Coping Mechanism (Eunhyuk/Donghae)
Title: Coping Mechanism
Pairing: Main=Eunhyuk/Donghae, Also has=Donghae/Taemin, Eunhyuk/Kyuhyun, Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: We both want to fool around with EunHae, but since we don't own them and can't bend them to our sexual whims, we wrote a EunHae fic instead.
Summary: Donghae and Eunhyuk have been school rivals all through high school. Donghae is a punk, dealing with a painful past. Eunhyuk is popular, a soccer star, and a friend of everyone. When Eunhyuk's life starts to spiral out of control, the two of them realize how much they both have in common.
A/N: This fic is co-written by me, and by my sexy lover friend Te (his journal is tetenanii and you'll recognize him as one of the co-authors of Yeoubi). Each Chapter has two parts, one from Donghae's POV and one from Eunhyuk's. We really hope you like it. We've worked really hard on it together. Eunhyuk's parts will be on tetenanii so make sure you follow Te's journal so you don't miss an update!
A/N 2: This fic is dedicated to my other sexy lover friend Yu!!! shounenaidesu. We ♥♥♥ you!
poster fic made by me and approved by shounenaidesu.
Chapter 1:
A/N: This fic is co-written by me, and by my sexy lover friend Te (his journal is tetenanii and you'll recognize him as one of the co-authors of Yeoubi). Each Chapter has two parts, one from Donghae's POV and one from Eunhyuk's. We really hope you like it. We've worked really hard on it together. Eunhyuk's parts will be on tetenanii so make sure you follow Te's journal so you don't miss an update!
DONGHAE
Donghae sauntered into the quiet library. His backpack thumped against his back. It was there more for decoration than for actually carrying things. The librarian gave him a look. He smirked and with a flourish, bowed at her.
“Shouldn’t you be in Chemistry right now?”
Donghae shook his head. “And let this quiet, empty library go to waste. Never. It’s naptime.”
She shook her head, but let him go. Donghae sat at a far table. He put his black Skull Candy headphones on and cranked up the volume of his iPod. Using his backpack as a pillow, he curled his arms under it, lay his head down, and tried to sleep. He hadn’t been to any classes that day, missing Chemistry wasn’t going to hurt either. He thought for a moment of going to English though. At least learning English was cool.
Donghae was almost asleep, almost in that perfect spot where thinking was relegated to his dreams and he didn’t have to feel anything, when someone bumped his chair.
He sat up with an aggravated shout, but it was only Yoochun, smirking down at him. His hair was long in his eyes, his uniform wrinkled and shirt untucked.
“What the fuck?” Donghae demanded and he ripped off the headphones. People near him gave him dirty looks for his language.
“What the fuck are you doing in the library?” Yoochun asked.
“Sleeping. What else do you use a library for?”
“Jerking off.”
Donghae laughed. More people glared at him. He realized it was study time, and he’d slept through most of the day.
“Ooh, look, it’s your boyfriend.”
Donghae whipped around. Perfect, popular Eunhyuk walked through the library, laughing with his friend.
“Fuck off,” Donghae said, but without looking away from the popular soccer star. Glaring. God, the guy was a bastard. Perfectly worn uniform, with the tie noted and the material ironed. Perfectly styled short brown hairr. Perfectly popular group of stupid friends. Perfectly toned muscles moving as he walked.
Eunhyuk turned and glared at him.
And then he ran right into the door of the library.
Donghae laughed.
“What?” Yoochun said.
“Eunhyuk just face planted into the door,” Donghae said, loud enough for Eunhyuk to hear.
“And I missed it. Fuck!” Yoochun spun around.
Again their eyes met, but this time, Eunhyuk’s gaze wasn’t neutral. Anger, irritation.
Donghae smirked. “It’s a wonder you manage to score any goals, Hyukjae” he said, earning him a few laughs, but not many. People were not going to laugh at Eunhyuk. Eunhyuk flipped him off, and left the library.
“Maybe he wants to suck your cock,” Yoochun said.
Donghae slugged Yoochun in the arm. “Shut up. I have other lips for that. Don’t need that asshole on his knees for me.”
“It’d be nice though,” Yoochun said, leaning back in his chair, still looking at the door that the soccer team had disappeared through. “Or Junsu. I’d like to get that kid on his hands and knees. Have you seen his ass?”
“No,” Donghae lied.
“Come on. The nerdiness is making me sick,” Yoochun said. “Let’s go have a smoke.”
He didn’t want to watch stupid girls compare shoes and makeup. He didn’t want to watch stupid boys make jokes with each other. Known of them know how little their lives meant, how meaningless everything was. One day, they’d all die. “Yeah, okay.”
Donghae gathered his things, made sure that while he was sleeping no one had made off with the PS2 or his Nintendo DS. He stood up. His chair fell back and crashed behind him. He left it there, aware of the sudden silence and the looks following him out. He put his headphones back on. He turned around to make sure Yoochun was following him.
They went out the back door and around the school. Donghae stalked there, angry at Eunhyuk for even looking at him. What was that kid’s deal? God, who was Eunhyuk to fucking judge how Donghae acted, because that’s what it had been. Judging. All of them in there. They judged him every day. Every time he went to class and fell asleep. God, Donghae hated school.
He stopped, jumped and caught the bottom rung of the fire escape. Using his momentum, he swung and pulled. He used the wall to help him climb the first few rungs, and then he clambered up the two story building to the room. The fire escape whined when Yoochun followed him.
They sat on the roof, backs again the concrete wall.
Yoochun lit a cigarette and handed it to Donghae. He fought back a cough on the first inhale. Yoochun saw though and smirked at him. Donghae glowered as he brought up the cigarette for another drag. He knew it was bad for him, but the nicotine calmed the rage that coursed through him. At least, it did for a little while.
Donghae shut his eyes.
“Did you see the new kid?”
Donghae hummed in acknowledgement. He didn’t know the kid’s name, but he was only a first year, and he looked even younger, and prettier.
“How long until you have him on his knees?”
Donghae shrugged. “Two weeks.”
“Bet on it?”
Donghae smiled. “Sure. What are the terms?”
“You have two weeks. If you don’t, well, you have to confess to Eunhyuk.”
Donghae’s eyes flew open. “What? Fuck you!”
Yoochun laughed. “Nope. You told me to set the terms. Those are the terms.”
“Fine, but if I do it, you have to kiss Junsu.”
Yoochun licked his lips. “Oh, no problem there.”
“In front of his brother.”
“Junho will kill me.”
“I know.” Donghae leaned against the wall again. A bell rang.
“Ditch the rest of classes?” Yoochun asked.
Donghae thought about it, weighed his options. He wanted to go to English, but Eunhyuk was in his English class.
“No. I have to go to English class. You don’t teach me anything but swear words.”
Yoochun smiled. “Not true. I taught you how to say ‘suck my balls’.”
“I think that counts as a swear word.”
“I think you’re lame.”
“Whatever.” Donghae took one last drag on the cigarette and threw it away. He stood up. “You coming?”
Yoochun cupped his crotch. “No, but jerking off sounds better than going to English class.”
“Have fun with your hand then. It’s all the action you seem capable of getting.”
“Fuck off.”
Donghae grinned and went down the ladder. He dropped to the ground, landing in a crouch. He walked slowly into school, because yes, he was going to English class, but damn if he was going to be on time.
He passed a group of first years, and only one of them had the guts (or stupidity) to meet his eyes. The new kid. Donghae smiled at him and licked his lower lip. The other looked away, cheeks turning red.
Another bell rang and the first years scattered.
Donghae went to a bathroom to wash his hands and make sure he looked okay. Well, looked like a bad ass anyway. He had yet to comply with the school’s demands that he cut his hair, or the demands that he dye it all back to black, but Donghae loved the blue and indigo streaks in it. He did take out his piercings though, but as soon as school was over, they were going back in. His lip felt weird without the metal in it. He put on dark tinted glasses before leaving the bathroom.
The halls were empty. He sauntered to class, one hand clutching the strap of his backpack. He opened the door to English class, ignored the teacher’s reprimand and went to a seat in the back row. As soon as he sat down, he cursed.
Eunhyuk was sitting right in front of him.
Chapter 1: Eunhyuk IN ORDER TO READ EUNHYUK'S PARTS YOU HAVE TO ADD tetenanii AS A FRIEND!!!
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Pairing: Main=Eunhyuk/Donghae, Also has=Donghae/Taemin, Eunhyuk/Kyuhyun, Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: We both want to fool around with EunHae, but since we don't own them and can't bend them to our sexual whims, we wrote a EunHae fic instead.
Summary: Donghae and Eunhyuk have been school rivals all through high school. Donghae is a punk, dealing with a painful past. Eunhyuk is popular, a soccer star, and a friend of everyone. When Eunhyuk's life starts to spiral out of control, the two of them realize how much they both have in common.
A/N: This fic is co-written by me, and by my sexy lover friend Te (his journal is tetenanii and you'll recognize him as one of the co-authors of Yeoubi). Each Chapter has two parts, one from Donghae's POV and one from Eunhyuk's. We really hope you like it. We've worked really hard on it together. Eunhyuk's parts will be on tetenanii so make sure you follow Te's journal so you don't miss an update!
A/N 2: This fic is dedicated to my other sexy lover friend Yu!!! shounenaidesu. We ♥♥♥ you!
poster fic made by me and approved by shounenaidesu.
Chapter 1:
A/N: This fic is co-written by me, and by my sexy lover friend Te (his journal is tetenanii and you'll recognize him as one of the co-authors of Yeoubi). Each Chapter has two parts, one from Donghae's POV and one from Eunhyuk's. We really hope you like it. We've worked really hard on it together. Eunhyuk's parts will be on tetenanii so make sure you follow Te's journal so you don't miss an update!
DONGHAE
Donghae sauntered into the quiet library. His backpack thumped against his back. It was there more for decoration than for actually carrying things. The librarian gave him a look. He smirked and with a flourish, bowed at her.
“Shouldn’t you be in Chemistry right now?”
Donghae shook his head. “And let this quiet, empty library go to waste. Never. It’s naptime.”
She shook her head, but let him go. Donghae sat at a far table. He put his black Skull Candy headphones on and cranked up the volume of his iPod. Using his backpack as a pillow, he curled his arms under it, lay his head down, and tried to sleep. He hadn’t been to any classes that day, missing Chemistry wasn’t going to hurt either. He thought for a moment of going to English though. At least learning English was cool.
Donghae was almost asleep, almost in that perfect spot where thinking was relegated to his dreams and he didn’t have to feel anything, when someone bumped his chair.
He sat up with an aggravated shout, but it was only Yoochun, smirking down at him. His hair was long in his eyes, his uniform wrinkled and shirt untucked.
“What the fuck?” Donghae demanded and he ripped off the headphones. People near him gave him dirty looks for his language.
“What the fuck are you doing in the library?” Yoochun asked.
“Sleeping. What else do you use a library for?”
“Jerking off.”
Donghae laughed. More people glared at him. He realized it was study time, and he’d slept through most of the day.
“Ooh, look, it’s your boyfriend.”
Donghae whipped around. Perfect, popular Eunhyuk walked through the library, laughing with his friend.
“Fuck off,” Donghae said, but without looking away from the popular soccer star. Glaring. God, the guy was a bastard. Perfectly worn uniform, with the tie noted and the material ironed. Perfectly styled short brown hairr. Perfectly popular group of stupid friends. Perfectly toned muscles moving as he walked.
Eunhyuk turned and glared at him.
And then he ran right into the door of the library.
Donghae laughed.
“What?” Yoochun said.
“Eunhyuk just face planted into the door,” Donghae said, loud enough for Eunhyuk to hear.
“And I missed it. Fuck!” Yoochun spun around.
Again their eyes met, but this time, Eunhyuk’s gaze wasn’t neutral. Anger, irritation.
Donghae smirked. “It’s a wonder you manage to score any goals, Hyukjae” he said, earning him a few laughs, but not many. People were not going to laugh at Eunhyuk. Eunhyuk flipped him off, and left the library.
“Maybe he wants to suck your cock,” Yoochun said.
Donghae slugged Yoochun in the arm. “Shut up. I have other lips for that. Don’t need that asshole on his knees for me.”
“It’d be nice though,” Yoochun said, leaning back in his chair, still looking at the door that the soccer team had disappeared through. “Or Junsu. I’d like to get that kid on his hands and knees. Have you seen his ass?”
“No,” Donghae lied.
“Come on. The nerdiness is making me sick,” Yoochun said. “Let’s go have a smoke.”
He didn’t want to watch stupid girls compare shoes and makeup. He didn’t want to watch stupid boys make jokes with each other. Known of them know how little their lives meant, how meaningless everything was. One day, they’d all die. “Yeah, okay.”
Donghae gathered his things, made sure that while he was sleeping no one had made off with the PS2 or his Nintendo DS. He stood up. His chair fell back and crashed behind him. He left it there, aware of the sudden silence and the looks following him out. He put his headphones back on. He turned around to make sure Yoochun was following him.
They went out the back door and around the school. Donghae stalked there, angry at Eunhyuk for even looking at him. What was that kid’s deal? God, who was Eunhyuk to fucking judge how Donghae acted, because that’s what it had been. Judging. All of them in there. They judged him every day. Every time he went to class and fell asleep. God, Donghae hated school.
He stopped, jumped and caught the bottom rung of the fire escape. Using his momentum, he swung and pulled. He used the wall to help him climb the first few rungs, and then he clambered up the two story building to the room. The fire escape whined when Yoochun followed him.
They sat on the roof, backs again the concrete wall.
Yoochun lit a cigarette and handed it to Donghae. He fought back a cough on the first inhale. Yoochun saw though and smirked at him. Donghae glowered as he brought up the cigarette for another drag. He knew it was bad for him, but the nicotine calmed the rage that coursed through him. At least, it did for a little while.
Donghae shut his eyes.
“Did you see the new kid?”
Donghae hummed in acknowledgement. He didn’t know the kid’s name, but he was only a first year, and he looked even younger, and prettier.
“How long until you have him on his knees?”
Donghae shrugged. “Two weeks.”
“Bet on it?”
Donghae smiled. “Sure. What are the terms?”
“You have two weeks. If you don’t, well, you have to confess to Eunhyuk.”
Donghae’s eyes flew open. “What? Fuck you!”
Yoochun laughed. “Nope. You told me to set the terms. Those are the terms.”
“Fine, but if I do it, you have to kiss Junsu.”
Yoochun licked his lips. “Oh, no problem there.”
“In front of his brother.”
“Junho will kill me.”
“I know.” Donghae leaned against the wall again. A bell rang.
“Ditch the rest of classes?” Yoochun asked.
Donghae thought about it, weighed his options. He wanted to go to English, but Eunhyuk was in his English class.
“No. I have to go to English class. You don’t teach me anything but swear words.”
Yoochun smiled. “Not true. I taught you how to say ‘suck my balls’.”
“I think that counts as a swear word.”
“I think you’re lame.”
“Whatever.” Donghae took one last drag on the cigarette and threw it away. He stood up. “You coming?”
Yoochun cupped his crotch. “No, but jerking off sounds better than going to English class.”
“Have fun with your hand then. It’s all the action you seem capable of getting.”
“Fuck off.”
Donghae grinned and went down the ladder. He dropped to the ground, landing in a crouch. He walked slowly into school, because yes, he was going to English class, but damn if he was going to be on time.
He passed a group of first years, and only one of them had the guts (or stupidity) to meet his eyes. The new kid. Donghae smiled at him and licked his lower lip. The other looked away, cheeks turning red.
Another bell rang and the first years scattered.
Donghae went to a bathroom to wash his hands and make sure he looked okay. Well, looked like a bad ass anyway. He had yet to comply with the school’s demands that he cut his hair, or the demands that he dye it all back to black, but Donghae loved the blue and indigo streaks in it. He did take out his piercings though, but as soon as school was over, they were going back in. His lip felt weird without the metal in it. He put on dark tinted glasses before leaving the bathroom.
The halls were empty. He sauntered to class, one hand clutching the strap of his backpack. He opened the door to English class, ignored the teacher’s reprimand and went to a seat in the back row. As soon as he sat down, he cursed.
Eunhyuk was sitting right in front of him.
Chapter 1: Eunhyuk IN ORDER TO READ EUNHYUK'S PARTS YOU HAVE TO ADD tetenanii AS A FRIEND!!!
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