Warning: Its weird and it sucks
AN: I'm sorry. I'm positive that this is total fail. Please bear with it. It is weird in a lot of places because Heechul is also like that. I tried so hard to change the mood because it's Hee's POV after all. So I warn you it will be weird and maybe disappointing. I don't even like it myself. (but why the heck am i posting it anyway).Aish, I'm too sleepy to think.
I clutched on my pink jacket as the cold air seeped through my skin as if purposely breaking my bones. It was already 12:00 midnight when he finished his radio show so I had to wait for him, which was of course highly unacceptable to me. Why the fuck should I wait for him? But what the heck, I was nowhere near sleep anyway. We were walking along lines of restaurants, the city lights glaring in our eyes as we searched for a place eat. I heard him complain about the weather and saw his pale shaking hands trying to find warmth inside his jacket. I could sense him breathing heavily and occasionally coughing or rubbing his hands together to mechanically produce heat. I stopped and tapped his shoulder to call his attention.
"Are you really hungry?"
"You're telling me this now?"
"I'm not hungry. Let's just stay in the car."
"What the fu-"
"Just--I don't want you to get sick."
His mouth formed a smile that was almost bordering on laughter. Despite this I sensed a looming bitterness in his face, as if he was forcing to hide his disappointment.
"Okay. Let's stay in the car."
"Turns out you're as stupid as I am."
"Well if it's what you want."
"And you're turning as mushy as well."
"But you turned mushy first."
"Yeah. But you turned one yourself and that was beyond my control.'
"So how was you're day?"
"How was my day? Not much really. After leaving your room, I slept for five hours or so. Then ate lunch, took a bath, fixed my hair, stared at myself at the mirror for about 2 hours while complimenting how incredibly perfect and beautiful I am which eventually came to a stop because I couldn't think of any synonymous words anymore."
"Are you serious?"
"About the last one? Of course not, come on I was trying to make you laugh."
"Sorry to fail you."
"But that just means that you owe me one for disappointing me."
"So what do you want me do to make up for it?"
"I'll think of it soon."
We reached the car and seated ourselves comfortably. It was warmer inside but a lot of places outside were warmer than this.
"I can't believe how stupid this is. Look we can get inside one of those shops and it'll be warmer there,and no I won't get sick."
"You're telling me this now?"
"Ah this is fucking idiotic Hee."
"Come on, try to be different sometimes."
There's a difference between trying to be unique and appearing stupid."
"Who really cares about that?"
"Sometimes you're just too conceited and vain."
"What? Can't you fucking hear what you're saying? Vain?Conceited? That's you."
"Yeah, I guess that's us."
"So what are we going to do now?"
"I don't know, talk?"
"Yeah, what about?"
"If this is working or not?"
"It's too early for that."
"Okay, so lets talk about...Kangin."
"No way. Fuck off."
"So you don't want Kangin. Let's talk about...how important moisturizer is to our skin."
"Okay so you don't want that either. What about science. Hey did you know that sprites which are flashes high in the atmosphere that are visible during thunderstorms can be the reason for UFO sightings in the past years. BANGSA!!"
He laughed so hard that his head hit the steering wheel causing him to produce a very loud cry of pain.
"Oh fuck, I'm sorry."
"What the hell were you talking about? And what the fuck is bangsa?"
"You seriously don't know? It's alien language for thank you."
"It is? And why did you have to say it? It's totally inappropriate."
"You care about that? You're forehead is quite..red and swelling. Does it hurt?"
"It did. It's better now. It'll go away."
"Are you serious? Aren't you supposed to be wailing now?"
"Aren't you supposed to be complaining why we're still talking and not having sex?"
"No, not really. Not this time. So, where was I? Oh yes, aliens."
"Enough about aliens. They freak me out."
"Okay, Ah what about..."
It felt new to me to talk casually about normal stuff in our everyday lives. It was awfully common for people to sit and talk yet I found it refreshing. I was the one who did most of the talking and he would occasionally laugh, sometimes even when its not appropriate. Sometimes he complains that I talk too fast but laughs about it anyway. And I would respond by singing 'Mianhe,Mianhe' along with weird dance steps. Of course he laughed again. We stayed like this for 2 hours or so until I felt sleepy and just let silence take us in.
"You are different Hee."
"Of course I am, I'm a one man revolution."
"Okay, whatever. Let's go home."
"Yeah, I'm sleepy and I can't afford to have eye bags as bad as yours."
I laughed and told him I was kidding. By time we reached the dorm my head was spinning from exhaustion, plus I was stumbling as I tried to walk. Probably he noticed this, so he grabbed my hand and led me inside the house and into my room. He turned on the lights and muttered something like goodnight while I climbed on my bed and buried my head in soft pillows. But despite of my unforgiving sleepiness I forced myself to get up and walk out the door. I found myself in front of his room,knocking while I was forcing my eyelids to open. Suddenly the door knob turned and I met his equally tired gaze.
"I just wanted to say..bangsa!"
I saw a smile forming in the corner of his mouth and I too forced a smile. Then I leaned forward and kissed him softly for about 4 seconds or so. Because, yeah 4 is my favorite number and I can literally fall on the floor if I didn't get to bed soon.
don't kill me please.
in case you're wondering..heechul does mention bangsa and it does translate to thank you in hee's alien dictionary. and four really is his favorite number.