He closed his eyes trying to think of something else. Donghae couldn't do much in front of the doctor, but his presence already made Hyukjae feel safe.
He wished there was another way, but injections were necessary to soothe his neck pain.
Suddenly, he felt a hand stroking his hair for just a couple of seconds. He opened his eyes and looked at Donghae's gentle expression. Hyukjae wanted to cry.
Normally he would put up with this kind of thing, even if he hated it, but the fact that Donghae was there made him have his guard down.
Donghae and Hyukaje had always been honest with each other.
If they felt bad, they would express it sooner or later, even if they tried to behave normally with other people.
They knew that with each other they didn't have to make an effort to appear better than they were, at least when it came to illness or these fears.
And so, Hyukjae confessed his fear of needles to Donghae years ago, without him asking. He explained what he felt, what he thought, and Donghae listened.
Donghae had always witnessed Hyukjae's pre-appointment apprehension, but had never accompanied him to the doctor before.
Once in the car, Hyukjae whined.
"I hate this so much."
He rubbed his eyes at the discreet, tiny tears that barely rolled down his face.
"Hyuk? Hey, what happened?" Donghae asked softly.
He looked at Hyukjae with eyebrows raised in concern as he put on his seatbelt.
"Nothing. It's because you're here. Making me act like a baby," he said with a trembling voice, a weak smile on his face. He took a deep breath to stop his nervous crying.
Donghae wanted to coddle him so bad.
"We still have time to spare. Do you wanna eat something?"
"Hm... hamburgers?"
Donghae laughed, Hyukjae was pouting.
"Okay. Let's go."
He started the car.
At a red light, he rested his hand on his boyfriend's thigh.
"You okay?"
"Hm." Donghae glared at him. Hyukjae laughed. "I am, really. I'm just embarrassed."
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[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.
[Drabble request: They had an argument, then one of them tries to appease the other.]
Donghae took a deep breath. They were having dinner at their appartment, neither of them spoke a word.
Those last few weeks, Hyukjae had spent his time watching videos or reading, distracted, uncommunicative.
He usually didn't talk much about his feelings, yes, but this time he wouldn't say anything at all and Donghae was reaching his limit of tolerance.
And he reached his limit when Hyukjae took out his phone and started typing. Hae put down his utensils on the table and stretched out his arm. He took the cell phone out of his hands.