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Like Velvet Chapter 5A
Title: Like Velvet
Pairing: Sihan, Kyumin side pairing: ZhouChul, Eunhae, Sungmin/Sunny
Genre: drama, romance, angst
Rating: R (for mature content and themes)
Summary: Hankyung knew no life other than that club where he had to do what he was told, bend over for whoever wanted it, do whatever his clients paid him to do and then one day he meets Siwon and he thinks he'll finally get out. But, Siwon never comes back even though he promised and Hankyung is left alone. Five years later he's out thanks to Heechul and then Siwon comes back..
Note: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shihan_ai and daidetre because I refuse to let her live her life in fear of Sihan.
[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5A] [Chapter 5B]
A/N: This chapter was so long I had to split it into two *complains* Annniiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! I am writing the Hanhae =) And there we go. Here is the first part and let me run along and post the second part. And let me just say sdjfhdsfd SIWON!!!!! *hugs him and protects him* And OH MY GAHH GENG!!!! And and and and *whispers:Kyuhan* *looks at everyone* *smiles all nice* I is satisfied.
Zhou Mi and Heechul and Kyuhyun were the closest thing he had to a family. His parents? He couldn’t even remember his parents. They told him that his mother died first and his father went days later. He couldn’t remember the car crash. He had been too young, much too young to remember. All he knew was what Daejung had told him.
Daejung had raised him, in his own way, but had raised him as best as he could, as best as a man like that could. Hankyung had been born Chinese, raised with the few Chinese workers they had. He spoke Chinese because they had taught him. Korean was his second language, had come to him only because Daejung had thought it useful.
He had never known any family besides the cold treatment they gave him. But, now, he had Heechul and Zhou Mi and little seven year old Henry who looked up to him and loved to call him gege.
"Where are we going Heechul-ah?" Hankyung asked coming into Heechul’s room.
"You need to get out more." Heechul said tossing over some clothes. "Me and Zhou Mi..."
"Zhou Mi and I." Zhou Mi said walking in.
"I come first." Heechul said slipping under Zhou Mi's arm. "You should be used to that already."
Zhou Mi smiled that calm, cheerful smile that had become so familiar to Hankyung.
"Whatever you want Heechul." Zhou Mi laughed. "We're going to a party gege."
"And what about Henry?" Hankyung asked. "Where is Henry?"
"Little Mochi went to school. He's staying with his friend for the night." Zhou Mi answered. "I wanted him to stay here, but Heechul says that Ryeowook's mother promised to watch him."
"She did. Now come and help me find my costume."
"Costume?" Hankyung asked standing up from his chair and following Zhou Mi and Heechul.
"Yes costume." Heechul said pulling things out from his closet. "We got you clothes, but we forgot about this party so you don't have a costume and now me and Mi are going to have to make one for you."
"Why costumes?" Hankyung asked. "I don't need help though. I wore many costumes at the club. I can come up with something."
"Well, I want to help you and so does Zhou Mi." Heechul said piling clothes on the bed. "Do you think we can put him in some tight, ripped pants, a leather jacket, some sunglasses and call him a biker?"
"Add some eyeliner and no one will care." Zhou Mi said.
Heechul nodded. "You do his face and hair."
"Okay Han Geng-ge. Strip."
***
Siwon was going to the party because Sungmin was going and Kyuhyun was going and he was being a good friend and watching out for Sungmin. Never mind that Heechul and Zhou Mi were going. Never mind that he knew that there was a possibility that he might be there.
"Siwon, hurry up." Sungmin called.
They were in Sungmin's apartment and Siwon was still in the bathroom looking at his costume. He didn't like it, but Sungmin said it suited him and gave him an excuse to wear a mask. The mask he had to wear and if he was truthful it wasn't as bad as he had expected. He looked good even if he felt far from princely.
"I'm going." he called as he stepped out.
"About time." Sungmin said getting up from the couch. "I thought I was going to get old here waiting for you. You look hot."
Siwon shook his head. He could do this. He wasn't going to be this somber, rude person forever. Sungmin had already picked up on the fact that something was bothering him. He couldn't tell him so he had to act as normal as possible.
"What are you supposed to be?" Siwon asked. "And don't say fallen angel because I'll bite you."
Sungmin laughed. "Ooh someone's feisty."
Siwon shrugged and opened the door. He followed Sungmin to his car and opened the door for his friend. Once he'd closed the door, he went over to the driver's side and slipped in himself.
"You're playing this whole prince thing way too much Siwonnie."
"You know I don't play. I've been trained this way."
"Siwonnie the puppy."
Siwon laughed because it was true. He was a damn puppy, trained to do what his parents said. He was trained to play nice, flirt the right way, run, walk. He couldn't even breathe without his parents' permission.
"You can always say no." Sungmin said when they were well on their way.
Siwon shrugged. "Why do you have a girlfriend?"
Siwon knew that he'd caught Sungmin off guard. The younger male blushed and that definitely did not go with the costume he was wearing. Sungmin looked like sin personified. He was in black leather, clothes that hugged everything just right and that black eyeliner piled on that way. And of course the halo. Sungmin did not look like he should be blushing.
"Stop doing that." Siwon said gluing his eyes on the road. "Fallen angels don't get all red when lowly princes ask them why they have girlfriends when said princes know for a fact that the fallen angels like men, specifically men named Kyuhyun. Why do you have a girlfriend Sungmin?"
"I like Sunny." Sungmin said playing with his jeans. "I don't know what you mean about Kyuhyun. He's just a friend."
"A friend you went on a date with, made out with and almost ended up in bed with." Siwon answered. "You wouldn't shut up about him. What changed?"
"Sunny is really nice. I was dating her before I met Kyuhyun. It isn't fair to her if I let her go just because of a one-time thing."
Siwon didn't even blink. "You do not like girls Min. You like Kyuhyun."
"I like Sunny."
"Okay." Siwon said as he parked the car. "You like Sunny, but it's only fair I warn you. Kyuhyun thinks you like him and he's not going to let you go."
Sungmin said nothing. Siwon didn't either and they went in together. The house belonged to some other rich man who had a taste for men, some friend of someone who didn't matter. No one could ever be sure who owned what when it came to these sort of things. They were all there because they were rich enough to be there or because they knew the right people. Parties like these never brooded well for people like Siwon, but he was done being careful. He was going to do what he wanted and may it work out how it may.
Siwon knew he was going to let go the minute he walked in. The music was loud. The place was full of people and there was the smell of beer and sweat and hormones and danger and sex. Siwon ended up on a couch watching as Sungmin's whole "I'm straight" act dissolved as the number of good looking men who went to talk to him increased. When Kyuhyun showed up, Sungmin had downed four beers and had loosened up considerably.
Siwon watched the anger in Kyuhyun's eyes as Sungmin flirted shamelessly with the man dressed in armor. Knight in shining armor was the way he'd introduced himself to Sungmin.
Siwon considered getting up and pulling Sungmin away, but Kyuhyun was there already. It was marvelous the way Kyuhyun went from angry to snarky and cocky as he stepped up to Sungmin. Siwon was halfway off the couch when Kyuhyun wrapped his arms around Sungmin's waist. He didn't go over because Sungmin let him, even turning to kiss Kyuhyun's jaw.
Siwon watched half amused and more jealous than anything as Kyuhyun and Sungmin went off to dance. He wished he could be that open about who he liked. Kyuhyun and Sungmin were there together, dancing or more like Sungmin was rubbing himself against Kyuhyun. Siwon didn't understand how that worked. Sungmin didn't like Kyuhyun, but he could rub himself all over Kyuhyun and laugh and flirt and kiss.
"Why are you staring so hard Siwonnie?"
"When did you get here Heechul hyung?" Siwon asked turning away from Kyuhyun and Sungmin.
"Just now. Zhou Mi is parking the car. Why are you looking at Sungmin so hard? Or is it Kyuhyun? Do you like Kyuhyun?"
"You know I don't date men." Siwon answered watching as Kyuhyun whispered in Sungmin's ear.
"You don't date men, but that doesn't mean you don't like men. I think it's about time you let go. No one will recognize you here Siwon. Let go even if it's just one night. You deserve that much."
Siwon turned away from Kyuhyun and Sungmin who were now busy sucking face. He knew he'd have to put up with Sungmin's complaints tomorrow and normally he would have dragged Sungmin back, but it was Kyuhyun. It was Kyuhyun and Siwon knew Sungmin was crazy about Kyuhyun even if Sungmin would never admit it himself.
Siwon sighed and almost choked when he saw Heechul. "What are you supposed to be?"
Heechul laughed. "Don't you worry your sweet little Christian head about it. Zhou Mi's my angel. He'll save me. Then again, I may end up tainting him."
"Play nice Heechul." Siwon said.
"I will as long as you don't sit there all day. People saw me talking to you. They know I know you and you better not let me down. Be fun love."
Siwon shook his head after Heechul. What was with his friends and their wish to look like sinful objects of desire? Because when he looked up there was Zhou Mi, so innocent looking in white, but next to him...
Siwon's heart stopped, had to have stopped because he wasn't breathing, wasn't moving, wasn't even there. But he was. He was because his heart came back to him with a violent tug, a nasty pull that left him almost doubling over at the pain. There between Zhou Mi and Heechul was him. There with Zhou Mi's arm around his waist and Heechul's hands around his was Hankyung, Han Geng. It was him.
Siwon watched him, looked at him, drank him in. He was so different and still exactly as he remembered. He was taller, his legs were longer, but he was still so eternally beautiful. Those eyes, that nervous smile. It was all exactly as he remembered. And they had him dressed in tight leather pants and that eyeliner. If you didn't look into those eyes, Hankyung looked so ready to be pushed down on the nearest surface. Even the way he stood, the way he held himself, it all said this man knew how to play.
The house was suddenly too small because Siwon couldn't breathe. His knees were weak and he felt like he was going to fall. Desire. It controlled him. It made him forget that he was Choi Siwon. All he wanted to do was go over there and hold that man, wanted to pull Hankyung into the nearest room and whisper in his ear, wanted to unravel him. It wasn't good.
He could remember that one time, those images playing as if a movie. Hankyung sitting on that small bed, one leg bent and one stretched out in front of him. Hankyung wearing nothing but a wife beater and shorts and boots, the rest of the clothes gone with that dance he'd done for Siwon. Hankyung watching him, telling him with those eyes that he was ready, more than ready. Siwon had unraveled in a way that had shocked him, but he had been so young back then. He'd been a baby and Hankyung had never been like him. Hankyung knew tricks that Siwon had never known existed.
And now there he was, five years older, five years more experienced, with five years more worth of men having touched him. He was no longer the same as he had been when Siwon had seen him last, but when Siwon looked up there were those eyes.
Those brown eyes looking at him. Brown eyes that belied the rest of the man. They were innocent eyes, eyes that said that even through everything this man was a lost child. Those eyes with that body, that grace. It was the ultimate sin and people would take advantage.
There were two ways to react to Hankyung. The way he was being held between Heechul and Zhou Mi, like a child, like someone who had to be protected. Or he could be watched the other way, the way the knight Sungmin had abandoned was looking at him, eyes dark with desire. Hankyung could easily be taken advantaged of because he was so innocently unaware of the effect he had, was so new to this side of the world. His world had been protected no matter what he had to do because Daejung had made sure that no one hurt his children. Out here there was no Daejung and there were many people who wanted things.
Siwon didn't like the knight in shining armor. He didn't like the way the man was watching Hankyung. He was already up before he realized what was happening, but he didn't have to move. Heechul noticed it first and with him Zhou Mi. Together they pulled Hankyung to the side and away from the wandering eyes.
Siwon could do nothing, but sit back down and watch. Courage. He'd left all that all those years ago. He had been sixteen. What could he have done? At sixteen his parents owned him, could mold him in their way. He'd been taught that courage and love didn't apply when it came to his parents. Honor had no meaning. He did what his parents told him even if it went against everything they had ever taught him was right and wrong.
So, he just sat. He sat and watched the way Heechul pulled Hankyung over to the other side of the room. The way Zhou Mi introduced Hankyung to that dancer, Donghae. He saw the shy smile from Donghae, the recognition in those big brown eyes of Donghae’s, but there was none in Hankyung’s. Siwon knew the instant that Donghae looked into Hankyung’s eye that there had been something. There was a story behind those eyes, behind the shy smile, the hurt that was quickly hidden. Donghae had a story with Hankyung.
And Siwon wanted to know what it was. Siwon wanted to know who Donghae was, why he was there, who he had been and why he looked at Hankyung that way. He was almost up again, when Eunhyuk, the other dancer showed up, Sungmin’s friend. He watched the way Eunhyuk slipped his hand into Donghae’s, saw the way Donghae turned to him, the way those brown eyes lost the hurt, lost the pain. Eunhyuk talked and Donghae laughed and Siwon wasn’t worried as Eunhyuk pulled Donghae to the dance floor. He wasn’t worried until he saw the way Donghae looked back.
And then Heechul pulled Hankyung to the dance floor and he was immediately surrounded, surrounded by Heechul and Zhou Mi and Donghae and Eunhyuk. And Siwon couldn’t move because there it was again. That overwhelming desire that burned through him. Was there anything better than watching Hankyung dance, watching those movements that seduced and knowing all the while that the eyes were innocent? Siwon wanted to dance with him, wanted to have Hankyung’s arms around his neck, wanted to be looking into those eyes, wanted to be seduced not with the movements of that body, but with those eyes, wanted to drown in them.
“Siwon.”
Siwon looked up into Sungmin’s smiling face.
“Siwon, I’m going home with Kyuhyun.” Sungmin said laughing as he almost slipped from Kyuhyun’s grasp.
“As you can tell.” Kyuhyun said securing Sungmin under his arm. “He is a bit over the drinks. And as much as I hate the idea of him going home with you, someone has to take him home and if I do I won’t be held responsible for what happens. Especially not since he’s been trying to stick his hand down my pants for the last half hour.”
Siwon looked at Sungmin and knew right away that the other man wasn’t drunk. Sungmin was testing Kyuhyun, was sober enough to know what he was doing. Sungmin was fine, but Siwon wasn’t about to tell Kyuhyun if Sungmin didn’t want to tell him.
“Siwonnie.” Sungmin said jumping into his arms. “Take me home.”
Siwon thanked Kyuhyun and walked off with Sungmin tucked under his arm. He didn’t miss the way Kyuhyun glared after him. He could practically feel those eyes burning holes into his back and Sungmin had some explaining to do.
A/N: there we go and I am going to go and post the next part of this chapter because if I don't I will go crazy and uh...it was going to be chapter 5 and 6 but I looked at it and went =/ i want to know what happens next and I have left you all wanting the sihan so there we go and let me shut up now and go post <3
Pairing: Sihan, Kyumin side pairing: ZhouChul, Eunhae, Sungmin/Sunny
Genre: drama, romance, angst
Rating: R (for mature content and themes)
Summary: Hankyung knew no life other than that club where he had to do what he was told, bend over for whoever wanted it, do whatever his clients paid him to do and then one day he meets Siwon and he thinks he'll finally get out. But, Siwon never comes back even though he promised and Hankyung is left alone. Five years later he's out thanks to Heechul and then Siwon comes back..
Note: For
shihan_ai and daidetre because I refuse to let her live her life in fear of Sihan.[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5A] [Chapter 5B]
A/N: This chapter was so long I had to split it into two *complains* Annniiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! I am writing the Hanhae =) And there we go. Here is the first part and let me run along and post the second part. And let me just say sdjfhdsfd SIWON!!!!! *hugs him and protects him* And OH MY GAHH GENG!!!! And and and and *whispers:Kyuhan* *looks at everyone* *smiles all nice* I is satisfied.
Zhou Mi and Heechul and Kyuhyun were the closest thing he had to a family. His parents? He couldn’t even remember his parents. They told him that his mother died first and his father went days later. He couldn’t remember the car crash. He had been too young, much too young to remember. All he knew was what Daejung had told him.
Daejung had raised him, in his own way, but had raised him as best as he could, as best as a man like that could. Hankyung had been born Chinese, raised with the few Chinese workers they had. He spoke Chinese because they had taught him. Korean was his second language, had come to him only because Daejung had thought it useful.
He had never known any family besides the cold treatment they gave him. But, now, he had Heechul and Zhou Mi and little seven year old Henry who looked up to him and loved to call him gege.
"Where are we going Heechul-ah?" Hankyung asked coming into Heechul’s room.
"You need to get out more." Heechul said tossing over some clothes. "Me and Zhou Mi..."
"Zhou Mi and I." Zhou Mi said walking in.
"I come first." Heechul said slipping under Zhou Mi's arm. "You should be used to that already."
Zhou Mi smiled that calm, cheerful smile that had become so familiar to Hankyung.
"Whatever you want Heechul." Zhou Mi laughed. "We're going to a party gege."
"And what about Henry?" Hankyung asked. "Where is Henry?"
"Little Mochi went to school. He's staying with his friend for the night." Zhou Mi answered. "I wanted him to stay here, but Heechul says that Ryeowook's mother promised to watch him."
"She did. Now come and help me find my costume."
"Costume?" Hankyung asked standing up from his chair and following Zhou Mi and Heechul.
"Yes costume." Heechul said pulling things out from his closet. "We got you clothes, but we forgot about this party so you don't have a costume and now me and Mi are going to have to make one for you."
"Why costumes?" Hankyung asked. "I don't need help though. I wore many costumes at the club. I can come up with something."
"Well, I want to help you and so does Zhou Mi." Heechul said piling clothes on the bed. "Do you think we can put him in some tight, ripped pants, a leather jacket, some sunglasses and call him a biker?"
"Add some eyeliner and no one will care." Zhou Mi said.
Heechul nodded. "You do his face and hair."
"Okay Han Geng-ge. Strip."
***
Siwon was going to the party because Sungmin was going and Kyuhyun was going and he was being a good friend and watching out for Sungmin. Never mind that Heechul and Zhou Mi were going. Never mind that he knew that there was a possibility that he might be there.
"Siwon, hurry up." Sungmin called.
They were in Sungmin's apartment and Siwon was still in the bathroom looking at his costume. He didn't like it, but Sungmin said it suited him and gave him an excuse to wear a mask. The mask he had to wear and if he was truthful it wasn't as bad as he had expected. He looked good even if he felt far from princely.
"I'm going." he called as he stepped out.
"About time." Sungmin said getting up from the couch. "I thought I was going to get old here waiting for you. You look hot."
Siwon shook his head. He could do this. He wasn't going to be this somber, rude person forever. Sungmin had already picked up on the fact that something was bothering him. He couldn't tell him so he had to act as normal as possible.
"What are you supposed to be?" Siwon asked. "And don't say fallen angel because I'll bite you."
Sungmin laughed. "Ooh someone's feisty."
Siwon shrugged and opened the door. He followed Sungmin to his car and opened the door for his friend. Once he'd closed the door, he went over to the driver's side and slipped in himself.
"You're playing this whole prince thing way too much Siwonnie."
"You know I don't play. I've been trained this way."
"Siwonnie the puppy."
Siwon laughed because it was true. He was a damn puppy, trained to do what his parents said. He was trained to play nice, flirt the right way, run, walk. He couldn't even breathe without his parents' permission.
"You can always say no." Sungmin said when they were well on their way.
Siwon shrugged. "Why do you have a girlfriend?"
Siwon knew that he'd caught Sungmin off guard. The younger male blushed and that definitely did not go with the costume he was wearing. Sungmin looked like sin personified. He was in black leather, clothes that hugged everything just right and that black eyeliner piled on that way. And of course the halo. Sungmin did not look like he should be blushing.
"Stop doing that." Siwon said gluing his eyes on the road. "Fallen angels don't get all red when lowly princes ask them why they have girlfriends when said princes know for a fact that the fallen angels like men, specifically men named Kyuhyun. Why do you have a girlfriend Sungmin?"
"I like Sunny." Sungmin said playing with his jeans. "I don't know what you mean about Kyuhyun. He's just a friend."
"A friend you went on a date with, made out with and almost ended up in bed with." Siwon answered. "You wouldn't shut up about him. What changed?"
"Sunny is really nice. I was dating her before I met Kyuhyun. It isn't fair to her if I let her go just because of a one-time thing."
Siwon didn't even blink. "You do not like girls Min. You like Kyuhyun."
"I like Sunny."
"Okay." Siwon said as he parked the car. "You like Sunny, but it's only fair I warn you. Kyuhyun thinks you like him and he's not going to let you go."
Sungmin said nothing. Siwon didn't either and they went in together. The house belonged to some other rich man who had a taste for men, some friend of someone who didn't matter. No one could ever be sure who owned what when it came to these sort of things. They were all there because they were rich enough to be there or because they knew the right people. Parties like these never brooded well for people like Siwon, but he was done being careful. He was going to do what he wanted and may it work out how it may.
Siwon knew he was going to let go the minute he walked in. The music was loud. The place was full of people and there was the smell of beer and sweat and hormones and danger and sex. Siwon ended up on a couch watching as Sungmin's whole "I'm straight" act dissolved as the number of good looking men who went to talk to him increased. When Kyuhyun showed up, Sungmin had downed four beers and had loosened up considerably.
Siwon watched the anger in Kyuhyun's eyes as Sungmin flirted shamelessly with the man dressed in armor. Knight in shining armor was the way he'd introduced himself to Sungmin.
Siwon considered getting up and pulling Sungmin away, but Kyuhyun was there already. It was marvelous the way Kyuhyun went from angry to snarky and cocky as he stepped up to Sungmin. Siwon was halfway off the couch when Kyuhyun wrapped his arms around Sungmin's waist. He didn't go over because Sungmin let him, even turning to kiss Kyuhyun's jaw.
Siwon watched half amused and more jealous than anything as Kyuhyun and Sungmin went off to dance. He wished he could be that open about who he liked. Kyuhyun and Sungmin were there together, dancing or more like Sungmin was rubbing himself against Kyuhyun. Siwon didn't understand how that worked. Sungmin didn't like Kyuhyun, but he could rub himself all over Kyuhyun and laugh and flirt and kiss.
"Why are you staring so hard Siwonnie?"
"When did you get here Heechul hyung?" Siwon asked turning away from Kyuhyun and Sungmin.
"Just now. Zhou Mi is parking the car. Why are you looking at Sungmin so hard? Or is it Kyuhyun? Do you like Kyuhyun?"
"You know I don't date men." Siwon answered watching as Kyuhyun whispered in Sungmin's ear.
"You don't date men, but that doesn't mean you don't like men. I think it's about time you let go. No one will recognize you here Siwon. Let go even if it's just one night. You deserve that much."
Siwon turned away from Kyuhyun and Sungmin who were now busy sucking face. He knew he'd have to put up with Sungmin's complaints tomorrow and normally he would have dragged Sungmin back, but it was Kyuhyun. It was Kyuhyun and Siwon knew Sungmin was crazy about Kyuhyun even if Sungmin would never admit it himself.
Siwon sighed and almost choked when he saw Heechul. "What are you supposed to be?"
Heechul laughed. "Don't you worry your sweet little Christian head about it. Zhou Mi's my angel. He'll save me. Then again, I may end up tainting him."
"Play nice Heechul." Siwon said.
"I will as long as you don't sit there all day. People saw me talking to you. They know I know you and you better not let me down. Be fun love."
Siwon shook his head after Heechul. What was with his friends and their wish to look like sinful objects of desire? Because when he looked up there was Zhou Mi, so innocent looking in white, but next to him...
Siwon's heart stopped, had to have stopped because he wasn't breathing, wasn't moving, wasn't even there. But he was. He was because his heart came back to him with a violent tug, a nasty pull that left him almost doubling over at the pain. There between Zhou Mi and Heechul was him. There with Zhou Mi's arm around his waist and Heechul's hands around his was Hankyung, Han Geng. It was him.
Siwon watched him, looked at him, drank him in. He was so different and still exactly as he remembered. He was taller, his legs were longer, but he was still so eternally beautiful. Those eyes, that nervous smile. It was all exactly as he remembered. And they had him dressed in tight leather pants and that eyeliner. If you didn't look into those eyes, Hankyung looked so ready to be pushed down on the nearest surface. Even the way he stood, the way he held himself, it all said this man knew how to play.
The house was suddenly too small because Siwon couldn't breathe. His knees were weak and he felt like he was going to fall. Desire. It controlled him. It made him forget that he was Choi Siwon. All he wanted to do was go over there and hold that man, wanted to pull Hankyung into the nearest room and whisper in his ear, wanted to unravel him. It wasn't good.
He could remember that one time, those images playing as if a movie. Hankyung sitting on that small bed, one leg bent and one stretched out in front of him. Hankyung wearing nothing but a wife beater and shorts and boots, the rest of the clothes gone with that dance he'd done for Siwon. Hankyung watching him, telling him with those eyes that he was ready, more than ready. Siwon had unraveled in a way that had shocked him, but he had been so young back then. He'd been a baby and Hankyung had never been like him. Hankyung knew tricks that Siwon had never known existed.
And now there he was, five years older, five years more experienced, with five years more worth of men having touched him. He was no longer the same as he had been when Siwon had seen him last, but when Siwon looked up there were those eyes.
Those brown eyes looking at him. Brown eyes that belied the rest of the man. They were innocent eyes, eyes that said that even through everything this man was a lost child. Those eyes with that body, that grace. It was the ultimate sin and people would take advantage.
There were two ways to react to Hankyung. The way he was being held between Heechul and Zhou Mi, like a child, like someone who had to be protected. Or he could be watched the other way, the way the knight Sungmin had abandoned was looking at him, eyes dark with desire. Hankyung could easily be taken advantaged of because he was so innocently unaware of the effect he had, was so new to this side of the world. His world had been protected no matter what he had to do because Daejung had made sure that no one hurt his children. Out here there was no Daejung and there were many people who wanted things.
Siwon didn't like the knight in shining armor. He didn't like the way the man was watching Hankyung. He was already up before he realized what was happening, but he didn't have to move. Heechul noticed it first and with him Zhou Mi. Together they pulled Hankyung to the side and away from the wandering eyes.
Siwon could do nothing, but sit back down and watch. Courage. He'd left all that all those years ago. He had been sixteen. What could he have done? At sixteen his parents owned him, could mold him in their way. He'd been taught that courage and love didn't apply when it came to his parents. Honor had no meaning. He did what his parents told him even if it went against everything they had ever taught him was right and wrong.
So, he just sat. He sat and watched the way Heechul pulled Hankyung over to the other side of the room. The way Zhou Mi introduced Hankyung to that dancer, Donghae. He saw the shy smile from Donghae, the recognition in those big brown eyes of Donghae’s, but there was none in Hankyung’s. Siwon knew the instant that Donghae looked into Hankyung’s eye that there had been something. There was a story behind those eyes, behind the shy smile, the hurt that was quickly hidden. Donghae had a story with Hankyung.
And Siwon wanted to know what it was. Siwon wanted to know who Donghae was, why he was there, who he had been and why he looked at Hankyung that way. He was almost up again, when Eunhyuk, the other dancer showed up, Sungmin’s friend. He watched the way Eunhyuk slipped his hand into Donghae’s, saw the way Donghae turned to him, the way those brown eyes lost the hurt, lost the pain. Eunhyuk talked and Donghae laughed and Siwon wasn’t worried as Eunhyuk pulled Donghae to the dance floor. He wasn’t worried until he saw the way Donghae looked back.
And then Heechul pulled Hankyung to the dance floor and he was immediately surrounded, surrounded by Heechul and Zhou Mi and Donghae and Eunhyuk. And Siwon couldn’t move because there it was again. That overwhelming desire that burned through him. Was there anything better than watching Hankyung dance, watching those movements that seduced and knowing all the while that the eyes were innocent? Siwon wanted to dance with him, wanted to have Hankyung’s arms around his neck, wanted to be looking into those eyes, wanted to be seduced not with the movements of that body, but with those eyes, wanted to drown in them.
“Siwon.”
Siwon looked up into Sungmin’s smiling face.
“Siwon, I’m going home with Kyuhyun.” Sungmin said laughing as he almost slipped from Kyuhyun’s grasp.
“As you can tell.” Kyuhyun said securing Sungmin under his arm. “He is a bit over the drinks. And as much as I hate the idea of him going home with you, someone has to take him home and if I do I won’t be held responsible for what happens. Especially not since he’s been trying to stick his hand down my pants for the last half hour.”
Siwon looked at Sungmin and knew right away that the other man wasn’t drunk. Sungmin was testing Kyuhyun, was sober enough to know what he was doing. Sungmin was fine, but Siwon wasn’t about to tell Kyuhyun if Sungmin didn’t want to tell him.
“Siwonnie.” Sungmin said jumping into his arms. “Take me home.”
Siwon thanked Kyuhyun and walked off with Sungmin tucked under his arm. He didn’t miss the way Kyuhyun glared after him. He could practically feel those eyes burning holes into his back and Sungmin had some explaining to do.
A/N: there we go and I am going to go and post the next part of this chapter because if I don't I will go crazy and uh...it was going to be chapter 5 and 6 but I looked at it and went =/ i want to know what happens next and I have left you all wanting the sihan so there we go and let me shut up now and go post <3