[FIC] What's in a name: Heechul

Title: What's in a name: Heechul
Characters: Heechul
Rating: G
Wordcount: 599
Summary: History was like an already turned page to him.
A/N: I wrote the first drabble (which was Leeteuk's) on the 8th of May and since then have gradually written the others as well. It is one drabble a member. There are no plotlines, this is basically my positive fangirl view on what goes on in their minds I guess, and I just really enjoyed writing these out, although it sometimes was a major battle.

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History was like an already turned page to him.

E ven though he didn’t think life would turn out the way it did for him, he was happy that it had. Because by following the course his life had taken, he had been able to find out lots of surprising truths about life, about love, about work, about others and, most importantly, about himself. He had discovered that his pretty face would take him far in life, but not all the way. Never all the way. One needed skills too to make something good out of life. He had learned that the hard way.

Every so many months, he would drink too much, drop down somewhere and think about life. He then often wondered what he would do with his once the fairytale ended. Because surely his idol status would once be taken from him. He also sometimes thought back to the car accident, remembering how close he had been to losing his life back then and how frail a human life really was. Thoughts like that, however, were only allowed on those drunk nights. At other times, the past was a closed book and the present was the future to him. Complaining about past things wasn’t his cup of tea.

Complaining about present things, however, was. He liked to give his members a hard time. Mostly because they never gave him crap about it. It was funny to see how they tried to let him have a feeling of superiority, even though they all knew Youngwoon could floor him with one blow and Jungsoo could shut him up with a single word. The beauty of it all was that they didn’t. They let him play strong and arrogant, as long as he kept to the silent rule of not interfering with any of the others’ wellbeing.

Having a group of close friends like his members was something he had never deemed possible. He used to be his school number one loner. The boy who had friends but didn’t really need them. He used to be a worriless kid. But then real life had gushed down on him and he was more than happy to have had his friends around at that time. If there was anything in his life that he was truly, unbelievably grateful for, it was to have met the fourteen people that always had his back whenever things got rough.

Unlike what many people thought, he was a very emotional person. He would sometimes spend a whole day looking at the things around him and realising how precious everything was. More often than once, he would be thinking over his life and philosophizing about it. No one had ever noticed it because of his positive and carefree behaviour when other people were watching. Only those close to him would know, and whenever his emotions took the upper hand, they were there to make him feel better again.

Living a life the way he did was risky, but all the more fun, even if he said so himself. There was no way he would change the course of his life even if he had the chance to. Because no matter how hard it could be and how annoyed he could get by all the dongsaengs, he loved them all in his own hard-voiced way and showed it by the way he would laugh at their stupid jokes and the way his eyes would sparkle when he pulled another prank on them. He also knew that without them, he wouldn’t even be half of what he was today.