| Fan Fiction |
by KiSun
The phone rang three times before HeeChul picked it up. “So your still in Korea, I see.” HeeChul spat sarcastically.
“I’m sorry HeeChul, I just got caught up in-.”
“In the mouth and arms of Zhou Mi, I called your cell it went to voice mail.” HeeChul replied with a sigh, he sounded hurt. “Haven’t heard from you in a week, what’s going on with you?”
“I’m sorry, HeeChul. Things have come up.” HanKyung couldn’t tell his friend his phone was turned off to avoid any distractions…it would sound lame. “How about we hang out today in two hours, make up for the week.”
HeeChul sighed. “Alright, but you pay for everything I want. I even have a surprise for you.”
HanKyung chuckled. “Sure.” HanKyung and HeeChul hung up. He got off the bed and fixed it up before heading into the shower. Thirty minutes he stepped out of the shower drying his hair, he put on fresh clothes and headed downstairs to feed Rong Rong when the phone rang. “Hello?”
“Hi My love, feeling better?”
“Much, how about yourself?”
“I’m great after hearing you…You wanna hang out?”
“I’m actually planned something with HeeChul.” HanKyung grabbed his keys.
“You’re hang with him all the time, hang out with me…please.” Zhou Mi whined into the receiver.
HanKyung sighed, Zhou Mi was right. He hangs with HeeChul all the time. “Okay, but just for an hour.”
“Fair enough.” Zhou Mi hung up.
HanKyung went onto the kitchen to feed his puppy. “Rong Rong, I’m gonna be gone for a while manage the house while I’m gone.” The puppy growled as he ate. He chuckled at the puppy and left for Zhou Mi’s house.
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The door swung open before HanKyung could knock on the door, he stepped into the house and sat on the couch. “You alright? You look sad.” Zhou Mi began messaged HanKyung shoulders. “You’re tense.” HanKyung let out a groan and leaned his head back.
“I’m good.” HanKyung lied, he wasn’t fine many things ran through his mind leaving him confused.
Zhou Mi kissed his neck. “I don’t want you good I want you great.” Zhou Mi slid his hand down HanKyung’s chest and underneath his shirt, touching his nipple causing it to harden.
“Zhou Mi…” HanKyung grabbed Zhou Mi’s hand as he uttered a moan.
“Don’t tell me you don’t want it, because your pants say different.” Zhou Mi whispered in his ear. HanKyung glanced at his pants to see a bulge. “Thought so.” Zhou Mi walked around the couch and got on his knees. “Stay with me Han…Stay with me.” Zhou Mi unbutton HanKyung’s pants.
“But I-.” HanKyung moaned when Zhou Mi stroked his erection.
“I don’t care, he doesn’t deserve you…I do.” Zhou Mi picked up HanKyung and moved him toward the bed room. “Only I can please you.”