Hey There Sexy
Title: Hey There Sexy
Pairing: HaeHyuk (girl!Hyuk)
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Genderswitch, Language
Length: One-shot
Summary: Donghae thinks she’s sexy, and she thinks he’s a pervert - which is true.
“Hey there sexy” Donghae muttered as he eyed Hyukjae from head to toe as the said girl walked past him on the hallway, her hair down, her skirt bouncing on his delicate thigh - almost, just almost exposing her ass. Donghae whistled as his eyes landed on her top. She was wearing a too low neck-line sleeveless top, his cleavage saying hello, and Donghse just wanted to greet back.
Hyukjae turned to him and glared “Pervert” She muttered disgusted and continued on walking.
Donghae eyebrow’s rose and stood up, walking right after her. “I’m just saying what I think, and I think you’re sexy” Donghae whispered as he stepped closer to her, and bent down on her ears, gushing his breath on her skin. His front pressed on her back.
Hyukjae abruptly stopped walking, turned around and pushed Donghae down to his butt flat on the ground - obviously not happy with what Donghae did to her.
“Stop bothering me!” She hissed, rolled her eyes, turned her heels and stomped her way to her classroom.
That made quite a scene that people stared at Donghae some in disbelief some in pity, cause once again his charm’s not just doing it to her Hyukjae.
So he abruptly stood up, dusted his pants and smiled at the people walking. “You’ll end up under my pants, Hyukjae, just wait and see” He muttered as he went to follow her in their classroom.
Donghae’s eyes flew automatically to the red-haired woman sitting at the far back of the room talking to someone on the phone.
He quickly strode off and sat on his chair which was right in front of Hyukjae’s. He turned around to look at her.
“Sexxxxy” He said eyeing her as she talked someone on the phone. Hyukjae’s eyes quickly flew to his when she heard him and she rolled her eyes yet again though she didn’t look away.
Donghae smirked and winked at her. “Look” he said as he stood up right in front of her and pushed up his shirt exposing his toned abdomen. He looked at her and noticed how she’s stuttering to the one she’s talking “J-j-just b-be there” She said her eyes drawn to Donghae’s body.
Donghae smirked at her reaction and without further ado reached out for Hyukjae’s free hand which was limp on the table and placed it on his abdomen. He held her wrist as he guide her palm on his abs. Donghae shivered at how cold Hyukjae’s hands were on his skin.
“You could always touch this, I’m forever yours, always remember” He said.
Hyukjae upon getting back to her senses pulled back her hands and punched Donghae’s crotch out of anger standing up in the process, her phone left unattended on the floor at her sudden reaction.
“YOU PERVERT!” She said and kneed Donghae again on the crotch.
Donghae yelped and fell on the floor, both of his hands between his legs. “Shit! Fuck! My multiplier!” he hissed as he looked up at her who in return just rolled her eyes to him.
“You deserve more than that” She said and sat back on her chair in a huff.
Their classmates saw all that happened and just shook their heads. They all know how Donghae’s too touchy and pervert to Hyukjae since he really likes the girl, he just have this wrong move of showing to her.
So Donghae stayed on the floor in front of Hyukjae’s chair, cursing from time to time as he took advantage of looking at Hyukjae’s thigh which was offered to her by her when she crossed her legs.
Donghae gulped and took a peek up at Hyukjae who was back to her phone her attention not on him anymore.
So he went back into devouring his eyes with the light of Hyukjae’s smooth legs and a glimpse of her polka-dot underwear.
~~
“I would like to be her partner!” Donghae shouted as he raised his hands up when the teacher asked who wants to partner-up with Hyukjae in the upcoming school festival.
“NO!” Hyukjae shouted “Not you, I don’t want you” Donghae heard Hyukjae shouted at his back. He turned around and smiled at her “I dance better than I look, ok” He said all the while his arms still up on the air.
Hyukjae glared at him “No, I don’t want you still” She said looking at him. She suddenly stood up.
“I don’t want him, Miss.” She pleaded. The teacher just looked at her and to Donghae who decided to stand up too, his hands down already but were clutched together in a praying position.
“Please Miss” He mouthed to her.
The teacher sighed “Would there be anyone who wants to partner-up with Hyukjae? Boys only” She shouted.
Donghae immediately glared at all boys who turned to look at him - almost attempting to raise their hands - to seek if that’s okay to him which is apparently no, a big no under his dead body.
“No one?” Their teacher said as no one was raising their hands. Hyukjae looked at Donghae and saw him glaring at their classmates.
“Don’t scare them!” She practically shouted at him. Donghae turned to look at Hyukjae and shook his head “I’m not” he said then faced their teacher again with a smile.
“No one wants to partner-up with Hyukjae, so I volunteer myself” Donghae said then he ran towards the teacher’s table, got her pen, and wrote his name beside Hyukjae’s on the list of performers for the upcoming dance presentation on their school festival. Hyukjae was an automatic performer since she’s the president of the dance club.
After doing his little recreational effort of writing his name, Donghae jogged back to his seat. But before he sat he turned around to a flustered Hyukjae sitting on her chair, throwing dagger looks at him and said “This will be fun” and winked.
~~
Tango would be their piece on the dance presentation and Donghae smiled upon realization hit him that Tango is a very intimate dance.
“Nice” he murmured to himself as he eyed Hyukjae stretching in front of him. The two are in the dance room - you know, the typical mirror-walled room - so whatever or wherever Hyukjae goes to, he always have the benefits of showing her face. Lovely.
“Stretch too” Hyukjae commented when she found out Donghae’s just standing behind her rejuvenating his sight with her ass. Hyukjae quickly turned when she noticed where he’s looking at.
“Stop staring at my ass!” She wailed. Donghae looked up at her and smiled “I can’t help, I’m sorry, okay” He murmured as he went to stand beside her.
Hyukjae glared at him as he stood beside her. “What?” He asked.
Hyukjae just rolled her eyes and they started stretching before the actual practice.
“Okay so we’ll be performing a tango” Hyukjae said as the two of them sat on the floor, their backs rested on the mirrored-wall their bags between them after they stretched.
Donghae turned his head to Hyukjae and stared as he listened
“Do you even know how to dance Tango?” Hyukjae asked smiling as she turned to look at him only to stop short when he noticed how Donghae is looking at her - so careful. As if he’s really listening but not really, as if he’s looking but not all.
For the first time ever since he started chasing after her she noticed how eccentric his eyes are, so pretty yet not, then her eyes fell to his nose, pointed and perfect like a Greek one’s, then to his lips, that red, moist, and even before she could conclude another fact she snapped back to her senses and looked back to his eyes.
His eyes seemed comforting, so warm and so…in love? Hyukjae gulped at her findings and just stared back to him. Just stared back to the eyes that sees no one beautiful but her. Sometimes she wondered why the hell does he like her.
“You’ll be wearing heels” were Donghae’s reply as he snapped back to reality and looked forward, completely ignoring her question.
Hyukjae gulped upon realizing how she stared at him , too, how she was drawn to stare back.
She turned her head facing forward and nodded, and looked at Donghae through the reflection of the mirror in front of them.
“Let’s practice” She said as she abruptly stood up. Donghae followed her and they started.
As Donghae thought, the dance was intimate. There’s this one step where he holds Hyukjae, one hand intertwined with her hand, the other at her back, just above her waistband, while she pressed herself to him, one of her legs folded at his side, hiking his shorts higher on her thigh, exposing more skin to Donghae’s delight, and their faces mere inches from each other. Her free hand on his waist. His chest and her’s touching. Because in tango there’re no space for space.
They practiced; it would always be the routine for the two to head to the dance room after their class, and practice until the guards decided to shoo them out.
“Want me to bring you home? It’s late” Donghae said when Hyukjae and him ended the practice quite late, and it’s quite dark.
Hyukjae looked at him and rolled her eyes “No thank you” She said and she started walking towards the opposite direction of the parking lot. The school’s dark already, having it pass 7 in the evening.
Hyukjae is really not scared of ghost, but she’s not the brave either. So-so, you know, so when a black cat decided to purr in the darkness she was left running back to Donghae shouting, pouncing on him, hugging him just to remind her self she’s not alone. And of course, Donghae wouldn’t throw the chance away.
“You’re so sexy when you’re scared” Donghae mumbled as Hyukjae had her head on his shoulder, her arms around his waist. Hyukjae abruptly stood straight and stepped back from Donghae, completely detaching herself from him.
“You’re very eerie” She commented “but at least I know you’re real and not a ghost, I’m accepting your offer of bringing me home”
Donghae smiled and nodded “My pleasure sexy” He said as he got her bag from her grip and started heading to his car.
Donghae made an impression on that to her.
“So he can be a gentleman, sometimes, at least” She mumbled to herself.
~~
The said dance presentation came and Donghae was at the back stage with Hyukjae, waiting to be dressed-up and make-up and other pre-presentation preparations.
The two were sitting side by side on a mono-block, they’re not talking, but each has an earphone to either’s ears, listening to lessen the tiny nervousness they feel.
“Lee Donghae and Lee Hyukjae, your outfits are here, dress up and after go to a make-up artist and they’ll do you, now good luck” A woman said handing them each their clothes. Donghae got the earphone from Hyukjae’s ears, his fingers slightly brushing her cheek. Then he kept his iPod.
The two went on with dressing up and putting on some make-up.
After 10 mins. before their presentation. Hyukjae came to Donghae’s side. Donghae turned to look at how Hyukjae’s looking and he had to gulp on how sexy Hyukjae looks.
She’s wearing a long red dress, with a thin strap and a neck-line just like the one she wore one time, the very low one, and the dress has a slit that starts almost 4 inches up her knees, revealing - truly revealing - her white skin.
“Pervert” Hyukjae muttered as she watched Donghae eye her up and down, down and up, stopping at the opened slit, where her legs are. And she watched as he licked his lips.
It’s uncanny, but that’s Donghae, and well she kind of got used to it already. So instead of punching his crotch and other oddly things he used to do to him she just shook her head and repeated herself louder this time.
“Pervert!” Hyukjae said.
Donghae looked up from her legs and to her face and blushed. Hyukjae never saw a beet-red Donghae and so she laughed.
“Why?” Donghae asked.
“You like legs that much? Well why don’t you buy a wax figure of Jennifer Lopez or Mariah Carey?” She said smirking.
Donghae smirked and stepped closer to Hyukjae, thanks to the heels, their height are just the same.
“Hey there sexy” He said huskily and reach out a hand that went behind her lower back and pulled her closer to him. Flushing her onto his chest.
“I might have liked legs, but I like faces more” He said smirking and leaned forward, brushed his cheek to Hyukjae’s and rested his head on her shoulder all the while keeping her pressed on him with his arm still around her.
Weird that Hyukjae let him be, either too tired fight back, or enjoying and liking how Donghae feels pressed on her.
“Pervert” Hyukjae mumbled and Donghae chuckled at her.
And so they are called and they started dancing.
Donghae’s favorite part - where Hyukjae and him would be intimately pressed together - was down to be the last step, making them pose that very sexy position in front of everyone as a finale. So when he twirled Hyukjae, and Hyukjae came turning back to his arms, her legs immediately folded beside him, her legs exposed - since it’s the part where the slit is, one arm around her ass pulling her close to her, their chest pressed together, there lips mere inches and Donghae took advantage.
He leaned in and kissed her. Hyukjae’s eyes didn’t widened, she didn’t push him back, she opened her mouth and kissed him back, closing her eyes in the process as the people started clapping - either because they love their performance or they want more of the kissing.
So their hands that were intertwined, detached itself immediately, and Hyukjae placed it around his neck pulling him closer to her, while he placed it around her waist, keeping her closer to him if possible. They kissed and devour each other, not minding that the teachers are there, their school mates are watching, and not minding that their principals whistling at them - very much happy.
~~
“SEX-y!” Donghae shouted as he eyed Hyukjae - mostly her legs - as the girl walked towards her wearing her daily skimpy skirt and a very tight tank top. His sight landed back to her face with a disgusted look.
“Pervert! I thought I heard you say sex!” She muttered as she stood in front of him along the hallway.
Donghae eyebrow’s rose up and down and leaned closer to her ears “You heard right” He whispered then rested his head on her shoulder - inhaling her scent in the process, sweet.
“Ewww!” Hyukjae shouted as she pushed Donghae down to his butt flat on the ground.
“I’m your boyfriend!” Donghae reminded her. Hyukjae’s brows up.
“And you are still a pervert!” She shouted, rolled her eyes, turned her heels and strode to their classroom.
If before people would look at him with their own manifestation of why certain thing happened, they just walked past him, knowing that he’s not really violating the girl, since everyone know that the girl’s his, and is now under his pants - though not really. And that the two loved each other through curses and fight, thick and thin, push and pull, in sickness and in health.
So Donghae stood up, dusted his pants and ran after his girl friend.
“Wait up babe! Where’s my morning kiss!” He shouted.
Hyukjae was sitting on her chair already when Donghae arrived, panting.
He walked to his chair, placed down his bag, went in front of Hyukjae, bent towards her girl and captured her lips, one hand holding her head. And Hyukjae closed her eyes as she kissed back. Donghae pulled back.
“Good Morning Sexy” He said as he stood straight. Hyukjae chuckled as she stood up and hugged Donghae by the waist.
“Morning pervert!” She said then she tip-toed and kissed him again, funny how she likes the feeling of Donghae’s lips on hers, or in any other parts of her body, OOPS! - too much information is bad.
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A/N My first A/N. I just noticed how I kept on posting one-shots, I just can’t find the right thing to write for a chaptered one. Maybe because I’m still having a hard-time writing long ones. Well anyways, I’ll keep giving out KyuMin or HaeHyuk one-shots or any other pairing I find easy writing about.