12 Drabbles Of Christmas: Presents
12 Drabbles Of Christmas: Presents
R; EunHae; Fluff
Hyukjae really doesn't want to go Christmas shopping in a sex shop. Donghae will not take no for an answer. (For Iya)
Rest of the 12 Drabbles
Donghae skipped happily, browsing through the racks as he went. Hyukjae simply followed, shoulders hunched over as he tried to hide his red face in the lapels of his huge coat.
'Can you at least look like you're enjoying yourself please?' Donghae snapped as his fingers touched what looked suspiciously like a bottle of glitter lube from the 'Twilight' franchise.
'But I'm not enjoying myself,' Hyukjae whimpered, shrinking further into himself. 'This is awkward. This is a sex shop.'
'This is all for your benefit you know, and considering that you're the one that watches porn, this should be all normal for you, no?'
'We're in public,' Hyukjae hissed. 'I'm pretty sure this isn't proper.'
'Oh please, nobody is going to recognise us in this dim light,' Donghae's eyes lit up as he saw the wardrobe section, hurrying over and dragging Hyukjae along. 'Take it as some simple holiday shopping, or better still, imagine the presents you could get.'
Hyukjae perked up minutely, schooling his expression into one of docile obedience as he watched Donghae select a few outfits and stroll into the changing rooms. He moved to follow eagerly but Donghae slapped a firm hand onto his chest, pushing him back out into the waiting area.
'But - but - ' Hyukjae spluttered as Donghae continued pushing, a serene expression on his face.
'Your fault for not getting on board earlier. Now be a good boyfriend and wait for me,' Donghae spun on his heels and entered the changing rooms again, leaving a pouting Hyukjae sitting on one of the waiting chairs, wondering why he was such a pansy sometimes when it came to Donghae.
Then he decided that the only way he could become more whipped was if Donghae bought a dominatrix outfit that came with a whip, which wasn't such a bad idea, according to Hyukjae's active imagination.
Donghae interrupted him mid-drool and mid-fantasy, dancing out of the dressing room and chatting animatedly with the shop assistant, passing her the stuff he didn't want and heading over to pay for what he did want.
Hyukjae hurried after him, trying to peek over his shoulder at what he held in his hands. 'What are you getting Donghae?'
'Oh just some clothes,' Donghae mentioned breezily. 'And some lingerie.'
Hyukjae tripped on air.
'Excuse me?'
'Oh you know, a little bit of this, a little bit of that,' Donghae turned to the cashier, smiling. 'Could I get this in black please I'm not entirely fond of the bright red.'
'We'll take every single colour you have,' Hyukjae cut in hurriedly, pulling out his wallet and taking out his credit card.
Donghae smiled inwardly as he collected his things and bags, leaving the door as Hyukjae followed him like a lost puppy, pocketing his wallet and the receipt that was a mile long. Hyukjae was such a good and obedient boyfriend.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me six kinky presents
FIve snowball fights,
Four candy canes,
Three kisses,
Two promises,
And a headache and a cookie.
R; EunHae; Fluff
Hyukjae really doesn't want to go Christmas shopping in a sex shop. Donghae will not take no for an answer. (For Iya)
Rest of the 12 Drabbles
Donghae skipped happily, browsing through the racks as he went. Hyukjae simply followed, shoulders hunched over as he tried to hide his red face in the lapels of his huge coat.
'Can you at least look like you're enjoying yourself please?' Donghae snapped as his fingers touched what looked suspiciously like a bottle of glitter lube from the 'Twilight' franchise.
'But I'm not enjoying myself,' Hyukjae whimpered, shrinking further into himself. 'This is awkward. This is a sex shop.'
'This is all for your benefit you know, and considering that you're the one that watches porn, this should be all normal for you, no?'
'We're in public,' Hyukjae hissed. 'I'm pretty sure this isn't proper.'
'Oh please, nobody is going to recognise us in this dim light,' Donghae's eyes lit up as he saw the wardrobe section, hurrying over and dragging Hyukjae along. 'Take it as some simple holiday shopping, or better still, imagine the presents you could get.'
Hyukjae perked up minutely, schooling his expression into one of docile obedience as he watched Donghae select a few outfits and stroll into the changing rooms. He moved to follow eagerly but Donghae slapped a firm hand onto his chest, pushing him back out into the waiting area.
'But - but - ' Hyukjae spluttered as Donghae continued pushing, a serene expression on his face.
'Your fault for not getting on board earlier. Now be a good boyfriend and wait for me,' Donghae spun on his heels and entered the changing rooms again, leaving a pouting Hyukjae sitting on one of the waiting chairs, wondering why he was such a pansy sometimes when it came to Donghae.
Then he decided that the only way he could become more whipped was if Donghae bought a dominatrix outfit that came with a whip, which wasn't such a bad idea, according to Hyukjae's active imagination.
Donghae interrupted him mid-drool and mid-fantasy, dancing out of the dressing room and chatting animatedly with the shop assistant, passing her the stuff he didn't want and heading over to pay for what he did want.
Hyukjae hurried after him, trying to peek over his shoulder at what he held in his hands. 'What are you getting Donghae?'
'Oh just some clothes,' Donghae mentioned breezily. 'And some lingerie.'
Hyukjae tripped on air.
'Excuse me?'
'Oh you know, a little bit of this, a little bit of that,' Donghae turned to the cashier, smiling. 'Could I get this in black please I'm not entirely fond of the bright red.'
'We'll take every single colour you have,' Hyukjae cut in hurriedly, pulling out his wallet and taking out his credit card.
Donghae smiled inwardly as he collected his things and bags, leaving the door as Hyukjae followed him like a lost puppy, pocketing his wallet and the receipt that was a mile long. Hyukjae was such a good and obedient boyfriend.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me six kinky presents
FIve snowball fights,
Four candy canes,
Three kisses,
Two promises,
And a headache and a cookie.