Title: SMOKING ROOM

Author: mookiye & Nina*

Paring: LeadNum? YeolMyung? or GyuYeol?

Rating: PG-15

Authors note: 

It started with Brother Liu's image of a young rocker and a sentence. A young rocker smoking a cigarette on a leather sofa in the practice room while waiting for his girlfriend? Mano, what's the matter?

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P.S. All sentences occurred on Twitter that featured two people. Due to the limitations of letters, expressions may not flow smoothly. And we do not dare to compose the whole thing. If you read it and are confused. I apologize.

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Please introduce Lee Sung Yeol's beloved child.

I'm a girl crazy about big bikes.

Ninja zx10r

The big bike that we especially like from Kawasaki ;] After this model of Ninja came out about three years ago. Usually when writing fiction, if a motorcycle is involved, it's usually this model. In Thailand, there are real drivers. It's very popular and the prices are not too much. Stylish six digit number Only about six hundred and fifty thousand baht.

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http://www.2013reviews.com/2011-kawasaki-ninja-zx-10r-abs/

Additional information about Nong Ninja.

As for P'Kew's car, I didn't think about what kind of car it was. But it's a normal car, not anything luxurious...maybe? See you next time.

XD (

Question: Why don't you recommend a brand of cigarettes for the second person you smoke? Why recommend a car? Keep it up, if it still works, please give me some advice? Haha)

A spicy taste that was burning in the lungs. Invite your mind to clear your mind for a time. Gray smoke floated lazily around him as he waited for someone, but suddenly he was so startled that his cigarette nearly fell out. When someone shows up from behind a slender face that has been molded into the shape of an owl.

“Ya!” When he regained his composure, he shook his shoulders and avoided the strange face. The owner likes to make the price worse before sticking a cigarette in it until it almost hits the other person's face, causing the other person to burst into laughter. Officer Owl laughed before returning to his normal expression. Two eyes blinked. Put the rolling paper in another person's hand.

"Share it."

His face twisted slightly, looking at the man with a cheeky smile who held up a crumpled, empty envelope. Before reaching out, he took out the cigarette pack he just bought and threw it to the young owl. The figure was able to receive the cigarette pack immediately. Giving a cheeky smile, he reached out and snatched the cigarette in the other person's hand and smoked it like that.

"I'm lazy. Take this, hyung."

The mainland Chinese man's face was clearly devastated as the half-smoked white cigarette was pulled out of his hand. The culprit took it and smoked it with a straight face. Vulgar cursing and cursing at the younger man sounded in his throat. But he didn't do anything more than that. Before you have to pick up a new cigarette and light it. The bastard turned around and saw his brother about to light a new cigarette. So he brought his slender face, still holding another person's cigarette, closer to him.

“You can continue from here, hyung.” His voice was muffled because of the cigarette in his mouth. But it's clear enough to make someone flinch. His eyebrows instantly twitched. Before turning away, he lit a silver lighter in his hand. The mouth moved and the cursing sounded not soft.

"Shit...goosebumps."

Did your boyfriend come in and see you dancing with your nails splitting your face?

"Oh, I'm afraid my girlfriend will see me." The light figure muttered as if reading his mind, smiling slightly before fully turning his back to the sofa. The nearly finished cigarette continued to do its job quietly. The tall figure did the same.

"Even if I don't have a boyfriend I still get goosebumps." He said that... but didn't directly admit it. What is the cause of the goosebumps? Don't...don't be evil. With an owl's face like that, whoever looks at it will have feelings for cigarettes too? I choked on the smoke and died before dying from emphysema. But there was no other answer than the young man's laughter, perhaps with a clear face.

This guy's stuff doesn't really look like a cigarette. But few people know This kid is a heavy smoker and a good drinker. Even after that, he started acting up about cigarettes. Said I'm afraid I'm not handsome...

'Actually, you'll be a lot more handsome if you stop making that owl face at other people.' This was what the young man had jokingly scolded. Of course, no one could stop an elementary school student.

"Where's your girlfriend?" After finishing his new cigarette and preparing to light a second, he asked the person who had been sitting silently, looking here and there for a while.

“Still practicing. I'm practicing with my hyung's boyfriend.” The young man extinguished the cigarette in his hand and grabbed the other person's brand new pack of cigarettes haphazardly. So cute and polite that he wanted to stick a freshly lit cigarette into the palm of this crazy kid's hand to teach him basic manners. But when I thought of the sound of cursing,

that will follow if he doesn't know how to restrain himself It makes me have to keep grinding.

But if he really did it, he couldn't do it. I don't know since when. That the young boy in front of him recklessly messed with his belongings. Everyone knew that he was very possessive. If you're not close, don't expect to share. And when did he become close to this young man? It's good that he doesn't want to share his girlfriend yet.

Otherwise, he would probably have caught him and tied him up and returned it to his girlfriend, breaking her heart to his satisfaction. Charged with wanting to touch things other people without permission

It's funny when you think about it...or is it because he has to sit and breathe with him this often because his two girlfriends are too attached to each other?

“So, hyung, how long have you been here? Don't you have practice today?" And the young man started the conversation. You could see that the atmosphere had become quiet until it was like they were talking with cigarette smoke.

"I came with my girlfriend... drove me." He pumped cigarette smoke into his lungs again.

“No practice, but today I have to play music at the pub. So I'm going to take my girlfriend with me."

The boy raised one eyebrow in interest before asking the older man, who crushed his second cigarette in the sandbox before taking out a new one.

“Uh huh. Hyung, you're jealous of your girlfriend.” The boy's face was so disbelieving that he really wanted to stick a cigarette in the middle of his forehead.

"I've never seen a hyung sing before."

"How can I ever see it? If we meet again, will we meet here?" He said matter-of-factly. The young man nodded in agreement with a smile.

"...So, can I go look?"

"Nah, hyung, I'll go take a look too." There was a clear look of curiosity in his eyes. Until the young man wondered in his heart whether just singing in a pub was that exciting?

"If you're going, just go...how can you not? Not the pub owner.” A long stream of gray cigarette smoke billowed out. before crushing it into the tray again His eyes flickered to the practice room door, which was still completely silent, causing him to let out a deep sigh. How long will you practice today? But when preparing to take the fourth cigarette The practice room door that had been closed for nearly five hours suddenly opened. He who was caught off guard

I was so shocked I almost dropped the foil envelope. Some figures walked out, their faces scrunched up as the pungent smell of tobacco spread throughout the room.

"Smelles of cigarettes," was all the figure said before walking down and sitting next to the young man. You leaned against him tiredly, muttering incoherently. And another person followed closely behind. His body was soaked with sweat from the intense practice.

"Run away to smoke again, Sungyeol-ah."

A senior young man listens to his girlfriend's complaints and wants to stick his head in the sandbox to find out and survive. What should I do? Sitting and waiting until bored for almost five hours. Going out to find something to do, I don't know when I'll come out. The electronic devices my boyfriend brought with me I don't know how to use. The guitar was in the car. The whole person only had cigarettes.

So I had the wisdom to just sit and pump nicotine into my lungs until I could still feel what really stinks.

"Hyung, I'm sorry..." But the words he said sounded so frightening to his girlfriend that he was an owl-faced boy. You burst out laughing like that. You really should have thrown a litter box at your face and stuffed a cigarette in your mouth to death.

“Why did Sung Yeol-ah say she wasn't going to smoke?” and another young man's sentence made the cigarette in his slender hand almost fall to the ground. The owl-faced bastard quickly put out his cigarette.

"Just a little bit, Myungsoo-ah, I just didn't even smoke a cigarette. Just a little bit, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

From laughing out loud at another person Now it was time for the young man to sit back and laugh about his fear of the Owl Face's girlfriend as revenge.

Spit...I want to spit it out right now so you can see it. Mom, aren't you afraid of your wife being different from me? So what's wrong with it? When I was about to continue the fourth cigarette. I see you're staring at the third cigarette as well. And what about the empty envelope? What did you throw into the trash can? Wafers stuffed with chocolate? Don't let me scold you.

But when I saw him sitting and flirting to please his girlfriend, I thought something strange. It's not anything...just does he have to do it?

“Woohyun-ah…” called the person who was resting on his shoulder, so quiet that he wasn't sure if he was asleep or not. But the owner of the name still made a loud noise in response.

"So tired? So today you don't have to follow Hyung to the pub. I'll go round and take you home first, do you want that?" He offered an offer of rest that he thought he would quickly grab. But he was shaking his head violently.

“Then why are you lying still like this, hmm? Have you finished practicing yet?" He stroked his hair and cheeks, hoping to please 'Woohyun', moving his face to snuggle with his hand. The body moved closer. How can you say that you're not tired after begging like this? He could only laugh in his heart. Smiling, he looked at the kitten who was secretly pleading with him on his shoulder.

"Woo Hyuna"

"Uh..."

"Are you sleepy?"

"Uh..."

"So, do you want to go home?" The man shook his head again.

"I want to go see hyung sing."

"You can go look at any time. Hyung, you didn't sing just today." He wrapped his hand around her shoulder and tightened it close to his body. His fingers lightly brushed the bangs that were in his face. With love Normal times are already cute. When I'm tired and want to beg, it's cute and no one is too cute.

"Hyung doesn't often sing at pubs."

"And where does Hyung sing differently from when he sang to us?"

"It's not the same."

"How is it?"

"It's not the same, it's not the same."

"Besides, I want to be with hyung..." His body cringed and he tilted his head. Hoping that he would be soft-hearted and allow me to follow along.

But the deliberate sound of coughing seemed to tell the young man and the small figure in his arms that it was in the smoking room. They also have other members. His eyes flickered back to look at the owl-faced boy and his cute-faced girlfriend and he felt a little embarrassed, but mixed in with him was annoyance at being interrupted.

And what he saw was...a thin figure of a smaller person with his chin resting on his shoulder and hugging another person from behind.

It was clear that the coughing sound just now was made to deliberately annoy you. You bastard...not enough to scrub your throat. Plus, he smiles and smiles until it's really annoying. Damn it, one day he'll have to get a litter box filled with his mouth.

“Are you tired, Mingsu?” The tall figure turned to ask the young man who rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Tired." He didn't say anything, but still closed his eyes, lightly grinding his chin against his shoulder.

“Grandma, if you're done, you can move your butt up. I'll be late." Lifting Woohyun's backpack over his shoulder, he reached out his hand to pull his boyfriend up to follow him. After interrupting the irritating owl, he quickly walked out to the front of the practice room. Mom, if Woohyun isn't tired, you can start the car. I'll step on the swing.

"Wait~" The owl held the young man's arm.

"Hyung hasn't told me where he plays yet." He sighed heavily at the half-owl, half-gecko boy. Without having to maintain any basic manners anymore, he pulled out his wallet and stuffed a business card into the young man's hand.

"The pub near Namsan is in the second block. It's not difficult to find. Bad name.

LED"

He said that's the end of it. That boy Sungyeol smiled and released his arm as soon as he received the information.

"Okay~ then, H-Y-A-N" He made a sound that made him want to slam the gear into reverse and push the pedal to the wheel...Whoa! What child is so irritating?

As soon as the young man was out of sight The owl immediately turned around and invited the transparent figure. But Myungsoo immediately shook his head as well.

"If you want to go, then go. I can't. I just want to sleep."

“How can you... Ming Suya? Are you going to let your girlfriend go to the pub alone?” The owl's eyes flashed threateningly. But Myungsoo looked bored. Not in the mood to be possessive or want to follow and control. Because I'm completely sleepy.

“Um, let... go. I'll call a taxi back." Lee Sung Yeol's 'Ming Soo Ya' turned his back on his boyfriend so nonchalantly that the teenage owl father wanted to flutter his wings. Know that you are angry. But he quickly managed to grab his girlfriend's arm before calling a taxi to take him home.

“Mingsu...”

"Well, what do you have to be jealous of? Who dares to drag me this tall?” Myungsoo muttered a series of words before leaning against his tall figure. Put your chin on your shoulder. Two arms hugged his waist tightly.

"sleepy..."

“Ah, you can go back. Mingsoo is sleepy and needs to sleep. So give me the phone, please. So I can call and tell his hyung that I won't be leaving...but..." the owl thought.

“Hyung, what is your friend's boyfriend's name? Mingsu"

“Sungkyu,” Myungsoo replied in a timid voice... How many times have we met? Plus, how many times have you come out to meet? We talked every time. Why don't you ask each other's last names?

“You can go. Just send us home. To the point of investing in asking where the shop is, I'll just go." The light figure chattered, smiling with narrowed eyes.

"In case hyung is really waiting for you to come up."

"No...how can it be like that? I don't think Hyung is more important than Ming Soo. How did you ask for a phone? I'll call your friend and tell him not to keep his hyung waiting.”

"Give it away and don't go. Don't let me know you ran away.” Myungsoo giggles before handing the phone to Sungyeol.

“Woohyun's name is the first number. That made the call."

"Not running away...are you afraid I'll run away, Mingsu?" He answered the phone but didn't rush to call. But instead, he put his face in front of him. Until Myungsoo had to dodge.

"Why would I be afraid? Wherever you want to go, go."

“Ah...Mingsu is so cruel. Mingsu isn't afraid, but I'm afraid. So...tonight I'm going to stay with Mingsoo."

Myungsoo turned around to look at Lee Sungyeol's twinkling elementary school student eyes and sighed heavily. His soft palm pushed his boyfriend's face away in annoyance.

"Whatever you do, just do it. I'm sleepy. I want to take a shower and go to bed." After the permission was over, Sungyeol raised his hand like a child. Before immediately taking Myung Soo's hand to climb onto his beloved ninja. Pick up a helmet and put it on your head so that it is round and secures well under your chin. When Myungsoo got on the pillion, he immediately hugged him to the waist knowingly.

Lee Sung Yeol is a speedster. Drive so fast that you're afraid hell will ask for you someday. But that's it...where is it prohibited?

“I thought you weren't coming,” Sunggyu said, blowing smoke into the air in the pub's smoking room.

LED

There were only him and Sungyeol, the only two people.

“And your boyfriend doesn't mind? Run away and play like this.” Sungyeol smiled deeply. Fill your lungs with smoke from rolled tobacco.

"That guy went home and fell asleep," which was really the case. When I got home The first thing Myungsoo did was lay down on the soft bed. Until Sungyeol had to pull the sleepy person to take a shower first. And then there was a little cleanliness test...that was it. After that, Myungsoo fell into a deep sleep. Sungyeol had the opportunity to come out and watch the young man sing here.

If you finish watching, you will rush back to sleep and hug the kitten as usual. I had made up my mind not to let Myungsoo find out. But even though I know...it's okay. His Mingsu is so cute.

"Oh, I saw Woohyun said you weren't coming."

"Oh, you want me to come that much? H-y-a-n~" The owl's voice really invited him to put a cigarette in the middle of his forehead.

“And hyung's girlfriend?” asked Myungsoo's little friend who was supposed to be together with Sunggyuhyung. But since he walked in, there had been no sign of the thin figure. With Woohyun's bright red hair that caught the eye

"In the room, asleep."

"knock?"

"Um... I've been asleep since I got in the car. I'll play and wake up soon. If you don't wake me up, I'll be upset."

Sungyeol nodded his head in acknowledgment. A faint cloud of acrid smoke floated around. Between the boy and Sunggyu, there was silence once again. I regained my consciousness and heard the sound of a silver Lighter's 'gag' in the young man's hand, who looked upset because of his sudden appearance. The good lighter wouldn't light up.

"Here you are."

"Hm..."

“Stay still.” Sunggyu held Sungyeol's slender chin loosely. Bring your face closer...until the ends of their cigarettes are close together. One person inhaled smoke into his lungs, creating a fire. Another person took a deep breath of air into his lungs. Calling fire from another person to find the cigarette in his mouth. Even though both eyes were focused on the tip of his cigarette But the rhythm of breathing seems to be one and the same...

Making both of them feel a slight heat on their faces, Sunggyu quickly pulled away as soon as the cigarette lit. Not unlike Sungyeol who stood still with a difficult expression on his face.

“Mom, I really got goosebumps,” Sunggyu muttered, stealthily looking at Se in another direction.

“The truth is, hyung told me nicely. Fine...I can lend you some electricity." After a long moment of stunned silence, Lee Sung Yeol then took out a lighter from his pants pocket and handed it to him. Sunggyu didn't know if he was angry at him for being so slow or angry at himself for wanting to smoke in such a hurry that he accidentally did something creepy like just a moment ago. In his heart, he blamed the young boy for continuously pumping smoke into his lungs. If you really want to borrow

Should have submitted it from the beginning. Not standing and watching him wrestle with his beloved Lighter that suddenly died in his hands until he had to choose the way to connect the cigarette like he did...

"Thank you, but next time it would be better if you could submit it a little sooner." I could have sworn that I didn't use my tone of voice or make any weird expressions, but the owl suddenly burst out laughing. Until he himself almost choked on the cigarette smoke and died miserably in the room. Sunggyu extended his leg and kicked lightly. at the hip with an incomparable irritation

Sungyeol still bursts out laughing even as his hand gently rubs his hip.

"Hyung-ah, you're so embarrassed. It hurts." He finished and stuffed his own light into the young man's hand.

“When I return first, hyung will have a spot for me. There's no need to find someone to connect the electricity." That's all, Sungyeol got a hard kick. From Sunggyu into his hips, full of love again.

"I don't casually share cigarettes with anyone. Ha..."

“Oh...so does that mean Hyung only smoked cigarettes with me? Wow...so embarrassed. But I'm not cheating on Myungsoo." Even though I got kicked out, Mom. He still didn't realize it, he was depressed. So I could only pretend to turn off the mode towards the good-looking kid who liked to make people lose money by acting strangely. Until I felt sorry for my boyfriend who grew fond of him...how could I tolerate it?

When the tall figure saw that the other person was just blowing cigarette smoke into the air I myself started to be quiet. Seolyeol sat down on the floor. He leaned on his side and leaned on Sunggyu's leg, which was still standing like a big cat. I don't know if the tall figure's silence was because he felt guilty or wanted something. Sunggyu reached down and ruffled the owl boy's brown hair.

"What's wrong?"

“No,” Sungyeol answered, not helping to ease Sunggyu's doubts. But before I could do any more washing. His bandmates also beckoned forward into the smoking room.

“It's time, Sunggyu,” he nodded in response to his friend who had disappeared. Gently hit the young man's head with force. It's a nudge to stand up. The tall figure raised his head and smiled at Sunggyu instead of getting up properly.

“Hyung, go first. Let me finish this cigarette first." He held up the remaining cigarette in his hand near the filter for him to see.

“You can go. I'll go wake up Woohyun. You walked out the door where my friend disappeared. And said come with me."

"Hm...hahahahahahahahahaha" Sungyeol stood up. Crush the cigarette in the sand. Then he disappeared through the door that Sunggyu had told him about. He didn't stay until Sungyeol was out of sight and disappeared through the door for the staff. He walked into the room where his little child was sleeping. Prepare to wake him up to listen to him play music like he said.

After finishing playing music at the pub that night He returned to the old atmosphere. In the room of the original practice room To wait for the same boyfriend The original leather sofa Next to the original sandbox Under the original light bulb original fan front with a strange young boy with the same appearance With the same conversation

“Please have a cigarette, hyung.”

FIN