry. I’m sorry but I can’t… I’m with Kyu-“ Ryeowook turns the stove off and looks at Sungmin with a smile, “Hyung, I’m just asking if you want a cup of hot choco.”
Sungmin/Ryeowook: Scared of what will happen if I see you again. Scared of what will happen if I don't see you again. | prompt
“Hyung, what’s wrong? You’ve been spacing out a lot lately.” Kyuhyun comments and he just shrugs. He hasn’t seen Ryeowook for three days now. He even wonders why he’s looking for the younger man when days ago he’s the one avoiding him. Heechul comes out from Hyukjae’s room and he ran towards the elder almost knocking him off. “Heechul hyung!” Heechul turns to him and catches him before he slams himself onto the elder. “Hush bunny. What’s wrong?”
“Have you seen Ryeowookie?” Sungmin bites his lips and the elder raises and eyebrow. “He’s upstairs. Want me to call him while I’m on it?” Heechul asked while on the way out and Sungmin almost shouted. “No! I-I mean… Please just remind him of the recording tomorrow…” Heechul sighs and ruffles his hair. “Okay then.”
Sungmin/Ryeowook: I do my thing and you do yours. I am I and you are you. But if we end up together; It's beautiful. | prompt
“Hyung, congratulations on your drama.” Ryeowook smiles at him and he forgets everything that has ever happened. “You… c-curled your hair.” He mentally slaps himself for feeling nervous and stuttering in front of Ryeowook. “Yeah. Heechul hyung helped me. Does it look good?” He flashes him a wide grin and Sungmin forgets how to breathe.
It’s now Kyuhyun’s turn. He wonders when he last heard Kyuhyun’s singing voice. And just like reality, it slaps him hard on the face. The day Ryeowook confessed. And he can’t help but bite his lips, then suddenly a soft voice tickles his ears and looking in front of him it’s now Ryeowook’s turn to sing. He smiles and sings with him in his head. Perfect. Ryeowook smiles at him before his turn and the music suddenly turns off when Sungmin enters at the wrong beat. His smile doesn’t fade away.
Kyuhyun/Sungmin : I'm watching you love me. I'm watching you leaving me now. | prompt
He knew beforehand that his lover is unsure, yet he deals with it like it’s not a big deal. “Hyung?” He looks to his right and he sees Jino looking at him, worried. Oh right. I have a dongsaeng now. “What is it?” He pinches his dongsaeng’s cheeks but Jino furrows his brows. “You’re not listening.” He says and he walks out to find Jonghyun.
He stares at Jino’s retreating back before his mind floats back to somewhere else. He wakes up on the couch when he felt someone shaking him. “Kyu! Kyunnie! I’m going to the upper dorms.” And even before he comprehends who was it and what it meant, he felt his heart clench when he saw Sungmin skipping on his way out of their dorm. Out of my life?
Kyuhyun/Yesung: Everyone expects me to be jealous instead of relieved to have his hands off me. | prompt
“It’s over.” He whispers into Yesung’s neck as he nuzzled closer to his hyung’s warmth. “You’ll be okay.” Yesung says and Kyuhyun pulls away. He stares at his hyung for a while before hugging him again and finding comfort in Yesung’s arms whispering "Yeah whatever that thing means." as he fall asleep.
Sungmin/Ryeowook : We are leaving some things unsaid, and we are breathing deeper instead. | prompt
Sungmin fidgets and plays with his thumb while waiting for Ryeowook to come out of his room. Heechul’s been sending dagger looks every now and then smirking knowingly of his purpose there in the upper dorms. Shindong and Hyukjae sits beside him munching on an apple happily, he wonders why they’re there in the first place and completely oblivious of what’s going on when Ryeowook comes out of his room, Jungsu trailing behind him with a soft smile. He glances at Heechul and blushes when the elder whispers something before looking at Sungmin. “Hyung,” He says with a smile and Sungmin can’t help but smile in return. “Let’s go?”
Ryeowook walks beside him, occasionally blowing hot breath on his cold frozen hands. “I wonder if the others are already there.” He lets out a cute sneeze and shudders, “So cold” He adds. Sungmin laughs and takes his hands in his own warm ones. “H-hyung,” Sungmin places his hands close to his lips before drawing his hot breath making Ryeowook shudder even more. He nibbles on his lower lip as he watch Sungmin’s plump ones slightly parted and blowing his breath on his cold, small hands.
“Hyung, I-“ He frowns when Sungmin’s phone suddenly rings. “Hello?” Sungmin says, his other hand holding onto his phone. "Faster! We’re already here. It’s freezing out there you know." Donghae shouts and when they turn their heads towards the building behind them, they can see Donghae and Chance taking photos of them from the 6th floor. Sungmin laughs and pulls Ryeowook with him, his other hand on his phone and the other entwined with Ryeowook’s cold ones and is being held close to his heart.