THE BURN, THE SCAR
Author : Ree
Pairing : Hyukhae, Sihae
Rating : Pg-13
Genre : Romance, Angsty
Warning : Un-beta-ed
Summary : One heart become two, then thorn apart and the wound is sting
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Donghae sighed as he felt a soft lips brushed his nape. He whine slightly, feeling his head throbbed on its skull as he shift his body a bit. The man behind him propped his body on his arm, peeking the younger who whimpered and scrunching his eyes closed lightly.
Smoothing the brunette strand tenderly, he whispered. “Baby, do you need something? Where is hurt?” The red head caressed the brunette cheek, frowning when he noticed the warm rather hot skin of the younger.
Donghae whimpered again, placing his palm on the top of the older’s that was still on his cheek. “Headache Hyukkie, cold...” The brunette shivered and then snuggled closer to the red head behind him, seeking for warm the older provide.
Hyukjae frowned. He embraced the younger more tightly, tucking the brown haired bellow his chin.
“Sssshhhhh, I’ll take care of you”
Donghae whine once again before he succumb to sleep, shivering in his borfriend’s embrace.
It has been 3 days the younger fell sick, had a fever occasionally, one time threw up and two times fainted. Gosh, Hyukjae was so worried, staying up all night with the younger when the fever was so high, wiping the cold sweat on his lovely but pale face, embraced him when the cold attack and shushing the younger when he got a nightmare. What could Hyukjae do beside that, he really wanted to take away the younger’s pain and let himself instead to be sick and not the younger.
He run his fingers on the gold strands of hair, propping his arm on the mattress and peeked at the younger’s sweaty face. He was leaning down and placing a soft kiss on his temple when a soft knocks was heard from the door. Hyukjae lift his head, turning to the door as the door opened and revealed a tired Siwon on the doorway. Hyukjae frowned and narrowed his eyes, ever since he knew about his boyfriend’s affair with the younger, he never once let they both to meet and now, what did the later want from them?
“I don’t want anything hyung,”
Siwon said with a tired sigh as if he read the red head’s thought, Hyukjae just waited the younger to continue, unconsiously tightening his hold on his lover’s body, but the dark haired noticed it, he noticed the possessiveness and his heart break a little more.
“I just,” Sigh. “How is he? Do you need something that I can help with?”
Siwon asked, still standing beside the door.
Hyukjae just stared at the younger, unreadable expression on his face.
“Siwon,”
A paused, Hyukjae didn’t know if he should ask the younger this question that budging his head lately.
“You want to ask me something?”
Again Siwon seemed to read the red head’s thought. Hyukjae took a deep breath, dropping his gaze to the brunette who still sleeping in his embrace then back to the dark haired who had his eyes on the brunette also with that-I really love you and I’ll do everything for you-look. And Hyukjae didn’t know if he should cry or laugh by that look.
“I want you to take care of him.”
Hyukjae heard Siwon said after a long paused.
“What?”
He asked the younger, making sure that he have heard right.
“Love him and don’t hurt him again.”
Siwon continued, didn’t break his gaze on the brunette.
“Take care of him.”
And he stared at the red head’s eyes, a plea and desperation on his dark eyes, taking the older out of guard.
Hyukjae widened his eyes, searching for the younger’s eyes and he found... sadness, regret and desperation. He didn’t know what to say, he never expect this action from the dark haired who claimed himself could love Donghae more than he did, who watched every movements of the brunette across the dining table, who tried to steal his boyfriend from his grasp, and he didn’t know if it was true or joke. He really didn’t know.
A whimper on his side pulled them both from their reverie, watching the brunette shift on the bed and cracked his eyes slowly.
“Nghh, Siwonnie?”
The brunette asked hoarsely, locking his glassy eyes with the dark haired, his late companion, his bestfriend, his hyung.
“Siwonnie...”
Tears slipped out from his eyes, a sob escaped from his quivering lips. And he tried to sit up, to reach the taller man, to hug him and be in his arms again. No, he still loved his boyfriend but Siwon was just... He was... He had a part of his heart too, a part that he unconsciously gave to the man back then. Yes, and he loved the later too.
“Siwon...”
A choked sob.
“Siwonnie...”
A desperate cry.
And Eunhyuk’s lips pressed into a line as he gripped the younger’s trembling frame on his arms, holding him tightly and he locked his eyes with the dark haired who beg him through his eyes. No, he won’t ever let the younger slip again from his grasps. No! Donghae is his and only his!
“Siwon!!”
Donghae strugled weakly, crying and crying and stretching his arms to Siwon but no, Eunhyuk still won’t let go.
Siwon’s heart fell one more pieces as he saw the state on the man he loved, seeing him like that, seeing his petite frame in another man’s arms and he felt heartbroken and he felt weak and he suddenly didn’t have strenght, and he cried inside as he saw those piercing glare he receive from his hyung.
“Hae...”
He called weakly, trying to approach the crying man on the bed.
“Go!”
And he was froze on his step, looking at the owner of the voice wide eyed.
“Siwon you better go, Donghae need rest.”
And his eyes drew even wider as he notice the tone of his hyung’s words, so full of hatred.
“But hyung...”
A desperate plea.
“Get out Siwon!”
A hissed.
“NO! Don’t go! Siwon I’m sorry! Hyukkie please, please...”
Donghae cried even harder and he struggled on his boyfriend, but still Eunhyuk stilled as the rock.
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“Hae I love you!!”
He heard the man shouted from a far, his dark haired waved as the wind blew. He grinned widely, waving both of his arms toward the man, beaming as he see the beautiful smile. He was beautiful, handsome like a knight, shinning in his glory. And he love those dips on the man’s cheek.
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His hair was falling as he kissed him, so hot and intense and the kisses burned him, drown him and caged him. A pair of callous hands run on the side of his torso, exploring and caressing the heated body. And he gasps as he thrust onto him and there was flame, burning the both of them.
“H-hyukkie...”
“Baby I love you...”
And he felt warm and full, full of the man’s love and he wanted to cry. Those red plum lips that catch his chapped lips felt so sweet and he loved it.
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“I love you both...”
He whispered.
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A/N : Fiction is a fiction... Comments are love :)