[FIC] I think I'm In Love, ONE-SHOT
Title: I think I’m In Love
Pairing: MiXian (QMi)
Rating: PG-13 (for bickering HanChul and unsupportive but still loving members)
Genre: Comedy, Crack
Summary: They finally realize they’re in love... and hilarities ensue like hell.
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It’s quiet and serene and Ryeowook’s cooking is exactly the harmonious melody the dorm has ever heard ever since forever until Kyuhyun barges in and announces in dead-terror, “Ho-shit. I think I’m in love with Zhou Mi.”
Oh, there goes the harmonious, quiet melody.
Leeteuk is unfazed as he and Eunhyuk stare at him. “Oh, we love him too. And it’s really nice you’d actually say it out loud. Do that more often and you’d get a lot of air-time, for sure.” He then turns to Eunhyuk and continues, “Like Donghae, yeah?”
Eunhyuk thinks for a moment and continues eating, ignoring that horrified look on the youngest and the too-happy leader and wonders if someone took his strawberry milk from the fridge again. It’s the third time being klepto-ed by the members.
“And Heechul likes him too. And I’m sure Sungminnie does and Yesunggie too. And don’t get me started with Shindonggie and and Kanginnie and Henry-ah-
“No no no. I mean, not like that! I mean, love LOVE! Is it even possible?? Me to him? I have feelings for that-that-” Kyuhyun appears distress and is now doing Siwon-like gestures and he doesn’t realize it until Leetuek’s mimicking him to tease. “Stop that! I’m serious!”
He finally reaches for the table for a momentary stabilization, sits between the two and begins pulling his hair like he’s a pressured man to his due-today bills.
It takes Ryeowook’s gentle hand on his shoulder - and the other one had holding chopsticks - to calm him a bit. “Don’t worry, Kyuhyun-ah~ we won’t think any lesser of you than we already do.” Ryeowook jokes before slipping back at the stove, missing Kyuhyun’s almost punch at him, laughing because Kyuhyun sucks for the first time.
“Oh, shut up, fry cook midget.”
“-and Ddangkoma’s really interested with Zhou Mi too! Have you seen how he ‘jumps’ when Zhou Mi looks at him up close? You could literally see sparkles on the turtle’s eyes!” Leeteuk’s unwavering ventures continue and Kyuhyun feels like he’s more doom than he realizes when none of them helps. What the hell will he do? Zhou Mi’s visiting in an hour and-
Oh, he needs to get out of here, stat! Before Zhou Mi catches him-
Oh, shit.
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Fifteen minutes earlier, prior to Kyuhyun’s sudden discovery...
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“H-hyung...? I, uh, I’m not sure how to go about this b-but I need to tell-
“Speak up, Seasoning. Don’t go stuttering stupid like this fella over-OMMPHMM!!” Before he can say it, Hankyung makes sure he stuffs his bag straight on Heechul’s pretty face and double makes sure that Heechul’s curses are top-notched audible within 30-metre radius.
“I think I’m in love with Kyuhyu-Kui Xian? I don’t know.” Zhou Mi shares and he’s already admiring the dust-covered carpet on his feet. It’s highly not-unamusing, really, especially when he starts seeing little bugs crawling out and then crawling back in. Wait, is that a two-headed-he doesn’t even want to know.
“Took you long enough to realize, boy. You two are such sissies, seriously. You first deal with a dense Kyuhyun who’s supposedly smart and then you who’s supposedly a romantic gentleman chickening out. What am I going to do with you?” Heechul sighs before pushing OPEN and entering the elevators with three men at tow -Donghae’s too busy listening with his iPod.
“What if he doesn’t feel that way? You could be wrong, you know.” Zhou Mi asks, feeling tad miserable at the thought that even his complexion seems to agree with his feelings. Crap, he needs to shop badly if he gets heartbroken. There’d be Heechul-dragging and when there’s Heechul, there’s Hankyung-dragging as well.
But Heechul scoffs and tosses his blonde hair at one side - doing so hit Hankyung at the face and Hankyung retracts by shoving Heechul once, twice, thrice - and says, “Me? Wrong? I’m never wrong, Seasoning. That’s the way the universe is-STOP PUSHING ME YOU BAD-KOREAN-SPEAKING DORK!”
“WELL, STOP YELLING YOU BAD-KOREAN-TEACHER WOMAN!”
“At least I’m prettier than you!”
“Whatever! You’re so noisy!”
Zhou Mi contemplates sharing his sentiment to Donghae (because the two start at it again) but the younger one is too busy bobbing his head to his music and doing simple dance moves, oblivious to everything like the little good fish that he is.
The elevator PINGS and when they emerge out to walk at a familiar direction and stops, Zhou Mi panics and swears he’ll faint once that door opens and, well, if Kyuhyun was in it. “W-wait! I don’t think I’m ready yet!”
“Jesus Christ. Can somebody give him calming pills? He’s more horrible than an excited Donghae.” But Heechul isn’t aware at all and simple grabs Zhou Mi’s arm with one hand the other hand opening the door. He then shoves Zhou Mi inside and is expecting him to fall face-flat when Kyuhyun suddenly gets in the way, breaks the fall and receives the first kiss - all in sprawled and messy and awkward glory.
Hankyung gawks for a good moment before hitting Heechul on the head. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!? Just because that works the first time on us, it doesn’t mean it’d work on them too!”
The dorm is never the same again... well, not really. Only between Cho Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi.
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A/N: Impromptu QMi again. I dunno if it’s good because I just decided to write this out of the blue. I was about to sleep, yeah, but then I itched to write at the last minute. BLARGH. This isn’t the one-shot I was talking about previously because, well, this one’s a whole lot shorter than my default ones. And sappy. And crappy. And hell. Why do I always update during ungodly hours? *3AM*
Love me?
- Setsu
Pairing: MiXian (QMi)
Rating: PG-13 (for bickering HanChul and unsupportive but still loving members)
Genre: Comedy, Crack
Summary: They finally realize they’re in love... and hilarities ensue like hell.
--
It’s quiet and serene and Ryeowook’s cooking is exactly the harmonious melody the dorm has ever heard ever since forever until Kyuhyun barges in and announces in dead-terror, “Ho-shit. I think I’m in love with Zhou Mi.”
Oh, there goes the harmonious, quiet melody.
Leeteuk is unfazed as he and Eunhyuk stare at him. “Oh, we love him too. And it’s really nice you’d actually say it out loud. Do that more often and you’d get a lot of air-time, for sure.” He then turns to Eunhyuk and continues, “Like Donghae, yeah?”
Eunhyuk thinks for a moment and continues eating, ignoring that horrified look on the youngest and the too-happy leader and wonders if someone took his strawberry milk from the fridge again. It’s the third time being klepto-ed by the members.
“And Heechul likes him too. And I’m sure Sungminnie does and Yesunggie too. And don’t get me started with Shindonggie and and Kanginnie and Henry-ah-
“No no no. I mean, not like that! I mean, love LOVE! Is it even possible?? Me to him? I have feelings for that-that-” Kyuhyun appears distress and is now doing Siwon-like gestures and he doesn’t realize it until Leetuek’s mimicking him to tease. “Stop that! I’m serious!”
He finally reaches for the table for a momentary stabilization, sits between the two and begins pulling his hair like he’s a pressured man to his due-today bills.
It takes Ryeowook’s gentle hand on his shoulder - and the other one had holding chopsticks - to calm him a bit. “Don’t worry, Kyuhyun-ah~ we won’t think any lesser of you than we already do.” Ryeowook jokes before slipping back at the stove, missing Kyuhyun’s almost punch at him, laughing because Kyuhyun sucks for the first time.
“Oh, shut up, fry cook midget.”
“-and Ddangkoma’s really interested with Zhou Mi too! Have you seen how he ‘jumps’ when Zhou Mi looks at him up close? You could literally see sparkles on the turtle’s eyes!” Leeteuk’s unwavering ventures continue and Kyuhyun feels like he’s more doom than he realizes when none of them helps. What the hell will he do? Zhou Mi’s visiting in an hour and-
Oh, he needs to get out of here, stat! Before Zhou Mi catches him-
Oh, shit.
--
Fifteen minutes earlier, prior to Kyuhyun’s sudden discovery...
--
“H-hyung...? I, uh, I’m not sure how to go about this b-but I need to tell-
“Speak up, Seasoning. Don’t go stuttering stupid like this fella over-OMMPHMM!!” Before he can say it, Hankyung makes sure he stuffs his bag straight on Heechul’s pretty face and double makes sure that Heechul’s curses are top-notched audible within 30-metre radius.
“I think I’m in love with Kyuhyu-Kui Xian? I don’t know.” Zhou Mi shares and he’s already admiring the dust-covered carpet on his feet. It’s highly not-unamusing, really, especially when he starts seeing little bugs crawling out and then crawling back in. Wait, is that a two-headed-he doesn’t even want to know.
“Took you long enough to realize, boy. You two are such sissies, seriously. You first deal with a dense Kyuhyun who’s supposedly smart and then you who’s supposedly a romantic gentleman chickening out. What am I going to do with you?” Heechul sighs before pushing OPEN and entering the elevators with three men at tow -Donghae’s too busy listening with his iPod.
“What if he doesn’t feel that way? You could be wrong, you know.” Zhou Mi asks, feeling tad miserable at the thought that even his complexion seems to agree with his feelings. Crap, he needs to shop badly if he gets heartbroken. There’d be Heechul-dragging and when there’s Heechul, there’s Hankyung-dragging as well.
But Heechul scoffs and tosses his blonde hair at one side - doing so hit Hankyung at the face and Hankyung retracts by shoving Heechul once, twice, thrice - and says, “Me? Wrong? I’m never wrong, Seasoning. That’s the way the universe is-STOP PUSHING ME YOU BAD-KOREAN-SPEAKING DORK!”
“WELL, STOP YELLING YOU BAD-KOREAN-TEACHER WOMAN!”
“At least I’m prettier than you!”
“Whatever! You’re so noisy!”
Zhou Mi contemplates sharing his sentiment to Donghae (because the two start at it again) but the younger one is too busy bobbing his head to his music and doing simple dance moves, oblivious to everything like the little good fish that he is.
The elevator PINGS and when they emerge out to walk at a familiar direction and stops, Zhou Mi panics and swears he’ll faint once that door opens and, well, if Kyuhyun was in it. “W-wait! I don’t think I’m ready yet!”
“Jesus Christ. Can somebody give him calming pills? He’s more horrible than an excited Donghae.” But Heechul isn’t aware at all and simple grabs Zhou Mi’s arm with one hand the other hand opening the door. He then shoves Zhou Mi inside and is expecting him to fall face-flat when Kyuhyun suddenly gets in the way, breaks the fall and receives the first kiss - all in sprawled and messy and awkward glory.
Hankyung gawks for a good moment before hitting Heechul on the head. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!? Just because that works the first time on us, it doesn’t mean it’d work on them too!”
The dorm is never the same again... well, not really. Only between Cho Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi.
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A/N: Impromptu QMi again. I dunno if it’s good because I just decided to write this out of the blue. I was about to sleep, yeah, but then I itched to write at the last minute. BLARGH. This isn’t the one-shot I was talking about previously because, well, this one’s a whole lot shorter than my default ones. And sappy. And crappy. And hell. Why do I always update during ungodly hours? *3AM*
Love me?
- Setsu