something different. & you're my favorite cookie.
Fandom/Pairing; Minho/Taemin (hinted Donghae/Minho, Yesung/Minho, Nichkhun/Minho if you squint a lot), KyuHan (hinted Kyuhyun/Changmin)
Rating; PG-13, i guess
Summary; do we need this? not this time. lazy.
A/N; I wrote some KyuHan drabbles last night, and then just now I wrote a 2Min drabble that's been in my head for at least an hour and I wanted to write it before it slipped away and I lost interest. The KyuHan ones are written to songs, so when the song ended, the fic ended. I love doing song drabbles ^_^ I was gonna do about 5 KyuHan drabbles, but I think I got distracted by something so I never came back to that doc until now, haha.
Word Count; 2Min = 281, drabbles = various
something different
Minho & Taemin
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Minho likes his hyungs. He loves them. Lots of people would see through and innocent reaching or arms around shoulders and notice that he likes them too much (not that they’d ever find out that it’s true).
He’s always liked attention from older guys. Donghae, Nichkhun, anyone he could think of. He likes being near them.
No, he doesn’t have a problem.
Minho just likes-loves-his hyungs.
But Taemin is confusing. Minho doesn’t understand why Taemin is so interesting to him. He doesn’t get why he likes being around the spazzy maknae, or pulling him onto his lap at home when they have time to watch TV, or casually putting on some fanservice on Star King or some other show. He doesn’t understand why he doesn’t think of it as fanservice anymore.
He doesn’t get it, because Taemin isn’t his hyung.
Why does he like watching Taemin dance to Billie Jean, sporting all his skills and showing off how much he’s grown up since they’ve first debuted?
Why does he like watching Taemin jump around the kitchen like a seven-year-old when Key’s making lunch for said substitute first grader?
Why does he like snuggling with the maknae-sometimes more than he likes snuggling with his Donghae-hyung?
And why on earth does he want to kiss Taemin just as much as he wants to kiss his Yesung-hyung?
Taemin is his dongsaeng. Taemin is not a hyung.
Minho doesn’t understand, not one bit.
He still doesn’t understand when Taemin suddenly pushes him against a wall and forces his younger lips onto him. He doesn’t understand why he responds so well.
Nope, he doesn’t.
But maybe he’s gotten a bit of a hint now.
you’re my favorite cookie
song drabbles
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1. Heartquake - KRY ft. Yunho & Micky
“Leaving’s easy for you, isn’t it?”
Kyuhyun doesn’t escape asking such a question without getting the gentlest but most earth-shattering slap to the face. He looks up through watering eyes to meet ones that are nearly identical. But he doesn’t want to admit that he knows that this situation isn’t toughest on him-it’s toughest on Hankyung.
“You…you don’t know anything,” the Chinese man narrows his eyes, but Kyuhyun is good at reading expressions, especially Hankyungs, and he knows that Hankyung is anything but angry with him.
The younger male drags his sleeve across his cheek to soothe the sensitive pink skin, and maybe to get rid of some tears, too. But then Hankyung is touching his face. And this hand is much more soothing than a stupid black sleeve could ever be.
“Leaving is easy for you, isn’t it?”
Hankyung shakes his head. “No…it’s the hardest.”
2. Slow Down - The Academy Is…
“Whoa, whoa,” Hankyung catches the maknae by the sleeve. “Slow down there. Take the stairs. The elevator’s only going to make you jumpy.”
“Is your logic off, or are you reverting to a state of bad Korean?” Kyuhyun raises an eyebrow and mumbles, “Maybe all that time in China with SJM is wounding your language skills.”
Hankyung throws a playful hit towards Kyuhyun’s shoulder. “Take that back. You know you like going to China.”
Kyuhyun pouts. “Only if I go with you.”
“That’s the only time you’ve had to go, dumbbutt.”
“Nice vocabulary. Who taught you that one? Donghae-hyung?”
“Take that back,” Hankyung feels like a broken record, always catching his favorite dongsaeng (but he’d never outright admit that he plays favorites when it comes to Kyuhyun) being snarky or rude.
“What? Hyung likes childish words. He wouldn’t be offended.”
“You don’t know that,” Hankyung roughs up the maknae’s hair.
3. Slipping Through My Fingers - Mamma Mia!
The Chinese man tries to hold back his wistful smile as he hands his dongsaeng his messenger bag. Kyuhyun has a busy schedule that day, and Hankyung knows he can’t go with him.
Kyuhyun is getting older. He’s growing up. Kyuhyun’s growing away-maybe not yet, but soon, Hankyung knows.
He slips through Hankyung’s fingers every minute. In the morning when he wakes up, Hankyung drags himself into Kyuhyun’s room to get him out of bed. But he’s already awake. He’s on the phone so hyung, do you mind coming back another time? I haven’t talked to Changmin for weeks.
Hankyung nods absentmindedly and walks out of the room backwards, almost running into Eunhyuk. The younger dancer gives him a small smile with only a hint of gums.
“Something wrong, hyung?”
Hankyung shakes his head in contrast to its previous motion.
He walks away from the younger dancer and heads to his room. Hankyung wonders what happened to his little Kyuhyun, whom he was going to take to China to see his parents with him, or go to Europe with. He wants to stop time because Kyuhyun is already a man, but he’s still growing up. He wants to freeze everything.
Kyuhyun is growing away.
4. White X’Mas - KAT-TUN
Kyuhyun thinks about how he’ll make it better now. This holiday will be different, and he’ll make it all right again. He watches the snow around his car, collecting and putting their tiny frosted prints on the glass, only to melt when the heat from inside kicked in-which was almost immediately.
He admires the neighborhood for it’s silvery appearance with all this snow. It reminds him of Hankyung, because Hankyung loves snow so much that he turns into a five-year-old again when it starts to fall.
Kyuhyun smiles at the thought, and his hand tightens around the present tied with a red bow. He smiles at the thought of the two of them never being afraid of anything while they were near each other. And they were always near each other on Christmas. Kyuhyun wasn’t about to let this year be different.
But he can’t bring himself to get out of the car. Why?
His hands freeze like frostbite when he tightens his fingers around the keys in the ignition. Why can’t I do it?
His glance goes sideways to stare at the apartment building door. Just a few steps and he’d be there. Just take the keys out of the ignition and walk up to the door, and go up the stairs. Go see him.
Go see Hankyung.
Give him the red box. Tell him you love him.
Go play in the snow together.
// …
More song drabbles later. Like, probably later tonight when I come home again :D
Rating; PG-13, i guess
Summary; do we need this? not this time. lazy.
A/N; I wrote some KyuHan drabbles last night, and then just now I wrote a 2Min drabble that's been in my head for at least an hour and I wanted to write it before it slipped away and I lost interest. The KyuHan ones are written to songs, so when the song ended, the fic ended. I love doing song drabbles ^_^ I was gonna do about 5 KyuHan drabbles, but I think I got distracted by something so I never came back to that doc until now, haha.
Word Count; 2Min = 281, drabbles = various
something different
Minho & Taemin
-
Minho likes his hyungs. He loves them. Lots of people would see through and innocent reaching or arms around shoulders and notice that he likes them too much (not that they’d ever find out that it’s true).
He’s always liked attention from older guys. Donghae, Nichkhun, anyone he could think of. He likes being near them.
No, he doesn’t have a problem.
Minho just likes-loves-his hyungs.
But Taemin is confusing. Minho doesn’t understand why Taemin is so interesting to him. He doesn’t get why he likes being around the spazzy maknae, or pulling him onto his lap at home when they have time to watch TV, or casually putting on some fanservice on Star King or some other show. He doesn’t understand why he doesn’t think of it as fanservice anymore.
He doesn’t get it, because Taemin isn’t his hyung.
Why does he like watching Taemin dance to Billie Jean, sporting all his skills and showing off how much he’s grown up since they’ve first debuted?
Why does he like watching Taemin jump around the kitchen like a seven-year-old when Key’s making lunch for said substitute first grader?
Why does he like snuggling with the maknae-sometimes more than he likes snuggling with his Donghae-hyung?
And why on earth does he want to kiss Taemin just as much as he wants to kiss his Yesung-hyung?
Taemin is his dongsaeng. Taemin is not a hyung.
Minho doesn’t understand, not one bit.
He still doesn’t understand when Taemin suddenly pushes him against a wall and forces his younger lips onto him. He doesn’t understand why he responds so well.
Nope, he doesn’t.
But maybe he’s gotten a bit of a hint now.
you’re my favorite cookie
song drabbles
-
1. Heartquake - KRY ft. Yunho & Micky
“Leaving’s easy for you, isn’t it?”
Kyuhyun doesn’t escape asking such a question without getting the gentlest but most earth-shattering slap to the face. He looks up through watering eyes to meet ones that are nearly identical. But he doesn’t want to admit that he knows that this situation isn’t toughest on him-it’s toughest on Hankyung.
“You…you don’t know anything,” the Chinese man narrows his eyes, but Kyuhyun is good at reading expressions, especially Hankyungs, and he knows that Hankyung is anything but angry with him.
The younger male drags his sleeve across his cheek to soothe the sensitive pink skin, and maybe to get rid of some tears, too. But then Hankyung is touching his face. And this hand is much more soothing than a stupid black sleeve could ever be.
“Leaving is easy for you, isn’t it?”
Hankyung shakes his head. “No…it’s the hardest.”
2. Slow Down - The Academy Is…
“Whoa, whoa,” Hankyung catches the maknae by the sleeve. “Slow down there. Take the stairs. The elevator’s only going to make you jumpy.”
“Is your logic off, or are you reverting to a state of bad Korean?” Kyuhyun raises an eyebrow and mumbles, “Maybe all that time in China with SJM is wounding your language skills.”
Hankyung throws a playful hit towards Kyuhyun’s shoulder. “Take that back. You know you like going to China.”
Kyuhyun pouts. “Only if I go with you.”
“That’s the only time you’ve had to go, dumbbutt.”
“Nice vocabulary. Who taught you that one? Donghae-hyung?”
“Take that back,” Hankyung feels like a broken record, always catching his favorite dongsaeng (but he’d never outright admit that he plays favorites when it comes to Kyuhyun) being snarky or rude.
“What? Hyung likes childish words. He wouldn’t be offended.”
“You don’t know that,” Hankyung roughs up the maknae’s hair.
3. Slipping Through My Fingers - Mamma Mia!
The Chinese man tries to hold back his wistful smile as he hands his dongsaeng his messenger bag. Kyuhyun has a busy schedule that day, and Hankyung knows he can’t go with him.
Kyuhyun is getting older. He’s growing up. Kyuhyun’s growing away-maybe not yet, but soon, Hankyung knows.
He slips through Hankyung’s fingers every minute. In the morning when he wakes up, Hankyung drags himself into Kyuhyun’s room to get him out of bed. But he’s already awake. He’s on the phone so hyung, do you mind coming back another time? I haven’t talked to Changmin for weeks.
Hankyung nods absentmindedly and walks out of the room backwards, almost running into Eunhyuk. The younger dancer gives him a small smile with only a hint of gums.
“Something wrong, hyung?”
Hankyung shakes his head in contrast to its previous motion.
He walks away from the younger dancer and heads to his room. Hankyung wonders what happened to his little Kyuhyun, whom he was going to take to China to see his parents with him, or go to Europe with. He wants to stop time because Kyuhyun is already a man, but he’s still growing up. He wants to freeze everything.
Kyuhyun is growing away.
4. White X’Mas - KAT-TUN
Kyuhyun thinks about how he’ll make it better now. This holiday will be different, and he’ll make it all right again. He watches the snow around his car, collecting and putting their tiny frosted prints on the glass, only to melt when the heat from inside kicked in-which was almost immediately.
He admires the neighborhood for it’s silvery appearance with all this snow. It reminds him of Hankyung, because Hankyung loves snow so much that he turns into a five-year-old again when it starts to fall.
Kyuhyun smiles at the thought, and his hand tightens around the present tied with a red bow. He smiles at the thought of the two of them never being afraid of anything while they were near each other. And they were always near each other on Christmas. Kyuhyun wasn’t about to let this year be different.
But he can’t bring himself to get out of the car. Why?
His hands freeze like frostbite when he tightens his fingers around the keys in the ignition. Why can’t I do it?
His glance goes sideways to stare at the apartment building door. Just a few steps and he’d be there. Just take the keys out of the ignition and walk up to the door, and go up the stairs. Go see him.
Go see Hankyung.
Give him the red box. Tell him you love him.
Go play in the snow together.
// …
More song drabbles later. Like, probably later tonight when I come home again :D