Finding You chapter 9
Title: Finding You
Chapters: 9/?
Pairing: EunHae, some YeWook
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, only the weird plot. Written in Hyukjae’s p.o.v.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The Date.
Note: I know in a previous chapter I said Hyukjae was 24, but that was a typo, he’s actually 22. I changed it because the age gap would be too big if he was 24. Donghae is like 17 or something, I don't know I haven'd decided, I will in the next chapter.
The car ride to Ryeowook’s was spent in silence; with Yesung focusing on driving a little too much, I know he was just nervous, so was I, after tonight nothing was going to be the same. As we turned onto the street Ryeowook’s house was located we simultaneously sighed, looked at each other for a brief second and then looked away, both of us too nervous to even acknowledge the other was feeling the same way. When Yesung pulled into Ryeowook’s drive way my heart was beating so fast I feared that when Yesung turned off the engine it would be louder than the music had been. Yesung must have been feeling similar feelings, because he inhaled slowly and exhaled quickly before turning off the car, then he turned to me and said “Ready?”
“No” I say honestly.
“Yeah, me neither, but we gotta go or we’ll seem like idiots just sitting in the car” Yesung said.
“Yeah” I say with a smile “besides, how bad could it be?”
“We could screw up and lose the loves of our life tonight” Yesung deadpans.
“Way to kill a man’s confidence” I say hanging my head low.
“Sorry” he says as he opens his door.
“Yeah” I reply while opening my door.
After getting out of the car, we head to the front door, and my blood is burning in anticipation. I take a deep breath before ringing the door bell; this was it, the single most important moment of my 22 year on this planet, don’t blow it Hyuk.
While waiting for the door to open, I quickly look over at Yesung, he has this weird half smile on his face, it looks forced, unnatural, so I squeeze his shoulder and tell him “Relax.”
He turns to me and says “Yeah” and then the door opens and we’re greeted by a very stunning looking Ryeowook “hey” he says, and we’re both waiting for Yesung to respond, and when he doesn’t I look over at him, he’s in a trance. So I respond for him.
“Hey Wookie, we’re here” I say, and then feel stupid for my choice of words when I hear someone say “No kidding.” I look for the owner of the remark, and now it’s my turn to be entranced.
It’s you, Donghae, My Donghae, or my soon to be Donghae, you’re wearing white skinny jeans and a plaid button up shirt, and I’ve never seen something so simple look so hot. I must have been drooling or something because I’m pulled from my daydream when I hear you say “Ryeowook, are you sure this guy’s okay, he’s just staring at me, it’s starting to freak me out.”
“What? No, sorry, it’s just I ah…I like your outfit” I say, I’m an idiot, “I like your outfit” what was that; we haven’t even started our date and he thinks I’m a freak.
Fortunately, Donghae giggles and says “thanks, I wasn’t even trying, but I’m glad you like it.” Wait, he wasn’t trying? Does that mean he doesn’t want to be here, doesn’t he feel the same way I do? My skin hasn’t stopped tingling since I laid eyes on him, didn’t he have the dreams? Doesn’t he love me back? I love him, I never expected him not to feel the same. I’m pulled from my thoughts when I feel a hand on my arm, just like in the first dream; it feels the same, a touch that holds unspeakable pleasure.
“Hey I didn’t mean it like that, I just…never mind” You say as you pull your hand away. Maybe there was hope, maybe you felt it too.
There is silence all around, and I assume Yesung isn’t having any luck as well. “So where are we going?” Ryeowook asks. Oh yeah I forgot to tell him where the date was.
“The amusement park” I say and I see Ryeowook and Donghae smile. Donghae’s smile is making my heart beat out of sync, it won’t calm down, but how could it when you’re so close.
“Really? That sounds like fun, I’ve wanted to go there since I moved here, but I haven’t had the chance.” Donghae says happily, and I can’t help but think I want to spend the rest of my life trying to make you happy.
“I did good?” I ask.
“Yeah, you did good” you say, and it’s weird how comfortable I feel with you, like I’ve known you my whole life.
“Okay, let’s go” Yesung says, and we head out to his car, with Yesung and me in the front and Ryeowook and Donghae in the back.
The car ride to the amusement park is filled with conversation, meaningless conversation where we introduce ourselves and such. When we arrived at the park, we get out and head to buy tickets.
“So, what do we do first?” Yesung asks.
“I don’t know? How about we start off with something not so scary” Ryeowook says and both me and Yesung giggle, Ryeowook is afraid of roller coasters.
“How about you pick, Donghae” Yesung suggests. Don’t you dare upstage me Yesung, I scream in my head.
“Umm…how about the marry-go-round” he suggests, and my breath hitches, did he have the same dream as me?
“That’s a great idea Donghae” Ryeowook says overjoyed, probably because there was nothing scary about a marry-go-round.
When we get on the ride I find a monkey shaped seat and half expect you to sit next to me, but instead you choose a seahorse shaped one a few seats in front of me; and the sense of déjà vu hits me, we’ve done this before, in my dream.
I hear you laugh and as we spin round and round I can’t take my eyes off you, and I don’t even realize the ride has stopped until you’re standing in front of me.
“You look just like this monkey with that crazy smile on your face” you say and I’m startled.
“What?” I say right before I fall off the monkey “Ouch” and you laugh, and it’s contagious because I find myself laughing too. That’s how Ryeowook and Yesung find us, you standing over me offering me your hand and both of us laughing.
“What happened?” Ryeowook asks worried.
“This guy fell off his monkey” Donghae says, laughter dying down.
“Oh, Okay, what do you want to do next?” Ryeowook asks.
“How about you choose” Donghae said.
After another 3 rides, all of us having picked one, I suggest we get something to eat; so we head to go get some food. All I can say is the date is going well, I was getting to know Donghae, we had a lot in common, like a love for dancing, and I was about to learn something else we had in common.
“Oh my god they have strawberry milk here, I love strawberry milk” Donghae said excitedly. Okay, I just fell a little bit more in love.
When we got our food, we sat down to eat, Ryeowook and Yesung had disappeared, but I really didn’t care, now was my chance to be alone with you.
“Where’d Wookie and Yesung go?” Donghae asks.
“Yesung’s probably confessing or something” I answer.
“Good. Wookie only ever talks about this Yesung guy, I hope they’ll be happy” you say.
Then there is silence, I don’t know what to say to you, I had been completely comfortable with you when Yesung and Ryeowook where here, but now that they’re gone, my nervousness is back; and that’s when things started to go wrong, terribly wrong.
First I spill your strawberry milk on your white pants, then I turn frantic and start trying to wipe it off, but in doing so I accidently knocked over your plate and then there’s ketchup on your pants as well. You tell me to stop, and I walk you to the bathroom, and while I’m waiting for you to clean up Yesung texts me asking where we went, and right as you come out, they show up and Ryeowook screamed “We’re a couple” which startled me as I threw my hands up jumping back, which unfortunately made contract with your nose.
So as Ryeowook is helping you tend to your bloody nose, I’m left outside with Yesung; and our emotions could not have been more different, he was ecstatic, and I was depressed. Then they come out, and Donghae looks kind of pissed, and Ryeowook looks Overjoyed.
“Maybe you should take me home” Donghae says to Yesung, not even bothering to look at me.
“Okay” Yesung replies happily.
Let’s just say the ride to Donghae’s house was less than ideal; Yesung and Ryeowook just had to sit next to each other in the front, which left me and Donghae in the back.
“Listen Donghae, I’m really, really sorry about ruining your pants, and your nose” I apologize, how could the day change so drastically? It was going so well.
Donghae didn’t say anything, he didn’t even look at me, he just stared out the window until we got to his house. My heart hurt, it felt betrayed, like I’d intentionally tried to ruin everything, not only that but my body hurt, the tingly good feeling was replaced by a nauseating head ache. When Yesung stopped his car to let Donghae get out, is when he finally spoke, and each word he said felt like a stab to my heart “Look Hyukjae let’s…let’s not meet again” and with that he left, and I had to watch his back as he entered his house.
I didn’t know when I got home, or how I was lying in bed, I wasn’t even sure if this was my room, or if this was even my bed. It hurt, everything hurt. All I could do is cry, cry my heart out, cry till there was nothing left, then cry some more.
That night I fell asleep exhausted from crying. I dreamt of nothing; that I lived in a world where nothing mattered, nothing existed, a world where I had nothing.
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okay here is chapter 9.
Don't kill me for the Eunhae datesaster.
I'm thinking of writing a Yewook side of this, do you think I should?
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