“Sungmin and I are really different. Our personalities contrast; Even our taste in music.”

 

“I am more of a manly straight-forward kind of man; Min is more delicate and feminine.”

 

“That’s why it is quite awkward between me and Sungmin sometimes.”

 

Yesung’s words still echoed in Sungmin’s head, even though they were uttered in the morning, and everyone had already forgotten about it by the night. Sungmin tried to get those words out, but to no avail. He drank the soju in his cup till the last drip, wiping his mouth with his sleeve and stared around the room. All the members were giggling and laughing, none of them in a clear state of mind. Drinking soju at night to relax after a long day of work wasn’t exactly a form of relaxation, as Sungmin watched the Eunhae couple dancing on the table. 

 

Sungmin couldn’t help but turned to face Yesung who was sitting beside him, and he immediately regretted doing so. Yesung had his arm slung around Ryeowook, and both of them were swaying to the music blasted loudly in the living room. Ryeowook was cute and feminine like him, but Yesung was never awkward around him. In fact, they were so comfortable with each other, thus forming the Yewook couple.

 

They were not really together. But Sungmin doesn’t see the difference as they were still very close. Closer than Sungmin with Yesung that is.

 

Slowly, one by one the members collapsed into deep slumber. Shindong, Kangin, Heechul were sprawled on the ground. Eunhyuk and Donghae had occupied the table while Leeteuk, Kyuhyun and Kibum took up the couch. Siwon was the only one who managed to make it to his bedroom, half drunken and half asleep. Sungmin, Ryeowook and Yesung lay on the other couch; Sungmin was sleeping as far as possible away from Yesung, who had his head on Ryeowook’s shoulder.

 

“ERGH…” Heechul groaned as he stumbled to sit up on the floor, and stretched his arms. It was 4am in the morning. Standing up, he stared around the room. Heechul was more sober now, after sleeping for a few hours, although in an uncomfortable position. His eyes sparkled as he noticed the bunny snoring cutely on the couch, and Yesung who had moved from his sleeping position, was now lying on Sungmin’s lap.

 

Heechul smirked.

 

“OKAY EVERYONE UP UP UP!!” Leeteuk’s voice boomed across the whole dorm. Sungmin rubbed his eyes.

 

Weird. He can’t seem to move his left hand.

 

Sungmin blinked and looked down. Yesung snuggled on his lap, not giving a damn about Leeteuk’s wake up call. Sungmin blinked again. He stared at his left hand.

 

He was holding hands with Yesung.

 

Their fingers were crossed with each other, the way couple’s would hold their hand intimately. Sungmin blushed at the thought.

 

No. Sungmin couldn’t. He shouldn’t. Not when he knows Yesung doesn’t love him. He will only hurt him more, and most importantly, he would be hurting himself.

 

Shaking away the thoughts, Sungmin tried to pry his hand away from Yesung’s. But… he couldn’t. As in literally. He couldn’t.

 

They were stuck together.

 

“KYAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Sungmin’s scream pierced through the rooms in the dorms, and woke the hell out of all the sleeping members who had ignored Leeteuk’s shout, which the leader was silently glad for. Donghae yelled and ran into the room, not caring about what the commotion was about, cursing under his breath, “Damn people still want to freaking sleep…”

 

“Wha-“ Yesung sat up immediately after almost becoming deaf from hearing Sungmin’s cry. Yesung felt himself get pulled up from the couch, his left hand lifted in the air, and to his horror as he looked up, he was holding on to Sungmin’s hand.

 

“WHO DID THIS?!” Sungmin shrieked. Lifting his arm, Yesung’s obviously following suite. The members stared in horror at what they saw. Ryeowook let out a squeak and Kyuhyun fell off the sofa onto the floor with a thud.

 

“WHAT THE HELL?!” Heechul shouted as he stomped out of his bedroom into the living room. As he spotted Sungmin and Yesung standing with their hands held together, he grinned.

 

“FREAKING HELL!!!! WHO DID THIS?!?!” Sungmin demanded to know. He turned furiously to face Heechul who was leaning against the wall. Heechul grinned even wider, and pointed at the dining table. Sungmin turned at spotted that innocent item that stood alone on the table.

 

A super glue bottle.

 

 “NO… no you didn’t Heechul.” Shindong slapped his hand to his forehead. Eunhyuk gasped. Ryeowook squeaked again, in a higher tone this time. Kibum rolled his eyes. Kangin tried to hold Leeteuk back who was about to rush towards Yesung and Sungmin to examine their hands.

 

“YOU!!!!!!” Sungmin lunged forward, but was leashed by his hand to Yesung’s who stood rooted the ground, still stunned and slowly absorbing what just happened.

 

Ryeowook walked towards the dining table and picked up the glue bottle to read the labels. “Damn. The only solution to get this stuff off is some cleansing solution from the company who made this.”

 

“WHAT?!?!” Now Yesung was shouting with Sungmin. Heechul laughed and now both the rabbit and the turtle lunged forward. Fortunately, Heechul darted the attack in time and ran back into his room.

 

“You guys stay here. Kangin, Ryeowook and I will head out to find that solution. You guys should thank us that we don’t have schedule today.” Leeteuk grabbed his keys and headed out of the door, Ryeowook and Kangin following behind. Sungmin was silently glad that both Yesung and he did not have schedules too, or he really will not know how to walk out of the door holding someone’s hand in a loving manner.

 

“Show’s over. I’m out.” Kibum stated and headed towards his room. Kyuhyun took out his game device and started on his game again. Shindong stared at Sungmin, giving him a look that told him “You still have to make breakfast you know.”

 

Sungmin cursed and headed into the kitchen, opening the fridge and fishing out eggs and bacon to start breakfast. So even after this incident had happened, nobody gives a damn. Nobody cared that beside him stood a little turtle who looked dumbfounded not know what to do.

 

“Help me with breakfast, would you?” Sungmin snapped, “Why must it be me stuck to you…” Sungmin mumbled quietly, but it wasn’t soft enough to escape Yesung’s ears. Yesung stared at Sungmin, who had a serious face on. He can’t understand why he was so mad. Yesung didn’t feel anything negative about the situation, he thought as he stared down at the hand that held onto Sungmin’s.

 

In fact, It is kinda nice this way.

 

But Sungmin’s serious face couldn’t hold out long. Cooking was forever Sungmin’s hobby; soon he was smiling and preparing breakfast. Although he only had one hand to cook, he was able to fry the bacon while Yesung broke the egg in a bowl, preparing it for Sungmin later to cook.

 

“HEY! WHERE’S MINE?!” Heechul retorted, as he stared down at his empty plate. Sungmin gave him an obvious glare, lifting up his arm again to show what he had done to them. Heechul pouted and snatched one of Siwon’s bacon, receiving a reprimand for his rude behaviour.

 

“Why am I the one?” Sungmin mumbled again. Yesung was getting frustrated. Was being with him really that bad?!

 

“Erm hyung… what do you want to do now?” Sungmin looked at Yesung. Yesung shrugged. Sungmin sighed. “Fine. Then let’s go to my room. I want to read a book.”

 

Yesung flipped the pages of the novel he took from Sungmin’s shelf. He peered at his dongsaeng, who was reading his own book intently. Sungmin eyes were wide open as he read each page, his mouth slightly opened. It was too cute for words, and Yesung couldn’t help but stare. He looked down at the pair of hands that were glued together. He could feel the warmth from Sungmin’s hand.

 

And it felt good.

 

Yesung did not know why, but he squeezed Sungmin’s hand, trying to, if it was even possible, hold onto Sungmin hand tighter than before. Sungmin looked up from the book, and stared down at his hand. He didn’t dare to look up at Yesung’s eyes, although he could feel the watching him.

 

Sungmin wriggled his hand in Yesung’s clutches, trying to make Yesung loosen his grip on him. Yesung was hurt. Did Sungmin not like his touch?

 

“Min…” Yesung spoke.

 

“Is it really that bad to be stuck with me?” Yesung finally questioned. Sungmin didn’t reply. He didn’t want to. He didn’t want to tell Yesung that the reason why he did not want to be stucked with him was because he did not want his feelings to grow any stronger. He can’t tell Yesung that.

 

The silence was eating both the men alive, and just as Yesung was about to open his mouth to question again, Donghae came bursting into the room. “HYUNG CAN I BORROW-“ Donghae did not finish his sentence as he stared down at the two men, his eyes moving towards their hands.

 

“Heechul did it. Blame him.” Sungmin quickly replied, holding up his hand and showing off that it was stuck to Yesung’s.

 

“AWWW HEECHUL!!! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO STICK YESUNG AND SUNGMIN’S HAND TOGETHER?! WASN’T YESUNG SUPPOSE TO BE STUCK TO RYEOWOOK?!” Donghae whined as he ran out of the room.

 

Yesung immediately turned to Sungmin, to see his reaction to Donghae’s words. Sungmin was silent. Too silent. He flipped another page of his novel, pretending that he did not hear a single word uttered by Donghae. Yesung turned back to his book. But he couldn’t concentrate.

 

He felt something when he saw Sungmin’s reaction. It was… disappointment. He was disappointed that Sungmin did not seem to take Donghae’s words to heart.

 

Yesung never did loosen his grip on Sungmin.

 

Sungmin sighed as the wind blew against his face. He had pulled Yesung out to the balcony, and they were enjoying the breeze and also gazing at the clouds in the sky. Yesung gazed at Sungmin’s relaxed expression, and couldn’t help but smile.

 

“Hyung…” Sungmin said as he took another deep breath of air. “Do you know why I love the sky so much?”

 

“Why?” Yesung asked, as he looked out into the sky, trying to find a turtle-shaped cloud.

 

“Because it represents everything in life. The Sun represents happiness, the moon represents beauty. The clouds represent freedom, and the stars represent the people around you. The rain represents sadness, and the thunder represents bitterness. And yet at the end of it all, there will always be a rainbow.” Yesung gazed at Sungmin as those words left him.

 

“I always wanted to gaze at the sky with the person I love…” Sungmin smiled as he swiped his fringe to the side. “Someone I love…” Sungmin repeated those words, at a softer volume.

 

“HEY FINALLY WE ARE BACK!! WE FOUND THE REMOVAL SOLUTION!!” Kangin’s booming voice sounded the dorm and Sungmin immediately perked up and rushed towards the living room, dragging Yesung along with him.

 

“You found it?!? Thanks so much hyung!!” Sungmin squealed as he grabbed the bottle and started reading the instructions.

 

“You better be. We had to drive into god knows how many shopping malls and shops just to find this stupid bottle.” Kangin emphasized as he sat beside Ryeowook who had collapsed on the sofa panting heavily. Leeteuk just looked dead.

Sungmin nodded his head enthusiastically, and headed to the kitchen, once again pulling Yesung along with him to prepare the things they need.

 

Yesung did not smile at all.

 

After applying the solution for half a hour, Sungmin and Yesung had placed their glued hands in a pail of water, as they waited for the glue to wear off. Sungmin looked impatient, as he was tapping the table with his free hand.

 

“Is it really that bad to be stuck with me?” Yesung repeated his question again. Sungmin paused his tapping on the table. Yesung once again had no reply. Getting angry, Yesung repeated his question. “Is it really that bad to be stuck with me?!”

 

Sungmin could feel the glue wearing off, and decided he should just confess. And once the glue wears off he can run away. From Yesung. From everything.

 

“Hyung… don’t you feel awkward being stuck to me?”

 

“What? Why do you say t-“

 

“I mean, it is like what you said right? We are so different. Even in our taste of music. That’s why things are so awkward between us.”

 

“No I didn’t mean it tha-“

 

“And like what Donghae said. Ryeowook should be the one stuck to you, not me. Heechul must have been to drunk, thus ending up gluing our hands together instead of yours and Ryeowook’s.”

 

“Sungmin-“

 

“I love you hyung…” Sungmin confessed. The glue was completely gone anytime soon. Yesung stared up into Sungmin’s eyes, too shocked for words after hearing the sudden confession.

 

Indeed, it was really unexpected. Not that Yesung mind at all.

 

“But I know we can never be together. So why be so close and intimate? If we keep our distance, my feelings for you will be long gone and soon things return to as if nothing had happened. So let’s just keep out of each other’s way yeah?” Sungmin choked out.

 

Finally, the glue wore off.

 

Sungmin stood up immediately and wanted to take off. But he couldn’t pull his hand away. And this time, it wasn’t the glue holding him back. It was Yesung.

 

Sungmin stared at the man. Feeling his eyes starting to form tears, he wriggled his hand out of Yesung’s grip, and ran out of the living room within a blink of an eye. The sudden loss of warmth to Yesung’s hand caused Yesung to stiffen. He had missed the warmth from Sungmin’s hand the moment he pulled away.

 

Staring at his palm, now free from the glue, Yesung wished that he was still holding Sungmin’s hand again.

 

As Sungmin fell to the ground once he stepped into his bedroom, clutching his chest he cried out softly.

 

“It hurts… It still hurts so bad…”

 

And the turtle’s heart was also already in pieces.

 

The crowd cheered and screamed as Super Junior got on stage to perform “No Other”. As they sang, Yesung had subconsciously held on to Sungmin’s hand. Sungmin was stunned, but immediately pulled away and pointed to Ryeowook, reminding him the couple pairing he was supposed to be in. Yesung watched as Sungmin scurried away.

 

Yesung controlled himself. He controlled the urge of pulling Sungmin into his arms.

 

Making his way slowly towards the Maknae, Yesung held onto Ryeowook’s hand, and there was an uproar of cheers for the pairing. Yesung couldn’t help but feel Ryeowook’s touch was different. In fact, they were too different from Sungmin’s. Yes, they were both warm and they have silky skin…

 

But Yesung loved the warmth from Sungmin. And only Sungmin.

 

He peered over at the Kyumin couple, and noticed Kyuhyun grabbing the rabbit, holding him by the hand and running across the stage. Yesung stared after them, and couldn’t help but feel boiling anger rising up in him.

 

Correction, it was jealousy.

 

Sungmin’s hand can only be held by Yesung, and Yesung alone.

 

“HOME SWEET HOME~” Eunhyuk announced as he yawned and immediately headed to his room. The other members were too tired to cause any commotion after reaching back to the dorm, thus one by one they headed towards either their room, or the kitchen for Shindong that is.

 

“Min.” Sungmin turned as he heard his name being called. His eyes half opened, he could see Yesung standing in front of him. Taking a few steps backwards, trying to keep a distance between them. Sungmin finally replied, “Yeah?”

 

“Give me your hand.”

 

“Why mu-“

 

“Give. Me. Your. Hand.” Sungmin didn’t dare to question Yesung anymore. He lifted his hand and placed it on Yesung’s opened palm. Yesung immediately took out a bottle and started squeezing out the liquid inside on Sungmin’s palm.

 

“WAIT WHAT ARE YOU-“

 

And before Sungmin could finish his sentence, he knew what it was. Yesung crossed his fingers with Sungmin and held onto his hand, and the next moment Sungmin tried to pry open Yesung’s hand, but it was stuck.

 

Glue.

 

“Wh- why did you do that for?!” Sungmin yelled as he tried to pull his hand away, but to no avail.

 

“Sungmin… no one is allowed to hold your hand. No one else except me.” Yesung said firmly.

 

“Wha… Who are you to command me around?!” Sungmin retorted, trying his best to wrench his hand from Yesung’s. Stupid glue…

 

Yesung did not answer. Instead, he acted on his words. Tugging on Sungmin’s arm, he pulled Sungmin flush against himself, and planted a kiss on the rabbit’s lips. Sungmin stared wide- eyed as Yesung pulled back, using his free hand to caress his cheek.

 

“I love you… so don’t ever let go of my hand.” Yesung confessed, his face turning red, a mirror image of Sungmin’s face expression.

 

“No matter what.” Yesung continued, pressing his forehead against Sungmin’s.

 

“Oh no.” Both men turned towards the voice. Outside Yesung and Ryeowook’s shared room stood the eternal Maknae, who had his arms crossed, and his eyes glaring at the glued hands of Sungmin and Yesung. “Oh no no no no NO!”

 

“NO WAY am I going to go out and help you guys find that freaking solution again to get rid of the glue!” Ryeowook waved his hand in the air, walking back into the bedroom, but turning back towards Yesung and Sungmin just as he was about to slam the door close.

 

Ryeowook pointed a finger at the couple.

 

“NO WAY!”

 

 

~fin~

 

 

A/N: Yay done :D Do comment on the fic please!~ it is one of my yemin fics that i am proud about :P