The power of coffee
Haha! It seems like I'm posting like mad! XD
This is going to be my last post for a while because I still need to re-write my other poorly written one-shot, and I'm leaving for boarding school in 4 days.
I hope everyone enjoys this! ^^
For the Challenge in miracle______
100 SuJu Challenge
009. Coffee - Eunhyuk/Donghae
Title: The Power of Coffee.
Author: omona_shi
Pair: Eunhyuk/Donghae, slight Siwon/Donghae.
Rating: PG-15 [To be safe.]
Warnings: Suggestive actions, suggestive ideas.
Summary: It's all down to Siwon to make things right when Donghae comes running to him, and it just so happens that he's feeling rather un-righteous that day.
Disclaimer: I don't down SBS, Dream or Son Dambi. I don't own Super Junior either. I never will. I know it's sad. *starts muttering pessimistically to myself*
009. Coffee - Eunhyuk/Donghae
It was a bright and sunny day, and both Eunhyuk and Donghae were lounging in their living room- isolated from all the possible advantages from the glowing, blue sky outside. Both sets of gleaming eyes were glued to the screen of their rather professionally flat LCD monitor, watching intently at the SBS drama, Dream. It was a rare day that they both had nothing to do, but since Mnet had postponed their performance, Super Junior had their main activity for the evening free.
Donghae was leaning forward dramatically, his eyes glazed over as his mind was most probably completely taken over by the flashing images that projected out of the impossibly slim screen. On the contrary, Hyukjae was leaning back against the sofa, and saliva was unconsciously dripping out of his mouth- not really drooling of course, but his mouth was wide open, allowing the clear, enzyme filled fluid to flow out.
“Son Dambi-sshi is pretty…good, don’t you think?” Eunhyuk randomly said in a hoarse voice.
There was an icy silence. For a moment, Eunhyuk thought that his friend was merely too absorbed by the television to answer him, but suddenly as a reply, he received a harsh slap on his jean-covered thigh. Instinctively, his head snapped up only to see an angry Donghae, whose attention had now focused itself on Hyukjae and his eyes had narrowed dangerously. Carefully, Eunhyuk peeled Donghae’s fingers off his thigh, slightly intimidated by the look on his friend’s face.
“Donghae?”
There was no reply from the nimble footed dancer and he stood up abruptly, causing Eunhyuk to be propelled into the air only to land back gently because of the sudden loss of weight beside him.
“Donghae?” Eunhyuk’s voice was more strained this time and the thudding in his head increased. Did he do anything wrong?
But he was too late. It had only been a few seconds, but Donghae had already shot off and disappeared into one of the rooms- which one, Hyukjae didn’t watch closely enough and couldn’t remember- and although he felt worried and faintly guilty, he also felt the sting of being wronged. Donghae had just left without a word without letting his best friend know what the matter even was, bitter expressions flickering to and fro across his beautifully shaped face.
“Donghae?!” he called for one last time. When there was no reply from said person, Eunhyuk sighed and turned back to the drama robotically, lamenting over the moments he had missed of Son Dambi running around in super low cut shirts. He could always worry about Donghae later. Who knew, the boy might get bored of sulking and come back out himself. However, on the other side of whoever’s room’s door Donghae had vanished into, a completely innocent and rueful Choi Siwon had been forcefully torn away from his concentrated mental analysis of the story of the temptation of Jesus and found himself busy comforting a rather upset and angry Donghae, who was in strong denial that he was neither of the above.
“All Hyukjae does is drool at her! He doesn’t watch the plot and he doesn’t even talk to me!” Donghae bit back a choke and continued his hysterical rant, quite unaware of the exasperating effect he had on the other male, “he just keeps on repeating ‘Son Dambi’ all the time!”
Siwon’s calm stroking seemed to be affective as Donghae’s breathing steadied and his blood returned to its normal pulse.
“Don’t worry, hyung,” Siwon’s lips breathed into his hyung’s ear, sending a shiver down his spine, “I have a plan.”
- - - - -
Five minutes later, Donghae emerged from his hiding place, with Siwon following dutifully behind him, wrapped tightly with an assortment of towels and shirts which obviously belonged to the one with the muscular build. Eunhyuk swivelled around in his spot, he neck craned around at the noise.
“Donghae! Are you-“
“Completely fine, Hyukkie!” Donghae smiled happily, but what the gummy-smiled boy failed to observe was the keen, out-of-character glint in Donghae’s eyes, “I just felt tired, that’s all!”
“That’s good to-… know.” Hyukjae’s voice failed him as his eyes widened a fraction when he happened to notice Siwon’s hand not on Donghae’s shirt, but under it. He watched with horror and a strange, burning feeling grew at the base of his stomach as his gaze remained attached to the moving hand that was running its fingers up and down the smooth skin it was against. Incapable of rational thought, Eunhyuk only knew that was that the same burning heat at the base of his stomach threatened to explode when he also saw caught sight of Donghae’s mouth open slightly in a silent moan. He tried his best to ignore them, the way they sauntered sensually into the kitchen, the low breathy giggles that made their way over to Hyukjae's ears, but his teeth could only grind harder against each other as a reflex when he heard a full throated moan which sounded suspiciously like Donghae. As if nothing had happened at all, the pair reappeared back into the living room seconds later and Donghae’s long, pale fingers were wrapped around a cup of steaming coffee (Hyukjae's own cup, he noted). Quite ideally, Donghae seemed to magically notice Hyukjae staring and shot him a million-dollar smile.
“Just something to keep me awake.”
Eunhyuk was entranced. He watched with guilty, predatorial fascination as Donghae placed the mug against his lips and drunk the bitter tasting liquid. Donghae's Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as his throat muscles expanded and contracted to allow the fluid down the oesophagus. Normally, the boy wouldn't be that... attractive, but Eunhyuk's mind traitoriously magnified each and every movement of his and the effect it had on its owner was drastic. A sudden cry of victory erupted from the television speakers, but Hyukjae didn’t need Son Dambi anymore. Not when there was physical eye candy at a more realistically accessible distance. His hand flapped around blindly without the assistance of sight, groping the sofa for the remote control that had fallen into a hole somewhere so that he could mute the audio and concentrate on the view at hand.
But, it seemed, that all good things had an end and there would always be a ‘fly in the ointment’. To Lee Hyukjae, that was the one and only Choi Siwon.
The tall, muscular gentleman was standing painfully close to Donghae with a large hand wrapped protectively around the Mokpo boy. Eunhyuk became furious. Who was that hand protecting his Hae from? Him?! Hyukjae could no longer reign his inner animal under control when a single droplet of coffee managed to slip away from a corner of Donghae’s glistening mouth and it rolled down the perfectly sculpted neck- almost as if to taunt Eunhyuk, daring him to come closer. That was the last straw.
Donghae suddenly found himself being jerked away from his position abruptly and he could only gape in stunned silence at the incredible speed at which he was towed towards his own bedroom door. Siwon could only smile softly as he retreated back to the holy sanctuary of his own room, knowing that his work was done.
A/N: Obviously the product of me reading too many smut fics and not having the guts to write a proper one myself- thus resorting to something rather pathetic in between.
Thanks for reading, and please comment! ^^
This is going to be my last post for a while because I still need to re-write my other poorly written one-shot, and I'm leaving for boarding school in 4 days.
I hope everyone enjoys this! ^^
For the Challenge in miracle______
100 SuJu Challenge
009. Coffee - Eunhyuk/Donghae
Title: The Power of Coffee.
Author: omona_shi
Pair: Eunhyuk/Donghae, slight Siwon/Donghae.
Rating: PG-15 [To be safe.]
Warnings: Suggestive actions, suggestive ideas.
Summary: It's all down to Siwon to make things right when Donghae comes running to him, and it just so happens that he's feeling rather un-righteous that day.
Disclaimer: I don't down SBS, Dream or Son Dambi. I don't own Super Junior either. I never will. I know it's sad. *starts muttering pessimistically to myself*
009. Coffee - Eunhyuk/Donghae
It was a bright and sunny day, and both Eunhyuk and Donghae were lounging in their living room- isolated from all the possible advantages from the glowing, blue sky outside. Both sets of gleaming eyes were glued to the screen of their rather professionally flat LCD monitor, watching intently at the SBS drama, Dream. It was a rare day that they both had nothing to do, but since Mnet had postponed their performance, Super Junior had their main activity for the evening free.
Donghae was leaning forward dramatically, his eyes glazed over as his mind was most probably completely taken over by the flashing images that projected out of the impossibly slim screen. On the contrary, Hyukjae was leaning back against the sofa, and saliva was unconsciously dripping out of his mouth- not really drooling of course, but his mouth was wide open, allowing the clear, enzyme filled fluid to flow out.
“Son Dambi-sshi is pretty…good, don’t you think?” Eunhyuk randomly said in a hoarse voice.
There was an icy silence. For a moment, Eunhyuk thought that his friend was merely too absorbed by the television to answer him, but suddenly as a reply, he received a harsh slap on his jean-covered thigh. Instinctively, his head snapped up only to see an angry Donghae, whose attention had now focused itself on Hyukjae and his eyes had narrowed dangerously. Carefully, Eunhyuk peeled Donghae’s fingers off his thigh, slightly intimidated by the look on his friend’s face.
“Donghae?”
There was no reply from the nimble footed dancer and he stood up abruptly, causing Eunhyuk to be propelled into the air only to land back gently because of the sudden loss of weight beside him.
“Donghae?” Eunhyuk’s voice was more strained this time and the thudding in his head increased. Did he do anything wrong?
But he was too late. It had only been a few seconds, but Donghae had already shot off and disappeared into one of the rooms- which one, Hyukjae didn’t watch closely enough and couldn’t remember- and although he felt worried and faintly guilty, he also felt the sting of being wronged. Donghae had just left without a word without letting his best friend know what the matter even was, bitter expressions flickering to and fro across his beautifully shaped face.
“Donghae?!” he called for one last time. When there was no reply from said person, Eunhyuk sighed and turned back to the drama robotically, lamenting over the moments he had missed of Son Dambi running around in super low cut shirts. He could always worry about Donghae later. Who knew, the boy might get bored of sulking and come back out himself. However, on the other side of whoever’s room’s door Donghae had vanished into, a completely innocent and rueful Choi Siwon had been forcefully torn away from his concentrated mental analysis of the story of the temptation of Jesus and found himself busy comforting a rather upset and angry Donghae, who was in strong denial that he was neither of the above.
“All Hyukjae does is drool at her! He doesn’t watch the plot and he doesn’t even talk to me!” Donghae bit back a choke and continued his hysterical rant, quite unaware of the exasperating effect he had on the other male, “he just keeps on repeating ‘Son Dambi’ all the time!”
Siwon’s calm stroking seemed to be affective as Donghae’s breathing steadied and his blood returned to its normal pulse.
“Don’t worry, hyung,” Siwon’s lips breathed into his hyung’s ear, sending a shiver down his spine, “I have a plan.”
- - - - -
Five minutes later, Donghae emerged from his hiding place, with Siwon following dutifully behind him, wrapped tightly with an assortment of towels and shirts which obviously belonged to the one with the muscular build. Eunhyuk swivelled around in his spot, he neck craned around at the noise.
“Donghae! Are you-“
“Completely fine, Hyukkie!” Donghae smiled happily, but what the gummy-smiled boy failed to observe was the keen, out-of-character glint in Donghae’s eyes, “I just felt tired, that’s all!”
“That’s good to-… know.” Hyukjae’s voice failed him as his eyes widened a fraction when he happened to notice Siwon’s hand not on Donghae’s shirt, but under it. He watched with horror and a strange, burning feeling grew at the base of his stomach as his gaze remained attached to the moving hand that was running its fingers up and down the smooth skin it was against. Incapable of rational thought, Eunhyuk only knew that was that the same burning heat at the base of his stomach threatened to explode when he also saw caught sight of Donghae’s mouth open slightly in a silent moan. He tried his best to ignore them, the way they sauntered sensually into the kitchen, the low breathy giggles that made their way over to Hyukjae's ears, but his teeth could only grind harder against each other as a reflex when he heard a full throated moan which sounded suspiciously like Donghae. As if nothing had happened at all, the pair reappeared back into the living room seconds later and Donghae’s long, pale fingers were wrapped around a cup of steaming coffee (Hyukjae's own cup, he noted). Quite ideally, Donghae seemed to magically notice Hyukjae staring and shot him a million-dollar smile.
“Just something to keep me awake.”
Eunhyuk was entranced. He watched with guilty, predatorial fascination as Donghae placed the mug against his lips and drunk the bitter tasting liquid. Donghae's Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as his throat muscles expanded and contracted to allow the fluid down the oesophagus. Normally, the boy wouldn't be that... attractive, but Eunhyuk's mind traitoriously magnified each and every movement of his and the effect it had on its owner was drastic. A sudden cry of victory erupted from the television speakers, but Hyukjae didn’t need Son Dambi anymore. Not when there was physical eye candy at a more realistically accessible distance. His hand flapped around blindly without the assistance of sight, groping the sofa for the remote control that had fallen into a hole somewhere so that he could mute the audio and concentrate on the view at hand.
But, it seemed, that all good things had an end and there would always be a ‘fly in the ointment’. To Lee Hyukjae, that was the one and only Choi Siwon.
The tall, muscular gentleman was standing painfully close to Donghae with a large hand wrapped protectively around the Mokpo boy. Eunhyuk became furious. Who was that hand protecting his Hae from? Him?! Hyukjae could no longer reign his inner animal under control when a single droplet of coffee managed to slip away from a corner of Donghae’s glistening mouth and it rolled down the perfectly sculpted neck- almost as if to taunt Eunhyuk, daring him to come closer. That was the last straw.
Donghae suddenly found himself being jerked away from his position abruptly and he could only gape in stunned silence at the incredible speed at which he was towed towards his own bedroom door. Siwon could only smile softly as he retreated back to the holy sanctuary of his own room, knowing that his work was done.
A/N: Obviously the product of me reading too many smut fics and not having the guts to write a proper one myself- thus resorting to something rather pathetic in between.
Thanks for reading, and please comment! ^^