#Days,Week,Years : Chapter 5
Author: chronolismthru
Title: Days,Weeks,Years
Pairing(s): Eunhyuk/Donghae (Slight// Yewook (: ) - A/N : This chapter doesn't have Yewook, sorry ):
Length: 3/?
Ratings: PG?
Summary: Eunhyuk likes Donghae but Donghae thinks he is straight. Yewook helps Donghae to find what exactly his heart wants.
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A/N : Heyy people. I haven’t been updating lately, that’s cause of floorball practice. I’m sorry but this chapter is seiously confusing. So try to match your brain with a 13year old and see what you get -.-
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Eunhyuk’s POV (:
I closed my eyes as I turned the metal doorknob, hoping not to see a badly injured Donghae lying on the hospital bed. I didn’t want to see him lie on the bed with wires connected here and there… I didn’t want to see the machine show a straight line once I was in.
I opened the door and something jumped onto me, holding me as tightly as it could.
“H-h-hyukkie…” I heard its voice as the machine showed a straight line.
Donghae… was dead.
Tears flowed as I mumbled his name again and again.
“D-donghae…” I cried.
“Hyukkie, don’t cry.” He cooed me.
What? He’s dead. How could he be talking. I opened my eyes and saw Donghae crying infront of me, tears flowing endlessly. I reached my hand out and wiped the tears of his cheeks.
I smiled.
“Hae, you’re alive.” I smiled as I could feel the touch I missed like hell.
Donghae smiled and leaned in to my touch.
“Donghae, what are you doing here? Why didn’t you come to school.” I pouted cutely. He stood up and grabbed my hand gently, pulling me up.
“My father… he, just…left me.” He said and looked towards the bed.
So… Donghae wasn’t the one who was hospitalized, it was his father. And the one who died, wasn’t Donghae, it was his father.
The one who left Donghae, was his father.
“What happened ?” I said as I walked towards the bed.
The nurses and doctor started rushing in at this point of time.
“Sirs, please leave this room now while we try to save him” The nurse said as she ran towards the bed.
“Don’t bother saving him, he wanted to die.” Donghae mumbled and left the room.
The nurse stared blankly at him and I smiled a sorry to her and bowed then leave the room.
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Donghae’s POV (:
“Hae, why did you say that…” Eunhyuk said, I leaned on the wall and he stood infront of me.
“He told me he wanted to go find mummy.” I replied to him.
“Daddy wants to find mummy?”
“Ya, and they want to leave their baby boy here..” He cupped my cheeks and forced me to look at him and I did so.
“Donghae, they want to go there to bless you in another way. Don’t ever say that again. Alright?”
“But-” He kissed me, sweetly.
Oh my god, he kissed me. Add a little smiley face there.
“No buts.” He said and pulled me to sit on a chair.
“Sunggie, did you see that?” I heard a soft whisper coming from a high-pitched voice.
“Yup, I sure did”
I looked up and saw Ryeowook whispering to Yesung. Oh ya, Ryeowook brought me here. I totally forgot!
“Shut up, Wookie.” I mumbled and he smiled cutely at me and squealled.
“Hehehe! Hyung! You and Eunhyuk-hyung kissed!” He said and made his lips into a pout and moved it up and down showing a cute kiss in the air.
“Oh, shut up you rabbit.” Eunhyuk said and his cheeks were red.
Hehe, he’s so cute like that I could just pinch him RIGHT NOW.
“Donghae?” Oops. I just realised I was chuckling to myself there…
omgomg. What do I do ?!
“E-e-r-e-r-er. What.” I answered the voice, not sure who it was.
“Donghae, what is wrong with you” Oh, it was Eunhyuk. Great. Now he knows what I did. No wait, he doesn’t. He found out.
“I was… admiring the hospital!” Wow, Donghae. Great excuse you got there.
And awkward silence fell upon us. Until Yesung started laughing at how lame the excuse was.
“You-you-I didn’t know someone could think of that!” He managed to say out.
“Oh, shut up. Yesung” Eunhyuk mumbled and stood up.
“Donghae… your father.”
“No worries, I’m fine. When I see you, I’m on cloud nine.” I smiled and assured him I was actually on cloud nine. In fact, I am. I really am happy. My father is dead, but I’m happy.
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Lmao. Short story. I’m sorry ): It’s 12:46AM now. But who the hell cares. You people sleep later than I do.
And about the story… I re-read and it looks soooooo messy. ): I’m sorry. I wanted Donghae to be sad and not talk to Eunhyuk for some time. But no, I had to just write this. ):
I’m sorry for my lameness. I’m a little 13 year old girl with no life tumblin and writing this. Haizz. I’m immature too. I’m sorry ):
I promise I’ll improve though ! Really !
Title: Days,Weeks,Years
Pairing(s): Eunhyuk/Donghae (Slight// Yewook (: ) - A/N : This chapter doesn't have Yewook, sorry ):
Length: 3/?
Ratings: PG?
Summary: Eunhyuk likes Donghae but Donghae thinks he is straight. Yewook helps Donghae to find what exactly his heart wants.
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A/N : Heyy people. I haven’t been updating lately, that’s cause of floorball practice. I’m sorry but this chapter is seiously confusing. So try to match your brain with a 13year old and see what you get -.-
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Eunhyuk’s POV (:
I closed my eyes as I turned the metal doorknob, hoping not to see a badly injured Donghae lying on the hospital bed. I didn’t want to see him lie on the bed with wires connected here and there… I didn’t want to see the machine show a straight line once I was in.
I opened the door and something jumped onto me, holding me as tightly as it could.
“H-h-hyukkie…” I heard its voice as the machine showed a straight line.
Donghae… was dead.
Tears flowed as I mumbled his name again and again.
“D-donghae…” I cried.
“Hyukkie, don’t cry.” He cooed me.
What? He’s dead. How could he be talking. I opened my eyes and saw Donghae crying infront of me, tears flowing endlessly. I reached my hand out and wiped the tears of his cheeks.
I smiled.
“Hae, you’re alive.” I smiled as I could feel the touch I missed like hell.
Donghae smiled and leaned in to my touch.
“Donghae, what are you doing here? Why didn’t you come to school.” I pouted cutely. He stood up and grabbed my hand gently, pulling me up.
“My father… he, just…left me.” He said and looked towards the bed.
So… Donghae wasn’t the one who was hospitalized, it was his father. And the one who died, wasn’t Donghae, it was his father.
The one who left Donghae, was his father.
“What happened ?” I said as I walked towards the bed.
The nurses and doctor started rushing in at this point of time.
“Sirs, please leave this room now while we try to save him” The nurse said as she ran towards the bed.
“Don’t bother saving him, he wanted to die.” Donghae mumbled and left the room.
The nurse stared blankly at him and I smiled a sorry to her and bowed then leave the room.
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Donghae’s POV (:
“Hae, why did you say that…” Eunhyuk said, I leaned on the wall and he stood infront of me.
“He told me he wanted to go find mummy.” I replied to him.
“Daddy wants to find mummy?”
“Ya, and they want to leave their baby boy here..” He cupped my cheeks and forced me to look at him and I did so.
“Donghae, they want to go there to bless you in another way. Don’t ever say that again. Alright?”
“But-” He kissed me, sweetly.
Oh my god, he kissed me. Add a little smiley face there.
“No buts.” He said and pulled me to sit on a chair.
“Sunggie, did you see that?” I heard a soft whisper coming from a high-pitched voice.
“Yup, I sure did”
I looked up and saw Ryeowook whispering to Yesung. Oh ya, Ryeowook brought me here. I totally forgot!
“Shut up, Wookie.” I mumbled and he smiled cutely at me and squealled.
“Hehehe! Hyung! You and Eunhyuk-hyung kissed!” He said and made his lips into a pout and moved it up and down showing a cute kiss in the air.
“Oh, shut up you rabbit.” Eunhyuk said and his cheeks were red.
Hehe, he’s so cute like that I could just pinch him RIGHT NOW.
“Donghae?” Oops. I just realised I was chuckling to myself there…
omgomg. What do I do ?!
“E-e-r-e-r-er. What.” I answered the voice, not sure who it was.
“Donghae, what is wrong with you” Oh, it was Eunhyuk. Great. Now he knows what I did. No wait, he doesn’t. He found out.
“I was… admiring the hospital!” Wow, Donghae. Great excuse you got there.
And awkward silence fell upon us. Until Yesung started laughing at how lame the excuse was.
“You-you-I didn’t know someone could think of that!” He managed to say out.
“Oh, shut up. Yesung” Eunhyuk mumbled and stood up.
“Donghae… your father.”
“No worries, I’m fine. When I see you, I’m on cloud nine.” I smiled and assured him I was actually on cloud nine. In fact, I am. I really am happy. My father is dead, but I’m happy.
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Lmao. Short story. I’m sorry ): It’s 12:46AM now. But who the hell cares. You people sleep later than I do.
And about the story… I re-read and it looks soooooo messy. ): I’m sorry. I wanted Donghae to be sad and not talk to Eunhyuk for some time. But no, I had to just write this. ):
I’m sorry for my lameness. I’m a little 13 year old girl with no life tumblin and writing this. Haizz. I’m immature too. I’m sorry ):
I promise I’ll improve though ! Really !