Immodesty, a Suju Fanfiction
This fic is the product of a challenge between astormisbrewing , cereal_strawz , and myself. Have you ever done one of those "Which Super Junior Member are You Most Compatible With?" or "Which Super Junior Member Are you?" Quizzes? Well, we were bored and did one. Apparently I am Kim Kibum and I am most compatible with Choi Siwon. And so...that is the meaning of the characters of this fic. The word I got was Immodesty. Enjoy.
I don't know much about Kibum's personality so please forgive me for any mistakes... :)
Title: Immodesty
Pairing: Siwon and Kibum, not so ninja!SiChul, SiHanChul if you squint…really hard…but it’s there, it’s always there.
Genre: comedy
Rating: PG-13
Length: 590
Summary: Immodesty (n.) lack of modesty or decency; forwardness, impudence; indelicacy, impropriety; an instance of this.
“Have you no modesty? Going out in that?”
Kibum blinked, before looking down at his outfit, then back up at Siwon who stood in the doorway of the kitchen holding a muffin. Then he looked to the clock behind Siwon. “It’s eight thirty at night, why are you eating a muffin?”
Siwon deigned that topic not important enough to answer. Instead, he continued his earlier query. “You can practically see your butt in those jeans.”
“Why are you looking at my ass?” Kibum stated bluntly.
Siwon paused, as if unsure how to answer, but it fazed him for only a moment. His own reply came a millisecond later. “It’s not that hard when the holes in your jeans are big enough to put my hand in.”
“Why do you want to put your hand in my pants?”
Siwon almost lost his grip on the doorframe. He stumbled a bit, regaining his balance. His muffin, on the other hand, suffered a worse fate.
Kibum put out his foot to stop it from rolling into the living room before looking back at the taller man. Siwon had placed his hand to his face as he leaned in the doorway, trying to cover up the embarrassed blush that was rising to his cheeks by striking a pose. Kibum was unaffected, and simply squatted down and grabbed the muffin.
He squeezed past Siwon-who pressed himself against the doorframe to give him plenty of room-and threw the muffin into the trash. He brushed his hands on his pants, wiping the crumbs from his palms, and the action brought attention back to his attire…and Siwon’s apparent problem with it.
“It’s indecent.” Siwon huffed, crossing his arms, “No one on earth would wear something that deprave.”
“You seem awfully worried about my state of depravity.” Kibum opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He leaned against the fridge door and twisted off the cap with a soft pop. He paused, looking up at Siwon for a response before taking a sip.
“Someone has to have a conscience here.”
“I don’t have one?”
“No one who wears pants that have gone through a paper shredder does!”
“Kibummie! Are you ready?” Came the sing-song voice of Heechul as he waltzed into the room. He walked
up to Kibum, grabbing the water bottle out of his hands and taking a sip. He turned to Siwon, who was staring at him in a mixture of horror and shock.
Heechul looked down at his jeans and grinned the pure ‘I know I’m hot’ grin, “How does it look?” He cocked his hip a bit to the left, and the action caused a large expanse of skin around his inner thigh to shift beneath the jean material, becoming more visible.
“Great,” Siwon whispered in a gruff, strained voice.
“Hannie and I are taking him out clubbing since he’s leaving so soon, I picked out his outfit.” Heechul continued, seemingly unaffected by the way Siwon was looking at him like a slab of meat.
“You’re going…out in that?”
“Yeah.” Heechul handed the water bottle back to Kibum with a smirk, “And I’m not wearing any underwear either…didn’t want it to show through the holes.” And he walked out of the room, calling for Hankyung.
“I’m coming with you.” Siwon growled huskily, following like a loyal puppy, leaving Kibum standing in the kitchen alone.
They didn’t go clubbing that night, because everyone seemed a bit too preoccupied with Heechul’s pants…or rather, taking them off.
Sometimes, Kibum worried about Siwon’s values.
I don't know much about Kibum's personality so please forgive me for any mistakes... :)
Title: Immodesty
Pairing: Siwon and Kibum, not so ninja!SiChul, SiHanChul if you squint…really hard…but it’s there, it’s always there.
Genre: comedy
Rating: PG-13
Length: 590
Summary: Immodesty (n.) lack of modesty or decency; forwardness, impudence; indelicacy, impropriety; an instance of this.
“Have you no modesty? Going out in that?”
Kibum blinked, before looking down at his outfit, then back up at Siwon who stood in the doorway of the kitchen holding a muffin. Then he looked to the clock behind Siwon. “It’s eight thirty at night, why are you eating a muffin?”
Siwon deigned that topic not important enough to answer. Instead, he continued his earlier query. “You can practically see your butt in those jeans.”
“Why are you looking at my ass?” Kibum stated bluntly.
Siwon paused, as if unsure how to answer, but it fazed him for only a moment. His own reply came a millisecond later. “It’s not that hard when the holes in your jeans are big enough to put my hand in.”
“Why do you want to put your hand in my pants?”
Siwon almost lost his grip on the doorframe. He stumbled a bit, regaining his balance. His muffin, on the other hand, suffered a worse fate.
Kibum put out his foot to stop it from rolling into the living room before looking back at the taller man. Siwon had placed his hand to his face as he leaned in the doorway, trying to cover up the embarrassed blush that was rising to his cheeks by striking a pose. Kibum was unaffected, and simply squatted down and grabbed the muffin.
He squeezed past Siwon-who pressed himself against the doorframe to give him plenty of room-and threw the muffin into the trash. He brushed his hands on his pants, wiping the crumbs from his palms, and the action brought attention back to his attire…and Siwon’s apparent problem with it.
“It’s indecent.” Siwon huffed, crossing his arms, “No one on earth would wear something that deprave.”
“You seem awfully worried about my state of depravity.” Kibum opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He leaned against the fridge door and twisted off the cap with a soft pop. He paused, looking up at Siwon for a response before taking a sip.
“Someone has to have a conscience here.”
“I don’t have one?”
“No one who wears pants that have gone through a paper shredder does!”
“Kibummie! Are you ready?” Came the sing-song voice of Heechul as he waltzed into the room. He walked
up to Kibum, grabbing the water bottle out of his hands and taking a sip. He turned to Siwon, who was staring at him in a mixture of horror and shock.
Heechul looked down at his jeans and grinned the pure ‘I know I’m hot’ grin, “How does it look?” He cocked his hip a bit to the left, and the action caused a large expanse of skin around his inner thigh to shift beneath the jean material, becoming more visible.
“Great,” Siwon whispered in a gruff, strained voice.
“Hannie and I are taking him out clubbing since he’s leaving so soon, I picked out his outfit.” Heechul continued, seemingly unaffected by the way Siwon was looking at him like a slab of meat.
“You’re going…out in that?”
“Yeah.” Heechul handed the water bottle back to Kibum with a smirk, “And I’m not wearing any underwear either…didn’t want it to show through the holes.” And he walked out of the room, calling for Hankyung.
“I’m coming with you.” Siwon growled huskily, following like a loyal puppy, leaving Kibum standing in the kitchen alone.
They didn’t go clubbing that night, because everyone seemed a bit too preoccupied with Heechul’s pants…or rather, taking them off.
Sometimes, Kibum worried about Siwon’s values.