Sick Days
Title: Sick Days
Author: aulio123
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Donghae
Raiting: R
Warning: Slight!smut & language
Summary: Donghae catches a cold, and Kyuhyun is left to watch him.
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Sick Days
“Heechul! Heechul!! HEECHUL! GET YOUR OWN FOOD!” Siwon screamed at the sight of Heechul eating his breakfast. He swatted the greedy boy away, picked up his bowl, and moved. Heechul gave Shisus a pout, but it didn’t work. That’s when Donghae strolled into the kitchen and every member turned to look. “Oh, you look disgusting, Hae!” Sungmin squealed and the boy’s disheveled hair and pale skin. Leeteuk shot a glare at his child and turned back to Donghae. “You don’t look so well, Donghae.” The said boy let out a vicious sneeze. “Yeah, well I don’t feel so well.” He replied, his voice all hoarse. Leeteuk immediately went into umma mode and rushed to him with tissues. “Go lay back down, you need rest. I’ll call the manager and he’ll probably bring some medicine. Go, go, shoo! Sleep!” And with that, Donghae went straight back the way he came, crawling into his messy bed again, only to fall asleep right away.
He woke up a couple hours later and got up to use the bathroom. But, the minute he left his room, the umma was there telling him to go back to sleep. Donghae would usually smile at his hyung’s care, but not today. “HYUNG! I’ve got to relieve my bladder, if that’s okay with you! And I’ve already slept beyond the normal hours of sleep a human should have! I’m hungry!” He yelled, storming off into the bathroom. When Donghae was finished in the bathroom (Yeah, he said he had to pee, but ended up up-chucking a few times too), he walked into the kitchen and plopped down in a chair. Leeteuk was busying himself cooking, probably for him. “Listen, I’m sorry for yelling Teukie-hyung.” Leeteuk turned around and was smiling, no shocker. “It’s okay, Hae! You’re sick, I understand!” He sat a bowl in front of Donghae. “Okay, now… eat! I made you some tea, too. Oh! And here’s the medicine manager hyung gave me for you. Take it, promise?” Leeteuk said, walking towards the door. “Okay… uhmmm. Hyung? Where are you going?” At that moment, as if this day just couldn’t get any better (sarcasm intended), Kyuhyun strolled into the kitchen, ruffling Donghae’s hair. “Awwww. Fishy caught a cold?” He said in a mocking tone. Donghae contemplated jumping from the window. “Hyung…?” Donghae pouted, looking at Leeteuk. “Sorry, Hae! I have a schedule. Kyuhyun’s off today. He’s the only one that could babysit you.” Donghae pouted further. “You’re going to have me be ‘babysat’ by someone younger than me?!?!?” Leeteuk rolled his eyes and opened the door. “You’ll be fine.” He said, before closing the door.
Donghae didn’t say anything to Kyuhyun, because he knew that one snarky remark from the boy would spark a fist fight, at which they’d probably both face the manager’s wrath for. So, he decided to take the easy way out, and camped himself in his room. He was in the midst of reading a recent magazine when Kyuhyun knocked. He looked up at the boy standing in the doorway and tried to build his patience now. “Uhm.. do you need anything?” He asked, quietly. What, no snarky comment? Donghae was a bit taken aback. “Uh, no. I’m fine. Thanks.” He went back to reading his magazine, but was stopped when he felt more weight added to his bed. He put the magazine down and noted that Kyuhyun was now sitting beside him. “How do you feel?” Kyuhyun asked, playing with his fingers to avoid eye contact. Donghae felt a very strange feeling about this. “Like you always do when you’re sick. Like crap.” Whoa, where did he get that snark from?
Kyuhyun sighed. “Hyung…” He said, softly, making Donghae finally close the magazine for good, “You know… I really look up to you, right?” Kyuhyun say whaaaaa? Donghae shrugged. “No, I didn’t.” He replied, interested in what the boy had to say. Besides, this new soft side could totally be black mail someday, he should get a video camera. “Well, I mean. Most all of us had fame given to us, but you worked for it. And you appreciate everything so much more than anyone I know. And you’re such a great dancer, and your singing is… eh.” Donghae made a face, provoking a little laugh from the younger. “Not that it’s bad or anything, just not the levels of my skill.” Arrogant. “But, you’re just… I wish I could be more like you. I adore you, hyung.” Donghae felt like crying. Partly because Kyuhyun was never this nice to anyone, so he knew he was special, and because this would probably never happen again. “And hyung… I like you.” Donghae was confused. Obivously he liked him! “I like you too!” Donghae exclaimed through his crackly voice. Kyuhyun shook his head, though. “No, I mean like….” He trailed off, and Donghae didn’t need to hear anymore. He knew where this was going. “Awww, Kyuhyunnie. Look at you being all cutesy and stuff.” Donghae mocked him, gaining an eye roll. “Yeah, yeah. Don’t tell anyone, or I’ll come after you, though.” And Donghae got an idea. “Oh, really, now? And what would you do to me? “ He said, tone very suggestive. Kyuhyun shot him a lusty look. “You really wanna know?” Donghae nodded, not sure if this was a good idea anymore.
Before he knew it, Kyuhyun had him pinned to the bed and their tongues tangled in a heated kiss. Donghae came back to reality, quickly. He pushed Kyuhyun away a little. “You’ll get sick.” He panted. Kyuhyun shook his head. “I’m Cho Kyuhyun, hyung.” Arrogant little bastard! Donghae rolled his eyes. Fine, if he wanted to risk it, so be it. He pulled Kyuhyun back down by his shirt collar. Donghae found himself tugging at Kyuhyun’s shirt, the other laughing into the kiss. He pulled away and did the job himself, ridding them both of clothes. Donghae glanced at the younger’s chest, with scars everywhere. He smirked, because that was actually, kind of, a turn on. “Stop staring.” Kyuhyun squirmed a little, feeling self conscience. He pecked Kyuhyun on the forehead. “I forgot, you’re Cho Kyuhyun. You can survive anything.” Kyuhyun caught Donghae in another long kiss, before he whispered seductively into Hae’s ear, “Damn straight.”
Donghae’s body was weak, from being sick and all, and yes, even though Kyuhyun thrusting in and out of him felt amazing, he still felt himself become exhausted. And, therefore, after they both came, Donghae was fast asleep. Kyuhyun tried to wake him because he forgot to take his medicine again, but the fishy was out cold. He sighed, happily and wrapped his arms around his hyung, eventually dosing off too.
“DONGHAE! FISHY! MY SICK LITTLE CHILD!” Leeteuk screamed, as he walked through the door. His first instinct was to go check up on the boy. He made his way down the hallway and threw open the door to his room. “How are you--- OH MY GOD.” He yelled, waking both boys up. First of all, Kyuhyun never cared about anything, so he just smiled. Donghae, on the other hand, would have cared if he wasn’t this tired. Therefore, he found a shirt on the floor and chucked it at the leader, grumbling, “OUT.” Leeteuk shrieked and shut the door. Donghae went back to sleep fast, but Kyuhyun layed there still half awake. He could hear Leeteuk’s mumbled complaining to Heechul. “HE STOLE HIS INNCENCE, HEECHUL! STOLE IT! MY POOR SICK LITTLE BABY!” He rolled his eyes, and glanced over at the peacefully sleeping Donghae. No one could ever possibly steal his innocence. And then Kyuhyun sneezed, realizing that his throat was now on fire. GOD DAMMIT!
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A/N: So, this is probably the best smut I've written and it still sucks. ;___; Anyhow, I am currently reeeeally sick, so I was lying in bed and thought, HEY LET'S WRITE A FLUFFY SMUTTY FIC! And then this happened. ^.^ I hope you like?