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[August 16] [Super Junior] bachelor button
Title: bachelor button
Day/Theme: August 16 / can you hear the distance
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook, Kyuhyun
Rating: T
There were only two ways to come to terms with their problem: the first was to act on it, and the second to ignore it.
It was harder to cope given how distant they were from the rest of civilization, and Ryeowook knew it too keenly. Kyuhyun pretended he didn't care much, but Ryeowook could see exactly how it unnerved the younger man to see the pretty parchment paper with mysterious words written on them like I CAN SEE YOU or GO DIE or even yesterday's TWO MORE WEEKS. Rather than feeling afraid, Ryeowook had felt the irritation pooling in his gut, sidetracked by the instinctive worry he'd had for Kyuhyun's well-being. He figured that it couldn't have been addressed to anyone else but Kyuhyun, considering he was the one who lived here for a considerable amount of time. Kyuhyun, however, could offer no possible suspects for them, and Sungmin and Ryeowook reluctantly let the issue drop.
It was probably wrong of Ryeowook to rip the anonymous letters and discard them before Sungmin or Kyuhyun could see. He'd taken to rising an hour earlier than usual just to hover around the porch, but by the time he'd gotten there, the paper would already be resting neatly on their doormat. Once or twice he'd found a bachelor button neatly tucked inside the envelope, and Ryeowook had viciously shredded the mail in his disgust, nearly tearing apart his own mother's postcard to him in the process.
"This is getting out of hand," Ryeowook muttered tiredly as he stared into the refrigerator without registering anything its contents.
"What is?" Sungmin said, bopping Ryeowook on the head, "move over, I need some milk."
"The letters," Ryeowook said, moving away from the refrigerator to rest his head on the kitchen table in defeat, "I don't know why they're still coming."
"Maybe it's someone who really hates us," Sungmin said, biting his lower lip.
"I don't think it even involves the two of us, Sungmin," Ryeowook said, pointedly staring at the entrance of the kitchen, as if to motion to Kyuhyun, who was still sleeping in his room, "it's probably an old enemy of his or something.."
Sungmin looked thoughtful for a moment, and Ryeowook stared at Sungmin's pursed lips and his bedhead and thought that this was the part of Sungmin he liked the best, when he was lost in his thoughts and anticipating something beyond Ryeowook's understanding. He'd forgotten what Sungmin looked like, when he was like this.
"Or maybe," Sungmin said, sounding amused, "someone really loves him?"
"That's insane," Ryeowook said, flatly, "and it makes no sense whatsoever."
"That's the point," Sungmin said, but didn't say anything else about it, not even when Ryeowook pressed him to talk. There were few things Ryeowook could say he understood about Sungmin, but there was always a part of Sungmin he couldn't breach when Sungmin didn't want to be found out. He'd tell him when he was ready, he supposed, if it ever came to that.
Day/Theme: August 16 / can you hear the distance
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook, Kyuhyun
Rating: T
There were only two ways to come to terms with their problem: the first was to act on it, and the second to ignore it.
It was harder to cope given how distant they were from the rest of civilization, and Ryeowook knew it too keenly. Kyuhyun pretended he didn't care much, but Ryeowook could see exactly how it unnerved the younger man to see the pretty parchment paper with mysterious words written on them like I CAN SEE YOU or GO DIE or even yesterday's TWO MORE WEEKS. Rather than feeling afraid, Ryeowook had felt the irritation pooling in his gut, sidetracked by the instinctive worry he'd had for Kyuhyun's well-being. He figured that it couldn't have been addressed to anyone else but Kyuhyun, considering he was the one who lived here for a considerable amount of time. Kyuhyun, however, could offer no possible suspects for them, and Sungmin and Ryeowook reluctantly let the issue drop.
It was probably wrong of Ryeowook to rip the anonymous letters and discard them before Sungmin or Kyuhyun could see. He'd taken to rising an hour earlier than usual just to hover around the porch, but by the time he'd gotten there, the paper would already be resting neatly on their doormat. Once or twice he'd found a bachelor button neatly tucked inside the envelope, and Ryeowook had viciously shredded the mail in his disgust, nearly tearing apart his own mother's postcard to him in the process.
"This is getting out of hand," Ryeowook muttered tiredly as he stared into the refrigerator without registering anything its contents.
"What is?" Sungmin said, bopping Ryeowook on the head, "move over, I need some milk."
"The letters," Ryeowook said, moving away from the refrigerator to rest his head on the kitchen table in defeat, "I don't know why they're still coming."
"Maybe it's someone who really hates us," Sungmin said, biting his lower lip.
"I don't think it even involves the two of us, Sungmin," Ryeowook said, pointedly staring at the entrance of the kitchen, as if to motion to Kyuhyun, who was still sleeping in his room, "it's probably an old enemy of his or something.."
Sungmin looked thoughtful for a moment, and Ryeowook stared at Sungmin's pursed lips and his bedhead and thought that this was the part of Sungmin he liked the best, when he was lost in his thoughts and anticipating something beyond Ryeowook's understanding. He'd forgotten what Sungmin looked like, when he was like this.
"Or maybe," Sungmin said, sounding amused, "someone really loves him?"
"That's insane," Ryeowook said, flatly, "and it makes no sense whatsoever."
"That's the point," Sungmin said, but didn't say anything else about it, not even when Ryeowook pressed him to talk. There were few things Ryeowook could say he understood about Sungmin, but there was always a part of Sungmin he couldn't breach when Sungmin didn't want to be found out. He'd tell him when he was ready, he supposed, if it ever came to that.