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Title: Unnamed
Number: 38
Prompt: "I Want You To Stay Forever"
Pairing: Leeteuk/Kibum
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
Warning: Over used plot (:
Leeteuk froze. "What did you say?" He asked not looking at his close friend.
"I want to quit Super Junior." He mumbled once more.
"Kibum-ah-" Leeteuk took a step closer to his dongsaeng. "But Why? Why now?"
Kibum took a step back. "I can’t do it anymore. Doing all of this!" He took a seat on the kitchen counter and stared back up at the older, yet more fragile man in front of him. "With my new drama I can’t keep up. Not to mention I missed the full promotions for Sorry Sorry."
Leeteuk shook his head. "It doesn’t matter. Without you Super Junior can’t be one." His back rested against the refrigerator door. "So this is why you wanted me to come over-alone. Because you wanted to tell me your done with us."
Kibum’s hair on the back of his neck stood up. "Don’t’ say it like that Teuk." His hands traced along the side of the counter. "I need to quit. I’m too tired."
"Too tired?! Kibum in the last two days I’ve had two hours of sleep. I’ve been sitting here hoping your okay, and now that your back you want to leave. Kibum we need you. We can’t be Super Junior without you."
"You, You, YOU!" Screamed Kibum. "It’s always about you! What about me? I can never rest and I’ll always confuse things with each other. If it’s not you it’s super junior. But what about KIBUM!?"
Leeteuk shook his head and cleared his throat. "Kibum, I- I- I’m sorry." Leeteuk leaned forward and walked to the front door. "If that’s what you want. But, we’re going to miss you, all of us."
Days past and Leeteuk never heard from Kibum. He smiled at everyone and cleared his throat just as he did before he spoke his last words to Kibum. "Okay! We’ll run through the choreography on more time." He sighed turning his back the group. "It’s not the same-." He sighed as his cell phone rang bringing a smile to his face.
"Yoboyaseoyo?"
"Ya- Teuk-ah?"
"Kibum?"
"I’m sorry about the other day - forget what I said."
"What do you mean? Your back?" Leeteuks smile grew larger
"Yeah I miss you guys - I’ll be back tomorrow!"
Leeteuk’s smile couldn’t get bigger he loved this, his family would be together again. He was glad that for one time in his life, he kept his mouth shut about this whole thing and never told a soul.
"Hey Kibum?"
"Yeah? Teuk-" Kibum stopped. "I-I mean hyung."
"No matter what you think or what you do. I want you to stay forever." He smiled.
"I’d be glad to stay hyung." Leeteuk heard a pleasant sigh. "Thank you for everything Teuk."
Title: Envious
Number: 45
Prompt: Smooth
Pairing: Sungmin/Shindong
Rating: G
Genre: Drama, Fluff
Shindong laid down on his side, his bed supporting his elbow that was holding up his head. His eyes faced the computer screen, he smiled laughing at it. He loved watching movies; it was by far his favorite thing to do. Relaxed he let out a calm sigh snuggling closer to the blankets.
"Shindong-ah?" A small gentle voice came across the closed door.
"Come In." He stated not taking his eyes off the screen to give a small glance at the door.
Quietly the voice entered the room. He stared at Shindong for a while waiting for him to look up. "Shindong." The voice cooed softly.
Shindong looked up from where he sat and smiled at the figure in front of him. "Sungmin!" He sat up smiling at his close friend.
"Could you run to the corner store with me?" The boy asked.
"Uh-well." Shindong glanced at the computer then back at Sungmin. "Yeah, I can go." He closed out of his movie and closed his laoptop.
Sungmin’s smile grew. He backed up to the door and waited for Shindong. Shindong tugged his way up and out of the room.
"Why do you need to go to the store?" He asked Sungmin who was now at the dorms door.
"We never hang out anymore. So I thought why not run to the corner store. Besides that I’m out of lotion." He said innocently holding the elevator door for Shindong.
Shindong strolled into the elevator. "Sungmin-you’re always so thoughtful."
"I know." Sungmin said modestly. He shuffled closer to Shindong and a small chuckle came from the bigger man. "What?!"
"You haven’t changed." Shindong informed the other.
"What do you mean?" Sungmin asked clueless.
"No matter what you do you do it so easily. Your shuffles aren’t blocky like anyone else’s they are smooth, your vice, your hair-" Shindong stopped and pointed at Sungmin’s lotion bottle. "And now your skin."
Sungmin let out a small giggle. "You think too much." He said pulling at Shindongs arm leading him out of the elevator. "You do things just as gracefully as I do."
Shindong huffed at the idea and laughed at Sungmin.
"No seriously. Your are so amazing at dancing. Your moves are just as graceful as my shuffles, and your hair is just as nice too." Sungmin continued pulling Shindong until the reached the corner store. "If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be who I am right now."
Shindong laughed opening the door for Sungmin. "Now you’re just saying things. Go get your lotion."
Sungmin nodded and looked back to make sure Shindong at least stepped foot into the store. "Hey! Shindong-ah!"
Shindong looked up from the rack he was staring at. "What Minnie?"
"Now we can both have smooth skin." He laughed holding up a new lotion bottle.
Shindong laughed and nodded at the cashier who was staring at him with wide eyes.
"As long as we’re still friends Minnie."
Title: Unnamed
Number: 49
Prompt: "Whats The Difference"
Pairing: Hangeng
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
Warning: fxing lame
Hangeng looked at the form. He hated filling these out. He smiled at the large amount of Chinese on the paper, well that was a plus. He skimmed the paper and placed his pen on the blank labeled "NAME". He swiftly wrote "H-A-N-G-E-N-G". He stopped and re-red it after looking at it. He shook his head in disbelief. The blank read:
K O R E A N N A M E. He took his pen and scribbled out what he hand originally wrote and re-wrote "H-A-N-K-Y-U-N-G".
He let out a deep sigh. What does it matter? He thought. It’s all the same thing.
In fact, he hated changing his name. Wasn’t he still the same person. Did he have to change his name just to make the Korean versus the Chinese population happy? He was still Hangeng. His birth certificate read Hangeng. Not Hankyung.
He pushed away the form and grabbed a fresh piece of paper. He began to write, his mind flooded with thoughts and his hand wrote them on the paper. He took a few breaths after a while and looked at the sheet. The once white paper was now filled with Chinese Characters. He missed home now more than ever, he missed his mother.
He knew he was thinking too much. No matter how is name was spelled or pronounced people loved him. Just for once he wished he could sit in an interview where he understood things perfectly, where he could sit there and recognize his name with out ruining his name and putting a "K" sound in his last name. It was his family’s last name. Han. It wasn’t his name, it was his family’s and now a strong "K" sound came from it.
He grabbed the form, finally accepting the fact that he had two names. He wrote Hankyung once more at the top and let out a sigh.
"What’s the difference right?" He asked himself. Hangeng was Hankyung and that’s how it was.
Title: At Peace
Number: 95
Prompt: Drowning
Pairing: Writers Choice:: Henry
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
My grip on my violin tightened, adrenaline filled my body. I had no clue why I was this nervous. I was finally home and going to play for my family, my town, my old life. I had people screaming at me back in Korea and here claps would fill the hall. I shook my head and followed the man. My eyes glanced over the televisions that showed the stage I would be performing on. The huge Orchestra was seated and the conductor whom I had never met before talked about a boys huge talent.
"Henry Lau!" The conductor concluded, followed by supportive claps, cheers and coos. I nodded to the audience and then to the conductor thanking them. I turned to the full orchestra behind me and smiled bowing to them.
‘How embarrassing,’ I thought to myself. ‘I’m only nineteen and showing you up.’ I bowed to them once again and smiled back at the conductor. I placed my violin on my left shoulder, my right hand gripping the bow gently. I smiled looking at the audience once more and then my eyes hit the director. His hands were up, ready, waiting. His arms fell and my bow ran down the strings causing a strong melody to echo in my ears and shake the hall.
I closed my eyes and continued to play my part as the orchestra behind me grew. My ears blocked everything out - just as I did back then. I guess the taught me more than I thought. My fingers and hand seemed to know exactly what was going on but my mind was racing. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed playing for people who wanted to hear me.
The orchestra stopped. My hands froze, and my left hand grabbed the neck of my violin as I brought it down I took my bow. The crowd’s cheers rang the building, my smile grew. I was drowning in what I enjoyed the most. Applause. I bowed again then pointed to the conductor, he pointed to me and I then pointed to the orchestra.
The cheers had grown until I took my step off the stage. Once of a smile grew on my face and adrenaline filled my body once again. Pride rose to my head making my small ego grow. I loved this feeling. I loved getting praised. I took out my phone to see tons of missed calls. I smiled again letting my back hit a wall. I knew who I had missed. I had missed the support I had back in Korea. They even called me now while I waited to file my way back into the back stage to place my violin it’s his safe haven. I smiled once again at the large amount of missed calls. I smiled once again.
"Thank you guys." I said softly, my hands tightening around my violin before following the man once again.
Title: When Your Heart Skips a Beat
Number: 24
Prompt: Spotlight
Pairing: Sungmin/Kyuhyun
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
Sungmin smiled up at the stage. He loved the times when he could sit in the audience and hear everything as if he was a screaming teen. He watched the bright light follow the broad shoulder figure. He closed his eyes as the heavenly voice entered his ears. He loved this boy. He really did. The music stopped and Sungmin’s eyes flew open. The voice was gone, he huffed. He looked up to see the spotlight still on the youngest.
"Kyuhyun-ah~" Sungmin screamed sitting up from his seat. He smiled running down the isles and reached his dongsaengs side.
"What now Sungmin?" Kyuhyun asked giving Sungmin the smile that made his stomach flop.
"Could you sing it again?" Sungmin begged.
"But hyung-" Kyuhyun protested. He knew fully well he could sing it again, but in reality he wanted to get off stage. He hated pushing his hyung’s schedule. "I’ll sing it for you in the back okay?"
Kyuhyun set down the microphone and sat on the ledge of the stage staring at Sungmin. He smiled once and Sungmin smiled up. Kyuhyun laughed finally jumping off stage.
"It’s not the same though." Sungmin pouted.
"It’s me. Singing. A Song." Kyuhyun said chopping up his sentence. "What more do you need?"
Sungmin looked up at the lights and then at Kyuhyun’s face.
"Kyu?" Sungmin asked quietly moving closer to the younger. "Did you know, when you’re up there, your so angelic. You’re so flawless, you’re amazing. And when it’s just you, the spotlight follows you as if guiding you to somewhere- to someone."
Kyuhyun chuckled pulling Sungmin’s hand and interlocking their fingers.
"Min?" Kyuhyun mocked. "Did you know, when your talking about me, I just see you instead?"
Sungmin stopped as the entered the backstage. He looked at Kyuhyun with a disapproving look and pulled him closer to his body.
"I’m serious Kyu."
"You over think things." Kyuhyun yawned letting go of Sungmin’s hand. He took a deep breath and stretched. He then looked back at Sungmin. "When I’m up there, I only think of two things. The words and the song." He paused and looked at Sungmin and smiled. "And you."
Sungmin’s face flushed red he shook his head and laughed gently.
"You’re only saying that." He bartered.
"I’m serious Min. You inspire me. You make me want to be in the spotlight. I’d love to share it with you, I would, but we never do." Kyuhyun spoke letting his words flow into Sungmin’s ears.
The two stayed silent for a while, the sun gleamed through the window, the light shining on Kyuhyun’s face. Sungmin smiled and laughed.
"Your in the spotlight again." Sungmin pointed to the window and then at Kyuhyun. He took a step closer, his back facing Kyuhyun and laughed. "Now we’re sharing it."
Kyuhyun laughed as his arms wrapped around his hyung in front of him. "I guess your right." He laughed.
"Now weren’t you going to sing?" Sungmin asked taking a step away and turning to face Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun just laughed and walked away. I love you so much kyu. Sungmin thought to himself sighing softly.
"Love you too, Sungmin." Kyuhyun cooed at Sungmin has he entered the dressing room.
Number: 38
Prompt: "I Want You To Stay Forever"
Pairing: Leeteuk/Kibum
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
Warning: Over used plot (:
Leeteuk froze. "What did you say?" He asked not looking at his close friend.
"I want to quit Super Junior." He mumbled once more.
"Kibum-ah-" Leeteuk took a step closer to his dongsaeng. "But Why? Why now?"
Kibum took a step back. "I can’t do it anymore. Doing all of this!" He took a seat on the kitchen counter and stared back up at the older, yet more fragile man in front of him. "With my new drama I can’t keep up. Not to mention I missed the full promotions for Sorry Sorry."
Leeteuk shook his head. "It doesn’t matter. Without you Super Junior can’t be one." His back rested against the refrigerator door. "So this is why you wanted me to come over-alone. Because you wanted to tell me your done with us."
Kibum’s hair on the back of his neck stood up. "Don’t’ say it like that Teuk." His hands traced along the side of the counter. "I need to quit. I’m too tired."
"Too tired?! Kibum in the last two days I’ve had two hours of sleep. I’ve been sitting here hoping your okay, and now that your back you want to leave. Kibum we need you. We can’t be Super Junior without you."
"You, You, YOU!" Screamed Kibum. "It’s always about you! What about me? I can never rest and I’ll always confuse things with each other. If it’s not you it’s super junior. But what about KIBUM!?"
Leeteuk shook his head and cleared his throat. "Kibum, I- I- I’m sorry." Leeteuk leaned forward and walked to the front door. "If that’s what you want. But, we’re going to miss you, all of us."
Days past and Leeteuk never heard from Kibum. He smiled at everyone and cleared his throat just as he did before he spoke his last words to Kibum. "Okay! We’ll run through the choreography on more time." He sighed turning his back the group. "It’s not the same-." He sighed as his cell phone rang bringing a smile to his face.
"Yoboyaseoyo?"
"Ya- Teuk-ah?"
"Kibum?"
"I’m sorry about the other day - forget what I said."
"What do you mean? Your back?" Leeteuks smile grew larger
"Yeah I miss you guys - I’ll be back tomorrow!"
Leeteuk’s smile couldn’t get bigger he loved this, his family would be together again. He was glad that for one time in his life, he kept his mouth shut about this whole thing and never told a soul.
"Hey Kibum?"
"Yeah? Teuk-" Kibum stopped. "I-I mean hyung."
"No matter what you think or what you do. I want you to stay forever." He smiled.
"I’d be glad to stay hyung." Leeteuk heard a pleasant sigh. "Thank you for everything Teuk."
Title: Envious
Number: 45
Prompt: Smooth
Pairing: Sungmin/Shindong
Rating: G
Genre: Drama, Fluff
Shindong laid down on his side, his bed supporting his elbow that was holding up his head. His eyes faced the computer screen, he smiled laughing at it. He loved watching movies; it was by far his favorite thing to do. Relaxed he let out a calm sigh snuggling closer to the blankets.
"Shindong-ah?" A small gentle voice came across the closed door.
"Come In." He stated not taking his eyes off the screen to give a small glance at the door.
Quietly the voice entered the room. He stared at Shindong for a while waiting for him to look up. "Shindong." The voice cooed softly.
Shindong looked up from where he sat and smiled at the figure in front of him. "Sungmin!" He sat up smiling at his close friend.
"Could you run to the corner store with me?" The boy asked.
"Uh-well." Shindong glanced at the computer then back at Sungmin. "Yeah, I can go." He closed out of his movie and closed his laoptop.
Sungmin’s smile grew. He backed up to the door and waited for Shindong. Shindong tugged his way up and out of the room.
"Why do you need to go to the store?" He asked Sungmin who was now at the dorms door.
"We never hang out anymore. So I thought why not run to the corner store. Besides that I’m out of lotion." He said innocently holding the elevator door for Shindong.
Shindong strolled into the elevator. "Sungmin-you’re always so thoughtful."
"I know." Sungmin said modestly. He shuffled closer to Shindong and a small chuckle came from the bigger man. "What?!"
"You haven’t changed." Shindong informed the other.
"What do you mean?" Sungmin asked clueless.
"No matter what you do you do it so easily. Your shuffles aren’t blocky like anyone else’s they are smooth, your vice, your hair-" Shindong stopped and pointed at Sungmin’s lotion bottle. "And now your skin."
Sungmin let out a small giggle. "You think too much." He said pulling at Shindongs arm leading him out of the elevator. "You do things just as gracefully as I do."
Shindong huffed at the idea and laughed at Sungmin.
"No seriously. Your are so amazing at dancing. Your moves are just as graceful as my shuffles, and your hair is just as nice too." Sungmin continued pulling Shindong until the reached the corner store. "If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be who I am right now."
Shindong laughed opening the door for Sungmin. "Now you’re just saying things. Go get your lotion."
Sungmin nodded and looked back to make sure Shindong at least stepped foot into the store. "Hey! Shindong-ah!"
Shindong looked up from the rack he was staring at. "What Minnie?"
"Now we can both have smooth skin." He laughed holding up a new lotion bottle.
Shindong laughed and nodded at the cashier who was staring at him with wide eyes.
"As long as we’re still friends Minnie."
Title: Unnamed
Number: 49
Prompt: "Whats The Difference"
Pairing: Hangeng
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
Warning: fxing lame
Hangeng looked at the form. He hated filling these out. He smiled at the large amount of Chinese on the paper, well that was a plus. He skimmed the paper and placed his pen on the blank labeled "NAME". He swiftly wrote "H-A-N-G-E-N-G". He stopped and re-red it after looking at it. He shook his head in disbelief. The blank read:
K O R E A N N A M E. He took his pen and scribbled out what he hand originally wrote and re-wrote "H-A-N-K-Y-U-N-G".
He let out a deep sigh. What does it matter? He thought. It’s all the same thing.
In fact, he hated changing his name. Wasn’t he still the same person. Did he have to change his name just to make the Korean versus the Chinese population happy? He was still Hangeng. His birth certificate read Hangeng. Not Hankyung.
He pushed away the form and grabbed a fresh piece of paper. He began to write, his mind flooded with thoughts and his hand wrote them on the paper. He took a few breaths after a while and looked at the sheet. The once white paper was now filled with Chinese Characters. He missed home now more than ever, he missed his mother.
He knew he was thinking too much. No matter how is name was spelled or pronounced people loved him. Just for once he wished he could sit in an interview where he understood things perfectly, where he could sit there and recognize his name with out ruining his name and putting a "K" sound in his last name. It was his family’s last name. Han. It wasn’t his name, it was his family’s and now a strong "K" sound came from it.
He grabbed the form, finally accepting the fact that he had two names. He wrote Hankyung once more at the top and let out a sigh.
"What’s the difference right?" He asked himself. Hangeng was Hankyung and that’s how it was.
Title: At Peace
Number: 95
Prompt: Drowning
Pairing: Writers Choice:: Henry
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
My grip on my violin tightened, adrenaline filled my body. I had no clue why I was this nervous. I was finally home and going to play for my family, my town, my old life. I had people screaming at me back in Korea and here claps would fill the hall. I shook my head and followed the man. My eyes glanced over the televisions that showed the stage I would be performing on. The huge Orchestra was seated and the conductor whom I had never met before talked about a boys huge talent.
"Henry Lau!" The conductor concluded, followed by supportive claps, cheers and coos. I nodded to the audience and then to the conductor thanking them. I turned to the full orchestra behind me and smiled bowing to them.
‘How embarrassing,’ I thought to myself. ‘I’m only nineteen and showing you up.’ I bowed to them once again and smiled back at the conductor. I placed my violin on my left shoulder, my right hand gripping the bow gently. I smiled looking at the audience once more and then my eyes hit the director. His hands were up, ready, waiting. His arms fell and my bow ran down the strings causing a strong melody to echo in my ears and shake the hall.
I closed my eyes and continued to play my part as the orchestra behind me grew. My ears blocked everything out - just as I did back then. I guess the taught me more than I thought. My fingers and hand seemed to know exactly what was going on but my mind was racing. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed playing for people who wanted to hear me.
The orchestra stopped. My hands froze, and my left hand grabbed the neck of my violin as I brought it down I took my bow. The crowd’s cheers rang the building, my smile grew. I was drowning in what I enjoyed the most. Applause. I bowed again then pointed to the conductor, he pointed to me and I then pointed to the orchestra.
The cheers had grown until I took my step off the stage. Once of a smile grew on my face and adrenaline filled my body once again. Pride rose to my head making my small ego grow. I loved this feeling. I loved getting praised. I took out my phone to see tons of missed calls. I smiled again letting my back hit a wall. I knew who I had missed. I had missed the support I had back in Korea. They even called me now while I waited to file my way back into the back stage to place my violin it’s his safe haven. I smiled once again at the large amount of missed calls. I smiled once again.
"Thank you guys." I said softly, my hands tightening around my violin before following the man once again.
Title: When Your Heart Skips a Beat
Number: 24
Prompt: Spotlight
Pairing: Sungmin/Kyuhyun
Rating: G
Genre: Drama
Sungmin smiled up at the stage. He loved the times when he could sit in the audience and hear everything as if he was a screaming teen. He watched the bright light follow the broad shoulder figure. He closed his eyes as the heavenly voice entered his ears. He loved this boy. He really did. The music stopped and Sungmin’s eyes flew open. The voice was gone, he huffed. He looked up to see the spotlight still on the youngest.
"Kyuhyun-ah~" Sungmin screamed sitting up from his seat. He smiled running down the isles and reached his dongsaengs side.
"What now Sungmin?" Kyuhyun asked giving Sungmin the smile that made his stomach flop.
"Could you sing it again?" Sungmin begged.
"But hyung-" Kyuhyun protested. He knew fully well he could sing it again, but in reality he wanted to get off stage. He hated pushing his hyung’s schedule. "I’ll sing it for you in the back okay?"
Kyuhyun set down the microphone and sat on the ledge of the stage staring at Sungmin. He smiled once and Sungmin smiled up. Kyuhyun laughed finally jumping off stage.
"It’s not the same though." Sungmin pouted.
"It’s me. Singing. A Song." Kyuhyun said chopping up his sentence. "What more do you need?"
Sungmin looked up at the lights and then at Kyuhyun’s face.
"Kyu?" Sungmin asked quietly moving closer to the younger. "Did you know, when you’re up there, your so angelic. You’re so flawless, you’re amazing. And when it’s just you, the spotlight follows you as if guiding you to somewhere- to someone."
Kyuhyun chuckled pulling Sungmin’s hand and interlocking their fingers.
"Min?" Kyuhyun mocked. "Did you know, when your talking about me, I just see you instead?"
Sungmin stopped as the entered the backstage. He looked at Kyuhyun with a disapproving look and pulled him closer to his body.
"I’m serious Kyu."
"You over think things." Kyuhyun yawned letting go of Sungmin’s hand. He took a deep breath and stretched. He then looked back at Sungmin. "When I’m up there, I only think of two things. The words and the song." He paused and looked at Sungmin and smiled. "And you."
Sungmin’s face flushed red he shook his head and laughed gently.
"You’re only saying that." He bartered.
"I’m serious Min. You inspire me. You make me want to be in the spotlight. I’d love to share it with you, I would, but we never do." Kyuhyun spoke letting his words flow into Sungmin’s ears.
The two stayed silent for a while, the sun gleamed through the window, the light shining on Kyuhyun’s face. Sungmin smiled and laughed.
"Your in the spotlight again." Sungmin pointed to the window and then at Kyuhyun. He took a step closer, his back facing Kyuhyun and laughed. "Now we’re sharing it."
Kyuhyun laughed as his arms wrapped around his hyung in front of him. "I guess your right." He laughed.
"Now weren’t you going to sing?" Sungmin asked taking a step away and turning to face Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun just laughed and walked away. I love you so much kyu. Sungmin thought to himself sighing softly.
"Love you too, Sungmin." Kyuhyun cooed at Sungmin has he entered the dressing room.