~ 1 ~

“Here!” Kyuhyun exclaims, and shoves several loose sheets of paper at Leeteuk. He drops one and Leeteuk bends down to pick it up, and notices it’s covered in messy Hangul.

“What’s this?” he asks.

“I wrote a song!” Kyuhyun squeals.

Leeteuk gives Kyuhyun his best adoring and motherly smile. “Oh, did you? I’m so proud of you!”

“It’s a love song!” Kyuhyun continues, and Leeteuk mentally laughs, because Kyuhyun’s version of love is…well, infantile.

“Shall I read them aloud?”

Kyuhyun nods his head with excitement and Leeteuk resists the urge to hug him. Instead, he clears his throat, lifts his glasses to his eyes and begins reading.

“You glint at me and I’m attracted. I can’t help what I’m doing, I’m so attracted to you, like Siwon is to his Bible—”

“—Hey!”

“—I need you in my life. I walk over to you, slowly, ily, like I’m the hottest man in the world. I sit down next to you. ‘Hey, babe,’ I say, ‘Want to start up for me?’ Your button glows, your start-up screen is—wait. Kyuhyun, is this a song about your computer?”

~ 2 ~

Kyuhyun has been given pointers this time. Love has to be about something real.

“Shindong-hyung, Shindong-hyung!” he shouts to Shindong across the dance studio. He jumps on the spot three times and Shindong laughs openly at his antics. “I wrote a song! It’s about love this time, real love! Changmin said it was amazing when I showed him it!”

Shindong is already worried. How can it be good if Changmin likes it? He takes the notebook from Kyuhyun. The Hangul is neater this time but this doesn’t bode good news.

“Fettuccini Mississippi Mud Pie Pizza Ice Cream Bulgogi Spaghetti Bibimbap Apple Tart Kimbap—Kyuhyun, this is just a list of food.”

“Isn’t it the best song ever? It sounds awesome, let me sing it for you.” Kyuhyun opens his mouth and belts out fifty items of food.

Shindong faints from hunger.

~ 3 ~

Yesung is petting his dog when Kyuhyun knocks on his door. “Hyung, Hyung, Hyuuuung~~~,” Kyuhyun says, and if *_* could be done physically, Kyuhyun would be doing it.

“Yes, Kyuhyun?” Yesung asks.

“I wrote you a song,” Kyuhyun says. “Because you are my favourite favouritest Hyung.”

Yesung coos. “Aww, Kyuhyun, that’s so nice of you!” He gives the taller boy a hug and, when they separate, swipes his thumb over Kyuhyun’s philtrum for good measure. Kyuhyun giggles innocently and hands Yesung the paper. It’s printed out this time and the title is, “Yesung’s Philtrum”.

“Um, Kyuhyun? This is called ‘Yesung’s Philtrum’,” Yesung says, and frowns.

“Isn’t it the best idea ever?” Kyuhyun says. “You like our philtrums so I thought I’d write about yours! Please read it!”

Yesung feels honour-bound to read it. “It’s thin, pink, beautiful, it moves when you smile, when you talk. Sometimes I just want to touch it. It’s my favourite philtrum because you’re my favourite Hyung.” At this point Yesung has to stop or he’ll start to die. “It’s lovely, Kyuhyun,” he says, silently skim-reading the rest. He picks out, “Beautiful man, beautiful voice and beautiful soul” and “I want to make love to your voice in a hot tub” and has to put the paper down. “I’ll pin it up on my wall. What a lovely thought.”

Kyuhyun bounces, claps his hands together and runs away. Yesung scrunches the song immediately into a ball and throws it in the bin, and then realises what he’s done, pulls it out again and irons out the creases with three text books. Nobody can say he’s never been charitable.

~ 4 ~

Sungmin is working out when Kyuhyun shuffles up to him. “Sungmin, I wrote a song but…” Kyuhyun looks at his hands and looks a bit sad. “I…”

Sungmin climbs off the running machine, grabs his towel and slings it around his neck. “Do you want me to look at it?”

“Well, advice mostly, but—”

Sungmin interrupts him by grabbing the napkin out of his hands. In scratchy Hangul, the title reads, “An Ode to Zhou Mi”.

“Ah, I see your problem,” Sungmin says, and tries to hand it back, but Kyuhyun waves his hands frantically. Sungmin shrugs and pulls it back towards himself. “Your smile is beautiful. Your soul is perfect. I want you to—Kyuhyun, where did you learn that word?”

Kyuhyun purples, flails, and runs away, the napkin forgotten.

Sungmin snorts and decides to give it to Zhou Mi the next time he sees him. Zhou Mi probably wouldn’t object to being called a “walking God”, after all, even if all Kyuhyun wants to do is bake with him.

~ 5 ~

Kyuhyun s his fifth song at Ryeowook without so much as preamble.

“Do you want Hyung to look at your work?” Ryeowook says pleasantly, and takes the postcard from Kyuhyun, who nods even if Ryeowook isn’t his Hyung. “Let’s see,” he adds, and looks at the scrawling writing. The first few lines are bland, and then he reaches, “’I want to plunder your caverns’? Kyuhyun, honestly? Since when has that been romantic? That’s not to mention ‘You’re my pussycat forever more, I’ll your fur with you’ and ‘Hey baby, let’s play StarCraft together’. I just don’t think this is Super Junior material.” He can see Kyuhyun’s eyes water and hastens to back-peddle before he hurts Kyuhyun’s feelings too much. “But maybe you should record yourself singing it and put it on Twitter? I’m sure the fans will love it.”

Kyuhyun’s eyes light up. “Thank you, Hyung!”

Ryeowook gets in trouble later when Leeteuk calls a meeting whilst Kyuhyun is away recording. “Who gave Kyuhyun permission to record a song called, ‘I’ll stick a finger on your F5 button any day’?”

When Ryeowook lifts a tentative hand, everyone says, in unison, “How could you, Ryeowook? How could you?”

Ryeowook feels utterly ashamed.

~ 6 ~

Kyuhyun calls everyone for a meeting one day. “I’ve got it,” he says. “I know you think some of my stuff hasn’t been worthy of Super Junior, but I think this song will do the trick.” He hands Leeteuk a copy. It’s written on embossed paper with gold leaf ts. Expensive, probably, and he’s surprised to see Kyuhyun hasn’t ruined it.

“Baby, you say that I’m your angel, that you’ve never met one like me before, but I think you’re the angel. I’ve never felt better. I can’t believe I’m this lucky to have you, my dear. Your eyes shine at me. Your heart is so golden.”

“Kyuhyun, this is really good,” Sungmin says. Kyuhyun beams.

“Baby, baby, be my baby forever more. Be my angel, my one and only, until the end of time,” Leeteuk reads in English, and stops. “Wow, Kyuhyun, I never knew you had it in you. This is definitely Super Junior material.”

Kyuhyun puffs up. “I know,” he says. “Zhou Mi wrote it.”