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Nara and Hangeng cooking time

Pairings: Nara (OC) x Hangeng (platonic), Nara (OC) x Kyuhyun

Warnings: none

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English isn't my first language, so it'll probably have some mistakes — I'm also trying to use quotation marks, but in Brasil we usually write dialogues with dashes, that's why it'll probably look so off

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Hangeng wouldn't let Nara near the stove nor the knives. They were making Beijing rice with roasted pork, and he didn't want her to burn anything, or set the kitchen on fire, or cut her finger and bleed on the meat. He just wanted to cook, and she was basically a kid that needed to be who had to be supervised, so they settled that she would sit on the bench while he cooked, without touching anything, just chatting to pass the time.

But she couldn't. She was incapable of staying seated and began to wander around. She wanted to hug him – as if she didn't just hug him before he started to cook – but knew he could burn himself if she wasn't prepared for the hug. His eyes followed her on her short walk through the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his eyes divided between stirring the spoon and making sure she wasn't going to set the dormitory on fire.

“I missed you guys so much,” she said, a smile on her face. Hangeng furrowed his eyebrows. Was this a prank or was she being truthful? Nara let out a sigh and leaned on the cupboard, her little fingers playing with the hem of her shirt. “I wanted to be on Super Junior-M and promote in China. You always talk so much about there…” her lips pouted slyly, before she continued, "but that piece of crap children's program stopped me”.

He did miss her too. Nara really was the little sister he never had. “You know you'd have to work, right?” he said, with a laugh in the back of his throat.

She tilted her head, biting the inside of her mouth, pondering about this. Yes, she complained about training, recording, having to do everything and never being recognized… Somehow, she was getting exhausted from her life as an idol. But she only cared about this when she was alone. “I like working so much when I'm around you”, she answered.

“You're going to miss me?” he questioned. There was something off about this question, but Nara couldn't understand what it was.

Her eyebrows furrowed and she crossed her arms. “Again?” she said, before thinking about what Hangeng was saying. Maybe he had another schedule in China or a photoshoot – before his departure, he was one of the most famous Super Junior members, he was always busy. She didn't know what was going to happen… not yet.

She began to wander around again, tracing her fingertips through the furniture, opening the lids of the jars to see what was in them and, then, she stopped beside him. They took a couple of seconds just looking at his cooking, the smell was amazing, before she muttered something along the lines of “Can I tell you something? Private? You promise not to tell Heechul?”

Hangeng laughed, saying “of course”. Her insistence on not telling one of her best friends was comical. He really was the devil, wasn't he? Nara knew that, if she told him that, he would totally joke about it in front of all the members and make her life hell.

Nara didn't usually keep her voice down or look away, she thrived through eye contact and gesticulation. She was direct, at times even awkward, but never uncertain. She whispered “I've been thinking a lot about Kyuhyun lately…” with a pitch of unsureness in her tone.

It seemed so out of character. Hangeng waited two seconds, thinking about what she meant by this – you normally continue talking about what worries you and why you're thinking about the person, right? He realized she wasn't going to continue talking (as if he already knew what she meant), just letting a “huh, what do you mean?” scatter, while stirring the spoon to spread the pork seasoning.

Then, he stopped. This was definitely out of character, but, at the same time, Nara never showed any real interest in romantic relationships (well, not to others anyway). Was she trying to say she was interested in Kyuhyun? Really interested? Hangeng furrowed his eyebrows and blinked a couple of times, before turning his head in her direction and yelling “NO”, totally in disbelief.

She nodded her head, biting the inside of her mouth and shrugged. Her breathing caught in her throat. “I don't know… ever since he came back from China, all I can think about is him. I wake up thinking about when we're going to meet, and I stare at him all day, then when he looks at me I look away like a fool. I don't act like that, it's just… weird” she said and, again, looked away.

Nara didn't even understand what was happening to herself. She didn't know how to act, what to say or how to show she was interested, when did her interest flowed from being friends to romantic interest? “I want to hold his hand and hug him, but I want it to mean something, not to be something like I do with the boys… I don't know, I think about him and I just smile” she said, with a blush on her face, still not looking at Hangeng.

There was no one prettier than him, and he was always there for her. They were a match, and she couldn't stay away from him, like magnets… she just didn't know how to say something. When she watched their chinese variety shows promoting Super Junior-M, her eyes would always be in him – even with her proudness of Hangeng, or her fan-like relationship with Zhoumi. She missed Kyuhyun the most. She wanted him there, with her.

She never knew how to act when she was having a crush. And, after the fiasco that was when she tried to persue her last crush the year before, she didn't want it to go bad again.

Seeing her struggling in her own thoughts, Hangeng dropped the spoon and put a hand on her shoulder, stroking his thumb on her skin. He smiled, trying to break the uncomfortable atmosphere and joked “I expected you to say that you liked anyone but him”.

She smiled too, “even Heechul?”

“Ok, definitely not Heechul” he said, and she laughed. Better than before, this moment had soothed her heart a little. She knew she could always talk to Hangeng about anything, but saying she was liking someone out loud, a member of the group, was really frightening.

At least the jokes with Kibum would stop – or so she thought.

After everyone was back from their schedules, had dinner and showered, they locked themselves in their respective rooms, ready for a full night of sleep without interference – something that happens once a month. Except for the two of them. Nara and Kyuhyun stayed in the living room, watching a movie. He was tired and, if he lay down on his bed for two minutes, he would sleep for 20 hours straight, but he would never deny spending more time with her.

Maybe it was the anxiety they both shared that was keeping each of them awake. They would control their breaths and look at each other slightly through their peripheral vision, pretending to watch the movie continuously. A joke would pop up from time to time, but that damn distance was still there, in the middle of the sofa.

Hangeng left his room just for a moment, just to drink some water, but it was at exactly this moment that he could see Kyuhyun poking Nara's ribs with his foot, a silly smile on his face, and suddenly she was laughing too, trying to defend herself. Then, she tried to counter-attack, throwing herself to the side of the sofa where Kyuhyun was, to poke his ribs with her fingertips.

It was a mess. Just the two of them laughing like kids, trying to poke each other and defend themselves, bringing the other to their embrace… till their eyes were connected and the fool's smile was now just shy. They were shy. Swallowing dry, but didn't want to get out of that position.

So they just stayed still, now cuddling on the couch, trying hard to act as if it was normal. Their attention was back on the movie, or at least they pretended it was, and Hangeng knew it was only a matter of time for them to date.

𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑐ℎ.ᐟ 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝟶 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 — 𝐼 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑐𝑖𝑟𝑐𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠, 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦.

𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑠, 𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑦.