Feat. HeeChul, Jay Kim/Typhoon, an original character for plot development, and many, many others from many bands.
PG for this edition- likely up to NC-17 'cause I'm a PARVART.
Disclaimer: Don't own, no profit, for rlz.
Notes: A School AU, done in a slightly different way. This should be fun. <3
HeeChul could remember the first time he'd seen him, standing there before the music store, the tips of his long fingers pressed to the glass as he gazed upon the array of musical instruments set up for display. He hadn't known anything about him then, other than that he wore the uniform of the nearby KyungGi highschool, he was apparently interested in music, and that he was the most handsome person HeeChul had ever seen in his life. He wasn't sure what exactly it was about him that caught his attention, whether it be the slight upturn of his delicate lips, his tall, lean figure that bore that endearing awkwardness of those teenage years, or perhaps his slightly disheveled appearance that just seemed to scream bad boy; whatever it was, he'd managed to work his way into HeeChul's mind, and he'd been hard-pressed to squeeze him back out. Throughout the long walk home, the light fall breeze sweeping up his hair and sending his tie a-fluttering, he decided that he just simply had to get to know him better. He wasn't sure how he would do it, but he would find a way, for that was the way of Kim HeeChul, part-time rascal, full-time pretty boy.
Imagine his surprise when upon arriving home, he found that his cousin, Kim MinSik, had moved to the Seoul area, and would be attending KyungGi highschool from then on. It was as if the solution had fallen right into his lap- everyone always had told them that they looked alike... How many times had they been mistaken for twins? Would it be so wrong of him to take advantage of that fact? Afterall, all was fair in love and war!
"I can't believe we're doing this..." MinSik muttered as he worked on the buttons of his cousin's shirt, the material warm and smelling of the older boy. "What if we get caught?" He frowned as the wind picked up, the breeze causing the fabric to slip from his fingers, fumbling over the buttons. There they were, standing just beyond KyungGi High, hidden within an alley as they switched uniforms. Though he believed the idea was quite ludicrous, he couldn't help but admit as he peered into the small mirror HeeChul held up, working on his shirt again- with his hair styled as it was, he looked exactly like his cousin.
"We won't be," HeeChul replied, that familiar smirk curling his lips up to the side. "My plan is fool-proof. I mean really, I thought of it." MinSik could only sigh as HeeChul turned the mirror around to peer at himself, his free hand lifting to push his dark hair, so much like his cousin's, out of his eyes. "Mm... I look so good in this uniform..." he murmured to himself, flashing a bright smile at the mirror, and it was all MinSik could do to take the compact from him, snapping it closed.
"Yes, I'm sure you do," MinSik replied carelessly, slipping the compact into HeeChul's bag, which was now slung over his own shoulder. "More importantly though, you better remember your promise. I expect you to be here after school, so we can switch back, and then you're coming back to my house. I have a lot of chores to do- and by that, I mean you have a lot of chores to do." Very obviously not paying attention, HeeChul nodded, waving off the other's words.
"Yeah, okay, I need to be getting off to class though. I'm going to be late, and my lover boy is waiting for me~!" he chirped, reaching for cousin's bag and slinging it over his shoulder. He couldn't keep the smile from his face as he turned, trotting off towards the school- he had a big day ahead of him! MinSik shook his head, sighing softly. Though he was the younger of the two of them, he was sure he was the wiser. Hadn't HeeChul ever learned from movies that switching places never worked? They'd be caught, and it'd all end in drama drama drama, but he had to be realistic- there was no convincing HeeChul otherwise, and so he might as well just go along with it, and have as much fun with it as he could.
HeeChul loved it, how people whispered behind their hands as he passed by, their eyes lingering upon him. He didn't know why he hadn't thought of doing something like this earlier, it was quite fun being the new kid again! He felt like the center of attention, though he attributed that to not just his newness within the school, but also to the wonderfulness that was simply HeeChul- he couldn't blame them for being drawn to him, if he was someone else, he surely would be too! A grin lingered upon his full lips the whole way to his homeroom, even as he spoke to the teacher and was directed to his seat- at the moment, he loved teachers! As the door opened, though, that grin was wiped from HeeChul's lips, and he froze, rigid.
That boy he had seen in front of the music store was there, in the same room as him, and then he was walking closer. HeeChul's eyes widened, his bright gaze fixed upon the stranger as he came closer, closer, but then the boy was passing him, moving up the row to go sit at his desk. It took a moment for HeeChul to realize what just happened, and he blinked, glancing over his shoulder. He was even more amazing than he thought the first time he'd seen him- so quiet, mysterious, such a badass walking in just as the bell had rung... HeeChul could feel his cheeks growing warm, and he looked down at his desk, smiling to himself.
And so turning around once again, lips parting to make way for the words that were to come, ready to introduce himself to the other-
With a frown, he turned back around in his seat, now glaring hard at the desk before him. He'd never wish death upon a person, but oh how he wished the girl doing the announcements would just... trip... off of something very high at that moment.