Seducing Mr. Oblivious [Chapter 2]
Title: Seducing Mr. Oblivious [Chapter 2]
Pairing: Yesung/Sungmin, friendship!Sungmin/Ryeowook, friendship!Kyuhyun/Yesung
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Crack
Disclaimer: No one owns the boys.
Warning: Mild language, OOC! Sungmin and some sexual innuendo.
Summary: With seduction in mind, Sungmin tries to attract Yesung's attention. Will the oblivious turtle lover take the bait?
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1
"Just what the heck is going on?" Yesung slowly looked up to meet Kyuhyun's gaze. Kyuhyun almost wanted to laugh at Yesung's comical expression. His face was scrunched up in genuine confusion, which made Kyuhyun want to put an end to his hyung's misery right away.
Kyuhyun reached out to pat Yesung's shoulder, before consoling him, "Relax, hyung. Sungmin and I were definitely not role-playing anything."
Yesung's shoulders relaxed, but the shocked expression remained frozen on his face. This time, Kyuhyun chuckled and slung an arm around the elder's shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze.
"An explanation's in order, I suppose?" Kyuhyun said. Still in a daze, Yesung gave a soft murmur of assent. The contents on the tape were playing on an endless loop in his brain.
"I was playing StarCraft in the middle of the night and suddenly, Sungmin-hyung started to make these weird, breathy noises." Kyuhyun paused, checking to ensure that Yesung was listening. Staring down at his lap, Yesung was fidgeting uncomfortably, his fingers playing with Kyuhyun's bedsheets. However, Kyuhyun knew that Yesung was practically hanging on to his every word.
Clearing his throat, Kyuhyun then continued. "I got up to see what Sungmin-hyung was up to and I realised that he was talking in his sleep. So I took out my voice recorder and started to record his sleep-talking. Who knows, I could use it as blackmail, right?" Yesung shuddered, making a mental note to inform Leeteuk to tell Heechul to stop corrupting the youngest member's mind.
"Then, he started to say your name and I was pretty shocked. I decided to record for a little longer and kept this recording to show you in the future, when I had the chance." The off-handed way that Kyuhyun had narrated made Yesung a little embarrassed, and his fist clenched the bedsheets even harder.
Yesung really didn't know what to say or how to react. So there was actually meaning behind Sungmin taunting him with that ice cream popsicle? Was it possible that Sungmin shared the same feelings towards him?
"What does this mean, Kyuhyun?" He asked almost inaudibly, but Kyuhyun managed to pick it up.
Kyuhyun smirked. "It means that Sungmin-hyung has the hots for you, hyung."
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Yesung woke up in his bed with a sandpaper-dry throat and a throbbing temple. A late-night cold shower wasn't the smartest thing to do, Kim Jongwoon, Yesung grumbled to himself as he sluggishly slid the covers off his weak body.
"Ryeowook-ah!" Yesung called out weakly. He coughed, making his whole body rack in pain.
"Anyone there?" Yesung tried again; this time his voice came out more like a croak.
Yesung laid on his bed, feeling utterly useless. His body was hurting and he was probably all alone in the dorm. Damn it, he thought, and closed his eyes.
The door slowly creaked open and Yesung could hear the gentle padding of feet on the wooden floor.
"Hyung?" A voice called out sweetly. Yesung's eyelids fluttered open when he recognised the owner of the voice.
"Sungmin?" He croaked, trying to sit upright in his bed. Sungmin hurried over to Yesung and wrapped an arm around the latter's waist to support him.
"Are you alright, hyung?" Sungmin looked at Yesung worriedly, his lips curving into a pout.
"Sick," Yesung managed to say before bursting into a coughing fit. Sungmin's hand moved from Yesung's waist to his back, rubbing soothing circles onto it.
Sungmin chewed on his lip, feeling a tad distressed. He was unsure of what to do next. Ryeowook and Kyuhyun had went out on a sudden coffee date. Well, more like Kyuhyun had dragged Ryeowook to the coffee joint across the street. Eunhyuk had followed Donghae to Siwon's house for who knows what. That left Sungmin all alone with Yesung. Sungmin hadn't wanted to start off his mission with an ill Yesung, but he didn't mind taking care of Yesung either. Yesung spent most of his time fussing over his dongsaengs so it was due time that Sungmin did the same for him.
"Hyung," Sungmin tugged onto Yesung's hand lightly. "Come to the living room with me."
Yesung nodded slowly as the younger supported him off his bed and helped him onto his feet. Sungmin wrapped his hand around Yesung's waist yet again, making Yesung's cheeks tint at the action. Yesung hurriedly buried his face into Sungmin's shoulder, hoping that the latter didn't catch his pink cheeks. Sungmin assumed that Yesung was simply too weak so he let Yesung rest his head at the crook of his neck as they slowly made their way out of the room and into the living room. Yesung's laboured breathing tickled his neck, causing Sungmin's heart to beat a little faster.
Sungmin released Yesung gingerly onto the couch. He quickly ran back to Yesung's room and reemerged ten seconds later with Yesung's blanket. Draping it over Yesung carefully, Sungmin made sure that he was snug and warm. Yesung let his head loll on the arm of the couch, too weak and too tired to do anything else.
Sungmin's heart sank at the sight of Yesung sprawled limply across the sofa. Running his fingers through his hair, Sungmin calmly came up with a plan to take care of Yesung.
"Are you hungry, hyung?" Sungmin asked. Yesung lifted his head marginally and nodded.
"Just rest right there, okay? I'll cook something for you!" Yesung grunted in the affirmative, feeling his eyelids droop shut.
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"Hold on, Kyuhyun," Ryeowook turned in his chair to retrieve his buzzing cell phone in his bag. He picked it up and answered it.
"Hello?" Ryeowook said, cradling the cell phone in between his ear and shoulder.
"Wookie?" Sungmin's tiny voice crackled from the speaker. "This is Sungmin-hyung! Yesung-hyung's ill."
"What?" Ryeowook almost yelled, earning a confused look from Kyuhyun who was sitting opposite him.
"I'm taking care of him, so you don't have to worry, alright?" Sungmin's tone was overflowing with reassurance. "Give me some time alone with him, will you?"
Ryeowook smiled. "Of course, hyung. See you later!"
Kyuhyun, who was resting his chin on his hands, asked, "What was that all about?"
"Yesung-hyung's sick and Sungmin-hyung's taking care of him," Ryeowook responded as he stowed his cell phone back into his bag.
"Excellent," Kyuhyun smiled through his fingers. "This would be a great opportunity for them to bond." He reached out and took a sip of his coffee. Kyuhyun quirked an eyebrow at Ryeowook, who was busy fumbling with the strap of his bag. "What's wrong, hyung?"
Ryeowook gave a little start. Sighing, he confessed, "I feel kind of bad that I'm telling you about Sungmin-hyung's plan behind his back."
"I understand," Kyuhyun said softly, which surprised Ryeowook. "But don't you want to help them get together? I can tell that Yesung-hyung really cares about Sungmin-hyung and that Sungmin-hyung has a soft spot for him. I don't know about you, but if we let them handle this by themselves, who knows how long it'll take."
"You're right," Ryeowook agreed. While Sungmin's determination to win Yesung's heart was admirable, his methods of doing so weren't. Touching was a direct way to convey one's feelings, but Ryeowook knew Sungmin could go overboard easily, leading to all kinds of chaos. And Ryeowook definitely didn't want to clean up after the pair.
"I'm always right," Kyuhyun shrugged nonchalantly, back to his normal, snarky self.
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"Hyung? Hyung?" Sungmin gently prodded at Yesung's sleeping figure. "Your food's ready."
Yesung mumbled something unintelligible and clutched at his blanket.
"Hyung," Sungmin continued to coax gently. "Time to eat."
A sudden loud growl came from Yesung's stomach, highlighting how empty it was. Yesung tugged at his blanket again to cover his face. Sungmin giggled and patted what he assumed was the crown of Yesung's head affectionately.
"Come on, hyung! Don't be so childish," Sungmin teased and slowly pulled the blanket away to reveal Yesung's bashful face. Yesung's cheeks were stained red, partly due to his condition and partly because he was embarrassed that he was showing Sungmin this side of him.
Yesung sat upright with much difficulty, still holding onto his blanket as if his life depended on it. Sungmin reached over for the bowl of chicken porridge that he had left earlier on the coffee table and held it carefully in one hand. Stirring the hot porridge a number of times, he scooped a spoonful and offered it to Yesung. Yesung stared at the spoon for a while before leaning forward and taking the spoon into his mouth.
Sungmin smiled fondly; Yesung didn't let many people see this side of him. Usually, he wore an air of nonchalance, his indifferent expression coming across as slightly intimidating and standoffish. But now, Yesung was like a little child, with his wide eyes and the cute pout on his face. That was one of the things Sungmin loved about Yesung. Despite his cold exterior, Yesung was an absolute softie at heart.
When Yesung finished the porridge, Sungmin handed a Yesung a glass of water, which Yesung took and drank gratefully. Slumping onto the couch, Yesung groaned softly. He watched silently as Sungmin cleared up the bowl and brought back a flask of water. He refilled the glass with water and passed it to Yesung, who finished it in one go.
"Shall we watch a movie together?" Sungmin suggested uncertainly. When Yesung nodded, Sungmin posed another question. "What do you want to watch?"
"Whatever you want to watch," Yesung mumbled.
In the end, Sungmin chose to watch Aladdin. He was a little embarrassed when the opening started to play, but Yesung did say he would watch whatever Sungmin wanted to watch, right? He stole a glance at his left, where Yesung was leaning against his shoulder. If Yesung was bothered, he certainly didn't show any indication of it.
As the movie went on, their attention slowly shifted away from the movie to each other's presence. Yesung was curled up in a ball, his head resting in Sungmin's lap. Sungmin himself didn't know how Yesung's head got there, but he liked it nevertheless. Stroking Yesung's locks soflty, Sungmin smiled, content with how this had played out. The both of them reveled in each other's presence; Yesung basked in the warmth that Sungmin was providing him while Sungmin enjoyed the comfortable silence between them.
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The front door creaked open, and Eunhyuk barreled in, followed by Donghae and Siwon. The trio kicked off their shoes and placed them on the shoe rack, chattering nosily all the while.
"Wait a minute," Siwon held up a hand to silence to the other two. "We ought to keep our voices down."
"Eh? Why, Siwon?" Donghae stopped abruptly in his tracks, causing Eunhyuk to bump into his back. Rubbing his sore nose, Eunhyuk peered from behind Donghae's shoulder and surveyed the living room. His eyes soon landed on an interesting sight.
"There's your answer, Hae," Eunhyuk grinned, gesturing towards the couch in the living room.
Yesung was bundled up in his blanket, head nestled in Sungmin's lap. Sungmin was fast asleep, his lips puckered cutely and one of his hands was resting on Yesung's arm. In front of them, the television was blaring a blank, blue screen.
"Oh," Donghae said. "Oh." He then turned to Eunhyuk and Siwon, throwing his hands around both of their shoulders. "Let's go hang out at my room instead!" He whispered cheerily, guiding them back to the front door.
The trio was careful to put their shoes back on and close the front door with minimal noise. Yesung tossed in his sleep and shifted closer to Sungmin.
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A/N: I think I'm spamming my crack tag too much, lol. Idk. This is more fluff than anything. I guess this is to apologise for the later chapters. ;_____;
I know I said I would update much later but I wanted to focus on other stuff, so might as well get this out of the way first, right? (: I already typed the whole thing out anyway. OTL But the next update will definitely come pretty late. My apologies. ):
Comments are appreciated! (:
Pairing: Yesung/Sungmin, friendship!Sungmin/Ryeowook, friendship!Kyuhyun/Yesung
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Crack
Disclaimer: No one owns the boys.
Warning: Mild language, OOC! Sungmin and some sexual innuendo.
Summary: With seduction in mind, Sungmin tries to attract Yesung's attention. Will the oblivious turtle lover take the bait?
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1
"Just what the heck is going on?" Yesung slowly looked up to meet Kyuhyun's gaze. Kyuhyun almost wanted to laugh at Yesung's comical expression. His face was scrunched up in genuine confusion, which made Kyuhyun want to put an end to his hyung's misery right away.
Kyuhyun reached out to pat Yesung's shoulder, before consoling him, "Relax, hyung. Sungmin and I were definitely not role-playing anything."
Yesung's shoulders relaxed, but the shocked expression remained frozen on his face. This time, Kyuhyun chuckled and slung an arm around the elder's shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze.
"An explanation's in order, I suppose?" Kyuhyun said. Still in a daze, Yesung gave a soft murmur of assent. The contents on the tape were playing on an endless loop in his brain.
"I was playing StarCraft in the middle of the night and suddenly, Sungmin-hyung started to make these weird, breathy noises." Kyuhyun paused, checking to ensure that Yesung was listening. Staring down at his lap, Yesung was fidgeting uncomfortably, his fingers playing with Kyuhyun's bedsheets. However, Kyuhyun knew that Yesung was practically hanging on to his every word.
Clearing his throat, Kyuhyun then continued. "I got up to see what Sungmin-hyung was up to and I realised that he was talking in his sleep. So I took out my voice recorder and started to record his sleep-talking. Who knows, I could use it as blackmail, right?" Yesung shuddered, making a mental note to inform Leeteuk to tell Heechul to stop corrupting the youngest member's mind.
"Then, he started to say your name and I was pretty shocked. I decided to record for a little longer and kept this recording to show you in the future, when I had the chance." The off-handed way that Kyuhyun had narrated made Yesung a little embarrassed, and his fist clenched the bedsheets even harder.
Yesung really didn't know what to say or how to react. So there was actually meaning behind Sungmin taunting him with that ice cream popsicle? Was it possible that Sungmin shared the same feelings towards him?
"What does this mean, Kyuhyun?" He asked almost inaudibly, but Kyuhyun managed to pick it up.
Kyuhyun smirked. "It means that Sungmin-hyung has the hots for you, hyung."
-
Yesung woke up in his bed with a sandpaper-dry throat and a throbbing temple. A late-night cold shower wasn't the smartest thing to do, Kim Jongwoon, Yesung grumbled to himself as he sluggishly slid the covers off his weak body.
"Ryeowook-ah!" Yesung called out weakly. He coughed, making his whole body rack in pain.
"Anyone there?" Yesung tried again; this time his voice came out more like a croak.
Yesung laid on his bed, feeling utterly useless. His body was hurting and he was probably all alone in the dorm. Damn it, he thought, and closed his eyes.
The door slowly creaked open and Yesung could hear the gentle padding of feet on the wooden floor.
"Hyung?" A voice called out sweetly. Yesung's eyelids fluttered open when he recognised the owner of the voice.
"Sungmin?" He croaked, trying to sit upright in his bed. Sungmin hurried over to Yesung and wrapped an arm around the latter's waist to support him.
"Are you alright, hyung?" Sungmin looked at Yesung worriedly, his lips curving into a pout.
"Sick," Yesung managed to say before bursting into a coughing fit. Sungmin's hand moved from Yesung's waist to his back, rubbing soothing circles onto it.
Sungmin chewed on his lip, feeling a tad distressed. He was unsure of what to do next. Ryeowook and Kyuhyun had went out on a sudden coffee date. Well, more like Kyuhyun had dragged Ryeowook to the coffee joint across the street. Eunhyuk had followed Donghae to Siwon's house for who knows what. That left Sungmin all alone with Yesung. Sungmin hadn't wanted to start off his mission with an ill Yesung, but he didn't mind taking care of Yesung either. Yesung spent most of his time fussing over his dongsaengs so it was due time that Sungmin did the same for him.
"Hyung," Sungmin tugged onto Yesung's hand lightly. "Come to the living room with me."
Yesung nodded slowly as the younger supported him off his bed and helped him onto his feet. Sungmin wrapped his hand around Yesung's waist yet again, making Yesung's cheeks tint at the action. Yesung hurriedly buried his face into Sungmin's shoulder, hoping that the latter didn't catch his pink cheeks. Sungmin assumed that Yesung was simply too weak so he let Yesung rest his head at the crook of his neck as they slowly made their way out of the room and into the living room. Yesung's laboured breathing tickled his neck, causing Sungmin's heart to beat a little faster.
Sungmin released Yesung gingerly onto the couch. He quickly ran back to Yesung's room and reemerged ten seconds later with Yesung's blanket. Draping it over Yesung carefully, Sungmin made sure that he was snug and warm. Yesung let his head loll on the arm of the couch, too weak and too tired to do anything else.
Sungmin's heart sank at the sight of Yesung sprawled limply across the sofa. Running his fingers through his hair, Sungmin calmly came up with a plan to take care of Yesung.
"Are you hungry, hyung?" Sungmin asked. Yesung lifted his head marginally and nodded.
"Just rest right there, okay? I'll cook something for you!" Yesung grunted in the affirmative, feeling his eyelids droop shut.
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"Hold on, Kyuhyun," Ryeowook turned in his chair to retrieve his buzzing cell phone in his bag. He picked it up and answered it.
"Hello?" Ryeowook said, cradling the cell phone in between his ear and shoulder.
"Wookie?" Sungmin's tiny voice crackled from the speaker. "This is Sungmin-hyung! Yesung-hyung's ill."
"What?" Ryeowook almost yelled, earning a confused look from Kyuhyun who was sitting opposite him.
"I'm taking care of him, so you don't have to worry, alright?" Sungmin's tone was overflowing with reassurance. "Give me some time alone with him, will you?"
Ryeowook smiled. "Of course, hyung. See you later!"
Kyuhyun, who was resting his chin on his hands, asked, "What was that all about?"
"Yesung-hyung's sick and Sungmin-hyung's taking care of him," Ryeowook responded as he stowed his cell phone back into his bag.
"Excellent," Kyuhyun smiled through his fingers. "This would be a great opportunity for them to bond." He reached out and took a sip of his coffee. Kyuhyun quirked an eyebrow at Ryeowook, who was busy fumbling with the strap of his bag. "What's wrong, hyung?"
Ryeowook gave a little start. Sighing, he confessed, "I feel kind of bad that I'm telling you about Sungmin-hyung's plan behind his back."
"I understand," Kyuhyun said softly, which surprised Ryeowook. "But don't you want to help them get together? I can tell that Yesung-hyung really cares about Sungmin-hyung and that Sungmin-hyung has a soft spot for him. I don't know about you, but if we let them handle this by themselves, who knows how long it'll take."
"You're right," Ryeowook agreed. While Sungmin's determination to win Yesung's heart was admirable, his methods of doing so weren't. Touching was a direct way to convey one's feelings, but Ryeowook knew Sungmin could go overboard easily, leading to all kinds of chaos. And Ryeowook definitely didn't want to clean up after the pair.
"I'm always right," Kyuhyun shrugged nonchalantly, back to his normal, snarky self.
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"Hyung? Hyung?" Sungmin gently prodded at Yesung's sleeping figure. "Your food's ready."
Yesung mumbled something unintelligible and clutched at his blanket.
"Hyung," Sungmin continued to coax gently. "Time to eat."
A sudden loud growl came from Yesung's stomach, highlighting how empty it was. Yesung tugged at his blanket again to cover his face. Sungmin giggled and patted what he assumed was the crown of Yesung's head affectionately.
"Come on, hyung! Don't be so childish," Sungmin teased and slowly pulled the blanket away to reveal Yesung's bashful face. Yesung's cheeks were stained red, partly due to his condition and partly because he was embarrassed that he was showing Sungmin this side of him.
Yesung sat upright with much difficulty, still holding onto his blanket as if his life depended on it. Sungmin reached over for the bowl of chicken porridge that he had left earlier on the coffee table and held it carefully in one hand. Stirring the hot porridge a number of times, he scooped a spoonful and offered it to Yesung. Yesung stared at the spoon for a while before leaning forward and taking the spoon into his mouth.
Sungmin smiled fondly; Yesung didn't let many people see this side of him. Usually, he wore an air of nonchalance, his indifferent expression coming across as slightly intimidating and standoffish. But now, Yesung was like a little child, with his wide eyes and the cute pout on his face. That was one of the things Sungmin loved about Yesung. Despite his cold exterior, Yesung was an absolute softie at heart.
When Yesung finished the porridge, Sungmin handed a Yesung a glass of water, which Yesung took and drank gratefully. Slumping onto the couch, Yesung groaned softly. He watched silently as Sungmin cleared up the bowl and brought back a flask of water. He refilled the glass with water and passed it to Yesung, who finished it in one go.
"Shall we watch a movie together?" Sungmin suggested uncertainly. When Yesung nodded, Sungmin posed another question. "What do you want to watch?"
"Whatever you want to watch," Yesung mumbled.
In the end, Sungmin chose to watch Aladdin. He was a little embarrassed when the opening started to play, but Yesung did say he would watch whatever Sungmin wanted to watch, right? He stole a glance at his left, where Yesung was leaning against his shoulder. If Yesung was bothered, he certainly didn't show any indication of it.
As the movie went on, their attention slowly shifted away from the movie to each other's presence. Yesung was curled up in a ball, his head resting in Sungmin's lap. Sungmin himself didn't know how Yesung's head got there, but he liked it nevertheless. Stroking Yesung's locks soflty, Sungmin smiled, content with how this had played out. The both of them reveled in each other's presence; Yesung basked in the warmth that Sungmin was providing him while Sungmin enjoyed the comfortable silence between them.
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The front door creaked open, and Eunhyuk barreled in, followed by Donghae and Siwon. The trio kicked off their shoes and placed them on the shoe rack, chattering nosily all the while.
"Wait a minute," Siwon held up a hand to silence to the other two. "We ought to keep our voices down."
"Eh? Why, Siwon?" Donghae stopped abruptly in his tracks, causing Eunhyuk to bump into his back. Rubbing his sore nose, Eunhyuk peered from behind Donghae's shoulder and surveyed the living room. His eyes soon landed on an interesting sight.
"There's your answer, Hae," Eunhyuk grinned, gesturing towards the couch in the living room.
Yesung was bundled up in his blanket, head nestled in Sungmin's lap. Sungmin was fast asleep, his lips puckered cutely and one of his hands was resting on Yesung's arm. In front of them, the television was blaring a blank, blue screen.
"Oh," Donghae said. "Oh." He then turned to Eunhyuk and Siwon, throwing his hands around both of their shoulders. "Let's go hang out at my room instead!" He whispered cheerily, guiding them back to the front door.
The trio was careful to put their shoes back on and close the front door with minimal noise. Yesung tossed in his sleep and shifted closer to Sungmin.
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A/N: I think I'm spamming my crack tag too much, lol. Idk. This is more fluff than anything. I guess this is to apologise for the later chapters. ;_____;
I know I said I would update much later but I wanted to focus on other stuff, so might as well get this out of the way first, right? (: I already typed the whole thing out anyway. OTL But the next update will definitely come pretty late. My apologies. ):
Comments are appreciated! (: