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chineseinkCrackfic. Still hiatusing.
Downtime
Super Junior (M), Siwon/Hankyung/(Heechul), NC-17, 1104 words
In which Hankyung owns a strip club. Sort of.
Downtime
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meitachi
“I know what you do in your spare time,” Heechul told Hankyung over the phone. He sounded smugger than usual.
Hankyung only sighed, a long exhale crackling over the distance between China and Korea. “Oh really?” he asked. “Sleep? Work out? Watch Zhou Mi attempt to teach Kyuhyun Chinese and Kyuhyun try to distract him with video games?”
“Nope, none of the above,” Heechul said cheerfully. “I know your real secret.”
“I’m…secretly Thai?” Hankyung guessed.
Heechul scoffed. “Please. You can barely introduce yourself in Thai, and we’ve been to Thailand how many times?”
“Then I don’t know,” Hankyung said, giving up. “What do I secretly do in my spare time?”
“You own a strip club,” Heechul said gleefully.
Hankyung considered hanging up.
***
“Heechul thinks you own a strip club?” Donghae asked disbelievingly. His mouth gaped slightly. “Why?”
“This is your fault,” Hankyung said accusingly, crossing his arms. He looked like he wished it were yesterday and he’d never called Heechul and had this bizarre conversation and was instead blissfully unaware, his only problem being that Henry took way too long showers in the morning.
Donghae made a face. “How is this my fault?”
“You’re kind of a slut, hyung,” Kyuhyun offered. He shrugged when Donghae glared at him. “I didn’t say I minded.”
“You are kind of a slut,” Ryeowook agreed, not unkindly. He pet Donghae on the shoulder.
“Is this because you stripped during Super Show?” Henry wanted to know. “And then did that thing with your shirt during the SM Town concert?”
“Hankyung stripped too!” Donghae said defensively.
Zhou Mi nodded. “That’s true. Donghae was probably just following your example, gege.”
“That’s what Heechul said,” Hankyung reported miserably. He slouched lower in his chair, sullen. “He said I was obviously corrupting the lot of you and exploiting your good looks for money.”
“That’s…kind of a really smart idea,” Kyuhyun said thoughtfully, sounding kind of impressed. “I don’t think I’ve given you enough credit, hyung.”
Hankyung widened his eyes. “Hey! I haven’t been doing that! Heechul just thinks I am!”
“Maybe you should,” Zhou Mi suggested cheerfully. He grinned brightly when Hankyung stared at him. “Well, we’re all really attractive. We’d make you tons of money! And stripping is okay, I mean. It’s not like it’s prostitution. Right, Kyuhyun?” He beamed at Kyuhyun, who nodded in return.
“We are quite attractive,” Ryeowook added tentatively. “I mean, everyone’s really good-looking.” He blushed a little and sneaked a glance at Henry.
“Oh my god,” Hankyung said, horrified. “What’s the matter with you?”
“You know, if you’re going to blame me for this,” Donghae sulked, “we might as well actually do it and at least make some money.” He brightened suddenly. “I have been working out lately. I could show off my muscles!”
“We could dance!” Henry suggested. “I mean, naked! I’m good at dancing!”
“Where’s Siwon when I need him?” Hankyung mumbled to himself in Chinese, slapping his hands to his face. Why were his group members insane? Why did he have to be their leader? Where was the straight-and-narrow, goody-two-shoes, super-religious Siwon when Hankyung needed him to preach against the evils of opening a strip club? Hankyung didn’t know enough Biblical quotes for this. He wasn’t qualified. It hadn’t been in his leader specifications, damn it!
Ryeowook and Henry started discussing the music that they could dance and strip to (Henry was making an argument that you could totally strip to violin), and Kyuhyun was watching Donghae unbutton his shirt as he tried to explain how to do it sexily. Zhou Mi was mostly just groping Kyuhyun, possibly as a demonstration of how much their customers would enjoy a strip club.
“I hate my life,” Hankyung said to his shoes. He blamed Heechul.
***
“Heechul-hyung said what?” Siwon demanded later, his hand stilling on Hankyung’s cock.
Hankyung groaned. “Oh my god, I take it back,” he complained. “Fuck you, Siwon. Fuck you and your ancestors to the fifteenth generation.” The last part he said in Chinese because Siwon wouldn’t know what it meant, because Hankyung had been adamant about not teaching him all the bad words, if only so Hankyung would still be able to swear in at least one language without Siwon giving him a hurt puppy-dog look.
“Siwon,” Hankyung said, switching back to Korean, “shut up about Heechul and move your hand.”
Siwon frowned and blinked, shaking his bangs out of his eyes. He tightened his fingers and Hankyung moaned, hips twitching. “You brought him up first,” he said accusingly.
“alksdjd,” said Hankyung, panting and hooking his legs around Siwon’s hips. His eyes shut and his head tilted back.
Siwon bent down and licked his throat. He rubbed his thumb along the head of Hankyung’s cock and then asked, “Did he really say that? And he blamed Donghae?”
“I,” said Hankyung between gritted teeth, “hate you,” he opened his eyes to glare at Siwon, “so goddamned much.”
“Hyung,” Siwon said plaintively, frowning. “Don’t swear.”
Hankyung closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I’ll give you a private demonstration of the kind of strip show Heechul had in mind if you shut up and fuck me right now.”
Siwon opened his mouth, and then closed it.
***
“An internet strip club,” Heechul shrieked happily and waved at the camera. He grabbed Heebum and waved his paws as well. As usual, Heechul was shirtless. “This was the best idea ever, Hannie. Webcams are the best invention in the world.” He placed Heebum back on the ground then leaned in and gave the camera a hooded smirk. “Now I want you and Siwon to give me your best strip show.”
Siwon looked scandalized. “This is what you made me hook up the webcam for?”
“Shut up and I’ll blow you,” Hankyung ordered.
Siwon shut up. Heechul grinned widely from the computer screen. “No,” he said. “I’m the customer. I get to tell you exactly what I want.”
***
“So if people stick money in my clothes,” Henry wanted to know, “do I get to keep it?”
“Keep it,” Donghae told him with a little leer. Then he said, “It can go towards our savings to buy soundproof headphones so I don’t have to hear Hankyung and Siwon have sex with Heechul commenting all the way from Korea.” He shuddered a little bit.
“You think you have it bad?” Ryeowook shook his head. “At least you don’t share a wall with Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi.”
He exchanged appalled looks with Henry.
Donghae frowned. “Maybe I should have really loud phone sex with Kibum.”
“Please don’t,” chorused Ryeowook and Henry, looking slightly traumatized.
***
Started/Finished: 2008.09.25
Downtime
Super Junior (M), Siwon/Hankyung/(Heechul), NC-17, 1104 words
In which Hankyung owns a strip club. Sort of.
Downtime
by
meitachi“I know what you do in your spare time,” Heechul told Hankyung over the phone. He sounded smugger than usual.
Hankyung only sighed, a long exhale crackling over the distance between China and Korea. “Oh really?” he asked. “Sleep? Work out? Watch Zhou Mi attempt to teach Kyuhyun Chinese and Kyuhyun try to distract him with video games?”
“Nope, none of the above,” Heechul said cheerfully. “I know your real secret.”
“I’m…secretly Thai?” Hankyung guessed.
Heechul scoffed. “Please. You can barely introduce yourself in Thai, and we’ve been to Thailand how many times?”
“Then I don’t know,” Hankyung said, giving up. “What do I secretly do in my spare time?”
“You own a strip club,” Heechul said gleefully.
Hankyung considered hanging up.
***
“Heechul thinks you own a strip club?” Donghae asked disbelievingly. His mouth gaped slightly. “Why?”
“This is your fault,” Hankyung said accusingly, crossing his arms. He looked like he wished it were yesterday and he’d never called Heechul and had this bizarre conversation and was instead blissfully unaware, his only problem being that Henry took way too long showers in the morning.
Donghae made a face. “How is this my fault?”
“You’re kind of a slut, hyung,” Kyuhyun offered. He shrugged when Donghae glared at him. “I didn’t say I minded.”
“You are kind of a slut,” Ryeowook agreed, not unkindly. He pet Donghae on the shoulder.
“Is this because you stripped during Super Show?” Henry wanted to know. “And then did that thing with your shirt during the SM Town concert?”
“Hankyung stripped too!” Donghae said defensively.
Zhou Mi nodded. “That’s true. Donghae was probably just following your example, gege.”
“That’s what Heechul said,” Hankyung reported miserably. He slouched lower in his chair, sullen. “He said I was obviously corrupting the lot of you and exploiting your good looks for money.”
“That’s…kind of a really smart idea,” Kyuhyun said thoughtfully, sounding kind of impressed. “I don’t think I’ve given you enough credit, hyung.”
Hankyung widened his eyes. “Hey! I haven’t been doing that! Heechul just thinks I am!”
“Maybe you should,” Zhou Mi suggested cheerfully. He grinned brightly when Hankyung stared at him. “Well, we’re all really attractive. We’d make you tons of money! And stripping is okay, I mean. It’s not like it’s prostitution. Right, Kyuhyun?” He beamed at Kyuhyun, who nodded in return.
“We are quite attractive,” Ryeowook added tentatively. “I mean, everyone’s really good-looking.” He blushed a little and sneaked a glance at Henry.
“Oh my god,” Hankyung said, horrified. “What’s the matter with you?”
“You know, if you’re going to blame me for this,” Donghae sulked, “we might as well actually do it and at least make some money.” He brightened suddenly. “I have been working out lately. I could show off my muscles!”
“We could dance!” Henry suggested. “I mean, naked! I’m good at dancing!”
“Where’s Siwon when I need him?” Hankyung mumbled to himself in Chinese, slapping his hands to his face. Why were his group members insane? Why did he have to be their leader? Where was the straight-and-narrow, goody-two-shoes, super-religious Siwon when Hankyung needed him to preach against the evils of opening a strip club? Hankyung didn’t know enough Biblical quotes for this. He wasn’t qualified. It hadn’t been in his leader specifications, damn it!
Ryeowook and Henry started discussing the music that they could dance and strip to (Henry was making an argument that you could totally strip to violin), and Kyuhyun was watching Donghae unbutton his shirt as he tried to explain how to do it sexily. Zhou Mi was mostly just groping Kyuhyun, possibly as a demonstration of how much their customers would enjoy a strip club.
“I hate my life,” Hankyung said to his shoes. He blamed Heechul.
***
“Heechul-hyung said what?” Siwon demanded later, his hand stilling on Hankyung’s cock.
Hankyung groaned. “Oh my god, I take it back,” he complained. “Fuck you, Siwon. Fuck you and your ancestors to the fifteenth generation.” The last part he said in Chinese because Siwon wouldn’t know what it meant, because Hankyung had been adamant about not teaching him all the bad words, if only so Hankyung would still be able to swear in at least one language without Siwon giving him a hurt puppy-dog look.
“Siwon,” Hankyung said, switching back to Korean, “shut up about Heechul and move your hand.”
Siwon frowned and blinked, shaking his bangs out of his eyes. He tightened his fingers and Hankyung moaned, hips twitching. “You brought him up first,” he said accusingly.
“alksdjd,” said Hankyung, panting and hooking his legs around Siwon’s hips. His eyes shut and his head tilted back.
Siwon bent down and licked his throat. He rubbed his thumb along the head of Hankyung’s cock and then asked, “Did he really say that? And he blamed Donghae?”
“I,” said Hankyung between gritted teeth, “hate you,” he opened his eyes to glare at Siwon, “so goddamned much.”
“Hyung,” Siwon said plaintively, frowning. “Don’t swear.”
Hankyung closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I’ll give you a private demonstration of the kind of strip show Heechul had in mind if you shut up and fuck me right now.”
Siwon opened his mouth, and then closed it.
***
“An internet strip club,” Heechul shrieked happily and waved at the camera. He grabbed Heebum and waved his paws as well. As usual, Heechul was shirtless. “This was the best idea ever, Hannie. Webcams are the best invention in the world.” He placed Heebum back on the ground then leaned in and gave the camera a hooded smirk. “Now I want you and Siwon to give me your best strip show.”
Siwon looked scandalized. “This is what you made me hook up the webcam for?”
“Shut up and I’ll blow you,” Hankyung ordered.
Siwon shut up. Heechul grinned widely from the computer screen. “No,” he said. “I’m the customer. I get to tell you exactly what I want.”
***
“So if people stick money in my clothes,” Henry wanted to know, “do I get to keep it?”
“Keep it,” Donghae told him with a little leer. Then he said, “It can go towards our savings to buy soundproof headphones so I don’t have to hear Hankyung and Siwon have sex with Heechul commenting all the way from Korea.” He shuddered a little bit.
“You think you have it bad?” Ryeowook shook his head. “At least you don’t share a wall with Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi.”
He exchanged appalled looks with Henry.
Donghae frowned. “Maybe I should have really loud phone sex with Kibum.”
“Please don’t,” chorused Ryeowook and Henry, looking slightly traumatized.
***
Started/Finished: 2008.09.25
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