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Kim Heechul and Han Geng and I.
For a few guilty seconds, you kissed him back. Tongues gently touching in the other's mouth, but you pulled away.
"No Hae..." You whispered, faces still touching. You couldn't look him in the eye, so you just stared at his pouty mouth.
"Why..?" He quietly asked, his arms resting comfortably on your waist, and you could hear the tearyness in his voice. And you lifted his hands off your body.
"Because Hae... we both just out of relationships, we need time to grieve, time to accept, time to move on... we can't destroy our friendship on a rebound relationship. I need you too much." You painfully whispered to him.
And he lifted your chin to face him, staring directly into your eyes. And although you could see the hurt gleaming from his eyes, he gave a small smile.
"I understand. But I can wait, until the right time comes, if it ever does." He told you, and you smiled back, pulling him in for a hug.
"I love you Hae.""
"I love you too."
The next few weeks were hard. Very hard. Hangeng and Heechul went public with their relationship, making the end of your marriage official. And the band suffered too. With the tension between Donghae and Eunhyuk not going away, and the members feeling divided about Heechul leaving you for Hangeng. Eventually, SM decided to let the band have a year off, feeling that their tension was pushing fans away. You had moved in with Donghae now, most of your clothes lived in his spare room wardrobe, only a few things remained at your old home, the home that Heechul and Hangeng shared now. You hadn't spoken to Heechul since the night you left, and you didn't want to for a long time. He hadn't asked about you, and didn't know you had moved in with Hae. He didn't care, all that mattered was that you had left. There were some nights that you and Donghae just cried in the others arms, crying over the future you had dreamed of, realizing it would never happen. Crying over failed relationships, broken promises. But then, there were some better nights. Some nights you stayed up late, talking about good times you had had, special moments, embarrassing moments.Donghae would relive a moment he had in Super Junior, when they were on tour,and you would remember a time within Super Junior too.You would stay up watching films, crying at romance films, scream at horror films and laugh at comedies. You would curl up on the sofa, stuffing your faces with popcorn and crisps.
You spent the days together, often seeing the other members, besides from Heechul and Hangeng. Together, you went out for meals, went shopping, saw films, traveled about Korean. And with the other members you would go out for dinner, chill out on the beach, and of course, there were fans everywhere you went, and you slowly gained some fame.
Some 6 months passed, and you received a letter about a divorce. Heechul had finally filled. And Donghae, being the amazing man he was, comforted you beyond anything, distracted you. And as a treat, he booked you a surprise.
"Open it!" He jumped about excitedly, ing an envelope at you. Confused, you took the envelope and smiled, eagerly opening the white envelope. And out fell two pieces of card. Curiously, you picked them up. And upon reading them, you yelled and squeaked in excitement.
"HAE! I can't believe you!" You thanked him, throwing yourself at him in a hug.
"It's no problem at all, I just wanted to treat you." He replied, hugging you back.
"Wow...it's amazing! I haven't been home in what-5 years?!" You started to cry, and he squeezed you tightly.
"I just thought it'd be nice to get away from here, and it'd be great for you to get to go home and see your parents." He soothed.
"Man, I gotta get packing!" You yelled excitedly, jumping up from his embrace.
"Me too!" He joined in, and you both made your way upstairs.
"But Hae, no shorts... this is Scotland we're talking about!"
(SORRY FOR ANOTHER QUITE SHORT CHAPTER, ONE HANDED TYPING IS STILL TAKING AGES! HOPE YOU'RE STILL ENJOYING IT THOUGH...AND FEEL FREE TO CHECK OUT MY OTHER FICS! THANKS TO ALL THE VIEWS AND SUBS:D XX)
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