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Title: Pretty Boy Rock
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Only the story is mine.
Author's notes: For hermander ♥ She.. likes Hanchul.
Summary: Hankyung is trying to get his work done, but it’s kind of hard when Heechul is blasting out music, singing and dancing to a girly song..
Songs are
Pretty Girl Rock- Keri Hilson
Everything- Micheal Buble
Beta'd Bystatic_abyss ♥♥ ^^
“My name is Heechul, I'm so very, Fly oh my, it's a little bit scary-“ Heechul sang as he danced around the small living room of his and Hankyung’s apartment. He was dancing to what was “supposed” to be the Pretty Girl Rock, but it was mostly just hip thrusts and flapping arms everywhere. His shorts were hanging dangerously low on his hip, falling lower with every hip thrust. Hankyung just watched him, watched how more and more of Heechul's skin was revealed. When he realized what he was doing, he looked away trying to bring his attention back to the paper he was trying to finish.
“Hey.. Hey baby” he said desperate as Heechul came an arms width apart, his music blasting loud. “Can you turn that off, or at least turn it down? I’m trying to get this done.”
“No” Heechul said frowning in a way Hankyung thought was utterly adorable. But then the next song came on Heechul's Ipod. He pressed a button and restarted the previous one, loud as before.
“Baby I hate this song. It’s probably the stupidest thing ever composed.” Hankyung said resting his head on the back of the couch, trying to ease the headache that was threatening to come. “I hate the person who sings. It’s like what the fuck babe how conceited can you get? You’re not even a girl, so you can’t do the pretty girl rock."
Heechul scoffed. “I love this song Hannie. You’re just jealous you didn’t come up with this song. Jealousy is an ugly trait. Did you know that?"
“I guessed it.” Hankyung sighed.
“-All eyes on me when I walk in, No question that this girl’s a 10, Don't hate me cause I'm beautiful, don't hate me cause I'm beautiful, my walk, my talk the way I dress, It's not my fault so please don't trip, don't hate me cause I'm beautiful-“ Heechul sang.
“Baby~ Come on, I’m trying to work.” Hankyung whined.
“Boys wanna marry looking at my derri- Mad cause I'm cuter than the girl that's watcha” Heechul sang softly as he sat on Hankyung’s lap, fingers slipping in between the buttons on his shirt, pressing his lips against the spot behind Hankyung’s ear.
“You’re a boy Chul. And I- please I need to finish this.” Hankyung pleaded, because, you know, Heechul on his lap wasn't exactly helping him get his work done.
“Hmmm. So you’re fine with boys wanting to marry me and practically eye raping me when I walk down the streets alone?” Heechul asked. He really did want to know. He was perfectly aware that he got away with an awful lot by dating Hankyung. Hankyung let him do whatever he wanted most of the time, but sometimes he didn’t. Heechul liked that side, tried to see that side of him more, the one where Hankyung said “Heechul your mine and if anyone tries to touch you, I will kill them.” Well probably not kill them, Heechul thinks. But seeing the a more jealous side of Hankyung would definitely make Heechul happier and maybe a little more turned on.
“Heechul-ah, I know I trust you enough to not worry.” Hankyung said hoping his answer was enough to satisfy Heechul.
Apparently it wasn’t because when Heechul was finally finished sucking off a bruise on Hankyung’s neck, those eyes looked at him, telling him: “No you idiot - You better come up with something better or I will be angry”
Hankyung sighed again for the nth time that day and put on his best adorable, accented, velvety voice as he said “Baby, you know why I’m not worried about those pathetic losers who look at you and think they have a chance?”
Heechul shook his head.
“It’s because I know that you're mine and that we are so in love with each other, it’s impossible for you to even glance at anyone else." Hankyung breathed against Heechul’s ear.
"You’re the only one who knows my heart and I know that I’m the man you chose at the end of the day. That you make me feel like I’m the luckiest guy on Earth to get the chance to call Kim Heechul mine and mine only.”
Heechul can’t work out any reason as to why he would ever stop loving Hankyung. He can read Hankyung like he’s his favorite book. He knows all the words. He’s so experienced, with all the years they've been together, that he knows every single punctuation, every single mark. Honestly, Heechul doesn’t know what love truly means, but he thinks that what he has with Hankyung must be remarkably close, and that is why he will never ever stop loving this man.
“Now its work time!” said Hankyung when Heechul didn't answer.
Hankyung walked over to where the I-touch was and turned off the music that was still blasting through their apartment. Heechul waited until Hankyung was sitting down in front of all the papers he needed to mark and then walked over to his Ipod and switched it back on. Hankyung was lucky enough to be spared the same song, but he was stuck listening to Micheal Buble for two hours.
“Oh baby this song isn’t that bad, just listen!” Heechul cooed as he pecked his boyfriend’s lips. “This song makes me think about you...”
“And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby, don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
because you can see it when I look at you.
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, and you’re everything.
You're a carousel; you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery; you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.
And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.-“
As Hankyung listens to the lyrics, having Heechul sing all kinds of songs suddenly doesn’t seem like such a bad idea after all…
A/N: I was listening to Pretty Girl Rock by Keri Hilson while in my car on the way to the mall, and I instantly pictured Heechul singing to this ^.^ the Everything just.. fit in? Haha I dunno.
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Only the story is mine.
Author's notes: For hermander ♥ She.. likes Hanchul.
Summary: Hankyung is trying to get his work done, but it’s kind of hard when Heechul is blasting out music, singing and dancing to a girly song..
Songs are
Pretty Girl Rock- Keri Hilson
Everything- Micheal Buble
Beta'd Bystatic_abyss ♥♥ ^^
“My name is Heechul, I'm so very, Fly oh my, it's a little bit scary-“ Heechul sang as he danced around the small living room of his and Hankyung’s apartment. He was dancing to what was “supposed” to be the Pretty Girl Rock, but it was mostly just hip thrusts and flapping arms everywhere. His shorts were hanging dangerously low on his hip, falling lower with every hip thrust. Hankyung just watched him, watched how more and more of Heechul's skin was revealed. When he realized what he was doing, he looked away trying to bring his attention back to the paper he was trying to finish.
“Hey.. Hey baby” he said desperate as Heechul came an arms width apart, his music blasting loud. “Can you turn that off, or at least turn it down? I’m trying to get this done.”
“No” Heechul said frowning in a way Hankyung thought was utterly adorable. But then the next song came on Heechul's Ipod. He pressed a button and restarted the previous one, loud as before.
“Baby I hate this song. It’s probably the stupidest thing ever composed.” Hankyung said resting his head on the back of the couch, trying to ease the headache that was threatening to come. “I hate the person who sings. It’s like what the fuck babe how conceited can you get? You’re not even a girl, so you can’t do the pretty girl rock."
Heechul scoffed. “I love this song Hannie. You’re just jealous you didn’t come up with this song. Jealousy is an ugly trait. Did you know that?"
“I guessed it.” Hankyung sighed.
“-All eyes on me when I walk in, No question that this girl’s a 10, Don't hate me cause I'm beautiful, don't hate me cause I'm beautiful, my walk, my talk the way I dress, It's not my fault so please don't trip, don't hate me cause I'm beautiful-“ Heechul sang.
“Baby~ Come on, I’m trying to work.” Hankyung whined.
“Boys wanna marry looking at my derri- Mad cause I'm cuter than the girl that's watcha” Heechul sang softly as he sat on Hankyung’s lap, fingers slipping in between the buttons on his shirt, pressing his lips against the spot behind Hankyung’s ear.
“You’re a boy Chul. And I- please I need to finish this.” Hankyung pleaded, because, you know, Heechul on his lap wasn't exactly helping him get his work done.
“Hmmm. So you’re fine with boys wanting to marry me and practically eye raping me when I walk down the streets alone?” Heechul asked. He really did want to know. He was perfectly aware that he got away with an awful lot by dating Hankyung. Hankyung let him do whatever he wanted most of the time, but sometimes he didn’t. Heechul liked that side, tried to see that side of him more, the one where Hankyung said “Heechul your mine and if anyone tries to touch you, I will kill them.” Well probably not kill them, Heechul thinks. But seeing the a more jealous side of Hankyung would definitely make Heechul happier and maybe a little more turned on.
“Heechul-ah, I know I trust you enough to not worry.” Hankyung said hoping his answer was enough to satisfy Heechul.
Apparently it wasn’t because when Heechul was finally finished sucking off a bruise on Hankyung’s neck, those eyes looked at him, telling him: “No you idiot - You better come up with something better or I will be angry”
Hankyung sighed again for the nth time that day and put on his best adorable, accented, velvety voice as he said “Baby, you know why I’m not worried about those pathetic losers who look at you and think they have a chance?”
Heechul shook his head.
“It’s because I know that you're mine and that we are so in love with each other, it’s impossible for you to even glance at anyone else." Hankyung breathed against Heechul’s ear.
"You’re the only one who knows my heart and I know that I’m the man you chose at the end of the day. That you make me feel like I’m the luckiest guy on Earth to get the chance to call Kim Heechul mine and mine only.”
Heechul can’t work out any reason as to why he would ever stop loving Hankyung. He can read Hankyung like he’s his favorite book. He knows all the words. He’s so experienced, with all the years they've been together, that he knows every single punctuation, every single mark. Honestly, Heechul doesn’t know what love truly means, but he thinks that what he has with Hankyung must be remarkably close, and that is why he will never ever stop loving this man.
“Now its work time!” said Hankyung when Heechul didn't answer.
Hankyung walked over to where the I-touch was and turned off the music that was still blasting through their apartment. Heechul waited until Hankyung was sitting down in front of all the papers he needed to mark and then walked over to his Ipod and switched it back on. Hankyung was lucky enough to be spared the same song, but he was stuck listening to Micheal Buble for two hours.
“Oh baby this song isn’t that bad, just listen!” Heechul cooed as he pecked his boyfriend’s lips. “This song makes me think about you...”
“And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby, don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
because you can see it when I look at you.
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, and you’re everything.
You're a carousel; you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery; you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.
And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.-“
As Hankyung listens to the lyrics, having Heechul sing all kinds of songs suddenly doesn’t seem like such a bad idea after all…
A/N: I was listening to Pretty Girl Rock by Keri Hilson while in my car on the way to the mall, and I instantly pictured Heechul singing to this ^.^ the Everything just.. fit in? Haha I dunno.