[drabble] innocent jests, 1/1
innocent jests
eunhyuk/donghae | romance/humor | pg-13
and although eunhyuk never had firsthand experience, he could easily say that donghae did not kiss like a rock.
“What was it like?” Donghae asked that night, as they were getting ready for bed.
“What was what like?” Eunhyuk was hardly paying attention him as he toweled his hair dry, jumping onto his bed. One thing he loved about traveling was that he actually got a huge hotel bed to sleep in. He bounced on the mattress from the impact, and glanced at Donghae, who was stripping off his shirt, getting ready to shower.
“Kissing Heechul-hyung.” The other man had his back facing him, so Eunhyuk couldn’t detect the frown on his lips. “What was it like?”
Upon being reminded of the incident, Eunhyuk’s gag reflex kicked in. “Kind of like…kissing a rock?”
Donghae’s movements paused for a moment. “A rock?”
“Yeah. Like, he just kind of grabbed my face and went at it. He even cut my lip, too. See?” Eunhyuk pouted, jutting out his bottom lip. In the middle of kicking off his pants (that were very tight, Eunhyuk didn’t fail to notice), Donghae hopped around his bed to get a better look at his lip.
“You should put some lip chap on, or something. Not that weird girly lip gloss that they make us use-I’m pretty sure that stuff is actually toxic.”
Laughing, Eunhyuk shifted so he sat cross-legged on his bed, leaving the towel around his neck. “You’re lucky Heechul-hyung hasn’t made you a victim yet. He’s probably keeping a tally of who he has and hasn’t kissed.”
Donghae shuddered accordingly, before sitting down beside Eunhyuk to get his pants off. Eunhyuk grinned to himself-tight pants would be the death of all of them.
“What’s your ideal kiss like, then?” Donghae asked, pulling at the pant legs to straighten them.
“Uh,” Eunhyuk replied intelligently, caught off guard. “Not like kissing a rock?”
“Show me.”
Taken aback by the words, Eunhyuk stared at Donghae, who was only grinning impishly, turning his face so his cheek was exposed to him. He laughed, embarrassed. “Why? That’s stupid!”
“Just show me!”
Eunhyuk sat there, frozen for a moment, before giving in. What was there to lose, right? (When it came to Donghae, he’d already either lost everything, or given everything to him anyway. There was nothing left that didn’t belong to him already.) Shrugging, he leaned forward to press his lips to Donghae’s cheek, trying his best not to be like a rock-when Donghae suddenly turned his head so their mouths met instead.
The oldest trick in the book, but it still always worked like a charm.
“What the hell, man!” Eunhyuk cried out, jerking backward. “That’s gross!”
Donghae’s grin was innocent. (And he tried his best to forget that he was not only grinning innocently-but he was also only in his boxers, and sitting on his bed.) “That was really rock-like. You fail.”
“Well, excuse me for not kissing well! Unlike Heechul-hyung, I haven’t had a lot of practice!” The other man merely smiled smugly to himself, turning away. “Go away. I don’t want to see you half naked.” For a moment, Donghae didn’t reply, until he turned to Eunhyuk again.
“This,” he said, as if speaking to a child, “is how to not kiss like a rock.” He got up on all fours because Eunhyuk’s instincts were sharpening by the minute and he had already shuffled backwards away from him-but it was half-hearted shuffling, really, and they both knew it-and after a moment, both of them froze-Eunhyuk leaning backwards, supporting himself with his elbows, and Donghae hovering over him, wide-eyed and innocent and very much topless.
“What,” Eunhyuk retorted, “are you just not going to kiss me now?”
And that cavity-inducing smile was back. “Nope.” And he pressed their mouths together, soft and sweet and yes, Eunhyuk would admit, it was not like kissing a rock at all.
It only lasted for a moment, and when Donghae pulled away, they were both red in the face.
“Um,” Eunhyuk said lamely, “I don’t think I got it. Could you show me again?”
And Donghae gladly obliged.
how you can see this and not write something about it is what i'm wondering.
eunhyuk/donghae | romance/humor | pg-13
and although eunhyuk never had firsthand experience, he could easily say that donghae did not kiss like a rock.
“What was it like?” Donghae asked that night, as they were getting ready for bed.
“What was what like?” Eunhyuk was hardly paying attention him as he toweled his hair dry, jumping onto his bed. One thing he loved about traveling was that he actually got a huge hotel bed to sleep in. He bounced on the mattress from the impact, and glanced at Donghae, who was stripping off his shirt, getting ready to shower.
“Kissing Heechul-hyung.” The other man had his back facing him, so Eunhyuk couldn’t detect the frown on his lips. “What was it like?”
Upon being reminded of the incident, Eunhyuk’s gag reflex kicked in. “Kind of like…kissing a rock?”
Donghae’s movements paused for a moment. “A rock?”
“Yeah. Like, he just kind of grabbed my face and went at it. He even cut my lip, too. See?” Eunhyuk pouted, jutting out his bottom lip. In the middle of kicking off his pants (that were very tight, Eunhyuk didn’t fail to notice), Donghae hopped around his bed to get a better look at his lip.
“You should put some lip chap on, or something. Not that weird girly lip gloss that they make us use-I’m pretty sure that stuff is actually toxic.”
Laughing, Eunhyuk shifted so he sat cross-legged on his bed, leaving the towel around his neck. “You’re lucky Heechul-hyung hasn’t made you a victim yet. He’s probably keeping a tally of who he has and hasn’t kissed.”
Donghae shuddered accordingly, before sitting down beside Eunhyuk to get his pants off. Eunhyuk grinned to himself-tight pants would be the death of all of them.
“What’s your ideal kiss like, then?” Donghae asked, pulling at the pant legs to straighten them.
“Uh,” Eunhyuk replied intelligently, caught off guard. “Not like kissing a rock?”
“Show me.”
Taken aback by the words, Eunhyuk stared at Donghae, who was only grinning impishly, turning his face so his cheek was exposed to him. He laughed, embarrassed. “Why? That’s stupid!”
“Just show me!”
Eunhyuk sat there, frozen for a moment, before giving in. What was there to lose, right? (When it came to Donghae, he’d already either lost everything, or given everything to him anyway. There was nothing left that didn’t belong to him already.) Shrugging, he leaned forward to press his lips to Donghae’s cheek, trying his best not to be like a rock-when Donghae suddenly turned his head so their mouths met instead.
The oldest trick in the book, but it still always worked like a charm.
“What the hell, man!” Eunhyuk cried out, jerking backward. “That’s gross!”
Donghae’s grin was innocent. (And he tried his best to forget that he was not only grinning innocently-but he was also only in his boxers, and sitting on his bed.) “That was really rock-like. You fail.”
“Well, excuse me for not kissing well! Unlike Heechul-hyung, I haven’t had a lot of practice!” The other man merely smiled smugly to himself, turning away. “Go away. I don’t want to see you half naked.” For a moment, Donghae didn’t reply, until he turned to Eunhyuk again.
“This,” he said, as if speaking to a child, “is how to not kiss like a rock.” He got up on all fours because Eunhyuk’s instincts were sharpening by the minute and he had already shuffled backwards away from him-but it was half-hearted shuffling, really, and they both knew it-and after a moment, both of them froze-Eunhyuk leaning backwards, supporting himself with his elbows, and Donghae hovering over him, wide-eyed and innocent and very much topless.
“What,” Eunhyuk retorted, “are you just not going to kiss me now?”
And that cavity-inducing smile was back. “Nope.” And he pressed their mouths together, soft and sweet and yes, Eunhyuk would admit, it was not like kissing a rock at all.
It only lasted for a moment, and when Donghae pulled away, they were both red in the face.
“Um,” Eunhyuk said lamely, “I don’t think I got it. Could you show me again?”
And Donghae gladly obliged.
how you can see this and not write something about it is what i'm wondering.