TFAN, Part 13

Title: The Fight About Nothing
Author: aquariuslover
Pairing: KyuWook
Rating: R
Genre: Friendship, Love
Beta: unicornsinger


Summary: This is a completely fictional tale about the thin line between love and friendship, and how easily that line can become blurred.



TFAN Chapters



“What are you making?” Donghae asked as he sneaked up behind Sungmin, peering over his shoulder.

“Elephant ears,” Sungmin told him sarcastically as he arranged chicken wings on a pan.

“Min,” Donghae persisted.

“Barbeque chicken wings if you must know,” Sungmin said as he slid the food into the oven.

“Is there enough for me?”

“It isn’t my responsibility to keep you fed,” Sungmin told him as he turned around, removing his mittens and putting them in the drawer where they belonged.

“Please, I’m starving. Ryeowook has been really weird since he got back from his trip. Shindong asked him what was for dinner last night, and the look he gave him took ten years off Shindong’s life.”

“Really?” Sungmin questioned as he leaned back against the counter top. He was beginning to look very interested.

“He went off on all of us - even Leeteuk and Heechul - about what a mess the dorm was. I thought he and Heechul were going to have a cat fight, but at the last minute, Ryeowook apologized and went to his room,” Donghae gossiped to Sungmin, who was lapping it up like a kitten does milk.

“Kyuhyun has been all weird too…well, more so than normal. He just lies in bed looking up at the ceiling - no games or anything,” Sungmin said as he set the timer on the stove.

“Not even StarCraft?”

“Nope, he just stares up at the ceiling,” Sungmin told a very surprised Donghae.

“Kyuhyun and Ryeowook didn’t talk to each other at practice even once today. I don’t remember ever seeing them together since they got back from that trip,” Donghae pointed out as he opened the refrigerator and peered inside.

“They have been weird ever since that stupid fight, but I thought it was a good sign that they went to see Ryeowook’s grandmother together.”

“They must have had another fight,” Donghae said as he closed the refrigerator with a frown after finding nothing he could snatch to eat.

“Well there’s only one way to find out,” Sungmin said, taking Donghae’s arm and leading him toward the room he shared with Kyuhyun.

They found Kyuhyun lying on his bed just as Sungmin had described. He was fully clothed and just staring wide-eyed up at the ceiling. Sungmin and Donghae both went in and took a seat on the bed beside him.

“How are you doing?” Donghae asked concerned as he patted him on the leg gently.

“I’m fine,” Kyuhyun said, looking toward his two friends and giving them a small smile.

“Did you fight with Ryeowook again?” Sungmin demanded as he whacked Kyuhyun hard on the stomach.

Kyuhyun bolted up in bed. “No!”

“Then what is wrong with you?” Sungmin demanded to know.

“Nothing,” Kyuhyun answered, falling back to the bed, glaring at Sungmin.

“Nothing is always something with you,” Sungmin reminded him.

“That’s right,” Donghae agreed, nodding his head.

“I am perfectly fine. I’m just a little melancholy at the moment,” Kyuhyun informed them as he sighed sadly.

“Melancholy?” Donghae wondered aloud, giving Sungmin a questioning glance.

“You fought with Ryeowook again! I knew it. Only he can put you in this kind of stupor,” Sungmin said, swatting Kyuhyun’s leg this time, but not as roughly as before.

“Don’t hit,” Kyuhyun whined, rolling over on his side toward the wall facing away from them. “We didn’t fight.”

“Then why are you so sullen and quiet all of a sudden?” Sungmin interrogated further.

“I just have lots of stuff to think about,” Kyuhyun said, tapping the wall with his finger.

“I don’t care what you say; you two had to have fought. You only get like this when Ryeowook is mad at you,” Sungmin insisted again.

“Well he did get like this when he was listed as the eleventh best singer in Korean pop that time,” Donghae reminded them, giving Sungmin a knowing wink.

“That list was bullshit!” Kyuhyun sat up quickly, putting his legs over the side of the bed and sitting between them. “I mean seriously half of those people couldn’t find the right note if their life depended on it.”

“Well, of course you would say that.” Sungmin got up, rolling his eyes and sharing a look with Donghae.

“It isn’t funny. You have no idea how insulting that list was to me,” Kyuhyun said, folding his arms in frustration.

“So what did you and Ryeowook fight about?” Donghae tried to sneak the question in while Kyuhyun was distracted, hoping to get an honest answer.

“Nothing,” Kyuhyun insisted.

“So another fight about nothing, huh?” Sungmin asked. “That’s just great! How long did the last fight about nothing last?”

“We didn’t fight,” Kyuhyun continued to insist as the two older men studied him closely.

“Then why is he so different? He locks himself up in his room avoiding us? Why is he so mad?” Donghae wanted to know.

“He’s not mad. He…he just has a lot to think about. I wish I could lock myself up,” Kyuhyun told them jealously as he imagined what privacy must be like.

“Don’t you even think about it, because I will take this door off its hinges,” Sungmin warned him, and Kyuhyun knew he would.

“Back to Ryeowook. He is being mean and it totally isn’t like him. He yelled at all of us, calling us pigs. He is refusing to clean or cook for us,” Donghae explained, still sitting on the bed.

“Well, you are a bunch of pigs, if you ask me. I don’t even like going up there, due to the smell,” Sungmin told them, leaning up against the wall of the room.

“Hey, it doesn’t smell bad…it’s just how guys smell. We don’t have any girly candles burning,” Donghae said, defending the top dorm.

“Do you want some barbeque chicken or not?” Sungmin said, glaring at him.

“The candles smell really good. Can I borrow one?” Donghae asked Sungmin with a big, sweet smile, changing his tune quickly in the hopes of dinner.

Sungmin walked up to Donghae, who remained sitting on the bed, and tapped his chest. “You can have dinner - if you get him out of this room.”

“Deal!” Donghae told Sungmin as the latter walked out of the room to check on the dinner in question.

“I hope you’re not hungry,” Kyuhyun said woefully, falling back to the bed.

“Do you want to play StarCraft?” Donghae offered with a knowing grin on his face.

“No,” Kyuhyun said from his position flat on his back looking up at the ceiling.

Donghae frowned for awhile at his failure. Then, a huge smile formed on his face. “Hey, let’s go hide Yesung’s turtles!”

Kyuhyun sat up immediately. “Okay, I know just the place.”

******************

That next morning everybody sat around the table giving Sungmin the stink eye as he served them up cold cereal for breakfast.

“What? You can’t expect a ten course meal every day,” Sungmin told Kyuhyun, Eunhyuk and Yesung. Zhou Mi had been out on assignment for the last couple of days, so he was missing from the dorm.

“We only had chicken wings last night. It isn’t like it was some masterpiece of fine dining,” Kyuhyun said, playing with his cereal without taking a bite.

“Well, I guess you should have eaten the marvelous breakfast I prepared yesterday, instead of moping around all morning looking at the ceiling,” Sungmin informed him as he ate a spoonful of cereal.

“I was thinking!” Kyuhyun said, defending himself.

“Oh, I forgot you were melancholy,” Sungmin said yawning, so not impressed. “You better get to eating your cereal if you don’t want to be nauseated all morning like you were yesterday, because you took your pills on an empty stomach.”

“Well, if somebody hadn’t force fed them to me,” Kyuhyun accused.

“You have to take your medicine. Do you even know how many super germs are created by people not finishing their antibiotics? Well, I have read all about it, and you are going to take every last one of them.”

“And leave my turtles alone!” Yesung interrupted, glaring at Kyuhyun from the head of the table.

“I returned the baby road kills. We will find Road Kill too,” Kyuhyun told him, referring to Yesung’s two smaller turtles.

“His name is Ddangkkoma!” Yesung told Kyuhyun hatefully. Yesung hated with a passion the nickname that Kyuhyun had given his turtles.

“He just got away from us. We will find him.” Kyuhyun promised confidently, but he couldn’t help looking guilty.

“How does a turtle get away from you?” Yesung demanded to know.

“He is a lot faster then he looks,” Kyuhyun said, defending himself, but the look Yesung was giving him made him scoot closer to Eunhyuk, who seemed to be the only member not out to get him this morning.

“He once had a race with a rabbit, and he totally won,” Eunhyuk told Yesung, laughing at the older man’s expression.

“I hate you both,” Yesung said, stuffing a spoonful of cereal in his mouth.

“We are going to find him…even if it takes Kyuhyun all day long,” Sungmin said, comforting Yesung.

“Hey, it was Donghae’s idea!” Kyuhyun said, pointing to Donghae, who had just walked into the kitchen.

“You still haven’t found him?” Donghae asked in dread as he slowed his approach to the kitchen table.

“No!” Yesung screamed at him.

“Forget the turtle for a moment; Donghae did you tell Ryeowook what I told you to tell him?” Sungmin wanted to know.

“Yep, I told him you caught the kitchen on fire, and he told me to call the fire department…..and then he went to take a shower.”

“Really?” Sungmin asked in disbelief.

“I did my best acting too. I was all scared and excited….and he just didn’t care,” Donghae told him.

“He was probably hoping Kyuhyun would catch on fire and die,” Yesung told them with a happy glimmer in his eyes at the thought.

“Hey!” Kyuhyun objected.

“That isn’t nice!” Sungmin said, pulling out his spatula and whacking Yesung on the head with it. “Just because they are fighting doesn’t mean Ryeowook wants him to burn up.”

“Do you sleep with that thing?” Yesung accused as he rubbed the top of his head, glaring at Sungmin’s spatula.

“We know you weren’t using it to cook today,” Eunhyuk added dryly.

“Will you hand me a bowl?” Donghae asked Kyuhyun as he sat down next to Sungmin, grabbing the box of cereal.

“Just for your information Ryeowook and I are not fighting,” Kyuhyun told them for the millionth time, as he handed Donghae a bowl.

“I don’t believe you. Something is definitely up. Ryeowook won’t come near this dorm, and you won’t leave it,” Sungmin told Kyuhyun, once again studying the youngest of them closely.

“I can’t go and visit him up there. It smells up there, and I am not supposed to be around cats,” Kyuhyun told them all.

“It doesn’t smell that bad!” Donghae told Kyuhyun as he munched on some cereal.

“Yes, it does,” Kyuhyun, Eunhyuk, Yesung and Sungmin all told him. Donghae lifted up his shirt and took a sniff.

“You don’t stink,” Eunhyuk told his friend.

“We would tell you,” Sungmin assured him.

“We would take great pleasure in telling you,” Yesung added with a smile.

“Hello, Losers!” Shindong yelled as he entered the dorm. “Guess what man has the best gossip of all?”

“Heechul?” Donghae guessed, looking up at Shindong as he approached the table.

“No, not Heechul. Me!” Shindong told him as he grabbed a bowl. “For a couple bowls of cereal, I will tell you what Ryeowook’s problem is.”

“I was just getting up,” Eunhyuk told him as he took his bowl and stood up.

“How do you know what Ryeowook’s problem is?” Kyuhyun asked doubtfully as Shindong took the seat next to him.

“I saw the proof. Our little Ryeowook wasn’t visiting any sick grandmother. He had a different kind of encounter if you know what I mean,” Shindong said with a wickedly suggestive smile.

“He did go to see his grandmother. I was there. I met her and his cousin Junho.”

“Well he must have given you the slip, because I know his dear old grandmother didn’t leave those marks on him.”

“Well, I wasn’t with him all the time,” Kyuhyun said honestly as his face paled.

“What marks?” Sungmin asked worriedly.

“He has some big, old hickies on him. The girl that left those must have had a set of pipes on her…..” Shindong stopped as Eunhyuk, who had been standing behind Kyuhyun, dropped his bowl to the floor, and it shattered into hundreds of small pieces.

Sungmin jumped up. “Eunhyuk, are you okay?”

“Just a little surprised,” Eunhyuk said, bending down to clean up his mess. Sungmin hurried off to fetch a broom.

“It has to be Luna,” Donghae said from his chair, too absorbed in the gossip to be any help to Eunhyuk. Luckily, Sungmin could gossip and clean at the same time, as he showed up with a broom and a dustpan to clean up the broken bowl.

“That’s disgusting, she is just a kid. To think I spent so many years rooming with that pervert,” Yesung said, pushing his cereal away with a nauseated look on his face.

“She isn’t that young,” Sungmin said, defending his friend, who wasn’t here to defend himself, “and maybe it isn’t her.”

“I am telling you whoever did it had some pipes on them, and she has amazing ones,” Shindong said with a grin.

“What the hell?” Kyuhyun yelled, standing up so fast that his chair went tumbling over behind him nearly hitting Sungmin who was still cleaning up Eunhyuk’s mess.

“Hey be careful!” Sungmin ordered as the chair barely missed him.

“What the hell does singing ability have to do with hickies?” Kyuhyun continued outraged. “I have never heard anything so stupid in all my life. I’ve seen your girlfriend with hickies! She wears them like a freaking badge of honor, and you sure as hell can’t sing!”

“Ouch!” Yesung said at Kyuhyun’s sudden burst of rudeness.

“I think somebody protests too much. It has to be her, and he knows it,” Shindong told them as he pointed to Kyuhyun.

“He must be protecting them!” Donghae pointed out. “That’s why he’s been so weird.”

“He must be keeping Ryeowook’s dirty little secret,” Yesung agreed.

“The manager will seriously kill. I mean deader than dead if he finds out,” Donghae warned.

“Explains the turtlenecks,” Sungmin muttered to himself, as he got back in his chair. “Shindong, how did you find out?”

“Well he was coming out of the shower, and I was teasing him about starving us all to death, and I grabbed the towel from around his neck...and there they were.”

“Did he say anything?” Sungmin asked.

“No, he just went in his bedroom and shut the door. Then I came down here to share the news,” Shindong told them, giving Kyuhyun an annoyed look. The youngest stood his chair back up and sat down in it, glaring at Shindong.

“Did you ever, for once, consider respecting your fellow member’s privacy?” Kyuhyun asked rudely.

“The only reason you are being so high and mighty is because you already knew. Also you should have more respect for your elders!” Shindong told him as he pointed his finger at him.

Kyuhyun snarled at him, but bit his tongue.

“You all are making it sound more scandalous than it is. She isn’t a child, and Ryeowook isn’t old by any means. It’s a mutual thing; not a smart thing, but a mutual thing,” Sungmin clarified for them.

“Well, I still think it’s disgusting. I know I gave him hell about her, but I never really thought he actually had any interest in her,” Yesung shared with them, looking mildly confused.

“Well I guess he liked something, but the most important thing is that we have to protect this secret,” Donghae reminded them all.

“Kyuhyun, you don’t have to carry this secret alone anymore so you can stop stressing over it. I wish Ryeowook hadn’t involved you, but what’s done is done. It isn’t the end of the world,” Sungmin told him, reaching over to give him a comforting pat on the arm. “Now, finish your cereal and take your medicine.”

Eunhyuk, who had not said anything, added, “I don’t see what the big deal is. She’s a very nice-looking girl, and she cares a lot for him. It’s not like he’s with a guy or anything.”

Kyuhyun’s eyes widened as Shindong, Donghae, and Yesung started to laugh.

“You’re disgusting.” Sungmin told Eunhyuk, who still stood behind Kyuhyun.

Kyuhyun slowly turned around to look at Eunhyuk. Eunhyuk just smiled at him with knowing eyes and asked, “You want me to help you look for that turtle?”

*******************


Kyuhyun crept out of the dorm as quickly as he could without being noticed and made his way to the top dorm. He typed in the password and snuck in. Luckily, both Donghae and Shindong were downstairs helping to look for Yesung’s missing turtle.


He didn’t see Heechul or Leeteuk, so he hoped they were sleeping in or had already left for the day. He made it to Ryeowook’s room and found it locked.

He knocked on Ryeowook’s door, but got no response. “Ryeowook, open the door. I know you’re in there,” he hissed under his breath. Still, he got no response, and the door remained closed to him. “They know,” Kyuhyun lied, knowing if Ryeowook was in there, that would spur him into action; true-to-form, the door opened, and Ryeowook pulled Kyuhyun inside, shutting the door behind them.

“What do you mean they know?” Ryeowook demanded the moment Kyuhyun was in the room.

“I may have lied about that, or I might not have.” Kyuhyun said as he watched Ryeowook move as far away from him as the room would allow. They had not been alone together for days.

“What does that mean?” Ryeowook asked, giving Kyuhyun a very critical looking over and not liking what he saw.

“They think Luna did it,” Kyuhyun said, pointing toward Ryeowook’s neck. “Shindong came up with the theory, and they all jumped on it.”

Ryeowook paled at the thought. “They actually think Luna did this to me?”

“They do, and I didn’t exactly deny it.”

“Why not?” Ryeowook said, taking a seat on his bed and rubbing his face with the palms of his hands.

“Because as long as nobody suspects me, I really don’t care who gets blamed for it,” Kyuhyun told him honestly.

“Well, I am not letting her take the blame for this. It would ruin her reputation; plus, it might get her in big trouble. We just have to think of a less harmful lie and stick to it. You never said it was her, did you?”

“No,” Kyuhyun said, leaning up against the door and looking critically at Ryeowook. “Why so eager to protect her?”

“You seriously aren’t jealous?” Ryeowook told him, rolling his eyes in disbelief.

“I’m not jealous,” Kyuhyun lied, folding his arms glaring at the other man.

“She is totally innocent here. I haven’t even kissed her. I am not going to let some crazy rumor about her and me be spread by the guys,” Ryeowook explained to the other man who was obviously jealous.

“I don’t think they will spread it.”

“Oh, they will, believe me. So, tell me, what exactly are they are thinking?”

“Well, Yesung thinks you’re a pervert that preys on little girls. I find this extremely funny, considering she looks at least thirty to me,” Kyuhyun said full of contempt.

“Kyuhyun,” Ryeowook sighed. “What do the others think?”

“Donghae is all for keeping the secret and protecting everybody. Shindong just seems to be enjoying the gossip at the moment. Sungmin says it isn’t a big deal. He doesn’t like that you made me keep your secret, so he blames you for putting extra stress on me. Eunhyuk…” Kyuhyun trailed off.

“What did he say?” Ryeowook asked, looking worried.

“He said it wasn’t a big deal; at least it wasn’t a guy.” Kyuhyun told Ryeowook cautiously as the other man flew up from the bed and started to nervously pace the room.

“He knows. Damn, I knew it. He was just so subtle with his digs I couldn’t be sure. Haven’t you noticed the difference in him?”

“Yes,” Kyuhyun answered as he leaned against the door and slid to the floor.

“I don’t know how he found out, though, unless he overheard you that night in the living room,” Ryeowook accused.

“Me?” Kyuhyun, who was sitting on the floor leaning against the door, asked in disbelief.

“Yes, you. You were half asleep; you probably don’t even remember talking about the kiss that night,” Ryeowook said, pacing around the room in circles.

“I kinda remember, but wasn’t he asleep? He could have overheard us at the hospital if he visited, and we didn’t know it. Who knows how he knows…I just know he knows,” Kyuhyun said, banging his head up against the door.

“He made damn sure that you didn’t end up here in this room with me when Zhou Mi came back to town. He must have bribed Yesung into taking another roommate.”

“Remember, you said he was really flattering Yesung on the radio,” Kyuhyun pointed out to Ryeowook, who nodded his head in agreement.

“And he just showed up at the door that day you were about to maul me with your lips,” Kyuhyun remembered suddenly, and couldn’t help but goad the older man.

“Excuse me?” Ryeowook said, looking down at the younger man, dumbfounded.

“Don’t even act like you weren’t going to,” Kyuhyun told him with a twinkle in his eye and a sly smile.

“I don’t think I’m the one that mauls people with their lips,” Ryeowook said, pulling down the collar of his shirt showing his neck.

Kyuhyun laughed and met Ryeowook’s gaze, but their look soon turned heated as the memory of that night replayed in their mind. They both turned away at the same time and said, “Rule Four!”

“One thing is for certain, though: he hasn’t told anybody.” Ryeowook continued after a moment, looking anywhere but at Kyuhyun. “Because Leeteuk would be the one he would tell, and since he hasn’t cornered either one of us, I’m positive he doesn’t know.”

“Yeah, but before he thought we just kissed. Now he thinks we are…”

“Don’t,” Ryeowook warned.

“Well what do you propose we do?” Kyuhyun asked, turning his gaze back to Ryeowook, who was sitting on the bed again.

“We say I met up with an old girlfriend when we were visiting my grandmother. You can go on and on about how I left you alone with my cousin or my sick grandmother - I don’t care which. I know you won’t have any problem coming up with a good lie,” Ryeowook replied as the idea took root in his mind.

“I would be hurt, but my creativity might save us, so I will take it as a compliment. The woman you met up with has to be really old, like fifty, and partially blind,” Kyuhyun informed him with a grin.

“No, I think she should be a little younger than me, desperately needy, and have an acne problem. The closer to the truth, the easier it will be to keep the lie straight.”

Kyuhyun was not even slightly amused. “Well, then, if it’s got to be convincing, then she has to be taller, smarter, and a better singer.”

“I think you are delusional, and I think adding the singing part is a bit of a stretch. The simpler the lie the better. Remember, I’m not as skilled at lying as you are.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Kyuhyun told him as he stood up looking down at Ryeowook. “How long did you secretly love me?”

“Kyuhyun…”

“What? I am just pointing out that you aren’t as bad at lying as you like to think. I am not starting anything.”

“You always knew I loved you, everybody knew I loved you. There are many kinds of love, and you shouldn’t forget that. We need to get back to that old comfortable love we used to share,” Ryeowook told him softly, as he backed himself up against the headboard and picked up a book he must have been reading before Kyuhyun knocked on the door.

Kyuhyun took a step toward Ryeowook in a moment of weakness, because that comfortable relationship was sorely missed by him. “When do you think that will be because I miss you so much. I just - ” Kyuhyun stopped suddenly when Ryeowook held up his hand, motioning for Kyuhyun to stop.

“Not for a long time. You need to go now,” Ryeowook told him uneasily with a bit of fear in his eyes.

Kyuhyun backed away. “What do I tell Eunhyuk if he asks?”

“Just be honest. We made a mistake, and we are doing our best to make sure we don’t make anymore.”

“Personally, I hope he asks you. I have no desire….” Kyuhyun stopped as he let out a huge sneeze.

“Go, the cats are getting to you,” Ryeowook told him.

“I am going,” Kyuhyun said, taking the doorknob in his hand.

“You need to eat more. You are looking way too thin again,” Ryeowook couldn’t help but point out, with concern coating his words. “When do you go back to the doctor?”

Kyuhyun turned back to Ryeowook with a small sad smile, but didn’t answer as he opened the door and left the room.

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