Donghae took his boyfriend's hand and quickly led him to one of the mall’s ice cream stands. They had been walking for a while now and the day was quite hot.
Hyukjae looked around, hoping that no one would look at them weird for running.
The stand was quite far away. Fortunately there was no one in line, and Donghae approached the cashier.
“Hi.”
“Hello, what would you like to order?”
“One vanilla ice cream and one chocolate ice cream, please. Oh! Do you have colored sprinkles and stuff?”
“Of course! I’ll make sure to add some.”
“Cool.” Donghae showed his cute, charming smile to the cashier and she stayed a couple more seconds than normal smiling back before she went to scoop the ice cream.
Hyukjae almost rolled his eyes.
He imagined himself in the same situation, a cute man smiling at him like that. He would probably do something ten times more embarrassing so he understood the feeling.
“Here,” said Donghae.
“Mh? Oh, thanks.”
Hyukjae got his vanilla ice cream with sprinkles and they went to sit on a bench. “We have to go to the shoe store, I need new sneakers,” said Hyukjae.
Donghae nodded.
“Oh, and since we're here, we could go watch a movie, don't you think?”
Hyukjae looked at the younger man and noticed that he had ice cream on both corners of his mouth.
Donghae was looking at him expectantly, his eyes curious and a bit confused and Hyukjae couldn't help but laugh. “What?” said Donghae.
Hyukjae snorted as he spoke. “You have ice cream all over your mouth.”
He took a napkin and swiped it across his lips. This time, Donghae looked around. He blushed.
“We're in public, you idiot...”
“Oh, right. Hey, you held my hand a minute ago, though!”
“Did I?”
“Yeah!”
Donghae looked up trying to remember and his mouth turned into an "o" when he did.
“You’re right.” He opened his eyes wide. “I didn't even notice, I’m sorry.”
Hyukjae lifted his shoulders.
“It's okay.” Donghae tilted his head slightly.
When they first started dating, Hyukjae was quite strict about displays of affection. Now he was noticeably more relaxed, it was a little endearing.
“So you wanna go to the movies?”
“Oh, yeah, sure. Sounds like fun.” He licked his ice cream.
“Cool.” Donghae smiled at him, content, and Hyukjae nodded slowly.
“So this is how the cashier felt,” he muttered.
“Hm?”
“Nothing, I was thinking out loud.”
💛
• • •
Missing some Tweet in this thread? You can try to
force a refresh
[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.