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[August 28] [Super Junior] camellia
Title: camellia
Day/Theme: August 28 / wanderer broken down before the wind
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook/Kyuhyun
Rating: T
"You see, Kyuhyun," Sungmin said, "I need you to hurry up and die. Can you do that, Kyuhyun?"
Kyuhyun cocked his head to the side, not meeting Sungmin’s eyes, and Ryeowook put his hand on his shoulder. Kyuhyun’s muscles tensed and shuddered under his touch, and for a moment Ryeowook thought that it was from an overpowering sense of frustration and fear, only to jerk his hand back in surprise when Kyuhyun started laughing, open and honest and maybe not a little too desperate.
Sungmin looked tempted to crack a smile at that, but even he was as lost as Ryeowook was. Kyuhyun leant back against Ryeowook for support, hiding his face behind his hands as his laughter subsided into sniggering, the same kind Ryeowook expected from children that were at a loss in the face of an unexplainable hilarity.
“I don’t get it,” Kyuhyun said, clearing his throat, “you’re not going to get anything out of me when I die. I mean, I’m not the richest person in the world, and you’re not even an immediate family member or anything.”
Kyuhyun put a finger to his own lips, and it reminded Ryeowook of Sungmin. “So going by that logic, you’re not really going to benefit much from my death. I can’t give you anything else other than the house, and you don’t need that, do you?”
Do you? Kyuhyun’s smile, brittle and snide, challenged. Sungmin’s eyes flashed in displeasure, before lighting up. Ryeowook followed his line of vision with some trepidation, only to feel the beginnings of panic sink in when he saw a tiny bud of a camellia resting on Kyuhyun’s ankle.
“It’s true,” Sungmin sighed, playing along to Kyuhyun’s suggestions, “I don’t need you for your money.”
Kyuhyun’s lips turned up, losing none of its antagonism, only to part when Sungmin rested his palm against Kyuhyun’s foot. “I need you for this.”
Kyuhyun looked down, and back up at Sungmin in surprise.
"Do you think it will be okay if I kill him and then let you eat this?" Sungmin said, stroking the flower with a smile on his face, "Ryeowook?"
“Sungmin?” Kyuhyun rasped out, “what are you talking about?”
“I was hoping to wait until next week,” Sungmin said, wistfully, “but you aren’t getting any better, are you, Ryeowook?”
"Shut up, Sungmin," Ryeowook barked out. Sungmin looked too pleased at this development and he would use the guilt to his advantage, would use it at the expense of Ryeowook’s own shame because it was…
"Ryeowook?" Kyuhyun said, turning pale, "you never -- you didn't --"
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Ryeowook said, reaching into his pocket and putting the item he’d pulled out of it into Kyuhyun’s palm. A sleeping pill, just in case, "please, just. Just rest, okay? You don't have to worry about me."
He pressed a kiss to the top of Kyuhyun's brow, the only part of Kyuhyun's skin his lips would ever touch. "You don't have to worry about anything."
Day/Theme: August 28 / wanderer broken down before the wind
Series: Super Junior
Character/Pairing: Sungmin/Ryeowook/Kyuhyun
Rating: T
"You see, Kyuhyun," Sungmin said, "I need you to hurry up and die. Can you do that, Kyuhyun?"
Kyuhyun cocked his head to the side, not meeting Sungmin’s eyes, and Ryeowook put his hand on his shoulder. Kyuhyun’s muscles tensed and shuddered under his touch, and for a moment Ryeowook thought that it was from an overpowering sense of frustration and fear, only to jerk his hand back in surprise when Kyuhyun started laughing, open and honest and maybe not a little too desperate.
Sungmin looked tempted to crack a smile at that, but even he was as lost as Ryeowook was. Kyuhyun leant back against Ryeowook for support, hiding his face behind his hands as his laughter subsided into sniggering, the same kind Ryeowook expected from children that were at a loss in the face of an unexplainable hilarity.
“I don’t get it,” Kyuhyun said, clearing his throat, “you’re not going to get anything out of me when I die. I mean, I’m not the richest person in the world, and you’re not even an immediate family member or anything.”
Kyuhyun put a finger to his own lips, and it reminded Ryeowook of Sungmin. “So going by that logic, you’re not really going to benefit much from my death. I can’t give you anything else other than the house, and you don’t need that, do you?”
Do you? Kyuhyun’s smile, brittle and snide, challenged. Sungmin’s eyes flashed in displeasure, before lighting up. Ryeowook followed his line of vision with some trepidation, only to feel the beginnings of panic sink in when he saw a tiny bud of a camellia resting on Kyuhyun’s ankle.
“It’s true,” Sungmin sighed, playing along to Kyuhyun’s suggestions, “I don’t need you for your money.”
Kyuhyun’s lips turned up, losing none of its antagonism, only to part when Sungmin rested his palm against Kyuhyun’s foot. “I need you for this.”
Kyuhyun looked down, and back up at Sungmin in surprise.
"Do you think it will be okay if I kill him and then let you eat this?" Sungmin said, stroking the flower with a smile on his face, "Ryeowook?"
“Sungmin?” Kyuhyun rasped out, “what are you talking about?”
“I was hoping to wait until next week,” Sungmin said, wistfully, “but you aren’t getting any better, are you, Ryeowook?”
"Shut up, Sungmin," Ryeowook barked out. Sungmin looked too pleased at this development and he would use the guilt to his advantage, would use it at the expense of Ryeowook’s own shame because it was…
"Ryeowook?" Kyuhyun said, turning pale, "you never -- you didn't --"
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Ryeowook said, reaching into his pocket and putting the item he’d pulled out of it into Kyuhyun’s palm. A sleeping pill, just in case, "please, just. Just rest, okay? You don't have to worry about me."
He pressed a kiss to the top of Kyuhyun's brow, the only part of Kyuhyun's skin his lips would ever touch. "You don't have to worry about anything."