CHAPTER 37: The Super Show

 

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The three months flew by fast and quiet; there were no scandals, no news, it's like everyone just shut up about their wedding which for some time Youngmi hoped would happen and now it was.

Heechul would be free next month: April. After that he's just gonna have to do one more show and it would be their day. Despite his assurances that he would make it to May 8, alive, healthy and no bags under his eyes, she still had doubts. Ofcourse, even so... anything could happen right?

So she inserted it on her schedule to check the weather for May 8 in advance so as to not cause any delay.

The day was March 5 and Heechul had not sent her a text at all, just one and that was when they touched ground and for the days up to today, nothing. Ofcourse, she understood because usually concert practice took up his time and he usually left his phone at the hotel during concerts. She learned this from Leeteuk.

On the other hand, Hangeng was going to be returning on May 5th and would be staying until the 9th of May, the day after their wedding.

“Youngmi”

Hyunjung snapped her fingers infront of her sister's face bringing her back to reality. The doctor looked around, she then remembered that they were having family lunch at a restaurant since her sister would be leaving tomorrow for work and won't be back until the last week of April.

“Sorry?”

“I said: have you already fitted you gown?”

Youngmi nodded her head at her mother's question. The lady smiled and took a sip of her strawberry shake.

“Aigo, umma she fitted her gown for the 5th time already, it fits, don't worry”

Hyunjung said; Youngmi poked her food. To be quite honest she was rather tired these days. She was still a regular doctor after all.

“Whatever happened to the saying: you can't wear your gown before the wedding?”

Youngmi asked, smiling a bit. Mrs. Nam chuckled and looked up from her plate

“Dear, that's nonsense; you should feel more sorry if it doesn't fit you on your wedding day”

Hyunjung chuckled; it was nice to eat like this. Ever since the engagement party, she and Hyunjung have been talking again but what's more shocking than that was the fact that Youngmi received a letter a month later from Hye Rin and found out that she got discharged without her consent but that of Dr. Yang's, she also said that she was going to leave some place that she didn't want to mention.

Things went quite smoothly for the past few months. Very smooth. But... too smooth for her liking.

“Why do I feel like something is about to go wrong?”

she groaned, putting down her chopsticks and drank up her water in hopes to swallow the uneasy feeling on her chest.

“You think too much, you should get some rest when we get home, look at those bags under your eyes!”

Her umma pointed out; she sighed and nodded her head. Maybe it was just the exhaustion. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen Heechul so much in the past few months, whenever he was in Korea, rest consumed his time while she was too busy with hospital matters so all they ever had was calls and texts. They didn't need to see Haera much often too since they left her with the remaining few details.

And in all honesty, she missed him.

“I have to go to the bathroom”

She excused herself, grabbing her phone with her and made her way to the said room. As soon as she got there, she found an empty stall and called Heechul. It was costly but she didn't care; she looked at the time on her watch hoping that he's in his hotel room or if not, that he brought his phone with him.

His ring back tone began to sing to her ear; she bit her lower lip and crossed her fingers.

“Please pick up...”

she almost sounded like she was pleading. Unfortunately, the ringing ended and it got replaced by the voice saying the person was currently unreachable and then followed by the beeping sound.

Youngmi puffed out a sigh, tears b on her eyes.

She was tired, no... she was exhausted and stressed out from work and the wedding; Heechul was busy, she felt alone, they didn't talk much when he called and to add that she's been bombarded with so many patients because people were not being careful.

All she needed right now was some comfort and as much as she didn't want to be sappy and melodramatic, she only wanted that comfort from Heechul.

She typed a message, quickly wiped away her tears and exited the stall. She looked at the mirror making sure that no one would suspect anything and then went out of the bathroom.

She read about this when she was still in the university during a random psychology class that her mother insisted she take; Emotional exhaustion is a chronic state of physical and emotional depletion that results from excessive job and/or professional demands and continuous stress.

Meanwhile, elsewhere... Heechul was busy perfecting the show with the others. They had been there since yesterday and the show was going to start in a few hours; he left his phone inside his dressing room and hadn't touched it ever since they got to the venue, let alone the past few days since they landed in Shanghai.

Three more shows in Taipei and he can finally spend a nice April with Youngmi. They both haven't talked personally when he got back to Korea because she was always busy with work but he tried his best to understand, his schedules got the best of him too.

“I need a break”

Heechul said, coming down from the stage to make his way to the room where the bags were placed; he saw the door with the name Super Junior and entered; he walked to his bag and took out his phone, there were a lot of messages and one of them was from Youngmi.

He also saw the missed call.

“Aigo ~”

he smiled when he read her text:

Oppa, come home soon. Do well in Shanghai. I miss you, oppa.

- Youngmi

he felt himself snigger and fluster. The door opened and Leeteuk came in, he saw his giddy donsaeng

“What's up?”

Heechul typed up a reply and turned to his hyung; smugly smiling as he put his phone back in his bag and walked past Leeteuk

“Youngmi, right?”

Heechul sighed and put an arm around Leeteuk

“Teukie-hyung, one day you will get married and your yeobo will text you that she misses you and although it sounds sappy, you will smile”

He patted his hyung's cheek playfully then went out of the door.

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Super Show 3 kicked off; it was fun. Fans chanted and screamed their hearts out as the boys gave their one hundred percent. They danced, they sang and poured their hearts out for the blue sea that filled the arena.

The energy was great and Heechul was playing along with the members on stage. However somewhere within the great fun and adrenaline, there was something he nor anyone did expect.

They were singing: Way for Love.

He made his way back to the main stage after spotting a stuffed toy that looked like his Twitter DP. He chuckled and picked it up, turned around and sang a line in the song, he one last glance at the toy and walked to the side to toss it to the sea of fans when something hard hit his face.

“Ow...”

he winced; it hurt. He looked down and put his hand to his face where he was hit. He could feel tears b on his eyes and blurring his vision, it hurt that much. He put his mic away and began to walk off, he needed to get backstage.

One of the staff saw him and inspected his face but because it was dark, they couldn't see well. Their manager approached Heechul, bringing a flashlight and shone it to his face.

“I think I got hit by a board, hyung”

he told his manager; the staff took a look as he removed his hand away from his face.

“There's a scratch, come on let's get it checked”

the staff began to lead him to the back where the changing rooms were; meanwhile in the Twitter world, people were beginning to buzz.

“Just a scratch and it hurts this much? Aish... my eye hurts too”

he walked off with the staff and the manager.

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“Are you sure you're okay?”

“I'm fine Sangchu-ssi, really it's just a scratch; it's sort of manly to look at, having a scar in the face in all”

he forced a chuckle and drank up a bottle of water

“Tsk, your fans are really worried you know”

“Eh ~ tell them not to worry; I just hope I don't get thrown things with again”

he laughed; Sangchu smiled on the other line.

“Araso, I'm glad you're fine; I hope that doesn't leave a scar”

he teased

“Yah, don't be like that... anyway, I have to go now; take care, annyeong”

“Deh, annyeong”

he puffed out a sigh and looked at himself in the mirror of the bathroom. He walked out, turning off the lights and lied down on the bed to get some rest; the door opened and his room mate Leeteuk came in.

“Hey, feeling better?”

Heechul puffed up his cheeks and puffed out the air.

“It's just a scratch, hyung...”

“Has Youngmi-ssi called?”

He nodded his head sideways and let out a yawn. He was sort of hoping she wouldn't call and if ever she did, he hopes it won't be about the incident; Heechul hauled the sheets over his head and pulled the extra pillow close, hugging it.

“I'm going to sleep, hyung”

He heard Leeteuk zip a bag and then head for the door

“Alright, I'll be back later... I'll just put the kids to sleep”

Heechul chuckled as did Leeteuk and moments later he heard the door close. He slowly closed his eyes but as he was about to do so, his phone began to ring. He reached for it on the other side of the bed and found that it was Youngmi calling; with a quiet sigh he answered not even saying hello

“You heard?”

“Yeah, just a scratch?”

he smiled, atleast she wasn't lashing out. Who was he kidding? The girl's a doctor, she's seen worst. This is probably nothing to her.

“Just a scratch”

He heard her sigh on the other line.

“I knew something bad was gonna happen...”

“You did? Why didn't you tell me then?”

“You didn't answer your phone when I called, oppa”

She sounded so tired. Even more tired than him.

“Is my jagiya tired?”

He cooed, rubbing his other eye. Youngmi was fairly quiet on the other line; Heechul waited for a reply

“Oppa...”

he smiled; she rarely called him that plus she sounded so adorable too. Like a little girl looking at him with cute eyes.

“Deh?”

“Can I sleep over tomorrow?”

“Waeyo?”

he asked innocently as if he didn't know just to hear it from her; he quietly sniggered as he turned to his side and hugged the pillow tightly like a kid.

“I just... I just want to, can I?”

Unfortunately, she didn't say it. Heechul pouted, sleep soon knocked on his door as he let out a quiet yawn.

“Alright, fine... I'm going to sleep now, make sure you put on a face mask, it helps oily skin”

“My skin is not oily!”

“Yes it is, if you want fair skin like mine you must follow my ways! Anyway, going to sleep now!”

“Aish, oppa babo ya!”

His face turned serious

“What did you call me?”

“HEECHUL BABO YA!”

he shot up from bed, sleep leaving his mind and he began to yell

“YAH! Nam Youngmi! Who taught you to say such words?! I demand to know! Do you not know that I ranked high in my class?! AISH! You're luck you're my fiancee and that oppa loves you otherwise I would get really mad!”

A soft chuckle came from her

“Saranghaeyo babo-oppa ~ mehrong!”

“Youngmi -”

he was cut off when the other line went dead. He breathed out a sigh and glared at his phone;

“SHARK WOMAN! Her and her PMSing...”

he grumbled, lying back down and hauling the covers over his head.

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The boys came back the following day; Heechul was photographed as he exited Incheon airport. So many were worried about him but he insisted that he was fine and tweeted about it too. Night eventually settled in and the boys were in the dorms resting; Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun & Sungmin were having a LAN party in the living room and the table was flooded with wires connected to their laptops.

Heechul sat down on the empty chair next to Kyuhyun, a bottle of aloe vera juice in his hand as he watched the magnae play. He was originally invited to play but he declined.

“Yah!”

Kyuhyun yelled; Eunhyuk had brought a tower of Kyuhyun's side down to the ground and Heechul couldn't help but laugh at the magnae's loss. It's not everyday you see Kyuhyun lose, more over if it's Eunhyuk who defeats him.

“VENGEANCE!”

Kyuhyun growled; Sungmin was keeping up with the game too.

DING DONG

“Noona's here!”

Ryeowook sang, excitedly running to the door and opened it. Sure enough, there stood Youngmi and not only that, she brought food as promised too.

“Good evening ~”

she greeted the boys as she came to the living room; Heechul got up from the chair and walked over to her.

“Jagiya ~”

he sang, pressing his lips onto her forehead. Youngmi's face playfully scrunched.

“Hey noona ~”

The three kids said, not even looking away from their screens. Ryeowook took the food she brought to the kitchen to prepare it for dinner; Leeteuk entered the living room and greeted Youngmi, ruffling her hair making her giggle like a kid.

“You never giggle like that for me”

Heechul said, his brows knitting together and he looked at her with a playfully hurt expression.

“You always insult me”

she bluntly states; Heechul gasped dramatically

“I would never!”

“Noona ~”

Came Donghae's voice as he came running, his arms wide open. However, before he could wrap Youngmi in a hug, Heechul stepped in between and held his hand out, grabbing Donghae's face.

“Not so fast kid, keep your erted hands off of my wife”

Youngmi rolled her eyes at Heechul. Donghae stepped back, went around and tried to do so again but Heechul kept blocking his way.

“But hyung you're not married yet!”

He whined as he continued to go around; all of a sudden, two arms wrapped behind Youngmi and twirled her around making her laugh; stress relievers. Looks like Heechul's not the only one who can relieve her stress.

“Got her!”

Siwon said, Donghae hurriedly ran and the two locked her in a hug. Heechul hit the back of their necks and their foreheads bumped making them release Youngmi. She couldn't help but smile at how Heechul was so affectionate today.

“Oppa, I brought you a gift”

She said; Heechul turned to her with twinkling eyes. She reached into her bag and took out a small carton, inside there was a container of ointment. He raised a brow and asked

“What's that?”

“It's for your wound, other than the healing factors it also makes sure there are no scars left during the healing process”

Heechul took the carton and smiled down at her

“Yeobo, you're so sweet ~”

She felt her cheeks fluster; Heechul was going overboard. Too much. All of a sudden, someone began to sing the words 'dan, dan, dan' to the tune of Close to you.

“Dan, dan, dan, dana, danana ~”

and when they both turned there stood Siwon, Leeteuk, Shindong & Donghae in a straight line. Youngmi couldn't help but laugh while Heechul smirked;

“I know you're all jealous of me getting married ~”

He teased his hyungs sticking his tongue out and then posed. a minute later, Ryeowook called for dinner.

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Heechul was watching his drama replays on his laptop; Youngmi had just gotten out of the bathroom wearing an oversized black shirt, a pair of shorts and her hair tied in a messy bun. Heechul was sprawled on his chest on the bed, a pillow to support his chin as his laptop was infront of him.

“Heechul, don't let your eyes get too close on the screen, it's bad”

She told him, Heechul sighed and hauled himself up. He leaned back against the headboard of his bed while she hung the damp towel on the back rest of his computer chair and freed her hair, letting it fall. She took her brush out of her bag and began to brush her hair;

“Youngmi-ah”

He called her; she looked at him through the mirror and saw him take quick glances at her

“Hm?”

“I'll brush you hair”

she raised a brow at him and suppressed a chuckle

“Bwo?”

“Come on! Don't protest! I'm being nice”

He said and patted the space infront of him as he folded his legs. Youngmi turned around and walked to the bed, sitting down infront of Heechul and folded her legs too as she handed him the brush and he began to untangle the ends first but ofcourse he was still watching his drama and seeing as though she could do nothing else, she decided to join him.

Some time later, she began to feel sleepy and let out a quiet yawn. She had this weird liking for someone playing with her hair and she'd feel sleepy; suddenly, she remembered the cream for Heechul's scratch

“Oppa, did you put some cream on your scratch already?”

Heechul smirked playfully

“You should really call me oppa more often; no, not yet”

she turned around and he stopped brushing, he looked at her

“Eh? Why not, come on I'll put it for you... where is it?”

“In my drawer, on the center”

she hopped out of the bed and opened his drawer and took out the tube of cream then went back to Heechul. She folded her other leg while the other one dangled on the side edge of the bed; Heechul kept looking at her but she didn't seem to notice. She reached her hand to his face and carefully took off the band aid.

Heechul winced and hissed, acting.

“Mianhe”

Youngmi quickly said and then successfully took off the band aid. She took off the tube's cap and put a little amount on her forefinger. A small smile played along his lips but he pursed his lips together to keep himself from grinning. She looked adorable when she was concentrating.

She placed the little amount of cream onto the wound and again he pretended to wince in pain but this time she didn't apologize

“Bear with it, you big baby”

Heechul scoffed but she kept a poker face on as she gently spread the cream onto the rest of the wound.

“You know...”

she began to speak, squirting another amount onto her finger and with her pinky she pushed Heechul's head to the side a bit.

“What?”

He asked and felt the cold cream on his wound again

“I was really worried when I heard; Hongki was the one who told me... he called me and said: Noona! Noona! It's hyung!”

he sniggered a bit at her imitation of how Hongki did it. He sounded panicky.

“And I felt my heart beating really fast and I told him to calm down and tell me and he said: Hyung! He got hit by a billboard! and my eyes went wide and I screamed: A billboard?!”

Heechul couldn't help but laugh as she continued to rub the cream. Afterwards, she reached for the towel to clean her finger and closed the tube with the cap.

“And he must've realized his mistakes and said: I meant a fan board! Hyung got hit by a fanboard... I sighed in relief, if it was a billboard then you'd be dead so I asked him if you were alright and he said you got injured and my heart began to beat fast again; lots of things were running through my mind...”

Heechul continued to look at her, his eyes following her as she got up and placed the tube of cream back inside his drawer and sat back down infront of him in her same previous position.

“I was thinking things like what if the pointed edge of the board hit his eye or if the board was hard and hit your jaw... I was really worried then Hongki told me it was just a scratch on your face and I couldn't be more relieved... aish, that kid”

by now, he completely ignored the video playing on his laptop. He pouted.

“But it still hurts, jagiya ~”

she poked both of his cheeks with both of her fingers

“But it beats seeing you in a hospital bed ~”

Heechul smiled. He grabbed her hands and made them cup his cheeks.

“We should do this more often jagiya”

“If you would stop being so mean and insult me then maybe we could”

Admittedly, Heechul was adorable when he wanted to be especially when he feels affectionate. Youngmi had already forgotten all her stress the moment she stepped through the dorm's door. Heechul cupped her cheeks with his hands and smiled;

“Jagiya ~ you never give oppa kisses”

he pouted cutely as her hands fell from his cheeks and onto the bed.

“You are unbelievable Kim Heechul”

Heechul's brows knitted together and he pouted some more. His hands were so soft, it made her eyes drowsy; thus her lids went heavy and it only made her more adorable in Heechul's eyes.

“We rarely do skinship oppa”

Heechul giggled like a little girl

“Your aegyo has really improved, you can beat Sungmin now but don't show anyone else, okay? Only oppa”

Youngmi nodded her head; she didn't want to exchange sharp words and comments with him right now, all she needed was some hugs, soothing and sweet words. She can have a sharp tongue battle with him tomorrow and heck if he wanted, Kyuhyun can be the referee but for now, she needed a stress reliever.

“Deh ~ oppa, I'm getting sleepy”

“Aish ~ don't get sleepy yet, oppa wants skinship”

Youngmi giggled and Heechul smiled; she closed her eyes as one of his hands moved from the cheek to her neck. Heechul bit his lip, trying to hide away the big smiling that was creeping up then slowly he leaned in, closing his eyes and the distance between them both slowly decreased. A small smile came on Youngmi's face.

Heechul felt his lips against hers and he had never felt his heart beat so fast yet be so calm at the same time. It seemed like kissing rarely made their kisses special;

CLICK

“Heechul-hyung, we're going to -”

Siwon's eyes widened at what he saw; though Youngmi's back was faced to him and Heechul's face cannot be really seen, it was clear what they were doing. The couples eyes shot wide open and they quickly pulled away, Youngmi turned and they both saw Siwon standing, his hand gripping the door knob, his face shocked and flustered;

“Ever heard of knocking?! Aish! What do you want?!”

Heechul asked, face flustered but obviously annoyed too at the ruined moment; Youngmi clasped her hands over her lips and turned her back to Siwon to hide her face. Siwon was at a loss for words but he tried to msuter up some as much as he could, still not over the shock

“I-I... We were going to invite you guys if you want to watch a movie with us but...”

Siwon bowed began to close the door

“Mianhe!”

the door closed and Heechul and Youngmi exchanged looks, a second or so later a knock came

“What?!”

Heechul yelled and from the other side, he heard snigger and Leeteuk yelling

“Don't get carried away! Kissing is fine but no honeymoon yet!”

Youngmi's face flustered even more; Heechul got up and walked to his door then locked it. He turned around and saw that Youngmi had climbed under the covers; he began to stomp his feet

“Jagiya! Don't sleep on oppa yet!”

Heechul took his laptop and shut it off before climbing under the covers aswell. As soon as he did, he felt Youngmi's arms wiggle their way around his waist and he pulled her close.

“I'm tired, oppa”

“If you sleep on me, I'll you”

Youngmi looked up at him and met his eyes, she knitted her brows together.

“I'll knee you where the sun doesn't shine if you say that again”

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(A/N: YOU GUYS ASKED FOR IT ~ THIS IS THE BEST I COULD COME UP WITH :3)