AN: This is the one shot that I wrote for kyucintawookie <3
Thanks for the wonderful idea~!!!
I hope that this one shot doesn't disappoint you or you anything, dear. >n<
Please enjoy it~!!! <3

And, if any of you have suggestions for any fan fictions, no matter the pairing (even if it's a member/reader fic), don't hesitate to mention it to me in a pm~ I'll try my best to give you what you're looking for C:
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Kyuhyun held his emotions under lock and key.
No. No way. There was absolutely /no/ way that he could have fallen so hard for this boy. It didn't even seem possible!
From the day they'd met, the maknae's thoughts had swirled around the vision of holding Ryeowook close, of whispering sweet words to him after a passionate night. He wanted this man in every way. However, he denied this, refusing to let himself believe that somebody like Ryeowook could ever capture him completely. Nobody could ever make him feel like that, he tried to convince himself, much less another man.
But there he stood, Ryeowook's hand in his own as they took their final bows of the night before a sea of sapphire blue, and he couldn't help but to think this boy was beautiful. More beautiful, even, than the precious fans that waved their banners and light sticks. More beautiful than even this perfect moment.

Ryeowook's heart knew nothing but Kyuhyun, and it begged for him mercilessly.
Everything about that man, even the way that he bullied him as though they were brothers, was perfect. He'd been unable to break himself from this hold that Kyuhyun had on him. From the moment their eyes had met, he was trapped... and he loved every moment of it.
Nobody had ever given him the looks that Kyuhyun gave him. Nobody had ever hugged him with such assurance. Nobody had ever made him feel so many things all at the same time.
Never had Ryeowook been able to look at somebody and feel his whole existence become vague and meaningless, while somehow making him feel much more alive.
This was the drug that was Kyuhyun. And he was hopelessly addicted.

The trip home was anything but silent, and before departing, Leeteuk had urged Ryeowook to take a seat next to the maknae, much to the pairs surprise.
He knew. They all knew. It was so blatantly obvious to everyone that the feelings between their eternal and evil maknae were mutual. It was simply a matter of getting them to realize how the other felt.
So on the journey back to their dorms, as Ryeowook slept with his head against Kyuhyun's shoulder, and Kyuhyun fell asleep with his head atop Ryeowook's, the others devised a plot.


"I have an idea!" Heechul chimed, a wide, crooked, grin settling on his apricot lips.
"Nobody wants to hear it, hyung. Just go to sleep." Shindong muttered in response, sprawled out across the couch lazily with Yesung, half asleep and still aching a bit from the performance that had ended only a couple of hours ago.
The members from this dorm had already taken their showers and were now gathered in the living room, wearing their pajamas and watching some old movie that they'd seen a hundred times before.
Ryeowook was leaning against Sungmin as they sat on the floor, eyes trained on the flickering screen that neither really had interest in. Kyuhyun was almost asleep, his head in Ryeowook's lap as he stared hazily up at the ceiling, letting the elder play absentmindedly with his dark hair. Leeteuk had his back against the right arm of the couch, his head against Ryewook's shoulder and Shindong's arm lolling almost lifelessly beside him. Eventually, Yesung slipped from the couch and onto the floor with a grunt. It was apparent that each of them was completely drained of all energy. All of them aside from Heechul, anyway.
Having just finished his shower, the 2nd oldest member of the group was still wide awake and overflowing with vigor.
Flipping his still wet hair, and scattering droplets of water, Heechul made his way towards the group. He took a seat on the floor beside Yesung and poked at his cheek.
"Yesung? Pabo, get up. I want to play a game." Heechul whined, his voice doing nothing more than annoying everyone else in the room, "It's just a simple game. A short one, okay?" He pleaded, reaching across the younger to shake their leader's shoulder. "Hyung... Teukie-hyung... Can we play that game now? The one that we were talking about earlier?"
"Will it make you leave us alone?" Leeteuk asked, lifting his head up and shooting a glare at Heechul, whom immediately responded with a nod, "Fine. Then we'll play it."
His decision was greeted with grunts and pules of disapproval.
Everything was going as they'd planned.
Unknowingly to Ryeowook and Kyuhyun, the rest of the members were acting. Of course they were tired, but they were all rather excited to play, hoping that this would finally lure out the words that they'd wanted to hear these two maknaes say to one another.
"Come on, everyone! Get in a circle!" Heechul commanded gleefully. Ryeowook couldn't help but to think that he sounded something like a peppy teenaged girl acting as a boot camp instructor, especially when his voice switched from happy to horribly demanding, "I SAID GET IN A CIRCLE!" He shouted, pointing at Shindong who had refused to move from his space on the couch.
"But, hyung..."
"NOW!"
With an exasperated sigh, Shindong slipped off the couch and moved to sit between Kyuhyun and Sungmin, closing in the circle of boys.
"So... what game are we playing?" Kyuhyun asked, leaning against Leeteuk, whom was placed on the right side of him.
"Truth or dare, of course!" Heechul responded with the bouncy disposition of a ten year old at her first real sleepover. It was like he'd been /dying/ to play this wretched game, and now that he had victims, he was on some sort of a rush, "We only have to do it once, each. After your turn, you won't get chosen again. It'll be quick!"
Concern flashed across the maknae's eyes, and he immediately looked to Ryeowook, sitting almost directly across from him, in the hopes that the other could help him to devise a plan of escape. Ryeowook just returned the look of hopelessness, a silent apology lingering in his brown orbs. He knew that when Heechul was like this, there was /nothing/ that anyone could do to get away.
"Hyung, that game is for girls." Kyuhyun had finally pulled his eyes away from Ryeowook, looking to the right of the boy to scowl at their Cinderella. He was too weary to willingly deal with this.
Heechul s an arm around Ryeowook's lithe waist and hugged him to his side.
"Well, Wookie thinks it's a good idea~ So, we're playing truth or dare~!" He responded without hesitation, earning a look of utter confusion from the young boy beside him.
"I never said...!" Ryeowook's words were cut off when Heechul pulled him into a quick kiss. Of course, it was a meaningless kiss, simply used to shut up the boy. But, something had caught everyone's attention as those two pairs of lips pressed together...
Kyuhyun's glare.
At any other time, the maknae would have ignored such actions, but in his sleep deprived state, he had no ability, or will, to control the emotions that crossed his face. He was clearly agitated by seeing the elder's flirtatious mannerisms.
Ryeowook pushed Heechul away and diverted his eyes towards Sungmin, whom was sitting on the other side of him. Sungmin gave a shrug and followed this with a little hug, earning him a bit of a glare from Kyuhyun as well.
In Kyuhyun's mind, everyone was trying to touch his precious hyung, and he hated it.
Leeteuk and Heechul shared knowing smirks. This wasn't the first time that Kyuhyun had reacted oddly to Ryeowook receiving affections from others. Typically he would divert his eyes and strike up a quiet conversation with the person beside him, or he would give that plastic smile, the one that nobody ever believed, or, at least, nobody that truly knew /anything/ about Kyuhyun. His jealousy was so blatantly obvious that it dumbstruck the members that Ryeowook hadn't realized it.
"Let's just hurry up and play, okay?" Ryeowook muttered, wanting to get this done and over with as soon as possible. Nothing bothered him more than games like this. He hated lying to the other members, but he was always horrified of the questions they would ask him if he chose 'truth'. However, on the other hand, the idea of taking a dare was equally as horrifying. It was hard to know what to expect from these men.
"Alright! Since it was /my/ idea, I get to ask first~" Heechul's smirk became more prominent as he started with the horrid, already far too long, game. Almost instantly, his eyes locked on Yesung, "Jongwoon..." He started, trying to mask that simper with a sickeningly sweet smile, "Truth or dare?"
"Erm..." Yesung hadn't expected this. He didn't remember this being part of the plan. They were supposed to immediately go after the maknaes, not skip around and bother one another! But, apparently Heechul had his own plot, and Yesung had no choice but to follow along, "I guess I choose... dare?"
That was a mistake.
Heechul's grin widened and he gave a small, somewhat victorious, chuckle. He'd been hoping that Yesung would say that, "Jongwoon, give your umma a kiss~" He teased, pointing to their leader. Jungsu's eyes widened in complete surprise. What the hell was going on?! Wasn't the kiss dare supposed to be saved for Kyuhyun or Ryeowook?!
"WHAT?!" Yesung practically shouted the word, a somewhat disgusted frown refusing to leave him.
"You heard me. Kiss Jungsu-hyung~" The man's words came out as a song as he mischievously grabbed the younger by the shoulders and pushed him closer to the man beside him, "And not some lame quick kiss either. 5 seconds, at least." He insisted, standing to tower menacingly above the two sitting figures with his hands on his hips. Prodding, he jabbed Yesung's side a few times with his foot, growing impatient.
Jungsu and Jongwoon stare at each other for a moment before looking back up at the man who was forcing them to do this. That agog look still lingered in his sparkling eyes.
"Sorry about this, hyung..." The younger murmured, using