"No, not like that." He moved it so Hyukjae could receive what he was about to give him.
Hyukjae sighed. He looked at Donghae, expectantly. Donghae was smiling.
Quickly, he took out a small elongated box from his pocket and placed it in Hyukjae's open palm.
He held his wrist with his other hand just as Hyukjae screamed and tried to pull away.
Hyukjae stopped pulling when he noticed it was a simple lip moisturizer.
"I thought it was a bug or something."
Donghae snorted.
"I don't like bugs either, silly."
"Oh, that's right." He laughed heartily at his own overreaction. Donghae smiled at him. Hyukjae looked at his gift once again. "Hey, this is my favorite lip balm!"
He looked at Donghae with wide eyes and a soft smile. "I ran out of it yesterday."
"Yeah, I brought you a bunch. There was a limited edition promotion, I thought you'd like it."
"You bought more? Did you really?"
"Mh."
Hyukjae did a little dance of joy.
"Where are they? In the backpack?" He turned away from his boyfriend to rummage through his stuff.
"Hey, aren't you forgetting something?"
Hyukjae laughed. He pinched Donghae's cheek very gently.
"Thank you!" He said in an adorable voice.
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In their teenage years, Donghae got a hairstyle he hated for their upcoming debut. Hyukjae tries to comfort him.]
Hyukjae frowned as he heard a stifled cry when he arrived at the salon for his haircut appointment.
He looked around and saw a guy on the waiting room couch. He was lying face down, his face buried in a cushion, and he had a bunch of rollers in his hair. After a few seconds, Hyukjae recognized him and got closer to him.
"Donghae?"
"Go away."
"Did something happen?"
"I don't want you to see me."
"Why?"
"Just go away. Go!" Hyukjae approached his friend. He crouched down on the side of the sofa.
"I can't leave, I have an appointment," he said softly.
Donghae stayed silent. A few seconds later, he sobbed.
Hyukjae wanted to roll his eyes. While he was taking a call at the bar they decided to go to, Donghae made a new friend: the man sitting next to him.
Donghae was sometimes a bit naive, not realizing that many people were interested in him in a romantic way when Donghae just wanted to talk. Hyukjae couldn't tell the number of times someone tried to get his number when they were out on a date.
At that moment, the guy at the bar was talking to him. And he talked and talked. And he was a little too close for Hyukjae’s liking. Donghae was laughing.
Hyukjae had already hung up a few seconds ago, but Donghae turned his back to talk to the man.
[Drabble request: Donghae and Hyukjae as parents, pt.2] #eunhae
“Daddy!”
Donghae smiled as he saw Haru running towards him. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, Haru had finished her day at the kindergarten and Donghae went to pick her up.
They both could rest at home until Hyukjae arrived a couple of hours later.
The little girl raised her arms and Donghae bent down to give her a hug.
“Up!” Donghae laughed and carried her in his arms, making her laugh too.
“Hey baby, did you eat all your food?”
“Hm!” Donghae kissed her cheek repeatedly. He carried her to the car and settled her in the seat.
“Don't move, love.” Haru stirred in her car seat, making it difficult to secure the belt. Eventually, Donghae managed to do it and went to the driver's seat.
Donghae smiled mischievously at Hyukjae when he saw that the movie theater was practically empty. There were only about three people in the center row.
He took his boyfriend's hand again and led them to the last row.
Once they both sat down, Hyukjae looked at him.
“What?” Said Donghae.
“Are you planning something?”
“Why?”
“You chose the farthest seats.” Hyukjae raised his eyebrows.
Donghae is not the most organized person in the world. He often forgets where he left his keys, his glasses, even his ID. That used to make Hyukjae so mad, he couldn't understand how he could be so laid back.
But after years of knowing him, he now knows that he's really not that distracted.
He just "likes to be taken care of even if he knows how to take care of himself". That's what Donghae said to him.
But Hyukjae likes that he's messy for one simple, goofy reason: he believes the best couples are those that complement each other.
Donghae complemented him.
Hyukjae appreciates cleanliness and organization, Hae doesn't really care that much.
He sighed and walked towards the closet, turning his back to Hyukjae.
Hyuk followed him with his eyes and stood up. He walked up to Donghae and hugged him from behind, running his hands across his torso and hugging his shoulder with one hand.
He rested his forehead on the younger one's head.
Donghae snuggled against his boyfriend's chest and smiled sadly. Hyukjae never hugged him like that, from behind, with firm, constant caresses.
Hyukjae kissed his shoulder.
"Agh," he moaned because of how good it felt and leaned against his boyfriend. "Can't you hug me like this all the time?"
They both laughed. Hyukjae caressed his tummy gently, making him squirm a little. I just want you to forget about everything for a little while, he thought.