Drunk in Pyjamas (fan fiction)
Title: Drunk in Pyjamas
Pairing: Kangin/Heechul/Ryeowook
Status: One-shot. Complete.
Kang-in took a bite from the chaser. The taste lasted in his tongue like eternity. Heechul sipped his last shot. Both of them were drop dead.
"Ya!" Heechul called Kang-in. "Call...Manager...Now..."
"Leeteuk-ssi. Shut. Up." The other fellow mistakenly mumbled.
Heechul tried to reach for his wallet. He wondered how much the bill costs. His eyes opened wide as he found nothing. No paper money. Not even a single coin was there.
Confident that Hankyung would pick them up at the bar, he tried to call him on the phone.
*ringing*
*still ringing*
"That Chinese maniac! How can he even do this to us?!" Heechul flipped his phone.
The older man punched Kang-in to wake him up. His phone rung. Immediately, he picked it up, hoping for this someone to help them.
"Hello? Who's this?"
The caller on the other side giggled. Heechul could hear it. Familiar as it is, he called out the caller's name.
"Yah, Ryeowook. Your hyungs are in trouble. Help us here."
"I decided to call hyung because I noticed that your room was empty. Same with Kang-in hyung."
"Ya! Just help us here okay? We're at the bar, 3 blocks from our dorm. Bring money and car."
"Should I bring hyung's car?"
"Just hurry up!" Heechul hung up.
Ryeowook hurriedly went to the bar, not noticing the fact that he's in his pyjamas with his bunny slippers.
-
Seeing this familiar someone, Heechul waved his hand, telling the person to come over.
"Ryeowook-ah."
"Yes, hyung. I'm here. Let's go home."
Heechul looked at his dongsaengs figure from head to foot and laughed.
"Hyung, you're drunk. Let's go ho-"
"Pyjamas!" Kang-in shouted out at him.
Out of curiosity, he looked at himself and ran for his life.
Kang-in mumbled, "That guy is probably drunk too."
He reached something from his pocket and placed it on the messy table.
"Hyung, it's my pay tonight. Let's go home." He gave Heechul a cheesy, wide grin that made the older man laugh.
I don't know how to end this. Sorry.
Pairing: Kangin/Heechul/Ryeowook
Status: One-shot. Complete.
Kang-in took a bite from the chaser. The taste lasted in his tongue like eternity. Heechul sipped his last shot. Both of them were drop dead.
"Ya!" Heechul called Kang-in. "Call...Manager...Now..."
"Leeteuk-ssi. Shut. Up." The other fellow mistakenly mumbled.
Heechul tried to reach for his wallet. He wondered how much the bill costs. His eyes opened wide as he found nothing. No paper money. Not even a single coin was there.
Confident that Hankyung would pick them up at the bar, he tried to call him on the phone.
*ringing*
*still ringing*
"That Chinese maniac! How can he even do this to us?!" Heechul flipped his phone.
The older man punched Kang-in to wake him up. His phone rung. Immediately, he picked it up, hoping for this someone to help them.
"Hello? Who's this?"
The caller on the other side giggled. Heechul could hear it. Familiar as it is, he called out the caller's name.
"Yah, Ryeowook. Your hyungs are in trouble. Help us here."
"I decided to call hyung because I noticed that your room was empty. Same with Kang-in hyung."
"Ya! Just help us here okay? We're at the bar, 3 blocks from our dorm. Bring money and car."
"Should I bring hyung's car?"
"Just hurry up!" Heechul hung up.
Ryeowook hurriedly went to the bar, not noticing the fact that he's in his pyjamas with his bunny slippers.
-
Seeing this familiar someone, Heechul waved his hand, telling the person to come over.
"Ryeowook-ah."
"Yes, hyung. I'm here. Let's go home."
Heechul looked at his dongsaengs figure from head to foot and laughed.
"Hyung, you're drunk. Let's go ho-"
"Pyjamas!" Kang-in shouted out at him.
Out of curiosity, he looked at himself and ran for his life.
Kang-in mumbled, "That guy is probably drunk too."
He reached something from his pocket and placed it on the messy table.
"Hyung, it's my pay tonight. Let's go home." He gave Heechul a cheesy, wide grin that made the older man laugh.
I don't know how to end this. Sorry.