HEECHUL FAN FIC CHAPTER 1
SORRY NO IMAGE, WE TRIED TO MAKE ONE BUT HEECHUL DIDNT LOOK LIKE HEECHUL. HAHAHHA.






“Thank you for your hard work!”

It was half past one in the morning. A bunch of different voices courteously thanked one another repeatedly after the 2010 annual Korean festival concert at the Daegu stadium.

“Heechul sshi, there’s a letter for you in the car, and its not from a stalker fan this time. If I’m not wrong, it’s from a famous Japanese singer or someone like that”,

One of the managers called out to Heechul, member of a famous Korean boy band, Super Junior that contains 13 members. Kim Heechul, 25 years old, high cheekbones, defiant eye, sharp feminine features and is as witty as ever, words that come out of his mouth were like daggers. Heechul silently walks pass the manager with a swagger that treads the fine line between piss-drunk and cocky bastard but everyone’s gotten used to it, they had no choice either way. Heechul headed out of the crowded building drenched in perspiration towards the company bus, van, whatever you call it. He tore open the envelop and threw it away, not knowing the envelop had the sender’s name. heechul then attempted to read the small little note but he was ,unfortunately, too lazy and decided to read it later.

Heechul plopped himself on the leather car seat with a sigh and stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket. It had been a long day for him, his schedule was filled with activities, adding that he had only three hours of sleep the day before. His head became heavier and heavier, eyelids began feel heavy by the second and soon enough, he was asleep, in the car, concert outfit still on, stinking the company car with his sweat-odour.

The next day, heechul woke up to find himself on his bed in his dorm, still in his concert outfit. The dorm was shared by two other members, Han kyung and Kibum.

“How did I get here…”
He kept his thoughts to himself.

“Hyung, your finally up, your lucky you don’t have any activities today and for the rest of the week. Manager Hyung was very nice to give us a break from the activities. It is ten minutes to two in the afternoon.” Kibum said, with his mouth full of Lays potato chips.

“Yaang Bbbaaan Kimm, hooow did I get heeere?” Heechul asked, slurring his words.

“We carried you.” Kibum answered shortly, stuffing a hand full of potato chips in his mouth again. Heechul stared in disbelief.

“What..? Seriously..?” Heechul curiously asked again, knowing the members last night were dead tired too, where did they find the strength to carry a 65kg Heechul back to the dorm?

“No. Actually, Manager Hyung did. You should thank him.”

The door creaked open as Heechul slowly pushed the door away. He dragged his heavy feet to the bathroom. Somebody had the bathtub ready filled with warm water. Without thinking twice, Heechul immediately stripped himself free of his dirty clothes and slowly lowered himself in the warm tub.

“Ahhhh.. this is the best bath..in the worl..”

Kibum swung open the door and shrieked.

“What the heck are you doing in MY bathtub!” Heechul laughed and said, “Well, it's mine now i guess. You are more than welcome to join me”

Kibum grunted and made a half hearted angry face at Heechul.

“UGH! That guy makes me so mad sometimes, and i can't stand myself for always forgiving him.”

“That's just the way you are, Kibum” Han Kyung said with a smile and gave him a pat on his back.

“I'll be out for awhile, i'm meeting um..my..childhood friend.”

Heechul had just came out of the bath with only just a short towel wrapped around his lower body. His eyes were scanning around the room for a hair dryer. Kibum watched him search for the dryer and slowly moved his attention to his body. Kibum analyzed his body from head to toe, he had not seen Heechul in such good shape since the last time he took off his top and started daydreaming of when his body will be like that of his.

“Where did Han Kyung go?” Heechul asked, suddenly grabbing Kibum's attention back on the track.

“Uh..? Oh. Er, he said he went to meet a friend”.

“Oh? What friend?” laughed Heechul. “Didn't think he had many friends here.”

Kibum interupted his sentence, “ well, he did say he was meeting his childhood friend.”

“Did he tell you if it was a guy or girl?”
Heechul asked, while putting on a navy coloured polo tee with thin white stripes on. Kibum shooked his head innocently. Heechul threw over his towel onto Kibum's head and changed into black denim jeans.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go find out! You drive!”

Heechul went out of the room leaving Kibum to change.
“B..b.but.., we don't even know where he is! An..nd.. he took my car.”

Heechul smiled to himself and shouted back,

“ We'll find a way, we always do. Remember your shades! We don't want unnecessary attention while we're out do we?”

Meanwhile, at the Bangbae-dong cafe, Han Kyung sat at one little cosy corner and picked up a magazine to read while waiting. It was almost three o'clock.

“clik clok, clik clok...”

The sound of stilettos was drawing closer and closer and it drew to a halt. Han Kyung slowly took his eyes off the magazine and shifted his view to the corner of his eyes. He saw a beautiful yet sophisticated young lady in front of his eyes.
She was donning a pale yellow sundress that had embellishments on the edges with an oversized straw-woven hat and a cute little white cotton cardigan over her dress. As Han Kyung moved his eyes downwards, she wiggled her toes in her not-so-high white heels. Han Kyung was stunned by her beauty, and was lost for words.

“You must be Hannie! Oh my! I have not seen you for a very long time, look at how much you've grown!”
She said, suddenly giving him a big tight hug. Han kyung snapped out of his fantasy and helped her to get seated.

“Where do we start, exactly?”
Kibum asked.

“His favourite places of course! Then to all the fancy restaurants and well known cafes!”
Heechul replied in excitement.

He switched on the music player in the car , and opened the top of the car.

“And I thought somebody said not too attract any attention…“

“You wouldn’t understand kiddo, it is nice to smell the fresh air once in awhile” Heechul grinned.

“What fresh air do you smell when we are in the city with vehicles polluting the air every second, and that’s a rhetorical question.”

Heechul ignored kibum and continued his fun. They drove past all Han Kyung's favourite places but to no avail. It was two hours later that they reached back to their dorm and found Han Kyung's shoes by the door.

“Hey man, when did you reach home?”
Heechul asked.

“About an hour ago? Why? Missed me already?”

Heechul skipped gleefully up to him and whispered in his ears,
“You bet i did.”

Kibum smiled at both of them and shooked his head.

“Anybody hungry? I'll making dinner~”

At dinner time, Kibum laid out the dishes that he had prepared.
Han Kyung and Heechul both sat at the table looking surprised, doubting his culinary skills.
The table laid steamed sweet potato with golden brown sauce, steamed fish, bones skilfully taken out , was covered with finely sliced ginger and soya sauce and a tint of coriander leaves for taste. Lastly,deep-fried tofu, stir-fried with spicy kimchi and glazed with sweet onion and garlic mixed soya sauce.
Kibum smiled sweetly and patiently in anticipation for their reactions. Han Kyung took a bite out of the fish and his eyes shone with amazement,

“this fish is the best that i have ever tasted in my whole life!”

“This tofu.. (Heechul makes a weird face while Kibum's smile dropped slowly).. is.. amazing!”
Heechul laughed and Kibum heaved a sigh of releif.

“Try the potatos!” Han Kyung and Heechul took a piece each and turned to each other with big smiles.

“Where in the world did you learn to cook?!” They both asked in unison.

“It's a secret.” Kibum grinned.

Heechul leaned against the railings of the balcony, admiring the not so magnificent view when he glimpsed upon Han Kyung. He quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him out to the balcony.

“ So…care to tell me who’s this childhood friend of yours?”
A cheeky grin slowly grew on Heechul's face.

“This... after..noon?”
Han kyung was deep in thought.

“…YA! If you don’t tell me what’s up, I am going to tell everyone that you ....you know …you know...”
Heechul waved his index finger infront of Han Kyung's face. Han Kyung, almost instantly, turned to i-am-a-foreigner-and-“don’t”-know-what-you-are-talking-about mode, and simply answered,

“What? I know U-know Yunho, you know?”
Salivating a little, Han Kyung took big, slow yogi bear steps back to his room and shut the door.
Heechul was left there, confused, and his question un-answered. He took a deep breath and shouted back,

“I KNOW YOU KNOW U-KNOW YUNHO AND I KNOW U-KNOW YUNHO AS WELL, BUT I KNOW U-KNOW YUNHO LONG BEFORE YOU KNOW U-KNOW YUNHO,YOU KNOW?!.... Ah, no reply..?”

Back in Han Kyung’s room, he pictured the beautiful young lady in sexy laced lingerie posing a seductive posture luring him with the back and forward movement of the index finger.
It was around three in the morning, everyone was sound asleep, until Han Kyung started making loud groaning noises that woke both Heechul and Kibum up.
Heechul and Kibum scratched their head simultaneously while trying to figure who was in such pain. Heechul crept towards Han Kyung's bed while Kibum dragged his lazy feet towards the curious cat.
Heechul and Kibum, both just awoken from the land of sleeping lingerie beauties stared at each other for ten seconds before dropping their heads to look at Han Kyung, who was still trapped in lingerie land.

“Jung...AHHH....ooohh..Jung Ah..ooh yesss! Mmmphh..uuhh...”
Suddenly, Han Kyung's hands started to reach in front of him, moving in slow circular movements, with half closing and opening.
Heechul's and Kibum's eyes were now wide open with their jaws dropped. Heechul covered his mouth as fast as he could to stop himself from LOL-ing.
He started whacking Kibum to prevent himself from being heard. Kibum stared at Han Kyung and shook his head left and right, smiling cheekily before going back to sleep.

“Hangeng, zhao an! Ni… Hao sui…ah?”
Heechul smiled cheekily as he attempted communicating with Han kyung in Chinese with his heavy accent.

“Morning to you too, it..was fine”
Han Kyung's cheeks started to flush as he suddenly remembers his dream.

“So..now may we know who's Jung Ah?” Heechul and Kibum asked.

“Uh.. well... that...um...she..is..uh...”

“Helllloooo! I've come to collect the laundry!”
The laundry ahjumma interrupted his sentence midway.

Han Kyung immediately grabbed the laundry basket and passed it to the ahjumma.

“Will be back at three pm to return the laundry!”

Kibum and Heechul immediately cornered Han Kyung to the edge of the sofa, “You can't get out of this topic until we're satisfied with your detailed reply”.

After much torture of tickling, Han Kyung finally gave up and told them about his childhood sweetheart, who is now a singer and a leader of girl pop group, Jewelry, Park Jung Ah.

“Oh..that sweet looking girl, what's her size?” Heechul immediately imitated Han Kyung's hand moving actions.

Kibum laughed hysterically at Heechul’s comical actions and Han Kyung’s beetroot face.

“Knock! Knock! Knock!” Heechul opened the door and there stood the laundry ahjumma.

“You left this piece of paper in your back pocket.”

“Thanks”.

Heechul slowly opened the soft crumpled piece of paper.
“Meet me at Jongno Bar at eight on thursday night, I'd love to meet you.”

Heechul thought long and hard but was not able to recall who was the sender. He carefully slid the note in his pocket and finally decided to meet up with the stranger. He looked up and checked the calendar. It was then he realised that the meet up was on that day and time was passing by quickly.
He left Han Kyung and Kibum to wrestle each other while he skipped to the bathroom.
Heechul was soaking in the bathtub overflowing with soft, white, fluffy bubbles when Kibum suddenly barged in with a can of beer, already looking drunk.

“Ya, one minute I see you happily playing with Hannie, the next minute I see you crying like a baby who lost his toys. What a strange creature, I can’t take my eyes of you for a second can I?”

“Hyung…I…I..jus...t got.. re..ject.ed..by..”

Kibum stopped talking and stared at Heechul, teary-eyed.

“Wha..? Rejected..by?”

Continued Heechul, suddenly feeling anxious and a bit uncomfortable with the look in Kibum's eyes.

“The girl...who taught me...to cook..those dishes...that....i..i..cooked..and…and …”

Kibum was starting to feel hot and started to unbutton the first few buttons of this shirt. Heechul was now feeling most uncomfortably hard below.

“Well, Um… if it’ll make you feel better… wanna join me?”
Heechul said to kibum in the most unconvincing, caring voice while kibum took a big gulp of beer.
They both knew what was going to happen next. At that split second, kibum grabbed heechul’s neck by the arm and shove his face right in front of kibum’s. Heechul felt weird having his good friend/band member’s lips half a centimetre away from his own, but oh well, it wasn’t the 1st time anyway.

Kibum planted his hungry lips onto Heechul’s. Heechul got out of the tub, dripping wet and bubbles covered the bath room floor. Tongues started twirling roughly in sync while hands caressed places that were, out of the ordinary. Heechul pushed kibum towards the marble table and pulled down kibum’s heart shaped boxers. There wasn’t any time for fun and games, heechul had to prepare for his meeting later down at the bar, so they went straight to serious business. The moment Kibum sat on the cold marble table butt naked, the cold shocked his buttcheeks like static, it sent waves of shivers throughout his body ,it kinda made him feel a little woozy in the head.

“Wanna try this …‘de-stressing technique’ I just learned?”
Heechul whispered slowly into kibum’s ear, bowling hot air into the teary eyed boy’s red ears.
Heechul didn’t need an answer and went on to make the 1st move. Heechul moved his skilled tongue from kibum’s ear, to his neck, to his chest and finally to the abdomen. Heechul continued to tease kibum as he twirled his index finger softly around kibum’s nipples till they were hard and erected.

“Hyung….”
Kibum moaned, tearing uncontrollably, feeling out of breath.

“Ah my dongseng, boys are not suppose to cry unless they’re stung by bees,”
Heechul said with a smirk.

He ran his fingers down from kibum’s chest to his erected shaft. He brought his face closer to kibum’s manhood, second by second, heechul’s lips were just millimetres away, kibum could feel the hot air exhaling through heechul’s mouth. Kibum closed his eyes tightly, awaiting the moment of pleasure.

“Cukooooo..! Cuuuuukkkoooooo! “
The cuckoo clock chimed 7 times.

Heechul froze for a second while kibum was still innocently waiting for the moment.

“Ah, I need to change and get ready for my ‘date’. Sorry kibumie!”
Heechul chuckled naughtily and rushed out of the bathroom.
Kibum was left on the table, heartbroken, in pain and very, very unhappy. He sat there, frozen in place for a few minutes until he decided to drown himself in the bubblebath heechul left.




Meanwhile, the unempathetic heechul put on his favourite dark red skinny jeans, a black graphic tee and finished off with a bold pink blazer.

“This person has got to like me for who I am.”

Heechul said to himself in the mirror. He grabbed his wallet and headed for the door.

-END-

[ currently working on CHAP 2! this is our 1st time and we'r really amatures. thanks for all your support feel free to leave comments/feedback, be it good or bad. :) we'll put in more dialogue in chap 2. so please continue to read our heechul fanfic! we'll put up our poster as soon as its done. :D special thx to blurmees at lj/bs for letting us take sniplets of her fic. :D her fics are wonderful! ]