Pairing: Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi
Rating: PG
Word Count: 550
Summary: How people get together. Fluff!
Test Drive
This one time. “Your belly button is longer than I thought it would be.”
Zhou Mi’s hands stopped where they were pulling his shirt over his head. Kyuhyun had one of his over the light switch. Indecisive. Or, stalling. This was possibly a mistake, he thought.
“Kyuhyun,” he started.
“Can I touch it?” Kyuhyun said.
The light went out. He felt safer smiling in the dark. “You can do more than that.”
“It doesn’t have to be awkward.”
“I’m not being awkward.”
“Yes, you are.”
“Me? You made it awkward by bringing it up.”
“Bringing what up?”
“The possibility that this is awkward.”
“How is this not awkward?”
“Let’s just,” Kyuhyun tugged on his corner of the blanket. A cool draft hit his shoulder. Landlady was refusing to turn on the heat until November. That was a good reason for . . . this. Stealing body heat. Basic survival instincts.
“Just?”
Kyuhyun nuzzled his nose against Zhou Mi’s arm, feeling friendly again. “Don’t ruin it.”
Zhou Mi opened his mouth and made a small popping sound as Kyuhyun wrapped his leg around his thigh.
Being with Zhou Mi made Kyuhyun feel like he was betting at a horserace. He was a masochist, he realized. He relished the uncertainty. He liked being the one doing the liking.
He didn’t get it either.
“Even your snoring sounds nasal,” he said.
“Kyuhyun-sshi,” Zhou Mi said, lowering his glasses. “You have to stand on your toes to kiss me.”
“It’s a good thing we’re horizontal,” Kyuhyun said, and immediately regretted it.
Zhou Mi waited a week before delivering the ultimatum. Technically it’d been going on for years now, this elaborate and screwy courtship ritual, but he had only recently discovered Kyuhyun’s third nipple. Which spoke volumes. Not the nipple. The discovery.
“You have to be sure you want to do this.”
Kyuhyun didn’t blink, but his hand dropped to the table. “We could always stay in.”
“No, I’m talking about, you know what I’m talking about.”
He waited for the look of recognition. It came with the smile Kyuhyun wore when he didn’t know how to address the gravity of a situation or maybe couldn’t face it. Kyuhyun, at heart, was very much like a child.
Did that make him a pedophile?
“Are you prepared to sneak around?” Zhou Mi asked, and Kyuhyun looked at him with a flicker of uneasiness, like So you’ve done this before.
“If you’re wondering whether I’ve ever thought of putting my career on the line to romance another guy, the answer is no,” he added.
“Oh,” Kyuhyun said, visibly relieved. “I wasn’t, but thanks.”
A couple days later Zhou Mi found a toothbrush in his bathroom that wasn’t his. The bristles were blunt and well-worn. He ran his hands under the faucet and splashed water onto his face. Ten seconds later the toothbrush was still there. “Right,” he said aloud, and began shaving around the edges of his smile.
“Why do your feet smell so bad?” Kyuhyun asked.
“Why do you express affection in the form of unflattering observations?” Zhou Mi asked.
He felt Kyuhyun laugh into his shoulder. “You’re the first person to call me out on that.”
“I’ll happily do it for the rest of my life.” Zhou Mi found his hand under the covers.
officially converted to this ship Aug 28, 2010.
this cover has the easy breezy feel I was going for.