Suju Fanfic: Be My Muse (Chapter Two)
Title: Be My Muse
Main pairing: Siwon x Kyuhyun
Other pairings: ninja!Minsu
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boy x boy relationship
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Junior/DBSK/JYJ
Summary: WonKyu in Junjou Romantica setting. Siwon was a writer who wanted to write homosexual relationships. Kyuhyun was the free-loader in his house. Literally.
Author’s Note:a very very belated birthday present for bl4ckm4lice, hope you enjoy this one Cita! <3
Also I'd like to thank whoever plagiarized my fic because he/she had brought my WonKyu muse back. Reading his/her work and seeing my own little pieces of WonKyu made me miss them. So thank you very much, whoever you are!
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Be My Muse
Part Two
By: Sharl
Kyuhyun panted on the bed.
When in desperation he had agreed to be Siwon’s muse three weeks ago, this was not something he had in mind. Before agreeing Kyuhyun, being the smart university student that he was, had done a quick research about muses. According to Google and Wikipedia, the muses are goddesses of the inspiration of literature, science and arts. They were considered the source of the knowledge, related orally for centuries in the ancient culture that was contained in poetic lyrics and myths.
So when Siwon said he needed a muse and because he was an author, Kyuhyun thought it would involve doing research for the man, or borrowing books from the library. He never thought that it would involve him being tied-up on the bed, naked, with a dildo in his ass.
Currently kneeling on his knees, Kyuhyun had no choice except moaning out loud. His hands were tied behind him, not allowing any freedom on his movements at all. Thankfully he wasn’t gagged so actually he could scream for help if he wanted to. But this was a part of the agreement.
And although Kyuhyun refused to admit it, Siwon was damn talented with his tongue. Or toys. Whatever it was, Kyuhyun lost the ability to think since the older man first touched his cock because the whole thing felt so good.
He could hear Siwon tsk-ing from behind. “Stay still brat, this is a research.”
“W-why the fuck is this a research?!”
“There’s a sex scene between two guys in my newest book so I need to learn about that. Now stay still or I won’t release you for two days,” Siwon threatened in that serious tone of his. Kyuhyun had no choice but to be obeying the command. He tried to be as still as possible and not focusing on how Siwon’s tongue felt so good touching him there. Every lick from that talented tongue nearly tore a moan out of Kyuhyun.
And then something slick slipped into him. Instinctively Kyuhyun jerked once and tried to move away from the invading digit. And then soft kisses were placed alongside his naked, sweaty back.“Relax,” he heard Siwon whispered, “don’t fight it, just relax and feel.”
Kyuhyun moaned again. Something was stroking him and he realized it one minute later that it was Siwon’s hand stroking his cock, his embarrassingly hard cock. He felt embarrassed because this was not how it should have went, not at all. He shouldn’t get hard.
He was not a virgin (he had passed that stage in high school) but this was the first time he had something in his ass. And judging from the look on Siwon’s face and that stupid agreement, this wouldn’t be his last time either. The fact that he enjoyed the other’s touch so much confirmed two things: Kyuhyun was gay, or at least bisexual; and that he regretted he never fooled around with males before this. If he knew it would feel this good, he would’ve step to the other side long time ago.
“Okay tell me, Kyuhyun, how does it feel?”
“What-what do you mean?”
“Having two of my fingers in your anus, how does it feel?”
Kyuhyun widened his eyes. When the hell did it became two fingers instead of one? He didn’t even realize that. Now that Siwon had told him, Kyuhyun felt those two digits reaching to places inside him he never knew could be touched before. A particularly hard thrust from Siwon’s fingers reminded him that he had to answer the other’s question.
“Ah! It-it feels… weird. It hurts a bit,” he managed to say between gritted teeth.
“Hmm, okay, maybe some more lube.” The fingers drew out, only to be back seconds later with something cold and Kyuhyun jerked again. He belatedly realized that instead of two, there were three fingers now and they slowly pumped out of him in repeated motions.
And then suddenly the fingers crooked to the right, touching something that made white sparks exploded in front of his eyes. Pleasure ran across his body with a jolt. He heard Siwon said something but he couldn’t process the words because the fingers touched that place again.
Unconsciously Kyuhyun began to move his hips, wanting to feel that electric pleasure again. He panted and moaned like a whore but he didn’t care. He just wanted to feel it again and again and maybe finally he could come. His cock was so hard and that nonstop movements of Siwon’s fingers stroking it didn’t help at all.
Soft kisses were placed alongside his neck. “Now tell me, how does it feel now? Does it still hurt?”
“No, no- ah! It feels good, feels really good, don’t stop please,” Kyuhyun was nearly sobbing. But instead of getting the release he yearned for, the fingers drew out. He moaned in disappointment and glanced back looking at Siwon. The man was holding a dildo and he was lubing it.
“What are you doing?”
Siwon smiled, twin dimples Kyuhyun hadn’t seen since Donghae left appeared. “What does it look like? I’m going to fuck you with this of course.”
“What?!”
“Research Kyuhyun, research.”
*
-Four months later-
Kyuhyun pulled three of Ursula Le Guin’s books from the shelves and check the titles. Planet of Exile, City of Illusions, The Left Hand of Darkness. Okay, I’m done. After making sure that these books were the ones that his Supply Chain Management professor asked for, he trudged back to the cashier area. Mentally preparing himself for the creepy Yesung and his iguana, Kyuhyun passed over the bestseller sections and gave Siwon’s new books one last hateful stare.
Placing the books on the cashier, he tried not to look at Yesung’s beady eyes. “It’ll be thirty two dollars,” he heard the creepy Yesung said. Pulling out his wallet, Kyuhyun counted three ten-dollar bills and one five-dollar. Creepy Yesung put the books in a shiny plastic bag and gave it to Kyuhyun. Mumbling a thanks, the student hurried away.
His university was six blocks away, but the weather was cloudy so Kyuhyun opted to take the bus. It wouldn’t be good if it suddenly rained; he didn’t bring his umbrella with him. Walking to the bus stop, he tried to banish Creepy Yesung’s stare away from his delicate brain.
The bus was not full, only three giggling girls and one serious-looking man sat in it but Kyuhyun opted to take a seat at the back. His mind wandered to his brother. What was Donghae doing right now? Did he enjoy Taiwan? Living in a foreign country all by himself must be tough, did he eat well? It had been four days since their last Skype chat and although Donghae had told him previously that he might not be able to contact Kyuhyun every day, the student missed his older brother.
Five minutes later he arrived at the university. The noon classes were already over thirty minutes ago but there were still some students lounging around in the park. Few bulky guys threw football to each other; here and there Kyuhyun could see group of students taking protections from the sun under a tree’s cool shade.
“Kyuhyun, come and sit with us!” one of his friends, Jonghyun called out.
Kyuhyun gestured at the plastic bag in his hand. “Can’t, I need to take this to Professor Han!” with one last apologetic smile, Kyuhyun waved Jonghyun goodbye and stepped into the second building. The hallway was nearly deserted so Kyuhyun quickly find his Supply Chain Management professor’s office.
Suddenly his cell phone beeped once, signaling a text message just came in. Thinking that it was Donghae, Kyuhyun quickly opened the message only to be disappointed when he saw Siwon’s name appearing on the screen. Hey, can you buy some groceries? Also please throw away Tao’s bamboo, a new shipment will arrive today.
Kyuhyun felt his eyebrow twitched. The rage that was gone previously came back in full force. Growling, he viciously threw the cell phone in his back pack. He’d buy the grocery alright, how about ten bottles of Tabasco and five packets of Jalapeno?
*
The apartment was quiet when he arrived one hour later, four bags of groceries in hand. Siwon was nowhere to be seen. According to his bizarre schedule this should be his time to sit around and read books so maybe he was in his room.
“I’m home,” Kyuhyun said as he tip-toed his shoes. Eyeing Tao who sat patiently on his rocking chair, Kyuhyun pet the stuffed toy once before heading to the kitchen. There was one tall package in the living room, with bamboo leaves peeking out of it so that must be the new bamboo shipment. Which reminded him, he should throw away the old ones; but he should put away the groceries first. Well, his domestic duties never stray far from taking out trashes and buying groceries (Siwon’s money of course, he refused to use his own) so Kyuhyun shouldn’t complain.
“Welcome home,” Siwon’s voice strayed from behind.
Kyuhyun turned around to see the older man stood few steps away. When the hell did he approach, Kyuhyun hadn’t heard a thing!
“You haven’t thrown away Tao’s old meal.”
“Yeah I’m about to do that after I finished putting these out.”
“I’ll do that, you can throw away the trash. Tao wouldn’t want to eat if he saw those old bamboos.” Without waiting for Kyuhyun’s response, Siwon began to take out several items. Kyuhyun watched as Siwon put the tomato and milk in the fridge. He felt an irritation seeping through him.
Did this guy even realize that Tao was not real? Every three days a new bamboo shipment would arrive, only get thrown away three days later. It was a total waste of money! But that was Siwon’s money so technically Kyuhyun shouldn’t say anything about it. Still, the irritation remained, especially when Siwon turned around and gave him a look that was saying: what the hell are you doing still standing there like an idiot?
Feeling as if he would snap at the man if he stayed longer, Kyuhyun chose to do what was asked (ordered) of him. He heaved the old bamboo box and carried it to the apartment’s trash room at the ground floor. The doorman gave him a knowing sympathetic look and Kyuhyun tried to smile at him although he failed at the end.
He was still feeling a little bit snappish.
Siwon was sitting on the couch with Tao on his lap when Kyuhyun reentered the apartment. He was cooing at the toy. Kyuhyun wanted to puke.
But it was until he saw the book lying innocently on the coffee table that he began to get angry. He’d know that hideous cover anywhere. It was Siwon’s book, the one that featured grassy-Hawaiian skirt-Kyuhyun. The one that Kyuhyun practically stared in it.
And suddenly everything blurred, flashes of Siwon’s previous dismissal, the sight of him catering to whatever Tao needs regardless the fact that Tao was not a real panda, Siwon’s neatness and freakiness and it was Kyuhyun who had to deal with that. So what if Kyuhyun couldn’t do a single house chore? Did Siwon have to snap at him? Did Kyuhyun deserve to be treated like…like a street whore and to be experimented just because the other’s man curiosity?
When had Kyuhyun stoop this low? Donghae didn’t raise him to be a whore. His parents would be so ashamed if he knew that Kyuhyun did these kinds of things. Sure he didn’t get technically paid for being Siwon’s guinea pig, but the older man provided him with a house and foods.
Although he couldn’t call this a home because in this house no one cared about him. Obviously Siwon didn’t. He didn’t even ask how Kyuhyun felt after he fucked him. He just assumed that it was okay and normal and featured him in a graphic sex novel for the rest of the world to see.
This whacko only cared about that stupid giant panda bear stuffed toy so why should he care about what Kyuhyun felt?
“Brat, are you okay?”
And of course there was that stupid nickname again. Kyuhyun had asked Siwon repeatedly not to call him that but did Siwon care to listen? Of course not. It was just something that Siwon couldn’t be bothered with. Suddenly Kyuhyun felt the hot anger rushed to his brain and the words had left his mouth before he could even think about it.
“You lied to me.”
Siwon looked confused, but he was still stroking Tao’s fake fur and the movement only angered Kyuhyun even more.
“You didn’t tell me that, that you will feature me in that stupid book. That was not a part of agreement. When you said that you need me as a muse, I thought it was only that and that’s that. If you think for one second that I’m going to let you do this then you’re mistaken.”
“I don’t understand,” Siwon replied.
“Of course you don’t! You never bother to understand, do you even try? You never listen to me, you just expect me to..to buy groceries and throw stupid bamboo things for stupid panda bear that’s not even real. He’s not alive so why do you care about him so much when an actual living person is besides you?”
“Kyu-“
“No! You shut up and you listen this time! You never do so can you do that just this once?” Without waiting for Siwon’s answer, Kyuhyun continued to rant, “I can take your neatness and freakiness and OCD-ness but if you think that I’ll just sit around and let you treat me like a fucking whore every time you need to do ‘research’ then you’re sorely mistaken. I’ve never felt so dirty in my life. I refused to be treated like this from you. And guess what? You even published your damn research!”
With Siwon still looking at him dumbfounded, Kyuhyun panted and walked towards the door. He quickly put on his shoes. He threw one last tantrum to the gaping older man. “Don’t call me brat. I’ve asked you repeatedly not to call me that but you, being you, never listen to anyone.”
He slammed the door with as loud bang as possible, only to open it again and shouted, “And I never wear a Hawaiian skirt!”
*
The next day Kyuhyun was sulking.
*
Three days after, Kyuhyun was still sulking.
-End of Chapter Two-
Part Three
Part One
Teaser
Main pairing: Siwon x Kyuhyun
Other pairings: ninja!Minsu
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boy x boy relationship
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Junior/DBSK/JYJ
Summary: WonKyu in Junjou Romantica setting. Siwon was a writer who wanted to write homosexual relationships. Kyuhyun was the free-loader in his house. Literally.
Author’s Note:a very very belated birthday present for bl4ckm4lice, hope you enjoy this one Cita! <3
Also I'd like to thank whoever plagiarized my fic because he/she had brought my WonKyu muse back. Reading his/her work and seeing my own little pieces of WonKyu made me miss them. So thank you very much, whoever you are!
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Be My Muse
Part Two
By: Sharl
Kyuhyun panted on the bed.
When in desperation he had agreed to be Siwon’s muse three weeks ago, this was not something he had in mind. Before agreeing Kyuhyun, being the smart university student that he was, had done a quick research about muses. According to Google and Wikipedia, the muses are goddesses of the inspiration of literature, science and arts. They were considered the source of the knowledge, related orally for centuries in the ancient culture that was contained in poetic lyrics and myths.
So when Siwon said he needed a muse and because he was an author, Kyuhyun thought it would involve doing research for the man, or borrowing books from the library. He never thought that it would involve him being tied-up on the bed, naked, with a dildo in his ass.
Currently kneeling on his knees, Kyuhyun had no choice except moaning out loud. His hands were tied behind him, not allowing any freedom on his movements at all. Thankfully he wasn’t gagged so actually he could scream for help if he wanted to. But this was a part of the agreement.
And although Kyuhyun refused to admit it, Siwon was damn talented with his tongue. Or toys. Whatever it was, Kyuhyun lost the ability to think since the older man first touched his cock because the whole thing felt so good.
He could hear Siwon tsk-ing from behind. “Stay still brat, this is a research.”
“W-why the fuck is this a research?!”
“There’s a sex scene between two guys in my newest book so I need to learn about that. Now stay still or I won’t release you for two days,” Siwon threatened in that serious tone of his. Kyuhyun had no choice but to be obeying the command. He tried to be as still as possible and not focusing on how Siwon’s tongue felt so good touching him there. Every lick from that talented tongue nearly tore a moan out of Kyuhyun.
And then something slick slipped into him. Instinctively Kyuhyun jerked once and tried to move away from the invading digit. And then soft kisses were placed alongside his naked, sweaty back.“Relax,” he heard Siwon whispered, “don’t fight it, just relax and feel.”
Kyuhyun moaned again. Something was stroking him and he realized it one minute later that it was Siwon’s hand stroking his cock, his embarrassingly hard cock. He felt embarrassed because this was not how it should have went, not at all. He shouldn’t get hard.
He was not a virgin (he had passed that stage in high school) but this was the first time he had something in his ass. And judging from the look on Siwon’s face and that stupid agreement, this wouldn’t be his last time either. The fact that he enjoyed the other’s touch so much confirmed two things: Kyuhyun was gay, or at least bisexual; and that he regretted he never fooled around with males before this. If he knew it would feel this good, he would’ve step to the other side long time ago.
“Okay tell me, Kyuhyun, how does it feel?”
“What-what do you mean?”
“Having two of my fingers in your anus, how does it feel?”
Kyuhyun widened his eyes. When the hell did it became two fingers instead of one? He didn’t even realize that. Now that Siwon had told him, Kyuhyun felt those two digits reaching to places inside him he never knew could be touched before. A particularly hard thrust from Siwon’s fingers reminded him that he had to answer the other’s question.
“Ah! It-it feels… weird. It hurts a bit,” he managed to say between gritted teeth.
“Hmm, okay, maybe some more lube.” The fingers drew out, only to be back seconds later with something cold and Kyuhyun jerked again. He belatedly realized that instead of two, there were three fingers now and they slowly pumped out of him in repeated motions.
And then suddenly the fingers crooked to the right, touching something that made white sparks exploded in front of his eyes. Pleasure ran across his body with a jolt. He heard Siwon said something but he couldn’t process the words because the fingers touched that place again.
Unconsciously Kyuhyun began to move his hips, wanting to feel that electric pleasure again. He panted and moaned like a whore but he didn’t care. He just wanted to feel it again and again and maybe finally he could come. His cock was so hard and that nonstop movements of Siwon’s fingers stroking it didn’t help at all.
Soft kisses were placed alongside his neck. “Now tell me, how does it feel now? Does it still hurt?”
“No, no- ah! It feels good, feels really good, don’t stop please,” Kyuhyun was nearly sobbing. But instead of getting the release he yearned for, the fingers drew out. He moaned in disappointment and glanced back looking at Siwon. The man was holding a dildo and he was lubing it.
“What are you doing?”
Siwon smiled, twin dimples Kyuhyun hadn’t seen since Donghae left appeared. “What does it look like? I’m going to fuck you with this of course.”
“What?!”
“Research Kyuhyun, research.”
*
-Four months later-
Kyuhyun pulled three of Ursula Le Guin’s books from the shelves and check the titles. Planet of Exile, City of Illusions, The Left Hand of Darkness. Okay, I’m done. After making sure that these books were the ones that his Supply Chain Management professor asked for, he trudged back to the cashier area. Mentally preparing himself for the creepy Yesung and his iguana, Kyuhyun passed over the bestseller sections and gave Siwon’s new books one last hateful stare.
Placing the books on the cashier, he tried not to look at Yesung’s beady eyes. “It’ll be thirty two dollars,” he heard the creepy Yesung said. Pulling out his wallet, Kyuhyun counted three ten-dollar bills and one five-dollar. Creepy Yesung put the books in a shiny plastic bag and gave it to Kyuhyun. Mumbling a thanks, the student hurried away.
His university was six blocks away, but the weather was cloudy so Kyuhyun opted to take the bus. It wouldn’t be good if it suddenly rained; he didn’t bring his umbrella with him. Walking to the bus stop, he tried to banish Creepy Yesung’s stare away from his delicate brain.
The bus was not full, only three giggling girls and one serious-looking man sat in it but Kyuhyun opted to take a seat at the back. His mind wandered to his brother. What was Donghae doing right now? Did he enjoy Taiwan? Living in a foreign country all by himself must be tough, did he eat well? It had been four days since their last Skype chat and although Donghae had told him previously that he might not be able to contact Kyuhyun every day, the student missed his older brother.
Five minutes later he arrived at the university. The noon classes were already over thirty minutes ago but there were still some students lounging around in the park. Few bulky guys threw football to each other; here and there Kyuhyun could see group of students taking protections from the sun under a tree’s cool shade.
“Kyuhyun, come and sit with us!” one of his friends, Jonghyun called out.
Kyuhyun gestured at the plastic bag in his hand. “Can’t, I need to take this to Professor Han!” with one last apologetic smile, Kyuhyun waved Jonghyun goodbye and stepped into the second building. The hallway was nearly deserted so Kyuhyun quickly find his Supply Chain Management professor’s office.
Suddenly his cell phone beeped once, signaling a text message just came in. Thinking that it was Donghae, Kyuhyun quickly opened the message only to be disappointed when he saw Siwon’s name appearing on the screen. Hey, can you buy some groceries? Also please throw away Tao’s bamboo, a new shipment will arrive today.
Kyuhyun felt his eyebrow twitched. The rage that was gone previously came back in full force. Growling, he viciously threw the cell phone in his back pack. He’d buy the grocery alright, how about ten bottles of Tabasco and five packets of Jalapeno?
*
The apartment was quiet when he arrived one hour later, four bags of groceries in hand. Siwon was nowhere to be seen. According to his bizarre schedule this should be his time to sit around and read books so maybe he was in his room.
“I’m home,” Kyuhyun said as he tip-toed his shoes. Eyeing Tao who sat patiently on his rocking chair, Kyuhyun pet the stuffed toy once before heading to the kitchen. There was one tall package in the living room, with bamboo leaves peeking out of it so that must be the new bamboo shipment. Which reminded him, he should throw away the old ones; but he should put away the groceries first. Well, his domestic duties never stray far from taking out trashes and buying groceries (Siwon’s money of course, he refused to use his own) so Kyuhyun shouldn’t complain.
“Welcome home,” Siwon’s voice strayed from behind.
Kyuhyun turned around to see the older man stood few steps away. When the hell did he approach, Kyuhyun hadn’t heard a thing!
“You haven’t thrown away Tao’s old meal.”
“Yeah I’m about to do that after I finished putting these out.”
“I’ll do that, you can throw away the trash. Tao wouldn’t want to eat if he saw those old bamboos.” Without waiting for Kyuhyun’s response, Siwon began to take out several items. Kyuhyun watched as Siwon put the tomato and milk in the fridge. He felt an irritation seeping through him.
Did this guy even realize that Tao was not real? Every three days a new bamboo shipment would arrive, only get thrown away three days later. It was a total waste of money! But that was Siwon’s money so technically Kyuhyun shouldn’t say anything about it. Still, the irritation remained, especially when Siwon turned around and gave him a look that was saying: what the hell are you doing still standing there like an idiot?
Feeling as if he would snap at the man if he stayed longer, Kyuhyun chose to do what was asked (ordered) of him. He heaved the old bamboo box and carried it to the apartment’s trash room at the ground floor. The doorman gave him a knowing sympathetic look and Kyuhyun tried to smile at him although he failed at the end.
He was still feeling a little bit snappish.
Siwon was sitting on the couch with Tao on his lap when Kyuhyun reentered the apartment. He was cooing at the toy. Kyuhyun wanted to puke.
But it was until he saw the book lying innocently on the coffee table that he began to get angry. He’d know that hideous cover anywhere. It was Siwon’s book, the one that featured grassy-Hawaiian skirt-Kyuhyun. The one that Kyuhyun practically stared in it.
And suddenly everything blurred, flashes of Siwon’s previous dismissal, the sight of him catering to whatever Tao needs regardless the fact that Tao was not a real panda, Siwon’s neatness and freakiness and it was Kyuhyun who had to deal with that. So what if Kyuhyun couldn’t do a single house chore? Did Siwon have to snap at him? Did Kyuhyun deserve to be treated like…like a street whore and to be experimented just because the other’s man curiosity?
When had Kyuhyun stoop this low? Donghae didn’t raise him to be a whore. His parents would be so ashamed if he knew that Kyuhyun did these kinds of things. Sure he didn’t get technically paid for being Siwon’s guinea pig, but the older man provided him with a house and foods.
Although he couldn’t call this a home because in this house no one cared about him. Obviously Siwon didn’t. He didn’t even ask how Kyuhyun felt after he fucked him. He just assumed that it was okay and normal and featured him in a graphic sex novel for the rest of the world to see.
This whacko only cared about that stupid giant panda bear stuffed toy so why should he care about what Kyuhyun felt?
“Brat, are you okay?”
And of course there was that stupid nickname again. Kyuhyun had asked Siwon repeatedly not to call him that but did Siwon care to listen? Of course not. It was just something that Siwon couldn’t be bothered with. Suddenly Kyuhyun felt the hot anger rushed to his brain and the words had left his mouth before he could even think about it.
“You lied to me.”
Siwon looked confused, but he was still stroking Tao’s fake fur and the movement only angered Kyuhyun even more.
“You didn’t tell me that, that you will feature me in that stupid book. That was not a part of agreement. When you said that you need me as a muse, I thought it was only that and that’s that. If you think for one second that I’m going to let you do this then you’re mistaken.”
“I don’t understand,” Siwon replied.
“Of course you don’t! You never bother to understand, do you even try? You never listen to me, you just expect me to..to buy groceries and throw stupid bamboo things for stupid panda bear that’s not even real. He’s not alive so why do you care about him so much when an actual living person is besides you?”
“Kyu-“
“No! You shut up and you listen this time! You never do so can you do that just this once?” Without waiting for Siwon’s answer, Kyuhyun continued to rant, “I can take your neatness and freakiness and OCD-ness but if you think that I’ll just sit around and let you treat me like a fucking whore every time you need to do ‘research’ then you’re sorely mistaken. I’ve never felt so dirty in my life. I refused to be treated like this from you. And guess what? You even published your damn research!”
With Siwon still looking at him dumbfounded, Kyuhyun panted and walked towards the door. He quickly put on his shoes. He threw one last tantrum to the gaping older man. “Don’t call me brat. I’ve asked you repeatedly not to call me that but you, being you, never listen to anyone.”
He slammed the door with as loud bang as possible, only to open it again and shouted, “And I never wear a Hawaiian skirt!”
*
The next day Kyuhyun was sulking.
*
Three days after, Kyuhyun was still sulking.
-End of Chapter Two-
Part Three
Part One
Teaser