Every Time Chapter 2
Title: Every Time (Chapter 2)
Pairing: Eunhae, maybe another, eventually.
Rating: PG-13, it may get higher later.
Warning: Underaged!Donghae
Summary: Hyukjae was walking from the store to his shared apartment with Junsu, when in the darkness of night, people attacked him. He woke up in a teen's house. What happens when he, an adult, falls for this teen?
A/N: So, I decided to upload both parts tonight. I hope this one is okay, and if you read the first and you are reading this one, thanks so much.
That pain was back as he woke up again. His eyes fluttered open and he went to turn to his side, finding it hard as weight was on his left shoulder. He looked down and nearly yelped as the teen was resting his head on Hyukjae's shoulder. The older man is sure when the teen told him that this was his only bed, and forced the man to sleep in it, that the teen was going to sleep on the couch. Why was he here now, then? He was going to shake the teen awake, but remembered he was supposed to leave before the other woke up.
He looked at the teen's face and smiled as he studied it. His eyelashes rested perfectly against his cheeks, the light brown contrasting perfectly with the milky pale skin. His cheek bones were high, and there was a peaceful smile resting on his lips. The soft, pale lips that the older man caught himself looking at yesterday without even meaning to. Donghae's hair was sprawled somewhat, while the rest lied on his face. Hyukjae thought about pushing it away, but decided against it. It may wake the boy up.
He lifted Donghae's head up a bit, placing it on the pillow as a replacement to his shoulder. He walked over to grab his cell phone that he had found out last night was on the floor by Donghae's closet. Why it was there, he doesn't know. He didn't bother asking. He doubt the teen would have a proper answer, without stuttering, anyway.
He walked out of the bedroom and through the living room straight to the door. He hurried with putting his shoes on and opened the door. He was going to walk out, but the scent from outside stopped him. It's not that it smelt bad, it's just... when did he find the apartment's scent so good? It smelt like cologne. Why had he not noticed that earlier? He shrugged his shoulders and turned to look past the living room to the bedroom. He could see Donghae turning in his sleep. He froze. He let himself relax when he saw the teen was still sleeping. He took in a deep breath-inhaling the scent unconsciously-and wondered briefly why leaving was becoming so hard.
He checked his cell phone. He had twelve missed calls, and four missed text messages. It was only five twenty-three in the morning. He looked back to the room. He breathed deeply again and walked through the front door out into the hall, closing the door slowly behind him. Right before it clicked shut he found himself opening it, walking in, kicking off his shoes and hurrying to the bedroom, putting his phone back in the spot by the closet. He lifted the covers and slipped under them.
A light groan passed the teen's lips and Hyukjae shut his eyes and evened out his breathing to try and seem asleep, just in case Donghae had woken up. The teen had. The older man inwardly cursed himself for letting his chance to "escape" slip by. Though, what would of happened if he just left? Would that be the last the older man would see or hear of the teen? This apartment building wasn't his, and where he lived, there was many buildings around his, but none that had such a cheap interior like this one.
Where was he, anyway? He listened as he heard shifting again. He was trying to pin-point what the younger was doing, but felt exactly what it was when arms wrapped around him and a head rested on his chest. He could of "woke up" then. He could of pushed Donghae off and demanded to know why the younger was even sleeping here. Though, did he have the right when he was the one who came back?
He decided he didn't have the right and he wrapped his arms around the younger man, pulling the boy closer to his chest-if that was even possible-and heaved a deep sigh as he let the warmth sink in. Donghae moved his head against Hyukjae's chest and murmured something Hyukjae couldn't hear.
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Hyukjae awoke when he felt a weight on his stomach. His eyes snapped open when felt hands land on his hips as the weight also moved downwards. He looked up and saw Donghae positioning himself so he was sitting on Hyukjae's front. "Um... Donghae?" The said teen looked up and Hyukjae and bounced a little in excitement. "Good! You're up! I was hoping this would wake you," the teen said bouncing again.
Hyukjae inwardly cursed the thing he came to hate called "morning erections" as the teen excitedly bounced again. He grabbed the younger man's hips to stop the guy. He tried keeping the teen hovering, but Donghae didn't take the hint and pushed himself down, rather harshly. Hyukjae bit his lip to keep in the moan and looked at the younger boy. "It woke me up... so now what?" The teen put his hands on Hyukjae's chest and smiled at the older man.
"We should go shopping today." Hyukjae looked at the teen confused."D-Donghae. I have to get back to my apartment." The teen pouted cutely and bounced in irritation-not realizing the effect it has. Hyukjae threw his head back and held back the groan. Donghae did it again and Hyukjae immediately agreed. The teen bounced happily and Hyukjae cursed what ever, or who ever made this teen have so much energy.
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Hyukjae doesn't really know why he was sitting here, in the food court. He had agreed to go shopping with the other. It's been hours. Long, tiring hours. The teen chatted away happily and Hyukjae had long since stopped listening to the other. He just listened to the voice. No words. Well, that is until that gasp just sounded. Hyukjae turned his attention to Donghae who was doing a horrible job at hiding his face with his hands. "What is it, Donghae?" "N-nothing... I think maybe we should leave the food court."
The older man was confused, but he agreed anyway, following Donghae out. Well, until someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around as he heard Donghae mutter "fuck" and he was about to yell at the younger for cussing, but someone beat him to it. "Donghae, don't cuss." The teen was silent and Hyukjae didn't know wether or not he should talk or not.
He decided not to. "Well, Donghae, aren't you going to introduce us?" The teen shook his head for a second before nodding. "Y-yeah... um. Hyukkie," Donghae paused and Hyukjae was slightly surprised upon hearing the nick name," this is my classmate... classmate... this is Hyukkie. Only I get to call him that. You can call him Hyukjae though."
The other teen nodded and put out his hand for Hyukjae. "I'm the classmate, I guess. My name is Kibum, it's nice to meet you, Hyukjae." Hyukjae nodded and muttered a "you too" as he studied the boy. He can't help but think Donghae is better looking. "Well, Kibum, Hyukjae and I were just about to go to shop at the game store." There was a killer smile from the other boy. "I was about to go there too," Kibum said. So the three headed there, and Hyukjae had to remind himself, why exactly was he hanging out with teenagers?
Chapter 3A
Pairing: Eunhae, maybe another, eventually.
Rating: PG-13, it may get higher later.
Warning: Underaged!Donghae
Summary: Hyukjae was walking from the store to his shared apartment with Junsu, when in the darkness of night, people attacked him. He woke up in a teen's house. What happens when he, an adult, falls for this teen?
A/N: So, I decided to upload both parts tonight. I hope this one is okay, and if you read the first and you are reading this one, thanks so much.
That pain was back as he woke up again. His eyes fluttered open and he went to turn to his side, finding it hard as weight was on his left shoulder. He looked down and nearly yelped as the teen was resting his head on Hyukjae's shoulder. The older man is sure when the teen told him that this was his only bed, and forced the man to sleep in it, that the teen was going to sleep on the couch. Why was he here now, then? He was going to shake the teen awake, but remembered he was supposed to leave before the other woke up.
He looked at the teen's face and smiled as he studied it. His eyelashes rested perfectly against his cheeks, the light brown contrasting perfectly with the milky pale skin. His cheek bones were high, and there was a peaceful smile resting on his lips. The soft, pale lips that the older man caught himself looking at yesterday without even meaning to. Donghae's hair was sprawled somewhat, while the rest lied on his face. Hyukjae thought about pushing it away, but decided against it. It may wake the boy up.
He lifted Donghae's head up a bit, placing it on the pillow as a replacement to his shoulder. He walked over to grab his cell phone that he had found out last night was on the floor by Donghae's closet. Why it was there, he doesn't know. He didn't bother asking. He doubt the teen would have a proper answer, without stuttering, anyway.
He walked out of the bedroom and through the living room straight to the door. He hurried with putting his shoes on and opened the door. He was going to walk out, but the scent from outside stopped him. It's not that it smelt bad, it's just... when did he find the apartment's scent so good? It smelt like cologne. Why had he not noticed that earlier? He shrugged his shoulders and turned to look past the living room to the bedroom. He could see Donghae turning in his sleep. He froze. He let himself relax when he saw the teen was still sleeping. He took in a deep breath-inhaling the scent unconsciously-and wondered briefly why leaving was becoming so hard.
He checked his cell phone. He had twelve missed calls, and four missed text messages. It was only five twenty-three in the morning. He looked back to the room. He breathed deeply again and walked through the front door out into the hall, closing the door slowly behind him. Right before it clicked shut he found himself opening it, walking in, kicking off his shoes and hurrying to the bedroom, putting his phone back in the spot by the closet. He lifted the covers and slipped under them.
A light groan passed the teen's lips and Hyukjae shut his eyes and evened out his breathing to try and seem asleep, just in case Donghae had woken up. The teen had. The older man inwardly cursed himself for letting his chance to "escape" slip by. Though, what would of happened if he just left? Would that be the last the older man would see or hear of the teen? This apartment building wasn't his, and where he lived, there was many buildings around his, but none that had such a cheap interior like this one.
Where was he, anyway? He listened as he heard shifting again. He was trying to pin-point what the younger was doing, but felt exactly what it was when arms wrapped around him and a head rested on his chest. He could of "woke up" then. He could of pushed Donghae off and demanded to know why the younger was even sleeping here. Though, did he have the right when he was the one who came back?
He decided he didn't have the right and he wrapped his arms around the younger man, pulling the boy closer to his chest-if that was even possible-and heaved a deep sigh as he let the warmth sink in. Donghae moved his head against Hyukjae's chest and murmured something Hyukjae couldn't hear.
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Hyukjae awoke when he felt a weight on his stomach. His eyes snapped open when felt hands land on his hips as the weight also moved downwards. He looked up and saw Donghae positioning himself so he was sitting on Hyukjae's front. "Um... Donghae?" The said teen looked up and Hyukjae and bounced a little in excitement. "Good! You're up! I was hoping this would wake you," the teen said bouncing again.
Hyukjae inwardly cursed the thing he came to hate called "morning erections" as the teen excitedly bounced again. He grabbed the younger man's hips to stop the guy. He tried keeping the teen hovering, but Donghae didn't take the hint and pushed himself down, rather harshly. Hyukjae bit his lip to keep in the moan and looked at the younger boy. "It woke me up... so now what?" The teen put his hands on Hyukjae's chest and smiled at the older man.
"We should go shopping today." Hyukjae looked at the teen confused."D-Donghae. I have to get back to my apartment." The teen pouted cutely and bounced in irritation-not realizing the effect it has. Hyukjae threw his head back and held back the groan. Donghae did it again and Hyukjae immediately agreed. The teen bounced happily and Hyukjae cursed what ever, or who ever made this teen have so much energy.
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Hyukjae doesn't really know why he was sitting here, in the food court. He had agreed to go shopping with the other. It's been hours. Long, tiring hours. The teen chatted away happily and Hyukjae had long since stopped listening to the other. He just listened to the voice. No words. Well, that is until that gasp just sounded. Hyukjae turned his attention to Donghae who was doing a horrible job at hiding his face with his hands. "What is it, Donghae?" "N-nothing... I think maybe we should leave the food court."
The older man was confused, but he agreed anyway, following Donghae out. Well, until someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around as he heard Donghae mutter "fuck" and he was about to yell at the younger for cussing, but someone beat him to it. "Donghae, don't cuss." The teen was silent and Hyukjae didn't know wether or not he should talk or not.
He decided not to. "Well, Donghae, aren't you going to introduce us?" The teen shook his head for a second before nodding. "Y-yeah... um. Hyukkie," Donghae paused and Hyukjae was slightly surprised upon hearing the nick name," this is my classmate... classmate... this is Hyukkie. Only I get to call him that. You can call him Hyukjae though."
The other teen nodded and put out his hand for Hyukjae. "I'm the classmate, I guess. My name is Kibum, it's nice to meet you, Hyukjae." Hyukjae nodded and muttered a "you too" as he studied the boy. He can't help but think Donghae is better looking. "Well, Kibum, Hyukjae and I were just about to go to shop at the game store." There was a killer smile from the other boy. "I was about to go there too," Kibum said. So the three headed there, and Hyukjae had to remind himself, why exactly was he hanging out with teenagers?
Chapter 3A