[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.]

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[Washing the dishes.]

Donghae almost choked on his glass of water when he saw Hyukjae washing dishes with his shirt off as he walked into the kitchen.

“What are you doing?”

“Washing dishes.”

“Shirtless?”

“It's hot!”

Donghae laughed and walked over. He hugged Hyukjae's waist from behind.

“It is kinda hot.”

Hyukjae whined.

“I meant the weather! You idiot,” he giggled a little as he felt Donghae’s breath on his shoulder. “Let me go, you’re being weird.” Donghae laughed and stepped away.

[Donghae wants a kiss.]

Donghae looked sideways at his boyfriend, sitting on his side of the bed, using the computer. Hyukjae didn't realize it, but he had been playing with his lips for several minutes while concentrating on whatever he was doing. Donghae happened to find the view really interesting. What was he even doing, by the way? Donghae looked at the screen. He was replying to some emails. Not fun. He looked at Hyukjae's lips again.

“Stop,” said Hyukjae softly.

“Are you talking to me?”

[On the ride home.]

Donghae was sleepy. It had been a long day and the traffic was worse than ever. Luckily, Hyukjae was driving them home, both in comfortable silence.

After several minutes, Donghae unavoidably started to fall asleep. His mind wandered between the sound outside and his gradually fading consciousness. He woke up a few minutes later when he felt a hand on his cheek. The car was not moving due to the traffic jam.

“Hm?”

“Raise your head a little.”

[Drabble request:

Donghae is courting Hyukjae but Hyukjae keeps rejecting him. One day, Hyukjae sees Donghae with someone and he gets jealous.]

"Hey, Hyuk..."

"Hi."

"How are you?"

"Hm, all good. Busy with moving and all."

"Still?" "So many things to organize," he whined and Donghae offered him a charming smile. Hyukjae looked away for a second. "And you?"

"You know, just working... Hey, you... Did you consider what I told you the other day? Going to the concert together on Saturday?"

[Drabble request:

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?"

[Drabble request: Jealous Hyukjae.] #eunhae

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.

[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?”

[At the movies.] #eunhae

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.

“What do you think I wanna do?”

[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.

[At the mall.]

“Look, ice cream!”

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?”

[Coffee date.]

"Why. Why would we leave the house just to get a drink and then come back."

"It's not just that. Those are delicious drinks."

"We can make them at home! Or have them delivered."

"But it's nicer there, they have comfy chairs and retro decor, it's really cozy." Hyukjae pouted. "Besides, you're forgetting something important," said Donghae.

"What?"

"There's not only drinks, there's also sweets. Cookies, cupcakes, you name it." Hyukjae grimaced. "I know you don't like going to those places but you'll like this one, I promise."

[Donghae breaks his cell phone.]

He could say that it wasn’t his fault, but he would be lying. He was playing with his cell out of boredom, throwing it and catching it in the air when, as expected, it dropped to the hard, cold floor. He picked it up and bit his lip as he saw the screen didn’t light up. “Huh.”

He pressed the buttons to see if something happened. Nothing. Okay. He should call technical support. But he didn’t have a phone.He decided to go to the nearest high-tech store to see what he should do.

[Hyukjae's lazy day, pt.2] #eunhae

"See you later."

"Bye."

Donghae left the apartment after kissing his boyfriend's hair. Hyukjae arranged his hair and continued browsing his computer after his boyfriend left. He still couldn't decide whether to buy a white or a lilac sweatshirt. Should he buy both?

Without realizing it, he had been looking at clothes he would probably never buy for over half an hour. He sighed and stood up to get something from the fridge.

[Hyukjae's lazy day.] #eunhae

He had heard Donghae get up, prepare his smoothie and go out somewhere. Probably the gym or out for a run.

He decided to close his eyes for a few moments and woke up when he heard the door open and close again. Donghae was already back, talking with someone on the phone. Probably his mother. Hyukjae ran his hands over his face. His eyes were getting used to the light when Donghae entered the room.

"You're still here?" Donghae's hair was damp, he had taken a shower.

"Mm. I'm lazy."

[Needle injections.] #eunhae

"Agh..."

Hyukjae held his boyfriend's hand tightly.

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.

[Chatting in the car.] #eunhae

"Woah..." Donghae whispered.

"What?"

"You didn't see him?"

"Who?"

"The guy who crossed the street in front of us, he was so hot."

Hyukjae laughed.

"That's why you moaned? "It wasn't a moan! You should have seen him, he had curly hair and a beard and the way he walked was..." he sighed. "Hyukjae, I think I fell in love."

They both laughed, Hyukjae looked at him briefly from the driver's seat.

"You know, you never do that."

[Donghae missed Hyukjae.]

Hyukjae arrived home in the early morning, almost at 5 a.m., after a two-week trip abroad with his family. Donghae hadn’t been able to go see him at the airport, his busy schedule had left him exhausted, but he managed to wake up a few minutes before Hyukjae arrived.

He heard the door open and close and decided to get up to greet his boyfriend.

[Hands.] #eunhae

They were sitting side by side watching TV when Donghae gently grabbed Hyukjae's forearm and rested it on his lap, his palm facing up.

Hyukjae watched him out of the corner of his eye.

"Hyuk." Hyukjae faced him. "Look."

"I'm looking." Donghae placed his palm against Hyukjae's.

"The size of our hands is so different."

He adjusted their hands so they fit perfectly. Hyukjae's hand was a little bigger, it wasn't much but it was noticeable.

"Mine is normal size, your hand is the small one," Hyukjae said.

[Drabble request:

What will Donghae do when he finds Hyukjae on his space-out time?] #eunhae The first time Donghae saw Hyukjae sitting on the bed staring into space, he immediately thought something bad had happened. Even more so when several seconds passed and Hyukjae just sat there, as if in some kind of trance.

[In which Hyukjae had a bad day.]

“Donghae?”

“In the bathroom!”

Hyukjae left his backpack and jacket on the bed and headed to the bathroom. Hyukjae heard the soft splashing of water against the bathtub, so he opened the door and Donghae looked at him in surprise. “I didn't think you would come in.”

The water surrounding him was full of foam and everything had a soft smell of vanilla.

“Can I get in with you?”