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[August 22] [Super Junior] gladiolus
Title: gladiolus
Day/Theme: August 22 / longer ways to go
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Kyuhyun/Ryeowook, Sungmin/Ryeowook
Rating: T
They took turns watching the front door. Ryeowook would wait in a small, hidden corner of the hallway while Kyuhyun would sleep, huddled beside him and resting his head on Ryeowook’s bony shoulder. Ryeowook had worn a long, baggy black jacket, using the disguise as an excuse to hide the red raw wounds that had started forming along his wrists, the skin of his arms. He didn’t have anything to drink for at least eight hours already, and it wasn’t starting to look good. He’d heard that when the plants had run out of water, they’d start to feed on blood, instead.
It had gotten unbearably itchy, too. He’d scratched at it in his absent-mindedness once or twice, but after opening a wound and seeing a lovely gladiolus mocking him with the unnaturally darker edges of its petals, he’d stopped. It was so tempting to peel the skin away and dig into his muscles, to rip them apart with less surgical precision than he’d intended, but…
Just a few more hours, Ryeowook thought, biting his lower lip, I just need Kyuhyun to be safe.
They waited for two more hours, Kyuhyun impatiently checking his watch and Ryeowook vigilantly eyeing the front door. When Kyuhyun was about to suggest taking a break for dinner, Ryeowook covered Kyuhyun’s mouth with his palm, gesturing towards the shadow outside the door.
“What if it’s just Sungmin?” Kyuhyun hissed, prying Ryeowook’s palm off his mouth and tugging the hem of Ryeowook’s jacket, “I don’t want to go to jail and live with the guilt of knowing I knocked out my own blood relative, okay?”
“I wouldn’t worry about the guilt, if I were you,” Ryeowook said vaguely, pushing him away in his irritation, “I told you to trust me, didn’t I?”
“Well, your plan is really stupid, and I have no faith in it whatsoever,” Kyuhyun said, hotly, standing up, “now I’m going to open the door for Sungmin and we will forget this ever happened.”
“Kyuhyun, you idiot!” Ryeowook yelled, but Kyuhyun had already shrugged Ryeowook’s hand away and strode over to the front door, opening it and greeting Sungmin with a nod.
“See, I told you it was just Sungmin,” Kyuhyun said, turning back to look at Ryeowook with an admonishing glare and Sungmin gave him a small wave and a cryptic smile.
“Were you two planning to ambush me and hit me with,” Sungmin paused to check the object Ryeowook’s fingers had tightened around, “my own baseball bat?”
“Crazy, I know,” Kyuhyun muttered, “sorry about that.”
“Oh, don’t be,” Sungmin said, “see, I was planning to do the same to you.”
Ryeowook launched himself at Sungmin with a yell, only to fall to the floor when Sungmin bashed a small pot to the back of his skull.
"Come on, babe," Sungmin said, with mock cheerfulness, "I need you to stay alive, so don't die on me just because you have a concussion, okay?"
Ryeowook registered flipping him the finger before passing out.
Day/Theme: August 22 / longer ways to go
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Kyuhyun/Ryeowook, Sungmin/Ryeowook
Rating: T
They took turns watching the front door. Ryeowook would wait in a small, hidden corner of the hallway while Kyuhyun would sleep, huddled beside him and resting his head on Ryeowook’s bony shoulder. Ryeowook had worn a long, baggy black jacket, using the disguise as an excuse to hide the red raw wounds that had started forming along his wrists, the skin of his arms. He didn’t have anything to drink for at least eight hours already, and it wasn’t starting to look good. He’d heard that when the plants had run out of water, they’d start to feed on blood, instead.
It had gotten unbearably itchy, too. He’d scratched at it in his absent-mindedness once or twice, but after opening a wound and seeing a lovely gladiolus mocking him with the unnaturally darker edges of its petals, he’d stopped. It was so tempting to peel the skin away and dig into his muscles, to rip them apart with less surgical precision than he’d intended, but…
Just a few more hours, Ryeowook thought, biting his lower lip, I just need Kyuhyun to be safe.
They waited for two more hours, Kyuhyun impatiently checking his watch and Ryeowook vigilantly eyeing the front door. When Kyuhyun was about to suggest taking a break for dinner, Ryeowook covered Kyuhyun’s mouth with his palm, gesturing towards the shadow outside the door.
“What if it’s just Sungmin?” Kyuhyun hissed, prying Ryeowook’s palm off his mouth and tugging the hem of Ryeowook’s jacket, “I don’t want to go to jail and live with the guilt of knowing I knocked out my own blood relative, okay?”
“I wouldn’t worry about the guilt, if I were you,” Ryeowook said vaguely, pushing him away in his irritation, “I told you to trust me, didn’t I?”
“Well, your plan is really stupid, and I have no faith in it whatsoever,” Kyuhyun said, hotly, standing up, “now I’m going to open the door for Sungmin and we will forget this ever happened.”
“Kyuhyun, you idiot!” Ryeowook yelled, but Kyuhyun had already shrugged Ryeowook’s hand away and strode over to the front door, opening it and greeting Sungmin with a nod.
“See, I told you it was just Sungmin,” Kyuhyun said, turning back to look at Ryeowook with an admonishing glare and Sungmin gave him a small wave and a cryptic smile.
“Were you two planning to ambush me and hit me with,” Sungmin paused to check the object Ryeowook’s fingers had tightened around, “my own baseball bat?”
“Crazy, I know,” Kyuhyun muttered, “sorry about that.”
“Oh, don’t be,” Sungmin said, “see, I was planning to do the same to you.”
Ryeowook launched himself at Sungmin with a yell, only to fall to the floor when Sungmin bashed a small pot to the back of his skull.
"Come on, babe," Sungmin said, with mock cheerfulness, "I need you to stay alive, so don't die on me just because you have a concussion, okay?"
Ryeowook registered flipping him the finger before passing out.