Final Destination [YunHo x Heechul; DBSJ/SUJU; PG, One-Shot, Angst]
title: Final Destination
author: yumeyana
fandom: super junior / dong bang shin ki
pairing: heechul x yunho
rating/genre: PG-13/ angst and a little comedy on the side
summary: You hear his footsteps-how, you’ll never be able to explain-but you do. And Heechul thinks he shouldn't just give in because that isn't him, never him. But YunHo knows, always knows, how to make everything around them disappear--leaving them. Only them.
[crossposted at hug______ and at miracle______.]
Author’s Notes: After weeks of trying-to-write-and -not-getting-anything-done, I finally got some of my muses back and-tada~! Maybe it’s because that little scene in EHB was just too much to resist; that and, well my mind was screaming for me to forget the fact that I was in the office and just write fics while working. Way to go, priorities. Yeah. XD
Dedication: This is for aoireeza-because she reviews everything I write even when it’s halfway through-and for keight_michelle-because she flailed when I texted her a portion of this whole fic. (^.^)v
Disclaimers: Nothing is mine except, well, this whole fic. If I had it my way, the cameraman would’ve zoomed on that little moment of entire happy!HoRella-ness.
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Final Destination
05 seconds
Leeteuk is cheering-the whole lot of them are. Seventeen boys-twelve from Super Junior, five from Dong Bang Shin Ki-who are amazed at your fast reflexes. You’re at a loss, too; somehow you’ve never even considered this gift, never even thought you had it in you.
Wow.
04 seconds
Your lips form this little ‘O’, eyes wider than it already is. The host mimics your expression, definitely as awed as you are. Your excitement over this achievement wells up and it’s just too much to handle that you need to find an outlet for its release-you dance.
Even without music.
03 seconds
Everyone laughs at how silly you look. Sungmin has tears in his eyes, JaeJoong is looking for something to hold on to, forgetting to hide that laughter behind his hand. Kibum is shaking his head, trying hard to contain his amusement-failing, of course. JunSu’s distinct tone rises above the crowd of guffawing boys and Hyukjae doesn’t even have the strength to comment about how weird that sounds.
You don’t stop.
02 seconds
You hear his footsteps-how, you’ll never be able to explain-but you do. You know who it is; yes, even without looking. You’ve heard it hundreds, thousands, of times before-before there was even Dong Bang Shin Ki, Tohoshinki, Tong Vfang Xien Qi. Before, when it was you were with him-singing, dancing, eating, dreaming, playing, drinking… breathing-and he was just yours.
Only yours.
01 seconds
It feels as if you’re in slow motion, some camera trick where everything around you is moving way too fast while you’re (he’s) moving like a snail. You’re torn between never wanting this slow motion thing to end and wishing it just would. You hate anticipating, hate that you don’t know if you should be anticipating at all. It is making you listless, making you dance more and you look sillier than ever, more stupid than usual, and you hate looking stu-
YunHo wraps his arms around you.
.05 seconds
And you melt, fitting in his arms like plaster of Paris poured in a mold. You almostperhapsyoucanwill close your eyes, almostperhapsyoualreadyhave give into this overwhelming sensation of having YunHo there-just there.
Everything around you disappears.
0 seconds
And then reappears in a split-second.
xxx
08Jan08 | 1346H
381 words
author: yumeyana
fandom: super junior / dong bang shin ki
pairing: heechul x yunho
rating/genre: PG-13/ angst and a little comedy on the side
summary: You hear his footsteps-how, you’ll never be able to explain-but you do. And Heechul thinks he shouldn't just give in because that isn't him, never him. But YunHo knows, always knows, how to make everything around them disappear--leaving them. Only them.
[crossposted at hug______ and at miracle______.]
Author’s Notes: After weeks of trying-to-write-and -not-getting-anything-done, I finally got some of my muses back and-tada~! Maybe it’s because that little scene in EHB was just too much to resist; that and, well my mind was screaming for me to forget the fact that I was in the office and just write fics while working. Way to go, priorities. Yeah. XD
Dedication: This is for aoireeza-because she reviews everything I write even when it’s halfway through-and for keight_michelle-because she flailed when I texted her a portion of this whole fic. (^.^)v
Disclaimers: Nothing is mine except, well, this whole fic. If I had it my way, the cameraman would’ve zoomed on that little moment of entire happy!HoRella-ness.
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Final Destination
05 seconds
Leeteuk is cheering-the whole lot of them are. Seventeen boys-twelve from Super Junior, five from Dong Bang Shin Ki-who are amazed at your fast reflexes. You’re at a loss, too; somehow you’ve never even considered this gift, never even thought you had it in you.
Wow.
04 seconds
Your lips form this little ‘O’, eyes wider than it already is. The host mimics your expression, definitely as awed as you are. Your excitement over this achievement wells up and it’s just too much to handle that you need to find an outlet for its release-you dance.
Even without music.
03 seconds
Everyone laughs at how silly you look. Sungmin has tears in his eyes, JaeJoong is looking for something to hold on to, forgetting to hide that laughter behind his hand. Kibum is shaking his head, trying hard to contain his amusement-failing, of course. JunSu’s distinct tone rises above the crowd of guffawing boys and Hyukjae doesn’t even have the strength to comment about how weird that sounds.
You don’t stop.
02 seconds
You hear his footsteps-how, you’ll never be able to explain-but you do. You know who it is; yes, even without looking. You’ve heard it hundreds, thousands, of times before-before there was even Dong Bang Shin Ki, Tohoshinki, Tong Vfang Xien Qi. Before, when it was you were with him-singing, dancing, eating, dreaming, playing, drinking… breathing-and he was just yours.
Only yours.
01 seconds
It feels as if you’re in slow motion, some camera trick where everything around you is moving way too fast while you’re (he’s) moving like a snail. You’re torn between never wanting this slow motion thing to end and wishing it just would. You hate anticipating, hate that you don’t know if you should be anticipating at all. It is making you listless, making you dance more and you look sillier than ever, more stupid than usual, and you hate looking stu-
YunHo wraps his arms around you.
.05 seconds
And you melt, fitting in his arms like plaster of Paris poured in a mold. You almostperhapsyoucanwill close your eyes, almostperhapsyoualreadyhave give into this overwhelming sensation of having YunHo there-just there.
Everything around you disappears.
0 seconds
And then reappears in a split-second.
xxx
08Jan08 | 1346H
381 words