Eunhyuk.
(Requested by mymrsimple)
Smiling shyly at all the trainees and staff whom you passed, you made sure not to unbalance the stack of containers that you currently held in your hands. After getting some directions towards your goal from Donghae whom you had to defend your food from, you arrived outside Studio C and peeked in through the small window at Eunhyuk.
He had loud music on, you could hear the beats from outside the studio. It was a hard and fast routine this time, and you watched as he moved his body with those powerful thrusts and moves. It still amazed you every time you watched him dance. Seeing as you were a person with absolutely no hand-eye coordination, it was no wonder that you were reduced to pure wonderment every time you watched him dance, pulling choreography and improvising off the top of his head.
Suddenly he spun around, and in three steps he was pulling the door open, catching you as you fell in in surprise. He yelped in delight and caught you up in his arms, swinging you around and ignoring your yells for the boxes in your arms.
‘What are you doing here!’ Eunhyuk finally set you down.
You held up the boxes. ‘I brought food.’
Sitting on the floor with all the boxes spread out around you, you watched happily as Eunhyuk stuffed his face with your homemade kimbap and japchae.
‘I love you,’ he said seriously around a mouthful of kimchi. You leaned back laughing to avoid the spray.
After you watched him finish the food and fight Donghae off twice, who had sneaked in to try and pilfer some food, you were on the ground clutching your stomach from laughing so hard.
‘Out!’ Eunhyuk roared at a laughing Donghae as he shoved the younger man out of the studio. ‘Sorry about that,’ he plopped down next to you and pulled your feet into his lap, rubbing them gently.
‘So did you like my new dance? I know you were spying on me, don’t think I didn’t see you there,’ he cut you off, grinning as you opened and closed your mouth indignantly.
‘I like all your dances, anything is better compared to me.’
Eunhyuk thought for awhile before yanking you to your feet, settling you firmly against his body as you both faced the mirrors.
‘It’s not that hard you know,’ he said quietly, slowly placing your feet on his.
Slowly and steadily, he began to move, guiding your arms with his and your feet moving along with his, taking the both of you through one of his favourite dances that you’d seen him do countless times. You never got tired of it.
‘Watch,’ Eunhyuk whispered into your ear, tipping your chin up to look at both your reflections in the mirrors as you danced. ‘See, you can do it too.’
He stopped the both of you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on yours and crinkled up his eyes.
‘You can dance as well as anyone here.’
‘Not as good as you.’
‘True, but then I am the dance king.’
You chased him for a good five minutes after that, trying to throw the metal chopsticks at him before he finally surrendered and begged for your forgiveness. You rested your head on his shoulder and hummed contentedly as he outlined what he wanted to do for his next routine and Eunhyuk smiled back, as content as you were.
yes i am :) i’m sorry it’s been on hiatus for awhile i’ve in a busy period of my school term. hopefully i’ll have time to write again soon :)
Kyuhyun.
Kyuhyun half sat on the bed in a haze, eyes still heavily lidded as he slowly and mechanically brushed his teeth. You giggled as he couldn’t control a yawn, almost swallowing some toothpaste in the process. Wrinkling his nose, he caught hold of your wrist and tugged you down to sit in his lap, sticking his hand into your hoodie pocket and continued brushing his teeth.
You struggled, without a hint of a real fight. ‘Kyuhyun let me up. I have to go make breakfast.’
You head a muffled garbled noise coming from behind you and you turned your head, almost wishing you hadn’t the next second. ‘Ewwwww you’re getting toothpaste everywhere!’ You leapt out of his lap and yanked him to his feet, pushing him to the bathroom amidst his gargled protests and your giggles.
Biting your lip as you went to fry up some eggs and set the table, you smiled as a warm pair of arms winded around your waist.
‘I’m clean now,’ Kyuhyun mumbled sleepily.
‘Did you even shower?’ You wrinkled your nose.
‘No but I won’t have to for what I’ve planned for today,’ he nipped at your ear gently before turning you, trapping you between the wall and the warm circle of his arms.
Leaning down, he captured your lips insistently, locking you against him with his arms. You whimpered a little before giving in, you could never resist yourself against Kyuhyun and you clutched at the collar of his hoodie desperately, angling him closer to you. Kyuhyun swiped your bottom lip with his tongue and slid his hands under the hem of your hoodie, his cold hands making you gasp out and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. He wrapped his tongue around yours, tugging gently and you faintly registered the taste of peppermint through the fog in your mind.
Kyuhyun pulled back, smirking as he pressed another quick kiss to your mouth. ‘So what did that taste like?’
‘Peppermint?’ You answeredconfusedly, more preoccupied at the moment with his hands tracing circles on your skin, and less importantly, the smell of the eggs from the dining table.
‘That’s my toothpaste,’ Kyuhyun grinned. ‘Told you I was all clean for what we were going to do.’
He had to pin you against the wall again and kiss you senseless before you were willing to give him breakfast, but you couldn’t really complain.
Siwon.
You cracked an eye open as your cold compress was taken off your forehead. Groaning, you tried to sit up, even as Siwon tried to push you back down onto the bed.
‘Lie still,’ he intoned severely, putting the new compress on yourforehead as he did so, smoothing out your hair.
You tried to speak but ended up croaking and coughing even as he sympathetically handed you a glass of water. Siwon sat on the bed next to you and rubbed your back gently as you gulped the water down.
Taking the glass from you, he let you rest your head on his shoulder as he tried to tuck you in again. You pouted and tried to push him away.
‘Why don’t you want to get into bed and rest? You need to sleep.’ The famous eyebrows shot up into his hairline as he tried to stare you down.
‘But I can’t sleep if you don’t cuddle me,’ you pouted pathetically. ‘And I’m sick, so you have to do whatever I want.’
It took him thirty seconds before he groaned and lay down on the covers next to you, making sure you’re tightly tucked in.
‘It’s so warm, can’t I leave the covers off?’ You turned to face him, tucking your head into the crook of his neck.
‘No you are supposed to perspire the fever out, or keep warm because later you will get cold, or something.’ Siwon nuzzled your forehead and pressed a light kiss to your forehead. The slow circles he was drawing on your hip were slowly lulling you to sleep and you pressed your lips to the pulse on his neck.
He hummed as you did so. ‘Goodnight,’ Siwon smiled.
Heechul.
Waking up/morning after with Heechul for choi-yoona and lonely-lovebird.
You stirred in your sleep as something buzzed incessantly above your head. Stretching your arms out in a bid to reach in, you winced as your arm hit something and you flipped around, only to come face to face with your best friend.
‘Holy crap,’ you screamed, jolting him awake.
‘What what’s going on? Are we going to die?’ Heechul sat up before clutching at his head in agony.
You sat up too, scooting away from him before realising you were barely clothed. Yanking the blankets up to your chest, you accidentally tipped the poor boy out of bed. Shrieking when you realised he wasn’t clothed either, you buried your face in your hands, before realising that the buzzing sound was coming from your head.
‘What the hell happened last night?’
‘You gave me wine and soju, I blame you,’ Heechul snorted before standing and looking for his clothes.
When there was only silence for a good five minutes, he turned half-dressed, only to find you trying to wipe the tears off your face.
‘Hey hey,’ Heechul was alarmed to say the least, you never cried. ‘Why are you crying? Are you okay?’
‘How can you be so calm?’ You choked out. ‘What did we just do?’
His hand was heavy on your cheek. ‘Oh, you regret it?’
‘I do if it was nothing to you.’ You couldn’t stop the tears now. You had always liked him, but he had always treated you like a younger sister. To think that he would disrespect you like that, it was unthinkable. Closing your eyes, you let yourself drown in your own misery and headache.
A stroke down your cheek made you look up. ‘Silly girl, why didn’t you just tell me that you felt that way?’
He chucked your chin gently and leaned in to kiss you. Your body responded automatically, leaning forward to press against him as your hands clutched in his shirt. Heechul kissed you gently, sweetly, as if the events of last night didn’t happen and this was your first kiss. Lightly nipping at your bottom lip before drawing back, he stroked your hair as you cried against his shoulder.
‘You could have saved us about four months of heartache you know,’ he intoned mildly. ‘And here I thought you were crushing on that neighbour of yours.’
‘So what does this mean?’ Your eyes were still frightened though hopeful, and you almost pinched yourself.
‘You belong to me now of course.’ You snorted as the familiar smirk crept back onto his face and he tugged at your hand hard, making you fall into his lap.
Leaning down, Heechul placed his mouth just next to the shell of your ear.
‘Don’t even think of trying to run away from me, I’ll never let you go.’
Hey guys I’m back :) I just want to thank you all for sticking with me as I got settled into school and all that and I’ll probably get back to writing again. Just want to send a shoutout to superjuniorpicfics for mentioning me and I really thank you :) Everybody should go check out their stuff too :)
The request list has been updated and I’ll clear it slowly soon <3
Hello my dears, I’m sorry I haven’t been updating lately. I got caught up in the holidays and school is starting soon, so I’ll update less but I’ll get to it soon :) The request list will also be updated soon so don’t worry if you don’t see your request on the list cause the messages are still in my inbox :)
Zhou Mi.
You inclined your head awkwardly at the incredulous salesgirls as they whispered about you sitting tiredly waiting for your boyfriend in the changing room. You winced as you realised how that sounded, even in your head.
Drumming your fingers on your thigh, you sighed. ‘Mi, are you done yet? We’ve been here for two hours and through ten different outfits.’
‘Almost!’ You heard a little squeal as you realised that he had finally found an outfit he loved. Finally, you breathed to yourself before smiling awkwardly at the giggling salesgirls again.
Your boyfriend came out in his new outfit, his face half wrapped up in the scarf that he had to have on to protect his identity, and paid for his spoils, dumping his old clothes in a paper bag. You laughed as you watched his feet bounce excitedly and compulsively on the floor as he waited for his credit card to be returned.
Taking your hand gently, he pulled you out of the shop and into the frigid cold. You shivered and stepped closer to him. Zhou Mi laughed and put an arm around your shoulders, stroking your cold cheeks with the the bare tips of his fingers.
‘Cold?’
‘You think?’ You snorted. Stretching out your arms in front of you, you groaned as he kneaded your sore muscles apologetically.
‘Did I really take that long?’
‘I could have released two albums in the time you took,’ you wrinkled your nose at his crestfallen face and you tip toed to press a chaste kiss to his cheek, just above his fluffy red scarf, before burying your face in his coat to warm it up.
‘Merry Christmas.’
You peeked up at him, and stopped at the intense look in his eyes. Zhou Mi continued to stroke at your cheeks as he hummed under his breath. You smiled.
‘I wish that your vocal cords would heal,’ you whispered.
His fingers froze and shook just a little, before Zhou Mi stopped walking and pulled you to him, wrapping his arms tightly around you. Dropping his head to your shoulder, he mumbled, ‘I wish for that too.’
And the both of you just stood there, with the cold wind swirling around you, as you held each other, hoping for the promise of a new year.
New theme :) I hope this one is easier to read :)
They Say Younger Siblings Are The Worst
PG-13; Leeteuk/Fighting Junior
Crack. Takes place after FIghting Junior leaves Leeteuk and his new bride alone on their first meeting. The members are amused, but the leader is not happy.
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