Christmas Drabbles!
Christmas Drabbles! ♥
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Fic for Sara
Pairing: Kyufood, broken!Haefood
Summary: Kyuhyun loves food... but so does Donghae.
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“I hope you'll be happy together,” Donghae says, sniffling and rubbing his eyes as he looks away from Kyuhyun.
Kyuhyun doesn't hear anything. He's far too absorbed with the feast in front of him, a table full of meats and vegetables, soups and solids, healthy and fattening delights alike.
Donghae is crying because, honestly, he loves food, but he knows that food is better off with Kyuhyun. Besides, Kyuhyun will pay more attention to food than Donghae can because Donghae will be too busy in the coming weeks learning how apostrophes work. It will be a long and painful process, he knows, and even though he wants food by his side, it just wouldn't be fair to food.
Just as Kyuhyun takes a large, sensual bite of food, Donghae lets out a wailing sob and runs from the room.
“Goodbye, food,” he cries, “I'll always love you!”
OKAY I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE I'M LAUGHING TOO HARD PLEASE CONTINUE DOWN FOR YOUR REAL FIC.
Actual fic for Sara
Pairing: Changkyu
Summary: Angels are supposed to be sweet and kind... right?
Changmin knows now that Kyuhyun really is an angel. He hadn't believed it at first and had denied it every day until now. Even with the feathered wings and impossible happenings, he couldn't possibly believe that Kyuhyun could be something so ethereal and grand.
Perhaps it started with their first meeting, when Changmin had been one heartbeat away from stepping off of that abandoned bridge to let himself fall into that frozen lake. He'd been surprised when instead of feeling the icy stabs he'd expected, he'd felt a crushing blow and was suddenly on his back, a heavy weight on his chest. The sudden appearance, the widespread wings, pale skin, and beautiful face had him completely befuddled.
“Are you... an angel?” Changmin asked although the words sounded stupid. Kyuhyun had scrunched his face, staring at Changmin in concentration without saying a word, so Changmin asked another question. “Why did you save me?”
“I didn't save you.” Kyuhyun's voice was too harsh, too cold to be an angel's. His next words disproved the angel theory completely. “I fell on you. You were in my way.”
After Kyuhyun had rudely demanded a place to stay, Changmin was more than positive that this creature couldn't be an angel. Angels were kind and helpful, not cruel and demanding. Still, Changmin couldn't just jump in the lake and leave a strange man with wings in the middle of nowhere.
The only thing Kyuhyun did was get on Changmin's nerves. He constantly asked things of Changmin, wanting food and clothes and a bed of his own to sleep on. Changmin allowed the hospitality of food and a few articles of clothing but still made Kyuhyun sleep on the floor.
“Beds are expensive,” he told Kyuhyun. “If you want one, make your own money.”
“Do you think the circus is hiring?” Kyuhyun responded sarcastically.
Changmin had stared at him, weighing the options of turning Kyuhyun over to the circus or some scientists or maybe the government. They'd probably pay him off to keep his mouth shut. Then he realized, what point would there be in that?
He worked harder than he ever had before, putting in endless hours of overtime until he could afford a bed. It barely fit in his apartment and as he stared at it taking up most of his living room, he wondered why it was even there. He looked to Kyuhyun who stood in the corner of the room, a smug smile playing on his lips.
“Thanks,” Kyuhyun said simply, flopping onto the bed on his stomach and letting his wings fan over the edges as his eyes closed.
Changmin wasn't sure what it was but it seemed that suddenly, he wanted to know. He finally cared enough to be curious, to ask questions.
“You can believe whatever you want,” Kyuhyun said before Changmin could utter a word, “I'm certainly not going to stop you.”
“It's obvious what you are,” Changmin said, watching one of Kyuhyun's eyes open to look at him curiously. “You're a mind-reader.”
Kyuhyun stared at him out of one eye for a moment before closing it and smiling. He didn't say anything more and neither did Changmin but Changmin felt a smile creep onto his own face as he left the room.
Kyuhyun became considerably less annoying after that and life was normal for Changmin, minus his winged roommate. They exchanged occasional banter, sometimes watching television together or even playing games. Kyuhyun was fond of filling Changmin's computer with games and playing them for hours a day. Changmin was fond of watching Kyuhyun's wings twitch with excitement or frustration as he played.
Nothing specific had prompted it. One day, as Changmin was watching television and Kyuhyun sat next to him, he just started talking.
“I don't have... anyone. I know it's my own fault. I pushed them all away. I moved away from everyone who loved me because I didn't know how to love them back. I didn't deserve any of them. I regretted it so much when... when my mother passed away... and then my dad... I... I didn't say goodbye, they never knew how much I loved them. How much I wanted to be a part of their family again... how sorry I am for being so stupid and selfish.”
“They knew,” Kyuhyun said softly. Changmin turned to him, seeing a genuine look that turned into a soft smile. “They know.”
Changmin felt relaxed by those words although he should have been astonished. He'd gone to bed that night, finally sleeping without heavy thoughts plaguing his mind. The next morning, he was greeted with a soft feather tickling his face followed by a smile. It was such a sweet smile, Changmin would almost call it angelic.
Almost.
The immediate request for breakfast afterward had him pushing away the thoughts of an angel all over again. Once breakfast was made, Changmin realizes that the request hadn't been such a bad thing because it gave him a full stomach and made him perfectly content, something he normally wouldn't experience on an average morning. Still, he only complains about it to Kyuhyun, refusing to admit that he'd enjoyed it as well.
It isn't the wings that make Kyuhyun an angel. In fact, those disappeared weeks ago. Kyuhyun is just Changmin's roommate now. It doesn't matter that Kyuhyun is rude and not helpful at all. What matters is that Kyuhyun fell on Changmin and demanded to be taken care of. It matters that Kyuhyun had been a hassle because that's what Changmin had needed. He hadn't known that he'd needed it, but now he knows that a pain in the ass was the perfect reminder that sometimes you have to push through the bad to get to the good.
Kyuhyun saved Changmin's life. That's how Changmin knows that Kyuhyun is an angel, with or without his wings.
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MESSAGE FOR SARA DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU ARE SARA: An angel fic for you because I'm pretty sure you're an angel yourself. You're just the nicest person ever and I'm always like WHY IS SARA SO NICE and to be honest it makes me try harder to be a nicer person. WOW that probably sounds weird BUT IT'S TRUE ;;
HONESTLY I COULDN'T DECIDE IF I SHOULD DO CHANGKYU OR QMI OR MAYBE KYUNA OR IF I SHOULD DO VAMPIRES OR ANGELS OR HUMANS so I hope you like this and I hope I made the right choice. :'3
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Fic for Tee
Pairing: Eunhae
Summary: Eunhae are getting ready for a convention in which they will cosplay their OTP.
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Hyukjae makes sure that his bleach blond hair is slicked back as far as it can go and that it's going to stay that way. He tugs on his robes and then takes a few steps back to admire himself in the full-length mirror of his bedroom, making the most evil face he can muster.
“Hyukjae,” Donghae calls as he enters the room. “Are my glasses in here?”
Hyukjae points to the dresser and Donghae follows the finger to his glasses. He puts them on and stands beside Hyukjae, examining himself as well.
“Where's your scar?” Hyukjae asks, turning to Donghae.
Donghae lifts up his bangs to show the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.
“Wicked,” Hyukjae says in a terrible English accent.
“Wrong character,” Donghae replies unhappily.
“Oh, right.” Hyukjae clears his throat and tries again. “I'll tell my father about this, Potter!”
“Perfect!” Donghae approves with a grin. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tube of lip balm, smearing some on his lips. “Okay,” he says, “kiss me and tell me if it tastes good.”
“What? Why?”
“Are you kidding me?” Donghae rolls his eyes. “We're two hot guys dressed up as Harry and Draco, soooooo many girls are gonna ask us to make out. I don't want my lips to get dry!”
“Are you kidding me?” Hyukjae sighs. “I'm not going to make out with you at the drop of a hat just because some girls think we're hot.”
“But they'll post our pictures online and then we'll get internet famous,” Donghae argues.
“That's totally not going to happen.”
“Fine,” Donghae gives up. “Will you at least kiss me now?”
Hyukjae puts on his best angst face and pulls out his accent again. “Ew,” he says, “never! I'd rather kiss a mudblood!”
Donghae jumps on Hyukjae and kisses him anyway. Hyukjae decides that he loves Donghae's lip balm. It leads to plenty of kisses and pictures as they walk around the convention. By the time they wake up the next day, a post on some girl's blog has gone viral. It features a large picture of Hyukjae and Donghae posing for a kissing picture. While Donghae shrieks in delight and dances around in his underwear on top of their bed, Hyukjae is on the phone trying to explain to his parents why he's all over the internet.
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MESSAGE FOR TEE DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU ARE TEE: Do you even realize that I started writing because of you? You literally forced me to write Eunhae like a day after we started talking (WHEN I WAS ALL NERVOUS BECAUSE I LOVED YOUR FICS BUT THEN WITHIN A DAY I WASN'T NERVOUS ANYMORE BECAUSE ALL WE DID WAS MAKE SEXUAL JOKES AT EACH OTHER AND I KNEW IT WAS THE START OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP) and even now if I think about you it makes me want to write. YOU ARE MY MUSE. If it weren't for you, I probably never would have written any of my fics tbh. Thank you for always reading my fics and encouraging me. You're my inspiration and everything I write will always be a little bit for you. Iluteeteepoo♥ AND I'M SORRY THIS IS LAME.
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PERHAPS THERE WILL BE MORE DRABBLES HERE LATER :3