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[August 21] [Super Junior] daffodil
Title: daffodil
Day/Theme: August 21 / Wild heart, child heart
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Kyuhyun/Ryeowook
Rating: T
Kyuhyun found Ryeowook going through the toolbox under the kitchen sink, and when he’d asked what he was doing, Ryeowook had cheerfully pocketed the questionable package of nails in his pockets and announced that they were going hunting.
“You could get an infection just from touching that, you know,” Kyuhyun said, “and I don’t hunt, okay? We don’t need to hunt for our own food when we have the convenience of a supermarket in town.”
“I didn’t mean that,” Ryeowook said, crinkling his nose in distaste, “I meant, we should go find that stalker of yours and give him a lesson. Don’t you have a gun in here somewhere? And you’re sprouting daffodils, by the way.”
Kyuhyun looked displeased. “I don’t have a gun,” Kyuhyun said, tersely, “I wasn’t aware I needed it.” He looked uncomfortable at the implications of Ryeowook’s suggestion. It was an effective way to stop the harassment, but there were still some legal repercussions to be had. Besides, he still had his humanity in him, even if sometimes he’d felt otherwise.
“A hammer, then. Or something blunt and heavy,” Ryeowook replied, inspecting the kitchen cabinets for something more useful than a screwdriver, “It has to at least be something I can carry without killing myself in the process, you know.”
“Why aren’t we letting Sungmin in on this plan again?” Kyuhyun, ever the long-suffering one, said in a voice tinged with desperation, “wasn’t he the one who was supposed to be the best at self-defense?”
“I know,” Ryeowook said, “but I don’t think Sungmin would be able to help us.”
"Aren't you afraid of catching it?" Kyuhyun asked, pressing a hand to the top of Ryeowook’s head.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting killed?” Ryeowook said testily, waving away Kyuhyun’s awkward touch to hide his own insecurity. He didn’t claim to be an expert at this whole business of guarding the fort, but there was no choice, not unless he wanted to wait it out and die in the process.
"I'm not scared," Kyuhyun said, but Ryeowook knew a lie when he heard one. He'd been telling it all his life.
He’d had his own conjectures about the whole situation. Some things he still wasn’t too sure about, but it had fit, despite the errors in logic. He had yet to figure out a motive for his suspicions, but he knew he’d be able to get an answer sooner rather than later. The problem was whether or not both of them would be able to prove to be greater in strength. Number had nothing to do with this scenario.
"Come on," Ryeowook said, holding out his hand, "let's figure this out together."
His companion stared at the proffered limb, and Ryeowook clucked his tongue at him, impatiently. "I won't leave you," Ryeowook said, "trust me."
Kyuhyun took in a deep, shuddering breath before finally taking his hand.
“Just so you know,” Kyuhyun said, keeping his voice even and calm, “I still don’t trust you enough.”
Good enough.
Day/Theme: August 21 / Wild heart, child heart
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Kyuhyun/Ryeowook
Rating: T
Kyuhyun found Ryeowook going through the toolbox under the kitchen sink, and when he’d asked what he was doing, Ryeowook had cheerfully pocketed the questionable package of nails in his pockets and announced that they were going hunting.
“You could get an infection just from touching that, you know,” Kyuhyun said, “and I don’t hunt, okay? We don’t need to hunt for our own food when we have the convenience of a supermarket in town.”
“I didn’t mean that,” Ryeowook said, crinkling his nose in distaste, “I meant, we should go find that stalker of yours and give him a lesson. Don’t you have a gun in here somewhere? And you’re sprouting daffodils, by the way.”
Kyuhyun looked displeased. “I don’t have a gun,” Kyuhyun said, tersely, “I wasn’t aware I needed it.” He looked uncomfortable at the implications of Ryeowook’s suggestion. It was an effective way to stop the harassment, but there were still some legal repercussions to be had. Besides, he still had his humanity in him, even if sometimes he’d felt otherwise.
“A hammer, then. Or something blunt and heavy,” Ryeowook replied, inspecting the kitchen cabinets for something more useful than a screwdriver, “It has to at least be something I can carry without killing myself in the process, you know.”
“Why aren’t we letting Sungmin in on this plan again?” Kyuhyun, ever the long-suffering one, said in a voice tinged with desperation, “wasn’t he the one who was supposed to be the best at self-defense?”
“I know,” Ryeowook said, “but I don’t think Sungmin would be able to help us.”
"Aren't you afraid of catching it?" Kyuhyun asked, pressing a hand to the top of Ryeowook’s head.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting killed?” Ryeowook said testily, waving away Kyuhyun’s awkward touch to hide his own insecurity. He didn’t claim to be an expert at this whole business of guarding the fort, but there was no choice, not unless he wanted to wait it out and die in the process.
"I'm not scared," Kyuhyun said, but Ryeowook knew a lie when he heard one. He'd been telling it all his life.
He’d had his own conjectures about the whole situation. Some things he still wasn’t too sure about, but it had fit, despite the errors in logic. He had yet to figure out a motive for his suspicions, but he knew he’d be able to get an answer sooner rather than later. The problem was whether or not both of them would be able to prove to be greater in strength. Number had nothing to do with this scenario.
"Come on," Ryeowook said, holding out his hand, "let's figure this out together."
His companion stared at the proffered limb, and Ryeowook clucked his tongue at him, impatiently. "I won't leave you," Ryeowook said, "trust me."
Kyuhyun took in a deep, shuddering breath before finally taking his hand.
“Just so you know,” Kyuhyun said, keeping his voice even and calm, “I still don’t trust you enough.”
Good enough.