Super Junior; Donghae!centric; Experimentation
Title: Experimentation
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Donghae!centric
Word Count: 796
Rating: PG (language)
Summary: Donghae has a soda. Oh noes.
Genre: Humor/Crack
A/N: So I'm still not doing homework, but really, writing crack!fics are more fun. I have an APO meeting soon, so I can't be expected to do homework anyways. And I bet hope we wont be tested on the reading. Pshhhh. I'll be fine. ...Right? Oh well. crack!Hae for your enjoyment. Omg i really need to get this Hae!bias fixed. It's getting so bad u guys. >.<
(unbeta'd. will be beta'd when schmouse gets back.)
(nvm. schmouse is too ADD to properly beta my fic. *sighs* plz tell me if it fails.)
Donghae tilted his head back, eyes closing, toes curling in pleasure as he reveled in his current bliss. A small hum of happiness escaped from his throat, and he smiled against the hard plastic pressing against his lips.
Donghae was taking his first few sips of lychee-flavored Ramune Drink. And he was fucking loving it.
Eunhyuk watched him savor the fizzy drink from across the room, eyeing him with a mixture of uncertainty and concern at his largely exaggerated reaction. It was a drink. With a marble in it. Eunhyuk couldn’t see what the big deal was.
Donghae peeked at him out of the corner of his eye, still sipping the drink happily. He finally pulled the bottle away from his lips and held it out, tipping it slightly in Eunhyuk’s direction.
“You want some?” he asked, smiling giddily. Bubbles did weird things to Donghae.
Eunhyuk eyed the bottle, wrinkling his nose a little at the offer.
“Er…no,” he said. “We just had dance practice. I don’t think my stomach could handle the carbonation. And I don’t even like lychee.”
Donghae’s eyes widened at the last statement. “How can you not. like lychee.” he said, appalled.
Eunhyuk ignored the stream of incoherent babbles from the other boy’s mouth at his comment. How could Donghae drink soda after a four hour practice? Wasn’t his stomach killing him? Eunhyuk suddenly remembered something he’d heard once about marijuana, and how it makes people get the munchies. He shot a steathly look at Donghae. Perhaps….no, he thought, shaking his head at his inner thoughs, laughing slightly at his absurd suspicion. Donghae isn’t on drugs. Donghae giggled to himself in the corner of the room and tipped the bottle upside down, playing with the marble inside, apparently unaware of the dribbles of liquid now pooling onto the floor from the near-empty bottle.
…Then again...
***
The next afternoon, Donghae entered the Super Junior apartment to find 11 band members gathered around the kitchen table, all looking rather serious. Kibum put a conforting hand on Donghae’s shoulder from where he stood behind him, inconspicuously blocking the door, as instructed by Eunhyuk, you know, just in case,. Donghae looked at him, obviously confused. He looked back at the solemn group and stepped up to the table.
“…Hey guys,”
“Donghae,” Eeteuk said, tone light in a forced sort-of way. He gestured to the table. “Why don’t you sit down?”
Donghae sat. His large doe eyes flickered around to all the members serious faces individually. His pout wasn’t getting any response. Uh oh. What has he done now.
“Donghae,” Eeteuk said again, more business-like. He paused, taking a deep breath. “We know you’re on drugs.” he said, hurriedly.
Donghae stared at them all. Then he burst out laughing.
“Wh-WHAT?” he choked out between gasps, clutching his sides. The members looked at each other, thrown off slightly by his unexpected reaction.
“Er…well, Eunhyuk thinks you’ve been…been, you know, experimenting with marijuana,” Eeteuk continued, trying to regain his steady leader composure.
Donghae looked at Eunhyuk through his tears of laughter, but that only made him laugh harder. Eunhyuk looked at the floor and blushed.
“Well….I mean, the way you were acting after that…that soda-“ he began, shuffling his feet nervously, but he was cut off by Heechul.
“Wait. Wait, Eunhyuk. Are you telling me you gave Donghae caffeine?” he asked, staring at the younger boy incredulously. Everyone turned to look at him, eyes wide with some expressions of horror. Eunhyuk nodded tentatively.
“Oh my God.” Heechul said, closing his eyes.
“I didn’t give it to him, he just had it!” Eunhyuk spluttered as a communal groan echoed around the table from the other members, Donghae’s trail of uncontrollable giggles still continuing in the background.
A few members got up from the table, the scrape of their chairs echoing in the once silent kitchen. Murmurs of past conversations being resumed broke out and Eunhyuk looked around the table, his mouth open slightly at the blatant disregard for the intervention at hand. Kangin stretched out his arm, cuffing Eunhyuk on the back of the head lightly.
“Eunhyuk. You. are. an. idiot.”
Eunhyuk let out a frustrated sigh. Donghae got up and trotted over to him, still hiccupping slightly from laughing so hard, and he wrapped his arms around the other boy’s shoulders.
“Eunhyuk, you’re so cute,” he said, grinning broadly at him.
“Oh shut up,” Eunhyuk said, as his face burned. He really should have known that it was just Donghae on caffeine (which, in reality, is a very scary thing indeed). He sighed. The members were never going to let him live this down.
Oh well. At least Donghae wasn’t on drugs.
(“CAFFIENE IS STILL A DRUG” Eunhyuk shouted down the hallway leading to the bedrooms later that night.)
***
Started: 9/8/08 8:02 pm
Finished: 9/8/08 8:40 pm
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Donghae!centric
Word Count: 796
Rating: PG (language)
Summary: Donghae has a soda. Oh noes.
Genre: Humor/Crack
A/N: So I'm still not doing homework, but really, writing crack!fics are more fun. I have an APO meeting soon, so I can't be expected to do homework anyways. And I bet hope we wont be tested on the reading. Pshhhh. I'll be fine. ...Right? Oh well. crack!Hae for your enjoyment. Omg i really need to get this Hae!bias fixed. It's getting so bad u guys. >.<
(unbeta'd. will be beta'd when schmouse gets back.)
(nvm. schmouse is too ADD to properly beta my fic. *sighs* plz tell me if it fails.)
Donghae tilted his head back, eyes closing, toes curling in pleasure as he reveled in his current bliss. A small hum of happiness escaped from his throat, and he smiled against the hard plastic pressing against his lips.
Donghae was taking his first few sips of lychee-flavored Ramune Drink. And he was fucking loving it.
Eunhyuk watched him savor the fizzy drink from across the room, eyeing him with a mixture of uncertainty and concern at his largely exaggerated reaction. It was a drink. With a marble in it. Eunhyuk couldn’t see what the big deal was.
Donghae peeked at him out of the corner of his eye, still sipping the drink happily. He finally pulled the bottle away from his lips and held it out, tipping it slightly in Eunhyuk’s direction.
“You want some?” he asked, smiling giddily. Bubbles did weird things to Donghae.
Eunhyuk eyed the bottle, wrinkling his nose a little at the offer.
“Er…no,” he said. “We just had dance practice. I don’t think my stomach could handle the carbonation. And I don’t even like lychee.”
Donghae’s eyes widened at the last statement. “How can you not. like lychee.” he said, appalled.
Eunhyuk ignored the stream of incoherent babbles from the other boy’s mouth at his comment. How could Donghae drink soda after a four hour practice? Wasn’t his stomach killing him? Eunhyuk suddenly remembered something he’d heard once about marijuana, and how it makes people get the munchies. He shot a steathly look at Donghae. Perhaps….no, he thought, shaking his head at his inner thoughs, laughing slightly at his absurd suspicion. Donghae isn’t on drugs. Donghae giggled to himself in the corner of the room and tipped the bottle upside down, playing with the marble inside, apparently unaware of the dribbles of liquid now pooling onto the floor from the near-empty bottle.
…Then again...
***
The next afternoon, Donghae entered the Super Junior apartment to find 11 band members gathered around the kitchen table, all looking rather serious. Kibum put a conforting hand on Donghae’s shoulder from where he stood behind him, inconspicuously blocking the door, as instructed by Eunhyuk, you know, just in case,. Donghae looked at him, obviously confused. He looked back at the solemn group and stepped up to the table.
“…Hey guys,”
“Donghae,” Eeteuk said, tone light in a forced sort-of way. He gestured to the table. “Why don’t you sit down?”
Donghae sat. His large doe eyes flickered around to all the members serious faces individually. His pout wasn’t getting any response. Uh oh. What has he done now.
“Donghae,” Eeteuk said again, more business-like. He paused, taking a deep breath. “We know you’re on drugs.” he said, hurriedly.
Donghae stared at them all. Then he burst out laughing.
“Wh-WHAT?” he choked out between gasps, clutching his sides. The members looked at each other, thrown off slightly by his unexpected reaction.
“Er…well, Eunhyuk thinks you’ve been…been, you know, experimenting with marijuana,” Eeteuk continued, trying to regain his steady leader composure.
Donghae looked at Eunhyuk through his tears of laughter, but that only made him laugh harder. Eunhyuk looked at the floor and blushed.
“Well….I mean, the way you were acting after that…that soda-“ he began, shuffling his feet nervously, but he was cut off by Heechul.
“Wait. Wait, Eunhyuk. Are you telling me you gave Donghae caffeine?” he asked, staring at the younger boy incredulously. Everyone turned to look at him, eyes wide with some expressions of horror. Eunhyuk nodded tentatively.
“Oh my God.” Heechul said, closing his eyes.
“I didn’t give it to him, he just had it!” Eunhyuk spluttered as a communal groan echoed around the table from the other members, Donghae’s trail of uncontrollable giggles still continuing in the background.
A few members got up from the table, the scrape of their chairs echoing in the once silent kitchen. Murmurs of past conversations being resumed broke out and Eunhyuk looked around the table, his mouth open slightly at the blatant disregard for the intervention at hand. Kangin stretched out his arm, cuffing Eunhyuk on the back of the head lightly.
“Eunhyuk. You. are. an. idiot.”
Eunhyuk let out a frustrated sigh. Donghae got up and trotted over to him, still hiccupping slightly from laughing so hard, and he wrapped his arms around the other boy’s shoulders.
“Eunhyuk, you’re so cute,” he said, grinning broadly at him.
“Oh shut up,” Eunhyuk said, as his face burned. He really should have known that it was just Donghae on caffeine (which, in reality, is a very scary thing indeed). He sighed. The members were never going to let him live this down.
Oh well. At least Donghae wasn’t on drugs.
(“CAFFIENE IS STILL A DRUG” Eunhyuk shouted down the hallway leading to the bedrooms later that night.)
***
Started: 9/8/08 8:02 pm
Finished: 9/8/08 8:40 pm