Crossover Challenge: Day 23
Title: Temptation
Prompt: winter
Warnings: none
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Maggie and Tabitha are MINE. Please don't take them. The dorm mates are just random names. All the idols from SM Entertainment are not mine, and none of this happened.
Summary: So, what's it like to sing in a place like this?
A/N: Because mi_iseul likes Ryeowook. (and hello bias #3…)
Prompt table
The door to the recording room started to open, and Maggie slapped at the off button before diving under the board, in a panic because she wasn't supposed to be there. But everything they'd said, her vocal teacher and Kangta-sunbaenim, had made her wonder about singing, about what it was like to record or even pretend to, and so here she was, caught because she wanted to know.
"No, I'm not looking forward to winter," someone said, and Maggie hunched further under the board. "It's gray and horrible all the time."
"You just don't like snow, hyung," someone else teased.
"We have a lot of perfectly good reasons to want to stay in when there's ice on the roads," the first retorted, and the second responded with a laugh. A very pretty laugh.
Maggie just waited until they found her, hoping they wouldn't, but…
"Oh, it's on," the second voice said, sounding startled. "Did you see someone leave before we came in?"
"No, I was making sure you didn't walk into the door. Just make sure you turn it off when we're done."
"You could," the second man said, but Maggie heard no response.
A minute later, they sang, and Maggie stared at the floor - the only thing she could see - in utter disbelief. She didn't know the song, which didn't surprise her much, but it was an upbeat, cheerful thing that would have had her foot tapping if she hadn't needed to stay hidden. One of them had this amazing, clear-as-glass voice, the best she could describe it; the other had something rougher, smokier, maybe? But just as beautiful. She actually preferred it.
Slowly, she worked her way back out, dying to know what the people with the voices looked like, and carefully poked her head up to look in the recording booth. In the grand scheme of SME, one was average in looks (which put him high above the looks of most Korean men), and the other was pretty, one of the prettiest men she'd ever seen. After just a minute, though, she realized that the clear voice was his, the smoky one his companions, and then she ducked down when he turned to look at her. The singing stopped abruptly.
"There's a mouse in here, hyung."
"That's not funny, Ryeowook."
"It's got red hair."
Maggie cringed.
"That's not… what?"
He laughed that clear, pretty laugh again, closer, and then Maggie looked up into sparkling brown eyes. "Hi," he said. "Come on out."
"I'm sorry," she stammered, crawling out and standing up to brush herself off. "I just wanted to see what it was like in here. I didn't know anyone was coming in to sing."
"I know you." She looked at the other one, and he smiled at her. "She ran into YongWoon a few months ago."
"This is who SungMin was going on about?"
Maggie just listened, blushed, and tried to slink toward the door. If they kept talking to each other….
"You realize that with DongHae around, we always see what's going on around us," the pretty one said even as his friend grabbed her arm and stopped her.
"We would like to hear you sing," he said with a friendly smile.
Maggie stared at him, then his friend, eyes wide. "But… why?" she asked.
Eventually they badgered her into it. Her voice shook so much she didn't know what they could possibly get out of it. She was beginning to guess who they might be, and if that's the case, she was in so far over her head she might drown.
As soon as they let her go and she bowed herself out, she went to find her roommates, and plopped down next to Minhee. "So, Super Junior," she said.
"You didn't run into them, did you?"
HyunJu still wasn't talking to her for the debacle with SHINee. "No," Maggie said. "But vocals. One of them is really pretty, like prettier than me and that was without makeup…."
"Ryeowook," half the room responded.
"What?" She hadn't really understood then, either, and it took them three or four time for her to finally understand the name. "And the other… um, smoky voice, I guess…."
"Yesung. Jongwoon."
Not another with a stage name! Maggie sighed. "I'd need a picture to confirm."
"If his voice wasn't as clear as Ryeowook's but still amazing? Yesung-oppa. KyuHyun's is clear like Ryeowook's," YooMi said, hands over her heart, almost like she wanted to swoon.
"Here." YiJae handed her a phone with a picture on the front.
"Yes."
"Yesung-oppa," YiJae said. "And?"
"So… my vocal teacher said there was a group of the best singers in Super Junior. Who is it?"
MinHee smirked. "KyuHyun, Ryeowook, and Yesung. SungMin sings with them, now, too."
Maggie sighed and buried her face in her hands. "I was afraid you were going to say that."
Prompt: winter
Warnings: none
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Maggie and Tabitha are MINE. Please don't take them. The dorm mates are just random names. All the idols from SM Entertainment are not mine, and none of this happened.
Summary: So, what's it like to sing in a place like this?
A/N: Because mi_iseul likes Ryeowook. (and hello bias #3…)
Prompt table
The door to the recording room started to open, and Maggie slapped at the off button before diving under the board, in a panic because she wasn't supposed to be there. But everything they'd said, her vocal teacher and Kangta-sunbaenim, had made her wonder about singing, about what it was like to record or even pretend to, and so here she was, caught because she wanted to know.
"No, I'm not looking forward to winter," someone said, and Maggie hunched further under the board. "It's gray and horrible all the time."
"You just don't like snow, hyung," someone else teased.
"We have a lot of perfectly good reasons to want to stay in when there's ice on the roads," the first retorted, and the second responded with a laugh. A very pretty laugh.
Maggie just waited until they found her, hoping they wouldn't, but…
"Oh, it's on," the second voice said, sounding startled. "Did you see someone leave before we came in?"
"No, I was making sure you didn't walk into the door. Just make sure you turn it off when we're done."
"You could," the second man said, but Maggie heard no response.
A minute later, they sang, and Maggie stared at the floor - the only thing she could see - in utter disbelief. She didn't know the song, which didn't surprise her much, but it was an upbeat, cheerful thing that would have had her foot tapping if she hadn't needed to stay hidden. One of them had this amazing, clear-as-glass voice, the best she could describe it; the other had something rougher, smokier, maybe? But just as beautiful. She actually preferred it.
Slowly, she worked her way back out, dying to know what the people with the voices looked like, and carefully poked her head up to look in the recording booth. In the grand scheme of SME, one was average in looks (which put him high above the looks of most Korean men), and the other was pretty, one of the prettiest men she'd ever seen. After just a minute, though, she realized that the clear voice was his, the smoky one his companions, and then she ducked down when he turned to look at her. The singing stopped abruptly.
"There's a mouse in here, hyung."
"That's not funny, Ryeowook."
"It's got red hair."
Maggie cringed.
"That's not… what?"
He laughed that clear, pretty laugh again, closer, and then Maggie looked up into sparkling brown eyes. "Hi," he said. "Come on out."
"I'm sorry," she stammered, crawling out and standing up to brush herself off. "I just wanted to see what it was like in here. I didn't know anyone was coming in to sing."
"I know you." She looked at the other one, and he smiled at her. "She ran into YongWoon a few months ago."
"This is who SungMin was going on about?"
Maggie just listened, blushed, and tried to slink toward the door. If they kept talking to each other….
"You realize that with DongHae around, we always see what's going on around us," the pretty one said even as his friend grabbed her arm and stopped her.
"We would like to hear you sing," he said with a friendly smile.
Maggie stared at him, then his friend, eyes wide. "But… why?" she asked.
Eventually they badgered her into it. Her voice shook so much she didn't know what they could possibly get out of it. She was beginning to guess who they might be, and if that's the case, she was in so far over her head she might drown.
As soon as they let her go and she bowed herself out, she went to find her roommates, and plopped down next to Minhee. "So, Super Junior," she said.
"You didn't run into them, did you?"
HyunJu still wasn't talking to her for the debacle with SHINee. "No," Maggie said. "But vocals. One of them is really pretty, like prettier than me and that was without makeup…."
"Ryeowook," half the room responded.
"What?" She hadn't really understood then, either, and it took them three or four time for her to finally understand the name. "And the other… um, smoky voice, I guess…."
"Yesung. Jongwoon."
Not another with a stage name! Maggie sighed. "I'd need a picture to confirm."
"If his voice wasn't as clear as Ryeowook's but still amazing? Yesung-oppa. KyuHyun's is clear like Ryeowook's," YooMi said, hands over her heart, almost like she wanted to swoon.
"Here." YiJae handed her a phone with a picture on the front.
"Yes."
"Yesung-oppa," YiJae said. "And?"
"So… my vocal teacher said there was a group of the best singers in Super Junior. Who is it?"
MinHee smirked. "KyuHyun, Ryeowook, and Yesung. SungMin sings with them, now, too."
Maggie sighed and buried her face in her hands. "I was afraid you were going to say that."