FAQ
Title: FAQ (Frequently Asked Questions)
Author: omona_shi
Pair: Eunhyuk/Donghae
Genre: !fluff, drabble.
Rating: G
Warnings: Fail sweetness.
Summary: What's the most complicated emotion on Earth?
FAQ
An Eunhae !fluff Oneshot
“What do you think is love?”
There was silence in the dark living room.
“Hello? Is anybody there?”
“We heard you,” grumbled Kyuhyun from some dark corner.
“So what is it? I’ve been wondering- how does it feel? Are you in love, Kyu?”
“Who do you think we are- relationship consultants?” this time it was Heechul, “we’re not a bunch of saps. Now shut up and let us sleep. You’re the one who came up with this bonding time thing after all.”
“I’m not sure, Hae,” Leeteuk spoke up kindly although with a trace of ‘Heechul-enough-you-insensitive-bastard’ in his voice, “I’m not quite sure what real love feels like and I most certainly do not think that Heechul’s ever been in love before. Or is capable of such a feat, for that matter.”
“Actually, Leader, there have been many ways of replacing that feeling with things such as-“
“There are children in the room!!” Leeteuk screeched.
Trying to be helpful, Yesung fumbled around to clap his hands over as many peoples’ ears as possible, but ended up apologizing profusely to Siwon, whom he had slapped across the face.
“Anyhow,” the leader said finally once the series of screaming, yelling and cruses had died down, “I think we should all just concentrate on going to sleep.”
“But they all say that love is some magical feeling that you have when you see the person that’s meant for you.”
“That’s just bull, Wookie, all bull,” Kangin muttered rudely into his pillow.
In the darkness, Donghae swore that he saw Leeteuk’s expression fall.
“Don’t you believe in love, Kangin-hyung?” asked Sungmin.
“What- believing in some kind of stupid happy feeling you can get just from drinking?”
No-one said anything for a while.
“I thought drinking was just some-“
“Oh holy mother of Jesus,” Siwon flinched a little under his duvet, “I’m sleeping back in my room.” Leeteuk snapped and slammed the door behind him once he had escaped.
“…Kangin-hyung-“
No-one could see anything in the dark room, but they all sighed when there was another slam, but this time from the direction of the front door.
“I… I think I’ll find Teuk-hyung before he starts crying again.” Yesung hitched his pillow onto his shoulder and padded out silently.
“Wait! I’ll go too.” Ryeowook stood up at the quiet ‘hm’ of acknowledgement from the other and hurried after Yesung, almost stepping on Hangeng’s hair on the way.
In another few seconds he uncomfortable silence returned.
“Well, don’t worry, Hae, you’ll definitely know when you’re in love. Trust me.”
“Then have you tried, Sungmin-hyung?”
“…I suppose you can say that,” Sungmin shuffled around in his nest of blankets and stuffed toys.
It felt much better and just when Donghae was about to give up thinking and go to sleep, there was a loud giggle and a kick in his ribs that caused him to shrink back into Eunhyuk’s chest.
“Ow, Heechul-hyung!”
“Oh, sorry.” Donghae personally didn’t think that he sounded sorry at all but widened his eyes when suddenly he noticed a bar thigh pressed against his own.
“AHHHHHHH!!!!!”
“Shut up! It’s not the first time you’ve seen another naked man.”
“It is! It is!” Donghae wailed into Hyukjae’s sympathetic arms.
Heechul made to stand up in all his naked glory- not that any of them could really see properly- along with the most-likely-to-be-naked-as-well silhouettes of Hangeng and Siwon.
“Haven’t you showed him your thighs a long time ago, Hyuk?”
In the moonlit darkness, Hyukjae’s face roared a vibrant red and he shook his head vigorously. Heechul leaned forwards and peered.
“No? Well. I’m going to my own room anyway. The world, it appears, is too innocent for me and my wanton needs.”
Hyukjae blinked and swore that he heard some sort of metal clinking as Heechul and his willing minions retreated to their bed.
Donghae turned peer at Sungmin and Kyuhyun curled into a ball of arms and legs and even breathing.
“Hyukkie, you know when you see someone and then life suddenly doesn’t feel so bad and you just smile when they’re happy even though you’re really tired? What is that?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like,” Donghae snuggled into Hyukjae even further, his forehead resting on the other’s cheek, “you would always do whatever that person wants, even porn. And you always want that person to be around you.”
“Hm…” Hyukjae ran his fingers up and down Donghae’s strawberry smelling hair- Hyukjae’s missing shampoo- and shut his eyes.
“Hyukkie?”
“Maybe that’s love, Hae.”
There was no reply. Soon, with the safe, regular ticking seconds of the clock echoing in his ears, Hyukjae slowly drifted off to sleep.
Donghae breathed in deeply and drew a finger across Hyukjae’s lips in the darkness.
“Then… I think I love you, Hyukkie.”
He smiled, and closed his eyes.
[A/N: thank you for reading and commenting! sorry for the fic dump, anyway.]