you're treading on water, dear (hanchul)
title: you're treading on water, dear
fandom: super junior. hankyung & heechul.
warnings: rated r for handjobs and public restroom sex and the like, nondescriptive as usual. more word vomit and iffy writing. 397 words.
“Come with me to the bathroom.”
Ever single time they went somewhere in their group of 13, Heechul specifically told Hankyung to come with him to the bathroom. Of course, Hankyung had lived up to his obedient ways and put all his conversations to a pause before following Heechul's lead into the places where he was taking him. Since he could remember, there was never a time that Hankyung had turned him down or told him no to his face. Or some part of his personality made him forget it. He just kept on thinking that Hankyung never did it and their little routine could stay that way forever.
Heechul could form the reason to why Hankyung never told him “no”, but never had the chance to say it or think further into it because as soon as the restroom door shut behind them, he would push Hankyung into the stall that was farthest away from it. He didn't like to hear the chatter and the conversations that were beyond the walls of their solitude. He preferred hearing Hankyung's timely groans as they kissed each other's mouths, to the loudest volume that they could get to.
Going with Heechul to the bathroom wasn't a hard thing to do. As Heechul scrubbed his hands with soap and water, clearing them of any mess that might have gotten onto them, he would think about why Hankyung would be so quick to assist him to the bathroom. Maybe it was because of his masterful hands that would slip past the zipper of Hankyung's pants-
“Hey.”
Somehow, two long sleeved arms had snaked around his waist. Heechul waited to see what else Hankyung had to say before he would shake himself out of those protective arms. He turned off the tap water.
“I love you, you know that?”
Heechul let out a laugh, a loud one that resonated off the bathrooms walls, and turned around in Hankyung's arms. He slapped his cold, wet hands on each side of Hankyung's face. Droplets of clean water ran down the smile on Hankyung's face.
“Wash those hands before you say those kinds of things to me ever again, punk,” Heechul whispered before taking off, leaving Hankyung and his true intentions behind. When he closed the bathroom door behind him, he realized that his intentions had also become the same.
(i wish i could write hanchul bathroom porn and snappy dialogue. :| )
fandom: super junior. hankyung & heechul.
warnings: rated r for handjobs and public restroom sex and the like, nondescriptive as usual. more word vomit and iffy writing. 397 words.
“Come with me to the bathroom.”
Ever single time they went somewhere in their group of 13, Heechul specifically told Hankyung to come with him to the bathroom. Of course, Hankyung had lived up to his obedient ways and put all his conversations to a pause before following Heechul's lead into the places where he was taking him. Since he could remember, there was never a time that Hankyung had turned him down or told him no to his face. Or some part of his personality made him forget it. He just kept on thinking that Hankyung never did it and their little routine could stay that way forever.
Heechul could form the reason to why Hankyung never told him “no”, but never had the chance to say it or think further into it because as soon as the restroom door shut behind them, he would push Hankyung into the stall that was farthest away from it. He didn't like to hear the chatter and the conversations that were beyond the walls of their solitude. He preferred hearing Hankyung's timely groans as they kissed each other's mouths, to the loudest volume that they could get to.
Going with Heechul to the bathroom wasn't a hard thing to do. As Heechul scrubbed his hands with soap and water, clearing them of any mess that might have gotten onto them, he would think about why Hankyung would be so quick to assist him to the bathroom. Maybe it was because of his masterful hands that would slip past the zipper of Hankyung's pants-
“Hey.”
Somehow, two long sleeved arms had snaked around his waist. Heechul waited to see what else Hankyung had to say before he would shake himself out of those protective arms. He turned off the tap water.
“I love you, you know that?”
Heechul let out a laugh, a loud one that resonated off the bathrooms walls, and turned around in Hankyung's arms. He slapped his cold, wet hands on each side of Hankyung's face. Droplets of clean water ran down the smile on Hankyung's face.
“Wash those hands before you say those kinds of things to me ever again, punk,” Heechul whispered before taking off, leaving Hankyung and his true intentions behind. When he closed the bathroom door behind him, he realized that his intentions had also become the same.
(i wish i could write hanchul bathroom porn and snappy dialogue. :| )