Heeteuk---Oneshot -- PG13
Title: Does this make me gay?
Pairing: Eeteuk/Heechul
Genre: Crack, Fluff
Rating: PG-13 for language
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but I wish I did.
Summary: The lines of sexuality are blurred in so many ways.
Notes: UNbetad. Written for dear midorihaven who is feeling sick. Feel better soon.
Eeteuk's grin is menacing more than enticing as he stalks his prey down the hall. His prey, Heechul, is unaffected by the leader's presence because it's completely normal behavior (for him, at least). Not that Heechul would ever waste his free time following someone he knows like the back of his hand around their dorm.
Okay, maybe he did it to Eeteuk once, and it's now become a weekly thing between them, but that didn't mean he enjoyed it. Okay, maybe he does enjoy it--a lot more than he'd care to admit.
"Are they still at it?" Siwon asks between sips of his warm tea.
"Not they," Kyuhyun corrects, smashing his buttons frantically. "Eeteuk is still following Heechul around, but I think he might lose this time."
Siwon makes a sour face, realizing too late that he's swallowed more than he can handle. (Not that it's the first time either...) "Why do you think that?"
Kyuhyun sighs. "Look at Heechul's hand, he prepared a book to distract himself this time." He continues to press down the plastic buttons on his DS. "Besides, Eeteuk seems to be getting worse and worse lately."
Eeteuk hears the commentary done by the one and only snarky magnae but attempts to ignore him as to not, indeed, fall back into a slump of failure. Heechul smirks, seeing Eeteuk's shoulders droop from the corner of his eye; this will be his easiest win yet.
Heechul walks through the doorway of his room, immediately dropping the entirety of his weight down on the bed. Eeteuk watches carefully, quickly deciding he will mimic a pet this week and sit at Heechul's feet, mirroring the cuteness of Puss in boots as much as he can.
Heechul glances over, scoffing as he opens his novel and begins to read. Eeteuk licks his hand and begins to wipe the dampened skin across his face. He repeats this three or four times before deciding that Heechul already owns a cat, and therefore can easily ignore actions as simple as those.
Heechul stretches out across his bed, flipping to the next page in his book.
Eeteuk grumbles, then growls, then gets an idea; noise. Noise distracts anyone trying to concentrate on a book. He needs to get Heechul's attention fast because he only has five minutes left before Heechul is the winner of the Ignore me if you can game.
"Meow." Eeteuk bats his lashes in Heechul's direction; no response. "Meooooowwww." He rubs Heechul's ankle softly, hoping it seems more like an animal than a horny human. A smile, but still no eye contact is what he receives.
Eeteuk climbs onto the bed, resorting to actually licking Heechul's leg instead of touching it. It earns him a grumble and a swift kick off the bed, but nothing more. At this point, Eeteuk is running out of ideas and really doesn't want to have to do Heechul's chores for the entire week again.
"Heechul," Eeteuk whispers, climbing back onto the bed. "this is all in good fun. Okay?"
Eeteuk leans in, pecking Heechul on the cheek at first. Fluttering eyelashes; not enough effect, he thinks. Eeteuk leans in once more, this time aiming for Heechul's lips, and reaching them successfully.
Heechul pulls away and ends up on the carpeted floor with the book poking into his side. "What the hell?!"
"I warned you, didn't I?" Eeteuk seems pleased to a point that makes Heechul want to throw up.
"Like hell you did!" Heechul picks himself up, throwing the book across the room. "I hate this fucking book too. Who reads these romance novels?"
Eeteuk holds in his laughter. "So I guess I win?"
Heechul rolls his eyes and pushes Eeteuk off the bed again. "First win in 8 weeks, isn't it?"
Eeteuk nods and, surprising even himself, kisses Heechul again.
Heechul doesn't react right away, a noise slipping past his pursed lips before he snaps back to reality and shoves the older man back. "What was that?!" He wipes the evidence off his lips.
(Why does their leader need to wear lip gloss at home too?)
"I--I'm not sure." Eeteuk scratches the back of his head. "Does this make me gay?"
The question catches Heechul off guard and, well, he's never thought kissing other boys could automatically qualify you as gay. But now that he contemplates all of the times he's smothered pretty men with his own lips, he wonders what exactly was going through his mind.
"That's a good question." Heechul sighs, contemplating it for a moment. "I think if you just do it as a dare or something, it can't mean you're gay."
Eeteuk smirks, moving a strand of Heechul's hair away. "How 'bout if I want to do it again?"
Heechul grins back, climbing atop the elder man. "I won't tell anyone if you don't."
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"What do you mean they've been in Heechul's room for two hours?" Siwon shakes his head, rinsing off the last of the cleaned dishes.
"Like I said," Kyuhyun shakes his DS, cursing the monster for killing him. "They never came out. But I heard another type of coming." He chuckles, pressing the 'restart' button. "You're free to knock and interrupt them, but that might just make you have more sins to repent."
"Very funny." Siwon washes his hands and dries them off with a pink towel. "And who put this towel here?"
"Sungmin." Kyuhyun pauses his game. "You know what, I'd like to know what's going on in there. Can you go knock hyung?"
Siwon nods, already heading down the hall when Kyuhyun says thanks. He misses out on the smirk spreading across the youngest's face like a plague.
He knocks. Then again. Then a third time, but the growl scares him so much he's worried he might regret ever being born. Heechul has that effect on people.
Heechul finally opens. "Yes?"
Siwon clears his throat. "So who won this week?" He looks the older man up and down. "And why are you shirtless? And why is Eeteuk's name scratched across your chest?"
"Too many questions, not enough time." Heechul covers his chest with one hand. "He won. Come back in an hour to find out who won the rematch." Heechul pushes Siwon away from his door, closes and locks it.
All that's heard for the rest of the day are different octaves of moans, and no matter how loud Kyuhyun puts his video games, or how loudly Ryeowook sings, or how much soju they drink, there's no drowning out the images provoked from those sounds.
Siwon states, as dryly as he can, because he doesn't want to sound too content."At least they're not yelling at the top of their lungs anymore."
Kyuhyun snorts. "Yeah, too busy moaning at the top of their lungs now."
---End---
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Pairing: Eeteuk/Heechul
Genre: Crack, Fluff
Rating: PG-13 for language
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but I wish I did.
Summary: The lines of sexuality are blurred in so many ways.
Notes: UNbetad. Written for dear midorihaven who is feeling sick. Feel better soon.
Eeteuk's grin is menacing more than enticing as he stalks his prey down the hall. His prey, Heechul, is unaffected by the leader's presence because it's completely normal behavior (for him, at least). Not that Heechul would ever waste his free time following someone he knows like the back of his hand around their dorm.
Okay, maybe he did it to Eeteuk once, and it's now become a weekly thing between them, but that didn't mean he enjoyed it. Okay, maybe he does enjoy it--a lot more than he'd care to admit.
"Are they still at it?" Siwon asks between sips of his warm tea.
"Not they," Kyuhyun corrects, smashing his buttons frantically. "Eeteuk is still following Heechul around, but I think he might lose this time."
Siwon makes a sour face, realizing too late that he's swallowed more than he can handle. (Not that it's the first time either...) "Why do you think that?"
Kyuhyun sighs. "Look at Heechul's hand, he prepared a book to distract himself this time." He continues to press down the plastic buttons on his DS. "Besides, Eeteuk seems to be getting worse and worse lately."
Eeteuk hears the commentary done by the one and only snarky magnae but attempts to ignore him as to not, indeed, fall back into a slump of failure. Heechul smirks, seeing Eeteuk's shoulders droop from the corner of his eye; this will be his easiest win yet.
Heechul walks through the doorway of his room, immediately dropping the entirety of his weight down on the bed. Eeteuk watches carefully, quickly deciding he will mimic a pet this week and sit at Heechul's feet, mirroring the cuteness of Puss in boots as much as he can.
Heechul glances over, scoffing as he opens his novel and begins to read. Eeteuk licks his hand and begins to wipe the dampened skin across his face. He repeats this three or four times before deciding that Heechul already owns a cat, and therefore can easily ignore actions as simple as those.
Heechul stretches out across his bed, flipping to the next page in his book.
Eeteuk grumbles, then growls, then gets an idea; noise. Noise distracts anyone trying to concentrate on a book. He needs to get Heechul's attention fast because he only has five minutes left before Heechul is the winner of the Ignore me if you can game.
"Meow." Eeteuk bats his lashes in Heechul's direction; no response. "Meooooowwww." He rubs Heechul's ankle softly, hoping it seems more like an animal than a horny human. A smile, but still no eye contact is what he receives.
Eeteuk climbs onto the bed, resorting to actually licking Heechul's leg instead of touching it. It earns him a grumble and a swift kick off the bed, but nothing more. At this point, Eeteuk is running out of ideas and really doesn't want to have to do Heechul's chores for the entire week again.
"Heechul," Eeteuk whispers, climbing back onto the bed. "this is all in good fun. Okay?"
Eeteuk leans in, pecking Heechul on the cheek at first. Fluttering eyelashes; not enough effect, he thinks. Eeteuk leans in once more, this time aiming for Heechul's lips, and reaching them successfully.
Heechul pulls away and ends up on the carpeted floor with the book poking into his side. "What the hell?!"
"I warned you, didn't I?" Eeteuk seems pleased to a point that makes Heechul want to throw up.
"Like hell you did!" Heechul picks himself up, throwing the book across the room. "I hate this fucking book too. Who reads these romance novels?"
Eeteuk holds in his laughter. "So I guess I win?"
Heechul rolls his eyes and pushes Eeteuk off the bed again. "First win in 8 weeks, isn't it?"
Eeteuk nods and, surprising even himself, kisses Heechul again.
Heechul doesn't react right away, a noise slipping past his pursed lips before he snaps back to reality and shoves the older man back. "What was that?!" He wipes the evidence off his lips.
(Why does their leader need to wear lip gloss at home too?)
"I--I'm not sure." Eeteuk scratches the back of his head. "Does this make me gay?"
The question catches Heechul off guard and, well, he's never thought kissing other boys could automatically qualify you as gay. But now that he contemplates all of the times he's smothered pretty men with his own lips, he wonders what exactly was going through his mind.
"That's a good question." Heechul sighs, contemplating it for a moment. "I think if you just do it as a dare or something, it can't mean you're gay."
Eeteuk smirks, moving a strand of Heechul's hair away. "How 'bout if I want to do it again?"
Heechul grins back, climbing atop the elder man. "I won't tell anyone if you don't."
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"What do you mean they've been in Heechul's room for two hours?" Siwon shakes his head, rinsing off the last of the cleaned dishes.
"Like I said," Kyuhyun shakes his DS, cursing the monster for killing him. "They never came out. But I heard another type of coming." He chuckles, pressing the 'restart' button. "You're free to knock and interrupt them, but that might just make you have more sins to repent."
"Very funny." Siwon washes his hands and dries them off with a pink towel. "And who put this towel here?"
"Sungmin." Kyuhyun pauses his game. "You know what, I'd like to know what's going on in there. Can you go knock hyung?"
Siwon nods, already heading down the hall when Kyuhyun says thanks. He misses out on the smirk spreading across the youngest's face like a plague.
He knocks. Then again. Then a third time, but the growl scares him so much he's worried he might regret ever being born. Heechul has that effect on people.
Heechul finally opens. "Yes?"
Siwon clears his throat. "So who won this week?" He looks the older man up and down. "And why are you shirtless? And why is Eeteuk's name scratched across your chest?"
"Too many questions, not enough time." Heechul covers his chest with one hand. "He won. Come back in an hour to find out who won the rematch." Heechul pushes Siwon away from his door, closes and locks it.
All that's heard for the rest of the day are different octaves of moans, and no matter how loud Kyuhyun puts his video games, or how loudly Ryeowook sings, or how much soju they drink, there's no drowning out the images provoked from those sounds.
Siwon states, as dryly as he can, because he doesn't want to sound too content."At least they're not yelling at the top of their lungs anymore."
Kyuhyun snorts. "Yeah, too busy moaning at the top of their lungs now."
---End---
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