Yesung's Forehead
Date written: Oct 2008
Title: Yesung's Forehead
Pairing: Yesung/Leeteuk
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,734
A/N: Made some very few, minor changes to the original
Yesung always hated his forehead.
In fact, most of the members had never seen his forehead before.
It’s not that there was something particularly wrong with his forehead; he just never liked to show it. He just wasn’t comfortable with people looking at his forehead, because it made him feel awkward. Plus, he thought his forehead was huge. A “fivehead”, he called it.
Once, when Leeteuk, Sungmin, Ryeowook, Kyuhyun, Eunhuyk and himself went to the theme park to shoot a video of them riding a roller coaster, he had to actually hold on to his hair during the ride to keep from the others seeing his forehead.
***
“Hyung, do you ever wonder why people have foreheads?” Yesung asked Leeteuk one hot morning after getting out of the shower with Sungmin’s pink towel wrapped around his waist.
Leeteuk smiled at him. “Don’t you usually ask me weird questions until later in the day?”
Yesung fingered his wet hair to cover his forehead, but his bangs kept poking his eyes. He pushed his hair aside. No, that wouldn’t work- the right part of his forehead is showing. He tried to push it up, but he looked like Siwon. He sighed and lowered his hair again back to the point where it kept poking his eyes.
Leeteuk just shook his head. “Yesung, you really need a haircut.”
“No I don’t.” Yesung scoffed. Yes, I do. But our stylist isn't here today, since we don’t have a schedule…
“Yes, you do. C’mon, there’s no time to lose,” the leader urged. He smiled and pulled him by the arm.
“But, hyung…” Yesung was surprised. Leeteuk was never this serious about hair before. Yesung just shrugged to himself and threw on a pair of sneakers and followed him outside. Eunhyuk, Shindong and Donghae were having a water balloon fight outside in the ridiculously blazing weather, and they took one look at Yesung and burst into laughter. They fell to the ground, having mini-fits of seizures.
“HYUNG! HYUNG! You’re so cute~” Eunhyuk yelled.
“Nice ass,” Donghae whooped.
“What? What?!” Yesung cried.
Leeteuk covered his face. “Pick up your towel.”
***
After wearing some clothes, Yesung and Leeteuk wandered the streets, looking for a barber shop. They occasionally ran into ELFs and many screaming ahjummas- they even met one peculiar hollering ahjusshi. After walking around for half an hour in the scorching sun, they finally took a rest and sat down in the shade with melon popsicles in their hands. Leeteuk looked calm and collected compared to the blazing weather, but Yesung’s face was drenched in sweat, especially his forehead. How badly he wanted to just pull his hair back…
“Hyung, you can go home if you want to.”
“Why? I'll just sit at home bored anyway. Why are Heechul and Kibum always the ones who get to go places? We’re not even scheduled to do anything until next week,” Leeteuk complained.
They stood up and started walking around again when they passed by a beauty parlor across the street. A WOMEN’S beauty parlor. Yesung prayed that Leeteuk didn’t notice the shop and walked faster.
“Wait, Yesung…”
“Let’s go hyung, don’t wanna keep the others waiting.”
“Yesung-ah! I’ve found it!” Leeteuk pointed at the beauty shop. Yesung groaned as Leeteuk pulled him across the busy street, and caused cars to honk and people to yell. Yesung was embarrassed, but oddly, he liked it.
A lady with long, curly red hair had her head down on the desk, and she was snoring. Leeteuk rang the small bell on the side of the desk, but the lady didn’t budge. Leeteuk cleared his throat, and rang the bell twice. The lady still didn’t move. Leeteuk grew impatient and burst out in a loud, fake fit of coughs. That drew everyone's attention in the store, and the women looked towards them. The two men smiled and waved, and a short, chubby lady who looked like the manager of the store ran towards them, shook their hands, and bowed.
“Oh my! You're Super Junior, aren't you? We’re all a big fan of you people. Nice to meet you! It’s an honor to have you here…”
“Oppa! OPPAAA!” some random girls in the background screamed.
“What can we do for you today?”
“My friend here needs a haircut,” Leeteuk smiled.
“Of course! Heechul-ah, help these men out. I was just in the middle of washing someone’s hair. I think the water’s still on…” and to this, the manager ran to the back. Wait, did she say, “Heechul-ah?”
Yesung and Leeteuk looked down at the red-haired lady. Only, it wasn’t a lady. It was a man! No, it wasn’t a man! It was Heechul!
“HEECHUL!” Leeteuk screamed. Heechul groaned.
“You… you guys? Wha…” he murmured in his sleep.
Yesung and Eunhyuk were always the first ones up in the morning. Whenever someone wouldn’t wake up, Yesung would kiss their cheek, and that usually woke them up because they’d chase him until Yesung locked himself in the bathroom. If that didn’t work, Yesung would lick them. And if THAT didn’t work, Eunhyuk would take off his sock and put his foot on the victim’s face. But that was usually unnecessary, and all the members agreed that Eunhyuk’s radioactive feet were far too dangerous to joke around with and should only be used as a last resort.
Yesung went up to Heechul. “Hyung, saranghae!” he kissed his cheek.
“Oh! Omo! Stop… Hankyung…” Heechul smiled, with eyes still closed.
Leeteuk smacked Heechul’s head, and Heechul jumped up. “What the fu-“ he started, but saw the manager staring coldly at him. Heechul made a face and cursed under his breath. Then he saw Yesung and Leeteuk, and gasped.
“What the hell are you guys doing here?!”
“Yesung-ee heeds a haircut.”
“Damn right, you do," Heechul made a disgusted face. "Follow me."
Leeteuk smiled at the both of them and sat down in a chair and read a fashion magazine.
Yesung sat down on the pink leather chair. “Heechul hyung, I never knew you worked here.”
Heechul sighed. “Yeah… I kinda have to. It was either this or jail.”
“What?! What did you do now?”
“You see that fatty right there?” Heechul pointed at the manager. Yesung nodded. Heechul leaned in closer and whispered, “I drove her car off a cliff.”
“WHAT?” Yesung yelled.
“Shh! Yeah. Well, anyways, I have to pay off these hours here at this fruity place. But, I kinda like it. At least there’s a lot of mirrors so I can stare at my gorgeous self all day.”
Yesung forced a laugh. “So, who’s doing my hair?”
Heechul smirked. The infamous smirk where only the right side of his mouth curved up, and all the members- even the fans- knew that it meant he was up to something.
“Hyung, what are you…”
“Shh.” Heechul grabbed Yesung’s hair violently and started to rinse it with water and shampoo. Yesung was calmed by Heechul’s soft and gentle touch. Of all the members in SuJu, it was agreed that Heechul had the prettiest hands/fingers. Yesung was hypnotized by the smell of fragrant flowers and vanilla, and slowly fell asleep…
***
When Yesung opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Leeteuk, standing in front of him with his mouth wide open. The second thing he saw was Heechul and Kangin practically on the floor, laughing and coughing and laughing. When did Kangin get here? He was so confused. He got up from the leather chair, turned around, and looked into the mirror in front of him.
He saw that his bangs were almost completely gone- they were no longer than an inch. His fivehead now looked like an eighthead. Yesung’s hands quivered and he kneeled down on the floor, wanting to cry. How could Heechul hyung do this? He knew perfectly well that he hated showing his forehead. Now, he couldn’t even hide it with his long bangs. His hair… his beautiful hair… was gone. It was on the floor along with locks of other people’s hair. He scooped up the pieces that looked like his, and clutched it.
Tears streamed down his face. He threw the hair at Heechul and Kangin, who were still unable to recover themselves from laughter. They didn’t even notice what Yesung threw at them. Before he knew it, Leeteuk joined in on the laughter with that annoying, high-pitched laugh of his. Heechul finally got up and slapped Kangin’s back, and cracked up again. Kangin hugged Leeteuk and Heechul and laughed one last time and sighed. “Hyung, you're my hero!” he cried. Yesung glared at them.
Leeteuk smiled and patted Heechul’s back. “Good job, Cinderella. C’mon Yesungie, let’s go home.”
***
Yesung walked at least 10 feet behind Leeteuk the whole way. He was still furious beyond words. He pulled down the winter beanie that he had stolen from one of the girls in the parlor before leaving (Why did she even have a winter hat? It’s the middle of July…).
The sun was beating down harder than ever, and Yesung began to sweat. He sweated more by each step he took, and soon he shined like Shindong after a dance rehearsal. Yesung finally had it and hurled the beanie towards Leeteuk, and it bounced off after hitting his back. Leeteuk stopped and turned around, but he smiled. “You’ll thank me later,” he said.
Yesung stopped by a display window and used it as a mirror to check his hair. It looked horrible. He tried to make it at least half decent by styling it to the right. He sighed and kept walking.
“Omo~ Yesung oppa… your hair looks really cool!” one of the ELF girls from earlier said. More and more people crowded around Yesung. He didn't know how to react.
“I love your new look, oppa!”
“Very handsome, oppa!”
“I’m gonna have my hair cut just like yours, hyung,” a small boy ran up to him and smiled.
Yesung had never had this many fans around JUST him before. It was usually Kyuhyun they ran towards, if he was with KRY- or Leeteuk, if he was with Super Junior H. He smiled the whole time- and it was a real, joyful smile. Leeteuk sat nearby on a bench and smiled upon the sight. After the fans went their own ways, Yesung ran up to Leeteuk and hugged him.
“Thanks, hyung.”
Yesung loved his forehead.
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This was my first fic ever :)
Title: Yesung's Forehead
Pairing: Yesung/Leeteuk
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,734
A/N: Made some very few, minor changes to the original
Yesung always hated his forehead.
In fact, most of the members had never seen his forehead before.
It’s not that there was something particularly wrong with his forehead; he just never liked to show it. He just wasn’t comfortable with people looking at his forehead, because it made him feel awkward. Plus, he thought his forehead was huge. A “fivehead”, he called it.
Once, when Leeteuk, Sungmin, Ryeowook, Kyuhyun, Eunhuyk and himself went to the theme park to shoot a video of them riding a roller coaster, he had to actually hold on to his hair during the ride to keep from the others seeing his forehead.
***
“Hyung, do you ever wonder why people have foreheads?” Yesung asked Leeteuk one hot morning after getting out of the shower with Sungmin’s pink towel wrapped around his waist.
Leeteuk smiled at him. “Don’t you usually ask me weird questions until later in the day?”
Yesung fingered his wet hair to cover his forehead, but his bangs kept poking his eyes. He pushed his hair aside. No, that wouldn’t work- the right part of his forehead is showing. He tried to push it up, but he looked like Siwon. He sighed and lowered his hair again back to the point where it kept poking his eyes.
Leeteuk just shook his head. “Yesung, you really need a haircut.”
“No I don’t.” Yesung scoffed. Yes, I do. But our stylist isn't here today, since we don’t have a schedule…
“Yes, you do. C’mon, there’s no time to lose,” the leader urged. He smiled and pulled him by the arm.
“But, hyung…” Yesung was surprised. Leeteuk was never this serious about hair before. Yesung just shrugged to himself and threw on a pair of sneakers and followed him outside. Eunhyuk, Shindong and Donghae were having a water balloon fight outside in the ridiculously blazing weather, and they took one look at Yesung and burst into laughter. They fell to the ground, having mini-fits of seizures.
“HYUNG! HYUNG! You’re so cute~” Eunhyuk yelled.
“Nice ass,” Donghae whooped.
“What? What?!” Yesung cried.
Leeteuk covered his face. “Pick up your towel.”
***
After wearing some clothes, Yesung and Leeteuk wandered the streets, looking for a barber shop. They occasionally ran into ELFs and many screaming ahjummas- they even met one peculiar hollering ahjusshi. After walking around for half an hour in the scorching sun, they finally took a rest and sat down in the shade with melon popsicles in their hands. Leeteuk looked calm and collected compared to the blazing weather, but Yesung’s face was drenched in sweat, especially his forehead. How badly he wanted to just pull his hair back…
“Hyung, you can go home if you want to.”
“Why? I'll just sit at home bored anyway. Why are Heechul and Kibum always the ones who get to go places? We’re not even scheduled to do anything until next week,” Leeteuk complained.
They stood up and started walking around again when they passed by a beauty parlor across the street. A WOMEN’S beauty parlor. Yesung prayed that Leeteuk didn’t notice the shop and walked faster.
“Wait, Yesung…”
“Let’s go hyung, don’t wanna keep the others waiting.”
“Yesung-ah! I’ve found it!” Leeteuk pointed at the beauty shop. Yesung groaned as Leeteuk pulled him across the busy street, and caused cars to honk and people to yell. Yesung was embarrassed, but oddly, he liked it.
A lady with long, curly red hair had her head down on the desk, and she was snoring. Leeteuk rang the small bell on the side of the desk, but the lady didn’t budge. Leeteuk cleared his throat, and rang the bell twice. The lady still didn’t move. Leeteuk grew impatient and burst out in a loud, fake fit of coughs. That drew everyone's attention in the store, and the women looked towards them. The two men smiled and waved, and a short, chubby lady who looked like the manager of the store ran towards them, shook their hands, and bowed.
“Oh my! You're Super Junior, aren't you? We’re all a big fan of you people. Nice to meet you! It’s an honor to have you here…”
“Oppa! OPPAAA!” some random girls in the background screamed.
“What can we do for you today?”
“My friend here needs a haircut,” Leeteuk smiled.
“Of course! Heechul-ah, help these men out. I was just in the middle of washing someone’s hair. I think the water’s still on…” and to this, the manager ran to the back. Wait, did she say, “Heechul-ah?”
Yesung and Leeteuk looked down at the red-haired lady. Only, it wasn’t a lady. It was a man! No, it wasn’t a man! It was Heechul!
“HEECHUL!” Leeteuk screamed. Heechul groaned.
“You… you guys? Wha…” he murmured in his sleep.
Yesung and Eunhyuk were always the first ones up in the morning. Whenever someone wouldn’t wake up, Yesung would kiss their cheek, and that usually woke them up because they’d chase him until Yesung locked himself in the bathroom. If that didn’t work, Yesung would lick them. And if THAT didn’t work, Eunhyuk would take off his sock and put his foot on the victim’s face. But that was usually unnecessary, and all the members agreed that Eunhyuk’s radioactive feet were far too dangerous to joke around with and should only be used as a last resort.
Yesung went up to Heechul. “Hyung, saranghae!” he kissed his cheek.
“Oh! Omo! Stop… Hankyung…” Heechul smiled, with eyes still closed.
Leeteuk smacked Heechul’s head, and Heechul jumped up. “What the fu-“ he started, but saw the manager staring coldly at him. Heechul made a face and cursed under his breath. Then he saw Yesung and Leeteuk, and gasped.
“What the hell are you guys doing here?!”
“Yesung-ee heeds a haircut.”
“Damn right, you do," Heechul made a disgusted face. "Follow me."
Leeteuk smiled at the both of them and sat down in a chair and read a fashion magazine.
Yesung sat down on the pink leather chair. “Heechul hyung, I never knew you worked here.”
Heechul sighed. “Yeah… I kinda have to. It was either this or jail.”
“What?! What did you do now?”
“You see that fatty right there?” Heechul pointed at the manager. Yesung nodded. Heechul leaned in closer and whispered, “I drove her car off a cliff.”
“WHAT?” Yesung yelled.
“Shh! Yeah. Well, anyways, I have to pay off these hours here at this fruity place. But, I kinda like it. At least there’s a lot of mirrors so I can stare at my gorgeous self all day.”
Yesung forced a laugh. “So, who’s doing my hair?”
Heechul smirked. The infamous smirk where only the right side of his mouth curved up, and all the members- even the fans- knew that it meant he was up to something.
“Hyung, what are you…”
“Shh.” Heechul grabbed Yesung’s hair violently and started to rinse it with water and shampoo. Yesung was calmed by Heechul’s soft and gentle touch. Of all the members in SuJu, it was agreed that Heechul had the prettiest hands/fingers. Yesung was hypnotized by the smell of fragrant flowers and vanilla, and slowly fell asleep…
***
When Yesung opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Leeteuk, standing in front of him with his mouth wide open. The second thing he saw was Heechul and Kangin practically on the floor, laughing and coughing and laughing. When did Kangin get here? He was so confused. He got up from the leather chair, turned around, and looked into the mirror in front of him.
He saw that his bangs were almost completely gone- they were no longer than an inch. His fivehead now looked like an eighthead. Yesung’s hands quivered and he kneeled down on the floor, wanting to cry. How could Heechul hyung do this? He knew perfectly well that he hated showing his forehead. Now, he couldn’t even hide it with his long bangs. His hair… his beautiful hair… was gone. It was on the floor along with locks of other people’s hair. He scooped up the pieces that looked like his, and clutched it.
Tears streamed down his face. He threw the hair at Heechul and Kangin, who were still unable to recover themselves from laughter. They didn’t even notice what Yesung threw at them. Before he knew it, Leeteuk joined in on the laughter with that annoying, high-pitched laugh of his. Heechul finally got up and slapped Kangin’s back, and cracked up again. Kangin hugged Leeteuk and Heechul and laughed one last time and sighed. “Hyung, you're my hero!” he cried. Yesung glared at them.
Leeteuk smiled and patted Heechul’s back. “Good job, Cinderella. C’mon Yesungie, let’s go home.”
***
Yesung walked at least 10 feet behind Leeteuk the whole way. He was still furious beyond words. He pulled down the winter beanie that he had stolen from one of the girls in the parlor before leaving (Why did she even have a winter hat? It’s the middle of July…).
The sun was beating down harder than ever, and Yesung began to sweat. He sweated more by each step he took, and soon he shined like Shindong after a dance rehearsal. Yesung finally had it and hurled the beanie towards Leeteuk, and it bounced off after hitting his back. Leeteuk stopped and turned around, but he smiled. “You’ll thank me later,” he said.
Yesung stopped by a display window and used it as a mirror to check his hair. It looked horrible. He tried to make it at least half decent by styling it to the right. He sighed and kept walking.
“Omo~ Yesung oppa… your hair looks really cool!” one of the ELF girls from earlier said. More and more people crowded around Yesung. He didn't know how to react.
“I love your new look, oppa!”
“Very handsome, oppa!”
“I’m gonna have my hair cut just like yours, hyung,” a small boy ran up to him and smiled.
Yesung had never had this many fans around JUST him before. It was usually Kyuhyun they ran towards, if he was with KRY- or Leeteuk, if he was with Super Junior H. He smiled the whole time- and it was a real, joyful smile. Leeteuk sat nearby on a bench and smiled upon the sight. After the fans went their own ways, Yesung ran up to Leeteuk and hugged him.
“Thanks, hyung.”
Yesung loved his forehead.
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This was my first fic ever :)