I Need You In My Life
Chapter 5
There was nothing else in the world but the two of them. Donghae pressed his lips against Hyukjae’s and made it into a fierce kiss. Hyukjae felt overwhelmed, not really sure of what was happening, but gripped the sheets with both his hands, trying to control himself. Having the boy he dreamt about hovering above his body was enough to drive Hyukjae crazy.
Donghae went lower until he reached the older boys private area. He started nibbling on the fabric covered bulge and Hyukjae let out a moan and bucked his hips. Donghae held him still with his left hands and caressed his legs with the other. Then slowly, the blonde removed the fabric and threw it on the floor. He shifted his position so he sat in between Hyukjae’s legs and spread them wide.
Donghae entered his index finger carefully in the elder’s hole and shoved it in and out slowly, letting the boy adjust himself. Hyukjae groaned painfully and tightened his grip on the sheets. When Donghae thought Hyukjae was ready for it, he added his middle finger and made a scissoring movement to make the hole wider. Hyukjae’s eyes started to tear up at the pain he was given, but was soon feeling the pleasure of it.
As the younger boy took his finger out Hyukjae whimpered at the loss of the warmth and pleasuring feeling of the other’s fingers. Donghae took of his underwear and watched the panting boy beneath him. Hyukjae returned his gaze and nodded, ensuring the blonde it was okay to enter.
Without a word he shoved in his whole length in one thrust and Hyukjae screamed in pain. Donghae bent forward and silenced the crying boy with a kiss. He ran his hands along the small boy’s waist a few times before placing them on his hips and started to move in and then out. Hyukjae slowly started to enjoy the session and moved in synch with Donghae. The pace raised and Hyukjae was a moaning mess, and kept digging his nails into the blonde’s arms.
“D-Dong-hae…” Hyukjae moaned and sneaked his hands up to Donghae’s neck to pull him down for a kiss. The blonde strained his back so he wouldn’t be pulled down, but he eventually gave up and let himself being dragged in for the kiss. The pace slowed down when the two of them got too engaged with their lips on each other’s and tongues were soon invading the other’s caverns, until Donghae unexpectedly pulled away and slammed his member into Hyukjae. Hyukjae moaned loudly as the blonde had hit his prostate and kept on trying to hit the same spot over and over.
Lastly, Hyukjae came, and his seeds spurted out over his stomach. Donghae followed soon after. Hyukjae moaned at the hot and kind of sticky sensation with Donghae’s sperm filling him up.
As he laid put and taking in what just happened, Donghae were already on his feet and picking up his clothes, ignoring the boy on the bed to the fullest. He got dressed and Hyukjae could only watch him pulling on one piece of clothing after the other. The blonde headed for the door but stopped as the boy on the bed called out his name. He turned around and watched Hyukjae, now sitting straight up on the bed, looking back at him with sad eyes. His hair was sticking to his forehead with sweat and his chest was still raising and falling in a fast pace.
Donghae walked back to the bed, the older boy watched every step he took till he stood by the edge of the bed. He leaned over Hyukjae till the boy fell with his back onto the bed once again. He watched the blonde nervously, not knowing what was about to happen. Donghae placed his hands on each side of Hyukjae’s head for support as he leaned in until his mouth was at the elder’s ear.
“You enjoyed it?” he said plainly. Hyukjae blushed and answered with a small nod. He could smell the faint scent of alcohol coming from Donghae’s breath.
“Good. You got what you wanted then, right? Don’t think it meant something.”
Hyukjae stiffened
“I just wanted you to realize how impossible it is for me to be with someone like you.”
And with that, Donghae stood up straight and walked out the room, and back to the party.
Hyukjae didn’t move. He felt like the most stupid person ever and just wanted to disappear from the cruel world he was living in.
A strong grip on Hyukjae’s shoulders and some shaking woke him up and he faced the darkness and a pair of glittering orbs staring into his own. The person he wanted to see the least for the moment was just inches away from him. He panicked and pushed away Donghae harshly without thinking about his hurt wrist. He cried out in pain and clenched his wrist as if the pain would reduce if he did.
“Stupid! Why won’t you think before you act” Donghae said and sat down out of reach from the red haired boy, if he would get the idea to attack him once more.
“If you hadn’t been so close, I wouldn’t have had to push you away.” Donghae scoffed and rolled his eyes.
“Why do you have to blame me all the time?”
“Because everything’s your fault.” Hyukjae barely whispered the words, but Donghae snapped it up but he didn’t argue back anything. Maybe he did cause the redhead pain and trouble.
Donghae cleared his throat and went on. “You were making weir sounds in your sleep so I thought you might have a nightmare.”
‘Yeah, I did, and it was your freaking fault’ Hyukjae thought. ‘I don’t even remember falling asleep.’
“Yeah, kind of” he mumbled and tugged his legs up to his chest and buried his face into his knees. He just wanted to forget about it. About everything that happened. About his feelings. About Donghae. He just wanted to go back in time and undo everything and erase all the memories.
“Hey, are you crying?” Donghae looked surprised and almost a little scared as he heard sobbing coming from the older boy. He crawled up to the redhead and tried to get a look at his face to see if he was faking or not. “Look at me” the blonde grabbed his chin and made him face the younger.
Donghae was met with a face wet with tears, and more tears were tripling down Hyukjae’s pale cheeks as he just kept staring at the older boy’s face.
“You…Was your dream really that bad?” Donghae’s eyes were soft as he searched for an answer in the other’s eyes.
Hyukjae just nodded and the tears increased, making him look like a little child who just hurt his knee after falling down with his bike. Donghae didn’t know what to do as he saw the red haired boy cry. He remembered once that Kibum had cried like this. The boy hadn’t told him the reason why he had been crying, but that time Donghae held him for hours and not letting go until the other had told him he was okay. And right now the blonde saw his ex-boyfriend in front of him, crying for an unknown reason.
The older male felt strong, yet gentle arms encircle his thin body. The warm embrace made him feel safe, like nothing in the world would be able to hurt him, except the owner of the arms himself. He leaned against Donghae’s shoulder and cried into his shirt and making it wet with salty tears. The scent of his crush was something he had really missed.
‘I hate you Donghae. I hate…. I hate that I love you’
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“You should try to sleep again. It’s already 2 am.” Donghae looked at his cell phone and heaved a sigh before putting it pack in his pocket.
Hyukjae had finally stopped crying and was trying to wipe off all the lingering tears on his face. Donghae had found bandages in a first aid box that were placed on a shelf in the back of the room and had helped Hyukjae with putting it on his hurt wrist.
The red haired boy sat in silence and stared into space as he felt something hit his face. He looked up and saw Donghae dragging out another mattress to sleep on. Hyukjae squeezed the warm jacked the blonde had tossed at him. He was still wearing his P.E. clothes, which were a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He lay down on his left side against the cold mattress and nuzzled into Donghae’s jacket he wore. The blonde lay on the mattress next to his on his back with his hands behind his head.
Neither of them was able to fall asleep as they lay silent for half an hour. Hyukjae occasionally sent glances over at Donghae who kept staring straight up into the ceiling. He wondered what the blonde was thinking about. ‘Two years ago he told me I wasn’t someone he would choose to be with. Then what was up with the kiss earlier? Does he like me now? Did he somehow change his preferences? Or have I changed?’ Thousands of questions whirled around the red haired boy’s head. He let out a deep sigh that captured Donghae’s attention.
“You’re still awake?” the blonde turned his head to his right and watched Hyukjae stare back at him.
“Mmh”
“Why? Are you still scared about your nightmare?” Hyukjae could hear a mocking tone in the younger’s voice.
“No. It’s not t-that. I’m…I’m really really hungry.” And it was sort of true. The empty feeling in his stomach made it impossible for him to sleep.
“Seriously, you’re thinking about food right now? You can eat in the morning. Now sleep.” Donghae turned back into his position and tried to sleep.
“What about Choco?!” Hyukjae panicked as he remembered about his dog. “What if she starves! I haven’t given her any food since this morning.”
Donghae sighed and opened his eyes.
“She’ll be fine! Animals can survive without food for a day, so don’t worry and try to get some freaking sleep.” Donghae’s patience stared to run out, because he was really tired.
“Donghae...”
“Will you ever be quiet?” he mumbled as an answer.
“It’s cold…”
“Yah, I gave you my jacket before! Isn’t that enough?” Donghae had turned around and faced the redhead in the dark who lay a meter away.
Hyukjae was quiet for several minutes, just staring at the blonde.
“Donghae…Can...Can I sleep next to you?”
There it came. Hyukjae slapped himself in his mind for saying those words, but he really couldn’t help it. He really was cold - the storage room had no heater and Hyukjae had started to shiver a little. He expected the blonde to snap back at him but the other boy just kept silent, which almost felt even worse. He watched the younger boy who lay next to him. It looked like he was thinking.
Hyukjae was about to take it back when he heard the other mumble an “Okay”. The redhead hesitated for some seconds before he carefully crawled over to the mattress next to his. He made sure to not lie down too close, but as he did Donghae moved closer so there was no gap between the two of them. The warmth he felt from Donghae was so nice he couldn’t help but to snuggle a little closer.
“Lift your head” Donghae whispered, earning a confused look from Hyukjae. But he did as he was told and raised his head a few inches from the mattress until Donghae told him to lie down again.
This time he didn’t feel the cold and uncomfortable mattress underneath his head, but instead a soft arm. He looked at the younger boy, who now had his eyes closed and was breathing heavily. Hyukjae smiled before closing his eyes and entered his sleep. ‘I don’t think he really hates me, anymore.’
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Donghae woke up first in the morning with his arms tightly wrapped around the thin frame of Eunhyuk. He let go of the boy with his free hand, while the other was stuck underneath Eunhyuk’s head, and picked up his cell phone to check the time. It was 07:48, so now a few people were probably back at school. He watched the sleeping being that was lying on his arm and heaved deep breaths. The blonde studied the older male in his arms. He looked so peaceful and sort of beautiful when he was sleeping. Just like Kibum. ‘Damn you Donghae, he’s not Kibum so stop comparing them!’ He sighed as the redhead snuggled against his chest and he thought it would be best to wake the other up before someone walked in. To his surprise, he noticed the door stood ajar and he shook of the older boy from his arm not too harshly and sat up.
Hyukjae had woken up and rubbed his eyes as he looked up at Donghae who was already on his feet.
“I’ll go first”
And with that, he was out, leaving the other behind to do whatever he wants. He looked around the gym for sight of any student or the P.E. teacher but no one were to be seen. Then who opened the door?
Donghae shook out the thought of his head and headed to his classroom for his first period, but stopped as he saw Kyuhyun leaning against a locker smirking.
“What’s wrong with you?” Donghae yawned and stretched his arm above his head.
“Morning, hyung.” Still, that smirk was plastered on his face. “Had a rough night?”
Donghae eyed him suspiciously before realizing he was dealing with the little devil here.
“You!!”
The younger boy laughed and quickly jumped away as his hyung was trying to grab him by the collar.
“Gotta go hyung, see you at lunch.” Kyuhyun gave him a pat on the shoulder and ran down the corridor.
“You evil kiddo” Donghae cursed and settled himself in his seat, not looking forward the long math lecture he was about to have.
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Donghae groaned as he thought back at the previous night. Not really knowing why he approached the redhead like that made him even more confused. ‘Is it because I find him a bit alike Kibum? Or am I just desperate?’
“Yah, Donghae! Why do you look so freaked out? That boy didn’t rape you, did he?” Kyuhyun snickered and leaned over the table, only to earn a whack on the head by the older male.
“You’re really immature, you know that!” Donghae growled.
“And you’re blushing.”
Donghae felt his already hot cheeks turning even warmer. ‘Why does he have this affect on me?’ Kyuhyun tried not to laugh, or Donghae would probably have strangled him.
“Why the hell did you do that for? What’s in it for you?” Donghae had tried to compose himself and stared at the brunette in front of him.
“Why wouldn’t I?” Kyuhyun grinned widely which made Donghae want to punch him, but he resisted. “Something really happened in there, am I not right?”
The older male sighed and just shook his head. “I’m just so freaking confused right now…”
Kyuhyun had stopped listening to Donghae and was grinning widely when he received a message to his cell phone, and started typing with an even bigger grin on his face.
“Uh, why am I even talking to you?” Donghae groaned and banged his head at the desk. He felt a quick pat on his head before the chair in front of him pulled back and Kyuhyun rose from his seat.
“I gotta go, hyung. Good luck with your problems, whatever the problem was.”
“Why am I even friends with him?” the blonde asked himself. His cell phone started playing a tune inside of his pocket and he fished it up and saw the name on the receiver.
At last!
“Mom!” Donghae exclaimed as he heard his mother’s voice on the line.
“Donghae, what’s this all about? I saw the note by the door, why are you in Seoul?” The blonde bent his head in disappointment when he heard his mother didn’t sound very exhilarated to talk to him. No contact for two years, and this is how happy she gets? Thank you very much.
“Well… Things didn’t turn out very well between me and Kibum, so I came back here. I just needed a place to stay at, so…”
Mrs. Lee nodded into the phone even though Donghae couldn’t see it; he knew she was taking the information in.
“Where have you been staying at until now, then?”
“At a friend’s, sort of… I wondered if I could-“ Donghae was cut off in his sentence and hung his head low.
“That’s great. I’m going away again - for a business trip, so I won’t be able to be contacted for a while.”
Donghae could make out the fake apologetic voice his mother was speaking in. She clearly hadn’t accepted him and Kibum, and still wouldn’t acknowledge his preferences even if they had broken up. ‘Thank you very much, mom.’
“Okay. Have a nice trip then. Bye.” Donghae ended the call before she would say something to his dislikes. He shrunk down on the desk once more with a sigh.
“Eunhyuk it is then…”
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A/N: I CAN’T WRITE SMUT!! OTL. It probably isn’t even considered as a smut scene… Sorry for the fail >_> Donghae’s mom still doesn’t like her son being laid that way (such an un-supporting mother!! *huff*) He’ll just have to stick with Hyukjae for a longer while (does he like it or dislike it, that’s the question).
And btw, what the heck is wrong with teachers? They’re like “Oh, it’s not even two weeks left before holiday and you guys only got three essays and a test and another two ‘re-do-if-you-want-a-better-grade-tests’ so it’s okay that we squeeze in another two tasks for you.” - No, it’s not ok. I hate when they’re like that.
SORRY FOR BEING SUCH A BAD UPDATER T_T
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