| Fan Fiction |
by KiSun
“What are you thinking about?” Zhou Mi’s voice was hoarse, but it was still sexy.
“You.” HanKyung turned his head over his shoulder and nuzzled his nose with Zhou Mi’s. “Thinking about you.” Zhou Mi smiled and tightened his grip on HanKyung. “Do you wanna stay in bed all day or you want to get up?”
“I’m in bed with you, so I stay.”
“HanKyung chuckled and sat up. “Well, I want to get up and go.” Zhou Mi sat up as well laying his head on HanKyung’s shoulder. “Please Mi Mi?”
Zhou Mi looked up into HanKyung’s puppy eyes and chuckled. “Alright, where do you wanna go?”
“To bed.” HanKyung stuck his tongue out at Zhou Mi and slid under the covers.
“Can I ask you something HanKyung?” Zhou Mi looked down at the other who was buried in the covers, whom nodded. “How many men have you been with?”
HanKyung eyes widen, what kind of question is that? “What are you implying?”
Zhou Mi chuckled. “What I mean is you’re so innocent and cute, it makes me wonder how many dumbasses would leave you.”
HanKyung smiled. “I’ve only been with one-two, two.” HanKyung sat up. “You and my husband.” Zhou Mi nodded. “How about you?” Zhou Mi’s look made HanKyung regret he asked, it made him feel hurt. “Mi, you don’t have to answer…”
“I’ve only been with three.” Zhou Mi replied in barely a whisper. “But the other two aren’t important, you are.” Zhou Mi’s expression and tone brighten as he attacked HanKyung with tickles and hugs. Though he was laughing HanKyung couldn’t help, but feel the other two were very important.
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HanKyung came home around eleven that night. He opened the door and was greeted by an angry puppy. “Sorry Rong Rong.” The puppy barked and ran into the kitchen, stopping and looked at HanKyung making sure he was following him. “I’m coming.” The puppy walked back into the kitchen with HanKyung following him.
After he fixed his puppy something to eat he noticed he had two messages on the answer machine. He pressed the view button and listen. “Yah! Han Han where are you?” there was a sigh. “You probably with Zhou Mi, call me when you get this message, love you.” HanKyung chuckled at his friend. The second message played and HanKyung’s smile vanished. “Hi HanKyung, its SiWon. I know you’re not talking to me, but we really need to talk. Call me when you get this message. I love you.”
HanKyung rolled his eyes. “Love? Yeah right.” HanKyung was going upstairs when the phone rang. The caller ID read private. “Zhou Mi.” He answered the phone. “Hello?”
“Hey! HanKyung!” The voice on the other line sang loudly.
“SiWon?” HanKyung sensed something was wrong. “SiWon, what’s wrong.”
“Oh! Nothing, except my life.” SiWon chimed happily into the phone.
“Are you drunk?” HanKyung questioned, it shocked him. SiWon doesn’t get drunk none-the-less drink.
“I’m not drunk, I only had three strawberry vodka infusions, four green apple Smirnoff, and three Absolut Mangos…Oh! Yeah, I’m drunk.” SiWon laughed in the phone as if it was the funniest thing ever.
“What bar are you at?” HanKyung grabbed his keys. “I'm Coming to get you, you could be killed.”
“Awww, you’d care if I was killed.” SiWon’s laughed turned harsh. “That’s sweet. Hey, you remember that bar we met at…Spice, that’s the name.”
“I’m coming to get you and I’m taking you home.” HanKyung panic, SiWon was drinking. That wasn’t like him.
“Home? Where the hell is my home?” SiWon replied bitterly. “Oh! EeTeuk wants to talk to you.” There was shuffling then a sigh.
“EeTeuk?” HanKyung prayed he was sober enough to take SiWon home.
“Yes.” A soft, concerned voice replied. “Before you ask, I’m not drunk.” HanKyung let out a sigh of relief. “I don’t know what to do, he’s hurting so much.” HanKyung didn’t say anything, it sounded as if EeTeuk was talking more to himself than to him. “He loves you so much.” EeTeuk replied in the phone. “He’s so sorry.”
“He’s got a funny way of showing it.” HanKyung muttered putting down his keys.
“Stop KangIn…Damn it!” EeTeuk yelled before sighing. “He’s going crazy without you…I never seen SiWon so torn up.” EeTeuk calm voice sounded like it was cracking.
“I’m glad you and KangIn are there for him, keep him safe for me.” HanKyung voice began to shake as a tear rolled down his face. “I uh…I gotta go.” HanKyung hung up the phone and covered his face with his hands and heaved a shaky sigh.
The phone rang with the name Zhou Mi, he gave a shaky smile and answered. “Hey you.”
“Are you okay?” Zhou Mi asked with concern clear in his voice.
“I’m alright, I’m just…tired.” HanKyung picked at his finger. “I’m gonna go to bed.”
“Alright, goodnight.”
“Goodnight.” The two ended their conversation. HanKyung picked up the picture of him and SiWon laughing with mud on their face. He chuckled as he remembered that day, SiWon slipped in a creek trying to get a Frisbee for three little kids, he was so mad that he ruined his shirt. HanKyung placed the frame down and sighed.
“I miss you too SiWon.” HanKyung headed upstairs to his bed.
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