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Title: Confessions Arc: The Way You Like It (2/?)
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: Eunhae
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Donghae is persistent and Eunhyuk is being a little bitch about it
A/N:I had no idea what to write for these two, then "Love Lockdown" came up and this just...happened. It was really hard to write this, since I ship Kihae as well, it took a lot of effort not to just turn this into Kihae haha. This should just go to show how much I love you, sakano_san59

"The Way You Like It"

"You know, when you really love someone- You just go for it!" Henry, Gao Bai//SJM

Eunhyuk doesn't think he's in love with Donghae. This is the relationship they've always had, ever since the first night in the dorms when Donghae came to him, climbing into his bunk, scared, lonely and miles away from anything familiar. They've always kissed, he remembers trying to be comforting, scattering kisses over Donghae's cheek, anything to avoid tears. They've always shared a bed, Donghae drifting off to sleep curled around him, exhausted from the intense training and fierce homesickness.

Okay, maybe he loves him like a little. But it's totally in a brotherly way. That's the only reason he finds himself watching Donghae during dance practices, his smile bright and eyes excited when he perfects a routine, he watches the light sheen of sweat glisten on Donghae's skin as he moves liquidly through complicated steps, watches his Adam's apple bob when he gulps down water at breaks, thinks about what else he could be swallowing.

Fine. He wants to tap that like a frat boy with a keg.

But that's got nothing to do with anything. At least Eunhyuk likes to pretend it doesn't. Any time he looks at Donghae and feels his heart respond to the sight, he turns away. Because Donghae doesn't feel the same, at least not about him specifically (fucking Kibum and his fucking biceps), and Eunhyuk's just not up to playing that game.

Lately he's taken to brushing away Donghae's hand when he reaches for him, shrugging him off when he pulls him into a hug, he hasn't touched his lips to Donghae's in 41.6729 days, er... a long time. Eeteuk wouldn't let him sleep out on the couch though, so he's still stuck with Donghae performing an excellent impression of a human straight jacket every night.

Eunhyuk always makes sure he's extra distant at breakfast.

For now, though, while Donghae's alseep too deeply to make anything out of it, he gathers the other man close and buries his head in his hair. He inhales the scent and cringes as his heart beats brokenly. Better to have loved and lost, he wonders.

***

Donghae knows he's in love with Eunhyuk. He's known since the very beginning, when Eunhyuk didn't push him away and tell him to grow up, when Eunhyuk understood his panic and his worry and his just plain odd. He liked the smile Eunhyuk gave him, he liked the way it started in his eyes and made Donghae's face into a mirror of it.

He wouldn't have been afraid of heights if he'd known this is what it felt like to fall. But fuck, landing hurt. Even moreso when he'd counted on Eunhyuk to be the one to catch him, and instead he'd had to pick himself up and try to look unbothered as Eunhyuk turned away from the mess he'd made.

He never stood a chance.

He found comfort in the other members. The way Eeteuk mothered him, it was just the right kind of suffocating, but not exactly as adorably exasperated as Eunhyuk's variation; play fighting with Kyuhyun, but it was never as rowdy or potentially fatal as it could get with Eunhyuk; hugging Kibum who accepted it, unconcerned, but never with a faint blush hidden under feigned resignation.

It hurts, but Donghae carries on as best he can. Grateful, at least, that he hasn't gotten kicked out of Eunhyuk's bed yet. Well, he had, but he's not too sure that Eunhyuk really meant that he'd kill him. He could be dramatic sometimes.

He sighs, moving closer to the warm line of Eunhyuk's body. He especially likes sleeping face-to-face, this is the only time he really gets to look at the other man, since he almost always refuses eye contact now. Donghae pushes himself against the warm solidity of Eunhyuk's chest, dragging the other man's arm to drape over him. He pretends Eunhyuk's willingly holding him.

Never to have loved at all, the thought rises, unbidden, as he blinks back the wetness gathering at the corners of his eyes.

***

It comes to him one day, after Eunhyuk brushes past him on his way out of the kitchen, without so much as a glance in his direction, maybe he just isn't being overt enough? It could be that Eunhyuk just needs something more obvious! He could be kind of oblivious in Donghae's opinion.

So he races down the hall towards Eunhyuk's retreating back, the other man turns around in time to see Donghae flying at him full speed, with clearly not enough room to come to a stop. He thinks about sidestepping him, but instead, he ends up with his arms around Donghae's waist, seconds before they crash to the floor, Eunhyuk's tailbone cushioning their fall.

Eunhyuk knows one thing for sure. He's fucking pissed. Because the only other option is laughing, and he doesn't want to give Donghae any ideas. With the way he's grinning at Eunhyuk, he's pretty sure Donghae's deluded enough as it is, "What the fuck."

He sits up and pushes Donghae, who's now straddling him, a little more roughly than necessary to try and retrieve some of his personal space.

Donghae's smile flickers for a second before his mind repeats, 'Overt!', and his grin returns full force as wraps his arms around Eunhyuks neck, "Just wanted to say hi."

He rolls his eyes and tries to think about anything but the way Donghae feels pressed against him, "Well that was a stupid way to do it. Get off."

But the grip around his neck tightens as Donghae laces his fingers together, "No," he moves his face closer to Eunhyuk's, lashes lowered, "I miss you. Don't you miss me?"

Eunhyuk allows himself a moment to look into Donghae's eyes, he knows he'll regret it later when he's all alone and Donghae has wrapped himself around someone else, but he just can't help it. His heart lurches and he refocuses on the wall next to them. Choking on emotion, he grinds out words he doesn't mean, "No. I live with you, how can I miss you? Now get off me."

"Why are you being like this?" Donghae whines, pushing further into Eunhyuk's lap. He's known Eunhyuk long enough to become a pretty good judge of his moods, and he can tell he's close to getting a reaction. The problem is, he's not exactly sure what the reaction's going to be. But he's so deep in, he's got no choice but to keep going. He needs Eunhyuk to know how he feels, needs to know if it's all in his head.

Eunhyuk knows he's going to lose it. He can feel the seconds ticking away even as he leans back from Donghae and spits, "Because I damn well can be, now get the hell off of me."

He sees Donghae grin as he lifts up onto his knees, and shoves Eunhyuk back to lay on the floor. It's a half a breath before Eunhyuk's got Donghae pressed against him, from the tips of his toes to his forehead. His eyes are crossing ridiculously, and his smile blinding. Eunhyuk holds his breath as Donghae tilts his head, their lips now milimeters apart, and whispers, "You're a fucking liar, you know that?"

He can almost feel the pain of his mind splitting in two different directions, one saying 'yes, please!' and the other screaming 'this can't happen!'. In a last ditch effort to protect the pieces of his heart, he turns his head away and grabs Donghae by the shoulders, fingers digging viciously into soft sinew, and shoves him to the side.

A dull thud resounds as Donghae's back meets the wall, he's so jarred by the sudden movement, it takes him a second to realize Eunhyuk's gotten to his feet and is staring down at him, looking unbelieveably hot- sorry, angry, looking unbelievably angry. He shakes his head and tries to focus on what Eunhyuk's shouting at him, "-a fucking moron! Now get the fuck away from me before I beat the shit out of you, Lee Donghae!"

This was not how it was supposed to work! How could he ever accomplish anything if Eunhyuk kept him at arms length, he deserved a chance, deserved to know if Eunhyuk felt the same. And no way was Eunhyuk was going to stop him from trying. And besides, that fucking hurt!

He's on his feet before he knows it, anger making his conscience slow to react, and shoving Eunhyuk through the door into their room. Eunhyuk stumbles briefly, caught off guard. Donghae takes advantage of that split second, letting his fist connect with Eunhyuk's face.

He must've hit him harder than he'd thought, because when Eunhyuk looks back at him, furious and somewhat stunned, there's a thin trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth as his lips turn up in a sneer, "You-" but Eunhyuk doesn't bother with the rest of the sentence, instead he catches Donghae by the shoulders and runs him hard into the wall, Donghae's head bounces off of it with an audible crack.

Eunhyuk presses his forearm nonetoo gently against Donghae's throat, considers for a moment that this is Donghae he's got pinned, but then he remembers the way Donghae's eyes had risen to meet his while he smiled and whispered into Kibum's ear, arms draped around his shoulders, and he pushes harder against Donghae's throat. He listens to him choke, he'd asked for this, "I told you to leave me alone."

Donghae hisses out a laugh, rasping, "When have I ever listened to you?"

Most people would consider this rejection, but then again, Donghae thinks, maybe he's just not being obvious enough. He struggles against Eunhyuk's hold, leaning forward. He moves his hand to tangle in Eunhyuk's hair, dragging him forward roughly.

Their teeth clash painfully, and the metallic taste of blood spreads across Donghae's tongue as swipes it over Eunhyuk's split lip. He hears a sharp intake of breath before Eunhyuk's kissing him back, angrily. The arm is dropped from Donghae's neck, instead Eunhyuk grabs the other man's hip, pulling him close, rubbing against him. Donghae can feel a hand gripping his hair painfully, but all he can do is moan at the needy push of Eunhyuk's tongue against his.

When they part, he sees Eunhyuk's chin is smeared with blood, his own must be too, but he could really care less because that mouth was just on his and he still can'tfuckingbelieveit! Donghae raises a shaky hand to his lips, exhaling reverently, "That was so fucking hot."

Eunhyuk laughs, loosening his grip on Donghae. Desperate to keep him close, Donghae reaches out and grabs a fistful of his collar, pushing his mouth against Eunhyuk's once again. He groans at the way Eunhyuk's lips move over his, the way he sucks gently on his lower lip, drawing it through his teeth before he pulls back with a sigh.

When they part, Donghae runs his tongue over an even row of white, unsure what that look in Eunhyuk's eyes is. But he feels a hand raise to cup his cheek, and he smiles reflexively, "I hope that means you like me too."

Instead of answering, Eunhyuk kisses the corner of Donghae's mouth, pausing there, absorbing the moment. He decides he'll never give him up while Donghae realizes he's always had him.

What Eunhyuk doesn't do, however, is tell Donghae to stay the fuck away from Kibum. He figures they can always have hate sex (preferably followed by make up sex) over it later.

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Location: cell in Reno
Current Music: Running Up That Hill//Placebo

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ausdfgausfdg at the beginning i was like OH CRAP IT'S GONNA BE ALL ANGSTY D:

and then there was blood and it was OH CRAP THEY'RE GONNA DIE.

and then i saw the words 'make up sex' and now i'm happy :DDDD

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