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Dazed and Amazed
Title: Dazed and Amazed
Rating: R
Pairing: OT7 (SJM)
Genre: Humor
Summary: Kyuhyun's day was perfect until he sat next to Donghae at dinner.
A/N Yes, that is the title of an Epik High song. I honestly was too l;kaslRAGINGMADdfkjls to think of a proper name for this.
Kyuhyun didn’t know what to do. He was two minutes into the worst mood of his life and he already knew that it wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon.
He hadn’t had a bad day; in fact, it had been relatively wonderful.
The lights had broken at the studio but he had finished his shots before the catastrophe struck, so he was able to return home before everyone else. He treasured time to himself and when no one bothered him for the rest of the day, he was sure that Christmas had come early.
He hadn’t cared at all when, on a quest for clean socks, he had accidentally walked in on Siwon and Hangeng in the shower. They had made him swear through the plastic curtain that he hadn’t taken pictures (he had gone through that phase at one point) and Kyuhyun had left the bathroom snickering to himself, clean socks in hand.
Five minutes later he was still smiling and not at all annoyed as Donghae chased Henry around the dorm, screaming something about high pitched violin noises killing a newly purchased goldfish. He was totally okay when Ryeowook came in and asked him if he wouldn’t mind gathering everyone for food. If Kyuhyun had read Ryeowook’s smile correctly, a helping hand would gain him more than just a simple thank you later that evening.
Hangeng and Siwon had ignored his yelling about food, but finally Henry and Donghae had gotten so loud that Siwon had stormed out of the bathroom holding a very pink towel over himself, promising a reenactment of Happy Camp if they didn’t settle down. Kyuhyun had almost laughed, but as every one grabbed bowls and food (Siwon still wrapped in his micro-cotton and providing some very distracting eye-candy for everyone around the table,) he realized that maybe he shouldn’t. So he had just pulled out a chair and focused on eating as Hangeng came out of his bedroom (dressed, Kyuhyun had noted morosely,) and proceeded to lecture Donghae and Henry for the obscene level of noise.
And that’s when it had started.
In all honestly, Kyuhyun should have known not to sit next to Donghae. The elder slurped his ramen loudly before launching into a “save my goldfish” campaign, and Kyuhyun found himself ready to punch the dancer in between his eyes.
No one noticed, of course. Everyone was used to Donghae’s lack of manners when there was no one to impress, but Kyuhyun could hear each squish of the noodles as Donghae chewed and God. Kyuhyun wanted to cut a bitch. He almost snapped his chopsticks as he gripped them tightly, trying very hard not to pick up Donghae’s bowl and dump it over his head. He went over the day again and couldn’t for the life of him think of a reason for his state of mind. It had been a good day.
He ate silently, enduring every smoosh that slipped out of Donghae’s mouth as he defended himself and his dead goldfish. Repeatedly. Hangeng had stopped listening and, if Kyuhyun was any judge, was currently playing footsie underneath the table with Ryeowook. Bastard.
Donghae swallowed loudly and Kyuhyun bit his tongue. Get a grip, Kyuhyun hissed to himself, He’s just eating, you don’t need to be mad about that.
“HYUNG!” Donghae yelled and Kyuhyun want to cry when half-chewed ramen landed on his plate.
“I’m listening.”
“No you’re not! You’re staring at Ryeowook!”
Hangeng gave Donghae a Would You Rather I Stared At You look and then went back to his food, smirking to himself as Donghae mumbled something that sounded like “I’ll make you listen to me later,” but Kyuhyun wasn’t exactly sure.
“Kyuhyun’s turn for dishes!” Henry stood up rather abruptly, apparently already done. “Off to practice!”
“Oh no you don’t,” Donghae almost cracked his skull on the table corner in his haste to bolt, and this time, Kyuhyun was thoroughly pissed off as Henry locked himself in a room to play. Donghae yelling about Henry paying the funeral fees for his fish did not help matters.
“Hey! Clear your dishes!” Siwon trotted after them, “Remember what I said about Happy Camp? Donghae! HAPPY. CAMP.”
Kyuhyun popped into his room and grabbed his iPod, hoping that listening to his “when you’re in a bad mood” playlist would make him feel better. Dishes done, playlist repeated several times and Kyuhyun wanted to bite Ryeowook’s head off when he was asked if Kyuhyun wanted to watch a movie.
“No.”
Ryeowook pouted and moved closer, staring at Kyuhyun hopefully, “Please? Gege already said he would; we could all watch it together.”
“No.”
Kyuhyun was well aware of what he was actually refusing, but he was too irritated by the fact that Donghae was singing Under the Sea a la funeral march to care.
“Kui Xian?”
“Not now, Zhou Mi.” And Kyuhyun shut himself in his room and fished around in the dark for his computer. It was passworded for exactly this purpose; he did not want anyone to know that he had the Rokkuko MV stored deep in his files. It was there solely for laughs when he needed them. However, his Laugh At Bandmates plan failed, and instead found himself terribly annoyed at their overly happy expressions. And it just made him miss singing in Korean.
He tried Starcraft next, thinking that blowing things up would make him feel better. It didn’t, and he slammed his laptop shut.
Fuck my life.
Kyuhyun tried re-reading his favorite books, but the irritated weight in his body just stayed, and he felt ready to burst into tears.
The noise outside had suspiciously ceased and instead of thinking too hard about it, Kyuhyun took a moment to breathe. Focus. Nothing happened. Nothing but Donghae chewing loudly and throwing a fit and Hangeng stealing the lay you had planned for the evening, and Zhou Mi being far too concerned for his own good. It’s normal. Nothing to freak out about.
Kyuhyun took a breath, steadying his thoughts.
Fuck my life.
“Kui Xian?”
“Go. Away.”
He heard a little bit of shuffling and then a few voices before he was cursing Hangeng for enforcing his “all locks must have keys” rule.
The bed dipped and Kyuhyun felt an arm wrap around him. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Kyuhyun responded honestly,, “I want to be alone. Go bother Henry.”
“He’s busy making up with Donghae.”
“Hangeng.”
“Watching a movie with Ryeowook.”
“Siwon.”
“On the phone with Heechul.”
Kyuhyun sighed. “You’re irritating me just by being in here.”
“I’ll be very quiet.”
“I already want to snap your arm in half.”
Zhou Mi’s laughter made Kyuhyun grit his teeth.
“It was Donghae wasn’t it? I saw the food that landed in your bowl.”
Kyuhyun felt his chin tremble a little and he thought that maybe it might be okay to cry in front of Zhou Mi. “And Hangeng,” Kyuhyun managed, “he stole Ryeowook from me. And all the yelling and the dishes and no one even noticing and-” Kyuhyun found himself pulled into a tight hug as his frustration poured out his mouth.
“Ah, Kui Xian. I noticed.”
“You always notice,” Kyuhyun mumbled.
“That’s because I’m spectacular.”
“You spend too much time talking with Heechul,” Kyuhyun quipped, but he found that Zhou Mi’s warmth was penetrating a little of his foulness, and he closed his eyes as Zhou Mi spooned them comfortably. “Warm.”
Zhou Mi chuckled into Kyuhyun’s ear. Oh yes. Definitely warm.
There was another knock on the door and before Kyuhyun could say go the fuck away Donghae and Henry slipped inside. Kyuhyun thought they looked a little tousled, but he couldn’t be too sure.
“What?”
Henry came up to him first and laid down, creating something of a Kyuhyun sandwich on the bed. “Sorry for being loud,” he whispered.
Before Kyuhyun could open his mouth to say “you’re not forgiven,” Donghae was on the bed, straddling him, with Donghae’s Sexy Bedroom Face (not to be confused with Donghae’s Sexy Camera Face) on it’s highest setting. “I’m sorry I spit all over you at dinner.”
Kyuhyun found the use of Donghae’s Sexy Bedroom Voice totally unfair.
“I’m open to any sort of punishment.”
Five minutes ago, Kyuhyun would have said “Get off me and go away,” but now...now Donghae was looking positively delicious and Kyuhyun wouldn’t have sent him away for all the tea in China.
“Hyung,” Henry whispered into his ear, and Kyuhyun shuddered a little because he has this thing about people calling him hyung.
“We’re sorry,” Donghae whispered, and Kyuhyun forgot why he had been mad at them as three pairs of lips descended on his body. Or, maybe it was four pairs.
Kyuhyun cracked an eyelid open and saw Ryeowook smiling tiredly, his hand threaded in Hangeng’s hair as their leader kissed down Kyuhyun’s neck.
“Don’t you look sated,” Kyuhyun bit out, but he found that he couldn’t really be mad.
“He is,” Hangeng sounded a little proud of himself, and Kyuhyun watched Henry slide off the bed and onto Ryeowook’s lap muttering about missing his kisses, “I’m sorry I stole him from you.”
Kyuhyun tried to reply (“It’s okay, Don’t worry, Fuck yes bite right there,”) but Donghae’s hands were taking his pants off and Donghae’s mouth was kissing his stomach and all he could do was moan.
“I knew I heard noises,” Siwon’s voice said from the doorway, and Kyuhyun was momentarily distracted from Donghae’s mouth as Siwon stepped into the room. Without the pink towel.
“Ngh,” Kyuhyun greeted.
Zhou Mi chuckled in Kyuhyun’s ear again, “Siwon makes me do that too.”
“We need a bigger bed,” Siwon announced above the gasping, meeting Hangeng’s lips eagerly over Kyuhyun’s body.
Donghae’s tongue did something wonderful against Kyuhyun’s skin as his hands slid down Kyuhyun’s stomach, making him incapable of doing anything but groan into Zhou Mi’s mouth and arch his body into Donghae's.
Kyuhyun later contemplated, with Ryeowook’s head on his chest and Donghae sprawled over Siwon and Zhou Mi, and Henry curled up beside Hangeng, that maybe he should sit next to Donghae more often.
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Written because I a great day yesterday but then my Dad started chewing funny at dinner and I entered into the worst mood of my life which I am only now starting to come out of. I will probably read this when I am more coherent later and barf everywhere becuz of it's UTTER FAIL but...I needed to write something and this is what came out.
Rating: R
Pairing: OT7 (SJM)
Genre: Humor
Summary: Kyuhyun's day was perfect until he sat next to Donghae at dinner.
A/N Yes, that is the title of an Epik High song. I honestly was too l;kaslRAGINGMADdfkjls to think of a proper name for this.
Kyuhyun didn’t know what to do. He was two minutes into the worst mood of his life and he already knew that it wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon.
He hadn’t had a bad day; in fact, it had been relatively wonderful.
The lights had broken at the studio but he had finished his shots before the catastrophe struck, so he was able to return home before everyone else. He treasured time to himself and when no one bothered him for the rest of the day, he was sure that Christmas had come early.
He hadn’t cared at all when, on a quest for clean socks, he had accidentally walked in on Siwon and Hangeng in the shower. They had made him swear through the plastic curtain that he hadn’t taken pictures (he had gone through that phase at one point) and Kyuhyun had left the bathroom snickering to himself, clean socks in hand.
Five minutes later he was still smiling and not at all annoyed as Donghae chased Henry around the dorm, screaming something about high pitched violin noises killing a newly purchased goldfish. He was totally okay when Ryeowook came in and asked him if he wouldn’t mind gathering everyone for food. If Kyuhyun had read Ryeowook’s smile correctly, a helping hand would gain him more than just a simple thank you later that evening.
Hangeng and Siwon had ignored his yelling about food, but finally Henry and Donghae had gotten so loud that Siwon had stormed out of the bathroom holding a very pink towel over himself, promising a reenactment of Happy Camp if they didn’t settle down. Kyuhyun had almost laughed, but as every one grabbed bowls and food (Siwon still wrapped in his micro-cotton and providing some very distracting eye-candy for everyone around the table,) he realized that maybe he shouldn’t. So he had just pulled out a chair and focused on eating as Hangeng came out of his bedroom (dressed, Kyuhyun had noted morosely,) and proceeded to lecture Donghae and Henry for the obscene level of noise.
And that’s when it had started.
In all honestly, Kyuhyun should have known not to sit next to Donghae. The elder slurped his ramen loudly before launching into a “save my goldfish” campaign, and Kyuhyun found himself ready to punch the dancer in between his eyes.
No one noticed, of course. Everyone was used to Donghae’s lack of manners when there was no one to impress, but Kyuhyun could hear each squish of the noodles as Donghae chewed and God. Kyuhyun wanted to cut a bitch. He almost snapped his chopsticks as he gripped them tightly, trying very hard not to pick up Donghae’s bowl and dump it over his head. He went over the day again and couldn’t for the life of him think of a reason for his state of mind. It had been a good day.
He ate silently, enduring every smoosh that slipped out of Donghae’s mouth as he defended himself and his dead goldfish. Repeatedly. Hangeng had stopped listening and, if Kyuhyun was any judge, was currently playing footsie underneath the table with Ryeowook. Bastard.
Donghae swallowed loudly and Kyuhyun bit his tongue. Get a grip, Kyuhyun hissed to himself, He’s just eating, you don’t need to be mad about that.
“HYUNG!” Donghae yelled and Kyuhyun want to cry when half-chewed ramen landed on his plate.
“I’m listening.”
“No you’re not! You’re staring at Ryeowook!”
Hangeng gave Donghae a Would You Rather I Stared At You look and then went back to his food, smirking to himself as Donghae mumbled something that sounded like “I’ll make you listen to me later,” but Kyuhyun wasn’t exactly sure.
“Kyuhyun’s turn for dishes!” Henry stood up rather abruptly, apparently already done. “Off to practice!”
“Oh no you don’t,” Donghae almost cracked his skull on the table corner in his haste to bolt, and this time, Kyuhyun was thoroughly pissed off as Henry locked himself in a room to play. Donghae yelling about Henry paying the funeral fees for his fish did not help matters.
“Hey! Clear your dishes!” Siwon trotted after them, “Remember what I said about Happy Camp? Donghae! HAPPY. CAMP.”
Kyuhyun popped into his room and grabbed his iPod, hoping that listening to his “when you’re in a bad mood” playlist would make him feel better. Dishes done, playlist repeated several times and Kyuhyun wanted to bite Ryeowook’s head off when he was asked if Kyuhyun wanted to watch a movie.
“No.”
Ryeowook pouted and moved closer, staring at Kyuhyun hopefully, “Please? Gege already said he would; we could all watch it together.”
“No.”
Kyuhyun was well aware of what he was actually refusing, but he was too irritated by the fact that Donghae was singing Under the Sea a la funeral march to care.
“Kui Xian?”
“Not now, Zhou Mi.” And Kyuhyun shut himself in his room and fished around in the dark for his computer. It was passworded for exactly this purpose; he did not want anyone to know that he had the Rokkuko MV stored deep in his files. It was there solely for laughs when he needed them. However, his Laugh At Bandmates plan failed, and instead found himself terribly annoyed at their overly happy expressions. And it just made him miss singing in Korean.
He tried Starcraft next, thinking that blowing things up would make him feel better. It didn’t, and he slammed his laptop shut.
Fuck my life.
Kyuhyun tried re-reading his favorite books, but the irritated weight in his body just stayed, and he felt ready to burst into tears.
The noise outside had suspiciously ceased and instead of thinking too hard about it, Kyuhyun took a moment to breathe. Focus. Nothing happened. Nothing but Donghae chewing loudly and throwing a fit and Hangeng stealing the lay you had planned for the evening, and Zhou Mi being far too concerned for his own good. It’s normal. Nothing to freak out about.
Kyuhyun took a breath, steadying his thoughts.
Fuck my life.
“Kui Xian?”
“Go. Away.”
He heard a little bit of shuffling and then a few voices before he was cursing Hangeng for enforcing his “all locks must have keys” rule.
The bed dipped and Kyuhyun felt an arm wrap around him. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Kyuhyun responded honestly,, “I want to be alone. Go bother Henry.”
“He’s busy making up with Donghae.”
“Hangeng.”
“Watching a movie with Ryeowook.”
“Siwon.”
“On the phone with Heechul.”
Kyuhyun sighed. “You’re irritating me just by being in here.”
“I’ll be very quiet.”
“I already want to snap your arm in half.”
Zhou Mi’s laughter made Kyuhyun grit his teeth.
“It was Donghae wasn’t it? I saw the food that landed in your bowl.”
Kyuhyun felt his chin tremble a little and he thought that maybe it might be okay to cry in front of Zhou Mi. “And Hangeng,” Kyuhyun managed, “he stole Ryeowook from me. And all the yelling and the dishes and no one even noticing and-” Kyuhyun found himself pulled into a tight hug as his frustration poured out his mouth.
“Ah, Kui Xian. I noticed.”
“You always notice,” Kyuhyun mumbled.
“That’s because I’m spectacular.”
“You spend too much time talking with Heechul,” Kyuhyun quipped, but he found that Zhou Mi’s warmth was penetrating a little of his foulness, and he closed his eyes as Zhou Mi spooned them comfortably. “Warm.”
Zhou Mi chuckled into Kyuhyun’s ear. Oh yes. Definitely warm.
There was another knock on the door and before Kyuhyun could say go the fuck away Donghae and Henry slipped inside. Kyuhyun thought they looked a little tousled, but he couldn’t be too sure.
“What?”
Henry came up to him first and laid down, creating something of a Kyuhyun sandwich on the bed. “Sorry for being loud,” he whispered.
Before Kyuhyun could open his mouth to say “you’re not forgiven,” Donghae was on the bed, straddling him, with Donghae’s Sexy Bedroom Face (not to be confused with Donghae’s Sexy Camera Face) on it’s highest setting. “I’m sorry I spit all over you at dinner.”
Kyuhyun found the use of Donghae’s Sexy Bedroom Voice totally unfair.
“I’m open to any sort of punishment.”
Five minutes ago, Kyuhyun would have said “Get off me and go away,” but now...now Donghae was looking positively delicious and Kyuhyun wouldn’t have sent him away for all the tea in China.
“Hyung,” Henry whispered into his ear, and Kyuhyun shuddered a little because he has this thing about people calling him hyung.
“We’re sorry,” Donghae whispered, and Kyuhyun forgot why he had been mad at them as three pairs of lips descended on his body. Or, maybe it was four pairs.
Kyuhyun cracked an eyelid open and saw Ryeowook smiling tiredly, his hand threaded in Hangeng’s hair as their leader kissed down Kyuhyun’s neck.
“Don’t you look sated,” Kyuhyun bit out, but he found that he couldn’t really be mad.
“He is,” Hangeng sounded a little proud of himself, and Kyuhyun watched Henry slide off the bed and onto Ryeowook’s lap muttering about missing his kisses, “I’m sorry I stole him from you.”
Kyuhyun tried to reply (“It’s okay, Don’t worry, Fuck yes bite right there,”) but Donghae’s hands were taking his pants off and Donghae’s mouth was kissing his stomach and all he could do was moan.
“I knew I heard noises,” Siwon’s voice said from the doorway, and Kyuhyun was momentarily distracted from Donghae’s mouth as Siwon stepped into the room. Without the pink towel.
“Ngh,” Kyuhyun greeted.
Zhou Mi chuckled in Kyuhyun’s ear again, “Siwon makes me do that too.”
“We need a bigger bed,” Siwon announced above the gasping, meeting Hangeng’s lips eagerly over Kyuhyun’s body.
Donghae’s tongue did something wonderful against Kyuhyun’s skin as his hands slid down Kyuhyun’s stomach, making him incapable of doing anything but groan into Zhou Mi’s mouth and arch his body into Donghae's.
Kyuhyun later contemplated, with Ryeowook’s head on his chest and Donghae sprawled over Siwon and Zhou Mi, and Henry curled up beside Hangeng, that maybe he should sit next to Donghae more often.
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Written because I a great day yesterday but then my Dad started chewing funny at dinner and I entered into the worst mood of my life which I am only now starting to come out of. I will probably read this when I am more coherent later and barf everywhere becuz of it's UTTER FAIL but...I needed to write something and this is what came out.
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How can Donghae make Under the Sea sad!? Its one of Disney's best happy songs!
And Kyu's hidden 'Hyung' kink! XD
WIN
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<3