dbsj drabble: yunhae
Pairing: YunHae
Word Count: medium~
Summary: Lonely angel gets comforted by a shorter, angel.
Rating: PG
[prompt: "enamor me" write a fluffy drabble where characters try to woo one another]
To resident romantic Jung Yunho, Valentine’s Day is the cologne dabbed onto his neck, the random dance moves in between filming, the spring in his step that keeps him moving forward.
Or, at least, it was.
It’s February 14th, or just Thursday, as Yunho likes to remind himself.
It’s February 14th, and the world famous pop star is alone for the first year that he can remember.
Changmin stands next to the couch with his hands shoved into his suit pockets, looking with empathy and pity at his older counterpart and lays a reassuring slap on the shoulder of the face-down Yunho.
“I’ll be fine Changmin. Go and have fun, okay?” Yunho mutters through the seat cushions.
The line earns him a frail smile from Changmin before he exits the house.
Yunho groans and flips over to face the blank ceiling, feeling a bout of lethargy overtake him. Energizer U-Know Yunho would haul himself up off of the faded couch and would pull judo moves on his lonely sadness, but Jung Yunho, this Yunho, doesn’t know if he’s up to being a superhero today.
The sound of his phone ringing splits the silence and Yunho becomes irritated with himself for ever picking a ringtone as annoying as “Back at One”.
“What?” he asks into the phone, perhaps a little bit too sharply than he should have, lest the person on the receiving end should be important - or even worse - nice.
It’s the latter quality as Yunho recognizes the voice immediately.
“Is it a bad time?” Donghae asks reluctantly.
Yunho feels the guilt seep into his bones and replies apologetically, “No, no. It’s fine. What’s up?”
“Ah…” Donghae whispers, a little relieved that the subject wasn’t dropped. “Come outside!” he urged excitedly before he hung up.
Yunho stares at his phone in confusion before stretching his neck to peer outside towards the window where snow was falling lightly. Yunho was reminded of other Valentine’s days, ones spent with others, warm and happy while the weather was much like today’s.
He gently pulled on all of his snow gear, thick jackets, knitted scarves and socks, but as his left foot crossed the threshold of the door, Yunho rushed back into the house to quickly snatch his key card off of the kitchen table.
Once outside, Yunho looked left and right in search of his friend. The snow crunched under his boots, and snowflakes fell and dissolved on his nose as he made his way to the back of the building.
Yunho took in the sight of Donghae, patting and rounding the edges of a snowman as tall as its creator.
Donghae doesn’t look up from his handiwork as Yunho stands a few feet away from him, but speaks to the snowman when he says, “Lonely on Valentine’s Day, huh? I know that feeling. But don’t you like anyone? I like someone.”
Yunho frowns and wonders where on Earth any of this could be going.
Donghae stands up straight and looks Yunho dead in the eye with a shy, gentle smile when he states, “I like you. Not charismatic leader U-Know Yunho, but Jung Yunho.”
Yunho is surprised the most, but a feeling of knowing washes over him. In the present moment, he’s vaguely aware of the drops of water on his cheeks, but attributes it to snowflakes dripping from his hair. It takes him by surprise when Donghae closes the space between them and gently wipes the tears away with his forefinger.
Yunho’s smile is covered by the lips of the shorter man on his tippy toes, and resident romantic Jung Yunho regains the spring in his step that pulls their bodies closer and warmer, and rejoices that he’s never spent a Valentine’s Day alone, nor will he ever have to.
Word Count: medium~
Summary: Lonely angel gets comforted by a shorter, angel.
Rating: PG
[prompt: "enamor me" write a fluffy drabble where characters try to woo one another]
To resident romantic Jung Yunho, Valentine’s Day is the cologne dabbed onto his neck, the random dance moves in between filming, the spring in his step that keeps him moving forward.
Or, at least, it was.
It’s February 14th, or just Thursday, as Yunho likes to remind himself.
It’s February 14th, and the world famous pop star is alone for the first year that he can remember.
Changmin stands next to the couch with his hands shoved into his suit pockets, looking with empathy and pity at his older counterpart and lays a reassuring slap on the shoulder of the face-down Yunho.
“I’ll be fine Changmin. Go and have fun, okay?” Yunho mutters through the seat cushions.
The line earns him a frail smile from Changmin before he exits the house.
Yunho groans and flips over to face the blank ceiling, feeling a bout of lethargy overtake him. Energizer U-Know Yunho would haul himself up off of the faded couch and would pull judo moves on his lonely sadness, but Jung Yunho, this Yunho, doesn’t know if he’s up to being a superhero today.
The sound of his phone ringing splits the silence and Yunho becomes irritated with himself for ever picking a ringtone as annoying as “Back at One”.
“What?” he asks into the phone, perhaps a little bit too sharply than he should have, lest the person on the receiving end should be important - or even worse - nice.
It’s the latter quality as Yunho recognizes the voice immediately.
“Is it a bad time?” Donghae asks reluctantly.
Yunho feels the guilt seep into his bones and replies apologetically, “No, no. It’s fine. What’s up?”
“Ah…” Donghae whispers, a little relieved that the subject wasn’t dropped. “Come outside!” he urged excitedly before he hung up.
Yunho stares at his phone in confusion before stretching his neck to peer outside towards the window where snow was falling lightly. Yunho was reminded of other Valentine’s days, ones spent with others, warm and happy while the weather was much like today’s.
He gently pulled on all of his snow gear, thick jackets, knitted scarves and socks, but as his left foot crossed the threshold of the door, Yunho rushed back into the house to quickly snatch his key card off of the kitchen table.
Once outside, Yunho looked left and right in search of his friend. The snow crunched under his boots, and snowflakes fell and dissolved on his nose as he made his way to the back of the building.
Yunho took in the sight of Donghae, patting and rounding the edges of a snowman as tall as its creator.
Donghae doesn’t look up from his handiwork as Yunho stands a few feet away from him, but speaks to the snowman when he says, “Lonely on Valentine’s Day, huh? I know that feeling. But don’t you like anyone? I like someone.”
Yunho frowns and wonders where on Earth any of this could be going.
Donghae stands up straight and looks Yunho dead in the eye with a shy, gentle smile when he states, “I like you. Not charismatic leader U-Know Yunho, but Jung Yunho.”
Yunho is surprised the most, but a feeling of knowing washes over him. In the present moment, he’s vaguely aware of the drops of water on his cheeks, but attributes it to snowflakes dripping from his hair. It takes him by surprise when Donghae closes the space between them and gently wipes the tears away with his forefinger.
Yunho’s smile is covered by the lips of the shorter man on his tippy toes, and resident romantic Jung Yunho regains the spring in his step that pulls their bodies closer and warmer, and rejoices that he’s never spent a Valentine’s Day alone, nor will he ever have to.