Good In My Shirt
Title: Good in My Shirt
Pairing: Blohyuk, Mithra/Heechul (If you read all the way to the end) Tukutz(makes an appearance)
Genre: Fluff
Rating: Pg or PG-13 for language
Summary: Tablo makes breakfast, Eunhyuk wears his shirt,
A/N Dedicated to imsweet_11 because she wanted more fluff in the world of Blohyuk. (If that’s not weird and I can dedicate it to you) Inspired in part by Keith Urban’s “Good in my shirt” with the lyrics “Maybe it’s a little too early, to know if this is gonna work, all I know is you’re sure looking, Good in my shirt”. I dunno I guess I like picturing Blohyuk in the morning.J. Thanks to my sounding board Thaur and Buin your advice is always appreciated and I promise to write some of our Qmi baby soon! Saranghae! I hope everyone enjoys! Comments are Love!
At the ungodly hour of 6:30 am Tablo, Leader of Epik High, successful rapper, musical genius, rolled out of bed and made his way into the kitchen of the flat he shared with DJ Tukutz and Mithra Jin. He proceeded to walk into a door.
After looking around to make sure no one had seen him, he quickly retrieved his spare glasses from the bedside table. Mithra had broken Tablo’s other pair trying to prove that glasses always made a person look smarter. The poor glasses had split in two when Mithra tried to force them onto his big, fat, and Tablo thought rather stupid, head. The worst part was they hadn’t helped at all. Mithra still looked just as dumb as usual. Tablo continued on to the kitchen.
Finally arriving at his destination he wasted no time in pouring himself his mandatory cup of morning coffee, black just the way he liked it, strong enough that the spoon would stand upright. Anything to get him moving.
“Good morning sunshine!” A disgustingly awake and cheerful Mithra called over the top of his news paper.
Tablo just grumbled and made a rude gesture. Unfazed at his friend’s offensiveness Mithra asked, still entirely too happy for 6:30 in the morning. “Where’s the kid?”
Tablo rolled his eyes. No matter how many times he insisted that Mithra not call him that, the other would point out innocently ‘Why not? That’s what he is isn’t he?’ And Tablo would be forced to agree but it’s not like he needed the reminder of the age gap.
So instead of arguing with Mithra he merely grunted again and replied. “Still sleeping. He’s got a schedule at 9.”
“Who’s got a schedule at 9” Tukutz said dragging himself in towards the fridge. He reached for a beer.
“Tablo’s kid” Mithra answered.
“That makes it sound incestuous!” Tablo protested sipping his coffee.
Mithra just shrugged. “Well it’s true isn’t it?”
“It is not incest!” Tablo was not a morning person, his brain did not fully function until well after 11 but even he knew it was too early for this sort of conversation. Unfortunately for him his other two bandmates loved to torture him. In fact it was their hobby and their favorite thing to tease him about just happened to be Hyukjae.
“You know” Tukutz began thoughtfully “You two do kind of look alike. You’re sure he’s not like an illegitimate love child or something?”
“Oh my god.” Tablo said in English. He wondered what on earth he had ever done to deserve such annoying friends. “I would have been 6 years old for chrissake! And really Tukutz beer? In the morning? Didn’t you go out last night?”
Tukutz flashed him a wicked grin “Never came home.” He took a swig of his beer. “Knew you were having the kid over, and believe you me I don’t need to hear the headboard hitting the wall all night long.” He cackled and Mithra guffawed into his paper. “Besides nothing like a little hair of the dog”
Tablo shook his head. “You’re gonna get in trouble for that someday. There’s only so long you can go burning the candle at both ends.”
“Hmm” Mithra agreed. “But that doesn’t explain why you’re up so early mr. my boyfriend and me didn’t get to sleep till well after 3”
Tablo, who had in fact forgotten why he had risen so early until that very moment, began to frantically search through the cupboards noisily pulling out pots and pans and busily checking the contents of the fridge.
“I was gonna make Hyukjae breakfast! But here I am gabbing to you two idiots. Aish” Tablo could practically feel the look that passed between Tukutz and Mithra. Tukutz whistled and made the sound of a cracking whip. Mithra again guffawed.
“What?” Tablo demanded absent mindedly as he cracked eggs into a skillet. “Whiiiiiiiippped” Mithra sing songed. Tablo threw him a dirty look.
“What it’s true!” The other said holding up his hands in a surrender pose. “You’ve never willingly made us breakfast before, much less drag your ass out of bed early in the morning to do it.”
“That’s because you aren’t fantastic in bed.” Tablo said sarcastically, much to the other two’s surprise. He rarely volunteered any information about his and Eunhyuk’s relationship.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me” Tukutz said, dropping to a chair at the table. He cradled his head in his hands. He then asked “Is he really that good?”
Tablo nodded. “The best.” He insisted. “Those dancer types can really move their hips if you know what I mean.”
“Oh my god I think I’m going to be sick!” Tukutz said turning a slight shade of green. Tablo just grinned blithely and continued to scramble some eggs.
“So you’re making him breakfast because he’s a good fuck” Mithra concluded. “Tablo you old dog.” He threw a sly wink at his leader.
“Nah it probably has more to do with the fact that, I don’t know, I love him and I most definitely don’t love you guys. So shut up and check and see if we have any strawberry milk.”
Mithra, who had just taken a sip of the very last bottle of strawberry milk swallowed nervously and tried to hide the incriminating evidence behind his paper. But it was too late Tablo had seen.
“Oh you have got to be joking Mithra, really?” He opened the fridge to check. “And the last one too, that’s just perfect. You know it’s Hyukjae’s favorite”
“Go get some more!” Tablo demanded rounding on his hapless member.
“What? No!” Mithra said. “He’s not the only one that likes strawberry milk in this house! He doesn’t even live here!”
Tablo was about to reply with a nasty comeback when a small noise interrupted him.
“Ta-aaaa-blo hyung.” A huge yawn split Hyukjae’s face as the younger boy entered the room. Hair in a mess he rubbed the sleep from his eyes in an absolutely (at least in Tablo’s opinion) endearing fashion using his fists like a sleepy baby. It made Tablo want to coo “aigoo” and wrap Hyukjae in his arms to keep him safe and innocent like this forever. Tablo opened his arms in anticipation for his good morning hug when…HOLY MOTHER OF SIWON AND ALL ELSE THAT IS HOLY WHAT WAS HYUKJAE WEARING?!
What the kid was wearing definitely did NOT make Tablo think pure innocent thoughts. In fact it made him want to stride over to Eunhyuk grab his wrist, pull him back to bed and do unspeakable things to him until the world ended or Leeteuk burst down the door in a panic looking for his missing “baby”. Tablo wasn’t sure but he was betting on Leeteuk getting there first.
At least it seemed Tablo wasn’t the only one affected by Hyukjae’s morning attire. Both Mithra and Tukutz sat slack jawed at the table. And Tablo was sure he heard a soft “damn” from one of them. But he didn’t blame them, not one bit because…
Eunhyuk. Was. Wearing. His. Shirt.
And he looked fucking HOT in it. Tablo was actually shorter than Eunhyuk, but he preferred his T-shirts longer, looser, while Eunhyuk wore his more fitted. This morning he was wearing one of Tablo’s extra long shirts, the kind Tukutz liked to call his “Ghetto” shirts and Tablo liked to sleep in. In fact it looked suspiciously like the shirt Tablo had worn to bed, but couldn’t find this morning in the tangled pile of clothes from the night before.
Tablo looked down at his own bare chest. He was lucky enough to have found his boxers even. He looked over at Eunhyuk again and thought it was a little unfair how the kid (oh great now he was doing it too, enough with the “kid” already) could look so alluring and devastatingly sexy completely clothed. Because the large shirt revealed nothing. It hung low, almost to the middle of Hyukjae’s thighs, revealing just a few inches of his plain blue boxers, hiding everything, from the protruding collar and hip bones, to the slender waist and taut stomach that Tablo knew was under there… just waiting for-
But Tablo stopped himself there. Because he was really wondering at this point just why Eunhyuk was looking so particularily delicious this morning and he was reaching an astounding conclusion. Eunhyuk looked good not because of what the shirt revealed physically but what it symbolized. That was Tablo’s shirt, hanging off Eunhyuk’s slim shoulders. That was Tablo’s shirt on Tablo’s boyfriend and then fuck Hyukjae was moving again.
Tablo couldn’t tear his eyes away as the kid (he really needed to stop thinking of him like that) made his way across the room to sit at the table. Eunhyuk moved with an innate grace that Tablo envied, but at the same time enjoyed ‘cause it meant he got to watch. He swore he could feel heat just resonating from Eunhyuk with every step, swore he could hear angles singing somewhere in the distance but- Fuck. That was the smoke alarm going off.
“Is something burning?” Eunhyuk asked sniffing the air. Tablo, who was still frozen deep in thought until this point suddenly leapt into action. “MY EGGS!” He screamed and scrambled to turn off the stove.
He stared mournfully at the brown mess. “Sorry Hyukkie” He apologized to his lover. “I just wanted to make you breakfast before you had to go.”
Eunhyuk grinned, a gummy smile that made Tablo’s heart do cartwheels an Olympic gymnast would be proud of, and said. “That’s ok Hyung. It’s the thought that counts.” He pecked Tablo on the cheek and grabbed a plate.
Tablo stared in shock. “You’re not actually going to eat this are you?” He gestured to his sad attempt at breakfast. “We don’t even have any strawberry milk” He sent a nasty glare at Mithra, who hid behind his paper.
But Eunhyuk didn’t notice, he had already grabbed a fork and had begun to eat. “Mahmshhh- “ He swallowed and tried again. “It’s alright Hyung, I want to eat it because you made it for me” He smiled again and Tablo really thought he was going to go into cardiac arrest if that boy kept smiling at him like that while wearing his shirt.
Mithra made a gagging sound. Tukutz had passed out, probably from the beer.
“Besides.” Eunhyuk went on taking another bite. “Compared to Teukie’s scrambled eggs, these aren’t bad.”
Tablo didn’t point out that it was supposed to be an omelet. He just let it go as Eunhyuk finished the whole plate in record time.
“Thanks Hyung” Eunhyuk said placing a kiss square on Tablo’s lips. He stood and brought his plate over to the sink to be washed. “I’d better go get ready or I’ll be late.” He bit his lip adorably and Tablo wanted nothing more than to kiss him, which he did. “Ok. Have a good day.” Eunhyuk nodded and looked away embarrassed, because Mithra was staring.
Tablo cleared his throat meaningfully and Mithra quickly regained intrest in the newspaper.
“Yeah. You too.” Eunhyuk said. He made no move to leave and Tablo really wished he wouldn’t. “Well I’d better go otherwise Teukie will send out the search party. Thanks for breakfast and you know…everything.”
Tablo smiled inwardly this kid was just too adorable. “Yeah you’re welcome, will I see you later tonight?”
Eunhyuk shrugged. “I dunno, I’ve got the radio show tonight but if it’s not too late I’ll give you a call.” Tablo wanted to say it would never be too late, it didn’t matter what hour as long as he got to hear Eunhyuk’s voice.
“But if you’re not doing anything tomorrow…” Tablo wasn’t, he was rarely busy these days. “Nothing on my schedule but lyrics” He told Eunhyuk easily.
“Oh good…well…I was wondering if..well if you wanted to come over to the dorm for dinner and hang out.” Tablo raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“And I mean we don’t have to if you don’t want to I can just come here but I was thinking that I always come here and invade your space and that maybe it would be nice for once if you came over and we don’t have to do anything like that because it’d be kind of hard what with everyone around I was just-“
Tablo shut Eunhyuk up with a kiss. “That sounds fun.”
“Really?” Eunhyuk asked eyes wide. “Really.” Tablo answered, he could practically feel Mithra doing a victory dance. A whole night with the apartment to himself.
“O-ok. Then I’ll call you later and see you tomorrow!” Eunhyuk said detaching himself from Tablo and heading for the door. “Yeah” Tablo agreed watching Eunhyuk go, admiring his figure and the shirt.
The boy turned around halfway out the door and waved shyly over his shoulder, a gesture which Tablo returned with a silly grin plastered on his face.
Mithra again said “Whipped” Trying to pass it off as a cough this time.
“No. Just in love” Tablo retorted, not embarrassed to admit it.
He wondered when he had gotten so lucky.
THE END
A/N II
Because I love you, and because I really think Mithra has a mancrush on Heechul here is a BONUS SCENE! I tried to work this in but really couldn’t find a good place for it that flowed well so just picture it as happening while Eunhyuk eats.
BONUS
“I can’t believe you’re dating a guy in a boyband for fuck’s sake. We used to make fun of guys like that.” Mithra said giving Tablo a meaningful look. Tablo immediately felt defensive. “Well at least I’m honest about my feelings unlike someone we know.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Mithra shot back.
“Oh I don’t know. Only that someone continues to meet up with a certain Kim Heechul for drinks nearly every night of the week and that same someone is dating a girl he only pretends to like and has on more than one occasion lied to said girl to meet said Heechul.”
Mithra slammed down his paper on the table making Eunhyuk jump “And your point is…?”
Tablo continued gleefully. Fully enjoying the fact that he could now get Mithra back. “That that someone is being deceitful to the world and to himself about his true feelings because he’s a coward.” He concluded. “If you really like him that much you should just man up and tell him.”
“It’s true Hyung. What are you afraid of?” Eunhyuk spoke up.
“Well maybe” Mithra roared standing up. “That someone is just afraid- Not of what Kim Heechul will say mind you, but of what either Han Geng or Choi Siwon has to say about the matter. Because they both know martial arts and I’m pretty sure either one or both are banging Heechul on the side.”
“Both” Eunhyuk said completely straight faced.
Mithra paled and sat down heavily. “Well there you go.”
“But you should still tell him” Eunhyuk said quickly. “I think he deserves to know don’t you?”
Mithra stared at the boy and Eunhyuk put on his full charm fixing the other with an adorable pout. “C’mon hyung” he wheedled. “What’s the worst that could happen? He rejects you? Well fine at least he’ll know how you really feel and you won’t have to hide it anymore.”
Mithra could feel his resolve crumbling and for the first time he wondered if this is what Tablo felt like when Hyukjae wanted something. “Ok Fine!” He said finally. “But if he rejects me and things get awkward you have to be my new drinking buddy.”
Tablo made a noise of protest but Eunhyuk was already grinning in victory and shaking Mithra’s hand. “Deal!”
“Deal!” Mithra echoed.
It wasn’t until much later that Mithra wondered what exactly he had gotten himself into.
END OF BONUS SCENE
A/N III
Now I want to write what happens when Tablo visits the SJ dorm and also what happens when Mithra confesses to Heechul. Dunno if it will ever happen but we will see ne? Now go forth and comment!