super junior; denial or not
Denial or not
Eunhae (Eunhyuk/Donghae), pg-13
He always stutters and tries to explain that he does not, in fact, watch porn. Really, he doesn't.
A/N: Just because Eunhyuk + porn/not-so-porn + Donghae = fun (for me to write)
Eunhyuk is very often associated with porn, especially in the talk shows when they have so called ‘honest talks’. The host(s) or hostess(es) always look at him with a curious face and sometimes a glint in the eyes. Some shifts a bit and then lean ever so slightly forward. The rest from Super Junior just chuckles lowly and some of them have a mischievous spark in their eyes, like Eeteuk, Kyuhyun, Heechul and Hankyung. But Eunhyuk just feels the blush creeping up his face and he wants to cover his face with something, anything, or maybe curl into a ball in a faraway corner, though sinking through the floor would also be a great idea.
He always stutters and tries to explain that he does not, in fact, watch or look at porn. Really, he doesn’t. Every time he insists that, Heechul smirks, Hankyung just smiles in a knowing way and Kyuhyun rocks back and forth slightly in the way he always does when he’s inwardly smirking. Eunhyuk sees that and then blushes even more. He suspects that they know his secret and that does not make it better at all.
Eunhyuk doesn’t call it porn. He doesn’t think it is porn, and he has a point there. And he doesn’t think he, if anybody was to put at blame for this, should be blamed for doing it because it’s not his fault that he does it.
He takes pictures of Donghae.
And not just any pictures of Donghae. He takes pictures of him when he’s in swimming trunks on the beach and has just gotten back from a swim in the sea; pictures of him when he’s sweating in practice with a almost see-through wife beater; pictures of him changing; pictures of him lying sprawled on the sofa with only his green boxer shorts on in the summer heat; pictures of him in the shower and so on and so on.
There’s always one thing in common with all the pictures: in all of them there’s skin on display. And not just any skin, but Donghae’s smooth skin.
So, he takes pictures of Donghae without the other knowing it and then as he looks at them, all alone in his room with the door securely locked, he kind of jerks off.
Eunhyuk doesn’t call it porn; really, he just calls it Donghae-pictures.
He has been close to getting discovered a few times also, like the one time when he thought it was only he and Donghae in the big flat.
Donghae was in the shower after a tough day of dance practice and Eunhyuk thought this was the perfect time to do some Donghae-hotness-saving aka taking pictures of Donghae naked in the shower. He walked softly over the floor with his camera in one hand. He even had a brilliant story to tell if Donghae was going to notice him there (but Eunhyuk didn’t think he would, because when Donghae showers, then he showers and he doesn’t think of anything else and thus it’s very easy to do something like this. Eunhyuk knew it from experience as he already had a stack of naked-Donghae-in-the-shower pictures in his secret hiding place in the closet) - he was simply going to say that he had left his watch in the bathroom and that he really needed it while, of course, hiding the camera behind his back.
He placed his free hand on the doorknob and was just about to open it when a voice coming from behind him startled him.
“Eunhyuk. What are you doing?” asked the voice and Eunhyuk swirled around to see Kyuhyun stand in the corridor with his eyebrows knotted, staring at him.
“Uh, Kyuhyun. H-hi,” stuttered Eunhyuk and hid the camera behind his back. “I didn’t know you were here.”
“Well I am,” said Kyuhyun. “Donghae’s in the shower.”
“Oh… I-I see,” said Eunhyuk and acted surprised. “Darn it. I forgot that he was in there. I wanted to take a shower.” Kyuhyun let his gaze wonder up and down Eunhyuk’s totally not-sweating body which was clad in jeans and a t-shirt and he looked very fresh (he had taken a shower earlier).
“Really?” he raised an eyebrow. Eunhyuk nodded. “Okay…” Kyuhyun turned slowly around and with a last suspicious glance at Eunhyuk he disappeared in the direction of the kitchen. Eunhyuk let out a big sigh of relief as the maknae was gone and patted his camera.
“That was a close one,” he mumbled and decided that maybe he should let it be for today. And that was a wise decision for in just that second the bathroom door opened and a still quite wet and half-naked Donghae bumped right into Eunhyuk’s back.
“Ouch,” he said and frowned and then realized who he had bumped in to. “Oh, hi Eunhyuk. Are you waiting for the shower?” Eunhyuk felt the very familiar blush creeping up his neck as he realized that he was in a very close proximity to Donghae who was only wearing a towel around his hips.
“H-hi,” he stuttered and tried to will the blush away. He failed completely. Donghae smiled brightly at him and that really didn’t help Eunhyuk’s brain to process. After a few seconds in silence, Donghae laughed quietly and patted Eunhyuk on the shoulder as he walked into his bedroom and closed the door after him. Eunhyuk looked down at the spot where Donghae’s hand had met his shoulder and touched it lightly. He could still feel the warmth from the large hand. As in bliss he skipped away and walked right into a wall. Not even as he fell to the floor did he stop smiling.
Now thinking back on it, that was probably why Kyuhyun was looking so funnily at him whenever ‘Eunhyuk’ and ‘porn’ was mentioned in the same sentence.
Eunhyuk stores his so called “Donghae-pictures” in a box with a lock on in the dark corner of his closet, clothes dumped over it to hide it away from any curious dongsaeng and hyung. But every night, it’s like they are calling on him, shouting “Eunhyuuuuk, come look at us” and who is Eunhyuk to disobey the pictures. He can’t. He’s tried to not look at them, even tried to stop taking photos of Donghae, but all in vain. It’s like Donghae has some sort of magnet inside of him that’s attracting Eunhyuk, pulling him close and he can’t escape.
Eunhyuk looks into his friend’s dark eyes as he smiles and sees them lit up, sparkling and happy, his breath gets caught in his throat, and he just knows. It’s not only about the pictures of Donghae half-naked; he’s in love.
Fuck, he had thought when he first realized it. Suddenly the pictures had more meaning. Donghae had continued smiling and laughing at him, chatting away as casually as ever without noticing that Eunhyuk had fallen silent and thoughtful, totally oblivious to what was going on inside Eunhyuk’s mind.
It had become harder and harder to look into Donghae’s eyes and eventually Eunhyuk had tried to escape talking to him at all. It took an angry Kibum, a pouting and sad Donghae and an exasperated Eeteuk and manager later before Eunhyuk realized that that wouldn’t work. Nothing would work. Except maybe...
It was not until Eunhyuk woke up the next day to an enormous headache and a naked girl lying next to him in the bed which was not his that he realized that sleeping with a girl wasn’t the best way out of this. 45 minutes later he was in the large Super Junior flat again after escaping the girl, not before making sure she didn’t remember him anymore of course, in the hotel bedroom and Donghae was clinging to his side, wondering where he had been last night. Eunhyuk had given a weak smile, muttered I don’t remember and asked him to pour up a cup of coffee for him - which Donghae gladly did.
That was a half year ago. Nowadays the situation is pretty much the same, Donghae smiling at him every ten seconds, Eunhyuk trying hard to not lean in and just kiss those soft looking lips and instead finding himself masturbating quite often with an image of Donghae in his mind, and the stack of pictures? Well, it was bigger than ever.
Eunhyuk’s situation is quite complicated: he’s in love with a man who’s his best friend, he’s taking pictures of him naked and the rest of the world thinks he’s a porn-maniac. Could things possibly be any more complicated?
Yes, Eunhyuk finds, as he tumbles right into a -again- half-naked Donghae and accidentally sends them both to the floor, the towel which Donghae had around his waist is threatening to fall off and oh look, Eunhyuk’s camera flies through the room, only to crash on the floor and like that it’s broken. Donghae’s breath hits his lips and he slowly opens his eyes which he had scrunched together in the fall and looks down at the young man lying beneath him. There’s something akin to amusement in Donghae’s eyes and Eunhyuk is very aware of their provocative position on the floor. He swallows hard and can hear his blood pounding in his ears and the soft breathing of Donghae and his own harsh breathing.
“So,” says Donghae casually and brushes away a hair strand from Eunhyuk’s eyes. “You’re taking pictures of me?” Eunhyuk panics more than a little.
“Um, n-no. I- I don’t. Wh-why would you think I do that?” he stutters and the amusement in Donghae’s eyes isn’t disappearing.
“Kyuhyun told me,” he says simply and Eunhyuk feels like he want to kick a certain witty young dongsaeng of his.
“Kyuhyun’s wrong,” he tries but the way his voice trembles doesn’t exactly help him convince Donghae.
“Oh really now? Then why would you bring your camera to the bathroom?” Darn it. Eunhyuk falls silent and closes his eyes as he swears inside his head. When he opens them again he finds Donghae’s face even closer to his and his breath gets caught in his throat. “I don’t mind,” whispers Donghae huskily. “But would you mind letting me know next time?” And with that he gently pushes away Eunhyuk, leaving him sitting on the floor and stands up, when he brushes away some not-there dust from his legs, his towel drops to the floor.
Eunhyuk’s eyes widen and he tries to not look like he’s looking. Donghae doesn’t pick it up. With a casual gesture of the hand, Donghae turns around and walks to the bedroom, hips swaying just that little bit and Eunhyuk suddenly has big problems breathing. The door closes behind Donghae. Eunhyuk reaches out a shaky hand to grab the light blue towel on the floor and, a bit ashamed of himself, sniffs at it.
“There’s no need to smell my towel,” shouts Donghae from the other side of the door and Eunhyuk reddens.
So, maybe Donghae has known all along about Eunhyuk’s pictures, but maybe it doesn’t matter. (Eunhyuk wonders if he could maybe get Donghae to even do some poses for him before he remembers that his camera is broken.) Maybe there’s no need for Eunhyuk to panic. Maybe he-Oh shit. If he knows about the pictures, does that mean that he knows about how Eunhyuk jerks off while looking at them?
And what does it mean that he hasn’t said anything about it? Does he…Is he… With a thud Eunhyuk lies down on the floor again, groaning into the towel, life’s unfair. Life is unfair and everybody still think he’s watching porn. Which just adds to the life-being-unfair-part. But then again, in a world where Donghae’s mischievous and Eunhyuk’s in love with him, it’s not so surprising that life's unfair.
The End
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Eunhae (Eunhyuk/Donghae), pg-13
He always stutters and tries to explain that he does not, in fact, watch porn. Really, he doesn't.
A/N: Just because Eunhyuk + porn/not-so-porn + Donghae = fun (for me to write)
Eunhyuk is very often associated with porn, especially in the talk shows when they have so called ‘honest talks’. The host(s) or hostess(es) always look at him with a curious face and sometimes a glint in the eyes. Some shifts a bit and then lean ever so slightly forward. The rest from Super Junior just chuckles lowly and some of them have a mischievous spark in their eyes, like Eeteuk, Kyuhyun, Heechul and Hankyung. But Eunhyuk just feels the blush creeping up his face and he wants to cover his face with something, anything, or maybe curl into a ball in a faraway corner, though sinking through the floor would also be a great idea.
He always stutters and tries to explain that he does not, in fact, watch or look at porn. Really, he doesn’t. Every time he insists that, Heechul smirks, Hankyung just smiles in a knowing way and Kyuhyun rocks back and forth slightly in the way he always does when he’s inwardly smirking. Eunhyuk sees that and then blushes even more. He suspects that they know his secret and that does not make it better at all.
Eunhyuk doesn’t call it porn. He doesn’t think it is porn, and he has a point there. And he doesn’t think he, if anybody was to put at blame for this, should be blamed for doing it because it’s not his fault that he does it.
He takes pictures of Donghae.
And not just any pictures of Donghae. He takes pictures of him when he’s in swimming trunks on the beach and has just gotten back from a swim in the sea; pictures of him when he’s sweating in practice with a almost see-through wife beater; pictures of him changing; pictures of him lying sprawled on the sofa with only his green boxer shorts on in the summer heat; pictures of him in the shower and so on and so on.
There’s always one thing in common with all the pictures: in all of them there’s skin on display. And not just any skin, but Donghae’s smooth skin.
So, he takes pictures of Donghae without the other knowing it and then as he looks at them, all alone in his room with the door securely locked, he kind of jerks off.
Eunhyuk doesn’t call it porn; really, he just calls it Donghae-pictures.
He has been close to getting discovered a few times also, like the one time when he thought it was only he and Donghae in the big flat.
Donghae was in the shower after a tough day of dance practice and Eunhyuk thought this was the perfect time to do some Donghae-hotness-saving aka taking pictures of Donghae naked in the shower. He walked softly over the floor with his camera in one hand. He even had a brilliant story to tell if Donghae was going to notice him there (but Eunhyuk didn’t think he would, because when Donghae showers, then he showers and he doesn’t think of anything else and thus it’s very easy to do something like this. Eunhyuk knew it from experience as he already had a stack of naked-Donghae-in-the-shower pictures in his secret hiding place in the closet) - he was simply going to say that he had left his watch in the bathroom and that he really needed it while, of course, hiding the camera behind his back.
He placed his free hand on the doorknob and was just about to open it when a voice coming from behind him startled him.
“Eunhyuk. What are you doing?” asked the voice and Eunhyuk swirled around to see Kyuhyun stand in the corridor with his eyebrows knotted, staring at him.
“Uh, Kyuhyun. H-hi,” stuttered Eunhyuk and hid the camera behind his back. “I didn’t know you were here.”
“Well I am,” said Kyuhyun. “Donghae’s in the shower.”
“Oh… I-I see,” said Eunhyuk and acted surprised. “Darn it. I forgot that he was in there. I wanted to take a shower.” Kyuhyun let his gaze wonder up and down Eunhyuk’s totally not-sweating body which was clad in jeans and a t-shirt and he looked very fresh (he had taken a shower earlier).
“Really?” he raised an eyebrow. Eunhyuk nodded. “Okay…” Kyuhyun turned slowly around and with a last suspicious glance at Eunhyuk he disappeared in the direction of the kitchen. Eunhyuk let out a big sigh of relief as the maknae was gone and patted his camera.
“That was a close one,” he mumbled and decided that maybe he should let it be for today. And that was a wise decision for in just that second the bathroom door opened and a still quite wet and half-naked Donghae bumped right into Eunhyuk’s back.
“Ouch,” he said and frowned and then realized who he had bumped in to. “Oh, hi Eunhyuk. Are you waiting for the shower?” Eunhyuk felt the very familiar blush creeping up his neck as he realized that he was in a very close proximity to Donghae who was only wearing a towel around his hips.
“H-hi,” he stuttered and tried to will the blush away. He failed completely. Donghae smiled brightly at him and that really didn’t help Eunhyuk’s brain to process. After a few seconds in silence, Donghae laughed quietly and patted Eunhyuk on the shoulder as he walked into his bedroom and closed the door after him. Eunhyuk looked down at the spot where Donghae’s hand had met his shoulder and touched it lightly. He could still feel the warmth from the large hand. As in bliss he skipped away and walked right into a wall. Not even as he fell to the floor did he stop smiling.
Now thinking back on it, that was probably why Kyuhyun was looking so funnily at him whenever ‘Eunhyuk’ and ‘porn’ was mentioned in the same sentence.
Eunhyuk stores his so called “Donghae-pictures” in a box with a lock on in the dark corner of his closet, clothes dumped over it to hide it away from any curious dongsaeng and hyung. But every night, it’s like they are calling on him, shouting “Eunhyuuuuk, come look at us” and who is Eunhyuk to disobey the pictures. He can’t. He’s tried to not look at them, even tried to stop taking photos of Donghae, but all in vain. It’s like Donghae has some sort of magnet inside of him that’s attracting Eunhyuk, pulling him close and he can’t escape.
Eunhyuk looks into his friend’s dark eyes as he smiles and sees them lit up, sparkling and happy, his breath gets caught in his throat, and he just knows. It’s not only about the pictures of Donghae half-naked; he’s in love.
Fuck, he had thought when he first realized it. Suddenly the pictures had more meaning. Donghae had continued smiling and laughing at him, chatting away as casually as ever without noticing that Eunhyuk had fallen silent and thoughtful, totally oblivious to what was going on inside Eunhyuk’s mind.
It had become harder and harder to look into Donghae’s eyes and eventually Eunhyuk had tried to escape talking to him at all. It took an angry Kibum, a pouting and sad Donghae and an exasperated Eeteuk and manager later before Eunhyuk realized that that wouldn’t work. Nothing would work. Except maybe...
It was not until Eunhyuk woke up the next day to an enormous headache and a naked girl lying next to him in the bed which was not his that he realized that sleeping with a girl wasn’t the best way out of this. 45 minutes later he was in the large Super Junior flat again after escaping the girl, not before making sure she didn’t remember him anymore of course, in the hotel bedroom and Donghae was clinging to his side, wondering where he had been last night. Eunhyuk had given a weak smile, muttered I don’t remember and asked him to pour up a cup of coffee for him - which Donghae gladly did.
That was a half year ago. Nowadays the situation is pretty much the same, Donghae smiling at him every ten seconds, Eunhyuk trying hard to not lean in and just kiss those soft looking lips and instead finding himself masturbating quite often with an image of Donghae in his mind, and the stack of pictures? Well, it was bigger than ever.
Eunhyuk’s situation is quite complicated: he’s in love with a man who’s his best friend, he’s taking pictures of him naked and the rest of the world thinks he’s a porn-maniac. Could things possibly be any more complicated?
Yes, Eunhyuk finds, as he tumbles right into a -again- half-naked Donghae and accidentally sends them both to the floor, the towel which Donghae had around his waist is threatening to fall off and oh look, Eunhyuk’s camera flies through the room, only to crash on the floor and like that it’s broken. Donghae’s breath hits his lips and he slowly opens his eyes which he had scrunched together in the fall and looks down at the young man lying beneath him. There’s something akin to amusement in Donghae’s eyes and Eunhyuk is very aware of their provocative position on the floor. He swallows hard and can hear his blood pounding in his ears and the soft breathing of Donghae and his own harsh breathing.
“So,” says Donghae casually and brushes away a hair strand from Eunhyuk’s eyes. “You’re taking pictures of me?” Eunhyuk panics more than a little.
“Um, n-no. I- I don’t. Wh-why would you think I do that?” he stutters and the amusement in Donghae’s eyes isn’t disappearing.
“Kyuhyun told me,” he says simply and Eunhyuk feels like he want to kick a certain witty young dongsaeng of his.
“Kyuhyun’s wrong,” he tries but the way his voice trembles doesn’t exactly help him convince Donghae.
“Oh really now? Then why would you bring your camera to the bathroom?” Darn it. Eunhyuk falls silent and closes his eyes as he swears inside his head. When he opens them again he finds Donghae’s face even closer to his and his breath gets caught in his throat. “I don’t mind,” whispers Donghae huskily. “But would you mind letting me know next time?” And with that he gently pushes away Eunhyuk, leaving him sitting on the floor and stands up, when he brushes away some not-there dust from his legs, his towel drops to the floor.
Eunhyuk’s eyes widen and he tries to not look like he’s looking. Donghae doesn’t pick it up. With a casual gesture of the hand, Donghae turns around and walks to the bedroom, hips swaying just that little bit and Eunhyuk suddenly has big problems breathing. The door closes behind Donghae. Eunhyuk reaches out a shaky hand to grab the light blue towel on the floor and, a bit ashamed of himself, sniffs at it.
“There’s no need to smell my towel,” shouts Donghae from the other side of the door and Eunhyuk reddens.
So, maybe Donghae has known all along about Eunhyuk’s pictures, but maybe it doesn’t matter. (Eunhyuk wonders if he could maybe get Donghae to even do some poses for him before he remembers that his camera is broken.) Maybe there’s no need for Eunhyuk to panic. Maybe he-Oh shit. If he knows about the pictures, does that mean that he knows about how Eunhyuk jerks off while looking at them?
And what does it mean that he hasn’t said anything about it? Does he…Is he… With a thud Eunhyuk lies down on the floor again, groaning into the towel, life’s unfair. Life is unfair and everybody still think he’s watching porn. Which just adds to the life-being-unfair-part. But then again, in a world where Donghae’s mischievous and Eunhyuk’s in love with him, it’s not so surprising that life's unfair.
The End
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