counting sticks [Super Junior; EunHae; One-shot]
counting sticks
yumeyana
super junior | hyukjae x donghae
pg-13 / humor
i might not recognize you by then. it's an old joke, an old song. but you play it nonetheless and he dances along.
[crossposted at miracle______, hyukhae, lowercaps.]
author's notes: i almost couldn't do anything special for donghae's birthday and i was close to ripping my head off when i opened my donghae folder and saw the cutest picture of him. and suddenly, the right words came. :D
disclaimers: none of the super junior boys are mine. only the plot is.
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counting sticks
you tell him you've forgotten how he looks like. he retaliates--it's only been a month! you shake your head, forgetting that he can't see you. it's been 43, 829.0639 minutes, you argue and you can almost imagine him repeating that number in his head. you can hear him call henry and he repeats the number; bastard, he snaps back at you when he realizes that you've made a fool out of him. you laugh.
it's always longer here, you want to tell him. you count the minutes instead of hours; hours instead of days. we're going home soon, he says and you want to bounce off the walls but you instead, you open your laptop, unconsciously tapping your fingers on the desk. when, you ask; soon is always too far away. he falls silent--in a few weeks, he answers vaguely and you count the seconds this time.
i might not recognize you by then.
hyukjae, you ass. you better not!
you open a folder and flip through it; hmm--, you hum. you'll never know. you can almost see him roll his eyes--HA. yeah right, lee hyukjae. you laugh. send me a picture so i'll know it's you. he tells kyuhyun to get his butt off the computer and kyuhyun shouts back a mix of korean and chinese, stumbling on every word. he mumbles something about a disobedient dongsaeng and he almost sounds like leeteuk. (he's gotten older in china, you think and it scares you.) open your e-mail, doofus, he says and you smile, typing your username and password away. (one thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three, one thousand---)
yah! you sent me the wrong picture!
you hear him hit his head. i am calling teukie hyung. you need to have your eyes checked, lee hyukjae.
(---one thousand fifteen, one thousand sixteen, one thousand seventeen)
xxx
081015 | 1709H
307 words
saeng-il chukha hamnida, donghae yah. ♥
yumeyana
super junior | hyukjae x donghae
pg-13 / humor
i might not recognize you by then. it's an old joke, an old song. but you play it nonetheless and he dances along.
[crossposted at miracle______, hyukhae, lowercaps.]
author's notes: i almost couldn't do anything special for donghae's birthday and i was close to ripping my head off when i opened my donghae folder and saw the cutest picture of him. and suddenly, the right words came. :D
disclaimers: none of the super junior boys are mine. only the plot is.
--------------------------------------------------------
counting sticks
you tell him you've forgotten how he looks like. he retaliates--it's only been a month! you shake your head, forgetting that he can't see you. it's been 43, 829.0639 minutes, you argue and you can almost imagine him repeating that number in his head. you can hear him call henry and he repeats the number; bastard, he snaps back at you when he realizes that you've made a fool out of him. you laugh.
it's always longer here, you want to tell him. you count the minutes instead of hours; hours instead of days. we're going home soon, he says and you want to bounce off the walls but you instead, you open your laptop, unconsciously tapping your fingers on the desk. when, you ask; soon is always too far away. he falls silent--in a few weeks, he answers vaguely and you count the seconds this time.
i might not recognize you by then.
hyukjae, you ass. you better not!
you open a folder and flip through it; hmm--, you hum. you'll never know. you can almost see him roll his eyes--HA. yeah right, lee hyukjae. you laugh. send me a picture so i'll know it's you. he tells kyuhyun to get his butt off the computer and kyuhyun shouts back a mix of korean and chinese, stumbling on every word. he mumbles something about a disobedient dongsaeng and he almost sounds like leeteuk. (he's gotten older in china, you think and it scares you.) open your e-mail, doofus, he says and you smile, typing your username and password away. (one thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three, one thousand---)
yah! you sent me the wrong picture!
you hear him hit his head. i am calling teukie hyung. you need to have your eyes checked, lee hyukjae.
(---one thousand fifteen, one thousand sixteen, one thousand seventeen)
xxx
081015 | 1709H
307 words
saeng-il chukha hamnida, donghae yah. ♥