DRABBLES//PERAMBULATION; EAT THEN ASK
Perambulation, it hurts less
No pairings, PG-13, general/humor
Eunhyuk doesn't like it when his sleeping arrangements are disturbed. Donghae finds out the painful way.
Sometimes, when Donghae is twisting and turning on his bed, his blankets kicked onto the floor long ago, trying to find a position he can fall asleep in without waking up with the creases of his pillow imprinted on his face, he forgoes sleep altogther and stalks down to Eunhyuk's room. Eunhyuk is a heavy sleeper when it's hot outside, which leaves Donghae three months to entertain himself during his bouts of insomnia.
The first time, he stands by Eunhyuk's bed, snickering at the stoned look only Eunhyuk can pull off when he's asleep, and considers what he should do. At four in the morning, it hits him, but Eunhyuk takes up too much room on the bed for his plan to take action. He hovers over Eunhyuk and slowly wriggles out the pillow between Eunhyuk's thighs. Just as it's about to pop out, Eunhyuk sharply knees him in the forehead. Donghae staggers back, biting down on his lip to stop an unmanly yelp from coming out while Eunhyuk, still asleep, whines as if he was the one that had just been assaulted.
The second time, because Donghae can't get the entertaining idea of Eunhyuk waking up to find him sleeping next to him and screaming like the pansy he is out of his head, he tries the cushion under Eunhyuk's arm. He gets backhanded and then, before he can recover, bitchslapped. His cheeks are sore for the rest of the night as he sullenly wonders where Eunhyuk learned to slap like a girl.
This time, Donghae squats down and places his hands carefully on either side of the pillow held down by Eunhyuk's knees. As usual, he doesn't get far. Before he can reel back, Eunhyuk's foot slams into the side of his head, knocking him to the floor. "Oww," he groans, glaring as the leg innocently returns to its former position, on top of the damn pillow. He knows it's smirking at him because he can feel the smug aura radiating from it. "Ha. Bested again," it mocks. It's cold comfort knowing at least Eunhyuk didn't get his crotch.
Donghae spends yet another morning on the couch nursing his headache as Eunhyuk announces last night was the best sleep he's ever had.
Eat Then Ask
No Pairings, PG, General
It seems that Eunhyuk will eat anything. Donghae's on the quest to find out if there really isn't anything Eunhyuk won't eat.
They were at a restaurant with the rest of the members, and everyone but Eunhyuk had finished their meals. "Just one more bowl, promise," he said as he reached for the eggplant. Donghae pulled a face. "You said that two plates ago." Eunhyuk shrugged, mouth occupied around a stream of noodles.
Then Donghae started noticing Eunhyuk's eating habits. So most of his diet was normal, but every now and then animal parts (that Kibum said were not normal to eat outside of Asia) were shoved into his mouth without a second thought. Okay, so Donghae had his fair share of pig ears, but Eunhyuk's broad taste was...questionable. Eunhyuk had even flirted with the idea of eating fried scorpions. Donghae had stared in horror as Eunhyuk questioned the vendor if they were poisonous, but thankfully (otherwise Donghae was sure he would've been short of one Eunhyuk) he backed off at the last second and settled on a simple bowl of beef noodle. Normal beef noodle that didn't have cow stomach floating around in it.
"Maybe next time," Eunhyuk said almost wistfully. Donghae decided it was time to call his bluff.
--
"Hyung," he said. Hangeng turned around, spatula in hand, and asked, "Yes?"
"I was wondering if you could cook, you know, weird things."
Hangeng turned back to the stove, dismissing the question as Donghae merely being Donghae. Donghae, though, persisted. "Like duck tongue."
Hangeng was silent for a while, and then, "You want to eat duck tongue?"
"No, I don't." Donghae said. "I think Eunhyuk will though. He eats anything that use to move, even gross things. It's getting out of hand. He'll get poisoned one day! He nearly ate scorpions, hyung, scorpions!"
Hangeng looked mildly affronted. "Duck tongue is not gross."
"Please, hyung? I want to see if there's anything he won't eat. He's always saying he'll eat that or this, but I want to prove him wrong." Hangeng fought back a sigh. So Donghae wasn't actually worried about Eunhyuk's wellfare.
"I don't know. I don't normally cook things like duck tongue."
Donghae brightened. "Thanks, hyung!"
Hangeng frowned as Donghae left the kitchen. One, he never agreed. Two, why didn't people ever go to Rweowook for these sort of things.
--
"This is all for me? Why?" Eunhyuk asked, wide-eyed, staring at the steaming dishes organized on the table before him. Donghae shoved a pair of chopsticks into his hands and said, "Just eat it." Under Donghae's solemn gaze, he meekly took a bite of what the closest plate offered.
"What is it?" he asked after he had found a dish he particularly liked. Donghae leered.
"Sandworms."
Donghae smirked triumphantly as Eunhyuk squeaked and ran to the bathroom, hand clamped tightly over his mouth. Scorpions, pfft, yeah right.
note: sandworms don't taste like anything except for the stuff they're seasoned with. Just saying.
No pairings, PG-13, general/humor
Eunhyuk doesn't like it when his sleeping arrangements are disturbed. Donghae finds out the painful way.
Sometimes, when Donghae is twisting and turning on his bed, his blankets kicked onto the floor long ago, trying to find a position he can fall asleep in without waking up with the creases of his pillow imprinted on his face, he forgoes sleep altogther and stalks down to Eunhyuk's room. Eunhyuk is a heavy sleeper when it's hot outside, which leaves Donghae three months to entertain himself during his bouts of insomnia.
The first time, he stands by Eunhyuk's bed, snickering at the stoned look only Eunhyuk can pull off when he's asleep, and considers what he should do. At four in the morning, it hits him, but Eunhyuk takes up too much room on the bed for his plan to take action. He hovers over Eunhyuk and slowly wriggles out the pillow between Eunhyuk's thighs. Just as it's about to pop out, Eunhyuk sharply knees him in the forehead. Donghae staggers back, biting down on his lip to stop an unmanly yelp from coming out while Eunhyuk, still asleep, whines as if he was the one that had just been assaulted.
The second time, because Donghae can't get the entertaining idea of Eunhyuk waking up to find him sleeping next to him and screaming like the pansy he is out of his head, he tries the cushion under Eunhyuk's arm. He gets backhanded and then, before he can recover, bitchslapped. His cheeks are sore for the rest of the night as he sullenly wonders where Eunhyuk learned to slap like a girl.
This time, Donghae squats down and places his hands carefully on either side of the pillow held down by Eunhyuk's knees. As usual, he doesn't get far. Before he can reel back, Eunhyuk's foot slams into the side of his head, knocking him to the floor. "Oww," he groans, glaring as the leg innocently returns to its former position, on top of the damn pillow. He knows it's smirking at him because he can feel the smug aura radiating from it. "Ha. Bested again," it mocks. It's cold comfort knowing at least Eunhyuk didn't get his crotch.
Donghae spends yet another morning on the couch nursing his headache as Eunhyuk announces last night was the best sleep he's ever had.
Eat Then Ask
No Pairings, PG, General
It seems that Eunhyuk will eat anything. Donghae's on the quest to find out if there really isn't anything Eunhyuk won't eat.
They were at a restaurant with the rest of the members, and everyone but Eunhyuk had finished their meals. "Just one more bowl, promise," he said as he reached for the eggplant. Donghae pulled a face. "You said that two plates ago." Eunhyuk shrugged, mouth occupied around a stream of noodles.
Then Donghae started noticing Eunhyuk's eating habits. So most of his diet was normal, but every now and then animal parts (that Kibum said were not normal to eat outside of Asia) were shoved into his mouth without a second thought. Okay, so Donghae had his fair share of pig ears, but Eunhyuk's broad taste was...questionable. Eunhyuk had even flirted with the idea of eating fried scorpions. Donghae had stared in horror as Eunhyuk questioned the vendor if they were poisonous, but thankfully (otherwise Donghae was sure he would've been short of one Eunhyuk) he backed off at the last second and settled on a simple bowl of beef noodle. Normal beef noodle that didn't have cow stomach floating around in it.
"Maybe next time," Eunhyuk said almost wistfully. Donghae decided it was time to call his bluff.
--
"Hyung," he said. Hangeng turned around, spatula in hand, and asked, "Yes?"
"I was wondering if you could cook, you know, weird things."
Hangeng turned back to the stove, dismissing the question as Donghae merely being Donghae. Donghae, though, persisted. "Like duck tongue."
Hangeng was silent for a while, and then, "You want to eat duck tongue?"
"No, I don't." Donghae said. "I think Eunhyuk will though. He eats anything that use to move, even gross things. It's getting out of hand. He'll get poisoned one day! He nearly ate scorpions, hyung, scorpions!"
Hangeng looked mildly affronted. "Duck tongue is not gross."
"Please, hyung? I want to see if there's anything he won't eat. He's always saying he'll eat that or this, but I want to prove him wrong." Hangeng fought back a sigh. So Donghae wasn't actually worried about Eunhyuk's wellfare.
"I don't know. I don't normally cook things like duck tongue."
Donghae brightened. "Thanks, hyung!"
Hangeng frowned as Donghae left the kitchen. One, he never agreed. Two, why didn't people ever go to Rweowook for these sort of things.
--
"This is all for me? Why?" Eunhyuk asked, wide-eyed, staring at the steaming dishes organized on the table before him. Donghae shoved a pair of chopsticks into his hands and said, "Just eat it." Under Donghae's solemn gaze, he meekly took a bite of what the closest plate offered.
"What is it?" he asked after he had found a dish he particularly liked. Donghae leered.
"Sandworms."
Donghae smirked triumphantly as Eunhyuk squeaked and ran to the bathroom, hand clamped tightly over his mouth. Scorpions, pfft, yeah right.
note: sandworms don't taste like anything except for the stuff they're seasoned with. Just saying.