[fic] Hello Baby; For Once, Yesung Is The Sane One
Title : Hello Baby; For Once, Yesung Is The Sane One
Pairing/Character : Kangteuk / Yesung, Henry, Donghae
Rating : General
Warning : baby!Henry
Summary : When Youngwoon got jealous over a toddler.
[A continuation of Hello Baby.]
***
“Bbbaaa! Habdjfbuububwblrbbwaah~”
Henli gurgled cutely, saliva pouring down from his little mouth onto the pillow he was currently clutching. Youngwoon narrowed his eyes.
“That’s my pillow you’re drooling at you brat.” He muttered as low as possible so that Jungsu- who is still in the kitchen making lunch for Henli- couldn’t hear.
“I hate you. Barely 24 hours and Jungsu is already all over you. We’ve known each other for nearly three years yet he still slapped me across the head whenever I did something wrong.”
The baby laughed.
“What? you think it’s funny, huh? I’ll show you what’s funny!”
Youngwoon snatched the pillow from Henli’s grip, which made the boy promptly burst into high-pitched scream. Youngwoon almost fell over the couch in shock.
“Good God! This brat sure can scream!”
Jungsu walked briskly from the kitchen upon hearing Henli’s cry.
“Youngwoon! What have you done?!” Jungsu fixed him a scolding stare and then proceeded to scoop Henli up into his arms. “Shhh there there, Henli-ah~ Umma’s here, shhh.”
“But he was devouring my pillow! And what the hell with that Umma?!”
Leeteuk shook his head exasperatedly. “Youngwoon-ah, you’re being childish.” He moved back to the kitchen to feed Henli with mashed banana he had made earlier.
Youngwoon threw his head up in despair and stomped to his bedroom angrily. He picked up his jacket and then went out of their shared apartment,Jungsu visibly flinched when he slammed the front door on his way out.
“…he’s angry at me.” Jungsu sighed. “What should I do with you, Youngwoon-ah?”
---
Youngwoon kicked an empty beer can in anger, only to have the said can landed on the head of a middle-aged woman, who promptly scolded him and slapped him with a clutch bag. Youngwoon bowed furiously while simultaneously dodging the attack with little success.
Having escaped the wrath of a PMSing old woman, the boy scrambled to a nearby park to nurse his abused skull. Plopping down on a bench, he pulled at his own hair in frustration. He had been walking around aimlessly for, what, two hours? Three? It was nearly midnight and he should really be going home right now. He sagged into the hard surface of the bench and finally letting all the tension on his neck slipping away. He knew he was being ridiculous, but he just couldn’t help feeling some resentment towards Henli. He was never good with children to begin with, and now Jungsu just had to bring one into their apartment. But that wasn’t even half the reason he was mad.
He was jealous, having Jungsu’s attention divided from him. Usually it was always him and him only. Walking home from school, cooking, eating, watching some cheap drama on TV, they always did it together. Now that there was a new addition to Jungsu’s life Youngwoon felt his position as the other’s best buddy was threatened.
“I’m being stupid.” He thought. “Henli is just a kid. A baby at that. Jungsu’s right, I’m so childish.”
When Youngwoon decided to turn his phone back on, he didn’t expect to get 5 messages and 9 missed calls. All from Jungsu.
[ Woon-ah, where are you going? Don’t take too long, the weather is bad today. ]
[ Youngwoon-ah, where are you? :( ]
[ Woon-ah, I cooked you dinner. It’s dark already, you should go home. ]
[ :( ]
[ Don’t be angry… :( ]
Youngwoon smiled despite himself. Jungsu is such a mother. He decided to go back and spare his housemate anymore concerns.
When he got back he found Jungsu sleeping in his room. On his bed. His phone clutched in one hand while the other was circled around Henli’s middle.
He changed into his pajama before joining the others on the bed, poor little Henli squashed in between the two elders. Jungsu is the cutest when he’s asleep, Youngwoon thought. He felt his eyes wandering around the brown haired male before him.
He shrugged, putting his hand on Jungsu’s hip. When the latter didn’t even stir, Youngwoon smiled contently and slid his hand to Jungsu’s ass, squeezing it a little bit.
---
“What’s with your face?” Jongwoon asked as him as he set his bag across the table, motioning to his bruised cheek. The group of friend was currently hanging out at the café just beside university like they always did every Friday.
“Oh, this. It’s nothing. Jungsu punched me yesterday.” He said nonchalantly, as if Jungsu punching him was a daily occurrence. Jongwoon looked at him weirdly.
“Why on earth he did that?”
“He groped my ass.” Another bag was set violently down the table, Jungsu looking more pissed off than ever, took a seat beside Jongwoon.
“I wasn’t groping your ass! I was merely… putting my hand on it.” Jungsu gave him a raise of eyebrow. “And stroking it.” Youngwoon continued rather meekly.
“It’s the same thing!”
“So where’s this kangteuk baby people keep talking about?” Jongwoon, having enough of all the shouting, asked.
Jungsu huffed but let the couple name slide. He was used to it by then. “I left Henli in Donghae’s care, he only had morning class today. He’s going to be here anytime soon.”
Jongwoon’s jaw dropped. “You left Donghae with a baby?! Alone?!”
“What’s wrong? He’s with Hyukjae, though…”
“That’s even worse!” Jongwoon was beginning to question Jungsu’s sanity, whereas Jungsu was worried for Jongwoon’s.
Youngwoon, whilst busy stuffing some dumplings into his mouth, spoke. “They can have him, I won’t mind.” Jungsu slapped the chubby boy’s forehead. “I’m the one who found him!”
“Now you guys are talking about him like he’s a stray dog or something.” Jongwoon commented, half amused by his friends exchange. “Why not taking him to the police?”
“We did, this morning. The police told us to keep him until they find his parents. Just my luck.” Youngwoon added the last part to himself but Jungsu heard it and slapped his forehead for the second time.
Just then, Donghae burst through the door. Burst.
“Guuuuuuuuys guys guys!!!” Not bothering to apologize having knocked a waiter down with his outburst, he skipped to the table currently occupied by his friends.
“Hae! You’re holding Henli, don’t run like that!” Jungsu scolded like the mother he was. Jongwoon mumbled a low ‘I told you so’ while Youngwoon kept munching his dumplings without a care in the world.
***
The ending… omg I’m sorry /fails. I wanted to continue but the plot bunnies are gone :|
Inspired by Kangin’s weird fixation on groping/patting Leeteuk’s ass…? I don’t know :\ it must be my imagination.
Yeah, must be me only >8D beta: catherine_leite
edit:
http://netizenbuzz.wordpress.com/2011/10/16/sm-entertainments-unfair-treatment-towards-super-junior-remains-a-hot-topic/#comment-348
I'd love to fly to korea and give those stupid excuse of a company some piece of my mind.
Pairing/Character : Kangteuk / Yesung, Henry, Donghae
Rating : General
Warning : baby!Henry
Summary : When Youngwoon got jealous over a toddler.
[A continuation of Hello Baby.]
***
“Bbbaaa! Habdjfbuububwblrbbwaah~”
Henli gurgled cutely, saliva pouring down from his little mouth onto the pillow he was currently clutching. Youngwoon narrowed his eyes.
“That’s my pillow you’re drooling at you brat.” He muttered as low as possible so that Jungsu- who is still in the kitchen making lunch for Henli- couldn’t hear.
“I hate you. Barely 24 hours and Jungsu is already all over you. We’ve known each other for nearly three years yet he still slapped me across the head whenever I did something wrong.”
The baby laughed.
“What? you think it’s funny, huh? I’ll show you what’s funny!”
Youngwoon snatched the pillow from Henli’s grip, which made the boy promptly burst into high-pitched scream. Youngwoon almost fell over the couch in shock.
“Good God! This brat sure can scream!”
Jungsu walked briskly from the kitchen upon hearing Henli’s cry.
“Youngwoon! What have you done?!” Jungsu fixed him a scolding stare and then proceeded to scoop Henli up into his arms. “Shhh there there, Henli-ah~ Umma’s here, shhh.”
“But he was devouring my pillow! And what the hell with that Umma?!”
Leeteuk shook his head exasperatedly. “Youngwoon-ah, you’re being childish.” He moved back to the kitchen to feed Henli with mashed banana he had made earlier.
Youngwoon threw his head up in despair and stomped to his bedroom angrily. He picked up his jacket and then went out of their shared apartment,Jungsu visibly flinched when he slammed the front door on his way out.
“…he’s angry at me.” Jungsu sighed. “What should I do with you, Youngwoon-ah?”
---
Youngwoon kicked an empty beer can in anger, only to have the said can landed on the head of a middle-aged woman, who promptly scolded him and slapped him with a clutch bag. Youngwoon bowed furiously while simultaneously dodging the attack with little success.
Having escaped the wrath of a PMSing old woman, the boy scrambled to a nearby park to nurse his abused skull. Plopping down on a bench, he pulled at his own hair in frustration. He had been walking around aimlessly for, what, two hours? Three? It was nearly midnight and he should really be going home right now. He sagged into the hard surface of the bench and finally letting all the tension on his neck slipping away. He knew he was being ridiculous, but he just couldn’t help feeling some resentment towards Henli. He was never good with children to begin with, and now Jungsu just had to bring one into their apartment. But that wasn’t even half the reason he was mad.
He was jealous, having Jungsu’s attention divided from him. Usually it was always him and him only. Walking home from school, cooking, eating, watching some cheap drama on TV, they always did it together. Now that there was a new addition to Jungsu’s life Youngwoon felt his position as the other’s best buddy was threatened.
“I’m being stupid.” He thought. “Henli is just a kid. A baby at that. Jungsu’s right, I’m so childish.”
When Youngwoon decided to turn his phone back on, he didn’t expect to get 5 messages and 9 missed calls. All from Jungsu.
[ Woon-ah, where are you going? Don’t take too long, the weather is bad today. ]
[ Youngwoon-ah, where are you? :( ]
[ Woon-ah, I cooked you dinner. It’s dark already, you should go home. ]
[ :( ]
[ Don’t be angry… :( ]
Youngwoon smiled despite himself. Jungsu is such a mother. He decided to go back and spare his housemate anymore concerns.
When he got back he found Jungsu sleeping in his room. On his bed. His phone clutched in one hand while the other was circled around Henli’s middle.
He changed into his pajama before joining the others on the bed, poor little Henli squashed in between the two elders. Jungsu is the cutest when he’s asleep, Youngwoon thought. He felt his eyes wandering around the brown haired male before him.
He shrugged, putting his hand on Jungsu’s hip. When the latter didn’t even stir, Youngwoon smiled contently and slid his hand to Jungsu’s ass, squeezing it a little bit.
---
“What’s with your face?” Jongwoon asked as him as he set his bag across the table, motioning to his bruised cheek. The group of friend was currently hanging out at the café just beside university like they always did every Friday.
“Oh, this. It’s nothing. Jungsu punched me yesterday.” He said nonchalantly, as if Jungsu punching him was a daily occurrence. Jongwoon looked at him weirdly.
“Why on earth he did that?”
“He groped my ass.” Another bag was set violently down the table, Jungsu looking more pissed off than ever, took a seat beside Jongwoon.
“I wasn’t groping your ass! I was merely… putting my hand on it.” Jungsu gave him a raise of eyebrow. “And stroking it.” Youngwoon continued rather meekly.
“It’s the same thing!”
“So where’s this kangteuk baby people keep talking about?” Jongwoon, having enough of all the shouting, asked.
Jungsu huffed but let the couple name slide. He was used to it by then. “I left Henli in Donghae’s care, he only had morning class today. He’s going to be here anytime soon.”
Jongwoon’s jaw dropped. “You left Donghae with a baby?! Alone?!”
“What’s wrong? He’s with Hyukjae, though…”
“That’s even worse!” Jongwoon was beginning to question Jungsu’s sanity, whereas Jungsu was worried for Jongwoon’s.
Youngwoon, whilst busy stuffing some dumplings into his mouth, spoke. “They can have him, I won’t mind.” Jungsu slapped the chubby boy’s forehead. “I’m the one who found him!”
“Now you guys are talking about him like he’s a stray dog or something.” Jongwoon commented, half amused by his friends exchange. “Why not taking him to the police?”
“We did, this morning. The police told us to keep him until they find his parents. Just my luck.” Youngwoon added the last part to himself but Jungsu heard it and slapped his forehead for the second time.
Just then, Donghae burst through the door. Burst.
“Guuuuuuuuys guys guys!!!” Not bothering to apologize having knocked a waiter down with his outburst, he skipped to the table currently occupied by his friends.
“Hae! You’re holding Henli, don’t run like that!” Jungsu scolded like the mother he was. Jongwoon mumbled a low ‘I told you so’ while Youngwoon kept munching his dumplings without a care in the world.
***
The ending… omg I’m sorry /fails. I wanted to continue but the plot bunnies are gone :|
Inspired by Kangin’s weird fixation on groping/patting Leeteuk’s ass…? I don’t know :\ it must be my imagination.
Yeah, must be me only >8D beta: catherine_leite
edit:
http://netizenbuzz.wordpress.com/2011/10/16/sm-entertainments-unfair-treatment-towards-super-junior-remains-a-hot-topic/#comment-348
I'd love to fly to korea and give those stupid excuse of a company some piece of my mind.