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If you can't live without me, why?
“Hae, what do you want for lunch?” Eunhyuk ask his boyfriend who’s seating on the sofa while flipping a page of a woman’s magazine. Eunhyuk pouts as he watches Donghae intently looking at the girls whose clothes doesn’t seem to fit anymore. More skin, less dress. Is that a trend nowadays? To wear whore-ly clothes? He thought. He shook his head and went to where Donghae was.
“Ya! I’m asking you. Can you stop looking at that dirty mag? It’s disgusting.” Eunhyuk yelled and throw the magazine out of Donghae’s sight. The latter frowned and look at him with displeasure on his eyes.
“Can’t you see I’m reading it? And I’ll always eat what you cook so you shouldn’t ask me that anymore.” Donghae retorts and was about to stand up but Eunhyuk pushes him back on the sofa.
“Ya! What are you doing, Hyukkie?!” Donghae shouted. Eunhyuk becomes teary at Donghae as he saw anger in his eyes.
“I should be the one asking you that, right?! Hae, can you stop it already? She’s not coming back so you should get over her now!” Eunhyuk exclaimed and his tears started to fall down on his red cheeks.
“And what the hell did you bring that topic up, huh?! God, Hyukkie! I thought we’re over that topic already!” Donghae then pulled out his hair. Eunhyuk continues to cry.
“Hae…” Eunhyuk can only manage to say. He’s hurting. He’s hurting to see that Donghae is still not over with that girl.
“Don’t bring her up again, arrasso? If you love me Hyukkie, you wouldn’t do that again.” Donghae said and wipe Eunhyuk’s tears that fell on his cheeks. The latter nodded but he clearly knows the pain is still inside him and Donghae’s words cannot heal his wounded heart.
“Then Hae, say I love you too, to me.” Eunhyuk said and look at Donghae intently but the latter avoids his stare. Eunhyuk nodded after and step back away from Donghae.
“I’m going to prepare our lunch now.” Eunhyuk smiled but Donghae knows he’s hurting inside. Donghae nodded lightly and just went inside their room and drop himself on the soft bed, looking at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and the girl’s face flashes inside his head.
“Hae, what do you want for lunch?” Eunhyuk ask his boyfriend who’s seating on the sofa while flipping a page of a woman’s magazine. Eunhyuk pouts as he watches Donghae intently looking at the girls whose clothes doesn’t seem to fit anymore. More skin, less dress. Is that a trend nowadays? To wear whore-ly clothes? He thought. He shook his head and went to where Donghae was.
“Ya! I’m asking you. Can you stop looking at that dirty mag? It’s disgusting.” Eunhyuk yelled and throw the magazine out of Donghae’s sight. The latter frowned and look at him with displeasure on his eyes.
“Can’t you see I’m reading it? And I’ll always eat what you cook so you shouldn’t ask me that anymore.” Donghae retorts and was about to stand up but Eunhyuk pushes him back on the sofa.
“Ya! What are you doing, Hyukkie?!” Donghae shouted. Eunhyuk becomes teary at Donghae as he saw anger in his eyes.
“I should be the one asking you that, right?! Hae, can you stop it already? She’s not coming back so you should get over her now!” Eunhyuk exclaimed and his tears started to fall down on his red cheeks.
“And what the hell did you bring that topic up, huh?! God, Hyukkie! I thought we’re over that topic already!” Donghae then pulled out his hair. Eunhyuk continues to cry.
“Hae…” Eunhyuk can only manage to say. He’s hurting. He’s hurting to see that Donghae is still not over with that girl.
“Don’t bring her up again, arrasso? If you love me Hyukkie, you wouldn’t do that again.” Donghae said and wipe Eunhyuk’s tears that fell on his cheeks. The latter nodded but he clearly knows the pain is still inside him and Donghae’s words cannot heal his wounded heart.
“Then Hae, say I love you too, to me.” Eunhyuk said and look at Donghae intently but the latter avoids his stare. Eunhyuk nodded after and step back away from Donghae.
“I’m going to prepare our lunch now.” Eunhyuk smiled but Donghae knows he’s hurting inside. Donghae nodded lightly and just went inside their room and drop himself on the soft bed, looking at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and the girl’s face flashes inside his head.