[fic] Eye of the Beholder
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sessho08Title: Eye of the Beholder
Fandom: Dong Bang Shin Ki
Pairing: Homin
Rating: G
Words: 815
A/N: ...So lol, this is going to sound silly but this was inspired by this? XD Another drabble for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
isaofdoom set in this universe. ...And there may be more of this? Omg, I'm so sorry /o\ Only, not at all.
It’s been exactly three weeks since Yunho learnt his name in a very mortifying turn of events that involved Changmin fumbling with his wallet, dropping his ID into a cup (not his cup, either) of coffee and Yunho fishing it out with two spoons and a joyful "oh, so your name is Changmin?" when he handed it back to him after he wiped the foam off. Not that he counted or something. But it’s Monday again and the deadline of his essay that he got assigned three weeks ago, so there’s no other option, right? ...That’s the version Changmin’s going to stick to.
He’s sitting at one of the tables in the corner of the coffee shop with Kyuhyun, his classmate and – God only knows how that happened – his best friend, trying to, well, write said essay so he’d have something to turn in by midnight. Almost like some poor, student version of Cinderella, a part of his subconsciousness supplies helpfully and he’s about to tell it to fuck off when he hears a pleasant "Changmin-sshi?" and feels the light, tentative weight of warm fingers on his arm. He jolts in his seat and flails, almost sending his laptop flying across the table.
"Oh, I’m sorry!" Yunho exclaims with sincere worry and retreats his hand (which Changmin welcomes with a pang of strange relief-slash-regret) while Kyuhyun snickers with equally sincere derision across him. "I didn’t mean to scare you," he continues with a slightly abashed smile. "But I was wondering if you wouldn’t help me? See, you probably don’t know but I haven’t been a barista for long?".
And oh, Changmin knows, his stomach has already told him that weeks ago but for some reason he’s ignored the advice of the organ he used to trust the most right after his brains. He doesn’t know what went so terribly wrong but the trust to either is now long gone. ...He really needs to do something about this newly formed habit of conversing with himself in his head. Especially when it happens in public. In front of Yunho. God.
"And I’ve been taking this course of foam art?" snaps him out of his reverie. "I need to practice a bit before I start doing it at the shop but I thought that maybe—" Yunho’s voice gains a hesitant edge to it for a shortest of moments, "—you could be my, well, guinea pig for the day is probably the best expression for it, I guess," a short warm laughter leaves his lips.
Kyuhyun kicks him in the shin.
"Yes, I’d love to—" he blurts out and is about to glare at this poor mimicry of a friend when he realises what he just said but then Yunho speaks up again.
"Ah, it’ll be on the house, of course!" Changmin makes the fatal mistake of finally turning slightly to lift his eyes at Yunho and his smile almost blinds him with its intensity and essay? --what essay.
He tries to reciprocate with a smile of his own and he’s not sure if he succeeded but Yunho’s cheeks get just a tad pink and Kyuhyun cough-giggles, so maybe it did.
"I’ll be right back," Yunho beams at him and he nods dumbly in reply.
Needless to say, Yunho’s just as bad at foam art as he’s at making coffee and clearly it’s by miracle that Changmin somehow manages no to insult him irrevocably with his total inability to guess what Yunho’s just drawn. Granted, he doubts that anyone possesses the skills to appreciate that kind of drawing genius but it still doesn’t make him feel any less like he’s just failed horribly in some inexplicable way when he sees Yunho’s smile diminish bit by bit with each next cup. ...He’s going to have a terrible stomachache in the evening.
That’s when Changmin’s mouth chooses to take over and surprises everyone at the table – himself included with suddenly exclaimed "Your art is really original! This one is very creative, I think."
Yunho gazes at him dubiously for what seems to be eternity but then, his face comes alight again with a smile when he notices how earnest Changmin is. (Shim Changmin’s not earnest. Or at least he’s never been before.)
"Maybe you’re right," the grin is back, not as bright as it should be but it’s back and Changmin’s heart does that stupid thadump thing while the feeling of vague accomplishment creeps upon him.
He goes home only when Yunho’s shift ends (and it’s always on the closing hours on Mondays).
And what do you know, turns out beating yourself over how dumb you were makes for a pretty good motivational kick and so after three hours of furious writing, he somehow manages to turn his essay in on time.
When two weeks later he learns he got actual B, he’s not surprised either.
Comments as always very appreciated ♥
Fandom: Dong Bang Shin Ki
Pairing: Homin
Rating: G
Words: 815
A/N: ...So lol, this is going to sound silly but this was inspired by this? XD Another drabble for
isaofdoom set in this universe. ...And there may be more of this? Omg, I'm so sorry /o\ It’s been exactly three weeks since Yunho learnt his name in a very mortifying turn of events that involved Changmin fumbling with his wallet, dropping his ID into a cup (not his cup, either) of coffee and Yunho fishing it out with two spoons and a joyful "oh, so your name is Changmin?" when he handed it back to him after he wiped the foam off. Not that he counted or something. But it’s Monday again and the deadline of his essay that he got assigned three weeks ago, so there’s no other option, right? ...That’s the version Changmin’s going to stick to.
He’s sitting at one of the tables in the corner of the coffee shop with Kyuhyun, his classmate and – God only knows how that happened – his best friend, trying to, well, write said essay so he’d have something to turn in by midnight. Almost like some poor, student version of Cinderella, a part of his subconsciousness supplies helpfully and he’s about to tell it to fuck off when he hears a pleasant "Changmin-sshi?" and feels the light, tentative weight of warm fingers on his arm. He jolts in his seat and flails, almost sending his laptop flying across the table.
"Oh, I’m sorry!" Yunho exclaims with sincere worry and retreats his hand (which Changmin welcomes with a pang of strange relief-slash-regret) while Kyuhyun snickers with equally sincere derision across him. "I didn’t mean to scare you," he continues with a slightly abashed smile. "But I was wondering if you wouldn’t help me? See, you probably don’t know but I haven’t been a barista for long?".
And oh, Changmin knows, his stomach has already told him that weeks ago but for some reason he’s ignored the advice of the organ he used to trust the most right after his brains. He doesn’t know what went so terribly wrong but the trust to either is now long gone. ...He really needs to do something about this newly formed habit of conversing with himself in his head. Especially when it happens in public. In front of Yunho. God.
"And I’ve been taking this course of foam art?" snaps him out of his reverie. "I need to practice a bit before I start doing it at the shop but I thought that maybe—" Yunho’s voice gains a hesitant edge to it for a shortest of moments, "—you could be my, well, guinea pig for the day is probably the best expression for it, I guess," a short warm laughter leaves his lips.
Kyuhyun kicks him in the shin.
"Yes, I’d love to—" he blurts out and is about to glare at this poor mimicry of a friend when he realises what he just said but then Yunho speaks up again.
"Ah, it’ll be on the house, of course!" Changmin makes the fatal mistake of finally turning slightly to lift his eyes at Yunho and his smile almost blinds him with its intensity and essay? --what essay.
He tries to reciprocate with a smile of his own and he’s not sure if he succeeded but Yunho’s cheeks get just a tad pink and Kyuhyun cough-giggles, so maybe it did.
"I’ll be right back," Yunho beams at him and he nods dumbly in reply.
Needless to say, Yunho’s just as bad at foam art as he’s at making coffee and clearly it’s by miracle that Changmin somehow manages no to insult him irrevocably with his total inability to guess what Yunho’s just drawn. Granted, he doubts that anyone possesses the skills to appreciate that kind of drawing genius but it still doesn’t make him feel any less like he’s just failed horribly in some inexplicable way when he sees Yunho’s smile diminish bit by bit with each next cup. ...He’s going to have a terrible stomachache in the evening.
That’s when Changmin’s mouth chooses to take over and surprises everyone at the table – himself included with suddenly exclaimed "Your art is really original! This one is very creative, I think."
Yunho gazes at him dubiously for what seems to be eternity but then, his face comes alight again with a smile when he notices how earnest Changmin is. (Shim Changmin’s not earnest. Or at least he’s never been before.)
"Maybe you’re right," the grin is back, not as bright as it should be but it’s back and Changmin’s heart does that stupid thadump thing while the feeling of vague accomplishment creeps upon him.
He goes home only when Yunho’s shift ends (and it’s always on the closing hours on Mondays).
And what do you know, turns out beating yourself over how dumb you were makes for a pretty good motivational kick and so after three hours of furious writing, he somehow manages to turn his essay in on time.
When two weeks later he learns he got actual B, he’s not surprised either.
Comments as always very appreciated ♥
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Date: 2012-05-06 06:11 pm (UTC)I sympathize with Changmin's stomach so much. And I just want to poke at him to confess. And you can feel the warmth coming off of Yunho, I love that!
But now I have hope you will continue to play with this "universe" and it might even progress....please?
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Date: 2012-05-06 10:00 pm (UTC)You have to suffer for love :< But in Changmin's case sacrificing his stomach is a huge thing, lol.
I may write more of this universe? If I get ideas. But I wouldn't count on much actual progress. XD Maybe you've noticed that I'm not exactly good at writing romances, especially carefree romances. ...Or well, at least the acutally romantic bits in them, lol.
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Date: 2012-05-06 10:37 pm (UTC)Oh the trauma that Changmin's stomach must be going through ):
Haha it's surprising that Yunho even has customers besides Changmin xD.
I love this coffee shop AU~~ Hehe
A B isn't bad...no subject
Date: 2012-05-06 10:45 pm (UTC)And Changmin's stomach :( Is suffering greatly. But it's still fighting! ;;
He's not the only barista? Also, it's Yunho. This actually stems from a conversation that I had with
And I meant that him getting a good mark, despite the circumstances he was writing in? :) But maybe I wasn't clear enough.
And d'awwww, thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying this ♥
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Date: 2012-05-06 11:20 pm (UTC)T__T If only we could do something to save Changmin from the torture ):
Haha really? ^^ Well of course that could explain it. Poor things indeed... Their hearts will only be broken... ):
Yea... I didn't catch that. Got it now :D
Who wouldn't enjoy Yunho's amazing coffee? ♥♥♥
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Date: 2012-05-06 10:54 pm (UTC)just like your writing~
thank you!!
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Date: 2012-05-08 07:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-06 11:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-08 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-07 02:54 am (UTC)Thanks so much for sharing! ^^
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Date: 2012-05-11 02:15 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading and commenting! :)
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Date: 2012-05-07 03:00 am (UTC)I think luck is always with Shim Changmin except when it comes to Yunho's cooking, coffee and art. ^^
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Date: 2012-05-09 12:05 am (UTC)Thank you for reading and commenting! ♥
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Date: 2012-05-07 03:35 am (UTC)but we already knew that Yunho can not draw for nothing... why would we think he could do it with foam... lol..
thanks for sharing.
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Date: 2012-05-09 02:32 pm (UTC)Changmin's trained himself well with all the spicy food. But even this isn't enough for Yunho's coffee.
Thanks for reading and commenting :)
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Date: 2012-05-07 06:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-11 02:34 pm (UTC)I'm glad you're enjoying this ;; Cause it's so pointless/seems so forced, lol.
♥
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Date: 2012-05-07 07:30 am (UTC)*sigh*..Yunho is so cute...and Changmin's reaction towards Yunho is so cute..nothing cuter than a snarky boy getting all awkward while trying to be nice infront of his crush...*sigh*
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Date: 2012-05-11 02:33 pm (UTC)And thank you! ♥
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Date: 2012-05-11 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-17 08:14 am (UTC)and i feel sorta bad for him in that changmin has to lie to him and that his coffee is really shit xD
but eh what can you do you know? changmin is too head-over-heels infatuated and i wouldn't blame him
and yesss please write more, i wanna see their relationship develop and more of changmin's internal gushing at yunho's smiles :3 plus yunho, no-one missed that moment when you blushed as changmin smiled aww.
loved this!
♥
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Date: 2012-05-17 01:26 pm (UTC)blindness/masochismlove right there, I say. But yes, what about when Yunho finally sees the light and realises his coffee is a weapon of mass destruction? :<I'd love to write more of this since it's a very enjoyable pastime but Idk yet. Probably not anytime (if ever) since I'm starting my preparations to exams right now.
Thanks for reading and commenting! ♥
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Date: 2013-05-16 07:12 am (UTC)" Yunho’s just as bad at foam art as he’s at making coffee "
^ I'd say, prolly even worse than how he is at actual art. Rhinopillar, anyone. Ugly!Shim with ugly!slashes for cheekbones, anything. And let's not forget his pimply Santa Claus with a gigantic bump in the forehead. >>
Only thing I'm sort of sad about is that canon!Shim will prolly head to cafes with Ryeowook instead of any other member of Kyuline (esp. Kyu), because to Kyuhyun, what is coffee, can coffee be played, are you daft, get your arse back here in the front of the xbox so that we can do another round of that campaign mission.