A Night With Super Junior [Part 1]

Title: A Night With Super Junior
Part: 1 of 2
Characters: SooYeon (original), SooYeon's mum, LeeTeuk aka JungSu , YeSung aka JongWoon, ShinDong, SungMin, EunHyuk aka HyukJae, DongHae, SiWon, RyeoWook, KyuHyun
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Junior, no matter how much I want to. I do own SooYeon though. :3 It was originally meant to be a oneshot, but it got too long so it's now going to be a twoshot.
Summary: 9 out of 13 SuJu boys get bored and decide to invade SooYeon's house, for better or for worse.

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It's almost a dream come true for some girls to get close to Super Junior. It's a sure heart-stopper to have your mum as their manager.

So when I open the door and see Park JungSu standing in the doorway, shouldn't I be screaming and fainting?

Nope.

"Hello Teukie oppa!" I say as brightly as I can, opening the door wider. Bad move. Before I can say another word, I get turned into a human pancake against the door while the rest of the infamously dorky Super Junior stampedes into the room.

"SooYeonnnnie!" That has got to be SungMin oppa. As chirpy as always. When he's in public of course. Mum once told me that SungMin oppa could be as quiet out of public as RyeoWook oppa was in public. "Hey, where's SooYeon?"

DongHae oppa carefully peels me off the door. "Found her," he proclaims, smiling his famous smile at me. Bunch of charmers, Super Junior was. Too bad I'm immune to it by now. I thank DongHae oppa, then turn to Teukie oppa.

"JungSu o-" I manage to start before he holds up a hand to stop me.

"Remember what we agreed on, SooYeon?" he asks, wagging a finger at me. I nearly face palm myself. Which self respecting guy would want to be called by his affectionate nickname? Park JungSu, that's who.

"Teukie oppa," I start again, looking pointedly at him and getting a happy nod. "What the heck is going on? Why are you all here?" I scan the smiley faces around the the room and discover with horror that they're all carrying a pillow of some form. Hyuk oppa's simply can't be classified as a pillow. Sodden, dirty lump of cloth would fit better.

"Oh, we decided to come and sleepover," Teukie oppa replies, shrugging. "KiBum, HeeChul, KangIn and HanKyung are all... well, tied up and we, I mean I, thought it would be fun to spend the night here."

"Any reason why?" I ask, sounding a little too skeptical. I better quickly change tactic before they get offended and tell on me. My mum would kill me for being rude to my elders. "I mean, not that I don't want you to be here..."

That's all the confirmation they need.

"Then there's nothing to worry about!" SungMin oppa literally scoops me off my feet and plonks me down on to the sofa. This is not going to plan. I have to stop this before the entire place gets trashed with pieces of exploded me.

"Whoa, hold up," I say. "I mean, hold on please." I smile my sweetest smile at them, edging slowly towards the staircase. "Eomma!" I yell up the stairs, panicking slightly. My reputation as the cool, collected daughter of Super Junior's manager is already getting dented in places. And where are they going to sleep, for Gods' sakes?! Ah phew, there's Mum. She'll fix everything. Tell them to SCAT.

"Hello boys, what are you doing here?" Mum descends the stairs oh, so slowly sometimes. But at least she'll get the job done when she finally touches the floor.

"Samonim!" JongWoon oppa smiles brightly at Mum. Yes, I know, best voice in the group, but a total idiot dork when he's not singing. With or without a camera."Samonim, we were thinking of sleeping over tonight, so you wouldn't have the hassle of calling us and coming over to wake us up tomorrow." Ooh, the guy is smart behind that less-smart reputation. But we'll see about that.

"I'm not too sure about that, JongWoon..." Mum pauses. Yes! Go Eomma! I think triumphantly.

And then.

"But Samonim, we really want to stay. Look, we've even brought all our stuff with us, don't make us take them all back," say SungMin and RyeoWook oppa, pouting.

"And we don't want to burden you by waking you up early in the morning," DongHae oppa adds, smiling.

Umm, staying over would just burden us tonight and tomorrow morning, DongHae oppa. Seriously, this is just getting stupid. Just send them home, Eomma, so I can get some much needed rest. I'm already going to see them tomorrow when I follow you to SM HQ... so puh-lease don't raise my blood pressure any higher than it already is.

"Please samonim!" The others start pleading. I stare at Mum, channeling some psychic thoughts towards her. I need a break... you need a break... there's nowhere for them to sleep... there's nowhere for me to sleep...

"Well, I suppose we could do this just once," Mum says. Damn. Well, I certainly won't be working at the Psychic Hotline anytime soon. "In fact, SooYeon can take care of you, since she's on holiday now. SungMin, DongHae, EunHyuk, KyuHyun, you can sleep in SooYeon's room."

Wait. WHAT?!

"SiWon, LeeTeuk, YeSung, ShinDong, RyeoWook, you can sleep in the spare room."

"Eomma, what about me?" I ask, feeling like the world really and truly has come to an end. How can my own mother kick me out of my room for 4 guys all past their 20s to stay in?! I rack my brains for something bad that I've done recently, but karma doesn't seem to have anything to do with it this time.

"You can sleep with me, SooYeon," Mum says a matter-of-factly. Oh, great. Amazing. I feel so honored. "But for now, please don't bother me, I've got a headache and I'm going to sleep now. SooYeon, don't stay up too late." She ascends the staircase, leaving me and 9 members of the world's biggest boy-band staring at each other.

A triumphant smile creeps on to KyuHyun oppa's face. "We beat you this time, SooYeon," he laughs. "Now you're going to have to take care of us, and I'm going to be sleeping in your room. What a dream come true."

"Yes, you're sleeping in my room, oppa," I agree. "But I'm not in it. So what kind of a sick dream is that?" The others burst out laughing while KyuHyun pouts.

"Even if you're in it, SooYeonnie, it's still a sick dream," remarks SungMin oppa. He settles himself on the couch. "Now, what do you want to do? Do you have any games?"

"No, I live a deprived life as the daughter of your manager," I reply. In actual fact, I have an X-box upstairs in my room, hidden, but I'm not going to mention that. I'm not going to mention my laptop either because I know for a fact that as soon as I mention it, KyuHyun oppa would have Starcraft up and running on it before I can say... well, Starcraft. And hell, do I not want my laptop to be contaminated with that crap.

"Are you kidding me?" DongHae oppa's eyes nearly bulge out of his sockets. "You don't have any electronics in your house at all?! Man, and I thought we were deprived."

"I wonder what that is over there then, DongHae hyung," says KyuHyun oppa, pointing at my cellphone on the coffee table.

"Omo! A phone!" DongHae oppa feigns surprise and pounces on it.

"Hey! That's mine!" I try to snatch it back, but HyukJae and SungMin oppa hold me back. Crap. Please don't got through my pictures please don't go through my pictures please -

"Hey, what's this, SooYeonnie?" DongHae oppa holds up the phone, smirking. Oh no oh no oh no. JongWoon oppa grabs the phone from him and his eyes widen.

"No way!" he exclaims, glaring at me. "How can you have pictures of SHINee in your phone and not us?" He scans through the pictures and looks back up at me. "And DBSK too! What a traitor you are, SooYeonnie." He shakes his head.

"Hey, but I kinda like the one of you and JaeJoong," remarks ShinDong oppa, looking over JongWoon oppa's shoulder. "Oh and the one of you and MinHo. And that one of you and MinHo. And that one too." They all peer up at me with evil grins on their faces.

"You two make a cute couple," remarks KyuHyun oppa with a smirk on his face. "And you're what, two years apart?" He turns to the others. "I sense a scandal brewing!" He waves the phone in front of my face. "Were you texting him before we came? Huh huh huh?"

"Leave her alone guys," SiWon oppa comes to my rescue. Finally. He's probably the most down-to-earth one in the group. When he's not fooling around with DongHae and HyukJae, that is. Or fooling around in general.

"Aishh, this guy..." says JongWoon oppa crossly.

"Hey, there's one of SooYeonnie and KiBum!" DongHae oppa yelps in excitement. "But only KiBummie?" He turns to look at me with a puppy-dog look on his face. "What about the rest of us? Don't you like us, SooYeonnie?"

"Hey, hey, take a picture of me!" HyukJae oppa finally lets go of me to join DongHae oppa on the floor. They start pulling faces for the camera. The others gather around, taking turns to take up the rest of my remaining phone memory. Awesome.

"Sorry about this, SooYeonnie," says SiWon oppa, shaking his head slightly as JongWoon and KyuHyun oppa start fighting over taking pictures with SungMin oppa.

I shake my head in time with his. "It's alright. Saves me from doing nothing, I suppose. I wish the others could've come too, though." Whoa, did I just say that out loud? Although by now it's no secret that KiBum oppa is my favourite. I mean, I do love them all (sometimes), but I've always liked KiBum a little bit more. Maybe because he's a bit quieter. Maybe because he was my favourite since SuJu debuted, before my mum became their manager.

"Yeah, I wish they could have come too." SiWon oppa looks wistful. He turns to me. "You need to loosen up more, SooYeonnie," he remarks.

"Huh?" I say, but before I can say anymore, he lifts me up and over his shoulder without any effort and carries me over to the others. "SiWon oppa, put me down!" I almost scream, struggling (aka throwing a tantrum on his shoulder) against his iron-like grip. What is with the Super Junior members and carrying me around?!

"Whoooo, go SiWon!" the others cheer as SiWon oppa dumps me onto the couch, knocking the wind out of me, only for KyuHyun oppa to plonk himself down next to me and raise the phone in front of my face. "Noooo!" I protest, hiding behind a pillow. I feel like a total idiot.

"Smile for the camera, SooYeonnie!" KyuHyun oppa laughs like a happy little kid high on helium and snatches the pillow away. I try burying my face behind him but he moves away. "Come on, it's just one picture. Look, pretend I'm MinHo if you want to." I'm about to throttle the living daylights out of him when he presses his cheek against mine and snaps a picture, with my face in total shock.

As the others grab the camera from KyuHyun oppa and laugh their heads off at my expression, I bury my head underneath a pillow and scream inwardly.

It's going to be a long night.

Chapter 34 [Final]

General POV
DongHae stared at JaeHwa's unmoving body. "JaeHwa, get up," he said, voice shaking. He cradled her body in his arms. "It's me, it's DongHae. Please get up," he looked around desperately. Where was his phone when he needed it? He nearly smacked himself on the head. In the car. Of course.
He looked back down at JaeHwa and noticed that her eyes were moving. He patted her cheek encouragingly. "Wake up, Jae," he whispered.

JaeHwa
I think I can open my eyes now. I've scared him enough, and I feel totally mean. But it's taking my all not to burst out laughing. I mean, he's obviously extremely worried, but I like him to be.
I also like the feel of his arms around me. It's so nice and warm.
I opened my eyes, making sure to make sure it was nice and slow. This was easier than I thought. His worried face came into view, hair blowing in the wind. His expression rapidly changed to relief. "Thank God," he said, hugging me close. I decided it was time to pretend some more. After all, he can wait for a few more minutes.
I pushed him away, rapidly backpedaling. "You again!" I exclaimed, eyes wide. "What do you want from me?" I noticed the shoe in his hand. Heh. I knew he'd find it. "Why do you have my shoe?!" I demanded. He was still kneeling, and I was still on the ground, and it was so comical that I nearly laughed, but I managed to contain it.
He got up slowly, crouched down next to me.
"I found it," he said, handing it to me. "And yes, it's me again. It's me, JaeHwa, it's DongHae. You still don't remember?" He looked so hurt. I felt like crying. I really am a monster, hurting him like this. I remained silent, still staring at him.
"Here, I'll help you put this on," he said. I sat up gingerly, as he gently pulled the sneaker on to my foot. Our eyes remained trained on each other the entire time as he slowly tied my laces.
"I... I need to tell you something," I whispered.
"You can tell me anything," he said, sitting next to me, the worried look returning to his eyes.
I looked into his eyes. "You... you are the stupidest boy in the world!" I exclaimed, promptly bursting into tears and flinging my arms around him. We both fell over, sprawling into the grass. Sorry grass! I seem to be flattening an awful lot of you.
"What...?" he said, his face a mask of confusion, but his arms wrapped around me. As usual.
"I'll never forget you again," I sobbed into his chest. I unwrapped my arms from him and pulled back, letting him sit up. I was still sitting on him though.
"Wait... you remember?" he said incredulously as he wiped a tear from my cheek.
I nodded. "It all came back a few days ago. I needed you alone... so I came here."
"So all that back there... you were pretending?"
I nodded again. "I'm really sorry," I said dolefully. "But I-"
DongHae placed a finger on my lips. "You don't have to explain," he said gently. "I'm just so happy that you're alright. That you finally remember."
I stared at him. "I never really forgot you," I whispered, taking his hand. "You were always in here." I placed his hand over my heart. "And you always will be."
"Payback for what I did to you in the hospital, huh?" he grinned. He moved his hand and placed it on my head, stroking my hair. "It feels good."
I flung my arms around him again. "I've missed you so much," he said, kissing me on the head. "Don't ever leave me again, Jae."
"I won't," I promised, as he pulled me closer. "Never again." I raised my head and closed my eyes as I felt his lips crash against mine.
Finally.
I fell backwards into the grass and he fell on top of me. "Crap, why do I always do that?" he frowned, starting to get up, but I pulled him back down on top of me.
"I don't really mind anymore," I said, as he grinned. I traced his jawline with one hand. "You look so tired," I said, pouting. "You need to take a break."
"Well, it's all the worry you've caused me," he joked, pulling me back up. "Look, the sun's starting to go down."
I huddled against him as the sky turned into an artist's canvas of fiery colours. "It's so beautiful," I said. He lifted my chin to make me look at him.
"And so are you." He leant down to kiss me softly on the lips. I closed my eyes and our hands intertwined.
"I'll remember this moment," I said, huddling back down against him. "Even if... we end up not being together forever." The peachy-pink tinged clouds looked so cotton candy-like.
"What are you talking about?" DongHae laughed.
"You mean you think we'll be together forever?" I asked, surprised. "I'm surprised you still want to be with me after all I've put you through." The sea turned pink to match the clouds. DongHae moved slightly and I turned to look up at him.
He was smiling.
"Are you sure I'm the stupid one?" he teased. "I think that after all you've put me through these past two years, I doubt anyone would ever make me feel the same way again."
"Really?" I raised an eyebrow. The sun was steadily sinking, making his eyes turn gold and his hair blonde. He enveloped me and laid his cheek against my head.
"You don't have to worry," he said lightly as the sun disappeared into the sea. We watched the pinkness in the sky start to turn violet.

"When you ask again, it's only you."

THE END.

OMG, sooo sorry if the ending is really bad,
but I seriously couldn't think of a cheesier
way to end this.
Thanks to all those who followed to the end!
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