static_abyss | i should never watch fanvids

I'm really surprised I'm the first person to comment on this :o

BUT (And this is probably completely expected) I WANT MIMIN. I don't care what it is as long as there is something happy in there for those two because my otp is like sunshine and kittens.

P.S. I missed you <3

HEY :D

i missed you so much. How are you doing Devon?

Also, MiMin omg ;~; any specifics?

I'm doing well. I finally graduated, so that made me pretty happy. How about you? How has everything been going?

Umm. Sungmin working in a bookshop and Mi coming in to find a book to make himself look more intellectual to impress a ~~poodle~~ boy he likes. But discovering Sungmin changes his mind.

Or something.

Zhou Mi thinks Kyuhyun is cute, but he's smart which makes impressing him kind of hard. That's why he goes to the bookstore three blocks down from the college. He's always liked bookstores, coffee the first thing he smells when he walks in. The books lined up in neat rows are soothing, order making everything pleasant.

Zhou Mi is browsing through the medieval history section when someone taps him on the shoulder.

"Do you need help?"

Zhou Mi turns and finds himself looking at a man shorter than he is, with dark hair that's straight and neat on his head. He has a nice smile, one that crinkles his eyes and shows off nice cheekbones. He's pretty with a sort of flirtatious edge to the way he stands and looks at Zhou Mi.

"Yeah," Zhou Mi answers. "I was looking for a book."

"What kind of book?"

Zhou Mi shrugs. "I'm not sure," he admits. "Something good to read."

The guy nods, "Trying to impress someone?"

Zhou Mi stares. The man is looking at him with this knowing expression, as though he knows exactly what's going through Zhou Mi's head. It's unnerving, but pleasant because Zhou Mi has never had anyone stare at him this long.

"A guy," Zhou Mi says slowly.

He waits, watches for any sign that the guy is put off. He gets none, just a wide grin and a wink.

"I'm Sungmin," the man says.

He holds out a hand and Zhou Mi takes it, his long fingers running over the knuckles on Sungmin's hands. He gets a lowering of eyes and a promise from under dark lashes. Zhou Mi can feel his heart beating against his chest and he smiles.

"Does your friend like history," Sungmin asks.

Zhou Mi can't really say. "I don't know."

The smile Sungmin gives Zhou Mi is radiant. He leans closer, his fingers brushing over Zhou Mi's arm. "Want to get some coffee?"

Zhou Mi nods before he knows what he's doing, but Sungmin is mesmerizing, makes Zhou Mi want to get closer and listen to everything he has to say.

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They have coffee in a Starbucks a block away from the bookstore because it just seemed off to have coffee in the one next to the bookstore.

Sungmin is sitting across from Zhou Mi, head thrown back as he laughs at something Zhou Mi said.

"I'm serious," Zhou Mi goes on. "Not a word. I had no idea what the guy was saying."

"How did you get around then," Sungmin asks.

Zhou Mi tells him about the sign language, the way people seem to understand more when you use your body to tell the story.

"I like this story," Sungmin says, grins, winks.

Zhou Mi feels the heat crawl up his back, but he smiles back, tells Sungmin about college. He thinks there will be time enough for other things later.

OMG ANA. THIS IS SO PERFECT.

Sungmin is always so connivingly sexy and I love how easy it is for him to get to Zhou Mi. I can just imagine Mi flailing around while he tells Min stories and it is so precious ;__;

Thank you so much <3 <3 <3

Sungmin and everything about him, Devon. He's all things sexy and wonderful and all he has to do is bat his eyelashes and Mi is all, "oh, interesting." Mimi flailing. Mimi flailing ;~; i just want ♥ He is everything wonderful that man.

your welcome :DDD

Yay, congratulations on graduating. So, where to now?

I'm doing okay, just working before college starts up again. I'm trying to get back into writing and not get distracted by outside things. I've also apparently given up on television. I haven't watched anything on it since I got back for the summer. But, it can't really count because I've seen movies and there's the internet :D

Thank you~
Uhh. Well I'm in El Paso with Jeff now, so it's kind of just finding what work I can until we get somewhere I can find a better job.

Well the only television I really watch is cooking shows, so I definitely know all about that.
Movies are always fun. I think going to the movies has become a bit of an obsession to me. Though that could be because there's hardly anything to do around here :x

sobs Hanchul is so beautiful ;~~;

Eunhae? ehehe <3

any prompt specifically?

uhmmm... no angst prz.

can't think of a prompt rn. i just want fluffy rainbows and unicorns love <3

Donghae works in a coffee shop making the lattes and things that involve sugar and the syrup because Donghae likes the syrup. He's good at coming up with different flavors, knows when to mix two things and when not to. It all happens through trial and error. The cookie crumble latte, for example, is a bad idea.

Oreos, chocolate syrup and chocolate whipped cream should not, under any circumstances, mix.

Donghae found this out the hard way.

"It's disgusting," Eunhyuk tells him.

Donghae frowns at him, his brows coming together. He stares at the thing in front of him, the chocolate sticking to the side of the cup.

"I like chocolate," he says.

Eunhyuk rolls his eyes at him. "It's too much chocolate."

It probably is, but Donghae liked the chocolate idea. He considers adding more, sweetening the thing, but Eunhyuk's already downed four cups of water so that's probably not a good idea. He thinks there might be a way to save it, add vanilla maybe.

"Just dump it," Eunhyuk tells him. "And next time don't ask me to try it if you haven't tried it first."

Donghae laughs. "Yeah," he admits. "That probably was a bad idea."

Eunhyuk shakes his head. "You know you did it on purpose."

Donghae just grins at him and decides that he has to dump the drink. He's kind of sad when it all goes down the drain since that's a whole day of daydreaming about Oreos and coffee gone down the sink.

"You know," he says crawling into bed next to Eunhyuk. "If I add vanilla and peppermint, it shouldn't be too bad, right?"

Eunhyuk kind of grumbles at him and settles down so that Donghae's head is on his shoulder and Eunhyuk's breathing onto the top of Donghae's head. Donghae takes a deep breath, the soap Eunhyuk uses smells like cinnamon, just like the latte flavor Donghae suggested last week.

"I have peppermint toothpaste," Eunhyuk mentions sometime later. "Why don't you brush your teeth and drink the vanilla milk we have in the fridge."

Donghae doesn't tell Eunhyuk that he doesn't have to because Eunhyuk has a bad habit of brushing his teeth and drinking milk right after. Donghae can still taste the peppermint on his tongue. He knows for a fact that peppermint and vanilla taste good.

idk, i'm really craving coffee right now ;~;

omigod
omigod
peppermint
and
vanilla
can i die
omg
omg
sobs <3

:DDDDDDDDD thank you. Glad you liked it ♥

so when you say anything does that include sichul :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Edited 2012-07-08 23:35 (UTC)

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yes

omg i want this too

Heechul finds Siwon endlessly amusing.

Siwon will preach about god and church and how he wants to save Heechul so Heechul should probably go to church with him. But then, Siwon will come find Heechul and ask him if he can kiss him because Siwon sucks at kissing, says he's never kissed a girl before in his life and he wants to impress the pretty one in his class.

Heechul says yes and kisses Siwon, digs his fingers into the muscles on Siwon's arms. He laughs when Siwon pushes him into the wall, hands in Heechul's hair, all pretense of learning gone. Siwon is bad at kissing, but he feels good against Heechul's front, all hard planes and strong arms. Siwon doesn't speak to Heechul for a week after that, but it's okay because Heechul has the memories to get off on at night.

He's in bed now, the sheets the only thing against his back. Siwon is on the phone with him and he's telling Heechul all about the book he's reading for class, how subtle the references to the Bible are.

"It's a good book, hyung," Siwon says. "You should read it."

Heechul makes a noncommittal noise and wraps a hand around his cock. He imagines Siwon with his big eyes staring down at him, pictures the way Siwon looks without a shirt. He's had the image branded into the back of his eyes ever since that morning in gym class when Siwon took of his shirt to shower. Heechul wants more track if it means getting to watch Siwon shower, watch the way water runs down his back, the way his muscles flex when the hot water turns off and he has to rinse with cold. Heechul kind of wants to lick him.

"Hyung?"

Heechul exhales, "what?"

"Are you okay," Siwon's voice comes through the speaker. "You sound weird."

"Yeah," Heechul says, his hand moving up and down his cock. "I'm getting off."

Siwon says nothing for the longest time and Heechul smirks. He can see the shock on Siwon's eyes, knows that the shock gives way to desire when Heechul pushes his tongue into Siwon's mouth. He can still taste Siwon on his tongue, feel the way Siwon jerked against him when Heechul stuck his hand down the front of Siwon's jeans. He'd been hard just from the kissing.

Siwon's exhale feels like hands on Heechul. He shudders.

"Tell me how," Siwon whispers.

what even is life, ash? What even?

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.

cries at you ana I love this WILL YOU PLEASE WRITE ME A FULL SICHUL FIC SOMETIME PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE ;_______________;

sobs I love how heechul is the one that's almost more enamored with siwon it's usually the opposite but at the same time siwon wants him too he's just a dumbass and doesn't know what to do with his feelings

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY FEELINGS.

I love you :c

I think Heechul secretly is obsessed with Siwon. I bet he has pictures of Siwon half naked on his phone and he just randomly pulls them out to look at when he's bored. Siwon is just a loser, Ash 8|

and yes, i ~~will~~ might write you a sichul fic one day :D

you can give me your feelings okay. I can take all your feelings and keep them in my pocket forever ♥

henber high school au!!!!! is this nicely

sdjkfha henber is always nicely

Henry knows Amber doesn't want to get caught which is why he can't understand why she keeps throwing paper balls at the back of his head. They're in the middle of their AP Biology final and their teacher is right in front of the class, three paces to the left from where Henry sits. There's no way Amber doesn't know that.

"What," Henry whispers when his teacher goes to yell at someone on the other side of the room.

Amber leans over her desk, her forehead hitting the back of Henry's head. Her breath is warm on the back of Henry's neck, but he's too busy glancing over at the teacher to notice. The teacher is still on the other side of the room though and the kid she's yelling at is just sitting there getting progressively redder. Henry kind of feels bad for him.

"Dude," Amber whisper yells at him. "Are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah," Henry says.

He can almost see Amber rolling her eyes at him.

"I said, what's the answer to number ten."

Henry brings his head back up and stares at his test paper. He's on question fifty and on his last pencil. The first one dulled down because he pressed too hard, bubbled in like his life depended on it. Henry thinks it's all the Asian blood that makes him so anxious. Amber says Henry's not even really Asian because he was born in Canada and that makes him Canadian. They've decided to agree to disagree, although Amber says she's right.

The second pencil Henry had broke when Amber hit him with the first paper ball. He's a guy, a man, a dude, he's tough--he should most definitely not be scared of a paper ball. He blames her for his lack of finesse. She just makes him clumsy, whether intentional or not Henry has yet to decide.

"Hurry," Amber says.

Henry glances over at their teacher. She's done yelling and has started pacing the room. She's working her way down the first row, glaring at test papers and just being, in general, her usual pleasant self.

"I hope she trips," Amber whispers.

Henry agrees.

He turns to his paper and looks up number ten. The answer's A. Henry taps his pencil against the desk once. He waits, gets nothing and decides it's safe to go back to his test.

"What was that," Amber whispers, poking him with her pencil.

Henry leans back. "A," he tells her. "Remember, one tap for A, two for B, three for C and four for D."

"Oh," Amber says. "Okay, what's the answer to number 12?"

Henry sighs and picks up his eraser. He takes off the paper wrapper and writes down the answers from one to sixty on it. His teacher has stopped at a desk two rows away. She's peering down at the new kid, Kris's paper. Henry sends the kid a sympathetic nod and throws his eraser over his shoulder at Amber. She catches it and if it hits her, she makes no complaint, because Amber is cool like that.

Henry starts flipping through his paper, glancing at the questions he think he got wrong. He's never once in his life reviewed his test and he does all right. That's probably Amber's fault. She calls him all the time to ask him over to study, bothers him until Henry reads all his assignments and then refuses to read her own. But, Amber's kind of smart too, must have some photographic memory or something because she's never gotten less than a 98 on her tests. It kind of makes Henry proud.

The eraser hits him on the back of his head, bounces off and the kid one row over has to hand it back to him. Henry nods his thanks and doesn't really understand how their teacher hasn't noticed that there's a paper ball, eraser battle on this side of the room.

He glances down at the eraser and notices that Amber's crossed out his answer for number ten and replaced it with "C." Further down, number 12 has been changed from "C" to "A."

"Your welcome,": Amber calls from behind.

OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU I LOVE THIS ♥♥♥

Henry and Amber being so obviously in love and stupid it's ridiculous and omg the last part wherein they help each other with tests and stuff and Amber correcting his answers and them being smart Asians together cries ;;;;;

I LOVE YOU MORE \o/\o/

oh god, I don't even care what the world say. Amber and Henry are so stupidly in love it is blinding. Blinding. I want them to get married and have cute Asian babies together :~;

umma umma umma ;_____; can I have Domestic!KyuMin pleeeeease? ;; that's like all I want lately and no one will write it for meeeeee ;~;

Of course you can, Andi. You can have whatever you'd like ♥

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Kyuhyun hates cooking in the mornings because nothing he ever tries to make ever comes out as it's supposed to. He's nearly burned down the house twice and so Sungmin has taken over that for the most part.Still, every once in a while Kyuhyun will feel the need to do something nice for the man he has been living with for the past five years.

They has a system going.

Kyuhyun goes to work from Monday thru Friday, stays home on the weekend and brings in the checks. Sungmin works at an art store five blocks away, comes home when he feels like it and makes Kyuhyun clean the house. Sungmin cooks though and he pays handsomely for the work Kyuhyun has to do at home. Pay usually involves blowjobs in the back of a movie theater or a quick handjob if they're sitting down. Kyuhyun likes getting off in semi-public places and Sungmin indulges him if Kyuhyun is good.

Today, Sungmin is sleeping in late because his pieces are going to be shown at a Taiwanese gallery and he had to arrange a few things. Kyuhyun tries to make something simple, burns the toast and opts for coffee instead. Sungmin likes his black with just the barest hint of sugar. Kyuhyun likes his drowning in sugar and with as much milk as can sneak into the cup and still call what he has coffee.

He takes the coffee mugs to their room, pushes the door open carefully and places the mugs on the bedside table. Sungmin is still sleeping curled up on his left side so that his hair hangs over his face. Kyuhyun watches the way his chest moves, the low sounds of Sungmin's breathing. He closes his eyes and lets the sounds of sleep lull him into relaxation.

Kyuhyun likes mornings best. He likes waking up to Sungmin's brown eyes and smile. He likes it when Sungmin is already in the kitchen cooking and Kyuhyun comes in to the smell of bacon, eggs and rice. He likes how Sungmin's face will be pinched in in concentration, how he'll still smile at Kyuhyun no matter what he's doing. Kyuhyun likes when Sungmin wakes him up with open mouthed kisses, likes it when they get off together in the mornings, their pants muffled into the sheets.

Kyuhyun thinks he also likes this, getting up before Sungmin. There's something so easy and soothing about watching Sungmin sleep, how it reminds Kyuhyun of all the things they've been through. Their fights that never last too long because Sungmin knows just how to smile to make Kyuhyun want to run back to him. He thinks about how long they've been together, how Sungmin is still as beautiful as the first day Kyuhyun met him. Kyuhyun also thinks of how much they've changed, how strong Sungmin was and how easy he is to open now.

Kyuhyun likes to think it was him who did it, but he's not too sure, can never be too sure when it comes to Sungmin.

He likes that though, the uncertainty. He can let it go by because on mornings like this one, when Sungmin is still sleeping and will wake up once the coffee is cold, Kyuhyun lets himself admit that he loves this man and that he's not letting go.

can I ask for one more drabble c: henhae being competitive (then stupidly adorable) about dancing c:

i should never watch fanvids

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