HanKyung Drabbles
Round Two of birthday drabbles for chuchama, now pathetically late. I'm sorry. ;-; I ♥ you really.
The first two drabbles can be found on kits_candy_land, though you do have to join to see those ones now as I lock all fiction posts after week or so. You however, do not need to WATCH the comm which means it wont show up on your flist if you only join if that's how you prefer it. :3 Please join though. I appreciate it a lot.
03. Pretend//HanHyun//396 words//PG-13
Warnings: angst, sensitive issues
Han Kyung closed his eyes as he listened to Kang In relating the news of what had happened. He could hear the thickness in the other man’s voice and when he looked into the lover of their leader’s eyes he knew that it couldn’t be a cruel prank because the worry and fear he saw there was not something that could be fabricated. He saw his own soul and emotions reflected in the other’s eyes.
“I have to go to the hospital,” Han Kyung told Kang In his eyes showing his panic, his hands trembling as he pushed himself onto unsteady feet, determined to go to his lover’s side. He tried to push away the strong arms that encircled him, comforting but still holding him back from the place he should be. “You can’t go, you know that. His parents are there, that’s enough…We’ll be able to visit him soon I’m sure,” Kang In said in a tender voice he usually didn’t use with anyone but Ee Teuk.
“What if that doesn’t happen!? If everything you said is true he might not even make it! I want to see him…How can you keep me away from him?” Han Kyung said, his eyes angry as he shoved at the other suddenly, showing an anger that was not usual for the calm man. “What if he dies thinking I didn’t care about him?”
“He won’t die!” Kang In yelled after he was pushed. “Now you are going to stay here like we’ve been told. They’ll call us if anything happens I’m sure. Try to get some rest and don’t stay up all night freaking out. You know Kyu Hyun wouldn’t want that.”
Han Kyung shook his head, closing his eyes again and pressing his face to his hands. He just wanted to pretend this hadn’t happened. This was a dream…this was a movie…this was someone else’s life. His lover wasn’t in the hospital horrendously injured…but as comforting arms surrounded him again and he felt as if his heart burst and he broke down in tears he knew none of that was true. This was real. It was his life and his lover’s, his soulmate’s life was in the balance at that moment.
“I can’t live without him…”
“And he can’t die without you,” Kang In murmured, rubbing his friend’s back and praying that the words would ring true.
THE END (of the drabble…you know how it ends for real… ♥)
04. Desire//HanHae//295 words//NC-17
“I need you right now,” Han Kyung moaned as he grasped at Dong Hae’s arms, pulling him down onto himself. “Stop teasing me,” he said, a haze of arousal clouding his eyes though they still held a fire burning desperately for his lover.
Dong Hae laughed as he looked down at Han Kyung’s pleading face, leaning down and kissing him fully, passionately and with an edge of possessiveness. His hands pulled away from between the other’s legs moving to pull the other’s hips up. They were both already prepared for this, they both needed this like they needed air and Dong Hae was tired of the teasing just as much as Han Kyung was at that point.
At first it was a gentle push, making sure not to harm the dancer beneath him, groans slipping out both of the lovers. “So tight, Hannie,” Dong Hae whispered against the other’s ear, pulling back and then pushing back in forcefully. “God, I love how you feel around me. Tell me you love it,” he told the other, as they found a rhythm together, moving in sensual tandem.
“I love your hard cock fucking me,” Han Kyung moaned, making the crass, dirty words coming from his mouth sound even sexier, sending pulses of need through Dong Hae’s body. The moved together, hissing words of need and desire…of love and lust to each other, moving as one.
Their movements sent them higher and higher, spiraling to the precipice of their release before it came crashing down on them as if falling off a waterfall and plunging into the depths. After the initial blinding shock they surfaced again, gasping for air, scrambling to find their thoughts, to regain control of their panting bodies.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
THE END
05. Exhaustion//HyukHan//298 words//PG
Hyuk Jae yawned as he flopped down on the ground, lying back after the extra dance he and Han Kyung had decided to do. Except, that he hadn’t really been planning on doing just as much extra as he had done in the regular. As much as he loved dancing he was exhausted and didn’t even want to think about dancing or walking or anything that required energy for the next century. All he wanted was to sleep. A yawn slipped out of his mouth as he curled up a little on the floor, using his bag as a pillow.
A groan slipped out of Han Kyung’s mouth as he saw Hyuk Jae curled up, sighing a bit. He was tired and sore and he just wanted to go home now, but there was no way he could just leave Hyuk Jae there. The other would surely just sleep in the dance studio all night. With a frustrated he moved beside the other and nudged him with his food. “Yah! Hyuk Jae, wake up,” he said loudly, nudging him again.
The younger whined and grabbed at the annoying foot trying to wake him up. “Lemme sleep, hyung. Tired,” he pouted, hugging the foot as if it were a stuffed animal or something of the sort. At least like that it couldn’t be waking him up anymore.
Han Kyung groaned again in frustration, shaking his foot loose with some difficulty and feeling mighty grateful for how good his balance. He sighed and kneeled beside the other, brushing his hair away from the other’s face. “You are too much trouble, Hyuk Jae,” he muttered, curling up beside him and wrapping an arm around the other’s small waist.
He couldn’t let him sleep in the dance studio alone now could he.
THE END
Author’s Notes: Comments are ♥. So please gimme gimme! Lol.
To Rian: I’m sorry these are so late chuchama…I’m going to try to finish them all up + your Shinhwa fic by the end of the week. ♥ Honest to god the Shinhwa thing is almost done I had just lost a large portion of the ending and it made me so upset that I just haven’t been able to force myself to rewrite it. I love you and I hope you can forgive me!
The first two drabbles can be found on kits_candy_land, though you do have to join to see those ones now as I lock all fiction posts after week or so. You however, do not need to WATCH the comm which means it wont show up on your flist if you only join if that's how you prefer it. :3 Please join though. I appreciate it a lot.
03. Pretend//HanHyun//396 words//PG-13
Warnings: angst, sensitive issues
Han Kyung closed his eyes as he listened to Kang In relating the news of what had happened. He could hear the thickness in the other man’s voice and when he looked into the lover of their leader’s eyes he knew that it couldn’t be a cruel prank because the worry and fear he saw there was not something that could be fabricated. He saw his own soul and emotions reflected in the other’s eyes.
“I have to go to the hospital,” Han Kyung told Kang In his eyes showing his panic, his hands trembling as he pushed himself onto unsteady feet, determined to go to his lover’s side. He tried to push away the strong arms that encircled him, comforting but still holding him back from the place he should be. “You can’t go, you know that. His parents are there, that’s enough…We’ll be able to visit him soon I’m sure,” Kang In said in a tender voice he usually didn’t use with anyone but Ee Teuk.
“What if that doesn’t happen!? If everything you said is true he might not even make it! I want to see him…How can you keep me away from him?” Han Kyung said, his eyes angry as he shoved at the other suddenly, showing an anger that was not usual for the calm man. “What if he dies thinking I didn’t care about him?”
“He won’t die!” Kang In yelled after he was pushed. “Now you are going to stay here like we’ve been told. They’ll call us if anything happens I’m sure. Try to get some rest and don’t stay up all night freaking out. You know Kyu Hyun wouldn’t want that.”
Han Kyung shook his head, closing his eyes again and pressing his face to his hands. He just wanted to pretend this hadn’t happened. This was a dream…this was a movie…this was someone else’s life. His lover wasn’t in the hospital horrendously injured…but as comforting arms surrounded him again and he felt as if his heart burst and he broke down in tears he knew none of that was true. This was real. It was his life and his lover’s, his soulmate’s life was in the balance at that moment.
“I can’t live without him…”
“And he can’t die without you,” Kang In murmured, rubbing his friend’s back and praying that the words would ring true.
THE END (of the drabble…you know how it ends for real… ♥)
04. Desire//HanHae//295 words//NC-17
“I need you right now,” Han Kyung moaned as he grasped at Dong Hae’s arms, pulling him down onto himself. “Stop teasing me,” he said, a haze of arousal clouding his eyes though they still held a fire burning desperately for his lover.
Dong Hae laughed as he looked down at Han Kyung’s pleading face, leaning down and kissing him fully, passionately and with an edge of possessiveness. His hands pulled away from between the other’s legs moving to pull the other’s hips up. They were both already prepared for this, they both needed this like they needed air and Dong Hae was tired of the teasing just as much as Han Kyung was at that point.
At first it was a gentle push, making sure not to harm the dancer beneath him, groans slipping out both of the lovers. “So tight, Hannie,” Dong Hae whispered against the other’s ear, pulling back and then pushing back in forcefully. “God, I love how you feel around me. Tell me you love it,” he told the other, as they found a rhythm together, moving in sensual tandem.
“I love your hard cock fucking me,” Han Kyung moaned, making the crass, dirty words coming from his mouth sound even sexier, sending pulses of need through Dong Hae’s body. The moved together, hissing words of need and desire…of love and lust to each other, moving as one.
Their movements sent them higher and higher, spiraling to the precipice of their release before it came crashing down on them as if falling off a waterfall and plunging into the depths. After the initial blinding shock they surfaced again, gasping for air, scrambling to find their thoughts, to regain control of their panting bodies.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
THE END
05. Exhaustion//HyukHan//298 words//PG
Hyuk Jae yawned as he flopped down on the ground, lying back after the extra dance he and Han Kyung had decided to do. Except, that he hadn’t really been planning on doing just as much extra as he had done in the regular. As much as he loved dancing he was exhausted and didn’t even want to think about dancing or walking or anything that required energy for the next century. All he wanted was to sleep. A yawn slipped out of his mouth as he curled up a little on the floor, using his bag as a pillow.
A groan slipped out of Han Kyung’s mouth as he saw Hyuk Jae curled up, sighing a bit. He was tired and sore and he just wanted to go home now, but there was no way he could just leave Hyuk Jae there. The other would surely just sleep in the dance studio all night. With a frustrated he moved beside the other and nudged him with his food. “Yah! Hyuk Jae, wake up,” he said loudly, nudging him again.
The younger whined and grabbed at the annoying foot trying to wake him up. “Lemme sleep, hyung. Tired,” he pouted, hugging the foot as if it were a stuffed animal or something of the sort. At least like that it couldn’t be waking him up anymore.
Han Kyung groaned again in frustration, shaking his foot loose with some difficulty and feeling mighty grateful for how good his balance. He sighed and kneeled beside the other, brushing his hair away from the other’s face. “You are too much trouble, Hyuk Jae,” he muttered, curling up beside him and wrapping an arm around the other’s small waist.
He couldn’t let him sleep in the dance studio alone now could he.
THE END
Author’s Notes: Comments are ♥. So please gimme gimme! Lol.
To Rian: I’m sorry these are so late chuchama…I’m going to try to finish them all up + your Shinhwa fic by the end of the week. ♥ Honest to god the Shinhwa thing is almost done I had just lost a large portion of the ending and it made me so upset that I just haven’t been able to force myself to rewrite it. I love you and I hope you can forgive me!