Soo Hyun/Ki Seop

[snoozing_kitten]

Title: You’re a song I’ve never heard.
Pairing: Soo Hyun/Ki Seop
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: A wee bit of Ganderswap at the very end.
Notes: Thank you to my beta track_04, written for kissmesanta
Summary: Four times Soo Hyun had no idea what was going on, and one time where he finally got it. In which Ki Seop is kind of awkward but that’s okay because so is Soo Hyun.





“Hey, Soo Hyun?” Ki Seop has a slightly breathy voice, quiet and you need to strain to hear it unless he’s projecting, but most of the time he’s happy to be the softer one. They were abroad; normally when they were not working he wouldn’t see too much of the other, but here in a foreign country, Ki Seop was like a piece of home with weird hair.

“Yes?” They were looking at pretty buildings, and the brilliantly red Japanese Maples of late fall. Ki Seop’s scarf matched the shade of the huge tree almost perfectly, bright regal red against his pale face. Alexander was supposed to tag along and ‘facilitate learning’ Japanese, but he still wasn’t feeling well, so Soo Hyun had jokingly demanded that Ki Seop accompany him; of course the other man just smiled and grabbed his coat.

“What kind of girls do you like?” There were two different answers to that question. There were things that Soo Hyun said on tv, the things he learned from tv, like how to be romantic, what girls liked to hear from boys like him, and what guys are supposed to say to make girls happy. It was all a little hopelessly tangled in his head, but most of the older women just went ‘aww’ and made aborted patting gestures towards his hair, so he was probably doing something right. The second answer was somewhere as a cross-section between the lewd men on television and his high school mates, a real man’s version of what one looked for in a woman (a certain amount of looseness and beauty).

The real truth was that the paparats had his number. He knew fuck all about women; in fact, he didn’t particularly care to learn all about their ... fiddly bits.

The question was which answer did Ki Seop expect? Ki Seop was one of the more curious people, too naive by leagues and just waiting to be ripped apart by the fans the first time he tripped up. He was somewhat an impossibility. Eli was probably the most transparent of them; he was more or less the exact same in front of the camera and normally and was so completely unrepentant about it. Soo Hyun could only envy his sheer self confidence. It was the same and it was a little different then Ki Seop’s brand stage persona, Ki Seop was more along the lines of not knowing that he needed one, while Eli just didn’t see the need to change himself.

“I’d like a girl just like you. Don’t you have a sister?” he said, adding a little extra smarm to his voice just for effect. Ki Seop stared at him for a moment before he punched his shoulder lightly.

“Don’t be so mean.” Ki Seop smiled.

“Well you asked.” Soo Hyun laughed.

God, he’d gladly pay to sleep with someone as pretty as Ki Seop. Which would be prostitution and there were probably a million good reasons why that was a bad idea, of equal importance his career and possibly nasty, burning STIs. But really, all one had to do was spend some time looking at the varying delicate planes of Ki Seop’s face and shoulders to deduce, well fuck yeah.

He would probably promise his first-born for the chance to be fucked by Eli. That was neither here nor there, as he seemed rather fond of making young idol-esses wet their panties with his strong thighs and controlled kicks. He seemed content to smile at his adoring throngs with that almost practiced absentness that seemed to drive people wild. Eli was so completely uninterested in any of Soo Hyun’s sheet-gripping fantasies. And therefore was out of the question. As far as Kevin went. Well he seemed nice, and paradoxically also seemed entirely straight. Wasn’t nearly as much fun to fantasize about.

“Here seems like a nice place for a photo.” Ki Seop said brightly, and the tree behind them seemed to be in a bid to outshine the other brilliant tree, practically neon in its vitality.

“I hate taking photos with you.” Soo Hyun groused automatically. It had nothing to do with the totally adorable kicked-puppy look that Ki Seop got, the plush curve of his bottom lip sticking out a little and his huge eyes going all squinty in the corners. He seemed entirely unaware of the expression he was making, which would explain a lot about Ki Seop, really. “It’s like beauty and the beast.”

“It’s nothing like that.” Ki Seop looked at him, sort of serious and still a little pouty, and Soo Hyun had a hard time talking it with children, let alone handling that look on Ki Seop.

“Whatever, but you are taking it.” He sighed and Ki Seop grinned at him in return, sort of relived like there had been any doubt that he was eventually going to cave.

Ki Seop was so used to just taking photos; he carried a natural grace that Soo Hyun clumsily tried to emulate, but he couldn’t. That grace, like swans, it came from the fact that Ki Seop had always been sort of drop dead gorgeous and knew it. Soo Hyun tipped his head sideways, which after maybe perfecting it in the mirror (that was a secret between him and his mirror thank you very much), he found gave a favourable angle to the edges of his face and lent him an almost coquettish look.

Of course, Ki Seop just sort of pursed his lips and looked up at his iPhone; there was a click and the camera flashed briefly. The photo actually didn’t turn out too badly - he still looked ugly and sort of fat next to Ki Seop, but not quite like the beast. The tilt of his head put the top of his hair against one of Ki Seop’s overly sharp and pale cheek, their faces squeezing in the frame together and managing that overly-careful yet artlessly happy look.

“Twitter,” Ki Seop crowed with amusement, thumbs moving over his iPhone, Soo Hyun all but forgotten for the moment. Soo Hyun left him in a flurry, making a rude noise and pulling ahead as the other man messed with his phone.

A few moments later, Ki Seop was jogging up to him with an amused smile. “They say we make a cute couple.”

“Hm? They?” Which was a moot point, because Ki Seop was somewhat of a little black dress and would look good no matter who he was banging.

“Twitter.” Ki Seop made a vague gesture that seemed to encompass ‘everything’.

“Well I guess that settles it then.” It was meant to be sarcastic, but Ki Seop just beamed at him in a way that was actually kind of embarrassing. “Hey, that place looks like it sells those candy things Xander likes.”

“Okay.”

Ki Seop kept smiling at him the rest of the trip, like he’d told him he was going to get solo lines and bought him a new hat all wrapped up in one. It was kind of creepy and he was relieved when he made it home and Eli was sitting on the couch looking tired and more than a little entranced by the television.

“What’s on?”

“I have no idea actually. It’s in Japanese, but this girl keeps taking her shirt off.”

“Oh.” As soon as Soo Hyun shed his coat, he was throwing himself on the couch next to Eli.

~~

It wasn’t that he had a problem with gay people. It was a problem with himself being gay and not getting to ever have sex with other gay people. They should have sex. With him. Sometime before he rubbed his dick raw over twinky Japanese gay porn, preferably.

He probably had somewhere to be, but he had an hour alone first and that was more than enough time.

His favourite video was actually a special where these two guys went on a date, spoke in Japanese he barely understood, but then they fucked and they were just so pretty, nuzzling in their clothes first and delicate long fingered hands groping each other through designer jeans.

He’d like that. Just making out like he was in high school, before he realized that going any further with a girl was just kind of boring and not really worth all the complications.

Ki Bum had a pretty mouth, small and very soft looking, with pretty pink lips. He’d probably kiss like he was entitled to your mouth, all pushy tongue and domination. Soo Hyun would probably fight him for it, and god, would that ever be a fight he might not mind loosing. The guys rolled on screen, still dressed but pushing up each other’s shirts to find the hard flat discs of nipples with fingers. It’d be like that with Ki Bum, soft lips and too-hot kisses; he would also love to get his hands on his body, beautiful broad shoulders and strong arms, a tight waist.

Soo Hyun tipped his head back and pressed the heel of his palm to his dick and rubbed softly, feeling the first tendrils of arousal beginning to unfurl all warm in his belly. Lazy, unfocused arousal; he watched the men on the bed lean back, the blond sticking his head under the other man’s chin, rubbing low on his stomach, toying almost coyly with the ornate belt buckle there.

Sleeping with Kevin would be a chore, all coy looks and Japanese manga ‘no stop, wait!’ Or at least that is how it would go down in Soo Hyun’s head, Kevin whining half the time and hopefully sucking him off the other half. He would be pretty too, looking up through his lashes softly. But not the same kind of pretty that usually got him off. Kevin is the type of guy straight men wanted. It was difficult for him to explain.

On the screen they had taken their shirts off and rolled over so the black haired guy was on top, and he was sucking messily on his chest while the other man made squeaky noises.

As hard as Soo Hyun tried, it was difficult to imagine sleeping with Xander. He had a nice mouth, wide and soft, and he could weave his fingers through soft hair and rock gently against his face, because everyone in his dreams was a porn star who could swallow his dick and lift their legs to their ears when he wanted them to. Still, he couldn’t imagine himself in a relationship with Xander; he was just a little too much. Too happy, too crazy and just too bright sometimes, like looking directly at the sun. Soo Hyun imagined it would be more like dating a child than dating Dong Ho.

He tried to avoid thinking about Dong Ho while watching porn. That just made him feel old and perverted.

Blond guy was slipping down the other man’s too-skinny body, hunching over him, his spine a solid arch as he held the other guy’s dick and nuzzled it affectionately.

The button on his jeans came undone easily, arching his hips up a bit so he could push his jeans down just a little. Porn always had such long blowjob scenes, all slick and wet. He bit his bottom lip, wiggling so his jeans slipped down a little more and he could reach into his boxers and palm the soft heat of his balls. The sensation was sharp and hot, and the camera was a close up of slick lips sliding down the actor’s cock, coarse, wiry black hair and tan skin, the sharp jut of a hip bone. Soo Hyun watched it for a bit longer, cupping the heat of his cock, feeling the pulse of the veins as it hardened. In his mind, it was him lying there and Ki Bum holding him down and pinning his hips to the bed so he couldn’t chase the infuriating heat of his mouth as he trailed open mouthed kisses from the base to the top. Ki Bum would drive him absolutely mental, pin him down and make him take whatever Ki Bum was feeling like giving out.

Soo Hyun pushed his boxers down a bit, rubbing his ass against the scratchy wool of his computer chair for the weird little tingle it set off in the base of his spine, like a sparkler under his skin. He skipped ahead a few minutes, rewinding when he missed the first press of a finger inside the blond man. That was his favourite bit, that one first touch that always made the guy receiving squirm like it was the best and the worst thing in the whole world. He slipped into his two favourite fantasies, letting them overlap in his brain without feeling the need to separate the details into one class or another.

Ki Seop’s thighs would be as pretty as the rest of him, slim and fitting into the curve of his palm perfectly. Soo Hyun wouldn’t mind kissing the skin there; scraping it with his teeth to find out if Ki Seop would whine or moan, if he could wring every note out of his gorgeous little mouth with his fingers and his tongue. Feel the silky smoothness and tight heat up inside him, watch his legs tremble and jerk when he curled his fingers or pushed them in too fast, sensation making him mewl. Ki Seop was so much hotter than either of the porn stars, a perfect body and a flawless face. He’d look like a wet dream when Soo Hyun spread him out on the bed and took him apart as if he could learn the secrets of beauty by taste alone.

Eli would kiss like a punch, all roughness and teeth because he knew Soo Hyun could take it; it would be something pure between men, almost brutal, with too much testosterone and endorphins. It would be so fucking hot, Eli pinning him to the wall, braced over him, cheeks flushed and eyes dark as he pressed against Soo Hyun, the wall digging into the sharp points of his shoulder blades, rocking their hips together and the drag of his clothing would be sweet with a hint of too much friction.

Soo Hyun licked his palm, using the broad of his tongue to make it slick, so when he pushed up into his fist there was a damp slide that made him close his teeth against a soft sound. On screen the men were still teasing each other with long fingers and mouths and drawing it out too long. Soo Hyun still hadn’t actually fucked a man, but he assumed it would be much faster, much hotter, like burning up in a flash fire but less painful.

Stretched open around Eli’s surprisingly delicate fingers, pain and pleasure blurred together and hazy in his head. He had tried that a few times, his own fingers, working himself into a frenzy where he could almost sob because it wasn’t deep enough, it just wasn’t enough. Being filled and only then finding out that you had been empty in the first place. Eli’s fingers would know just where to press, stretching him deeper than he could on his own.

Finally, on screen they got around to the main event, black haired man pressing into the blond in a series of gentle rocking motions. In theory, Ki Seop could fuck him, too, would look glorious hovering over Soo Hyun, head thrown back in bliss as he rocked into him softly. But in his fantasies he was always the one fucking Ki Seop, long legs wrapped around his waist as he pressed him into the mattress. Ki Seop was just softer, less aggressive than everyone else. In his dirty little daydreams he could hold Ki Seop against him as he fucked him from behind, press his chest to the other man’s back and wrap his arms around his ribcage. He could protect his stupid and irritating innocence so that he wouldn’t be twisted and crushed by the nature of show business. Not that he usually put too much thought into why he wanted to fuck Ki Seop; mostly, he knew that Ki Seop’s long neck looked like it would be a great place to stick his face and his ass would be so tight.

Soo Hyun was shifting up to meet the motion of his hand, his other hand coming in to rub softly against the head with his palm, smoothing the moisture gathering there around. “Ah.” It felt so good. It was getting closer, spine tightening with his oncoming orgasm. He skipped through the endless fucking in several different positions to where he knew the end was. The blond was on all fours, one of his hands tugging on his own dick as his back bowed and he came all over the sheets, the black haired man fucking him through it with a wild look.

Soo Hyun came with a choked sound, all his fantasy images flashing through his mind before going blank for a couple of seconds as he pumped his cock and felt it slick his hand and his wrist. On his screen, the other guy was pulling out to come in unnaturally thick stripes all over the blonde’s back as he lay there limp. Soo Hyun could sympathize, feeling like a pile of limp goo even as the last of the shivers chased each other around his balls.

He should probably feel bad about blatantly fucking his bandmates in his head, but that is why these were fantasies. Because it would never happen.

~~

Soo Hyun knew something was wrong the moment he clambered into the van and it pulled away from his house. The air was tense and thick with something dark. He had to scuttle over Eli sitting by the window with his headphones all the way to the back where Ki Bum and Ki Seop were sitting on opposite ends of the bench seat. Dong Ho was next to Eli and Kevin was all the way up front with Xander.

Ki Bum gave him a bland look and Soo Hyun tried to smile back as nicely as he could manage. It didn’t seem to lift the storm cloud any. Okay, so a fight between Ki Bum and probably Kevin or Xander, considering they were as far apart as physically possible given the size of the space the seven of them were crammed it.

“Good morning,” Ki Seop said to him quietly, as if he was scared that raising his voice any would shatter what peace they had managed in their space.

“Good morning,” Soo Hyun replied, trying to communicate with his eyes and his eyebrows alone ‘what happened.’ Ki Seop shook his head softly, lips pinched.

Soo Hyun hated it that they had to fight for every moment where being friends and being at ease with each other seemed to come naturally. There was only so much he could do to stop the tensions from exploding into actual fist fights. If it wasn’t Ki Bum’s control issues, it was Eli’s passive aggression or Kevin’s demanding nature. But Soo Hyun needed them, and so he tried, he really did, even when he wanted to hit Ki Bum for being so stubborn and lecture Dong Ho on how to be a little more sensitive to the others.

Maybe if he was stronger or more capable he could be the leader that they probably needed.

Catching the mood, he stared morosely out the window as the city flew by them. They were shooting some photos out in the country and it was a bit of a drive to get there. They would probably be stuck there until the sunset, too, made worse by the simmering tension. Just thinking about it made his stomach tighten in apprehension. Maybe he could talk to Ki Bum and find out what had happened and they could work it out before it made shooting unbearable. Clearly no one else was going to step in and help.

A sudden pressure on his shoulder almost made him jump.

Ki Seop’s hair smelled like chemicals and fruit, soft and pleasing when he turned to look, seeing only hair because Ki Seop’s face was pillowed on his shoulder, body gone totally lax. Soo Hyun smiled at him, shifting in his seat so that the bone in his shoulder wasn’t digging into the other man’s temple. The morning sunlight was warming one side and Ki Seop was pressed up against the other side, and Soo Hyun completely forgot to worry about whatever petty fight was currently ripping them apart.

“Ki Bum,” Kevin said from the front, twisted over his chair.

“Don’t talk to me,” Ki Bum said back flatly.

“Must you always be such an ass?” Kevin sneered back.

“Hey hey.” Soo Hyun found himself talking over whatever Ki Bum was going to say back. Eli was ignoring them, Dong Ho was curled up against the window obviously asleep and Xander was on his phone pretending like nothing was happening. “Let’s save it, okay? Ki Seop and Dong Ho are sleeping.”

Both Ki Bum and Kevin stared at him like he’d grown a second head for a moment, but Kevin turned back around and slid down his chair. Ki Bum stared at him over Ki Seop’s fluffy black hair, oddly adorable unstyled and not hidden by one of his beloved hats, as if he had only just noticed them there. Soo Hyun smiled at him and Ki Bum, after a moment of giving him his pinched look, relaxed and the corner of his mouth twitched in a barely-there smile.

Soo Hyun felt oddly accomplished in the ensuing silence.

Ki Seop’s hand squeezed his knee. Maybe not as asleep as he seemed, and that only made Soo Hyun smile wider, pressing his cheek to the top of his head in a silent answer. Maybe today wouldn’t be that bad.

~~

At first he didn’t notice that Ki Seop was acting weird; it was Xander who brought it up one day.

“You and Ki Seop are getting closer,” he said, taking a photo out the window and typing something into his phone with a rather content little smile. Soo Hyun liked Xander’s smiles because he really didn’t smile that much in private. Each and every one was saved for the fans or something special. He was probably talking via text with his mom; that was usually enough to make him smile.

“What do you mean?” Soo Hyun hadn’t noticed anything different between them.

“The two of you are always together.” Xander looked up from his phone, and as if on cue, Ki Seop walked over, leaning against Soo Hyun obliviously. “Hey, Ki Seop.”

Since then, Soo Hyun had been aware of the fact that Ki Seop was always around, trailing after him like a lost puppy. He hadn’t noticed before because it hadn’t really seemed that odd. Ki Seop was a very physical person, maybe he hadn’t been hugged enough as a kid, but he had nothing against leaning against people or wrapping his long gangly arms around them. Soo Hyun sort of liked it when Ki Seop was leaning on him, hands fluttering across his shoulders and smelling softly like cologne and clean laundry.

But if Xander was noticing, then it was only a matter of time before the others started to notice, and Soo Hyun couldn’t even say why suddenly Ki Seop was his shadow. He would go out of his way to be where Soo Hyun was, but at the same time he was also quieter.

“Hey are you feeling okay?” He asked the usual silence between them. Ki Seop and him had left the studio for lunch, heading over to the usual little diner where they sat far away from others completely hidden in the back, due to the fact that they were both probably a little rank from dancing all morning.

“Hm?” Ki Seop looked over his food; there were dark smudges under his eyes and it made his skin seem even more pale than usual. It was jarring each and every time he stopped to realize that Ki Seop was really damn pretty. He'd given up resenting the other man for it a long time ago - if he had a face like Ki Seop, he could have been a movie star solo singer gigolo.

“You’re quiet today.” He reached across and stole a nice juicy piece of chicken off the top of Ki Seop’s plate just for the annoyed face he pulled in return.

“Thinking about things.” Ki Seop shrugged and stuffed food in his mouth so he wouldn’t have to elaborate.

“Well, there is a first for everything,” Soo Hyun said loftily, and Ki Seop glared at him, his cheeks all full of food. Soo Hyun laughed and laughed while Ki Seop flushed and finished his lunch.

On the way back, Soo Hyun was in that place again where he was happy and everything was right with the world. They were famous, he was young and Ki Seop was walking beside him, staring at the angles of the sunrays off the buildings or whatever he was thinking about.

“Hey Soo Hyun, do we have a few more minutes?”

“Yeah.” He checked his phone; they did have five minutes before they were expected back.

“Can we go in here?” It was a little garden with a play structure in it, currently devoid of screaming little children.

“Are you going to do something weird?” Soo Hyun grinned, and Ki Seop smacked his shoulder.

“No. Are you?”

“Maybe.” He leered at Ki Seop and the other man just laughed. The little park was kind of dirty, litter pushed into the gutters, but it wasn’t too bad, and he did have to admit they had been working on a new routine all morning and he didn’t really want to go back to the hot and sweaty room to be yelled at some more.

“Hey Soo Hyun?” Ki Seop stopped, looking around like he really was going to do something weird.

“What?” He looked around too, because apparently Ki Seop’s paranoia was contagious.

“I want to tell you something, but you can’t tell anyone else okay?”

Soo Hyun wanted to remind him that they were stars now and that Ki Seop couldn’t trust his secrets to anyone, that he couldn’t want anything and he should guard his secrets with his life because the littlest things could bring them down. He got as far as opening his mouth to do so, but Ki Seop just looked so sincere, like he really did trust Soo Hyun to keep his secrets safe. It stuck somewhere in his throat. No wonder Ki Seop had failed so many times at audition; he really wasn’t cut out for this line of work.

“Sure,” he said, looking instead at the tops of the buildings over the trees. He wasn’t the leader, but he could do his best to help Ki Seop when he needed it.

“I’m not really sure how to say this. I’ve been thinking about it a lot.” Ki Seop stumbled over his words, voice pitched even softer than usual. “Did you know 1 in 10 guys are sort of, you know, gay?” Soo Hyun did indeed know. “And I mean, there are 7 of us.” Ki Seop stopped looking almost pained by what he had said up till now. Soo Hyun wasn’t sure what to think, sort of dared to hope that maybe Ki Seop was coming out to him and then they could be fabulously gay together and maybe he even liked Soo Hyun for a pity fuck or ten.

“Ki Seop?”

“What I am saying is I like photography, interior design and am probably rather gay.” The last bit came out in a bit of a rushed squeak and Soo Hyun grinned at him.

“Probably?”

“Well I’ve never really tested it.” Ki Seop glared at him again, and was it possible he was even prettier now that he was potentially available? “I mean. It’s not like I can. You are the only person who knows.” The thought was sobering.

“You can never tell anyone.” Soo Hyun grabbed his shoulder, and Ki Seop stared at him expression too many things at once. “It sucks, I know.”

“Yeah.” Ki Seop smiled at him. “Thanks for being nice about it. I knew I could trust you.”

“Always.”

The rest of what he wanted to say sounded something like ‘ohmygod. So I am a big flaming gay and I’d pay you to have sex with me. If you wanted that kind of thing. With me.’ Wisely, he managed to say none of it, all jumbled in his head. Only years and years of training on what to say, when to say it, and guarding his own secrets close to his heart stopped him from blurting out ‘I like boys.’

Ki Seop was looking at him like he’d just announced he was getting a solo song, so he just smiled and dragged him back to practice. This brought a whole new dimension to his fantasies.

~~

It was a few weeks after Ki Seop’s hopelessly awkward confession that Soo Hyun finally realized what all of it meant. This time he didn’t need Xander or anyone else to tell him; he was lying curled on his side in bed, staring at the stripe of light moving across the wall when it happened.

All of Ki Seop’s awkwardness clicked into focus, like when he had been teaching Soo Hyun how to focus his camera, finding the perfect focus to get Ki Bum’s fond smile in the photo without blurring out Kevin’s face, as it was behind Ki Bum’s shoulder, arms clasped loosely over his stomach. He had been looking at things too closely, losing focus of the bigger picture. Ki Seop wasn’t just awkward or shadowing his steps like a puppy, too close for comfort. Ki Seop was hitting on him.

The light from his mobile was almost blinding to his dark-adjusted eyes.

‘U like me?’

Probably not the most eloquent of questions, and Ki Seop was probably sleeping. He stared at his phone for a few minutes daring it to vibrate, to ring, anything. Ten minutes later, when he had finally given up and rolled over to stare at the wall in annoyance, it vibrated to announce he had a text.

‘What?’ Ki Seop texted back. Soo Hyun chewed on the inside of his lip.

‘NM, want to go out for dinner tomorrow?’ He’d tell Ki Seop it was a date. Later.

‘Fine. Can I sleep now?’ He could only imagine Ki Seop’s annoyed face on the other end. Lying all curled up in bed and scowling at the phone.

‘Sweet dreams.’

Because he’s possibly got the hugest crush on Ki Seop in return and didn’t even really notice.

The next day, the first thing Ki Seop did was punch his shoulder. Soo Hyun grinned at him in return, completely unrepentant. It would work out for them.

--

Epilogue:

Soo Hyun was queer – very, very gay. Which was great and all. But he was seriously rethinking that option; Ki Seop’s boobs were small and pert and pressing against his arm, no bra, while Ki Seop was draped across his shoulders. That was enough to turn a man straight. If he still had a dick, it would probably be doing a salute to Ki Seop’s perfect rack right now. His longer hair was framing the soft sides of his face, the severe angles of his face softened by the roundness of his eyes and the smooth curve of his lips. In short, Ki Seop was every bit as flawless as a girl as he was a boy and it wasn’t fair. You couldn’t be straight and gay for someone at the same time.

Kevin took being turned into a woman rather blandly, just kept calm and carried on as usual.

“At least Xander’s got a cooch to match his PMS and nagging now.” Ki Bum had said rather loftily and he made possibly the most inexplicably beautiful girl ever. His small mouth and delicate features fit his new smaller face, and Soo Hyun was sad that he’d never had a sister, because if she looked anything like that, then there would be three celebrities in that family.

“Yeah.” Dong Ho laughed. His hair was growing out now and he was adorably chubby as a girl, making him look even younger and more like a pedophile’s wet dream than usual. Xander made an amusingly flat-chested female; his voice also hit new and possibly damaging registers when he shrieked.

“We should all just calm down,” Soo Hyun tried to say and only Eli seemed to notice him. Eli with his, her, his fuck it, choppy black hair managing to look like a pixie dyke. Pants way too big for her, slipping down the soft curves of her hips.

“I can’t CALM DOWN.” Xander hissed, and what came out next was a mess of words. Soo Hyun couldn’t tell if it was supposed to be Korean, English, Chinese or some weird mess of all three.

“We’ll figure it out.” He smiled, and Ki Seop squeezed his arm where he was still reassuringly and distractingly draped across his side.

Soo Hyun, unsurprisingly, made an ugly girl, too. On the other side of the room, Eli tweeted ‘FML’ with a rather amused smile.

Comments

[decodexx.livejournal.com]

This was socute omg. :3

[leekwon.livejournal.com]

cute * _ *

[theninjastar.livejournal.com]

I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THIS DOESN'T HAVE MORE COMMENTS. I enjoy the way you write Soohyun very much. And Kiseop. It's so refreshing for me ^^
And yaaaay they realized their feelings for each other \o/ LOL the ending was so amusing. Of course Kevin wouldn't be surprised about becoming a girl xD hahaha I love this. I hope you keep writing about them!

[snoozing-kitten.livejournal.com]

Lol! I don't know man. Thank you! I had quite a bit of fun writing them. Soo Hyun is a strange man.