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[August 12] [Super Junior] geranium
Title: geranium
Day/Theme: August 12 / No yesterdays on the road
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook
Rating: T
True to his word, Sungmin had taken him out that afternoon. They spent the day walking around the shopping district, Ryeowook with his head covered under an unappealing, wide-brimmed sunhat that made him look like a kid struggling under its weight, and the ice cream Sungmin had bought them hadn't helped his image. When Sungmin took his hand and led him around the shops, he caught a peek at their reflection on one of the shop windows and decided that he looked less of a kid and more of an underweight teenage girl sulking on a date with her long-suffering boyfriend. It wasn't too far from the truth.
He'd worried about the sun, at first, but Sungmin kept his bare arms covered with sunblock, saying that it would stall the growth. He wondered how Sungmin knew about that, but these days, Sungmin seemed to know everything, now, and Ryeowook was the shut-in who had lost contact with civilization.
The closest thing to a mishap was the geranium that blossomed at his nape, but Sungmin had been behind him at that time, and saved him the embarrassment of the stares of strangers by discreetly passing his hand over Ryeowook's neck and plucking it out. He gave it to a saleslady he'd charmed into giving him a discount, after that, and it would have been amusing if Ryeowook hadn't been so nervous.
"You're so tense," Sungmin had sighed, smiling all the same, and Ryeowook went back to licking his ice cream as an excuse to not respond.
"Which reminds me," Sungmin continued as he inspected a rack of clothes, "you got a call from Yesung yesterday."
"Yesung?" Ryeowook said, surprised, "why?"
"I'd forgotten," Sungmin said, sounding too cheerful for his own good, "didn't you have a thing for him when we were in college?"
"Sungmin," Ryeowook admonished, "it wasn't like that. Why didn't you tell me?"
"It didn't seem to matter, at that time," Sungmin said, airily, "it probably wasn't yesterday. Maybe a few days ago? A week, at most." Or a month. Yesung would probably be put off by this, and Ryeowook couldn't find it in himself to care, but he had to show some reaction to the liberties Sungmin took with his personal calls.
"Sungmin." There were volumes of disappointment in Ryeowook's tone by just saying his name. Sungmin looked vaguely remorseful, but Ryeowook finished the rest of his wafer cone and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Can you blame me?" Sungmin said, rolling his eyes, "we're on a trip and we're supposed to enjoy this, okay? I didn't want to give you another reason to mope."
It occured to Ryeowook that perhaps Sungmin was playing the guilt card to his advantage, but Ryeowook hadn't been the best companion in the world either.
"Sorry," Ryeowook said, letting his hands fall to his sides, "I'll try to enjoy myself, I promise."
"Good," Sungmin said, brightening up, "now get into the dressing room, I bet this will look good on you."
Day/Theme: August 12 / No yesterdays on the road
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook
Rating: T
True to his word, Sungmin had taken him out that afternoon. They spent the day walking around the shopping district, Ryeowook with his head covered under an unappealing, wide-brimmed sunhat that made him look like a kid struggling under its weight, and the ice cream Sungmin had bought them hadn't helped his image. When Sungmin took his hand and led him around the shops, he caught a peek at their reflection on one of the shop windows and decided that he looked less of a kid and more of an underweight teenage girl sulking on a date with her long-suffering boyfriend. It wasn't too far from the truth.
He'd worried about the sun, at first, but Sungmin kept his bare arms covered with sunblock, saying that it would stall the growth. He wondered how Sungmin knew about that, but these days, Sungmin seemed to know everything, now, and Ryeowook was the shut-in who had lost contact with civilization.
The closest thing to a mishap was the geranium that blossomed at his nape, but Sungmin had been behind him at that time, and saved him the embarrassment of the stares of strangers by discreetly passing his hand over Ryeowook's neck and plucking it out. He gave it to a saleslady he'd charmed into giving him a discount, after that, and it would have been amusing if Ryeowook hadn't been so nervous.
"You're so tense," Sungmin had sighed, smiling all the same, and Ryeowook went back to licking his ice cream as an excuse to not respond.
"Which reminds me," Sungmin continued as he inspected a rack of clothes, "you got a call from Yesung yesterday."
"Yesung?" Ryeowook said, surprised, "why?"
"I'd forgotten," Sungmin said, sounding too cheerful for his own good, "didn't you have a thing for him when we were in college?"
"Sungmin," Ryeowook admonished, "it wasn't like that. Why didn't you tell me?"
"It didn't seem to matter, at that time," Sungmin said, airily, "it probably wasn't yesterday. Maybe a few days ago? A week, at most." Or a month. Yesung would probably be put off by this, and Ryeowook couldn't find it in himself to care, but he had to show some reaction to the liberties Sungmin took with his personal calls.
"Sungmin." There were volumes of disappointment in Ryeowook's tone by just saying his name. Sungmin looked vaguely remorseful, but Ryeowook finished the rest of his wafer cone and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Can you blame me?" Sungmin said, rolling his eyes, "we're on a trip and we're supposed to enjoy this, okay? I didn't want to give you another reason to mope."
It occured to Ryeowook that perhaps Sungmin was playing the guilt card to his advantage, but Ryeowook hadn't been the best companion in the world either.
"Sorry," Ryeowook said, letting his hands fall to his sides, "I'll try to enjoy myself, I promise."
"Good," Sungmin said, brightening up, "now get into the dressing room, I bet this will look good on you."