Author: pinefir
Challenge: SuJu 100 fic challenge [4/100]
Rating: PG
Theme: 061. Disguises Yesung/Yesung
Title: LCD and Mouse
Summary: He failed again. Why does everybody seem to be happy about that? Can’t they see that he finds it degrading? To be called an adorable kind of fail. It’s not endearing at all.
Warning: Angst in my pants! Written when emotions ran high. And then they go low. TT_TT Pairings might go ninja on you! Don’t say I didn’t warn you >:P
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He read through each comment, hands tightening on the mouse with each word he saw.
“Oppa! We love you so much even if you fail at life!”
“Oppa! You’re the adorable kind of fail!”
“Aww, Yesungie-oppa is so awesome even if he fails at everything else.”
Even in fanfiction, he was made to look like a failure, to act like a failure, to be a failure. He should have known from the start, from the way Kyu was smirking at him and Siwon was trying to stop him from looking over Kyu’s shoulders to look at the thing that he insisted, would greatly amuse him.
It didn’t.
The words, the scenario, the story, nothing, nothing at all, no element of the thing that Kyu showed him made him feel happy or absolutely thankful or anything positive at all. He just felt disgusted. Not at the fans, because he loves his few, dear fans (even if they like his failures which he absolutely hates) , he can’t be mad at them, nor does he feel disgusted with them. He’s disgusted. Disgusted with himself. Disgusted at the fact that the fans sugar coat his failures. Kyuhyun smirks, as if saying that he should be thankful that even if he fails, fans will still love him, and actually find his fail adorable. Siwon unconsciously implies the same message with the whispered “It’s only fanfiction, hyung, and it’s actually kind of adorable too.”
True, it’s only fanfiction.
But, it doesn’t mean that it still doesn’t hurt him.
Even with the addition of the words awesome, sweet, cool, or adorable, the only word that he noticed was the one next to them : FAIL. The endless praise for his fail-style doesn’t disguise the fact that he is indeed a failure. And that is what hurts him the most. The fact that even the fans recognize this part of him that he desperately wants to eradicate, makes his eyes sting a little, throat tighten, and fingers try too hard not to smash the mouse on Kyu’s LCD.
“It’s a genre the fans like to call crack,” Kyuhyun started enthusiastically. “It’s weird but it works for me, it’s as if I’m only reading one of Heechul-hyung’s cyworld entries! They’re some really good crack-fic writers, but I like her the best, because she seems to have captured our characters perfectly.”
“How do you know that it’s a her?” Siwon asked him.
“Oh, it’s all in the writing style! Could you imagine yourself using words like she did?” Kyu asked his hyung smugly , and proceeded to explain to Siwon the differences in the words males and females used, his knowledge on fanfic and whatnot on full display. Yesung just tuned the two out.
Great. Even the maknae thinks I’m made of epic fail.
He was itching to throw the mouse at said LCD, but he decided not to, it wasn’t worth the effort, even if it meant seeing Kyuhyun sulking around and not throwing his smug smirks around like it was freaking free for everybody. Besides, he’s got to admit, that LCD screen was too good to see it smashed. He was for the LCD not for Kyu, if Kyu had a CRT monitor, then that would be fair game.
“So how did you find it, hyung?” Kyuhyun asked him. “Funny, right?”
Time to put up the disguise.
He loosened his hold on the mouse, and looked at Siwon , trying to communicate with him. Saying that it’s alright, he’s not gonna rant to the maknae, nor curse him for even showing that abominable creation, nor would he hate him (Siwon), for not trying hard enough to keep him from reading it.
“Yeah! Although I didn’t expect that you would be the kind of person who would read things like this,” Yesung said evenly. At least he didn’t fail to keep the disgust and hurt out of his words.
“I’m not ,” Kyu said, eagerly pulling Yesung out of his chair, probably to go back to using the computer. “Shindong-hyung, Donghae-hyung and Sungminnie all recommended this to me. Told me that this was one of the rare non-porn stories out there.”
“Oh.”
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“Hyung?” Siwon asked tentatively.
“Hmm?” he hummed.
“Are you okay? That was only a fanfic,” Siwon started. So now he’s trying to defend himself from his wrath.
“Of course,” he answered tightly.
“You’re not, hyung,” Siwon said, he moved closer to Yesung and proceeded to hold his hands, rubbing circles on his palm.
“I am,” Yesung said. Damn that Siwon and his smarts, he obviously knows how to make me forget his sins, too bad it’s not going to work now.
“Tell me what’s the problem, hyung. I know something’s bothering you, and although you won’t admit it, it’s not only the fanfic and the fan’s comments that got you like this.”
Yesung didn’t bother to respond. If he was going to keep up his pretence, then he might as well do a good job on it.
“Hyuuuuung,” Siwon drawled, his arms slowly encircling Yesung’s waist, chin descending on Yesung’s shoulder.
“I’m really fine, Siwonnie,” Yesung replied, he gently removed Siwon’s arms from his waist and turned slightly to place a feather-light kiss on Siwon’s cheek. “Don’t worry your head about me, you should go home now, it’s getting late.”
“I know what you’re doing Yesung,” Siwon sighed. “But fine, I know you’re tired, I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” He headed for the door, but not before giving his hyung a tight hug and a kiss on the lips.
“Thank you, Siwonnie, for being here,” Yesung said, smiling at Siwon’s retreating back. Siwon raised his hand in an okay sign and turned around to give him one of his lovely smiles and a “Goodnight hyung!”.
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Yesung sighed as he curled himself up in a ball. Ryeowook is still in a radio guesting with Eunhyuk and Eeteuk so he has the room to himself.
He knew that what he did was bad, keeping things from his lover. Things never go well when secrets are being kept from one another, but he had no choice. He can’t let Siwon know.
this is so far, my shortest 100sujufic story ever. but it's going to be in two parts. i bet you'd want to know what's got our yesung so secretive.
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