EunHyuk / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by asye-c 

Who; EunHyuk of Super Junior

Plot; When he serenades you

This is the second part to asye’s request. She asked for both this and the L scenario I did before this. :)  Hope you enjoy both mama. 

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You bit your bottom lip sitting in the limo. It had just shown up outside your apartment. Your boyfriend EunHyuk had sent it for you. It was your anniversary. You hadn’t been together for very long, so that he would go to this extent, more than surprised you. The limo driver had delivered a long dress box, as well as a bag. Inside was the most beautiful cocktail dress you had ever seen in person, and off the rack. You had admired ones just like it in the windows when you walked by the really expensive department store windows going to and from your job. You could never have afforded one like it on your salary. But it was fun to look at them. You would walk the rest of the way to work, your headphones pumping your moods favorite hit of the moment into your ears, and you imagined what it would be like to have fancy places to go wearing a dress like that.

Now there you were, about to zip one up. It was a beautiful jade colour that highlighted your hair and hugged your figure. The asymmetrical strap went over your left shoulder. The hem hitting you just above the knee was shorter than you in your modesty were used to, but it was beautiful.
In the bag were metallic T strap heels, as well as undergarments. You blushed as the familiar pink of Victoria’s Secret peeked at you from behind the shoe box. You opened it and inside was a black lace strapless bra, and under a matching pair of boy shorts. He knew you all to well. A note inside the bag had you covering your mouth with giggling girly glee. 

“These are for you Jagiya, it may be a long time before I see you in them, but just knowing that you’re wearing them will fuel dreams for months to come.”

You gave your hair a last look in the hall mirror before putting your keys, wallet and phone in your small clutch. The limo driver was waiting outside the car, leaning, but snapped to attention when you walked up. He smiled. Not in a sassy or undressing you with his eyes way. More like a proud and approving parent. As you got in, he leaned close and whispered,

“He’s going to love you my dear.” you blushed and thanking him, nearly cracking your face into the car door in the process, you got into the car. 

So now here you were. It was going to be a bit of a drive, so you settled back in your seat and your mind began to wander. If your friends could see you now, you wouldn’t hear the end of it. It was your Oppa who had wanted you to meet EunHyuk. He was a back up dancer at SM and not many people knew. He didn’t want to have people around him who only wanted to be close with him because of his job. Lucky for you, you had known him since school times so he knew he could trust you. 

“Oh c’mon, you’ve got nothing better to do. You never have anything better to do.” he teased while he slurped up ramen in your kitchen. You had glared at him angry because you knew he was right. You were one of those work a holics who never did anything even remotely social. You went to work, you worked your fingers to the bone for a boss who would as soon spit at you as look at you, came home and vegged in front of the tv with your dog eating either ramen or take out. 

You didn’t go quietly however. You bitched and ranted about just about everything you could think of. Part of it was a deflection tactic. You didn’t want to have fun, because if you did, you’d have to first deal with the “i told you so’s” and second wanting to go out more often. The other part of you was partially hoping you would annoy your Oppa enough for him to tell you to go home. But that didn’t happen. Your Oppa had known you for long enough to know what you were doing, and he wasn’t about to let you get out of this. EunHyuk needed a good girl instead of these gold digger so called “fans” who were trying to take him for everything he had, or just for bragging rights. And you needed someone to bring you out of your shell and teach you how to have fun. 

The minute you laid eyes on them all in their practice room, you instantly went quiet. You wanted to just blend into the background. But your Oppa wasn’t having it. He noisily introduced everyone to you and let them all know who you were. You felt your cheeks burning. You would have given anything at that point to melt into the floor, or be invisible. You sat down in the corner near the Coordi Noona’s and the instructor who sat in a steel fold up chair and watched them practice the new routine. You didn’t know it yet, but you were watching the final touches to the dance routine for the Super Show version of “Opera”, and what would eventually be their 3rd Japanese single. It would be months before they would do Super Show but they always wanted to be ready. 

Fast forward a month and you sat nervously outside in a park, after dark with EunHyuk. He had insistently asked you out, and finally you caved. Your dates always happened after dark because being seen in broad daylight, or even being seen together at all, would damage his image. It made you feel like a burden, and that you would rather not be with him if that’s how you were going to feel all the time. As the walk you two had taken came to a close, he had a burst of boldness and pulled you to him for a hug. You were shaking in his grip. Your cheeks were flushed in embarrassment. You couldn’t put a finger on just why you were always so nervous around him. You also couldn’t understand just why he even liked you. 

You spent the first month of your being “dating” horribly afraid that camera’s would come out of someplace and tell you it was all a joke. You didn’t dare let yourself believe he actually liked you…. until you kissed. You had actually put effort into your appearance for this date. You reasoned that if you were going to be humiliated on tv, you might as well look nice for it. He smiled a little wider when he saw you. 

“You look really, really nice. Does this mean you’re becoming more comfortable around me?” he asked looking hopeful.

“Maybe.” you conceded. As you sat on the park bench he kept fiddling with his fingers and looking really nervous.

You turned to ask him what was wrong when he turned to look at you and your lips brushed together. You stopped and waited. You kept looking around. He looked at you strangely.

“What are you looking for?” he asked you bluntly.

“I’m waiting for the camera’s and television people to come storming out of the bushes to tell me this is all a joke. This can’t be real, there’s no way a guy like you would really like a girl like me. Not when you have all those girls you work with to choose from.” he looked angry at you, which surprised you.

“Is that what you think? You think everything I’ve told you has been a lie? That I’m a liar when I say that I like you? I just kissed you!” his outburst had your breath caught in your throat. Could he really like you. He stood up still looking angry, “If you’re not going to believe in anything I say then why did you keep answering my calls, and keep coming to meet me?” you were also growing flustered, so you stood up to look him in the eye.

“Because I wanted to believe it!” you raised your voice, then the tears started and your strength left you, barely above a whisper you continued, “I wanted to believe that someone like you could like someone like me. But things like that don’t happen. Not in real life. This isn’t some drama where the rich goodlooking guy comes to sweep the poor little pauper off her feet…” you looked at him, “but I wanted it to be like that. And I guess I was hoping against hope that it was true.” you went to wipe your tears, but he caught your hand, and with a quick motion, pulled you flush against his chest. His face dangerously close to yours.

“Don’t ever doubt me when I say I like you. If I didn’t mean it. I wouldn’t say it. And if I didn’t mean it.. I certainly wouldn’t do this..” 

Before you could ask what “this” was, his lips took over yours. He slanted his mouth over yours giving him the advantage. The one hand that had reached for your wrist now laced his fingers with yours and held it around his back. His other hand combed through your hair and cupped the side of your face.
His kiss was gentle, and slow, and soft. As if he had all the time in the world to just stand there and make out with you. His tongue swiped your bottom lip slowly, each pass of his mouth encouraging you to part your lips and let him in. When his tongue made contact with yours, your world was thrown for a loop and you knew somehow that nothing would ever be the same.

The opening of the car door brought you back from your thoughts. The driver smiled and held out his hand to help you out. You entered what looked to be an old time theater, where they still parted the curtains for the screen. You were escorted to the front row where you sat. You looked around for a moment before the music started. 

The music was familiar, and before you could place it, Eunhyuk in a black and white suit, looking crisp and dapper was on stage rapping the opening lines of “I Wanna Love You”. He was soon joined by DongHae who winked at you when you grinned at him. As the song ended, Donghae disappeared somewhere back stage, and EunHyuk made his way down the side stairs to you. 

He held out his hands which you took. Before you could compliment his preformance, he moved into your arms and kissed you. You clung to the fabric of his jacket sleeves in surprise, unable to do anything else. He pulled away briefly to allow you both to breathe before he gently cupped your face in both hands, going for another kiss.

“You’re so beautiful.” he breathed over your lips before he covered them with his own. 

The night ended with the driver of the limo falling asleep in the driver seat, hands folded over his chest, head back and snoring, while you and EunHyuk, barefoot stood on the beach watching the sunrise in each others arms. 

“I love you beautiful girl.” he whispered into your hair as his chin rested on the top of your head. 

“I love you too my boy.” you whispered back into his shirt, the lingering smell of cologne tickling your nose. 

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Super Junior / - M Kpop Scenario

Requested by theredhouse

Who; Super Junior / -M (LeeTeuk, YeSung, ShinDong, EunHyuk, SungMin, Donghae, RyeoWook, SiWon, ZhouMi, KyuHyun, Henry)

Plot; New Years party.

Henry fussed with his tie and finally giving up went to look for SiWon to tie it for him.

“Hyuuuuung…” he whined. “I need help!” SiWon turned from putting in his cufflinks to look at his youngest brother, member, friend. 

“What’s wrong?” he asked in his soothing voice. Henry pouted.

“I can’t get this tie thing to work. Fix it for me?” he asked trying to look pathetic. It must have worked, because a smile slowly spread across SiWon’s face and after taking the tie off Henry’s neck, began working on a knot.

“Has anyone seen my black dress shoes?” SungMin asked aloud while making his way through the livingroom to the bathroom.

“They were in that weird box in the closet!” RyeoWook called back as he silently thanked his Coordi Noona for teaching him how to iron. His shirt was crisp and very polished.

It was just about to be New Years Eve. A time when everything in the past was let go, and new beginnings were wished for. Plans were made, new promises, and all manner of hopes and dreams began to take flight once more. Just about everyone in Super Junior had reasons to call this New Years a new beginning. There was still so much to do, so many more schedules to fill. It was almost never ending. And for others, they craved something to do. To be a part of all that their members were. 

This holiday season had been rough on everyone. HanGeng was no longer there, KangIn’s cheerful smile would once again be absent, KiBum was always busy now, and it would be the first New Years without HeeChul. They were all still friends, still considered each other like family, and after their long phone conversations Christmas Eve, thanks to Henry’s quick thinking, it hadn’t been so bad.

But that was then. This was a New Year, with new obstacles, to be faced, new problems and situations would arise, and each of them wondered if they’d be able to carry on as cheerful as they always had. So many cracks, dings and dents had been put in the machine that was called Super Junior, it was a wonder they could manage to function. With LeeTeuk going into the army soon enough, he constantly was in fear for his members, his brothers. While he knew, next in line was YeSung to be the oldest, and he had proven to be a responsible hyung during Super Junior KRY times, could he handle being in charge of so many still?

LeeTeuk often worried about Donghae. He had promised Donghae’s father that he would look after him, that he had nothing to worry about because everyone liked Donghae, and he needn’t be concerned for his well being. Would that be the same once he was in the army and Donghae was out of his sight? It had seemed, that Donghae was drawing ever closer to EunHyuk for support and comfort. Almost as if he knew the separation between he and LeeTeuk would take place soon, and he was attempting to sever the bond just a little so when Leeteuk was gone, he would be okay. EunHyuk for his part did whatever he could to keep Donghae by his side. Their duo had done well, and it made sure that EunHyuk could keep an eye on Donghae. 

They were all taking part in more shows, especially WGM, and it seemed as though it might be a last hurrah for them all. But they were Super Junior, and if anyone could bounce back, they could.

Although non of them said as much, each of them felt it. The concern of what would happen to them, to their careers, to their bond, as one by one the members left to do their duty to their country. Two years in the kpop fandom was an everlasting time to wait, but the members of Super Junior knew that ELF’s, true ELFs would wait for them, no matter how long it took.

“SungMin hyung, are you almost finished?” KyuHyun’s soft voice interrupted SungMin from his own private thoughts, and turning off the water in the sink, he nodded and with a half smile, let his “counter part” take his turn in the bathroom.

Twisting off the cap of the toothpaste, KyuHyun’s mind wandered as he brushed his teeth. The New Year. What would it bring? Well it had been announced that he would be on WGM along with Donghae and LeeTeuk. He had trolled forums online and found there were a number of Elf who didn’t like it, and others who couldn’t wait to see him on tv.
The difference of opinion within their fandom always caused him to smirk. He thought back to the first time he’d been inducted into the Super Junior ranks, and people went ballistic. Saying that he wasn’t needed and so on. And now, he was the most precious member to so many fans. It was funny how that worked out. He also thought back to the car accident, and a phantom pain moved through him. He knew it was just bad memories, but they would always be there. He’d never be rid of his recollection of it all.

“Alright everybody, let’s get ready to go, the cars will be here soon.” LeeTeuk called. KyuHyun came back to the present and after spitting, and rinsing his mouth, he wiped his mouth and hands on a hand towel and turned the bathroom lights off.

Each of them came into the space before the front door, wearing a suit, or dress slacks and a shirt. Some dressed in all black, some in black and crisp white. Henry pouted about not being allowed his “swag” and forlornly left his beloved baseball cap with his things. 

“Before we go,” LeeTeuk said quietly, “I want you to know how very proud I am of all of you. I know you’re going to roll your eyes and think ‘here we go again old man’ but it’s the truth. I am old and I constantly think about each of you. I know there’s a bit of uncertainty with most of you about my going into the military but it can’t be helped. You all will do very well, I have faith in each of you.” before he could get misty eyed, or drag it on to long, he nodded quickly and opened the door. 

“We love you too Hyung.” Henry piped up. LeeTeuk paused, but didn’t turn around. His tears trickled down his face, even while he wore a smile. SiWon and Donghae put hands on Henry’s shoulders to let him know he’d not done anything wrong. 

“He knows.” Donghae said quietly.

“He knows we’ll do well because he trained us well. We’ll do whatever we can to be the best we can for his sake. KangIn and KiBum will hopefully come back to us soon, so in his absence, we must be the hyungs and take care of them, like Teukie hyung took care of us.” Shindong said with a half hearted smile.

They all followed LeeTeuk outside and into the cars. The distance wasn’t so long that a great conversation could be had. But they all knew, except for Henry and Zhoumi where they were going. One of the tallest buildings in Seoul, overlooking the whole city.

The breeze was cold as it was January, and they all stood in the windows, only venturing outside when it was minutes to 12.

“I promise…” LeeTeuk started.

”..to work harder.” from SungMin

”..train longer.” Henry & ZhouMi both said and agreed with each other.

”..never give up.” Donghae said.

”..never lose hope.” EunHyuk chimed in.

”..never lose faith… in all of us.” SiWon said putting on hand on KyuHyun’s shoulder, the other on EunHyuk’s.

”..be protective of each other.” ShinDong broke the silence.

”..give my all.” YeSung said quietly.

”..always be who I am.” KyuHyun gained a bit of a chuckle from that one.

“Ya, you wouldn’t want to be anyone else. You love yourself to much.” Donghae accused. KyuHyun smirked his evil smirk, and was about to retaliate when the sounds of cheering below cut him off.

“Happy New Year my friends. Remember your promises, and keep them well.” LeeTeuk said holding his hand out. One by one they piled their hands on top of each other, and held onto each other tightly, as they always had, as they always would.

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And another one! Here I am! Who missed me? By the way, that video was a mis-post, it wasn’t supposed to come here, but people seemed to like it so much so I just left it. I hope you enjoyed.

- Telli  

EunHyuk / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by Anon

Who; EunHyuk of Super Junior

Plot; Your first anniversary

EunHyuk hit the elevator button in your building and tried to balance all the things in his arms. Food, flowers, cake. It was a who’s who of your memory lane. Today marked one year you had been together. It was amazing to think of, and even more amazing that you made it at all what with everything that had happened in the past year. The explosion of SuJu’s popularlity only increased over time. You had met him at the tail end of Bonamana era and had a hell of a time wrestling with yourself. 

You sometimes wished you had met him when he was still a trainee. It would have been easier then. When you vocalized that to him once he asked you why. You explained that it would have been easier for people to accept you as part of his life if you had been there since then. Fangirls were very protective of their “Oppars”. No matter what you did, you could have found the cure for cancer, it wouldn’t have mattered. You would always be looked down upon. You had to fight the stereotype of the “gold digger” girlfriend. So many people had thought for so long that you were only there for his fame. It wasn’t true and it sorely wore on your nerves. 

You had changed your phone number twice, you had moved once, you’d been verbally assaulted in the street, you’d had snowballs and rocks thrown at you by teeny bopper girls who couldn’t have been more than 15 years old. But you never retaliated. Never said a negative word and if it hadn’t been for your blabbermouth Unnie that one night, EunHyuk wouldn’t have known anything about it. You had had a long talk that night after people left. He was hurt that you lied to him and it took awhile to explain to him why you hadn’t told him the truth. 

After that incident there were more problems when it came to his members. Not that they didn’t like you, they did, but you went over the top to try to convince them that you were there because you loved EunHyuk, so much so that it made you look suspect even though you weren’t. Donghae was the only one on your side. He had made sure that people knew about the problems you had been facing. You had broken down and finally told them everything you had been facing between public thought and the fangirls being abusive and you didn’t want them to view you that way. They understood and all joined Donghae on your side after that. 

Going into the Mr. Simple promotions, you had giggled at his blonde hair but secretly thought it looked sexy on him. The explosion over the internet of their promotional pictures had you dying with laughter. It had taken a long time but you were secure now in your relationship with EunHyuk. You had nothing to fear from fangirls, or idols. 

The elevator opened and EunHyuk stepped inside. He smiled as the scent from the flowers came wafting up to his nose. They were your favorites. You had been walking together at night, down a street that was packed with people but most shops were closed. You had pointed to a floral arrangement in a window at the strange looking flowers they had. Then you spotted the sunflowers. They always made you smile. When he saw the look on your face, it sort of clicked in his head. You had a few things with Sunflowers on them. An old time tea set that you had on the shelf in your kitchen, hand towels, some picture frames, the rug in your bathroom, the cup for your toothbrush, the soap dish, the hand soap container, the tissue box cover.. okay you had a LOT of things with sunflowers on them. 

Then there was the food. American style chinese food. Your favorite. It was the first place you ever went to on a date. He had wanted to take you to a Western style restaurant, but it had been closed without him knowing, and the only other place you could have gone was the Golden Dragon. A well known Chinese food restaurant. But he didn’t know that you liked Chinese food until you walked over to it. He had tried to be slick and say “okay we’re here” and was amazed when your eyes lit up.

“How did you know?!” you had asked with a squeal. He looked clueless.

“American style Chinese food is my favorite food ever! I swear you’re spying on me.” you had said playfully swatting his arm as he held the door open for you. Luckily they weren’t anywhere close to being done for the night so you were able to have a pleasant first date. 

And the cake. It was a small tiramisu cake. You had made one for him on your 100 days anniversary. He’d never had it before, and you had found the recipe from foodnetwork.com and thought it would be a good one to try. It came out good and he requested one every time you had the chance to bake. It was your favorite sweet thing between you two. You’d feed each other and be totally cute and disgusting. 

You were sitting in the kitchen finishing up the meat for dinner. The rice was done and being kept warm and you had all the plates set up. You knew EunHyuk would be here any minute. You went into your room to finish your outfit after the food was put on the platters. You reached for your perfume bottle and smiled as your fingers touched the gold filigree of the decorative top. It had been his last present to you when he came back from promoting Mr. Simple and before A-Cha. The glass bottle was pink glass, in a delicate egg oval shape, the top of the bottle resembled a swan head and graceful neck in gold. It was beautiful. He wouldn’t tell you where he had gotten it, just that it was one of a kind, like you. You sprayed the perfume on, the sweet scent of Japanese cherry blossoms filling the air. You slid your couple ring on your finger, when your front door bell rang. 

You dimmed the lights and opening the door, your eyes met his and a mutual smile spread between you. 

“You look beautiful.” were the first words out of his mouth. You blushed which made his smile increase. 

“Come in.” you said remembering your manners. 

“Oh here, these are for you.” your eyes lit up and you had to keep yourself from squealing. 

“They’re beautiful! My-“

“Favorite. I was counting on it.” he finished for you. “I also brought food for us, which I guess we’ll eat tomorrow since I smell that you cooked, but I also brought dessert.” he said triumphantly. 

“Oh?” He held out the box and you laughed. “Our favorite!” 

“Do you remember the first time you made it for me?” he asked. You nodded and after putting the flowers in water and settling on the side table by the window as the best place to put them, sat down with him to eat. 

“You made so many delicious looking things I don’t know where to start.” you blushed under his compliments.

“Well I know that you don’t like Chinese food as much as I do which is why I decided to cook.” you explained.

He nodded and during the meal you questioned each other back and forth about the past year you had had. How it started off on shaky legs and now you were solid like a rock. You both gave little confessions about how you felt when you both first started dating. It was a pleasant meal on the whole. When you cut the tiramisu into slices and handed him a fork, he shook his head. He had a plan.

“You eat the first piece.” he insisted. So you did. Although it was a little awkward with him staring at you watching you eat. When you finished you looked at him.

“Don’t you want to taste it Oppa?” you asked. He felt a slight quiver inside and nodded. He stood up and bringing you close to him, he leaned down and kissed you.

Your eyes flew wide with shock. His lips and tongue savoring the taste of the chocolate and mousse mixed with the taste of you. You were just as sweet as he thought you would be. It was your first kiss of this type together. You had kissed before, but it was always closed lips and quick. This was different. He drank your taste in with an urgency and insistence that made your knees weak. You clung to his arms in utter helplessness. You offered no resistance, only complete submission. It took all his willpower to pull away from the intoxicating taste of your mouth. 

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” he said breathy against your face. You didn’t dare open your eyes, for fear of it all being a dream. All you could do was nod. “Look at me.” he insisted. You finally opened your eyes. 

“I..” was all you could think of to say. You were at a loss for words. 

“Kiss me.” was all he said. You didn’t know if you could do it like he did. You bit your lip and hesitated. “Don’t be afraid.” he whispered. 

You plucked up the nerve and gently touched your lips to his. The soft moan that left his lips spurred you on. You started to fill your mind with some of his sexiest moments. Remembered some of the dreams that you had had of you together and your body just took over. You couldn’t believe how your body reacted, or how his reacted. Every movement was complimented and then compounded by the next. 

You didn’t know how long you two stood there in the kitchen, only that it was the highlight of your relationship. 

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Phew, one more!! 

I hope you enjoyed this one. If you did, feedback is always appreciated and requests are always open, just allow time for me to catch up with the back up from the holidays. I appreciate your patience in advance. 

That you for reading!

-Telli

Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by theredhouse

Who; Super Junior

Plot; “A Christmas Request” 

The feeling was warm and festive in the Super Junior dorms. All the members gathered around the living room and were all laughing and talking. It would be the first Christmas with ZhouMi and Henry staying at the dorm. 

“Hyungs!” Henry said in a sudden fit of inspiration. “We should all sleep out here. Together.” There was a general snort but Henry’s enthusiasm would not be denied.

“I’ve already spent enough time on the floor.” KyuHyun laughed. Everyone smiled while they remembered when KyuHyun was added to the group. It wasn’t until “U” promotions. They went through the entire first album without him, and all of them could agree that he was a perfect addition. 

“I remember that. And the fans wanted to buy you a bed, like we were going to make you sleep on the floor the whole time.” said Donghae sipping his drink. YeSung had to laugh. 

“That was right before we did Full House remember?” EunHyuk grinned.

ZhouMi and Henry who were new to this had heard of the show but didn’t know what actually had happened. 

“Full… house?” ZhouMi asked in his halted hangul. 

“It was a show we were on.” RyeoWook explained in Mandarin to make it easier to understand. “We had two foreign students, Anya Noona who was from Russia, and Eva who was from Japan, well from the states but she moved to Japan when she was a teenager. They were wanting to do a homestay, and since we were still rookies, they decided it would be kind of interesting to have them be around us. Donghae Hyung was studying english a lot then. He introduced himself as Aiden Lee!” RyeoWook laughed, so did ZhouMi. 

“Eye den?” he attempted. 

“Close enough. I think my english has improved a lot since then. Don’t you think?” he asked his members. EunHyuk nodded. 

“I think we all have.” SiWon mentioned. 

“Yah, you Mr. Bodyguard to Anya and Eva.” LeeTeuk said coming back in from the kitchen with another bowl of jjigae. SiWon snickered and started to blush. It was true too. He had offered himself as bodyguard to them both. 

“Although you ended up having to save HeeChul Hyung from Anya.” Shindong mentioned while alternating between his jjigae and rice. A general outburst of laughter broke out. Henry looked at Donghae for an explanation. 

“HeeChul hyung made the mistake of saying that Anya’s curly hair looked like a poodle.” Henry blinked.

“A poodle?? That’s so mean. Sounds like him though.” This admission by Henry, who had known them all since their 2nd album cracked Donghae up. His infectious laugh went around the room like a wildfire. Soon everyone was chuckling or laughing.

They spent the rest of the night telling stories back and forth about all the Christmas’ they had spent together as a group. A smile was on every face. Until Henry’s face fell.

“Whats wrong Henry-ya.” SiWon asked. 

“I miss Hangeng hyung.” he said sadly. Everyone was silent for a moment until Donghae started to laugh. Everyone looked at him.

“What’s so funny?” LeeTeuk asked.

“Remember the prank HeeChul hyung pulled on Hangeng hyung? That he and KiBum-ah were in a fight. All the noise we made in the room. And then, how he made up another prank on EunHyuk with Hangeng.” Donghae dissolved into fits of laughter at the look of shock and anxiety on EunHyuk’s face when he thought Hangeng was angry at him. “Do you remember? ‘Oh if he’s angry then i should just go.’ as if that would have saved you from his wrath if he had any.” Donghae managed.

Henry smiled.

“Hangeng Hyung took really good care of me when we went to China the first time. I was so nervous! I didn’t know how people would treat me, but he knew my fear. He always told me he knew how I felt because of how he felt when he first came to Korea.” ZhouMi nodded.

“He did. Even though I’m from China, it was always comfortable being with Hangeng. He wanted so much to be a great leader and take such good care of us. He did well in your absence Hyung.” ZhouMi said to LeeTeuk. LeeTeuk nodded and smiled.

“Hey remember the video we did way back for “You are the one” at the ski resort?” EunHyuk asked. “I’m just glad they didn’t film how many times we all fell.” he smirked. 

They eventually gave in to Henry’s idea and bringing their blankets and pillows from their beds into the living room they were all laying down in the semi dark when EunHyuk noticed something.

“Hey, where’s manager hyung?” he asked. They looked around and YeSung reported that he had seen him walk out earlier when they were making the jjigae. 

No sooner had they all accepted this information than the front door jiggled and opened.

“Hyung! You’re just in time.” LeeTeuk called. 

“Am I? I had to go and get my Christmas present to all of you.” he said with a smile. “Is there jjigae left? It’s cold out there.” he said coming in and going into the kitchen. They noticed he left the front door open. 

“Hyung, were you raised in a barn?” YeSung asked causing a general snicker. YeSung got up and was about to close the door when he gasped and put a hand over his mouth. 

“Yah, what’s wrong?” Shindong asked. YeSung looked back at them all, his eyes looking like he was about to cry. He turned the light on and caused everyone to blink. 

He backed away and in the door came YunHo, ChangMin, YooChun, Junsu and JaeJoong. 

“Merry Christmas!” they all said in unison. EunHyuk smiled wide and jumped on Junsu spinning him around. He was so happy to see his best friend. 

“Yah why didn’t you tell me you were coming??” he asked whacking his shoulder. 

“We couldn’t have. We aren’t the surprise. He is.” he nodded toward the door. Just then walked in KiBum. 

“KiBum!… uhh Hyung!” Henry said with a squeal and running, jumped into his friends arms. Just then ZhouMi’s phone rang. He opened it and answered in Mandarin.

“Hello?”

“ZhouMi, Merry Christmas.” it was Hangeng. ZhouMi shouted and held up his hand, and then put his phone on speaker. “What did you say?” 

“I said Merry Christmas.” Hangeng’s voice caused everyone to stop.

“HYUNG!” Henry yelled. 

“Henry-ya! Are you and ZhouMi together?” he asked. 

“We’re all here! Even KiBum hyung and everbody!” 

“Merry Christmas everybody.” 

Donghae left the room and grabbed his phone. He dialed and held out his hand to everyone to be quiet. Then he put his phone on speaker.

“Yabusayo?” it was KangIn.

“Merry Christmas Hyung! Say hi to everyone.” Donghae grinned. 

“Yah Merry Christmas everyone, I thought maybe you had forgotten me.” he said sounding a bit choked up. 

“We could never forget you KangIn Hyung.” Henry said.

“Henry-ya! Who else is there.” 

Then KyuHyun disappeared and came back holding HIS phone. He grinned and put his phone on speaker.

“Yabusayo?” it was HeeChul.

“HeeChul Hyung! Now that we’re all together, this is going to be the best Christmas ever!” Henry said pulling KiBum over to where all the blankets were.

The phone bills were going to be hell to pay, but it was well worth it. 

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Merry Christmas everybody!

EunHyuk / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by Anon

Who; EunHyuk of Super Junior

Plot; When he tells you for the first time he loves you

This was NOT the reality you wanted. For the past couple of months, every time you and your boyfriend EunHyuk got around each other, all you did was bicker back and forth. It was becoming a real problem. You couldn’t have dinner together without it blowing up into some big argument, you couldn’t just sit and have a conversation about anything before he started pointing an accusing finger, you’d get defensive, then he’d laugh and insult you, reduce you to tears, and you’d storm off. You’d cool down in a couple of hours but he always text messaged you first to apologize, and you took his apology. You loved him after all. But lately the fights had been getting worse. He had gotten this idea in his head that you were interested in a classmate because he was a well known ulzzang on the forums. 

You really couldn’t have cared less. You weren’t into guys who took longer than you did to get ready to go anywhere. And you did mean anywhere. He’d been late to class twice because he had to let his nail polish dry. You had nearly suffocated yourself trying to keep from laughing at the very idea of that. You had hoped that today would be different. You had a feeling when you woke up that something was going to happen today. You didn’t know what, but you always got this weird feeling when something big was going to happen. It could be something at school, or maybe it was the turning point in your relationship. It could either get fixed from here, or you could just walk away from it all. Anything could happen. 

So with that in mind, you sat with as much of a serene attitude as you could have on the hood of your car, waiting for EunHyuk to return to the dorms. He was finishing up schedules for his performance of “Oppa Oppa” with Donghae. The song was catchy and you liked it. But he had scoffed at you when you attempted to pronounce the english city names. That had been another fight you could have just dropped everything and walked away for. Your brow wrinkled at the very thought, and you tried to keep thinking peaceful thoughts. 

You thought of the first time you met EunHyuk. He had been so charming, so sweet, and so trusting of you. You weren’t sure how it happened… no that was a lie. You knew just when it happened. You showed up to the dorms in a pair of skinny jeans that you’d been saving forever while you battled your last stubborn 10lbs that just would not come off. Finally you had beaten the scale. You felt better, people kept telling you that you looked better, including the ulzzang in your class. That was when it started. He had sent you a shout out on his blog and posted a crappy camera phone pic he’d made you take with him. EunHyuk had seen it and gone ballistic. That was when it all started. 

You took a long depressing sigh just as the van pulled out and Donghae jumped out, determined to make it upstairs to the bathroom before EunHyuk. They both raced right by you, with not a word. You sat there for a minute with an expression on your face that you would have killed later to see. After 20 minutes, EunHyuk casually came down stairs eating a cookie and looking nonchalant.

“I didn’t know you were planning on coming.” he said absently as he appeared more eager to eat the cookie in his hand than talk to you.

“I didn’t either, but we haven’t seen each other in a few days so I thought I’d take the first step and come see you…” before you could finish your sentence EunHyuk got an angry look and snapped at you.

“That’s not my fault, you know I’m busy or else I would have come and seen you.” He folded his arms and looked away from you.

“That’s not what I meant!” you protested getting off the roof of the car. You attempted to touch his arm but he pulled away from you.

“I bet it isn’t. I don’t need any guilt trips.” he said over his shoulder. That was the final straw. Tears flooding your eyes you couldn’t stop yourself and just let him have it.

“Well you know what, I don’t need your BULLSHIT!” your use of foul language caused him to turn around, but you were in his face with your index finger pointed threateningly before he could open his mouth. “I don’t know what your problem is. I don’t know why you think on Gods green earth I’d like that greaseball creep in my class over you, but damned if I’m going to continue to fight with you over it. If I had wanted a chance with him, I would have broken up with you and gone after him, but I didn’t did I? I stayed with you because I wanted to be with YOU.”

“Wanted?” he managed, his mouth feeling dry.

“Yes, wanted, as in past tense. I can’t do this with you anymore Oppa. You’re mean, and rude, and nasty to me for no reason what so ever. You get defensive and snippy no matter what I say, and then turn around and say the most foul thing you can possibly think of to make me cry and it works every time. I don’t know what I’ve done for you to hate me so much, but I’m sorry for it. It’s obvious to me that you don’t really want our relationship to continue, and if you do you have a real funny way of showing it. So consider this the end of it. I’ll walk away and give you something else to hold over my head and bitch about, how’s that?” He looked dumbfounded at you. You were usually very quiet and submissive to his treatments but this anger you finally let burst shocked him.

You waited for him to say something, but got nothing but silence, and the approaching sound of either an ambulance or a police car wailing in the distance. When he didn’t say anything, didn’t even turn around you threw up your hands in frustration, and taking our your keys got in your car and turned it on. Pulling your seat belt on, you put the key in the ignition and revv’d the engine. He turned around to see you back out of the small alley way and head down the street to the stop sign at the end of the block.

He watched your red tail lights fade into the dark and was about to head back upstairs when the sound of screeching breaks made his heart stand still. The wail of what turned out to be a police car filled his ears, and the sparks that flew from metal grinding against metal was accompanied by the blue and red flashing lights that filled the neighborhood.

The next thing he knew YeSung was shaking him out of his stupor and he saw your car, horribly wrecked and pushed against a chain link fence that belonged to the house on the corner.  The hazzard lights flashing, and the drivers side door bent inwards. The police pulled a drunken man who cursed from the moment they pulled him out of his broken up car, till they stuffed him handcuffed into the back of a police cruiser. Then they turned the attention to you and your car. Inside, you were unconscious. A large gash on your forehead dripped blood all down your face like a waterfall. Your airbag hug lifeless and deflated from the middle of the steering wheel. Your seat belt the only thing holding you up. 

You vaguely heard voices calling to you, asking you if you were okay, but they were so very far away. At least that’s how they sounded. You struggled to stay awake. You couldn’t open your eyes but you could see the dark fade into a light and hear beeping. You moved as if floating on something. You were laying down you knew that much. Voices dwindled in number until it was just one or two telling someone to expect a trauma patient. A car accident victim. Was that what had happened to you? You weren’t sure. 

What felt like hours later, after all the poking and proding of fingers and needles, the stinging of antibiotics and the flash of the x rays, you were in a dimly lit room and everything was calm and quiet. You still couldn’t make yourself open your eyes but it was okay. You really didn’t want to. Now that the pain in your back and legs was gone, you didn’t want to do anything but sleep. Your hearing, sharpened because of the absence of your eyesight, detected a sound of a curtain moving. Footsteps, hesitant almost. The sound of weight being eased into a chair. Then your sense of touch took over. You felt two long fingered hands pick up your right hand which was covered in some kind of material.

“I’m so sorry Jagiya.” the voice started. It was EunHyuk. “I didn’t know our relationship was like this. I didn’t know the state we were in. I just… I saw that picture of you and him and I thought. I don’t know what I thought. That he was better for you than me. That he was always around you, which made him better than me. I felt like I had lost you. I wanted to punish you for my own insecurities. I… somehow had worked it out in my head that if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have felt that way. I blamed you for everything, and you kept coming back. My jealousy, my ego, my own… bull headedness. We could have really broken up tonight and I might have lost you for good. I don’t even know if you can hear me. I don’t even know why I’m telling you all this now while you’re asleep. Maybe as a test run to see if I’ll be able to say it all again. I don’t know. All I do know is the sight of your lifeless body, when they pulled it out of your car caused my heart to completely stop. 

I thought you were dead. That I had lost you entirely. I don’t know what I would have done if the police hadn’t already been chasing that guy. You mean the world to me and I want you to know.. I.. I love you ___ _______. Love you more than anything, and I promise I will make this up to you if you give me a chance. Hopefully you wake up soon so I don’t lose my nerve.” he finished more to himself than you.

“I.. love you too.. Lee HyukJae.” you barely whispered. You felt his whole body jump when you spoke. Then you felt his lips all over your face. 

“You’re okay!! Oh my baby.. my love… jagiya… I thought I’d lost you.” you felt drops of something wet hit your face and you realized he was crying. 

“Don’t cry Oppa. I’m okay. I, I can’t see but.. I’m okay.” 

“Your eyes are bandaged. You had a really bad gash above your eyes, they didn’t want blood getting into them.” he explained. He laid an arm above your head, and the other around your collarbone and laid his face next to yours.

“I’m glad we worked this out Oppa.” you told him moving your head to press your lips against his face. “I really didn’t want to leave you, but I thought you hated me.”

“I don’t hate you, I didn’t hate you then either. I was just… insecure about you being around guys. I’m so sorry.” 

Your parents came not to long after that, both asking at the same time if you were okay, if you were badly hurt, and the usual parental schpiel. EunHyuk moved out of their way but you caught him by the arm and held him close to you on the other side. He’d put you through hell for the past few months, you weren’t about to let him leave you alone with your parents.

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So in about 15 minutes (for we East Coast folks) it’s the day of Christmas Eve. I personally am not a big Christmas or Holiday person. I’m a bit of a scrooge I’m afraid. But here’s another scenario. I’ll be working on them summore most of the night. While I listen to the ghetto fights out in front of my house, Good times!

I hope you enjoyed this one. Feedback is always appreciated, requests are always open just read the FaQ page first, PLEASE!!!

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EunHyuk / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by Anon

Who; EunHyuk of Super Junior

Plot; A first date or first kiss..

How about both? Because I’m nice. ^^

You stretched out on the couch watching tv in some sweats and a tee shirt, no socks so you could wiggle your toes. An odd habit of yours. When your phone rang. 

“Yabusayo?” you answered shoving another chip in your mouth.

”_______ah.. are you sitting down?” it was your Unnie. You looked down at yourself, and wiggled your toes.

“Something like that.” you smirked, “Why what’s going on?” You reached for another chip.

“You remember how when we went with _______ Oppa to that one resturant, he introduced us to members of Super Junior?” 

How could you forget? It had been a perfect night. You’d gotten pictures and autographs and HUGS!! How many fangirls at their fan meetings could say that!? You had been the envy of your classmates when the pictures were tweeted by you and your Unnie. 

“Yep. I STILL have the picture of me and EunHyuk as my phone’s wallpaper.” you giggled. 

“Well you may want to change it.” she advised.

“Why? It’s an awesome picture, even if I don’t look like an idol. It could happen.” 

“That’s what I’m trying to tell you. It IS going to happen.” 

“What is?”

“You and EunHyuk.” she insisted.

“Hey I can always dream right, and I’m glad you’re being so supportive of my obsession.” you snickered.

“Aish, you Babo ya you’re not listening. You are GOING to be with EunHyuk. Oppa just texted me and asked me for your phone number because EunHyuk wants it!” 

You choked on a chip with dip and nearly died. For two minutes, to the point you had to put the phone down, you coughed and couldn’t believe it. EunHyuk wanted YOUR number. YOU. What if he has it? What if he called! What would you SAY!? You very nearly started syking yourself out when you heard yelling from your phone which was sitting on the couch still.

“YAH!! _______ AH… ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?!” 

“Yes Unnie I’m fine. Chip just went down the wrong pipe. Why does he want my number?” you fought your strong desire to fangirl wildly around the house.

“I’m assuming it’s because he wants to talk to you, I could be wrong.” you could almost see her circle lens’d eyes roll around her face in exasperation. 

“Well that clears everything up thanks. Oh hey I have another call. I’ll call you back.” You picked up the other line as your Unnie went into a tirade about being hung up on and how you weren’t off the hook yet, and something about ninja karate chops but you weren’t sure. “Yabusayo?” you said reaching for the chip bag.

“Ahn young, is this _______?” the voice asked. You dropped the chip bag and your phone was near following. Then you snapped out of it, and turned the charm on.

“That’s me!” you said proudly. You could almost hear the smile on the other end of the phone.

“Hey, this is EunHyuk, I met you the other night with _______ Hyung.” 

“I remember, as a matter of fact, I was just tipped off that you asked for my number. I’m pleasantly surprised.” 

“Oh.” was all he said. You could tell that your lack of your mild mannered forest creature persona was a bit of a shock. 

“So I saw you and your members on tv last night. You did excellent, as usual. No surprise there. I meant to ask when I first met you how the concert in the states was. I heard it was a success and saw a lot of review about it online, but wanted to know how you liked it.” 

“Oh the concert with all of SM Town was awesome. We had a lot of fun…” you listened to him talk about various points in the concert that were his favorite, the different languages and everything, laughing at the funny parts and lightly poking fun at him to tease. 

“So all in all it sounds like I’m going to have to go back if I ever get the chance.” you mentioned.

“You’re from the states?” 

“Not from, I lived there for about 8 years when I was younger. I came back here for highschool and college.” 

“Ah, explains your outgoing personality.” he mentioned. You had to laugh. All your friends that you had made since you came back all attributed your being so forward and outgoing to living in the states. It was just funny.

“Sure, if you like.” 

“So I was wondering..” he started, as if not knowing how to proceed. 

“Yes, Oppa.” you said simply.

“Um.. well..” 

“I said.. yes Oppa.” 

“Yes what?”

“Yes I’ll come meet you, if that’s what you’re asking, if you don’t want to say “date” we won’t. But yes.” you smiled. You heard him exhale on the other end of the phone. “Maybe it’s a good thing I’m so ‘outgoing’ huh?” he laughed.

“Okay so how about we meet…” 

That was last week, now here you sat, on a park bench, at night, waiting for him to show. You had a feeling the first meeting wouldn’t be anything fancy. No dinner or traditional date. He was an idol. His friends outside of that world had to expect 3am phone calls, and dates were usually after schedules at ridiculous hours. This was no exception. Off in the distance you saw a van pull up in the parking lot and saw a blonde head poke out of the van and wave. He got out, said something inside the van and bounded towards you.

“Yah, careful and don’t slip on the ice!!” you called getting up. He slowed down his pace to a jog. You bowed when he got close and put on your formal greeting.

“Ahn young hae say yo Oppa. It’s nice to see you again.” He bowed his head in turn, and you grinned before opening your arms to hug him. “It’s a bit chilly for a meet up out here don’tcha think? Not to mention a tad bit… umm… dark.” 

“Yeah, sorry about this. Being an idol doesn’t allow you a lot of personal freedoms of the every day kind.” he said scratching the back of his head.

“Well, are we going to stand here or walk? I thought we could maybe walk to the swings and back since you said you couldn’t be here very long. I’m sure your um agent hyung in there wouldn’t mind a quick catnap either.” you grinned. 

“I told him that too. He said it’s to cold to cat nap but looked drowsy while I was getting out.” 

You two set out for the swings, it was about a half hour walk there and back. An hour was all you needed. This time. You walked with your hands, covered in blue and white mittens, in the pockets of your L.L. Bean jacket your Aunt and Uncle sent you from America. It was purple and your most very favorite coat. It was made in the state of Maine where things got really cold. 

“So, why did you move to America?” he asked after about two or three minutes of silence.

“My parents got divorced. I moved with my Umma to the states so we could stay with my Ee-Mo until we figured out what to do. Appa had been the bread winner so to speak. But when we moved to the states, Umma realized she had to start working or else we’d be in trouble. So she got a little job working at a bakery. When we came back to South Korea after my Appa passed away of a heart attack, she opened her own bakery in downtown Seoul.” 

“Wow. You’ve had an.. interesting life.” he said walking along side you.

“You could say that. It’s definitely not your normal growing up in one house hold type of life. But it’s made me who I am and for all intents and purposes, I like me.” you smiled.

“Well that makes two of us.” he grinned. 

“Thank you. I like you too. I was really happy to meet you that night, and was even happier when my Unnie told me that you had asked _______ Oppa for my number.” 

“Oh so that’s who gave it away huh?” 

“Well no, Oppa asked _______ Unnie, the girl who was with me that night, in the purple hoodie, for it because he didn’t have it saved yet. I’ve only met him a few times, he’s more friends with _______ Unnie than me. I’m not into the big going out and party scene since I don’t drink.” he glanced at you.

“Don’t drink huh? Not even beers?” you shook your head making a rueful face.

“I don’t like the smell of beer, or the smell of someone who’s drunk. That breath they get. Ugh, nastiness on a stick. Besides, no one in my family is a “happy” drunk. They’re either criers, or belligerent. So I never saw the draw of drinking. Plus most anything I’ve tasted, tastes disgusting.”

“So you have tried it.” you nodded.

“Yes. Wish I hadn’t. I’ll never get the taste out of my memory bank. Ick.” you shuddered at the thought of some of the disgusting and cough inducing things your friends liked to drink. “I’ll stick with soda as my poison.”

“That’s commendable. Well, we made it to the swings.” he said almost disappointed.

“Yep, now time to about face and forward march.” he laughed.

“You have a very interesting way of speaking. I like it.” he grinned. You smiled.

“I’m not your typical native Korean I guess. My american friends really rubbed off on me. My sense of humor is a bit vulgar too I have to warn you.” he raised his eyebrows with interest as this new piece of information. 

You chatted about various other topics, you always managing some witty remark or tongue in cheek response to his question which always made him laugh. Just before you hit the bench mark that you had been sitting at you stopped him.

“So, do I pass the test Oppa? Do you think you can stand to be around me to get to know me better?” you asked. He smiled, now getting used to your forward ways.

“I would say that you passed with flying colours. You have a great sense of humor, your wit is hysterical, and I really do want to know you better. So now that I have your number, would it be okay for me to text you from time to time?” he tilted his head looking at you.

“Alright? I’d be hurt if you didn’t.” you clasped your hands together in horror. “Do I get a hug goodbye?” you asked looking slyly at him. He blushed a little and smiled looking at bit embarrassed. “Cmoooooon, you know you wanna.” you urged. He out and out laughed and finally gave in. He opened his arms and wrapped them around you lightly. You meanwhile wrapped your arms around his waist and squeezed tightly.

“That was a shock.” he said referring to your hug, you felt bold, and decided to try out your new motto, ‘All you need is 20 seconds of insane courage, and I promise you, something incredible will come from it.’ You decided to take a chance, and even if it ruined your chances at least you could write it off your bucket list.

“I’ll give you shock.” you purred softly in his ear, and when he turned his head towards you, trying to figure out what you meant by that, you laid your lips on his. Softly. Tenderly. There was no insane passion. It was warm and friendly. You had expected him to pull away and cast you down in a pit where SiWon, the mighty Shisus, as people in the states called him, would appear and rain fire and brimstone on you. You really were to much of a fangirl. But he didn’t. He simply clung to the fabric of your jacket, as if trying not to lose his balance. 

“That certainly was a shock.” he breathed once you pulled away. He looked around to make sure no one had seen either of you. He leaned in close to you, stopping when his forehead rested on yours, “And I look forward to more shocks like that in the future.” 

His dark eyes made you swoon although you’d never admit it to him. The rest of the night was a blur and you didn’t even remember coming home. But you woke up to your alarm thinking the whole night had been a dream. Until you opened your phone to shut your alarm off and found a text message from EunHyuk.

‘Thanks for the great time last night. Walking in the snow has never been so much fun to me before. I look forward to seeing you again. Oh and just so you know, you have some very soft and pretty lips. xoxoxo’ 

You really couldn’t help yourself now and fangirled all over your bed, shrieking and laughing and flailing like a lunatic. 

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How about that? Does that work? I hope you enjoyed reading, feedback is always appreciated, requests are always open, just read the faq page first. Thanks for reading, and I hope your monday is going okay! 

EunHyuk / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by Anon

Who; EunHyuk from Super Junior

Plot; When he makes a big mistake and tries to win your heart back…

“I hope you like it… I spent a lot of time picking it out.” he whispered in your ear, his hands on your shoulders as you undid the ribbon on the box. 

It wasn’t often that he found time to buy you gifts, so everything that he did get you was very important. You had a special jewelry box just for the pieces he’d given you, you never took your couple ring off, and the dresses he’d gotten you, you only wore for him. You couldn’t imagine what was in the box. 

Opening it you saw a large lump of tissue paper, in pink, your favorite colour, and after unwrapping it.. a frog. A frog? You picked it up, it was made of green crystal, sitting on a darker green crystal lily pad with a flower made of blown glass. It was beautiful. But you couldn’t make the connection. Normally when he got you things like this, it was part of an inside joke between the two of you. But this one didn’t make any sense.

“It’s beautiful Oppa.” you said smiling, and you weren’t lying, it was pretty. You just couldn’t remember the connection. Had it been something you said in a previous conversation? Had he mentioned it before? You started to feel bad because you couldn’t remember.

“Well I know you love frogs, after we chased them in the rain that one night.” he smiled. Now you really didn’t know what he was talking about. You’d never chased anything in the rain. You hated getting wet.

Wait..

“Oppa you JERK!” you said loudly getting up and pushing him away. He looked at you blankly and a little afraid at your outburst. 

“What?! What did I do??” you looked angry. Really angry and he couldn’t figure out why. You put the frog back in the tissue paper and let it hit the bottom of the box, leaving it on his bed. You picked up your purse and started to walk out. When he touched your arm, to keep you from leaving you spun around in his face and glared.

“You got me mixed up with your ex girlfriend. You and SHE chased frogs in the parking lot. I hate the rain remember? Or maybe you don’t.” you yanked your hand away and let the dorm front door slam while walking out. 

EunHyuk sunk to his bed with a look of disbelief on his face. How could he have gotten you two mixed up? Why had his mind gone back to that memory? Of course you hated getting wet. Hadn’t you told him of the nights you had to sit in the front door space of your house growing up because your mother would go off of her meds and be so paranoid she wouldn’t let you in the house until real late when your Appa came home? You’d sit in the rain for hours at a time, while she yelled from the inside that you were a spy sent to take her brains from her.

“Aish how could I have been so STUPID.” he yelled at himself. He sat with his head in his hands, pushing back his hair staring at the wood grain of the floor, mentally beating himself up. He never noticed the shadow Donghae cast coming into the room, or the pressure on the bed when he sat down.

“EunHyuk hyung… what happened?” he asked softly in concern. 

“I’m an idiot, that’s what happened!” he said harshly. Donghae frowned. He’d known EunHyuk for over 10 years, and knew that whenever he spoke like this, he was truly angry.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked. EunHyuk shook his head no, not wanting to relive his ultimate form of embarrassment. It was too soon. “Alright, but know I’m here if you need to vent, or ideas on how to fix it.” he said getting up.

“Fix it?” EunHyuk repeated looking up from the floor.

“Yeah, fix it, smooth it over, apologize, umm….” Donghae looked up trying to think of more words to convey his meaning.

“I know what you meant, don’t be a smartass!” he said looking angry but couldn’t help a smirk that was creeping into his face.

“Me? Never. But you do plan on trying to fix things with her don’t you? You can’t just leave it like it is. You shouldn’t even be sitting here. The longer you wait to apologize the harder it’s going to be for her to forgive you. Girls tend to think you don’t care if you wait to long.” Donghae said matter of factly.

“Yah, how would you know that?” EunHyuk asked. Donghae smiled and started to walk out of the room.

“You’re not the only one who has a girlfriend you know.” 

“So what do I do??” EunHyuk called. Donghae’s impish face appeared back in the doorway and running he took a leap at his friend and crashed into him on the bed.

“Okay, now tell me what it IS you did, and we’ll figure a way to fix it.” Donghae insisted. EunHyuk instantly looked miserable again, but spilled his story.

You meanwhile had stormed out of the dorm, gotten into your car and were half way to your house when you got a text message from a friend asking what you were up to.

‘Nothing, about to head home, why what’s up?’

‘Well me and _______ Unnie are going out to Club Beat, do you want to come for some drinks?’

You thought about it for a minute, and knew that EunHyuk didn’t like you to drink since he didn’t. He also didn’t like you going to clubs alone without him, because guys tried to take advantage when they could. Or at least that’s what he said. He probably just was jealous that you could get any guys number you wanted. Yeah that was probably it. Normally you would have said no, and encourage them to have fun safely. But this wasn’t normally. You were angry at him and couldn’t care less what he thought at this point in time.

‘Sure, let me get home, shower, change and I’ll meet you there.’

‘Really?? Alright I’ll tell her you’re coming, she hasn’t seen you in a minute. See you soon.’

You weren’t usually a vengeful person but this was just to much. He had confused you with one of the few people in the world you could say you hated and mean it. She had just taken EunHyuk for a ride, and he spent all this money on her, and in the end, what did she do? Deserted him when he needed her most. She was never supportive like you were. You were in the audience at every performance of Inkigayo and Music Bank that you could get there in time for after work. You sent him text messages during the day of encouragement, you made him and his members food, even if it meant you went without until you got home. You did those things because you loved him and were convinced he appreciated them. 

How could he confuse you with her? Everytime you thought about it you got angry. You got home and went into the house and started to plan out your outfit. You were going to wear the new purple dress he bought you. The jewel coloured one that you were going to wait until you guys had time for a date to wear.

Now what was the point? You headed for the shower and quickly washed your hair, soaped, shaved, and got out. You lotion’d up your skin and after choosing a black lace bra and matching panties, you slid the dress on. You looked in the mirror as you did the straps up, and looking at your reflection you could almost picture in your mind what EunHyuk’s face would look like seeing you in the dress. He had chose it for you because it offset your pretty skin, and made your eyes shine. You shook your head and tried to wipe the image of him from your mind. The way he would have eyed you up and down. The way he would have bitten his bottom lip in appreciation at how good you looked. He would have smiled because you were his and he could show you off like the eye candy he always called you.

You grabbed the remote for the tv in your room and turned it on, YaShiManMan was on. It was an old episode with Kim Jong Kook. You had met him once before he went into the military. The show was half over already. You half paid attention while they went on and on through different stories. You sat down at your vanity and put on your make up, waiting for your hair straightener to heat up. 

By the time you were almost done with your hair, you heard the ending of the show. 

“JongKook-ssi, please leave us with words of wisdom.” Kang HoDong had asked.

“You know how when you shoot a gun, you close one eye so you can see things more clearly? Relationships should be like this. You should close your eye to their bad side so you can focus more on their good side. At least this is what I think.” everyone clapped and the show ended. 

You stood there with your straightener in your hand, tears threatening to ruin the eyeliner you had carefully winged out at the corner of your eye. You almost thought about calling to cancel, but then you heard the song of Mr. Simple playing on the tv behind you and your anger returned. You weren’t appeased. Not at all. You felt that if you let him off for something like this, where would it end.

You finished your hair, grabbed your clutch, put in your wallet, keys, and phone, and headed to your car. When you got to the club and got your hand stamped, you noticed the bouncer eyed your rear once you walked in. You snorted at his inability to keep his eyes in his face and looked for your friend. You saw her at the end of the bar with her Unnie. You waved and walked over. 

“Hey, I didn’t think you’d make it!” she said into your ear. The DJ was making sure that everyone in the entire block radius heard what he was spinning. You ordered Lemon Soju, your drink of choice when you did drink, and drank it down.

“Yeah well, can’t let go of everything all the time, right?” the minute you felt the soju hit your stomach, you not only felt woozy because it had been so long since you drank last, you’d lost tolerance, but you also felt guilty. You knew you shouldn’t have been here. If EunHyuk ever found out, he’d be very upset. Oh who cares what he wanted?! 

EunHyuk sat on your front steps, waiting for you to come back. He’d been dropped off, and his smile vanished when he saw your car was gone. You weren’t answering your phone and it was getting late. He opened your present, a photobook with a variety of pictures of the two of you over the years. It had been 3 years since you two had been together. 

Throughout the night you found yourself having flashbacks of your relationship with EunHyuk, and as the night drew to a close, and it began to get really really late, you began to wonder just what you were doing here. You weren’t having fun, you were miserable without him.

“Unnie, I think I’m gonna head out.” you said leaning toward her.

“Really? Boyfriend still have you on a string huh?” she teased. Had it been 3 or so hours ago you would have screwed your face up and passionately declared he didn’t own you. But now you just gave in.

“Yeah. I guess he does.” you smiled. You got up and waving, you headed out the door to your car. You happened to notice out of the corner of your eye, a creepy looking guy sitting in his car. Just.. sitting there. You got into your car and headed out of the parking lot for home. As you drove the clouds overhead started to come together, and you heard rumbling in the distance. A storm was coming. You hated driving in the rain so tried to get home as quickly as possible without getting in trouble. You hadn’t gotten very far from the club before you began to notice that no matter what street you drove down, the same headlights were in your rear view. 

When you pulled into your driveway, and turned the car off, you noticed the car pulled up behind yours, and turned off. You felt your heart rate pick up, and you weren’t sure if you should get out of the car. But you decided, against your better judgement, to get out of the car. As soon as you did, the other car opened, and you saw the guy from the parking lot of the club.

“Hey, what’s a pretty girl like you doing out in such a nice dress all by herself.” he sleezed. You tried to ignore him and took out your keys to make it to your front door. “Hey, where you goin’ I’m talking to you. Dontchu ignore me you bitch, what I ain’t good enough for you?” he said coming closer.

“Please leave me alone.” you said quietly and more than a bit nervous when he cut your way off to the porch.

“Leave you alone? Why? We could go into the house and have some fun for a couple days. Nice girl like you must have real nice apartment.” he said coming closer to you. Your heart rate had quickened and you were afraid of what was going to happen to you. 

All of a sudden he fell forward holding the back of his head. And there, was EunHyuk! 

“Leave my girlfriend alone you creeper. She’s with me! Now get back in your shitty little car before I kick your ass!” he yelled. 

The guy growled but headed for his car and started the engine, yelling curses and threats. You watched the car leave, and then suddenly EunHyuk was wrapped around you.

“Are you alright Jagi? Did he hurt you? Where have you been I’ve been worried sick?” you wanted to wrap your arms around him and cry your fear out. But he still hadn’t apologized, and even though you admitted it to your Unnie’s in the club, you still wanted an apology.

“Thank you for your help. I’m going into the house now.” you said stiffly. He looked at you with sadness in his eyes.

“You’re still angry at me, and you have every right to be. I made a mistake, and I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. You and she have nothing in common.” you stopped in your tracks and listened. You wanted to be the hardass. You wanted to storm into the house and act like he didn’t matter. But he did matter. He mattered immensely. Not to mention he’d just saved your life and more from some creep.

“You’re right.” you said turning around, “We don’t. She has made you completely miserable. You were a wreck when I first met you. It took me a lot of time and patience to get you to trust me. And when you confused me with her, it was like a slap in the face. I’m not looking for a pat on the back or some kind of commendation for being your girlfriend, although sometimes it’s nice to hear it. Being your girlfriend is not easy. No matter what you may say, hearing about it and actually living it is really hard.” 

“I know that.” he interrupted you, “Being with you isn’t easy either. Knowing that you’re away from me, that unless you’re really strong you call me crying. Hearing you cry rips me apart inside because there’s nothing I can do. Knowing that you’re a target, not only for other guys because you can’t tell them you’re with me, but also from fangirls who take their love for me and the guys to far. I’m scared every day you leave the house that something will happen to you. 
I don’t know why my mind went back to that memory. Maybe because that one time was the only time I was ever really happy when I was around her. Compared to the years of happiness you’ve given me. I love you and I don’t ever want you to forget that. I owe you a lot. I know I do, and I try to give you all that I can when I have the ability to. I’ve spent all night sitting here on these steps and I’ll stay until sunrise sitting here if that’s what it takes for you to forgive me. I can’t stand it when you’re mad at me. So tell me what do I have to do for you to forgive me?” 

You turned around with your make up running down your face from the tears. He looked at you with a pained look. 

“You just did it.” you said and lurching forward, hugged him close. He buried his face into your shoulder and smiled to himself.

“Thank you..” he breathed. Not really to you, but to whoever was listening for allowing him to find the right words to convey what he wanted you to know. “Jagi.. let’s get you into the house and have you shower.” 

“Why?” you asked.

“Because you smell like cigarette smoke, and Soju.” he said bluntly and wrinkled his nose. You blushed and felt ashamed.

“I was at..” you started and he put a finger to your lips to keep you quiet.

“It doesn’t matter now. We’re okay, that’s all that matters. Oh and here, this is your real present.” he mentioned picking up the photo album, and showing it to you. 

“It’s beautiful. You picked all these out yourself?” he nodded. You looked thoughtful, and then turned to him, “Oppa, what are you going to do with the frog?” you asked. He looked at you and rubbed the back of his head sighing. It started to rain lightly as you both stood on the porch. 

“I don’t know. Maybe give it to someone else, my Umma or Ee-Mo or something.” 

“I want it.” you said with a smile. He looked at you with a confused look. “I’ll show you why. Come in.” you said fishing out your keys. 

You put the photo book on the counter as you headed for your room. Pulling out your pjs you headed for the bathroom to take your second shower of the night. Once satisfied you’d gotten rid of the club smell, you dried off, re - lotion’d, and changed into your pjs. Coming out from the bathroom, you found EunHyuk sitting on your bed with a sleepy look. You beckoned him to follow you. 

It was still lightly raining. The good kind of rain. Slow and steady so that it would soak up into the ground, and keep the grass green. You had him sit in the back porch swing with you.

“What are we doing?” he asked.

“Shh.. you’ll figure it out.” you said vaguely as you cuddled up to him. 

He looked around but still didn’t get it until he started to smirk. Sitting on your back porch you had a view of a small canal behind your house. As you both swung together, cuddled up close, thanking whoever would listen for each other, the distinct sound of frogs, calling to each other, looking for their other half, echo’d around the neighborhood.

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Okay so I’m a little early with posting. This one has taken me literally all day. I kept getting up and leaving it. 

So first of the new requests done. I hope you enjoyed. Feedback is always appreciated, requests are always open, just read the faq page first. The new and improved faq page actually. :D Thanks for reading!

EunHyuk / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by Anon

Who; EunHyuk

Plot; Sensual Scene “Like the one you did for Donghae”

Okay then. 

You rolled over in bed, feeling yucky. Your headache which turned into a migraine had been raging for the past two days. You were sensitive to light, to sound, it just plain sucked. You normally put your night mask on, shut all the shutters, and taking some aleve tried to sleep it out. This time it wasn’t working. The whole front of your face felt like it was going to explode. The soft knock on the door sounded like a mad drunkard pounding on the bar for another drink. You whimpered in response and nestled further under your covers. 

EunHyuk stuck his blonde butter head in the door and saw how dark it was. He saw your night mask and frowned knowing how awful you felt at times like these. He took off his shoes and jacket, leaving him in a tee shirt and basketball shorts. He laid his tall frame on the bed next to you, gently touching your face.

“Oppa..?” you whispered. He smiled.

“Hey..” he whispered back, “Still feeling pain huh?” you nodded and cuddled up close to him. He swallowed with some difficulty. You were so warm, soft and squishy, he could fall asleep right there with you.

“Most of it has stopped, but the pain across my forehead still hurts.” you whispered into his shirt. The scent of laundry soap, fabric softner, and his cologne mixed together and made your nose wiggle. 

“I’m sorry my pretty girl, I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better.” he said lightly rubbing his thumb across your forehead. You thought it would hurt but the pressure actually relaxed you and you nudged his hand.

“That helps.” you whispered. He rolled over on his back, and taking both hands, and his delicately long fingers, he sunk them into the mass of your hair, all the while smirking at your adorable bed head. His fingertips found your scalp and he massaged lightly. You moaned softly as the massage took away the lingering pain. You laid your chin on his chest and rotated your neck while his hands stayed in place moving only where you needed them to go. Your little pants and moans made him catch his bottom lip corner in his teeth. Even when you were in pain you were so beautiful. 

When he stopped, you laid your cheek against his chest and wrapped an arm around him. He was laying on top of the covers, you were under the sheets. He let his fingers trickle down your exposed back to the rim of your little camisole and back up. It made you break out in goose bumps everytime he got close to the tiny hairs on the back of your neck near your hairline. 

He reached both arms up and stretched and peeking from under your eye cover, you saw his tummie and poked him just below his belly button.

“Hey now..” he whispered and chuckled. You took the eye cover off, your eyes adjusting to the small bits of light in the room without pain and you looked at him.

“Hey now what?” you whispered smiling at him. Your look taunted and dared him to do something. And he did. 

Leaning up from his position on the bed he kissed you. He grabbed the back of your head gently and pulled you into it further when you accepted and were willing to kiss back. He tried to keep his pace slow and steady, not wanting to react like a wild animal or some horn ball but your kisses were so sweet he’d often remember them in his dreams at night, and the possibilities they could lead to. He gently released you from the sheets where your legs were tangled and brought you to rest on his lap. Your legs were the first stop on his journey. He let his fingers play lightly around your ankles up your calves where he squeezed lightly, making you sigh against his lips. Then to the backs of your knees and your lower thighs, your skin like silk under his hands, slowly they moved up, giving you time to stop him if you were uncomfortable. But you didn’t, if anything you encouraged him with your slight moans against his lips the higher he went. He stopped at the hem of your boy shorts and not wanting to press his luck, instead smoothed his hand to your under thighs and swept his way back down to your ankles again.

You were in heaven at that single moment in time. You’d felt so horrible for so long, these touches and attentions were making you feel better quicker than any bottled medication could. He parted from your lips and kissed down your chin to your neck. Running his lips over every inch you clutched at his tee shirt for balance. He lifted his shirt up half way like he did to tease the crowd and felt your inner thighs graze his stomach and he groaned against your skin. He looked up to see a strap from your cami fall off your shoulder to your arm. He looked at you, and you looked back at him. Your tan line was visible. He kissed along it and nipped at your flesh. You rolled your head to the side biting your lower lip. He gently pulled the edge of your cami down exposing the rest of your tan line and stopped.

This was usually where his dreams took a turn for the perverted, and oh the things he did to you. But those were dreams, and this was reality. There were no consequences in his dreams. No worry of pregnancy unless he wanted you to be. No worry of parents, or sex out of wedlock or anything like that. Here, he knew you trusted him to do the right thing, which is why he chose to do the right thing and put the strap of your cami back on you shoulder.

He went back to your lips with a vengeance and spent the rest of his time with you kissing all over your face and neck, but he never strayed any more than that. When you finally began to get sleep again, he tucked you back in bed, and kissed you one last time. He left the room quietly and after closing the door leaned back against it, his hand on his chest and breathing hard. 

Back at the dorms, he was given many a look by SiWon. He knew the situation between you and EunHyuk. How long you had been together, how easily it would be accepted for your relationship to take that next step. But he also knew the pact EunHyuk had made with Xiah JunSu to never smoke or drink, or do anything that they would regret later in life. As much as EunHyuk loved you, and wanted so badly, he knew you both would regret making that decision just now when things weren’t stable in either of your lives. And the thought of a shot gun wedding, or baby out of marriage didn’t sit right with him at all if he could help it. 

“It’s okay SiWon. Nothing…. bad happened.” he said. The lines around SiWon’s eyes relaxed and he couldn’t help but smile. 

That night in his dreams however, was a totally different story. You would have turned red, and then purple, and then plaid at the things he dreamed of doing to you. 

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Okay then. EunHyuk sensual scenario done and done. It’s not to hard for me to look at him and see that scenario happening. With that mop of blonde hair and mass of eyeliner.. woo buddy. haha!

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Donghae, EunHyuk & KyuHyun / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Requested by theredhouse

Who; Donghae, EunHyuk and KyuHyun of Super Junior

Plot; When they try to cheer you up after a bad breakup.

You wadded up the latest addition to your “snot rag” pile and sighed. Even though you hadn’t been with him that long, when he told you that you were a prude, and no one would wanna be with you, it really hurt. You’d been ignoring all phone calls, all text messages, and it had been taking all your will power to not cry in school. But you were slowly losing it. 

You heard the doorbell ring, but didn’t bother to get up and get it. Your parents were home, and you had already locked yourself in your bedroom for the night. No plans to do anything but eat ice cream, watch banjun drama’s and feel sorry for yourself. Or so you thought. A knock came at your door.

“You can’t hide in there forever.” a soft voice came. 

“Yah.. _______-ah, open the door!”

“We’re here to help you feel better!!!”

“Hyungs! Keep it down. Aish you two, I thought I was the maknae.” 

You knew the voices instantly. Kyu Hyuns concerned voice and Donghae and Eunhyuks enthusiasm to make you feel better. You groaned and rolled your eyes, fully knowing you HAD to let them in, they wouldn’t go away if you didn’t. You opened the door while Kyu Hyun was reminding both of them to be on their best behaviour and smiled brightly when he turned to see you.

“Aww _______-ah, you look terrible.” EunHyuk said. Kyu Hyun face palmed while Donghae elbowed him in the ribs.

“That’s not a nice thing to say to a lady you Babo!” Donghae pushed past them both and came up to give you a hug. “I’m sorry you got your feelings hurt pretty girl. No no, don’t cry anymore, your Oppas are here to make you feel better.” he draped his arm around your shoulder and walked into your room. He sat on the bed next to you while Kyu Hyun sat in your desk chair and EunHyuk was distracted by the amount of snot rags you had over in the corner. He kept his eyes on them the whole time.

“Yah did you really cry this much _______-ah? That’s not good.” he said.

“For once Hyung is right. You shouldn’t be crying this much over such a loser.” Kyu Hyun said seriously.

“H-How did you know?” you asked quietly.

“YeSung Hyungs younger brother, the one who works at the cafe sometimes, he’s friends with some guy who’s friends with your ex and even HE couldn’t believe what he said to you.” Kyu Hyun said shaking his head. You sniffed.

Donghae hugged you close in a brotherly manner, and patted your hair.

“Don’t you give him another thought pretty girl. He’s the one who’s losing out. He just doesn’t know it.” 

“But I want him to know it.” you said getting up and pacing around your room. Not that there was much room to pace with three of your ginormous oppaduel in the room, but you managed. “I want him to know what a fool he is for letting me go. I want him to understand that it’s HIM that has something wrong with him, not me.” 

“But what does it matter what he thinks? You’re a beautiful girl, and any guy would be lucky to have you. You’re not a “prude” like he said, you’re classy, and respectable, and when he’s closer to our age, maybe a little bit older, and he starts thinking about marriage, he’ll wish he could find someone like you. Someone he can be proud to be with in public. Proud to bring to his parents house, knowing there’s no shady background. Don’t you for one minute think that there’s something wrong with you for sticking to your morals. Your parents may be a bit old fashioned, but speaking from a guys point of view, I’d rather have a pretty respectable girl who I could take anywhere, than an “experienced” girl I have to constantly worry about.” EunHyuk said from the corner. Kyu Hyun grinned that evil maknae grin.

“Wow Hyung i’m impressed, you should write greeting cards.” he teased.

“Yah hush it up grasshopper.” he said tossing a pillow from your window seat at his youngest member. Who laughed. You also had to crack a grin. Donghae reached for your hand for you to sit back down.

“Point is pretty girl, you can stay locked up in this room forever and you still won’t be happy. So instead of wasting your time on that insensitive jerk, you should be going out and having fun with your girl friends and just being you. You’ve got plenty of time to figure out who you want to be, and I can tell you, you’re not going to find out in this room.” he said brushing your to long bangs out of your eyes. You sniffed again and nodded.

“Alright Oppa. I’ll try. Can you do something for me though?” you asked, your eyes twinkling. He looked at your warily.

20 minutes later, all smiles you walked them all to the door and waved goodbye as they got into their van and headed back to the dorms. You looked at your Umma who sat in her chair watching tv as if nothing had happened.

“Thank you Umma.” you said from the stairs.

“For what?” she asked trying not to smile.

“Aish, okay Umma, keep your secrets.” she silently laughed while you went back up stairs. Opening twitter on your phone, you posted a screen shot of you and your Oppaduel. The caption?

‘Who needs disrespectful ex boyfriends when you have these guys for Oppas.’ 

Your twitter was ablaze with people asking who you were, how you knew them, etc. 

Next day at school your ex came up to you and before he could say a word you put your hand up.

“No, don’t talk to me. Don’t talk to me, don’t look at me, keep your distance. You’ve lost out, I’m worth so much more than you’ll ever know, and when you do finally grow up, no I’m sorry IF you ever grow up, you’ll spend the rest of your life thinking what a derp you were for letting a classy girl like me go. You have fun looking for your ‘experienced’ girl and I hope she doesn’t leave you with any parting gifts that itch!” you brushed past him and walked into school, leaving him open mouthed and slack jawed the rest of the school year.

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Good Morning / Afternoon sugar cubes. So after.. mmm… 7 hours sleep, here I am again. Fighting the good fight as they say. xD

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Donghae feat. EunHyuk / Super Junior Kpop Scenario

Request; Villemo 

Who; Lee Donghae featuring EunHyuk from Super Junior

Plot; When you accidentally meet, you don’t know who he is, and he wants to know you better, and in the end you two become friends.

You reached for your suitcase and thanked heavens that you had an off coloured one, because if you had gotten black like your Umma wanted, you never would have found it. The airport seemed so foreign, like you hadn’t been here in ages. And in truth you hadn’t. It had been more than 10 years since you agreed to spend the summer in South Korea with your Aunt and Uncle. But this time your cousin was going to be there, You were best friends when you were little, your parents couldn’t separate you two during family gatherings. But when you grew older, and stopped coming back to Korea, you two sort of drifted. You still wrote, and talked on Skype when you could, but the time difference made it hard. 

You walked out of the terminal to the outside where your Uncle was supposed to pick you up. You kept your eyes out for your his car, you remembered it being big and fancy since your uncle was well off. He worked for one of the entertainment magazines that was really popular in Korea. And suddenly, in his typical khaki pants, and neatly tucked in polo shirt, grey hair, there he was.

 ”_______-ah, you’ve grown!” he said after hugging you and taking a look. You weren’t sure why but you felt slightly shy and awkward.

“It’s good to see you Keun-Appa. Thank you so much for coming to pick me up. I hope you didn’t go to out of your way with work and everything.” you said politely bringing your suitcase behind you.

“For my favorite niece, not on your life.” he said trying to be hip, and you silenced a giggle.

“Is __________ with you?” you asked.

“No, she’s still in school until the end of next week. Which is when your Aunt and I told her you were coming. So it’ll be a surprise for her when she comes home and you’re there. She’s been pushing herself really hard with exams.” he said. You were driving now to their house and you stared out the window, trying to remember anything at all, and failing entirely.

Your Aunt was so happy to see you she came out of the kitchen and hugged you tightly. You had always been a favorite of hers. You were always so polite to her and hugged her all the time when you were little.

“Ahhh _________-ah!! You’ve gotten so big!” she crushed you in a hug and you almost sufficated for air.

“Gamsanida go-mo* I’ve missed you…all…too…can’t…breath!” you gasped and she finally let go. You sucked in air, and smiled as the colour returned to normal in your face.

“So will I be sleeping in ________’s room? So I can go put my suitcase up there? Keun-Appa told me I’m a surprise. I don’t want her to see me or my stuff yet.” you smiled.

The day wore on as you logged into the wifi, and checked your email and tumblr, and youtube. You watched tv, and when it got close to being dark, you hid in the pantry until you saw your cousin come home, looking fairly tired. When she’d gone upstairs, calling to her mother for a snack while she did her homework, you came out of the pantry. You agreed to fix the snack, and take it up to her and surprise her that way.

You opened the door to her room, and was glad you had managed to stash your suitcase in the back of her closet. When she heard the door open she never even bothered to turn around.

“Gamsa Umma.” you held the tray and waited. When the door didn’t close, “Was there something else Umma?” she still didn’t turn around and you waited.

“Yah.. did you…” when she finally turned around you smiled. Her eyes flew wide open and to your surprise she started to cry.

“YOU CAME!!” she jumped out of her chair and clung to you nearly knocking her snack on the ground. You guys hugged for awhile and chatted away until you were both best friends again.

“So Keun-Appa told me you’ve been working really hard on exams. You still have on year to go like me right?” you asked as you both munched on the snack, and she had opened the book and was doing homework.

“Yah, it’s a killer. This year will define whether or not I get into the school of my choice. Is it like that in america?” she asked.

“Mmm pretty much. Although high school for us is 4 years not 3. We count 9th grade as highs school as well.” she nodded as she had a few penpals in america who’d told her the same thing.

“Did you get good grades on your final exams?” You thought back, it had been awhile since summer had started and your report card had come in the mail shortly after school let out.

“I got mostly A’s and B’s. I think my lowest grade was a B- and that was in math. It never was my best subject, but Umma and Appa saw I tried as hard as I could. I was fine with math until they started putting letters in it.” you snickered quoting Tumblr. 

“I wish Appa and Umma were happy with grades like that from me. It’s either A or B+ even a solid B they said isn’t good enough.” she smiled ruefully. 

“Well I’m going to go help Go-Mo* with dinner while you do your studies, I think I’ve distracted you enough already. Good luck!” she waved and you went downstairs.

The week passed quickly and your cousin did very well. Their summer was short so you hoped you could spend as much time with her as you possibly could before you had to go back home. She slept in late the first two days after school was over to catch up with all the sleep she sacrificed during finals. And then she was taking you out every day with her. You took the train, hung out at the favorite spots of hers, and met a lot of her friends. They were mostly nice and were really interested in you being from America. 

“Oh ______ we’re going to a special place today. It’s a cafe. You’ll like it. We have to be quick though because it’s always packed and if we’re lucky, my friend will be there.” she smiled. “But you can’t tell my other friends that he’s friends with me. It’d be bad.” she said vaguely. 

“I don’t think I’ll be getting into any personal conversations with your friends when you’re not there, but okay.” you said a little confused.

And you went. It really was packed, and you saw your cousin’s eyes light up because she smiled and waved at a guy behind the counter, who in turn smiled and waved back. 

“That’s him.” she whispered. You nodded and thought he was kind of nice looking. “His name is Donghae.” she said and you nodded again, it not ringing any bells with you what so ever. 

You were nodded to by some older looking guys, and you found the guy your cousin pointed out with some other guys who could have passed for movie stars with how good looking they were.

“Donghae Oppa, this is my cousin, __________. _________ this is my Oppa Donghae. She lives in America.” your cousin introduced you and you smiled, and then you remembered your manners and bowed.

“Ahn young hae say yo. It’s a pleasure meeting you for the first time.” you said politely and he smiled.

“Ah, ________-ah your cousin’s cute like you. I like her accent.” he said with a grin.

“Yah, ________-ah, ” a guy with blonde hair said getting up and coming over, “Who’s your friend?” he asked.

“It’s her cousin Hyung.” Donghae said.

“Ahn young hae say yo EunHyuk Oppa, I didn’t see you back there. This is my cousin _______.” you smiled bowed and repeated your greeting.

“Oh, you’re from the US?” he asked.

“Yes Oppa. I’m from ____________, if you know where that is.” you said.

“Not really. Come, show me.” EunHyuk took you by the hand and brought you over to a map they had of the US on the wall. It had red pins stuck in New York, and California. You didn’t know what that meant and didn’t ask. You pointed to your state instead.

“Here. this one. And.” you squinted a bit looking for your city. “This is the city, so here is where I live.” you spent your time chatting with EunHyuk while Donghae looked on a bit jealously you thought. He was chatting with your cousin who kept nodding and pointing towards you which was making you uncomfortable that you couldn’t hear what they were saying about you.

“I ‘ave been to da U S A” EunHyuk said in english, and waited for your reaction. You tried not to laugh at the accent, and remained polite.

“I didn’t know you spoke english Oppa… oh may I call you Oppa?” you asked.

“Yeah!” he said speaking only in english now. So you switched to english to be nice and chatted with him.

“Hey! I speak english too. I have an english name!” Donghae said getting up and coming over to you.

“Do you?” you said watching the pissing contest between the two.

“Yes my name is Aiden Lee.” he said rushing the words a bit. You looked at your cousin who was biting her lips to keep from laughing. It was quite a time. And you helped them learn how to pronounce more english words properly and encouraged them to keep going with their study of english because they were doing a good job. 

Later going home, on the train you had been trying to decide on whether or not you should bother bringing it up but you decided to ask. 

”________ when you were speaking to Donghae Oppa, I saw you looking and pointing at me. Did I do something wrong?” you thought the best way to get it out of her was to act like you were worried you had done something wrong. It worked on your friends at home all the time.

“Oh, no. But since you were talking to EunHyuk Oppa, he wanted to know about you so I was telling him about where live in the US, and where you go to school and how we’re the same age, and everything. So you did nothing wrong, oh and by the way, he wants me to bring you back to see him so he can talk to you. I think he likes you…” she said in a sing song voice and elbowed you. You blushed. 

The rest of your visit you spent a lot of time with your cousin Donghae when he was free which didn’t seem to be very often. You didn’t ask what he did and he never mentioned it. So you just figured he worked a lot. He asked you a lot of questions, practiced his english with you and always seemed really happy when you hugged him goodbye. It wasn’t until you asked your cousin about it, and she told you that hugging wasn’t very common, so when girls did do so, it was noteworthy. You felt silly because you hugged your guy friends all the time. It didn’t seem strange to you. 

Just before you left, you spent a last day with your cousin, Donghae and EunHyuk who seemed to like tagging along if he knew you were going to be there. He and Donghae would rival each other in english, dancing, and display their imitation of american singers like Justin Timberlake and Usher. You always clapped because they were really good and you thought they should be professionals. 

That night while you were packing your stuff, your cousin who had been outside talking to someone in a van, which would have made for dozens of jokes had you been back home, came in her hands full. 

“These are for you. Donghae and EunHyuk Oppadeul sent them by way of their agent.” she said and handed a whole stack of CD’s to you. 

“Oh?” you said and looked at them. They all said “Super Junior”. You had no idea who or what that was. You opened the covers to each and saw they were signed by Donghae and Eunhyuk with messages on each album. You were amazed at how much they’d grown in the course of the 5 cd’s and realized that they were as talented as they were because they WERE professionals. You were amazed. They seemed like such regular guys. Not stuck up or anything at all. 

At the airport, your cd’s in your bag, you hugged Keun-Appa and ________ and bade them goodbye. 

“How about we make a deal?” you told her, “If you do well on next years exams, and get into the school you want, and Keun-Appa and Go-Mo say it’s okay, you come to the states for your summer break, and I’ll introduce you to MY friends.” you smiled as she looked up at her Appa who smiled back and nodded. She giggled and clapped her hands together and hugged you tight.

On the plane you were going back through the cd covers, re reading the messages, and in the back of the “Mr. Simple” album, you found a small scrap of paper from Donghae.

“Dear _______,

I hope EunHyuk Hyung doesn’t find this because he’ll try and beat me again. I really enjoyed spending time with you and _______-ah this past few weeks and hope I get to see you again soon. Maybe if you keep in touch I’ll see you when we come to the US. Here is my email and phone number. email or text anytime.

Your Oppa,

Donghae”

 

You smiled and when you got home, and told your parents all about your trip, you headed to walgreens with your Umma to drop your film off, and asked her if she could help you install the Korean font on your computer. 

Once home, everything unpacked, clothes washed and in the dryer, all your hair, face, and body stuff put away, suitcase back in the closet, you went to your computer, went to your email and started typing…

“Dear Donghae Oppa,

Thank you and EunHyuk Oppa for the cd’s. I’m so sorry I didn’t know who you were, but I’m glad you didn’t tell me, so you could know that I liked you for you and not because you were famous. The plane ride home was okay.. Oh let me tell you about this guy I saw in the airport….

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So isn’t quite what the request was but I thought it fit. And with the drilling going on in my house, (we have a busted pipe in the wall, they’re digging through concrete now to get at it to replace it) it’s all my brain could focus on. I’m noticing that my scenarios vary in length too. o.0 wut’s up with that??

*Go-Mo is supposed to be Aunt from your father’s side, but I don’t know if that applies to your Uncle’s wife, or your father’s sister, so I used it. Anyone who does know feel free to correct me and I’ll edit it later! 

I hope you enjoyed. Comments and Critique are always appreciated, Requests are always open. Thanks for reading!