Super Junior {Hankyung/Heechul; Sin Is As Sin Does}
Title: Sin Is As Sin Does
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul
Word count: 1,655
Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: The third time, he's standing at the side of the stage and he's jealous, there's no doubt about it any more.
A/N: I started this the first time Heechul kissed Sungmin and just finished it tonight - because that Shichul kiss is one of the hottest things I have ever seen and clearly I then went OH HAY LET ME BE A TINHAT SHIPPER and flailed about how HANCHUL IS REAL (because Shichul became Hanchul in my mind) and crazychickencow encouraged me and yeah. THIS IS WEIRD AND DISCONNECTED. For tokyolights and crazychickencow ♥
ETA: ehh, I wrote and posted this at midnight. If it makes no sense, then it makes no sense D:
Sin Is As Sin Does
Hankyung has never really considered himself to be a jealous person before. Back when he was dating in high school, filial girls who dressed in the correct manner and approached him with their feelings written down on paper and confessed, he was happy for them to talk to other guys, because that was what high school was; those girls had to talk to other guys, just like he had to talk to other girls.
But with Heechul, it's different - not least because Heechul isn't a girl, after all. He's not one of those daughters who looked at him with loyalty in their eyes, girls who clung onto his arm and laughed at what he said when it was funny and comforted him when he said something that wasn't funny and whose mouths tasted of innocence and strawberry lip gloss; girls with dreams of marriage and a couple of kids and who wanted that maybe not with him, but at some point in the future.
Heechul laughs at him all the time and when he looks at Hankyung it's sometimes hunger and sometimes amusement and sometimes understanding and sometimes mischief and it makes Hankyung shiver and want to hold that in his hands, just his own, forever. There are no letters handed over and there are no hearts exchanged (with words, at least, but Hankyung knows how he feels) and there is no innocence in Heechul's mouth, but somehow Hankyung is deeper into this than he ever thought he would be, that first night when Heechul pressed his fingers to his jaw and kissed him until Hankyung was undone.
Heechul is a constant and yet he is so fleeting, the attention that he gives you is so momentary that sometimes Hankyung can't help himself; he wants to be the only one that Heechul looks at, wants to be the only one that Heechul touches or even thinks about, wants it so hard that sometimes he wonders what Heechul would do if he told him "don't look at anyone else", and then he laughs, because that's ridiculous, because Heechul lives off doing the insane thing that no one else has thought of, and Hankyung lives off Heechul.
He's backstage when it happens the first time. Jungmo comes off stage grinning and Heechul is bounding around and all Hankyung manages to hear is 'we kissed; management are going to kill us' before they have to go on for the next song, but Hankyung brings it up again that night and Heechul laughs at him and tells him that it was fan service, and that 'Hannie should stop taking it so seriously'.
Hankyung doesn't see when it's with Sungmin either, but the two come off stage smiling at each other, and there's a connection there, an insane spark that makes Hankyung's blood run cold, and the second time Sungmin and Heechul sit together on the bus home and laugh hysterically together - and when Hankyung brings it up, Heechul just shrugs and tells him that Sungmin is more like him than he knew.
"Are you jealous?" asks Heechul, and his eyes are so perceptive even in the darkness that Hankyung hopes that the bundle of feelings that is pitted in his stomach is showing on his face because honestly, he doesn't know how he feels. But it probably is jealousy.
"I don't think so," he says instead, and he sees the flash of Heechul's teeth and then they are biting at his bottom lip and Hankyung pushes all other thoughts out of his mind because for now, he can have Heechul's undivided attention and he wants to take advantage of that.
The third time, he's standing at the side of the stage and he's jealous, there's no doubt about it any more. Siwon walks backstage and falls on Hankyung, apology after apology falling from his mouth but Hankyung just shakes him off and Siwon must see the look on his face because he doesn't make any move to continue and instead just runs back to the dressing room to find his copy of the Bible. Heechul comes off looking so triumphant that it annoys Hankyung that little bit more. The fact that Heechul looks so fucking hot like that doesn't help any; it's like he's doing it on purpose.
"What the fuck was that?" he bites out, and Heechul barely even looks at him, just sends a cool what do you think it was in his general direction and continues down the hallway. Hankyung stands there in disbelief for a second and then follows him.
"Heechul," he says, and Heechul turns around, and then he's grinning and babbling at twenty miles an hour.
"It was so good, wasn't it? I swear to God - except I probably shouldn't, he just lost his favourite disciple, wow. Do you think I'm really going to hell now? God. That was just - they loved it. Seriously. Hankyung, I swear, they might frown at this sort of stuff - management is going to murder me, that is hilarious - but the fans, they eat it up, they love it, they loved it and I-"
Hankyung stills his rambling by pushing him suddenly against the nearest wall, hands held against his head, one of Hankyung's knees between his thighs, and Heechul blinks at him rapidly, his breathing heavy, his gaze slightly unfocused, and then he bites his bottom lip and Hankyung knows that look; it hits him suddenly.
"You get off on this stuff, don't you?" he asks, leaning in a bit closer, and Heechul's eyes watch his lips as they move.
"Not like this before," he says, and fuck, how did Hankyung not notice how tight his voice seemed before? "Only when - you're watching me."
Hankyung pauses at that. "When I'm watching?"
"You watched," purrs Heechul, and presses his body up against Hankyung's and it is so lucky that there is no one else in the corridor, no one there to see this, private and secretive (and so different to those kisses on stage). "I knew you were watching and I knew -- I knew that you'd react like this. Knew that it would make your blood boil, knew that it would make you possessive and territorial and I wasn't wrong, was I?"
"You--" says Hankyung, and then can't go on, because Heechul is brilliant and everything that Hankyung wants to say has gotten lost up in the sudden spark of lust that rushes through his body when he notices the way Heechul is looking at him; it's triumph and hunger and something else there that Heechul would never vocalise (and neither would Hankyung because that is not what they are, although that is what they are). "You should stop," is all he manages to say.
"When you react like this?" asks Heechul, wrists pulling against Hankyung's hold. "When I react like this? Not likely."
"You should stop," repeats Hankyung, and he lets go of Heechul's wrists and immediately Heechul's hands are pressed to his face and he is kissing him with such desperation that Hankyung almost falls over - because Heechul is never desperate, never out of control - and Heechul's body is hot against his, so fucking lithe and Hankyung takes hold of his hips and revels in the drowning that occurs whenever Heechul kisses him. Heechul is now muttering things against his lips, and he sounds incoherent and that makes Hankyung stop and take notice.
"Only you," he is saying, as his hand slips from his face and pushes past the material of his shirt and his fingers touch against Hankyung's collar bone. "Never like this - crazy and ridiculous and never like this. Never so - fucking right. Never like this."
"Only me," says Hankyung, and it is like he is confirming it in his own mind.
"Only you," says Heechul, and he is laughing at Hankyung, the noise muffled between their mouths and Hankyung's fingers tingle and he places his hand on the back of Heechul's thigh and pulls his leg up to hook around his waist and then pulls Heechul up and against him and holds him there, between the wall and Hankyung's body - and Heechul laughs harder, but it's breathless and is one of the hottest things Hankyung has ever heard.
"They don't do it like this," says Heechul, and he sounds amused and exasperated but above all turned on. His voice is low and his words are breathed into Hankyung's ear, and Hankyung's hand is pushing Heechul's shirt up when there is a clearing of a throat down at the end of the corridor, and Sungmin is tapping his foot and clearly doesn't seem in any way bothered by the scene in front of him.
"We're in the middle of a concert," he says. "In case you hadn't noticed. Eeteuk sent me to find you."
"Oh my god, fuck you," groans Heechul, and flips Sungmin off, and turns to try to kiss Hankyung again, who pulls away and sets him back on the floor and ignores the bitching that follows, because Sungmin is right.
"Tonight," is all Hankyung says before he walks to the dressing room, and tonight doesn't come soon enough and the others in the dorm avert their eyes as Heechul practically throws himself at him as soon as they step through the door, and Hankyung doesn't push him away and has to find his way back to his bedroom with his eyes closed and Heechul in his arms. But he manages it, somehow, and presses Heechul into the sheets and fucks him until Heechul is gasping his name and muffling his cries against his neck; and Hankyung knows that he won't ever let this go. He won't ever allow it to stop.
Secretly he thanks Yehsung from stopping him from kissing Heechul on stage, because he knows that he wouldn't have been able to stop that time. Wouldn't have wanted to stop. Ever.
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Hankyung/Heechul
Word count: 1,655
Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: The third time, he's standing at the side of the stage and he's jealous, there's no doubt about it any more.
A/N: I started this the first time Heechul kissed Sungmin and just finished it tonight - because that Shichul kiss is one of the hottest things I have ever seen and clearly I then went OH HAY LET ME BE A TINHAT SHIPPER and flailed about how HANCHUL IS REAL (because Shichul became Hanchul in my mind) and crazychickencow encouraged me and yeah. THIS IS WEIRD AND DISCONNECTED. For tokyolights and crazychickencow ♥
ETA: ehh, I wrote and posted this at midnight. If it makes no sense, then it makes no sense D:
Sin Is As Sin Does
Hankyung has never really considered himself to be a jealous person before. Back when he was dating in high school, filial girls who dressed in the correct manner and approached him with their feelings written down on paper and confessed, he was happy for them to talk to other guys, because that was what high school was; those girls had to talk to other guys, just like he had to talk to other girls.
But with Heechul, it's different - not least because Heechul isn't a girl, after all. He's not one of those daughters who looked at him with loyalty in their eyes, girls who clung onto his arm and laughed at what he said when it was funny and comforted him when he said something that wasn't funny and whose mouths tasted of innocence and strawberry lip gloss; girls with dreams of marriage and a couple of kids and who wanted that maybe not with him, but at some point in the future.
Heechul laughs at him all the time and when he looks at Hankyung it's sometimes hunger and sometimes amusement and sometimes understanding and sometimes mischief and it makes Hankyung shiver and want to hold that in his hands, just his own, forever. There are no letters handed over and there are no hearts exchanged (with words, at least, but Hankyung knows how he feels) and there is no innocence in Heechul's mouth, but somehow Hankyung is deeper into this than he ever thought he would be, that first night when Heechul pressed his fingers to his jaw and kissed him until Hankyung was undone.
Heechul is a constant and yet he is so fleeting, the attention that he gives you is so momentary that sometimes Hankyung can't help himself; he wants to be the only one that Heechul looks at, wants to be the only one that Heechul touches or even thinks about, wants it so hard that sometimes he wonders what Heechul would do if he told him "don't look at anyone else", and then he laughs, because that's ridiculous, because Heechul lives off doing the insane thing that no one else has thought of, and Hankyung lives off Heechul.
He's backstage when it happens the first time. Jungmo comes off stage grinning and Heechul is bounding around and all Hankyung manages to hear is 'we kissed; management are going to kill us' before they have to go on for the next song, but Hankyung brings it up again that night and Heechul laughs at him and tells him that it was fan service, and that 'Hannie should stop taking it so seriously'.
Hankyung doesn't see when it's with Sungmin either, but the two come off stage smiling at each other, and there's a connection there, an insane spark that makes Hankyung's blood run cold, and the second time Sungmin and Heechul sit together on the bus home and laugh hysterically together - and when Hankyung brings it up, Heechul just shrugs and tells him that Sungmin is more like him than he knew.
"Are you jealous?" asks Heechul, and his eyes are so perceptive even in the darkness that Hankyung hopes that the bundle of feelings that is pitted in his stomach is showing on his face because honestly, he doesn't know how he feels. But it probably is jealousy.
"I don't think so," he says instead, and he sees the flash of Heechul's teeth and then they are biting at his bottom lip and Hankyung pushes all other thoughts out of his mind because for now, he can have Heechul's undivided attention and he wants to take advantage of that.
The third time, he's standing at the side of the stage and he's jealous, there's no doubt about it any more. Siwon walks backstage and falls on Hankyung, apology after apology falling from his mouth but Hankyung just shakes him off and Siwon must see the look on his face because he doesn't make any move to continue and instead just runs back to the dressing room to find his copy of the Bible. Heechul comes off looking so triumphant that it annoys Hankyung that little bit more. The fact that Heechul looks so fucking hot like that doesn't help any; it's like he's doing it on purpose.
"What the fuck was that?" he bites out, and Heechul barely even looks at him, just sends a cool what do you think it was in his general direction and continues down the hallway. Hankyung stands there in disbelief for a second and then follows him.
"Heechul," he says, and Heechul turns around, and then he's grinning and babbling at twenty miles an hour.
"It was so good, wasn't it? I swear to God - except I probably shouldn't, he just lost his favourite disciple, wow. Do you think I'm really going to hell now? God. That was just - they loved it. Seriously. Hankyung, I swear, they might frown at this sort of stuff - management is going to murder me, that is hilarious - but the fans, they eat it up, they love it, they loved it and I-"
Hankyung stills his rambling by pushing him suddenly against the nearest wall, hands held against his head, one of Hankyung's knees between his thighs, and Heechul blinks at him rapidly, his breathing heavy, his gaze slightly unfocused, and then he bites his bottom lip and Hankyung knows that look; it hits him suddenly.
"You get off on this stuff, don't you?" he asks, leaning in a bit closer, and Heechul's eyes watch his lips as they move.
"Not like this before," he says, and fuck, how did Hankyung not notice how tight his voice seemed before? "Only when - you're watching me."
Hankyung pauses at that. "When I'm watching?"
"You watched," purrs Heechul, and presses his body up against Hankyung's and it is so lucky that there is no one else in the corridor, no one there to see this, private and secretive (and so different to those kisses on stage). "I knew you were watching and I knew -- I knew that you'd react like this. Knew that it would make your blood boil, knew that it would make you possessive and territorial and I wasn't wrong, was I?"
"You--" says Hankyung, and then can't go on, because Heechul is brilliant and everything that Hankyung wants to say has gotten lost up in the sudden spark of lust that rushes through his body when he notices the way Heechul is looking at him; it's triumph and hunger and something else there that Heechul would never vocalise (and neither would Hankyung because that is not what they are, although that is what they are). "You should stop," is all he manages to say.
"When you react like this?" asks Heechul, wrists pulling against Hankyung's hold. "When I react like this? Not likely."
"You should stop," repeats Hankyung, and he lets go of Heechul's wrists and immediately Heechul's hands are pressed to his face and he is kissing him with such desperation that Hankyung almost falls over - because Heechul is never desperate, never out of control - and Heechul's body is hot against his, so fucking lithe and Hankyung takes hold of his hips and revels in the drowning that occurs whenever Heechul kisses him. Heechul is now muttering things against his lips, and he sounds incoherent and that makes Hankyung stop and take notice.
"Only you," he is saying, as his hand slips from his face and pushes past the material of his shirt and his fingers touch against Hankyung's collar bone. "Never like this - crazy and ridiculous and never like this. Never so - fucking right. Never like this."
"Only me," says Hankyung, and it is like he is confirming it in his own mind.
"Only you," says Heechul, and he is laughing at Hankyung, the noise muffled between their mouths and Hankyung's fingers tingle and he places his hand on the back of Heechul's thigh and pulls his leg up to hook around his waist and then pulls Heechul up and against him and holds him there, between the wall and Hankyung's body - and Heechul laughs harder, but it's breathless and is one of the hottest things Hankyung has ever heard.
"They don't do it like this," says Heechul, and he sounds amused and exasperated but above all turned on. His voice is low and his words are breathed into Hankyung's ear, and Hankyung's hand is pushing Heechul's shirt up when there is a clearing of a throat down at the end of the corridor, and Sungmin is tapping his foot and clearly doesn't seem in any way bothered by the scene in front of him.
"We're in the middle of a concert," he says. "In case you hadn't noticed. Eeteuk sent me to find you."
"Oh my god, fuck you," groans Heechul, and flips Sungmin off, and turns to try to kiss Hankyung again, who pulls away and sets him back on the floor and ignores the bitching that follows, because Sungmin is right.
"Tonight," is all Hankyung says before he walks to the dressing room, and tonight doesn't come soon enough and the others in the dorm avert their eyes as Heechul practically throws himself at him as soon as they step through the door, and Hankyung doesn't push him away and has to find his way back to his bedroom with his eyes closed and Heechul in his arms. But he manages it, somehow, and presses Heechul into the sheets and fucks him until Heechul is gasping his name and muffling his cries against his neck; and Hankyung knows that he won't ever let this go. He won't ever allow it to stop.
Secretly he thanks Yehsung from stopping him from kissing Heechul on stage, because he knows that he wouldn't have been able to stop that time. Wouldn't have wanted to stop. Ever.