Title: Different Love.
Author: sacryde_riots
Pairing: Kibum/Yesung. Later KiSungHae.
Rating: PG-15.
Summary: Donghae blinked, looking around as he tried to process the entire situation. None of this made any sense to him, at all. So he did the only thing he could think of: he went to Heechul.
Status: Chaptered. 3/3. COMPLETE!!
Dedication: Vania! (AKA
bum_min)
Donghae giggled as he poked at Yesung's turtle, amusing himself with the way it kept poking its' head back inside its' shell every time his finger came creeping towards it. He looked up with a bright grin, wanting to ask Yesung how he could possibly get bored of this, but his smile dropped when he noticed the looks on the others' faces. Yesung was staring blatantly at him in a way he'd seen many ELF's do before, and for some reason Kibum was looking back and forth between him and Yesung with a glare on his face.
Donghae blinked, tilting his head to the side as Yesung looked away almost shyly, wondering what was going on. He was about to ask, when...
"Heebum!" Donghae shouted, grinning as he grabbed the cat before it had a chance to get away. For once, Heebum wasn't being smothered half to death by Heechul (who was for some reason locked up in his room with Hangeng) so Donghae decided to take this rare opportunity to play with the newly shaved cat.
"It's not about that. Can't you just...make up your mind already?"
"I can't help it, you know..."
"Oh yes, you can."
Donghae screamed as he heard a door slam loudly from his right, looking up to see....nothing. He blinked, looking around for Kibum and Yesung, but when he saw no one, he glanced over to their room and the door that was now closed with a sock on it. He briefly wondered what the sock was there for, but got distracted when Heebum meowed loudly, asking for attention.
"Nope, I gotcha pretty boy~" Donghae grinned, poking at Heebum, laughing out loud when he noticed that he too moved his head back when poked. Yes, this would be a good day.
***
"GUYS, OPEN UP!!" Donghae shouted, banging on Yesung and Kibum's door for the thousandth time. He frowned, letting his head fall forward onto the door, eeping in surprise when it opened a few seconds later, just barely managing to keep from falling onto Kibum's feet.
"ARE YOU OKAY?! WHERE'S YESUNG?!"
"I'm right here," Yesung said, peeking his head out from behind Kibum, a faint blush on his cheeks.
"WHY AREN'T YOU DEAD?!" Donghae squealed, jumping over to Yesung and grabbing him by the shoulder, poking his face a couple of times before assuring to himself that yes, he was alive. "I mean...I'm glad you aren't dead. But...last night...all that screaming...I thought you'd be like, bleeding. Or at least bruised up."
Something seemed to pass through Donghae's mind as he squealed, grabbing Yesung's shirt and lifting it up suddenly, making the older boy squeal in a rather interesting way. Donghae almost thought about it, but was too surprised by what he saw to do so.
"What the heck are these?!" He shouted, running his hands over the long red welts that graced themselves down Yesung's torso in sets of three. "And what are these?!" His hands flew wildly over the round bruises that were all over Yesung's chest, his eyes wide with shock. Why would Kibum have done this? Donghae looked up, glaring at Kibum as he felt a sudden urge to protect the older boy. He felt his fingers start to clench, jumping in surprise when Yesung's entire body shuddered under his fingers.
"I'm sorry!," he squealed, only now remembering that it might hurt more to have someone touching the wounds. But that just brought him back to his original though, why had Kibum done that? He opened his mouth to ask, but before he could, Kibum had brushed past him into the hallway with his hands stuck in the pockets of his sweatpants as if he didn't have a care in the world. Donghae blinked, frowning as he tried to decipher Kibums' weird way of walking, but before he had a chance to think on it too much, Yesung went rushing past him to catch up with Kibum, his face a strange shade of red.
Donghae blinked, looking around as he tried to process the entire situation. None of this made any sense to him, at all. So he did the only thing he could think of: he went to Heechul.
***
"So, that's what happened," Donghae said, staring at Heechul from his seat on the others' bed. He frowned when he noticed that Heechul was barely paying any attention to his story.
"Oh, don't pout. I heard you," Heechul sighed, taking his glasses off and leaning back in his chair, eyes still set on his computer screen where he was playing some kind of online game with wizards. "Now, let me ask you one thing: Was there a sock on the doorknob?"
Donghae blinked, tilting his head to the side as he tried to remember. He bit his bottom lip, frowning again before replying, "I don't know. Why does it matter if there was a sock on the door knob?"
"Because if there was, they were probably fucking."
"..............Huh?"
Heechul groaned, pressing some key on his computer before turning around to face Donghae, an impatient scowl on his lips. "They were probably fucking. You know, having sex, or making love, or whatever it is you think of it as. That's what they were probably doing. In fact, I'm pretty sure of it."
Donghae blinked for a long moment, gaping at Heechul like a real fish as he tried to think of a proper response. Before he knew what he was doing, he had run out of Heechul's room in search of the other two, his body moving on complete auto-pilot.
"God, he's dense," Heechul sighed, flicking his game back on with a sigh, ready to pulverize some minions.
Donghae slid into the kitchen, tripping on his socks and almost falling but somehow managing to stay on his feet, even if he was bent over with his legs spread wide...
"Whoa."
Donghae gasped, looking up suddenly to stare wide-eyed at Kibum who was now eyeing him like a piece of shellfish; like something slightly odd, but still just as appetizing. Donghae felt a slight blush rise on his cheeks as he righted himself, coughing nervously as he for once could not think of a way to get through this situation and not have it be awkward.
"Why are you staring at Donghae like he's food?" Yesung asked from the side of the room, causing Donghae's eyes to snap to the shorter man. He eeped cutely, backing up against the wall and shifting around nervously, trying to focus his eyes on anyone but those two.
"Donghae? What is it?" Kibum asked, no longer looking at Donghae like a lobster. Donghae didn't say anything, instead just offering a weak smile and shaking his head as if trying to assure them that nothing was wrong.
"What's wrong?" Yesung asked, shifting around uncomfortably in his t-shirt, which only made Donghae's eyes pop further out of his head as he felt something jolt in his chest. "If it's about last night, you don't have to worry....I'm fine, really..." Yesung winced slightly as his shirt brushed against a particularly painful bruise. And that was it - Donghae snapped.
"WERE YOU TWO FUCKING LAST NIGHT?!"
Silence rang throughout the room as all three of them merely stared at each other, glancing between the others and trying to figure out what to say next. Was there really anything that could be said in a situation like this?
"....are you jealous?" Yesung whispered, blinking his eyes at Donghae innocently. Donghae, however, didn't find the question that easy. He choked and sputtered, finding himself unable to breathe in or out. He merely stared at Yesung for a long moment, gaping like a strangled fish until Kibum coughed, bringing everybodys' eyes to him.
"Yeah, we were."
There was another long pause as Kibum and Yesung stared at Donghae, trying to gauge his reaction. Donghae, however, remained in place with a blank expression as his mind whirled around many, many unusual thoughts. And then, finally...
"Is that even possible? I mean, you're both guys. Where......where does it go?"
Yesung burst out laughing, grinning and sliding across the room until he was directly next to Donghae, slipping his arm around the younger mans' shoulder.
"Shall we go teach you?"
Donghae choked once again, his eyes going wide for the upteenth time in the last twenty minutes. He stuttered as he tried to say something, but nothing would come out. Feeling himself being led towards Kibum and Yesung's room, he looked back desperately to Kibum for some kind of explanation, but all he saw was the young man's smirking face as he followed them.
And with that, Donghae could only give in to whatever was going to happen. He wasn't sure how this all had come into play, but the one thing he was completely sure about was: it would be interesting.
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FIN.
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A/N:: OMO~! FINALLY I'M DONE!!! *dances in relief* I know it wasn't my best work, but...I tend to lose interest in things if they drag on too long, and I admit that that was my own fault. I'm sorry it wasn't as amazing as it could've been, Vania! Forgive me?
I am glad that I was able to actually finish it, though. And that I managed to fit in jealous!Kibum, kekeke. I hope you all enjoyed it~!
Coming up soon:: A completely cracktastic KiHae about chasing penguins, or so Donghae thinks. And also, the long awaited sequel to the winner of the
Heechul Kissing Massacre Contest,
"What Are Friends For?". So keep it tuned, guys~! 8D