Pursuit of a Santaroni (Chapter 6)
Title: Pursuit of a Santaroni 6/?
Author: kikiiovesmusic
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Humor, Crack, Slight!Angst, AU (for this chapter)
Rating: PG-15. (PG-13 for this Chapter)
Pairing(s): Haehyuk
Minor Pairing(s): Jongkey (More later)
Characters: Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun, Henry, Kibum, Donghae, Yesung, more to come...
Warnings: Cursing
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this fic/idea. I wish I owned more.
A/N: So... Yes.
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Hyukjae scampers away with a flushed face, breathing heavily as his heartbeat exceeds its normal speed limit.
WHAT THE HELL?!
Holy shit, was Donghae about to kiss me?
In the middle of class?!?!
What the hell is going on??
Why didn’t I kick his ass??
WHY THE FUCK WAS HE TOUCHING ME?!
Holy mother of Shisus-
Donghae is dangerous as fuck!
Aggghhhh I don’t get it- I don’t understand-
WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME?! AFGHJGJHKHSSKJGDGK-
Feeling majorly violated, he clutches his body to himself, still feeling the heat from when Donghae had brushed his body up against him.
That damn bastard! Argh! He probably did some sort of crazy voodoo potion or something to make me feel like this... Damn psycho scientist.
He looks up to scream at the man of his frustration, only to find the jerk busy glaring himself at an unknown man with an aquarium in his arms… somehow giving off a strange aura.
A loud, panicked gasp rips from the other side of the room, stealing the attention of the flustered Hyukjae as it rests on his professor’s shocked face, the teacher’s hands covering his mouth in horror as he drops his books to the floor with a loud ‘FLOP’. The professor points at the unannounced guest, panic flying across his paling face.
“Y- YOU!
Holy-
Omo-
Shit.. OKAY CLASS! Class dismissed!
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
NOW!”
And as if on cue, the terrified chemistry professor grabbed all of his things and ran for his life.
The rest of the class just merely glanced at one another, simply deciding to just shrug it off before quietly gathering their own things and leaving.
Hyukjae frantically looks around the now emptying classroom, completely bewildered when realizing that he, his fated enemy, and a complete stranger were now going to be alone in his classroom.
He mentally curses himself again for his bad luck.
A throaty growl draws his attention back to the scene at hand, and the blonde finds himself facing the two men still trying to mentally murder one another as if they didn’t just witness their professor screaming his head off in terror.
“What the hell Yesung!” Donghae yells, pointedly glaring at the unknown man while rubbing his throbbing head. “Did you really have to throw that crap at me?! It fucking hurt!!”
Hyukjae forgets his worries for the moment as he registers the meaning of that statement.
Donghae got hurt??Is that why he finally let go? Ahhhh~
HELL FUCKING YES; SERVES THAT DAMN MAN RIGHT.
He leans his back against a desk and bites back a smirk towards the man in pain, somewhat enjoying the idea that Donghae may be suffering (even if it’s just a little bit), before curiously scoping out the new visitor.
The guy was no taller than he and was fairly tanned, wearing dark clothes, dark eye liner, and an angry expression as black, messily styled hair fell into his dark, intense eyes. Yesung (was it?) was holding a somewhat large aquarium in his arms, a clownfish swimming aimlessly inside of it as a turtle rested on his shoulder.
Wait… a turtle?
Sure enough, there was a large, brownish green turtle lounging on the man’s left shoulder, staring blankly at God-knows-where while opening and shutting its snappers absentmindedly. Hyukjae finds himself dumbfounded once again.
As if the day couldn’t get any weirder...
The Yesung guy smirks and nods at Donghae, making the brunette reply with a dark scowl.
“Aisshh.. Out of all things to throw, it had to be fucking turtle lube. Like really hyung, what the hell is that thing going to get into anyway? He only got stuck in the sink pipes once and he’s obviously nowhere near those anyway! Aiissshhhh- WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE HYUNG?” Donghae asks, irritation heavily lacing his voice.
The smirk turns into an unhappy frown as the man stares intensely at Donghae, nodding his head off towards the confused blonde.
“First of all, Ddangkoma told me you were about to rape somebody, so I had to protect him from you,” the husky voice says seriously, making the blonde blush brighter.
Donghae was going to rape him?!
Donghae gives the man a pointed look, crossing his arms as a look of impatience crosses his face.
“Seriously hyung. The turtle. Really.”
Hyukjae’s jaw drops. The day most definitely has gotten weirder.
Yesung angrily stares the science major down, upset at the lack of respect towards his beloved turtle.
“Yes, the turtle you disrespectful prick. Ddang is several years older than you so you better fix that damn attitude of yours and treat your hyung correctly. Secondly, turtle lubricant makes Ddang’s shell shiny, and he likes to look his best when he’s out, unlike a certain someone who still thinks turtle shell glasses are still in season. Lastly, I threw it at you because the bottle was the closest hard thing I could find to knock some sense into that big, fat head of yours without dropping your damn fish, who is feeling much better by the way, not that you’d give a crap while trying to rape this poor man during your science lesson. No wonder you’ve been single for so damn long, you’re a freaking pervert!”
Hyukjae cradles his poor head, unable to process the sudden change in events. How does he always end up in situations like this? And why is it only when Donghae is around? The blonde was now contemplating whether if he had broken a few mirrors in his past life before feeling strong hands finger his hips. Donghae once again pulls the blonde flush against his chest, this time his back feeling the heat as the said man comes to stand behind him, wrapping his arms around his lean waist to rest his head on the blonde’s shoulder; positioning them in the most affectionate of back-hugs.
Hyukjae becomes rigid at the touch, jaw visibly tightening as he quietly seethes.
Donghae, on the other hand, feels nothing but pure bliss, happily nuzzling the blonde’s soft hair before mentally applauding himself for being able to hug his partner so freely. He pulls himself, if possible, closer to the other, blushing slightly as he feels the other’s taut buttocks lay flush across his thighs. Without letting himself become too excited distracted by those wonderful, perfect, round fleshy globes so near his own pride and joy, he indulges himself once more to lovingly tease his favorite person.
“Awww hyung~” He coos, side-glancing at Yesung as he buries his nose into the warm skin of his partner’s neck. “How can it be rape when he’s oh so willing, hmm? It’s not my fault if my Eunhyukkie likes it~”
Donghae turns to Yesung to smile cheekily, looking away only to affectionately nuzzle his nose into the soft waves of blonde hair covering his partner’s cheek. He breathes out happily at the soft scent that fills his nostrils before playfully leaning in to nip at the sharp jaw conveniently at mouth’s way.
Hyukjae feels himself snap. He was trying his very hardest to ignore the body behind him, hoping that maybe if he ignores the nuisance, he’ll somehow get bored and walk away- at least that was his tactic in grade school when he was facing bullies who used to call him a sissy and girly-looking- but this was absolutely not the case with Donghae and felt all sense of restraint leave once he felt those lips and teeth touch his jaw.
THAT. BITCH.
“YAH!” Hyukjae screams, turning around in fury and yanking Donghae’s hair down to knee him hard in the face.
“WHO.” A swift kick to his shin.
“THE.” A quick punch to his stomach.
“FUCK.” A painful twist to the ear.
“DO.” A reddening smack to his head.
“YOU.” A yelp-inducing yank to his hair.
“THINK.” An imprinting sock to his chest.
“YOU.” A deathly grip to his shirt.
“ARE!” A merciless knee to his crotch.
Donghae groans and keels over, one hand clutching his head and one hand cupping his injured crotch, falling to the ground as he curls in pain.
“I had SAID not to mother-fucking TOUCH me,” Hyukjae dead-pans, kicking the sexual harasser on his side for good measure.
He growls and glares at the man, not forgiving him for making him feel weird and ruining his life.
Bad luck I say. This bitch has been nothing but bad luck.
The sound of clapping slowly plays behind him, and he looks over his shoulder to see the fish tank on a desk and the Yesung guy coming closer, his turtle calmly sitting still despite his owner’s movements.
“Very nice~ it’s not every day Donghae gets whatever the hell he deserves, especially when he’s acting up like a spoiled child. I like you kid, you’ve got fire and spunk; reminds me of myself. What’s your name?” the dark haired male asks, head tilting with an amused smile on his lips.
Hyukjae smiles sheepishly, slightly embarrassed that somebody had actually witnessed him losing his temper, but kind of proud he was applauded for beating the ass who’s now currently sitting crossed legged on the floor with a frown on his face and checking his glasses.
“Lee Eunhyuk, at your service,” he bows politely, using his code name as he smiles genuinely at the strange man. “And you? I have to thank you from saving me from that idiot.”
“Yah!” Donghae bellows behind him, clearly insulted.
The man chuckles and bows back in a friendly manor. “Kim Jongwoon kid, but you could call me Yesung hyung like this insolent brat-”
“YAH I AM NOT A BRAT!”
Yesung and Hyukjae smile at one another, completely ignoring the interjection and annoying whines from the floor. Hyukjae lightly blushes, bashful all of the sudden as he feels Yesung’s intense stare look as if he were looking into his soul before glancing away and remembering his professor’s weird act.
“U-Umm… Y-Yesung, err, hyung.. d-do you.. ah.. happen to know our professor or something? Or- I mean- since he seemed to point at you and all.. I was just wondering….” Hyukjae trails off as Yesung walks over and ruffles his hair affectionately, smiling tenderly at the younger male.
“Ah~ You really are cute, kid. Well, actually-”
“The professor used to be his- YAH HYUNG. LET ME TALK TO MY EUNHYUKKIE-”
Yesung smirks as he turns Hyukjae to face him and only him, successfully cutting off Donghae’s explanation as Hyukjae looks at him expectantly. Yesung glares once more at his rude dongsaeng before cupping the blonde’s cheeks, making Hyukjae focus only on him.
“Like I was saying~ He used to be my biology professor when I was training to be a Veterinarian, yet I kind of almost blew his career when I released all the frogs and turtles- that is where I rescued good ol’ Ddangkoma here from being experimented on- and kind of… well.. protected them. The school became infested- as they called it- with amphibians and when he set out to exterminate them, I kind of sort of tied him up to a chair and kind of sort of kept him hostage in a closet until they escaped. I was told he dreamt of nothing but frogs, turtles, and someone touching his upper lip after that though. I guess he kind of became traumatized or something. No biggie though.”
Hyukjae’s eyes became large and his mouth opened wide, causing Yesung to chuckle at the cuteness and Donghae to feel a wave of jealousy flow over him.
“Like seriously, am I not here or something?!” Donghae whines, standing up to pout and lean against a desk next to Hyukjae.
Hyukjae rolls his eyes and gently releases Yesung’s tiny hands from his face to turn and yell at the rude idiot once more before catching a glimpse of the guy, annoyance leaving immediately as he bends over to laugh haughtily at the sight.
Donghae’s shirt was slightly ripped and disheveled, glasses crooked as a bruise decorated his left cheek and blood lightly seeping from the corner of his lower lip. Not even mentioning the condition of his mousey brown hair which is now standing up in little tufts (and very much reminding him of a sleepy Kyuhyun in the morning), a very childish pout graced his features, completely contradicting his state of appearance and making him look, indeed, very silly.
His mood instantly uplifts at the genius idiot, who despite his position still has the decency to pout like a 5-year old child. Hyukjae attempts to cover his mouth and tries to contain the spurts of laughter trying to fight their way into the air, but ends up failing miserably as he clutches his stomach and laughs to his heart’s content.
“Pffffftttt- Oh my God Donghae! Ahahahaaha You- Holy crap you! Ahaahahahaah You’re such an idiot! Hahaha you have no idea how ridiculous you look right now ahahahaahhahaha!”
Hyukjae continues to try to contain his laughter, but in the midst of his joy, he misses seeing Donghae’s mouth twitch, doing his best to hold back a smile, twisting his face to at least try to stay looking upset. He misses seeing Donghae settle with an angelic closed-lipped smile, gazing affectionately as Hyukjae continues his snorts and guffawing, still clutching his stomach as he bangs his fist onto the desk. More importantly, he misses seeing Donghae lightly blush when Hyukjae takes a pause to glance at him, mentally taking a snapshot of the smiling blonde who flushed beautifully with glee as he went back to pointing and laughing, the guy obviously still tickled as the beautiful sounds of laughter bubble out of his throat and float into the air, dancing around Donghae before twirling to grand ecarté itself and nestle inside his heart, unconsciously making the brunette fall even more in love with the latter. Oh Lee Eunhyuk if only you knew...
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Part 2