Title; Beg Your Pardon
Fandom; Super Junior/Girl's Generation
Pairings; eventual Kyuhyun/Sooyoung, Sungmin/Sooyoung, Kyuhyun/Yoona
Rating; T
Summary; Kyuhyun tries not to fall (even more) in love. Sooyoung doesn't know what to do (with her heart). Sungmin knows more than he lets on. Yoona didn't mean to get involved in this. It's a tangled web of hearts and souls.

 

PART IV; Mistake

 

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Yoona isn't as innocent as the Korean public thinks she is.

(They would be horrified to find everyone's ideal girl was making her way to third base with Super Junior's maknae in a dark costume closet.)

Yoona whimpers as Kyuhyun's hands grip her thighs, his mouth latching onto her neck. Her nails rake down his bare back, eliciting a groan from Kyuhyun. She nips at his jaw, before peeling off her high-collared dress (it was for Chocolate Love rehearsals).

Yoona feels a thrill run through her slender body as Kyuhyun's eyes darken with lust.

Their bodies pressed flush against each other, Kyuhyun traces the outline of Yoona's bra teasingly.

"Kyuhyun-ah..." she moans huskily, running her hands over his chest.

She begins to a path of sloppy kisses, starting from his jaw and trailing down his lithe torso. Kyuhyun closes his eyes, threading his hand through her dark hair, before uttering a single word that made Yoona's blood curdle.

"Sooyoung-ah..."

Yoona freezes, her hands on his belt buckle. Kyuhyun widens his eyes, realising his mistake too late.

"Yoon-”

He barely finishes before there’s a resounding slap and Kyuhyun thinks his face is on fire.

"What the fuck?"

She's standing and glaring and almost wants to cry. How could she be so stupid? Kyuhyun looks as guilty as Seohyun being busted by Taeyeon for eating after seven pm.

“Yoona, I’m so sorry - I don’t know what I was thinking -“ he tries to explain, but Yoona cuts him off, her eyes blazing.

“You called out Sooyoung just when I was going to go down on you” she almost shrieks, barely masking her anger.

Kyuhyun winces, but he doesn’t deny (or admit) anything. Yoona quickly pulls on her clothes, tears burning the back of her throat. Kyuhyun reaches out to touch her, but she recoils in disgust.

“Don’t touch me, you jerk! I can’t believe I let you do those things to me. I can’t believe I liked you” she spits out, trembling. “And all along you were using me as some kind of sick body double for Sooyoung. You’re probably just fucking me to try and get her jealous!”

“It’s not like that!” Kyuhyun tries to reason desperately.

Probably to stop her from telling Sooyoung. Yoona scoffs. She folds her arms over her chest, glaring at him defiantly.

“Oh? Then what’s it like? Because if it’s not you trying to break up Sungmin and Sooyoung’s perfectly happy relationship by using me in a pathetic attempt for her to notice you, then I don’t know what it is!” Yoona cries, staring at him through tear-filled eyes.

Kyuhyun looks away, silent. Yoona is about to storm out of the costume closet (tousled sex-hair and all) when he starts to speak, quiet and unassuming.

“I’ve been in love with Sooyoung since the first time I laid eyes on her. I never made a move because…you just don’t, not in this business anyway. But then, Sungmin did, and for some reason - it works for them. The public loves them and SM is milking ‘MinYoung’ for all its worth. They’re perfect -” Yoona flinches at the way he spits out the word. “- and there’s nothing I can do about it. So I decided I had to move on. And then - you came along” Kyuhyun wryly smiles at her.

Yoona looks at him with an unreadable expression.

“I’m not your rebound girl, Kyuhyun. I’m nobody’s rebound girl” she says as calmly as one who was just used and cheated on could.

“I know”

Yoona is on the verge of tears. There was already a messy triangle of hearts and souls and she was stupid enough to get involved in it.

“Did you ever - I mean, do you even -“ the air feels so thick around her she can’t even string together a coherent question.

Kyuhyun offers her a soft smile.

“I do like you, Yoona. It’s just-”

“Not as much as you like Sooyoung” Yoona finishes, trembling.

Kyuhyun bows his head apologetically.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I completely understand if you’re going to tell-”

“I’m not going to tell anyone” Yoona interrupts, folding her arms over her chest.

Kyuhyun looks up, surprised. She sighs, biting her lip and avoiding his eyes.

“I’m not going to tell anyone” she repeats. “This…thing is between you and Sooyoung. And maybe Sungmin. This has nothing to do with me, so I’m not going to have anything to do with it. That, and it’d be really embarrassing for the both of us”

Kyuhyun is looking at her with awe, and it takes all of Yoona’s strength not to take back her words and throw herself at him, declaring that’s she never letting go.

(But she’s not everyone’s ideal girl for nothing.)

“Yoona…thank you” his voice is soft and sincere. “You are amazing. And you’re going to find someone out there that’s going to see that”

Yoona nods, giving him a small smile, before opening the door. She sucks in a deep breath, summoning all her acting skills to plaster a bright smile on her face. Her heart aches and her hands are trembling, but Yoona isn’t the type of girl to break down because a boy just dumped her (at least, not in front of him).

The bright hallway lights almost blind her and she wants so badly for Kyuhyun to call out her name, tell her it was a mistake and beg for her forgiveness, but she’s not stupid enough to deny what’s right in front of her (he’s not in love with you, but her) or desperate enough to settle for second-best.

(Besides, Yoona thinks she still has Nichkhun’s number.)

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