Their Christmas
Title: Their Christmas
Author: Tiggie0307
Pairing: Heechul/Ryeowook
Rating: PG13
Summary: Its just another for these men...
N/A: For the Super Junior 100 fic challenge.
“Don’t you have any more emotions,” Heechul asked with a chuckle to his partner as he started down the street. “No, not after the first time,” Ryeowook said with the most innocent look on his face.
“People who don’t pay us have to deal with the consequences,” he shrugged matter of fact-ly, “ Sucks for him that it fell on the same 24 hour day that’s Christmas. They should know that by now…”
They drove on; destination not too far.
“I thought you like the holidays?”
“I spend time with my family and give then gifts all the time. I don’t need someone to dictate when I can do that,” Ryeowook answered; screwing his silencer in place.
Heechul laughed again pulling in front of the small gated house, “You just like to disrupt the fake peace these people try to create.” They stepped out of the car. Ryeowook fixed his tie as Heechul cocked his gun and slipped it into his waist.
“Oh look toys,” Ryeowook mocked cheeriness and tsked, “to bad the old man owes an arm and a leg. Literally.”
“Come on, you cold hearted bastard,” Heehcul stepped forward onto the porch. “Remember the rules,” he asks, turning to the younger, who nods; like always. “Yeah, shoot first, talk later; and if all else fails,” his eyes darken menacingly, “burn this bitch to the ground.”
“Alrightly then,” Heechul nods; taking the gun from his side holder and rings the doorbell.
“Let the celebrating begin.”
Author: Tiggie0307
Pairing: Heechul/Ryeowook
Rating: PG13
Summary: Its just another for these men...
N/A: For the Super Junior 100 fic challenge.
“Don’t you have any more emotions,” Heechul asked with a chuckle to his partner as he started down the street. “No, not after the first time,” Ryeowook said with the most innocent look on his face.
“People who don’t pay us have to deal with the consequences,” he shrugged matter of fact-ly, “ Sucks for him that it fell on the same 24 hour day that’s Christmas. They should know that by now…”
They drove on; destination not too far.
“I thought you like the holidays?”
“I spend time with my family and give then gifts all the time. I don’t need someone to dictate when I can do that,” Ryeowook answered; screwing his silencer in place.
Heechul laughed again pulling in front of the small gated house, “You just like to disrupt the fake peace these people try to create.” They stepped out of the car. Ryeowook fixed his tie as Heechul cocked his gun and slipped it into his waist.
“Oh look toys,” Ryeowook mocked cheeriness and tsked, “to bad the old man owes an arm and a leg. Literally.”
“Come on, you cold hearted bastard,” Heehcul stepped forward onto the porch. “Remember the rules,” he asks, turning to the younger, who nods; like always. “Yeah, shoot first, talk later; and if all else fails,” his eyes darken menacingly, “burn this bitch to the ground.”
“Alrightly then,” Heechul nods; taking the gun from his side holder and rings the doorbell.
“Let the celebrating begin.”