I Want to Drown in Your Eyes

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Title: I Want to Drown in Your Eyes
Pairing hanchul...hanchul...and...uh...more Hanchul
Genre: smut, fluff, romance
Rating: R
Summary: Heechul never knew what it was like to give himself over completely, never imagined that it would be like that, be that liberating. He never understood what it meant to drown in someone's eyes, not until he drowned in Han Geng's.
Note: For the kpop_prompts challenge. Prompt #1, number 21


A/N: THIS I BLAME ENTIRELY ON daidetre She posted this gif and what did you all expect??? Hmmm???? I think I am pretty predictable and Han Geng blowing me kisses while looking that freaking hot breaks my mind into tiny little useless pieces. I blame this fluffy nonsense on daidetre and on that gif, but mostly her because she was the one WHO SHOVED SEXY AS HELL GENG INTO MY FACE!!! And because I DO NOT WANT SAD HANCHUL D: I. DO. NOT. WANT. Someone make me happy and write some ridiculous, fluffy, delicious hanchul like soju_drip did. Anyway, I leave this to entertain you all while I go finish that siwook I am working on. And take this as a distraction as I disappear for a few days to be sick in peace =)


It’s the stare, the intense gaze that does it. There is no denying it, not for Heechul. He’s sitting in the living room, flipping through the new Chinese channels they got after Heechul “accidentally” canceled their account with the last cable company. Heechul doesn’t expect to see Han Geng, not that day. He talked to Han Geng just a few minutes ago. They couldn’t talk long because Han Geng had to go somewhere. Heechul didn’t know where, not until he flipped through the channels.

Heechul hears the music first, the jumping beat, the yell. Heechul doesn’t understand why Han Geng didn’t talk like that when he was in Super Junior because Heechul swears that that voice alone is enough to make him nice and docile. Heechul turns back to the TV, his heart jumping to the beat of the song, losing the controlled rhythm when he realizes that this is not a music video.
This is a live recording.

Han Geng is on stage.

Live.

Looking at Heechul.

Never mind that millions of people can see him, from every part of the world. Never mind that those eyes are looking at a camera and not at Heechul. Never fucking mind because Han Geng has never looked so fucking hot, not that way, never when he was in Korea.

“Fuck.” Heechul whispers more to himself than to anyone since there is no one in the room with him.

He is taking a few days off because of a certain incident. He is alone in the dorm so he can stare like a complete love struck idiot as his idiot dances across a stage that he clearly owns. Heechul had never really noticed exactly how hot Han Geng was. He never noticed how amazing the other man could look, how he could control with that single look. It had never occurred to Heechul to pay attention, not when Han Geng was here, so easily available.

But, now Han Geng isn’t here. Now, all Heechul has are these videos, the occasional secret trip to China, the many phone calls, plus the phone bills. He can’t just march into Han Geng’s room and push him down on the mattress and demand that Han Geng give him what he wants. Han Geng is too far away, but when Heechul looks at that screen, it’s almost as if Han Geng is right there.

The brown eyes look at him through the screen. Han Geng’s hair looks atrocious, but it works for him. It works for him and Heechul doesn’t know what the fuck happened in between the time he was in Korea and the time he disappeared. Whatever the hell happened, Heechul is glad it did. He stares, eyes focused on the screen as Han Geng dances. His breath catches in his throat when Han Geng smiles at the camera.

It’s perfect what happens next. Han Geng is wearing the sleeveless shirt; his Lady Gaga homage Heechul calls it. Han Geng’s hair is pulled to the left side, piled on top of his head like a big mushroom. Heechul hates it, but he can’t help the way his hands twitch. What he wouldn’t give to run his hands through that hair, to pull, arch against those new muscles on Han Geng’s stomach.

He’s just letting his imagination have its fun when Han Geng turns to the side, that smirk on his lips, that smirk that is mocking Heechul. That smirk that’s telling him, begging him to go over there and press Han Geng against the nearest wall. Heechul has a hard time swallowing when Han Geng turns sideways, hand brushing his lips as he blows a kiss. It’s not the kiss that does it, could never be that kiss because Heechul knows what Han Geng’s kisses are like and this one, this one is nothing compared to Han Geng’s tongue running along his, lips pressed hard, teeth biting down…No this is damn right innocent compared to Han Geng when he’s with Heechul.

It’s not the kiss. It’s the stare, the eyes that get to Heechul. It’s that look that says “come fuck me” that has Heechul reaching for his cellphone, dialing the flight agency. He mutters a few words, books a ticket in two hours time and is back to looking at Han Geng. He’s hit the record button and he rewinds, slows down on Han Geng’s eyes. The brown eyes pulled at the corner, that aggressive grimace, that slow movement of the hands. Han Geng’s fucking eyes that have Heechul almost whimpering as he runs back to his room.

He’s throwing things into his suitcase, flipping open his cellphone. His manager doesn’t pick up and Heechul leaves a quick message.

“I’m going to be away for two days. I’ll be back on Thursday. I need a break. Don’t call me. I’ll turn up. Bye.”

He doesn’t even blink as he tosses the necessary clothes into his suitcase, making sure to scribble a note to Donghae. He pauses then, crosses out Donghae’s name and writes Siwon’s instead. He needs someone to take care of his cats, preferably someone who won’t kill them. Siwon is the most logical choice because Siwon is the one who shoved him in Han Geng’s direction the first time. It’s only fair that Siwon take care of his cats because if it weren’t for Siwon then Heechul wouldn’t be visiting Han Geng so much.

He gets to the airport just as the plane is boarding and he climbs in because fuck he is not missing this plane. The ride is as bad as always, short and cramped and Heechul mutters to himself darkly about Han Geng paying, not that he will ever carry out his threat. He can’t because whenever he looks into Han Geng’s intense brown eyes things sort of fly out of his head. It wasn’t like that before. Back when Han Geng was in Korea, Heechul was in charge. Heechul was the one who was chased after, but things change. Things change because Han Geng always chased him and now it’s Heechul’s turn to do the chasing.

He gets off the plane two hours later with a headache and anticipation bubbling in the pit of his stomach. He’s picked up his suitcase, pulled a taxi over and with some pointing and sign language he gets the taxi to take him where he has to go. He’s halfway there when it occurs to him that he should have called Han Geng. Heechul looks at his phone but decides against it. He wants to catch Han Geng in his natural habitat, see what he’s like when Heechul’s not there.

“Thank you.” Heechul says tossing out some bills to the cab driver.

He knows he’s overpaid the man when the taxi takes off five seconds after Heechul has stepped into the street. He frowns but can’t really bring himself to care because he is a few floors away from Han Geng and those new muscles.

Heechul drags his suitcase up the stairs, forgets the elevator in his hurry to get into that room, fall into that bed with the covers around him, muffling the screams. He can’t wait to feel Han Geng against him, those arms around him, so new and still the same. He can’t wait to just give in like always, but different because when he comes here he’s more open. When he comes to see Han Geng it’s him who murmurs the words into Han Geng’s ear. It’s him who wants to hold on and never let go. It is him, but only between them, only with Han Geng in his room. In public he’s still Heechul, still as uncaring and aloof, but no one out there knows the real him.

None of the fans see who he really is. They just see the brat, the diva, the man who wants to show off what he has. Fans see the Heechul he is paid to be, but only Han Geng sees the Heechul he is. Only Han Geng sees the passion behind him, the drive to do better, be better. Only Han Geng because Heechul is not afraid that Han Geng will leave him. Even when Han Geng left, even if he cried because it was hard, even when he thought he wouldn’t be able to make it, even then, he always believed that Han Geng would never leave him.

That’s why he’s here. That’s why Heechul is knocking on the door to Han Geng’s apartment, waiting as the handle of the suitcase starts slipping from his sweaty hands. His heart is jumping out of his chest and all he can think of is Han Geng in his sleeveless shirt, with that smirk on his face and those eyes, those eyes that seemed to have been staring at him, calling him to this place where he is now.

The door opens and Han Geng hasn’t even opened his mouth before Heechul is throwing himself at him. Han Geng catches him as Heechul presses their lips together. The kiss is rough, hard, desperate because it has been too long since Heechul has felt Han Geng’s lips on his. It had been too long even though it really hasn’t and Heechul moans when Han Geng’s fingers dig into his hip.

“Hello.” Heechul says when Han Geng pulls away enough to look at him.

“Heechul-ah.” Han Geng whispers in that Korean that isn’t as accented as Heechul expected. “What are you doing here?”

“You’ve been practicing.” Heechul says tone light, voice delicate.

Han Geng laughs and buries his face in the crook of Heechul’s neck. The soft kiss leaves Heechul breathless as those hands tighten around his waist.

“I have a Korean dancer. I’m not out of practice.”

“A Korean dancer? K?” Heechul says pushing away.

But he doesn’t get further than that because he catches sight of what Han Geng is wearing. It’s those clothes, the same ones Heechul saw on TV. It’s the same sleeveless shirt, the pants so wonderfully tight and inviting, the arms, the golden skin. Heechul lets his eyes follow every inch of skin, the legs, the boots. He gets to Han Geng’s face and sees the smirk again, the way those eyes darken.

“I missed you.” Heechul whispers, his hands suddenly busy as they pull on Han Geng’s belt.

“But, Heechul-ah,” Han Geng whispers, “We haven’t even talked yet.”

Heechul makes a noise that he hopes sounds something akin to shut up, but he can’t be too sure. He forgets that they’re in the middle of the hallway and that anyone could walk out from the apartments next door. He’s too concentrated on Han Geng, on the look in those eyes, on the way Han Geng’s hand is in his hair.

“Heechul.” Han Geng whispers and then it’s lost in the throaty moan as Heechul sinks to his knees, mouth opening, warm and inviting.

It’s been too long since he last had Han Geng likes this, too long since he has seen that neck from this angle. They’re in the hallway, not even inside the apartment yet, but Heechul can’t stop. He can’t, not when Han Geng is looking at him like that, mouth open, stare dark and intense. He can’t stop because Han Geng is in his mouth, heavy, pulsing. He opens his mouth wider, leans his head forward. It’s been so long and it doesn’t feel wrong to want this, to want all of it, all of Han Geng. He wants to hear those moans, hear the hoarse whisper of his name, wants the hands in his hair.

He moves, slowly, taking Han Geng into his mouth. Heechul has never thought that sex with Han Geng would ever be like this, never thought that when he pushed Han Geng down on the mattress the first time, that it would come with so much emotion. He never thought that he’d be flying to China just to get to this man. He never thought that he would fall in love.

It had started as relief for both of them, a mutual agreement to share pleasure. When it became more than that Heechul doesn’t know. When it became him on his knees, mouth working, Han Geng’s moans encouraging him, he can’t remember. He doesn’t know, but it might have been somewhere between the first and second I love you.

“Heechul.” Han Geng gasps as his body trembles, hands tightening in Heechul’s hair.

Heechul stills as Han Geng shakes over him. He pulls away, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand and then Han Geng has his arms and is kissing him and they’re falling back into the apartment. Heechul drags his suitcase in with him and kicks the door shut. Then, he’s pulling open Han Geng’s shirt, pressing open mouthed kisses along that jaw, that neck that he knows so well.

“Why do you insist on wearing this horrid shirt?” Heechul asks even as he throws the offending shirt onto the couch as they pass the living room.

Han Geng laughs. “I bought it thinking of you. Don’t tell me you don’t like it.”

“I hate it.” Heechul gasps as Han Geng bites down on his neck. “Hate the stupid thing.”

“It hates you.” Han Geng counters.

Heechul can’t help the roll of his eyes. “Really? That’s the best you can come up with? What would you do without me to help fix your lame excuse for comebacks?”

Han Geng says nothing, chooses instead to press Heechul down into his mattress. They look at each other, brown eyes and even darker eyes locking together, the messages between them clear. No I love you’s necessary when they stare into each other like that, no inadequate words because there is no better I love you than Han Geng’s stare, no better answer than the look Heechul returns.

It isn’t like the first time Heechul came to China. This time they take it slow, hands caress, lips crush gently. It’s soft, all about the reunion, about the nonverbal I love you. It’s Han Geng moving against him, with him, Han Geng holding him. It’s all about falling to pieces, like Heechul is falling apart, is bursting into pieces of delicious pleasure. It’s hot and red and warm and everything that Heechul never associated with sex. It’s not even sex, he doesn’t think. Sex is cold, sex is what he used to have before Han Geng.

This, this, what he feels now, what they are doing, this can’t be anything but love. It’s slow and soft and full of gentle caresses, unspoken words, sighs, murmurs, words lost between pants and moans. It is Han Geng touching, caring. It is Heechul wanting, alive, burning, needing. It is them, together. It is who they are, what they’ve built, what they mean, what they will be now and forever. It is nothing like what Heechul first knew because ever since Han Geng he hasn’t been the same person. This, this is different and wonderful and perfect. This is Han Geng and Heechul.

They reach oblivion together, each touch only serving to bind them closer together. Heechul feels it, wants to imprint Han Geng into his skin forever. He knows that he belongs here, his cries muffled into Han Geng’s shoulder, his nails digging into soft, brown skin. He belongs in those arms, in those eyes, those brown eyes that look into him and see him, see who he is, who he will be, who he can become. Han Geng’s eyes, Han Geng’s stare, Heechul wants to be there forever.

“I love you.” Heechul says.

Han Geng smiles, pulls him close, wraps the blanket around them.

“Want to tell me why you’re here when you’re supposed to be in Korea? Don’t you have a show to be on?” Han Geng asks his voice already hinting at sleep.

“I had time off. You know I always come here on my time off.”

Han Geng pulls away enough to look at him and the self-assured smile is all over that face. “You didn’t call.”

Heechul closes his mouth, brain working a million miles an hour to come up with an excuse. In the end he decides that it’s not worth the effort since Han Geng will just see through the lie.

“It’s the way you stare at the stupid camera.” Heechul complains. “It’s like you wanted me to get on a plane and come jump you.”

“Right.” Han Geng smirks. “Blame my pretty eyes.”

“Not your eyes.” Heechul says rolling his. “It’s you and the way you look at the camera. Do you want fan girls dying all over the place?”

Han Geng smiles, buries his face in Heechul’s hair and for a second Heechul thinks he’s won the argument. But, he should have known better, should have known that he can never win, not since Han Geng left Korea because there is something about Han Geng being away that makes Heechul the loser. Always. Even if it’s just about what they’re going to order for dinner.

“You’ve changed.” Han Geng whispers.

Heechul shrugs, his arms wrapping themselves tighter around Han Geng. “You moved.”

Han Geng pulls away and Heechul is opening his mouth to complain when he looks up, right into those eyes. Han Geng is looking at him, stare intense, eyes focused on Heechul. It feels like he’s drowning again, but in a different way. He is falling straight into those eyes, drowning in the way Han Geng looks at him, like he needs him there, like Heechul belongs in Han Geng’s arms.

“I love you.”

It’s the way he says it, plus the way Han Geng looks at him that makes Heechul lean forward. It is the truth behind that look, the vulnerability, the way Han Geng wants Heechul to see into his eyes, straight down to Han Geng’s soul. It’s that, the look between them, the way they seem to be saying so much with one stare, with one connection of the eyes. It is that that makes Heechul understand that no matter what happens, no matter how long it takes, he will wait for this man. He will wait forever if he has to because those eyes, Heechul wants to drown in those eyes.


A/N: So there we go and boy am I a sap =) So anyway let me go off and finish that siwook and then go to sleep or bother Andi since I seem to like doing that <3 Also, one last time, bid on my thread and help_japan . Bidding ends in some number of hours. The highest bidder gets my undivided fic writing attention and I am willing to do something nice for the second highest bidder.

Comments

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Andiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii <3
I am so ridiculously proud of this sappy nonsense like you would not believe.

[zaboomafoo76.livejournal.com]

OHMYSHISUSMOTHERIDONTEVENKNOWHOWTOVERBALIZETHIS!!!!

BE PROUD! BE VERY VERY PROUD! THIS WAS SO INCREDIBLY WONDERFUL I CAN'T EVEN PROPERLY EXPRESS MYSELF! IT WAS SWEET AND ROMANTIC AND FLASKNDGADSGLJDFGLAJSD HOT!!

the emotions and the passion and the love and the GENG!! HE OWNS THE STAGE! HE OWNS HEECHUL! HE OWNS THE FANGIRLS! HE OWNS OUR SOULS!!!

and you, you own my soul too because you are just so wonderful~~

ahhhhh why can't i comment better? TT_TT

i love this so much!! of course i love you too~~~

<333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333

[sweetichigo227.livejournal.com]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG THAT PICTURE OF HANGENG!!!! *dies* why hannie?
yay! sorta smut and fluff!!!!!!!!!!!!! <333333333333
hope you get better!!! <3 :)

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OMFG I KNOW!!! I KNOW!!!!!!!! HE JUST LOOKS SO SDHFDASL AND HE MAKES ME WANT TO FIC HIM UNTIL THE END OF TIME. HAN GENG OWNS WHATEVER IS LEFT OF MY BRAIN. I CANNOT GET OVER HIM. EVER. I LOVE HIM. FOREVER.

flufffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff <3333333333 HANCHUL FLUFFFFFFFFF <333333333 I needed it.

Thanks<3 sleep and soup are the best cures.

[rudeminnesotan.livejournal.com]

According to my computer, you've posted this 10 minutes into the future (which is impressive).
ANYWAY
This was super really sappy. I love how you portray their feeling of love for one another. Heechul gets lost in his eyes and we drown in the words (not in a bad way). but you just accurately describe Heechul's feelings (i'm envious xD).
Anyway: It was gorgeous!
I feel like I can tell it's starting to become spring. People are writing fluffy love stories. xD (NOT ME I write broken self-harm fics because there's something wrong with me!)

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I have magical powers. That is the answer. *nods* magical powers.

Thanl you <3 but ugh i know. sappy sap. this is why I end up writing angst because things like this come out when I write hanchul so I have to make up for this sappy nonsense by writing angst, heart wrenching angst. I love angst, just not in my hanchul. =\ never in my hanchul.

you are writing angst????????? YES! \0//// YOU MUST POST SO I CAN READ. make me sad. make me very sad! i cannot wait for that fic of yours!!!! and there is absolutely nothing wrong with you. I don't like spring...i love winter...i love angst...i love the rain...dark cloudy days make me happy...nope there is absolutely nothing wrong with you.

[ink-river10.livejournal.com]

I love you and I love this fic and I love hot!HanGeng and I love desperately-in-love!Heechul and I love everything aout this! I needed some love after months of being in angst-ville. Thank you!!

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I love you too <333333
I have abandoned angst ville (at least for my hanchul). it doesn't get along with the OTP. But I am glad you found the love you needed. fluff makes a very good cure. =)

[pinkymingo.livejournal.com]

I love this so much. <3
It's so sweet and adorable and... and...
<3

Does smutty!bondage!fluff Hanchul work? 8D

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fluff D: I wrote fluff DDDDD: There is something wrong with me because hanchul makes me write fluff. But, this just means that I go and make one of the other pairings suffer ;_;

*cries* goddamnit woman you need to write that smutty!bondage!fluff hanchul of I am going to cry. AJHFAJSH YOU HAVE TO WRITE IT AND POST IT AND OMFG I SHALL WORSHIP YOU UNTIL THE SUN TURNS GREEN! D:

[us-jessica.livejournal.com]

HOLY FUCK !!!
THAT GIF WAS HOOOOT SOOO SOOOO HOT THAT I CAN'T TAEK MY EYES OFF FROM IT
GOD THOSE KISSES AHHH HE MAKE ME GOOOOO CRAZY

finally a fic with sexy hot!Geng and despertly in love!Heenim GOD that what I really wanted right now

I don't blame Heenim for going crazy over Geng ... GOD HE WAS SOOOO HOT AND SEXY AND DELICIOUS in his concert to be honest with you I always think that Hannie is hot and sexy when he was with SJ but after seeing his concert I went CRAZY i never seen him that HOT AND SEXY ... I was getting crazy over him in FIRE and DANGEROUSLY IN LOVE but I saw his 3D HOLOGRAPHIC DANCE and I went crazy CRAZY CRAZY ... ahh he is going to kill me

and not only him also YOU YOU YOU , everytime you write a Hanchul fic you make me gooo crazy and you make me miss them even more even though they are not my OTP still it made me sad to see them apart *go cry in the corner*
but this was soo sweet and romantic hope it happen for real though *sigh*
HanGeng owns the stage , HanGeng owns HeeChul , HanGeng own the crazy fangirls , HanGeng own the worlds ... and THAT'S IT

n:hope you get better honey rest okie??

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HWREJLSDHGKJEDSREUGHKHAGE
IT WAS OMFG IT WAS!!! GENG IS ALL SDKJFHLAK AND HE IS JUST JSDHFLKJAS OMFG HE IS SO HOT AND AMAZING AND ICANNOT THINK CLEARLY WHEN IT COMES TO THAT MAN! HE IS WONDERFUL AND JUST SDUHFALSHJ AND DO YOU SEE WHY I HAD TO WRITE THIS FIC!?!?!?! I MEAN I MAY BE SLIGHTLY BIASED BUT OMFG I NEEDED TO FIC THIS GIF!

ThanK you ^^
JSEHDFLKJERHGKJLRE HIS DANCEEEEEEEEEEE OMFG HE IS THE PRINCE OF DANCING!! I SHALL WORSHIP HIM FOREVER!!!!!!

Thank you so much. I am still sick but I did have rest and I feel a bit better.

/goes to hug you
yeah i know i am evil. I am sorry for making you miss them D:

[pink-pot.livejournal.com]

MY HANCHUL HEART WAS CRYING WITH JOY READING THIS.
SO MUCH FLUFF! <33333333

damn heechul being soo impatient . he sure missed hankyung jr so much.. no , i'm not complaining..

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<333 Thank you!

Heechul is very impatient but so would anyone if they spend so much time apart from Han Geng.

[hibinoasako.livejournal.com]

ohmygod Geng and his clothes. the stares, the sunglasses, the skin tan, the tight pants.
ohmygod Heechul with his attitude, his horny region, his dirty mouth,

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I LOVE THAT GIF LIKE YOU DO NOT EVEN UNDERSTAND. IT MAKES MY LIFE. although I am pretending to be annoyed because it distracted me from my RIJAG...but GIFFFFFFFFFFF <333333333333333

Heechul <3

I KNOW!!! ♥

[chulie-7.livejournal.com]

omg this is o hot and sweet
chulie goto china just to have a sex with hannie hhahhaha..hanchul for reaL..LOVE IT
yes..you right...chulie right...
hannie eye just kill all fan girl, thats include me hahhahahha...
love your story......make another one please ...hanchul :)
thanks alot

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geng icon <3333 your icon!!!!

Thank you! I am happy to know you liked it! And yes Geng will kill anyone with those eyes and that look and the way he looks at a camera! <3

As long as there are people who want it I shall keep writing hanchul and even after because I love me my hanchul

[junjou-robotica.livejournal.com]

...is the HanChul you write always this utterly perfect? gah. another gorgeous fic. I love publicly!bratty/privately!sweet Heechul, and I love your Han geng - he's beautiful.

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I don't know! I want it to be nice and fluffy and sparkly because I am a biased...well you know...it's hanchul. I love them.

I love your Han geng - he's beautiful.
YOU HAVE MADE MY LIFE! <3333333333333
Love Geng with me D:

[followurdestiny.livejournal.com]

This aklfjoieefae... <333 ... dangerously in love :D ...
HanChul - adorable, sweet and sexy -- love!

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*is completely biased*
Yeah I love writing them. But I need to get back to my shihan and I promised kyuhan like a million years ago!

[daidetre.livejournal.com]

WELL YOU KNOW WHAT I'M HAPPY I POSTED THAT GIF! MWAHAHA this was all part of my evil plan. Lol at you pretending you're annoyed about it. You loved it, loved it I tell you. Anyway, it's his fault for being sexy, not mine for sharing the sexiness.

HOW DO YOU MAKE SMUT SOUND SO FUCKING PRETTY? D: Seriously. How? It's so gorgeous and perfect, I don't understand... ;____; When I write smut it just comes out like this


Anyway, this made me want to start crying, perhaps because I read it at an ungodly hour when I was supposed to be sleeping :| But gaaaaah this is just what I needed. Happy Hanchul love with happy mushy stuff :D and sex of course, but loving sex. Why are they so perfect together, yet so far away? ;___;

I love this. But now you must rest and get better. And I promise I'll try not to post anymore sexy Geng...


Have some sexy sassy Heechul instead ;3

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let me pretend I am annoyed a while longer! I need to be the right kind of annoyed that way my whole posting three fics in one day thing won't seem too....oh forget it. Whatever I was trying to say here just went out the window I don't remember what it was. =\

D: is that teukchul??? why would your smut come out like teukchul? *is being difficult on purpose* and I don't know. Sometimes smut needs to be sparkly and pretty. it's weird.

happy sappy f;luffy hanchul is always best. *nods*

YOU WANT ME TO GO OFF ON A HANCHUL WRITING SPREE DON'T YOU!??!?!?! oh my god i see what you're doing to me! =\ and how the hell is Heechul not a girl? holy f i swear the more I look at him the more convinced I am that he is a girl dressed up as a guy. then again maybe he really is just the prettiest guy I will ever see in my entire life. Why the freak is he so pretty??? and why do you make me want to write more hanchul fluff DDD:

[swshawnee.livejournal.com]

fjaklhafjkeleahfiajkfmsafsmaffsnkfla
fjsoafljskalhg
/totally calm

AHHHHH the pretty Hanchul ;_; (ehm *cough* not to mention hot)
THANK YOOUUU for writing this! I was sad when it was over x_x It wasn't supposed to end! It was too good to end! D:
Nooo words
like, ever.
omg

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*piles love on you*

pretty hanchul is like food for my soul. I just want to go and write complete fluff about them one day. just flufff forever!!!!

*flails* *loves you* I cannot even begin...just...you...amazing...me...love <33

[elforevereunhae.livejournal.com]

I say spot ^^

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DDDDD:
I need to write you the eunhae I keep promising!

[heenims-panda.livejournal.com]

wow O.O how could you possibly need days to recover form being sick? when you have this sappy masterpiece? reading this just made me 100% healthy again <3 thank you for being such an amazing writer <3

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I can't breathe. My nose is clogged up and I hurt all over...but clearly this does not stop me from writing the fics. D: I should be sleeping but I am going off on this weird writing spree.

d'aww <3 thank you for calling it a masterpiece <3

*sobs* Thank you for being so wonderful to me and for liking my stuff <3333

[macootha.livejournal.com]

Waahhh.thank you for writing LOVE!!!! :DDDDDD

makes me want to fall in love right NOW..fuck it's spring the birds singing...I need a boyfriend .....

now, I'm depressed..THANKS ALOT

;)))

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AND THANK YOU FOR BEING SO SWEET!

lol no no no dear you don't need a boyfriend. I have lived without one for years and it doesn't bother me. You just need good friends and a cup of hot chocolate.

and DDDDDDDDDD: no don't be depressed. Let me make you a cup of coffee <3333

[yeongwonnie.livejournal.com]

if a sexy Geng gif is all that it takes to make you write smexy yet sappy Hanchul, I know now what I have to do *googling for some smexy Geng pix & gifs*
I might as well spam you with some smexy Sihan so I can have some of it too but you know I'm more than ok with Hanchul, it's just that I miss Sihan & the last fic I read was damn angsty (not that I didn't like it)
OMG! all this & I haven't read the fic yet

ps: I'm a little bit worried about you Ana
posting fics at this unbelievable rate while you're still sick isn't good
you should rest

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gah your siwon gif makes me so happy <3 Why is he so cute???? And yes that is all it takes because he was there and he had the whole aggressive thing going on and he blew a kiss and he....the hand...just UNF

DDDDDD: YES PIC SPAM ME!! I NEED TO WRITE SHIHAN!!!!!!!

oooh I can do angsty shihan with a happy ending. I can do that. Or I can do mushy sappy shihan too. D: Or I can do weird crazy shihan fic. OH MY GAH SPAM ME!!! I need to write shihan!!!!

lol I find this comment wonderfully wonderful fic aside =)
I am fine. I passed out after writing this and am lying down on my carpet now being all comfortable. I am fine =)

[tokkei-12.livejournal.com]

Uwah, sweet and fluffy Hanchul! >.< So wonderful~ The distinction between the two of them just having sex in the past and making love in the present was especially gorgeous *flails* Though despite the amazing-ness that is Hanchul, my favorite random part is when Heechul decided that Siwon should be the one to look after his cats XD Love this &hearts And I demand that you rest until you get well.

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Thank you!
I have a thing for fluffy, mushy handchul. They need all the love they can get and I need to provide it for them. *hugs* I am happy that you liked it! <333

I would give my cats (if I had any) to Siwon too. Donghae....well...he just doesn't seem like the type to watch my cats (or dogs since that is what I will have in the future)

Thank you again! And yes, right away! *crawls under covers*

[moonfox35.livejournal.com]

SOOOOOOOOOOO LAAAAAAAAAAAAATE

WAYLT WHY AM I FALLING FOR YOUR HANCHUL? D:<

/rages

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Romantic smut ;~~~~~~~~~~~~~; It's so beautiful. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?

Ummaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. /whines at ineffectually

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*pulls you in and sits you on my lap* But, look at it, the hanchul is so pretty and shiny and you know you like it....you know you doooooooo <3

BECAUSE I AM A BIASED PIECE OF WORK AND YOU KNOW YOU LIKE IT! D:

*comforts* there there bb <3
I AM TAKING YOUR BRAIN AS MY OWN AND OPENING YOUR EYES TO THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF HANCHUL that and I owe you some shihan

yessssssss?????? *cuddles*

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*bows*
Thank you =)

dfjghjkfdhgrtshgkjlrtshgjkrfd gifffffffffffffff sdhhfljashflk geng! jdfhljas gif! that is all.

[read0write.livejournal.com]

wow that was great and sweet in it's own way
love heechul's reaction :D

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Thank you ^^
I am glad you think!