[[ Super Junior ]] Replacement 1/1.
Title: Replacement.
Author: sacryde_riots.
Rating: R to be safe.
Pairing: Heechul/Kibum. Mentioned Siwon/Hankyung.
Words: 2,250.
Status: Complete. One-shot.
Fic Challenge: 2/100
Summary: "It took you long enough," Kibum grinned, grabbing the back of Heechul's neck and bringing the older boy closer, the glint in his eyes making Heechul's breathing quicken, "Just think of me as their...replacement."
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, I would be filthy rich by now.
Warning: This contains mention of male/male relationships. If you're not into such things, I suggest you turn back now. Also, beware the angst. I couldn't help it.
There was something about that night that was different from the rest. Heechul couldn't put his finger on it, but something was definitely wrong. The way Hankyung and Siwon looked at each other made something inside him twitch every time he saw it. Those long, secretive looks. It was as if they were having a silent conversation that no one else was allowed to interrupt. Heehchul shifted his eyes around the living room of the dorm, noticing with a few quick glances that he was the only one who seemed to notice the suddenly affectionate atmosphere around the two. At least, that's what he thought.
Later on in the night, Heechul woke suddenly. He glanced around quickly, trying to pinpoint the thing that had woken him up. Despite his boisterous and loud personality, he had a tendency to notice the small things that no one else would. His senses had always been right up until this point, so he knew that the odd feeling couldn't be off.
Looking over at the bed beside him, he calmly walked over, poking Hankyung in the shoulder roughly. When he didn't move, Heechul let out an exhasperated sigh, jumping onto the bed and shaking the body as much as he could while making as little noise as possible. But when the body let out an "oof," Heechul jumped back, nearly falling off of the bed. That....that wasn't Hankyung's voice.
"Yah! What're you doing here?!" He yelled, pushing Kibum off of the bed, not even bothering to consider the younger boys temper.
For a long moment neither spoke. All that could be heard was Kibum shuffling around on the floor, clearly still half asleep and trying to figure out what happened through a hazy mind. Then Heechul heard the sounds coming from the next room, which was supposed to be Kibum and Siwons'. He froze instantly, his breath catching in his throat as a sudden chill ran down his spine. He'd known something was off, but for it to be that...?
Heechul barely noticed Kibum slowly getting to his feet, too preoccupied with the loud gasps and groans coming from the room beside them. He barely moved his head when he heard someone clear their throat from somewhere close by, his mind still too caught up in the sounds. Right on the other side of that wall, Hankyung and Siwon were...no! No way! Hankyung was his! They were the closest out of anyone in this group! How could he be off fucking Siwon?! Why was it Siwon, and not him!? What was so wrong with him that Hankyung would go to some bible thumping horse with caterpillars for eyebrows?! Why?!
His knees gave out as he let out a startled gasp, the tears running freely down his face. He could no longer see in front of him; all he saw was black. His breaths came out harsh and raspy as he felt himself starting to panic, the choked sobs building up and dieing in the back of his throat. He collapsed onto the bed, curling up into a little ball and hugging Hankyung's pillow closely. The scent that lingered there was so familiar, but at the same time now seemed foreign. How was it that something that used to bring him so much comfort now only made his heart clench with pain?
Kibum sighed as he watched Heechul curled up and silently sobbing like a little child. He was never good at comforting people, and he knew that when Heechul was in one of these states, there was absolutely nothing anyone could do about it until he'd gotten over it himself. Ruffling the back of his hair, Kibum merely wandered over to Heechul's bed, laying down and falling back to sleep, the sight of the older boys' shadow shaking with sobs being the only thing he saw before sleep overtook him.
***
It had been several months since the first time Kibum came to sleep in Heechul and Hankyung's room. Somehow, Heechul had gotten used to the fact that once or twice a week he switched room mates. But every now and then when he woke up to find Kibum in Hankyung's bed, he threw one of his fits. He yelled, he screamed, he threw things. But somehow, none of it helped. Because the one person he could always count on to ask why he was upset, to care about what made him that angry, was too busy fucking some China man to bother asking. That was probably what hurt Heechul the most; the fact that the two people he felt closest to in the group were suddenly too busy with each other to bother with him.
Heechul screamed at the top of his lungs, grabbing the big duck plushie and throwing it across the room, barely noticing it banging into the lamp until it fell to the floor with a loud crash. Heechul merely stood there, eyes wide as he felt his insides start to quiet, gasping for breath. He knew in theory that there was really no point in throwing things around, but that was just his way of seeking attention. Attention he knew he wasn't going to get.
It was just the four of them in the dorm, or at least, it had been. Until Hankyung and Siwon had gone off to China with the new sub-unit, and now the only people left in the dorm were him and Kibum. The entire situation sucked. Not only had Hankyung and Siwon been fucking around and avoiding him before, but now they actually went off to fucking China??
'Probably wanted to get rid of me after all,' Heechul thought to himself, feeling the anger bubble up in his chest again. He let out a blood curtling scream, falling to the floor helplessly. He barely noticed as his fists pounded into the wooden floor below him, his hands smashing into pieces of shattered glass from the lamp. He couldn't think, he couldn't see, he couldn't feel. The only thing he was conscious of was the one word that kept repeating over and over in his head, "Why?"
He barely noticed as arms lifted him up, dragging him into another room as he continued banging his fist, this time on the form of someone elses chest. He could barely process the body making him sit down, holding his wrists still as they dug out the glass from his hand. He only noticed something was weird when he felt something cold and wet on his fist, making him jump with a startled gasp as he was brought back to the real world.
Kibum was kneeling on the ground in front of him, tending to the wounds on his hand. He had no idea how the wounds had gotten there exactly, but he wasn't really surprised. He always seemed to injure himself when he went into one of his fits.
"What're you doing?" He asked, eyes watching as Kibum wiped off the blood with a wet washcloth. He felt himself calming down, despite the younger boy not saying a word. He frowned, watching as Kibum put antibacterial ointment on his cuts before bandaging his hand up, his curiousity mingling with surprise that the normally stoic boy was doing something like this. It was...unusual; different, to say the least.
"Which one was it?" Heechul blinked, looking at Kibum's face as he tried to figure out the meaning behind his words. He himself barely remembered anything that had happened the last fifteen minutes or so, so the other boys sudden question surprised him. Which one was what?
"Hah?"
"Hankyung or Siwon? Which one were you in love with?" Heechul felt himself freeze in place as his eyes widened, gaping at the younger boy at his feet. He felt himself gasp a little when Kibum's angry eyes turned on him, the intensity behind them causing something close to tears to stir within Heechul. No, there was no way he would cry. Not again, not here, not in front of this brat.
"Yah! What're you talking about? I wasn't--"
"Save it," Kibum growled, his hands gripping Heechul's wrists tightly. Heechul gulped, his eyes lowering to his wrists, trying to focus on the slight pain to keep himself from crying in Kibum's arms. There was no way he was going to open up to this brat about anything. Besides, what place of his was it?! If it weren't for him letting Hankyung switch rooms ocassionally, Hankyung could belong to him, just like he was supposed to. If it weren't for this impertinent brat, the two of them would have never run off to China together. If it weren't for Kibum...
"So, which was it?" Those intense eyes burned, but Heechul did what he could to not give in and look at them. He didn't know why, but the boys sudden interest in the things going on in the dorm made him more uneasy than almost anything before had. In fact, it was downright frightening to hear the seriousness of the other boys' tone. But there was no way Heechul would give in to that fear. No way. He was going to be the one in control of this situation. He would not let some kid take over.
"What do I get out of telling you? It's not like you'll let me fuck you like you were them, anyways," Heechul smirked, licking his lips and leaning closer to Kibum's face, a mischevous glint in his eyes. "Or will you?"
Kibum smirked, sending Heechul reeling back. That was definitely not the reply he'd been expecting.
"It took you long enough," Kibum grinned, grabbing the back of Heechul's neck and bringing the older boy closer, the glint in his eyes making Heechul's breathing quicken, "Just think of me as their...replacement."
***
"I wonder if Heechul's okay..." Hankyung muttered, yawning from his place beside Siwon, his head resting on the taller boys shoulder. Siwon placed his arm around his lovers shoulders, kissing the top of his head with a small smile.
"We'll find out soon enough, I suppose...?"
"Yeah.." Hankyung mumbled, yawning again before falling asleep, not waking until they reached Korea again.
"Heechul! Kibum! We're back!" Siwon yelled through the dorm, finding the silence that greeted him slightly disturbing. Normally, Heechul would have yelled something obscene back. He looked over at Hankyung, the both of them exchanging a worried look before rushing into the dorm, not even bothering to take their shoes off.
The sight they were both met with surprised them enough that they had to do a double take. Right before their eyes, Kibum was spread across the couch, completely naked. And laying directly on top of him was none other than Heechul.
Siwon and Hankyung exchanged surprised glances before bursting out laughing, more out of relief than amusement.
Heechul groaned, glancing up at the loud noise before jumping in shock, knowing very well what kind of position he was in right now, and knowing very well that these were the two people he'd least wanted him to see like this. He felt Kibum slowly start to wake, and placed a reassuring hand on the boys shoulder, knowing very well how he could snap easily when he just woke up. It was one of the many things he'd noticed about the younger boy over the last several months they'd been without the other two.
"This was NOT what I was expecting to see." Siwon choked out, his laughter suddenly subsiding. Then, he got a whiff of the air and let out a choked sound, reeling back. "Dude, it smells so bad in here! How much have you guys fucked since we've been gone?!"
"Fuck you!" Heechul yelled with a grin, grabbing a pillow from the floor and throwing it at Siwon's head expertly, hitting him right on target. He knew all those tantrums would come in handy some day...
"Aw, did you miss us so much you had to go and fuck Kibum instead?" Hankyung asked jokingly, a grin on his face. Heechul felt Kibum tense underneath him, probably with anger or fear, and he smirked, tilting his head to the side mischevously.
"What are you guys talking about?" He asked, grinning as he licked his lips and looked down at Kibum. "He's too sexy to just be a replacement."
Kibum gasped, his eyes widening as Heechul's grin got even larger. Heechul merely winked at the younger boy before getting up, not even bothering to cover up. He had no idea where his clothes were, and it's not like he was ashamed of anything, so he didn't see the point in it. He walked over to Hankyung, throwing his arm around the Chinese mans shoulders with a grin.
"Now Hannie, you two are going to have to be a hell of a lot louder than the last time you were here if you're planning on keeping up with us every night."
With that Heechul walked off to the bathrooms to get a much needed shower, leaving the others behind him staring at his retreating form, all of them turning some shade of red. The reddest of them, which just so happened to be Hankyung, coughed and looked around, surprised at how little was trashed in the dorm.
"So I take it Heechul's okay with me and Siwon..?"
Kibum nodded, his own smirk appearing on his lips. "Don't worry, I've taken very good care of him while you two were off on your honeymoon."
---FIN---
A/n: Ahaha it's finally done! I've been working on this story for so long, but I never seemed to be able to get past the first few paragraphs. I even started this before the 100 fic challenge, and it just so happened that this fic worked in it. Hehe. So yeah, leave me a comment to let me know what you think!
Also, in case you're unaware, I'm taking fic requests! So leave me a request hereand I'll write it! And if I like you well enough (meaning if you've commented any of my previous stories) I'll let you make more than one request. <3
Oh, and I almost forgot. Thank you for reading!
Author: sacryde_riots.
Rating: R to be safe.
Pairing: Heechul/Kibum. Mentioned Siwon/Hankyung.
Words: 2,250.
Status: Complete. One-shot.
Fic Challenge: 2/100
Summary: "It took you long enough," Kibum grinned, grabbing the back of Heechul's neck and bringing the older boy closer, the glint in his eyes making Heechul's breathing quicken, "Just think of me as their...replacement."
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, I would be filthy rich by now.
Warning: This contains mention of male/male relationships. If you're not into such things, I suggest you turn back now. Also, beware the angst. I couldn't help it.
There was something about that night that was different from the rest. Heechul couldn't put his finger on it, but something was definitely wrong. The way Hankyung and Siwon looked at each other made something inside him twitch every time he saw it. Those long, secretive looks. It was as if they were having a silent conversation that no one else was allowed to interrupt. Heehchul shifted his eyes around the living room of the dorm, noticing with a few quick glances that he was the only one who seemed to notice the suddenly affectionate atmosphere around the two. At least, that's what he thought.
Later on in the night, Heechul woke suddenly. He glanced around quickly, trying to pinpoint the thing that had woken him up. Despite his boisterous and loud personality, he had a tendency to notice the small things that no one else would. His senses had always been right up until this point, so he knew that the odd feeling couldn't be off.
Looking over at the bed beside him, he calmly walked over, poking Hankyung in the shoulder roughly. When he didn't move, Heechul let out an exhasperated sigh, jumping onto the bed and shaking the body as much as he could while making as little noise as possible. But when the body let out an "oof," Heechul jumped back, nearly falling off of the bed. That....that wasn't Hankyung's voice.
"Yah! What're you doing here?!" He yelled, pushing Kibum off of the bed, not even bothering to consider the younger boys temper.
For a long moment neither spoke. All that could be heard was Kibum shuffling around on the floor, clearly still half asleep and trying to figure out what happened through a hazy mind. Then Heechul heard the sounds coming from the next room, which was supposed to be Kibum and Siwons'. He froze instantly, his breath catching in his throat as a sudden chill ran down his spine. He'd known something was off, but for it to be that...?
Heechul barely noticed Kibum slowly getting to his feet, too preoccupied with the loud gasps and groans coming from the room beside them. He barely moved his head when he heard someone clear their throat from somewhere close by, his mind still too caught up in the sounds. Right on the other side of that wall, Hankyung and Siwon were...no! No way! Hankyung was his! They were the closest out of anyone in this group! How could he be off fucking Siwon?! Why was it Siwon, and not him!? What was so wrong with him that Hankyung would go to some bible thumping horse with caterpillars for eyebrows?! Why?!
His knees gave out as he let out a startled gasp, the tears running freely down his face. He could no longer see in front of him; all he saw was black. His breaths came out harsh and raspy as he felt himself starting to panic, the choked sobs building up and dieing in the back of his throat. He collapsed onto the bed, curling up into a little ball and hugging Hankyung's pillow closely. The scent that lingered there was so familiar, but at the same time now seemed foreign. How was it that something that used to bring him so much comfort now only made his heart clench with pain?
Kibum sighed as he watched Heechul curled up and silently sobbing like a little child. He was never good at comforting people, and he knew that when Heechul was in one of these states, there was absolutely nothing anyone could do about it until he'd gotten over it himself. Ruffling the back of his hair, Kibum merely wandered over to Heechul's bed, laying down and falling back to sleep, the sight of the older boys' shadow shaking with sobs being the only thing he saw before sleep overtook him.
***
It had been several months since the first time Kibum came to sleep in Heechul and Hankyung's room. Somehow, Heechul had gotten used to the fact that once or twice a week he switched room mates. But every now and then when he woke up to find Kibum in Hankyung's bed, he threw one of his fits. He yelled, he screamed, he threw things. But somehow, none of it helped. Because the one person he could always count on to ask why he was upset, to care about what made him that angry, was too busy fucking some China man to bother asking. That was probably what hurt Heechul the most; the fact that the two people he felt closest to in the group were suddenly too busy with each other to bother with him.
Heechul screamed at the top of his lungs, grabbing the big duck plushie and throwing it across the room, barely noticing it banging into the lamp until it fell to the floor with a loud crash. Heechul merely stood there, eyes wide as he felt his insides start to quiet, gasping for breath. He knew in theory that there was really no point in throwing things around, but that was just his way of seeking attention. Attention he knew he wasn't going to get.
It was just the four of them in the dorm, or at least, it had been. Until Hankyung and Siwon had gone off to China with the new sub-unit, and now the only people left in the dorm were him and Kibum. The entire situation sucked. Not only had Hankyung and Siwon been fucking around and avoiding him before, but now they actually went off to fucking China??
'Probably wanted to get rid of me after all,' Heechul thought to himself, feeling the anger bubble up in his chest again. He let out a blood curtling scream, falling to the floor helplessly. He barely noticed as his fists pounded into the wooden floor below him, his hands smashing into pieces of shattered glass from the lamp. He couldn't think, he couldn't see, he couldn't feel. The only thing he was conscious of was the one word that kept repeating over and over in his head, "Why?"
He barely noticed as arms lifted him up, dragging him into another room as he continued banging his fist, this time on the form of someone elses chest. He could barely process the body making him sit down, holding his wrists still as they dug out the glass from his hand. He only noticed something was weird when he felt something cold and wet on his fist, making him jump with a startled gasp as he was brought back to the real world.
Kibum was kneeling on the ground in front of him, tending to the wounds on his hand. He had no idea how the wounds had gotten there exactly, but he wasn't really surprised. He always seemed to injure himself when he went into one of his fits.
"What're you doing?" He asked, eyes watching as Kibum wiped off the blood with a wet washcloth. He felt himself calming down, despite the younger boy not saying a word. He frowned, watching as Kibum put antibacterial ointment on his cuts before bandaging his hand up, his curiousity mingling with surprise that the normally stoic boy was doing something like this. It was...unusual; different, to say the least.
"Which one was it?" Heechul blinked, looking at Kibum's face as he tried to figure out the meaning behind his words. He himself barely remembered anything that had happened the last fifteen minutes or so, so the other boys sudden question surprised him. Which one was what?
"Hah?"
"Hankyung or Siwon? Which one were you in love with?" Heechul felt himself freeze in place as his eyes widened, gaping at the younger boy at his feet. He felt himself gasp a little when Kibum's angry eyes turned on him, the intensity behind them causing something close to tears to stir within Heechul. No, there was no way he would cry. Not again, not here, not in front of this brat.
"Yah! What're you talking about? I wasn't--"
"Save it," Kibum growled, his hands gripping Heechul's wrists tightly. Heechul gulped, his eyes lowering to his wrists, trying to focus on the slight pain to keep himself from crying in Kibum's arms. There was no way he was going to open up to this brat about anything. Besides, what place of his was it?! If it weren't for him letting Hankyung switch rooms ocassionally, Hankyung could belong to him, just like he was supposed to. If it weren't for this impertinent brat, the two of them would have never run off to China together. If it weren't for Kibum...
"So, which was it?" Those intense eyes burned, but Heechul did what he could to not give in and look at them. He didn't know why, but the boys sudden interest in the things going on in the dorm made him more uneasy than almost anything before had. In fact, it was downright frightening to hear the seriousness of the other boys' tone. But there was no way Heechul would give in to that fear. No way. He was going to be the one in control of this situation. He would not let some kid take over.
"What do I get out of telling you? It's not like you'll let me fuck you like you were them, anyways," Heechul smirked, licking his lips and leaning closer to Kibum's face, a mischevous glint in his eyes. "Or will you?"
Kibum smirked, sending Heechul reeling back. That was definitely not the reply he'd been expecting.
"It took you long enough," Kibum grinned, grabbing the back of Heechul's neck and bringing the older boy closer, the glint in his eyes making Heechul's breathing quicken, "Just think of me as their...replacement."
***
"I wonder if Heechul's okay..." Hankyung muttered, yawning from his place beside Siwon, his head resting on the taller boys shoulder. Siwon placed his arm around his lovers shoulders, kissing the top of his head with a small smile.
"We'll find out soon enough, I suppose...?"
"Yeah.." Hankyung mumbled, yawning again before falling asleep, not waking until they reached Korea again.
"Heechul! Kibum! We're back!" Siwon yelled through the dorm, finding the silence that greeted him slightly disturbing. Normally, Heechul would have yelled something obscene back. He looked over at Hankyung, the both of them exchanging a worried look before rushing into the dorm, not even bothering to take their shoes off.
The sight they were both met with surprised them enough that they had to do a double take. Right before their eyes, Kibum was spread across the couch, completely naked. And laying directly on top of him was none other than Heechul.
Siwon and Hankyung exchanged surprised glances before bursting out laughing, more out of relief than amusement.
Heechul groaned, glancing up at the loud noise before jumping in shock, knowing very well what kind of position he was in right now, and knowing very well that these were the two people he'd least wanted him to see like this. He felt Kibum slowly start to wake, and placed a reassuring hand on the boys shoulder, knowing very well how he could snap easily when he just woke up. It was one of the many things he'd noticed about the younger boy over the last several months they'd been without the other two.
"This was NOT what I was expecting to see." Siwon choked out, his laughter suddenly subsiding. Then, he got a whiff of the air and let out a choked sound, reeling back. "Dude, it smells so bad in here! How much have you guys fucked since we've been gone?!"
"Fuck you!" Heechul yelled with a grin, grabbing a pillow from the floor and throwing it at Siwon's head expertly, hitting him right on target. He knew all those tantrums would come in handy some day...
"Aw, did you miss us so much you had to go and fuck Kibum instead?" Hankyung asked jokingly, a grin on his face. Heechul felt Kibum tense underneath him, probably with anger or fear, and he smirked, tilting his head to the side mischevously.
"What are you guys talking about?" He asked, grinning as he licked his lips and looked down at Kibum. "He's too sexy to just be a replacement."
Kibum gasped, his eyes widening as Heechul's grin got even larger. Heechul merely winked at the younger boy before getting up, not even bothering to cover up. He had no idea where his clothes were, and it's not like he was ashamed of anything, so he didn't see the point in it. He walked over to Hankyung, throwing his arm around the Chinese mans shoulders with a grin.
"Now Hannie, you two are going to have to be a hell of a lot louder than the last time you were here if you're planning on keeping up with us every night."
With that Heechul walked off to the bathrooms to get a much needed shower, leaving the others behind him staring at his retreating form, all of them turning some shade of red. The reddest of them, which just so happened to be Hankyung, coughed and looked around, surprised at how little was trashed in the dorm.
"So I take it Heechul's okay with me and Siwon..?"
Kibum nodded, his own smirk appearing on his lips. "Don't worry, I've taken very good care of him while you two were off on your honeymoon."
---FIN---
A/n: Ahaha it's finally done! I've been working on this story for so long, but I never seemed to be able to get past the first few paragraphs. I even started this before the 100 fic challenge, and it just so happened that this fic worked in it. Hehe. So yeah, leave me a comment to let me know what you think!
Also, in case you're unaware, I'm taking fic requests! So leave me a request hereand I'll write it! And if I like you well enough (meaning if you've commented any of my previous stories) I'll let you make more than one request. <3
Oh, and I almost forgot. Thank you for reading!