#253 - [FIC] - EunHae oneshot
Title: untitled
Author: murderis
Chapters: oneshot
Pairing: EunHae (Eunhyuk/Donghae)
Genre: romance maybe, drama a little? I like drama. :D
Rating: PG
Warnings: nothing really…
Disclaimer: I owned them, I totally did, I bought them on ebay, but SME claimed them back so no, I don’t own them.
Summary: Hyukjae is mad, Donghae is sorry, and then everything becomes a little cheesy.
A/N: a picture of EunHae yelling at each other suddenly came to my mind, so I wrote this. The ending is weird…
Hyukjae opened his hotel room door swiftly, stood there for a moment, then headed right in determined steps. Donghae’s head peeked from their room. He looked around and saw Eunhyuk heading to Zhou Mi’s room.
“Ya, Lee Hyukjae, come back here!” he yelled. The rapper turned around.
“No, what the fuck is wrong with you,” he hissed and knocked on Zhou Mi’s door. He still kept an eye on Donghae, so that he wouldn’t come near, but the younger was just standing by their room. Tired Zhou Mi finally got out of the room.
“What is it, Hyuk?” he asked with a sigh.
“Can I switch rooms with someone or stay with someone tonight?” he asked, a little rushed. Zhou Mi looked behind him to see Donghae leaning on the door frame; his arms crossed on his chest and shook his head.
“No, Hyukjae, you know you can’t. We already agreed that we won’t change anything besides everyone’s really tired, no one’s gonna move anywhere. Go to sleep,” he said and disappeared in his room before Eunhyuk could say anything. He puffed in annoyance, turned around and marched back to his room. Donghae let him in and locked the door.
“You sleep on the floor, I’m taking the bed,” Hyukjae said and headed to the bed. Donghae caught his arm.
“We don’t have any more blankets, how am I going to sleep on the floor with just a pillow? Come on; let’s talk it out, what’s bothering you? I’m sorry,” he said, once again trying to figure out what made Eunhyuk so mad.
The thing is, he and Siwon just got back from filming and he just found his lover waiting to beat him up. He apologized, but Hyukjae didn’t listen, he was just mad and then he went to Zhou Mi, asking for another room. And that’s how they got where they are now.
“I don’t care, get away,” Hyukjae hissed, yanked his hand out of Donghae’s grasp and climbed into bed. Donghae stood there, watching the older get comfortable under the blankets and turn off the lights, his back facing him. After a few moments he started almost whining, asking Hyukjae to let him sleep together. The brunette knew that if he didn’t answer now, Donghae will be up all night whining, so he just told him to get in and ‘don’t you dare to even think about touching me’. Donghae silently complied, getting under the blankets, his back facing Hyuk’s. He realized that they’re both still wearing their clothes, but he shouldn’t say anything in this situation.
Hyukjae woke up a couple of hours later, feeling hot and realizing he didn’t take his clothes off before going to sleep. He got up, threw a glance at Donghae and went to get something to drink. He was taking of his shirt when he thought that he heard something, so he stilled in his place. Not hearing anything after that he continued what he was doing and when he was about to get into bed again he realized that Donghae was crying. The rapper bit his lower lip, was he really too harsh on him? He walked to Donghae’s side and kneeled down in front of him. Donghae was really crying in his sleep, it was silent but seemed so painful. Hyukjae bit his lip again and reached out a hand to wipe away the younger’s tears. He frowned, so Hyukjae pressed a finger on his forehead. Donghae’s expression cleared up, then he stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes. He found Hyukjae right in front of him, pulling a hand away with some unclear expression that said something like ‘aish I woke him up’. They locked eyes and Donghae thought that Eunhyuk looked so beautiful when city lights were shining on his face. They didn’t need words, even in the darkness Hyukjae saw confusion, sadness and slight hurt in Donghae’s eyes and he felt even guiltier. He reached out a hand and caressed Donghae’s face and hair. ‘Sorry,’ the gesture said. ‘I was just really worried.’ A tiny smile made his way to Donghae’s face and he slightly nodded.
“You didn’t answer my texts and calls. And you came back later than you planned. Siwon didn’t answer either. And…” Hyukjae didn’t really know what to say next, even if it was so obvious and the words were just there in his head, on the tip of his tongue. He didn’t say it, he didn’t want to. But Donghae nodded with a forgiving smile and moved in the bed, to the dancer’s previous spot, allowing him to climb in the bed from where he was sitting on the floor. He sneaked under the blankets and pulled Donghae close to him. The latter snuggled into a comfortable position on Hyuk’s chest. “Don’t do that again,” Hyukjae whispered and kissed Donghae’s forehead. He felt the younger nod and hum against his chest. Hyukjae caught the clock on the bedside table showing it was already 5am, so they had about an hour of sleep left. He tightened his hug just a little bit and buried his face in Donghae’s hair, knowing the latter was already asleep. He just wished they could stay like that for much longer so he could watch Donghae sleep later.
“I love Hyukkie,” Donghae murmured in his sleep and Hyukjae silently chuckled.
“I love Hae.”
A/N2: the ending, seriously... I didn't know how to end it, so it's just weird. :D No, actually the whole fic is weird, because I just wrote it in a short time and all. But I hope you like it! <33 Also, feel free to stalk me, just saying. :D here and here C:
Author: murderis
Chapters: oneshot
Pairing: EunHae (Eunhyuk/Donghae)
Genre: romance maybe, drama a little? I like drama. :D
Rating: PG
Warnings: nothing really…
Disclaimer: I owned them, I totally did, I bought them on ebay, but SME claimed them back so no, I don’t own them.
Summary: Hyukjae is mad, Donghae is sorry, and then everything becomes a little cheesy.
A/N: a picture of EunHae yelling at each other suddenly came to my mind, so I wrote this. The ending is weird…
Hyukjae opened his hotel room door swiftly, stood there for a moment, then headed right in determined steps. Donghae’s head peeked from their room. He looked around and saw Eunhyuk heading to Zhou Mi’s room.
“Ya, Lee Hyukjae, come back here!” he yelled. The rapper turned around.
“No, what the fuck is wrong with you,” he hissed and knocked on Zhou Mi’s door. He still kept an eye on Donghae, so that he wouldn’t come near, but the younger was just standing by their room. Tired Zhou Mi finally got out of the room.
“What is it, Hyuk?” he asked with a sigh.
“Can I switch rooms with someone or stay with someone tonight?” he asked, a little rushed. Zhou Mi looked behind him to see Donghae leaning on the door frame; his arms crossed on his chest and shook his head.
“No, Hyukjae, you know you can’t. We already agreed that we won’t change anything besides everyone’s really tired, no one’s gonna move anywhere. Go to sleep,” he said and disappeared in his room before Eunhyuk could say anything. He puffed in annoyance, turned around and marched back to his room. Donghae let him in and locked the door.
“You sleep on the floor, I’m taking the bed,” Hyukjae said and headed to the bed. Donghae caught his arm.
“We don’t have any more blankets, how am I going to sleep on the floor with just a pillow? Come on; let’s talk it out, what’s bothering you? I’m sorry,” he said, once again trying to figure out what made Eunhyuk so mad.
The thing is, he and Siwon just got back from filming and he just found his lover waiting to beat him up. He apologized, but Hyukjae didn’t listen, he was just mad and then he went to Zhou Mi, asking for another room. And that’s how they got where they are now.
“I don’t care, get away,” Hyukjae hissed, yanked his hand out of Donghae’s grasp and climbed into bed. Donghae stood there, watching the older get comfortable under the blankets and turn off the lights, his back facing him. After a few moments he started almost whining, asking Hyukjae to let him sleep together. The brunette knew that if he didn’t answer now, Donghae will be up all night whining, so he just told him to get in and ‘don’t you dare to even think about touching me’. Donghae silently complied, getting under the blankets, his back facing Hyuk’s. He realized that they’re both still wearing their clothes, but he shouldn’t say anything in this situation.
Hyukjae woke up a couple of hours later, feeling hot and realizing he didn’t take his clothes off before going to sleep. He got up, threw a glance at Donghae and went to get something to drink. He was taking of his shirt when he thought that he heard something, so he stilled in his place. Not hearing anything after that he continued what he was doing and when he was about to get into bed again he realized that Donghae was crying. The rapper bit his lower lip, was he really too harsh on him? He walked to Donghae’s side and kneeled down in front of him. Donghae was really crying in his sleep, it was silent but seemed so painful. Hyukjae bit his lip again and reached out a hand to wipe away the younger’s tears. He frowned, so Hyukjae pressed a finger on his forehead. Donghae’s expression cleared up, then he stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes. He found Hyukjae right in front of him, pulling a hand away with some unclear expression that said something like ‘aish I woke him up’. They locked eyes and Donghae thought that Eunhyuk looked so beautiful when city lights were shining on his face. They didn’t need words, even in the darkness Hyukjae saw confusion, sadness and slight hurt in Donghae’s eyes and he felt even guiltier. He reached out a hand and caressed Donghae’s face and hair. ‘Sorry,’ the gesture said. ‘I was just really worried.’ A tiny smile made his way to Donghae’s face and he slightly nodded.
“You didn’t answer my texts and calls. And you came back later than you planned. Siwon didn’t answer either. And…” Hyukjae didn’t really know what to say next, even if it was so obvious and the words were just there in his head, on the tip of his tongue. He didn’t say it, he didn’t want to. But Donghae nodded with a forgiving smile and moved in the bed, to the dancer’s previous spot, allowing him to climb in the bed from where he was sitting on the floor. He sneaked under the blankets and pulled Donghae close to him. The latter snuggled into a comfortable position on Hyuk’s chest. “Don’t do that again,” Hyukjae whispered and kissed Donghae’s forehead. He felt the younger nod and hum against his chest. Hyukjae caught the clock on the bedside table showing it was already 5am, so they had about an hour of sleep left. He tightened his hug just a little bit and buried his face in Donghae’s hair, knowing the latter was already asleep. He just wished they could stay like that for much longer so he could watch Donghae sleep later.
“I love Hyukkie,” Donghae murmured in his sleep and Hyukjae silently chuckled.
“I love Hae.”
A/N2: the ending, seriously... I didn't know how to end it, so it's just weird. :D No, actually the whole fic is weird, because I just wrote it in a short time and all. But I hope you like it! <33 Also, feel free to stalk me, just saying. :D here and here C: