"Yesung dated Hankyung? Yesung? And Hankyung!"
"Yes, damn it Wook, that's what Donghae said." Heechul snapped.
"But...is that why he's so obsessed with protecting Yesung?" Wookie asked.
"Why else?" Heechul asked wondering why the hell he cared.
"I don't think so." Donghae said. "Hankyung protects both of them. He dated Yesung, big deal. It would be the same if he hadn't dated
Yesung. Everyone is just so protective of him because he's so clueless and innocent."
"Not so innocent if he's dated Hankyung." Heechul said.
Donghae glanced at Ryeowook pointedly. Heechul would have hit himself. He just didn't know when to shut up. He never knew when to shut up.
"Wook." Heechul started. "Yesung is dating you. He loves you. There is no Hankyung there."
"He's right." Donghae said taking over.
It took them less than ten minutes to calm Wookie, but by the end of it Heechul was tired. He left their room and took a walk. He couldn't spend too much time with Wookie when he started talking about Yesung. Yesung eventually led to Hankyung and Heechul couldn't stand to talk about Hankyung.
He went straight for the garden outside of the dorms. It was late afternoon, so there would be few, if any, people. Heechul was just getting ready to settle down when Hankyung ran by. Hankyung's hair was still blond and he was wearing a dark tank top that showed off his
"Crap." Heechul muttered. "He really could have moved me."
Heechul watched Hankyung until he couldn't see him anymore. He sat back against the tree behind him. He would look good as a blond. He jumped up a few seconds later, his mind made up.
"Heechul-shi, are you sure you don't want me to go get black, just in case?"
"No, Wook. Now show me the mirror."
"Wait!" Donghae called running in. "Don't start without me!"
"What is this? Some show for your entertainment?" Heechul asked even as Donghae and Wookie followed him to the mirror outside.
Heechul looked at the towel on his head. His hair was short. If anything went wrong he could always shave. Right?
"Are you ready?" Donghae asked.
"Then take it off already." Wookie insisted.
Heechul took a deep breath. He pulled the towel off, but closed his eyes at the last minute.
"Is that a good wow or a bad one?" he asked.
"It's just wow." Donghae clarified.
Heechul opened his eyes and it was indeed wow. He looked amazing.
"Well, I guess Hankyung was right. I do look better as a blond."
Heechul was sitting down with his eyes closed. Yesung and Ryeowook were singing something and the rest of the singing club followed. Heechul could hear Hankyung's voice as it rang clear above the others. He had to admit that Hankyung had talent. He wasn’t as good as Yesung, but that voice was something else.
Hankyung had a nice, soothing voice and that accent of his. What Heechul wouldn’t give to crawl into that warm accent.
"Wake up Heechul."
Heechul opened his eyes. He looked around and was surprised to see that the room was empty except for him and Hankyung who'd woken him.
"That's right Princess, everyone's gone." Hankyung smirked.
"Better to be a Princess than a pauper." Heechul countered nastily.
"Yes, but you forget. I'm not a pauper. I'm a Golden Boy and you're a flower."
"I can never win with you can I?" Heechul asked.
"Nope. But, if it makes you feel better, I would be your friend if you were anyone but yourself." Hankyung told him, helping him up.
"I wouldn't be your friend even if you weren't you."
Hankyung flashed him that dimpled smile that drove all the girls and half the guys insane. That smile meant something was coming and Heechul wouldn't like it.
"I was wrong about you Heechul."
Heechul felt his mouth drop open, but his surprise didn't last long.
"You don't look better as a blond. Go back to brunette."
"I hate you. You think you're so cool. You think that just because you can sing and dance and do some martial arts, you're suddenly a prince? Let me tell you something. No matter how much you dress up a hen, underneath it all, it's still a hen."
Hankyung laughed. Heechul didn't know what he had been expecting, but it certainly wasn't a laugh. He was entranced by the sound that came out of Hankyung's mouth.
"Oh, Heechul, you're funny. What do you think about yourself? I don't think I'm a prince. I know that dancing, singing and martial arts don't make me anything too special. But, what do you have?" Hankyung said advancing on Heechul. "Who are you? What have you done to deserve the name you give yourself? You? You are far from perfect."
Heechul could hear everything that Hankyung was saying. He could see the other blond in front of him, but at the same time he could see memories and they flashed before him. He saw as groups of people flocked Hankyung like they used to flock him. He saw teachers, girls, guys, workers all flirting like the world would end but not with him, with Hankyung.
He saw Hankyung protecting Yesung and Eunhyuk from the rest of them. He saw Hankyung singing. He saw Hankyung dancing. He saw Hankyung laughing, joking, studying, practicing, helping. He saw that one dimpled smile that was enough to make everyone like Hankyung. He saw the big innocent eyes that could also flash dangerously. He could also remember encouraging smiles.
And for one moment Heechul wished he could be Hankyung. He wished he could be the perfect guy before him. And that's why he did what he did.
Heechul's hands grabbed the back of Hankyung's head. He closed the distance between them and pressed his lips as hard as he could against Hankyung's. He felt the other man freeze and let out a gasp of surprise.
Heechul took his chance. He deepened their kiss, not even caring that he was doing all the work. He kissed Hankyung until his lips were numb.
And then, he walked away
A/N: Too fast? Because I didn't know what to do. Heechul has so obviously been in denial about liking Hankyung in the last fics and he has to get around to admitting it to himself, so that's why he did it. Heechul just doesn't know it yet. And of course Hannie is all confused because he thinks Heechul hates his guts. Anyway, I'll stop now. What do you guys think?