Fic: Spare Mattress
Title: Spare Mattress
Author: kayevelyn
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Hanchul
Rating: +13
Summary: “Hankyung… is going to have a heart attack when he finds out about this.”
Notes: Because Suju is subtle.
“Hankyung… is going to have a heart attack when he finds out about this.” Eunhyuk said, half admiring what Heechul had spent all day doing.
Well Heechul actually hadn’t been doing anything. He had roped Kangin, Shindong and Kibum into doing all the heavy lifting, and since Kangin had started to complain loudly and stormed off after he realized what Heechul was trying to make him do, and Kibum spent the majority of the time standing beside Heechul with that stupid “I’m going to be so sexy your boyfriend of so many years will leave you for me” smirk that Eunhyuk hated with a passion, it had just been Shindong who helped put the double bed together and in the corner.
Heechul clapped his hands and bounced on the bed, grinning maniacally. It made Eunhyuk question his bandmate’s sanity.
“It’s perfect isn’t it?” He was grinning. “It’s my birthday present for Hankyung!”
Eunhyuk arched an eyebrow. “Don’t you mean an early present for you? I really don’t think Hankyung is going to like this.”
“Of course he is.” Heechul was complete no nonsense as he flicked his wrist, adjusting the pillows and the picture on the night stand, a picture of his two cats. “He was complaining about missing me, so here’s my solution.”
Eunhyuk shrugged, ready to make a comment but it was interrupted by Eeteuk flying into the room, mouth gaping open and Sungmin fast on his heels, looking giddy at the idea of the show that was about to happen.
Eeteuk’s mouth tried to work and when he could only croak the first few words out Heechul grinned and supplied him with his answer.
“It’s fantastic. I know.”
Eeteuk squawked, and then his chin quivered and he looked torn between crying from frustration and passing out from the shock of what Heechul had done.
“I had hoped Kangin was just trying to get you in trouble.” He finally managed to get out, leaning against the door and rubbing his temples in frustration.
Heechul’s smile turned to a slight frown at Eeteuk’s reaction. “Why is no one as excited for me as I am?”
“I am!” Sungmin piped up, finally managing to get past Eeteuk and Eunhyuk who were crowding the door. He was grinning as he climbed onto the bed beside Heechul, only to get pushed off.
Heechul ignored Sungmin’s protest. “There’s only too much hot this bed can handle.” He made a shooing motion with his hand, causing Sungmin to roll his eyes, but dutifully edge away from the bed.
“I’m on your side, you know.” Sungmin muttered darkly before he turned his head up to Eeteuk who had started to mutter to himself. “Teukie? Can Kyuhyun and I have a double bed?”
“No! No double beds! Not for anyone! No one gets double beds!” Eeteuk screeched. “People. Are going to see. And notice. Bed count!”
Heechul snorted. “Please. Who’s going to see inside our dorm? Honestly?”
Eeteuk let out a muffled sob.
Super Junior M came back to much fanfare. Despite the fact that because Henry had flown back to Canada instead of coming back to Korea, Ryeowook and Donghae were moping due to the loss of their favorite hugging post, and Sungmin was glaring daggers into Zhou Mi while latched to Kyuhyun, everyone was in good spirits. Eeteuk had wanted everyone to go to bed early; there were schedules to follow, practice and recordings to finish up.
No one listened to Eeteuk that much.
Therefore Hankyung was surprised when Heechul dragged him away from the party after only an hour, and brought him back to their room. As much as Heechul liked sex, Heechul liked parties where he could be the center of attention. Rarely did sex beat out that. At least sex with Hankyung Heechul liked to tell him.
But that’s what seemed to be happening. Hankyung was trying to find his way to their room, eyes half closed as he tried to stop Heechul’s wandering hands long enough to make it into their room. They finally stumbled into what Hankyung could only hope was their room, because he really didn’t need another lecture from Eeteuk about personal space. Not when he’d given that same lecture only hours before in the airport.
Hankyung was pushed back on the bed, and he watched transfixed as Heechul smirked while taking off his shirt. Heechul fell back on Hankyung, skin touching skin and Hankyung had missed this the most.
He started to get impatient when Heechul rolled his hips downward and Hankyung rolled them over, taking care not to fall off the bed like last time.
Except there was no falling off because the bed was a lot wider than Hankyung anticipated and his eyes popped open. He stopped kissing Heechul, much to the other’s annoyance, and actually looked at his surroundings.
“This is a double bed!” Hankyung gasped, mouth wide open. “This is a double bed.” Hankyung’s surprise quickly took a contemplative tone as he looked down at Heechul, who was grinning that stupid grin Hankyung loved.
“Happy birthday.” Heechul purred. The only thing Hankyung could do was kiss Heechul and try out their new bed.
“So how long do you give Hankyung until he realized what a big mistake this is?” Eunhyuk asked Sungmin over breakfast.
“Probably the first time Heechul kicks him out of bed and he realizes that he can’t just move the bed to the other side of the room.”
Eunhyuk looked thoughtful as Hankyung walked into the kitchen looking like he really didn’t want to be there in only his boxers but like he had no choice.
“So you mean today?”
Sungmin watched Hankyung muttering darkly in Chinese as he vigorously started to cook a quick breakfast. The only words either could catch was annoying, Heechul and slave.
Author: kayevelyn
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Hanchul
Rating: +13
Summary: “Hankyung… is going to have a heart attack when he finds out about this.”
Notes: Because Suju is subtle.
“Hankyung… is going to have a heart attack when he finds out about this.” Eunhyuk said, half admiring what Heechul had spent all day doing.
Well Heechul actually hadn’t been doing anything. He had roped Kangin, Shindong and Kibum into doing all the heavy lifting, and since Kangin had started to complain loudly and stormed off after he realized what Heechul was trying to make him do, and Kibum spent the majority of the time standing beside Heechul with that stupid “I’m going to be so sexy your boyfriend of so many years will leave you for me” smirk that Eunhyuk hated with a passion, it had just been Shindong who helped put the double bed together and in the corner.
Heechul clapped his hands and bounced on the bed, grinning maniacally. It made Eunhyuk question his bandmate’s sanity.
“It’s perfect isn’t it?” He was grinning. “It’s my birthday present for Hankyung!”
Eunhyuk arched an eyebrow. “Don’t you mean an early present for you? I really don’t think Hankyung is going to like this.”
“Of course he is.” Heechul was complete no nonsense as he flicked his wrist, adjusting the pillows and the picture on the night stand, a picture of his two cats. “He was complaining about missing me, so here’s my solution.”
Eunhyuk shrugged, ready to make a comment but it was interrupted by Eeteuk flying into the room, mouth gaping open and Sungmin fast on his heels, looking giddy at the idea of the show that was about to happen.
Eeteuk’s mouth tried to work and when he could only croak the first few words out Heechul grinned and supplied him with his answer.
“It’s fantastic. I know.”
Eeteuk squawked, and then his chin quivered and he looked torn between crying from frustration and passing out from the shock of what Heechul had done.
“I had hoped Kangin was just trying to get you in trouble.” He finally managed to get out, leaning against the door and rubbing his temples in frustration.
Heechul’s smile turned to a slight frown at Eeteuk’s reaction. “Why is no one as excited for me as I am?”
“I am!” Sungmin piped up, finally managing to get past Eeteuk and Eunhyuk who were crowding the door. He was grinning as he climbed onto the bed beside Heechul, only to get pushed off.
Heechul ignored Sungmin’s protest. “There’s only too much hot this bed can handle.” He made a shooing motion with his hand, causing Sungmin to roll his eyes, but dutifully edge away from the bed.
“I’m on your side, you know.” Sungmin muttered darkly before he turned his head up to Eeteuk who had started to mutter to himself. “Teukie? Can Kyuhyun and I have a double bed?”
“No! No double beds! Not for anyone! No one gets double beds!” Eeteuk screeched. “People. Are going to see. And notice. Bed count!”
Heechul snorted. “Please. Who’s going to see inside our dorm? Honestly?”
Eeteuk let out a muffled sob.
Super Junior M came back to much fanfare. Despite the fact that because Henry had flown back to Canada instead of coming back to Korea, Ryeowook and Donghae were moping due to the loss of their favorite hugging post, and Sungmin was glaring daggers into Zhou Mi while latched to Kyuhyun, everyone was in good spirits. Eeteuk had wanted everyone to go to bed early; there were schedules to follow, practice and recordings to finish up.
No one listened to Eeteuk that much.
Therefore Hankyung was surprised when Heechul dragged him away from the party after only an hour, and brought him back to their room. As much as Heechul liked sex, Heechul liked parties where he could be the center of attention. Rarely did sex beat out that. At least sex with Hankyung Heechul liked to tell him.
But that’s what seemed to be happening. Hankyung was trying to find his way to their room, eyes half closed as he tried to stop Heechul’s wandering hands long enough to make it into their room. They finally stumbled into what Hankyung could only hope was their room, because he really didn’t need another lecture from Eeteuk about personal space. Not when he’d given that same lecture only hours before in the airport.
Hankyung was pushed back on the bed, and he watched transfixed as Heechul smirked while taking off his shirt. Heechul fell back on Hankyung, skin touching skin and Hankyung had missed this the most.
He started to get impatient when Heechul rolled his hips downward and Hankyung rolled them over, taking care not to fall off the bed like last time.
Except there was no falling off because the bed was a lot wider than Hankyung anticipated and his eyes popped open. He stopped kissing Heechul, much to the other’s annoyance, and actually looked at his surroundings.
“This is a double bed!” Hankyung gasped, mouth wide open. “This is a double bed.” Hankyung’s surprise quickly took a contemplative tone as he looked down at Heechul, who was grinning that stupid grin Hankyung loved.
“Happy birthday.” Heechul purred. The only thing Hankyung could do was kiss Heechul and try out their new bed.
“So how long do you give Hankyung until he realized what a big mistake this is?” Eunhyuk asked Sungmin over breakfast.
“Probably the first time Heechul kicks him out of bed and he realizes that he can’t just move the bed to the other side of the room.”
Eunhyuk looked thoughtful as Hankyung walked into the kitchen looking like he really didn’t want to be there in only his boxers but like he had no choice.
“So you mean today?”
Sungmin watched Hankyung muttering darkly in Chinese as he vigorously started to cook a quick breakfast. The only words either could catch was annoying, Heechul and slave.