It's Not Perfect. - Oneshot
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: KyuMin
Warnings: Kissing
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Summary: It's Kyuhyun's birthday; three times in the fiction, to be exact.
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Junior and/or SME in any way. This fiction is prely for entertainment purposes.
A/N: My late birthday present for my beloved Kyuhyun * ^ * GAH. I love you, Maknae.
When Kyuhyun turns twenty, it's his first year of being a Super Junior member.
Believe it or not, ELFs are starting to like him. That's a start.
And everyone's here, all thirteen of you are just sitting in the dorms with nothing but the cake and a few extra candles to light up the cramped dorm. It's not much, considering the fact that they only remembered it his birthday some two hours ago and Eeteuk had to go grab a cap and sunglasses to run outside and buy some cake and soju across the street at the dollar store.
In retrospect, it wasn't even a cake... it looked like a loaf of bread, actually.
Kyuhyun can't help but be happy though, because he's surrounded by people who love him, and it's enough for him.
The soju and beer after the cake made it a little better, too.
**
When Kyuhyun turns twenty one, it's sort of a different story.
Henry and Zhoumi have been added into the picture, whether some fans like it or not, and his group mates have even thrown him and actual party with an actual cake and actual visitors.
It's pretty sweet because SHINee and So Nyeo Shi Dae are here, and it feels a little more complete with some of the SM Family here to celebrate with him.
He feels complete, and remembered, and special, and important... but most of all he feels loved; that same love that he had felt at the bottom of his stomach exactly one year ago on his first birthday with Super Junior.
It's arguably the happiest day of his life to date.
**
When Kyuhyun turns twenty-two, it's very much a different story.
Super Junior's been going through tough times as of late, what with Kangin's DUI and Hangeng's lawsuit.
He wishes he could turn back time and just mull around doing what he was doing exactly two years ago and just sitting at home with his beloved family of twelve, minus himself, for the rest of his life because those were 'the good old days'; when life was simple and he could easily be pleased.
Well, it's not like that anymore, the publicity he's getting right now doesn't matter; he's a fucking idol, he could walk outside his dorms wearing nothing but pajamas early in the morning and he'd probably earn two times as much attention as he's getting right now. He has a nice cake, and all the other idol groups attending the event are happily singing him a happy birthday, but that doesn't matter to him because everything to him is just broken. Broken.
Kibum's out there somewhere shooting a film or promoting his new movie.
Heechul's probably sulking in the dorms, boycotting Hangeng's termination request.
Hangeng's in another fucking country, hiding from it all.
Kangin's probably watching all of this through his jail cell somewhere in Seoul where he's slowly rotting.
It's like everyone's here and no one's here at the same time; Kyuhyun's torn.
So he smiles, and acts like he's thankful for all of this trouble that he really wished they had rather not gone through.
**
Sungmin feels like he's the only one who had noticed that Kyuhyun wasn't the least bit thankful for the surprise, no matter what he told his Hyungs.
Sungmin knows that Kyuhyun's upset because everything is slowly crumbling beneath his feet right when he thinks that they're finally getting somwhere because Super Junior is broken, and no matter what Sungmin wants to think, he knows that Super Junior just might come to an end.
But no, he knows that no matter how badly he's treated, Super Junior deserves to stay as one.
So he finds Kyuhyun staring at his reflection in the now empty changing room with a smug expression plastered onto his face. He stands in the doorway and remains unnoticed.
"I know you wish they were here," Sungmin says, closing the door behind him, Kyuhyun's face perks up and he looks toward the direction of the voice, "I know you wish they were all here, right down to Kibum; who's been gone the longest out of the four." He slowly walks over to the birthday boy and looks straight into his bloodshot eyes, "I know you want to be strong for Super Junior," Sungmin whispers, gently caressing Kyuhyun's face with his hand, "but you don't have to be strong for me."
It's the first time Sungmin has every seen Kyuhyun cry in his life, and it's kind of heartbreaking.
He's limp and fragile in your arms, his chest heaving erratically with his muffled gasps and whimpers, you can feel his hot tears staining your crisp white suit and it doesn't bother you the least bit, because youre supposed to be there for your dongsaeng right now and he's your priority. He's always been.
Down to the first time you've ever met him.
Because you love him more than anyone in the world.
Sungmin gently pries Kyuhyun off of his shoulder and looks into his eyes again. He's still beautiful; of course he is.
"If it helps at all, Kyuhyun," Sungmin whispers, leaning closer to the other boy, "I'll always be here for you, no matter what."
Sungmin kisses Kyuhyun, and he doesn't know what in the hell is going on until he realizes he's wrapping his arms around Sungmin and pressing his body up against his. The kiss is slow and loving, and Kyuhyun sort of feels... complete, and it's something he hasn't felt in a long time.
Kyuhyun decides that this moment, right now, proclaims this day the best day of Kyuhyun's life. Ever.
And no, it's still not perfect, but Kyuhyun finally realizes that it's life; and that never is.
Arguably enough, he thinks being around Sungmin is pretty damn perfect, if you ask him.
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GUH. I think I'm an insomniac.
I'm tired, and I want to sleep, but I can't. So I'm finishing up my KyuMin one-shot that I was SUPPOSED to put up three days ago. FML. I'm too busy to make time for a simple (fail) one-shot?
A Shupa-Belated Birthday to the everso wonderful Kyuhyun who deserves that fucking good-looking chocolate cake with cute little spirally candles more than anyone else in the world. I love you to bits.