[Drabble request: Donghae is in junior year in highschool and Hyukjae is in senior year, they are boyfriends. Hyukjae makes a new friend his age and Donghae becomes insecure about their relationship.]
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 bakes a cake for Hyukjae but accidentally drops it while trying to carry it to the table. Hyukjae laughs until he see Donghae’s tears and spends an hour comforting him.] #eunhae
Donghae smiled. Baking was definitely not his thing, but the decoration was pretty good in his humble opinion. He knew that, as long as it was something sweet, Hyukjae would appreciate it.
After cleaning up the mess he left in the kitchen, he put the cake away in the fridge.
He went to the bathroom to wash his hands and face, changed his clothes and put on a dark green sweater.
For the past few days Hyukjae had mentioned over and over again a strawberry and chocolate cake that his mother used to make when they were little.