Why it Must be Me? - Chapter 2
Title: The Maknae's Dilemma Series: Story 1 - Cho Kyuhyun of Super Junior (Why it Must be Me?)
Author: imaginarybulb
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Pairing(s): Kyuhyun/?, Eunhyuk/Kibum/Donghae, Kyuhyun/Sungmin, Kangin/Leeteuk, Hankyung/Heechul, parings may come and go
Summary: It had always been the three of them. Everyone knew that, so does Kyuhyun. Especially Kyuhyun. But still, Kyuhyun succumbed into their world.
Earlier 2007
Kyuhyun groaned at the light that seeped through the windows. He draped his arm over his eyes to prevent the light from piercing his eyes. Just then, a soft hand patted his hair and Kyuhyun reluctantly remove his arm to see the owner of the soft hand.
“Morning, beautiful~”
Kyuhyun groaned, of course, it’s Sungmin hyung… “Funny, hyung… Yesterday you called me ‘cutie’ and the day before ‘sexy’ and the day before ‘pretty’, and today it’s ‘beautiful’?”
Sungmin chuckled, “Well, it’s not like I’m telling a lie…”
Kyuhyun blushed lightly, “…Whatever…. I’m used to it by the way…” Because this thing is a routine, a cycle…
Sungmin hummed in response, “Get up, maknae. We have schedule today. You don’t want to be late.”
Kyuhyun buried his face into the pillow, “Urghh…. 5 minutes? I’m sleepy…”
Sungmin sighed, “You have to get up.” He stood up from the bed, “Hurry up, Teukie hyung will be mad at me if you’re still sleeping.” He smacked Kyuhyun’s butt playfully before exiting the room, “Wake up or no breakfast ‘beautiful’~”
Kyuhyun groaned in the pillow. Pervert.
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“Morning Kyu!” Leeteuk cooed at the maknae and pinched his cheeks, making the later groaned in pain. “Aigoo! So cute in the morning~! Come eat breakfast!”
“Morning Kyu!” Shindong patted the maknae’s head and the later responded with a nod and a quiet ‘morning hyung’.
“Good morning, Kyuhyunnie!” Siwon kissed his cheek, today is left cheek.
“Morning brat,” Heechul yawned, but still pats his head affectionately.
“Morning Kyu~” Hankyung smiled broadly as he served the infamous Beijing Fried Rice for him.
“Good morning, maknae,” Yesung sat across him, stared at him for a while and touch his philtrum when he’s too sleepy to reply and pinch his nose playfully if he replies. Today is philtrum touching.
“Morning you rascal,” Kangin laughed and ruffled his hair wildly (and earned whines from him, Sungmin and Leeteuk for messing with his great hair) before stealing one spoonful of his rice (that was supposed to be in his stomach right now).
“Good morning, KyuKyu~!!” Ryeowook chirped in happily, kissing his cheek, where Siwon didn’t, and today is right cheek from Wookie hyung.
And then, breakfast started normally and exactly 5 minutes after that, Eunhyuk, Kibum and Donghae would come in, muttering ‘morning’ at the rest of the group.
Kyuhyun shouldn’t have care about how Donghae and Eunhyuk would just say, ‘morning, Kyuhyun (not Kyu or maknae or Kyuhyunnie or KyuKyu or sexy or beautiful or pretty or cutie. Just Kyuhyun)’ while they greeted the others cheerily and happily.
Kyuhyun shouldn’t have care about how Eunhyuk frowned and Donghae just stare in disapproval when Kibum would hug him from behind with a cheerful ‘morning Kyuhyunnie~’ and kissed his forehead (that belongs to Kibum, not for Siwon and not for Ryeowook either).
Kyuhyun shouldn’t have care about how his heart clenched and hurts like hell and the concerned and pointed look Ryeowook gave him.
He shouldn’t have, but he care anyway.
Because it’s a routine, every single morning. A vicious cycle if you ask him.
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Kyuhyun landed on his bed with a heavy sigh. It had been a long day for him and all he wanted to do is sleeping.
“Yah, get up. Take a bath or at least change into pajamas,” of course, Sungmin would never let him do what he wants.
“Don’t wanna…” acting like a spoilt maknae he was, Kyuhyun wrapped himself in Sungmin’s pink blanket (no matter how much he despise the color) and let the exhaustion putting him to sleep.
But again, Sungmin would never let him do what he wants.
The older male grabbed the blanket and yanked it from Kyuhyun’s grip, making the later yelped in surprise when Sungmin’s action made him rolled like a sausage onto the floor with a loud thump.
“Ow!! Dammit, hyung! That hurts!!”
“Serve you right, maknae and don’t curse at your hyung,” Sungmin slapped his head lightly. “Now, get your pretty ass to the bathroom and clean yourself up. Brush your teeth and change into pajamas before you go to sleep, understand?”
Kyuhyun pouted, “But hyung~ I’m tired. I wanna sleep right noooowww!!”
Sungmin shook his head, his hands rested on his hips, “Nuh-uh, stop abusing your maknae power, Kyu. You have to clean up. I don’t want you to sleep with sweat all over your body.”
“Hyung--”
“Or you want me to drag you to the bathroom and bathe you myself? Cause I would like that,” Sungmin smirked at the look of Kyuhyun’s face. The maknae was as red as a tomato, “I CAN DO IT MYSELF!!” He stood up and practically ran towards the bathroom, leaving Sungmin laughing at the maknae’s cute shyness.
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It was 3 in the morning and no matter how sleepy Kyuhyun felt earlier, he still couldn’t sleep. Damn Sungmin hyung for making me took a bath… Now I’m fully awake… But no, Kyuhyun knew it’s not because of the bath or Sungmin, he actually felt uneasy and thus couldn’t bring himself to sleep. He tried to count the sheep (Leeteuk’s tips), and even sing and his eyes were heavy but he couldn’t sleep. Weird, but that’s the truth.
Frustrated, Kyuhyun gets up from his bed and woke Sungmin up (revenge is sweet). The older male groaned and mumbled some incoherent words before sleepily opened his eyes, “What is it, Kyu….?”
“Hyung…” Kyuhyun whined. “Hyung, I can’t sleep…”
Sungmin frowned, “But you said you’re extremely tried and sleepy earlier.”
“I know…” Kyuhyun sighed, “But I can’t sleep now… It’s all because of you told me to take a bath.”
Sungmin managed to stretch a small smirk despite his sleepiness, “Whatever you say, maknae-ah… Try warm milk and honey, it always works for me.”
Kyuhyun pouted and nodded, “….Okay, I’ll try. But if I still can’t sleep, you have to sing me lullaby, okay?”
Sungmin chuckled, “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
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Sungmin jumped in surprise when Kyuhyun barged into their room after a few minutes the maknae was supposed to make his warm milk and honey drink. Daze and confused, Sungmin felt Kyuhyun wrapped his arms around his body and buried his face into his chest.
“Wh- Yah, Kyuhyun-ah, what happened? Is it a burglar? Or crazy fans? Wha--” his sentence was cut off when he felt wet on his shirt. Kyuhyun was crying.
Why? “Kyu… What’s going on? Why are you crying?” Sungmin was dumb-founded at the maknae’s action. Why was Kyuhyun’s crying? Was he hurt somewhere? He let Kyuhyun hugged him and buried his face onto his chest, wetting his favorite pink pajamas with his tears.
“Kyu…” Sungmin gripped his biceps and pulled him away a bit, to look at his face. “Tell me, what happened?” Kyuhyun sobbed harder as tears flow down his redden cheeks heavily like a waterfall. Sungmin’s heart broke seeing their - his - precious maknae looking so vulnerable like this.
“It… I-It h-hurts…h-yung…”
Realization hits Sungmin because he knew what the younger was talking about. He knew everything about Eunhyuk, Donghae and Kibum. He also knew that Kyuhyun had promised to himself that he’ll stop.
What had happened?
Just then, Sungmin heard some noise from outside their room, just a soft noise but loud enough for Sungmin to frowned, “Oh, Kyu….” and Kyuhyun sobbed harder.
Sungmin slowly wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun’s shaken body, pulling him closer, close enough for Sungmin to feel Kyuhyun’s breath on his collar when Kyuhyun kept shedding his tears.
Sungmin closed his eyes as he buried his nose into Kyuhyun’s soft hair, inhaling the sweet scent and in the same time, murmuring words of assurance for the maknae. It may sound cruel but Sungmin felt a tiny bit of happiness when things like this happen because he can hold Kyuhyun close like this. He will feel like someone that Kyuhyun trust and needed (Ryeowook too of course, but at least Kyuhyun was holding onto him, and not the eternal maknae).
Carefully, Sungmin placed Kyuhyun down so that the maknae was lying down on the bed - his bed - without letting him go. With left arm supporting and hugging Kyuhyun, he used his right hand to pull his pink blanket and draped it onto their flushed bodies.
Kyuhyun’s sob slowed down as he asked, “Am I not beautiful, hyung?”
Sungmin’s eyes soften because of the innocent question but there’s also a flash of hurt for watching the maknae looking so fragile, “You are beautiful…”
“Then….” Kyuhyun sniffed and Sungmin somewhat knew what he’s going to ask.
“Why can’t I be with them?”
Sungmin was ready for that question but he couldn’t help but felt his heart ached and twitch at the same time. He held the maknae’s closer and pulled his head into his chest so that the maknae won’t saw his teary eyes, “….Go to sleep…”
Sungmin was glad Kyuhyun was asleep so that he won’t hear his voice cracked and a single tear escaped Sungmin’s closed eyes.
You are beautiful to me, Kyuhyun-ah…