| Fan Fiction |
by KiSun
“I want to, but after yesterday…I don’t know.” HanKyung ran a hand through his hair and jump up and down in frustration. “Damn it!”
“Just call him, he probably wants you too.” HeeChul picked up the phone and handed it to HanKyung. “Do it.” He wiggled his eyebrows at him, when HanKyung didn’t reach for the phone he sighed. “If you don’t do it, I’ll call SiWon and tell him you-.”
HanKyung snatched the phone and began dialing Zhou Mi’s number. The phone rang at least four times. “He’s not-.”
“Hello?” A husky voice replied on the other end.
HanKyung paused. “Hi.” There was a long pause on the other end. “Zhou Mi, listen I’m sorry…” HeeChul pointed to the door and waved before giving a thumb up.
“Don’t worry about it; I guess you considered what I said.” HanKyung closed the door and leaned against it. “So what do you say we go out to eat, my treat?”
“Sure, and start over.” HanKyung replied. His heart fluttered when the images of yesterday repeated in his head. “Where do you want to meet?”
Zhou Mi thought for a moment. “How about the new Chinese restaurant downtown?”
“Sure, I’ll be there in thirty minutes.” HanKyung had never been so excited or even been quick to go out with someone he only meet yesterday, but they were hanging at a public place. HanKyung grabbed his keys and started out the door only to come back inside. “Rong Rong!” The little puppy ran when heard his name being called. “Stay safe, attack anyone who doesn’t look like they belong.” The puppy barked and ran back where it came from. Sighing he turned and left.
HanKyung calmed himself down before he stepped out the car, his heart fluttered, his hands shook and his head kept think about Zhou Mi. He stepped out the car and walked into the restaurant, he looked around for the familiar face and when he did he nearly collapsed, Zhou Mi wore the smirk on his face, but that not what got him…It was what he wore, that brand new black jacket with a white wife beater underneath. HanKyung walked over to Zhou Mi.
“Hello, HanKyung.” Zhou Mi leaned back and stared at him. His eyes traveled over HanKyung’s body then back to his face. HanKyung sat down across from Zhou Mi and stared at the table as his finger’s jittered on the table. “Do I make you nerves HanKyung?” HanKyung looked up and gave a sheepish laugh. “Don’t be nerves.” For some reason those words calmed him. “Now, can we leave, I’m not liking this restaurant.”
HanKyung chuckled and motioned for them to leave. “I’m not either personally. How about ice cream?” Zhou Mi nodded and the two left, they walked down the streets talking and chatting mainly about their most common subject. China.
“I’ll take you back sometime.” Zhou Mi smiled as did HanKyung. The two stayed like that until the ice cream man handed them their cones. “Come on let’s go sit.” He pointed to a bench underneath a large oak tree off by itself. How convent. HanKyung licked at his ice cream and Zhou Mi watched. He could feel himself get hard just watching HanKyung. “I see you enjoy your ice cream.”
HanKyung stopped and looked at Zhou Mi. “I do.” He looked at the kind Zhou Mi had and suddenly had an urge. He didn’t know why, but he couldn’t help it! HanKyung pulled Zhou Mi into a kiss it was one that held everything, passion, love, lust, desire and the keywords Zhou Mi wanted to from him. HanKyung pulled away. “I want you…Zhou Mi, I want you.”
Zhou Mi smirked and pulled HanKyung into a kiss, one with so much intensity and passion that it filled both of them with warmth. “Alright, you got me.” Zhou Mi mutters against HanKyung’s lips grabbing HanKyung he dragged him away, confusing the man. Where were they going? “Don’t worry Kyung, you’re with me…I won’t hurt you.” For some reason those words felt like the truth, maybe it was because he was like SiWon…
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“You guys kissed again! That’s great!” HeeChul sung with happiness. “…You didn’t think about SiWon did you?” HeeChul had a hint of aggravation in his voice.
“No, but HeeNim I feel safe with him even though it’s been three days since I first meet him.” HanKyung lied down on the couch with his legs in the air. “God! I want him.”
“Wait a minute! YOU said it was a FAKE affair…HanKyung , you can't.” HeeChul replied.
HanKyung sighed. “I know, but I just can’t help it...I want him.” HanKyung sat up. “That’s why I’m meeting him tomorrow.”
“What are you gonna do?” HeeChul held suspension.
“I’m going to make it happen…I can’t fake it.” HanKyung smiled and stood. “I want Zhou Mi…ALL of him” The decision felt right to him all the way to his soul. It felt so right and he couldn’t wait until tomorrow. Just then the phone beeped. “Someone’s on the other line, I’ll call you back.”
“Alright baby, be good and use protection.”
“Alright.” HeeChul hung up while HanKyung clicked over. “Hello?”
“Hi.”
HanKyung froze. “Si-SiWon!” He couldn’t breathe steadily. “Why are you calling?”
“I’m just checking on you.”
“You don’t need too.” HanKyung snapped, he didn’t mean to but he started to get tired of SiWon thinking he was weak. “And why do you care?”
SiWon sighed. “I miss you so much.”
“SiWon I-.”
“Need more time, I know…I just wanted to hear you voice.” SiWon voiced cracked.
“Well…You hadn’t cheated you would hear more.” HanKyung couldn’t stop his words even if he tried.
“Han-.”
“Hope he was worth it.” HanKyung replied before hanging up. HanKyung covered his mouth and stared at the phone before sighing. He wanted to see Zhou Mi.