Pursuit of a Santaroni (Chapter 13 A)
Title: Pursuit of a Santaroni 13a/?
Author: kikiiovesmusic
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Humor, Drama, AU, Slight!Angst (for this chapter)
Rating: PG-15. (PG-13 for this Chapter)
Pairing(s): Haehyuk
Minor Pairing(s): Jongkey, Slight!kid!Kyumin, Slight!kid!Sibum, Slight!Yunjae (More later)
Characters: Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun, Henry, Kibum, Donghae, Yesung, Sungmin, Zhou Mi, Amber, Siwon, Yunho, Jaejoong, Kangin, more to come...
Warning(s): Cursing.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this fic/idea. I wish I owned more.
Summary: A love story, all about discovering new feelings, acceptance, coping, the frustrations of having children all on your own, the up and down struggles of divorce and being a single parent, and of course the humorous yet intimate way each person [not including jongkey] become healed again. And it's all thanks to a certain fluffy bunny~: A love story, all about discovering new feelings, acceptance, coping, the frustrations of having children all on your own, the up and down struggles of divorce and being a single parent, and of course the humorous yet intimate way each person [not including jongkey] become healed again. And it's all thanks to a certain fluffy bunny~
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Embrace the Reality: Part I
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-10 Minutes Earlier- FRIDAY
Unknown: In front of Henry’s house
Donghae puts his head on the window of the car, sighing boringly as the short man next to him drones on and on about his... uh… life? Or something stupid like that.
“-and I happen to have 2 kids myself, both 6 years old and gettin’ bigger by the second hahaha. A boy and a girl, though she doesn’t really like to distinguish herself as a girl, always wanting to keep her hair short and hang around with the boys than playing dolls with the girls down the street. At first Key, my wife, was a little discouraged, hoping the girl would like to dress up in frills and ribbons but Amber, that’s my baby girl’s name, she just cried and cried every time he would put a bow on her. It was just so funny and--”
Donghae tiredly huffs, half listening and half trying to keep Henry still, smiling a little when the boy giggles at him, his breath tickling the kid’s ear when he adjusts the both of them to face the ongoing man better.
“-because she likes green and my wife hates green! But anyway, just as a quick warning when they all storm out here, my wife is the pretty brunette with the low highlights and the amazing eyes. Compliment his garden because if you thought I was scary, he’s terrifying. He’ll eat you alive; don’t let that pretty face fool you.”
Donghae raises his eye brows questioningly, feeling like he missed something.
“Uh… he?”
Jonghyun rolls his eyes with a smile, not even offended by the straightforward way Donghae put it.
“Yes ‘he’ ahahaha weren’t you listening to anything I was saying?” he laughed, at bit amused by Donghae’s lack of interest.
Donghae mutters something along the lines of ‘kind of’ and Jonghyun grins wider, shrugging knowingly (since people usually tune him out when he talks about his family) and somewhat admiring the sight of Henry playing happily with Donghae’s hand while the man absentmindedly holds the child and his sleeping white puppy securely in his lap.
They’ve been parked for a few minutes in front of his house, Jonghyun wanting to get a good feel of the man who protected their little missing friend before telling Key he found him, making sure the guy was actually somebody to trust since he knows Key and Henry’s over-protective father might assume the absolute worst when thinking about a man they don’t know being with a child so vulnerable.
He decides to try to get to know the stranger a little bit.
“Sooo…” the smaller man starts, looking curiously at the man that hums in response. “Do you have any kids? Henry seems to like you a lot and you seem a bit of a natural, you know?”
Donghae smiles genuinely at the question, flattered a little when the guy mentioned him being a natural and Henry liking him a lot.
“Thanks aha, but no, I don’t have any kids...” Donghae answers truthfully, moving his fingers a little to entertain Henry a little longer. “Actually, kids aren’t exactly my thing, but I think maybe someday? I don’t know... Haven’t decided yet…” He pauses when Eunhyuk’s beautiful face crosses his mind, a smile playing lightly on his lips as he imagines things going ridiculously well and sharing the rest of his life with him.
“Yeah… I might adopt though…” he adds thoughtfully, taking into consideration on the fact that Eunhyuk might want kids before yelping in pain and giving a stern glare to the boy on his lap.
Jonghyun seemed pleased with that answer, sitting more comfortably as he watches Henry bring Donghae’s hand to his lips and kiss it lightly, the boy having accidently stretched the fingers too far in opposite directions before Donghae pulled away.
“Yeah adoption is great,” Jonghyun muses, his smile growing wider as Donghae begins to awe the child by snapping his fingers with both hands. “It can really change a child’s life, and yours as well… But I guess whenever you and your girlfriend decide to settle down is when you guys can decide together, you know? That’s what Key and I did. To this day I think it’s the best decis--“
Jonghyun gets interrupted by Donghae’s loud laughter, Donghae becoming thoroughly entertained when Henry attempts to pounce and nip at his snapping fingers, instantly waking the small pup up to yap at them in scolding little barks.
Jonghyun laughs along with them, not really laughing because it’s funny but more so of the fact that the puppy barking and Henry barking back was a bit cute, but stops when he sees from the corner of his eye a group of men exiting his house, their uniforms in all black with a thick vest strapped on professionally to indicate they were fully armed, their front faintly glowing with S.M.H.S.F. in large, bolded white letters. It was then Jonghyun noticed the black vans parked in Hyukjae’s driveway, the man gulping in slight worry when he realized the community brought out their most aggressive security.
SM Heights Special Force.
“Um… Donghae-ssi?” he squeaks, nervously getting his things together.
Donghae looks at him obliviously, the laughter lingering in his eyes as he tries to hold a squirming Henry trying to get out of his lap to go play with the puppy outside.
“Yeah?” he chuckles.
“Umm,” Jonghyun starts, “By any chance, do you happen to have you’re I.D., birth certificate, medical history, passport, and proof of no criminal record on you?”
Donghae looks at him like he just grew two horns and a tail.
“Umm… no, not really, but umm.. okay? Uh- I understand the I.D. part, but why would I need to carry everything else?”
Jonghyun sighs, opening the car door as he steps out of the car.
“I was afraid you would say that…”
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-8:03 PM- Present Time. FRIDAY
SM Heights: Receiving news about Henry
Hyukjae jumps up and runs over to grab Kangin by the arm; hope, relief, and uncertainty etched painfully all over his face.
“Really hyung??? You guys found him????”
The elder catches his breath and smiles widely, “Not us entirely but Jonghyun came back with a man and your boy, the kid fine and everything, but….”
Kangin pauses, looking at Hyukjae with a slight worry on his face.
“Buuuuuut?” Hyukjae stretches, becoming more anxious by the second with the way Kangin was looking at him in silence.
“Hyuk,” Kangin says carefully, not wanting to upset Hyukjae any more than he already was, “When the authorities tried to take the kid out of the man’s arms, Henry started having a panic attack. And when the guy saw the kid crying, he just snapped and refused to give the kid up, saying he wasn’t going to let go of the kid until he sees the kid’s father. He won’t give the kid to anybody but you Hyukjae, but it pissed off the Special Forces and they called red alert and jumped him.”
A frantic look goes back onto Kangin’s face, the elder grasping Hyukjae’s hand to try to drag the stunned blonde towards the door, his voice continuing with urgency.
“Hyuk you got to stop them. They took the kid, and you know how the security is around here. The man is putting up a fight to get the kid back and nobody’s listening to Jonghyun; Henry’s scared absolutely shitless right now!”
Hyukjae seems to awaken at the mention of his youngest being scared and quickly follows Kangin, yelling back for Key to watch over Kyuhyun and Kibum as he hurries to get his little boy back in his arms.
The two men practically fly down the hallway and through the kitchen, bursting into the den and out the front door only to walk into a scene of chaos that caused Hyuk to stop dead in his tracks.
His youngest was crying alright, the poor boy screaming for the Special Forces’ to stop hurting the man that was now bloodied and bruised on the floor, Jonghyun being held back by two officers as a small white dog barks angrily at the ruckus.
Henry screams when 4 of the S.M.H.S.F. guys jump and land right on top of the struggling man, causing the said guy to yell loudly in pain.
It all happens too fast when Henry bites the man that was holding him, the guy yelping before dropping him onto the floor, but Henry didn’t get too far before getting yanked back harshly by his hair, the pain coursing through the child’s body as he gets dragged to the floor with a heartbreaking cry.
Seeing this made something in Hyukjae snap, and anger bubbled furiously in the blonde’s bloodstream when he abruptly took action, kicking an unsuspecting officer next to him as hard as he possibly could in the stomach until he doubled over in pain, using this quick moment of distraction to grab the man’s gun and shoot a bullet into the frigid air.
Everybody froze in their position at the sound and watched in horror when Hyukjae raised the gun at the man who had now grabbed the toddler up by the collar of the shirt, Henry crying and making choking sounds.
The blonde’s breathing became uneven and heavy as he shakily tries to keep from pulling the trigger on the spot.
“Put. the boy. down.” He growls, steadily channeling his anger into accepting what he would need to do if it came down to it.
He has never killed a man, but if this is what needs to happen he absolutely refuses to think twice.
Understanding the serious glint in the blonde’s brown eyes, the officer immediately drops Henry’s collar and backs away, the boy crying softly as he clutches his neck with shaky hands.
Tears burn his eyes as he looks at his youngest drop to the floor and sob brokenly.
“Henry-ah,” his voice breaks, the gun still pointed at the guy who slowly raises his hands in fear.
The small boy looks up and whimpers. “Yeah a-appa?”
“Are you,” a dry sob escapes his mouth, but he quickly regains his strength, “Are you okay baby?”
Henry rubs his neck one more time before rubbing his wet eyes tiredly, hiccupping on another sob. “Y-Yeah,” he weeps, trying hard to be a big boy and failing, bottom lip trembling when he looks up at Hyukjae with the saddest face, the worried father feeling his heart break.
“B-But-” the boy continues, standing up to point at the injured man with more tears. “B- But h-hyung i-is h-h-hurt…”
Hyukjae feels a fire fuel his anger again as he quickly turns the loaded gun towards the 4 men on top of his son’s savior, causing all 4 men to hold their breath in their position. He mutters furiously about how people now-a-days are a bunch of idiots and heatedly puts the safety back on the revolver, taking out the bullets before throwing the empty weapon back at the officer still clutching his stomach next to him on the floor.
He turns and storms angrily at the pile of men who still haven’t moved.
“What the hell do you guys think you’re doing being violent and having weapons around my child, huh?!” he shouts, glaring at the pile of officers frozen on the floor. “Do you think this is fucking funny to me?! Is this a mother fucking joke?! And get the hell off that man you idiots!”
The 4 SMHSF officers quickly jump up, leaving the injured male on the floor to groan pitifully in aginy, his face buried in the dirt.
Hyukjae looks each man up and down, glaring at them all in disgust before looking around at all of the SMHSF members loitering dumbly outside.
“Now, all of you, get your asses over here and stand in a straight line while I call your superior. Fucking idiots,” he mutters angrily, thoroughly pissed off as he takes out his phone and dials a number he knows by heart. Hyukjae glares heatedly once at the 8 SMHSF officers now stand in shame in front of him, the other four having walked up pitifully since they were outside as well.
A man picks up on the other line.
“Officer Kim Jaejoong, SM Heights Special Force office, how can I help you?”
Hyukjae yells into the phone.
“JAE YOU BETTER GET THAT FUCKING BOYFRIEND OF YOURS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW OR I SWEAR I’LL TAKE OUT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR OFFICERS WITH MY BARE HANDS AND FUCKING KILL THEM ALL. AND WHY THE HELL DID HE SEND A BUNCH OF IDIOTS THAT NO GOOD FUCKING CHIEF DIRECTOR OF-“
“Whoa whoa whoa, Hyukjae calm down. First off, it’s Jae Hyung to you, and secondly, Yunho didn’t choose that team, your stupid soccer buddy Junsu did, but damn, okay, I’ll send Yunho down to take care of it. Fuck, I’ll send Junsu too just so you can have a fucking punching bag. Jeez, no need to get your panties in a twist and yell at me like a fucking psycho… What the hell happened anyway?”
Hyukjae rubs at his temples, trying to stop the incoming migraine coming his way before taking a quick look at the man not moving on the floor and explaining everything in a heated rant.
“-and Yunho needs to fucking double check whatever the hell that dolphin ass hires!” he infuriatingly finishes, breathing heavily before he frustratingly growls and takes a deep breath, trying to calm down a bit of his anger. “UGH. But whatever hyung… And I’m sorry for yelling. I’m just stressed and this isn’t fucking helping me at all.”
He hears Jaejoong softly laugh, Hyukjae glaring pointedly at the 8 men in front of him.
“It’s alright, hun. I’ll definitely send Yunho down to take care of those idiots, but hey, I heard they found your kid. You need to calm your ass down before your kids see you; you know how sensitive they are to these types of things. Jeez. But anyway, when everything settles down you should bring all the kids to the office okay? I made cupcakes the other day and I’m sure the kids would love them. It’s a vegan recipe so you don’t have to throw a fit about them eating unhealthily like the time I made chocolate pie. This one is au natural~”
The blonde father just breathes deeply and tiredly rolls his eyes, sufficiently calming down at the idea of healthy desserts and a happy set kids when he notices Henry walk up to the injured man on the floor and poke the guy’s shoulder.
“Alright hyung, we’ll make a visit, but I should probably go and see if this guy is still breathing. Henry at least stopped crying… And… And I’m really sorry for yelling again hyung…”
A chuckle sounds through the receiver.
“Yeah I know. We all know how crazy you get when it comes to your kids. You’re lucky we love your cute little monkey face even though that Kyuhyun of yours set fire to my rose bush again. Really, you gotta tell the kid to stop hanging around Amber. I know it was her idea. Ever since the day I made her wear a dress and put the pictures all over the office I had a feeling she's been after me. She has an attitude just like her diva of a 'father'. But anyway, give the phone to the team captain there; I have a few.. things to say.”
“Okay hyung.”
“Oh and tell that bitch Key I said hi. Damn bitch doesn’t call me anymore now that Yunho and I are together, and I want his new cake recipe but the brat won’t give it to me, so try to get that for me too okay babe?”
Hyukjae chuckles, feeling a lot better and promises to do so before telling the other goodbye.
He turns to the SMHSF guys next to him, all eight of them stiffening visibly.
“Which one of you idiots is the team captain.”
7 guys silently point to a short man on the far right slowly trying to inch away.
Hyukjae rolls his eyes and hands him the phone.
“Here. And go into the kitchen when you’re done. I don’t want to see any of you around right now, got it?!”
He can hear the man give a tentative ‘yes sir?’ before putting the phone to his ear and flinching when Jaejoong’s loud voice begins to harshly scold the man.
Hyukjae chuckles a little. Jaejoong has always been a bit scary when mad.
The blonde takes a quick glance around, wondering where Kangin and Henry went before finding the two trying to roll the most-likely-fainted guy onto his back with a small white puppy whimpering sadly next to him.
He should have felt some type of remorse, but he was unseeing to everything but Henry, happiness bursting into little fireworks in his heart when it finally hit him his little boy was right there, in front of him, not lost anymore and only 3 feet away.
“HENRY!” he cries, running over as fast as he could as relieving tears made themselves home down his face.
The small boy looks up and drops the limp arm he was holding, man forgotten when his father falls to his knees beside him.
“Appaaaaaaaaa~” the boy cries, jumping into Hyukjae’s open arms and burying his tearful face into the broad shoulder.
“Oh Henry,” Hyukjae chokes, sobbing as hard as the child now, “I-I thought you were g-gone from appa f-forever…”
“I missed you appa,” Henry cries into the shoulder, calming down a bit once the father began to rub smooth circles on his back.
Hyukjae lifts the child to stand in front of him, smiling through his tears at the toddler’s wet face and runny nose. He pulls down the sleeve of his sweater and begins wiping the boy’s face, Henry’s puffy eyes looking less swollen as he cleaned him up.
“Appa missed you too…” he murmurs with a small smile, wiping his own tears with his other sleeve and giggling lightly when Henry’s small hands help him wipe his tears too.
Once they felt he was cleaned up enough, the two looked at each other with bright smiles, Hyukjae leaning over to place a loving kiss on the boy’s fluffy cheek.
“Don’t leave appa again, okay?”
Henry nods resolutely, promising to never leave again before giving his father a big hug and kiss as well.
“Ahem, well,” a voice interrupts their moment, Kangin staring with a warm smile at the scene, “You guys are cute and all, but what do I do with this guy here?”
Henry’s eyes grow big. “Oh! Hae hyung!” and jumps out of Hyukjae arms to run to the said man.
Hyukjae sits back onto the grass, still in a blissful daze from knowing his baby is okay, and closes his eyes a bit as he thinks over the past events of the day.
Wow. He hasn’t felt this stressed since the day he left his wife.
Flashes of what went down that day made him feel fear for his youngest all over again.
No.. he thinks. That day was much, much worse…
He sighs, not wanting to think of that terrifying moment ever again.
But at least my Henry is safe now…
Kangin, his boss at the cafe he works at, instantly dropped everything and closed the shop when he got the call that his youngest was missing. Kangin knew that Hyukjae doesn't have a car and made him hop onto his motorcycle to race him home, stopping by his own house to pick up his records so the security at SM Heights would allow him in.
He's never been so grateful to the elder man.
Kangin has always been understanding despite his large, strong, burly appearance, and Hyukjae knows that when Kangin says he'll be there whenever he needed him, he will actually be there. A wonderful new friend has entered his life and he's never felt so happy to know that. A young voice brings him from his thoughts though.
“Ajusshi,” he hears his Henry ask quietly, “is he dead?”
Eyes shoot open, wondering what was going on when he sees Kangin wipe dirt off the fainted man’s face, the small dog giving small helpful licks to help clean the muck off.
Guilt gnawed on his insides as worry for the stranger finally settled in, getting up to crawl over and help clean the man off as well. The man was covered in grass and dirt, the officers having kicking the guy around on the front porch before he came outside to see what was going on.
He begins to absentmindedly dust off the man’s pants, wondering why he put up such a fight with the authorities anyway.
He found it noble but extremely stupid, thinking the man must be rather impulsive to even attempt to go up against 4 or 5 armed men.
Speaking of armed men, he takes a look around the porch, everything now a lot quieter as the 2 officers who were holding Jonghyun back were now talking civilly with him, taking notes of whatever Jonghyun was telling them. He glances behind them and sees Key’s house, Key faithfully staring out the front window, worriedly glancing between Jonghyun and Hyukjae himself.
When he caught the eyes of his best friend he gave a reassuring smile, Key nodding hesitantly as if instantly understanding before giving one more glance at Jonghyun and closing the curtains.
His brown eyes move west towards the movement in the kitchen window, the 6 men who had caused all the trouble were now lounging around the kitchen with sullen looks on their faces.
He mentally tsks at them.
Yunho really ought to double check what Junsu sends in…
“Appa?” Henry’s voice calls out, successfully bringing him out of his queries. He turns to looks at Henry’s worried face.
“Yeah baby?”
“Is Hae hyung gonna be okay” the boy asks sadly, looking down to gingerly touch the man’s cheek.
Hyukjae mentally scolds himself for being inconsiderate and follows Henry’s gaze towards the man’s less dirty face.
He finds himself double taking.
Thin, slightly bloodied lips.
Unblemished, lightly tanned, structured face with a dark purple bruise under his right eye.
Dusty, chestnut brown hair.
He looks at the man’s clothes, everything slowly starting to click into place as quick scenes of a man in those clothes earlier today flash before his eyes.
These bruises and cuts were new, but a flashback of that bruised face flirting with him made everything finally start to make sense.
His heart stops beating,
“DONGHAE?!”
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??????: Waking up.
Donghae groans, feeling a headache lightly pulsate within his head as he slowly begins to wake up.
Where am I?
Light pours into his eyes as memories of strange people trying to take Henry away from him come back in a rush and he groans again in pain, moving his head slightly to get the glare out of his face. He winces as even that seemed to cause a small ache, his sore body restricting his movements as his vision and memory become clearer.
Right... A group of unknown men in black had tried to take his Henry away.
They wanted to claim they were SM Height’s Special Force, but he has never heard of such a group before. They were all terrifying looking and all tried to corner him to give up the boy, but Donghae wouldn’t buy it. Who the heck was SMHSF? Were they some type of high end gang? Why did they want Henry? Henry didn’t seem to trust them either for the boy just clung to him tighter, then when he demanded that he wanted to hand him to the father himself, they all took out their clubs and attacked him, knocking him on the back a few times before he lessened his grip on the boy and was yanked away from him. The last thing he remembers is one of the men harshly holding the boy as he cried for him, cried to be safe back into his arms.
Henry…
He feels a small weight on his chest and quickly lifts his head up, thinking it was Henry, but his heart quickly speeds up in shock when he finds himself face to face with a small light brown and cream fluffy bunny.
Wait a second..
It’s THE small, light brown and cream fluffy bunny.
“Y-You!” he yells, finally recognizing the familiar furry face before sitting up hastily to glare at it, the bunny falling onto his lap when strikes of pain shoot up his back and make him fall back onto the cushions with another pain-filled groan.
He glares at the bunny that hopped right back onto his chest, wriggling her nose as if snickering at him.
His glare hardens.
“What the hell are YOU doing here you long-eared rodent,” he asked haughtily, cursing his lack of strength to knock the bunny off.
The small rabbit just innocently wriggles her nose again, making Donghae sigh before leaving it there and taking a glance at his surroundings.
He found that he was on a large soft teal couch, a bit flamboyant yet stylishly matching the interior design of teal, gold, black, chocolate, and cream color of the room. There was a large fancy television hanging on the walls, small cute knick knacks on furnished chocolate brown tables, lovely black and gold rimmed picture frames hanging delicately on the walls and a beautiful black rug in the middle of the room, contrasting expertly against the cream colored carpet.
Everything matched in a uniquely fashionable way, and Donghae had to tip his hat at the fact that the person was able to use such abstract and bold colors and still be able to accomplish such a homely feel.
“Oh hyung!” a cheerful young voice rang, Donghae recognizing it immediately, “You found my Roni Baby!” and Donghae smiled heavenly at the sight of a very safe, clean and bathed Henry standing happily at the doorway in a blue footed onsie, a fire truck proudly stamped on the right side of the boy’s chest.
“Hey,” he croaked cheerfully, throat dry as the child lightly pads his way over to him, picking up the small bunny and cradling it into his chest.
He’s never been so happy to see a person look so perfectly safe.
No visible marks of harm was on the child’s exposed skin, Donghae taking note of the scent of baby powder when Henry leans over to kiss him sweetly on his forehead.
Sweet kid..
“Did you find your appa Henry-ah?” he asks lightly, pinching the boy’s fluffy cheek for being so adorable.
Henry smiles brightly and nods excitedly before looking to the doorway. “Yeah, he’s gonna come here now. APPA! APPA HE’S AWAAAAAKE!”
Donghae groans as the achy feel surrounds him when he turns onto his side, adjusting himself so he could introduce himself to the father more comfortably.
He waits patiently as he hears footsteps come closer.
I hope the father is a nice guy…
The footsteps become louder.
Donghae gazes warmly at Henry.
Yeah, he must be if he could raise a boy as sweet as this…
Henry giggles beside him and he follows the boy’s gaze back to the door way, his heart abruptly stopping when he catches sight of the slim figure smiling his way.
He feels blood rush to his face as he suddenly becomes self conscious, wishing he had a mirror to check his appearance when that lean figure leans idly against the door frame.
“Feeling better hot stuff?” the blonde teases, and Donghae curses his lack of strength to run and hide.
He must look like crap right now.
“Eun-Eunhyuk-ah… W-What are y-you doing h-here?” he stammers, thoroughly embarrassed as Eunhyuk glances at him from head to toe, a light smile playing on his lips.
Eunhyuk just looks… amazing.
The blonde’s hair was sexily mussed and lightly damp, skin refreshed and a light pink tinting a clean face, a delicious sign that he had just taken a shower. Dressed comfortably in a black wife beater and black and red plaid pajama pants to match, Donghae was mentally squirming at the fact his Eunhyuk had muscles he’s never seen before, not bulging or anything bulky but lean and strong, a sight he swore he wouldn’t ever see unless he had the blonde panting under him. The clothes were snug and the pants a bit loose, showing off every curve Eunhyuk could possibly own whether it be the way you could see how his hips and ass were able to keep those pants up or the smooth definition of Eunhyuk’s collar bone and how they ran delicately to tuck neatly under those cotton straps; teasing him, teasing anybody who can see,just teasing… He licks his lips at many possibilities that could happen if they were alone.
Dear GOD what I would do if he’d let me…
He continues to check Eunhyuk out openly, the blonde doing the same (though in a more curious manor) when he notices the blonde’s gaze finally meeting his.
There’s a lot of mirth in those beautiful brown eyes, but he felt his heart skip when Eunhyuk’s smile slowly grew into an embarrassed, gummy smile, Donghae wondering why the man would become so shy all of the sudden.
“What’s wrong?” he asks curiously, eye brows cinching when Eunhyuk bashfully glances back down towards his lower half.
A horrifying idea pops into his head and he quickly looks down, silently praying to all things that are good to not be sporting a boner right now.
Waves of relief pour into his system when he found no erection, but instead finds himself facepalming when he saw that his clothes were somehow changed into pajamas, his body sporting pink flannel pants and a buttoned-up floral pajama top to match.
Fuck my life.
“You look good,” he hears Eunhyuk lightly tease and he flushes again, wanting to bury his face into the couch and die.
“How did this even get on me,” he groans, lifting his arm to cover his face.
“My best friend helped me bring you in and took care of you, bandaging any wounds before later bathing you. He has a First Aid certification and wanted to check to see if you had any internal injuries. You’re alright, a lot of bruises so you’ll be a bit sore and achy, and nothing broken, but... these pajamas were the only things big enough for your body,” he snickers, looking at Donghae groan in self pity again.
“Appa, Hae hyung looks nice in Uncle Key’s ‘jammas, huh~” Henry sweetly muses, walking over to pat Donghae’s hair lovingly.
“That’s right Henry-ah,” the blonde chuckles, thoroughly enjoying the scene of Donghae becoming flustered for a change.
Donghae stiffens, not exactly sure he heard correctly.
“Appa?” he questions more so to himself, ignoring all physical cries of pain when he sits upright to look at the man in front of him.
“Appa?” he questions again, this time directed to his crush.
Eunhyuk leans more into the wall, a proud, light blush tinting his cheeks as he shyly nods yes.
“APPA?!” Donghae exclaims, looking between Henry and Eunhyuk before pointing a thumb at the child and asking one more time in desperate attempt for it to not be true, “Appa???”
Eunhyuk hides a bit more behind the doorframe, becoming a bit unsure of the reaction but steadily nods again, giving a reassuring ‘yes’ to the flabbergasted male on the couch.
“WHAT?!?!”
“Look Donghae, it’s late, and I don’t want to wake up-”
“YOU HAVE A KID?!?!”
“Donghae, listen, there are people asleep right now, an-”
“YOU’RE TELLING ME THIS WHOLE TIME YOU’VE HAD A FUCKING KID?!”
“Yah, there’s no need to talk like that and-”
“SO THIS WHOLE TIME I’VE BEEN PINING AFTER YOU, YOU’VE BEEN WITH SOME OTHER CHICK AND HAD A MOTHER FUCKING KID?!?!?!”
“Look, Donghae, it’s not like that! And I-”
“SO YOU’VE BEEN LEADING ME ON THIS WHOLE TIME AND HAD A MOTHER FUCKING KID?!?!?!?!”
“OH MY FUCKING GOD DONGHAE SHUT THE HELL UP!” Eunhyuk shouts, now gripping the doorframe in sheer anger. “Yes! I have kids! And one is right here and in this room so if you would just shut the heck up and let me explain it wouldn’t be such a darn shock! AND WATCH YOUR FREAKING MOUTH WHEN YOU’RE AROUND HIM BECAUSE I SWEAR IF HE CUSSES AROUND ME I’LL--”
“Appa, who’s that man?” a young voice pipes up behind the blonde, Donghae’s baffled eyes landing upon a child in Batman pajamas and poofy brown hair giving him the dirtiest of looks.
Eunhyuk glares once more at Donghae before looking sweetly at the boy and patting down his puffs of hair. “Well that’s Don--”
“HE’S HAE HYUNG!” Henry happily shouts beside him, thinking all the yelling passing between the two adults was all just a great game.
Donghae feels like his head’s about to explode.
“TWO?!”
Eunhyuk annoyingly sighs and glares once more at him, hand resting protectively on the elder child’s head.
“Look you stupid fish, I told you I had-”
“KIBUMMIE HYUNG!” Henry loudly cheers, the boy catching sight of a dark haired boy peeking quietly behind the supposed ‘father’.
Donghae feels faint.
“THREE?!?!” he disbelievingly shrieks, hands going up in the air as he slams his palms against his head, ready to pull out his hair.
“Wow, this ajusshi is crazy,” the second child mutters, earning a ‘hush’ from Eunhyuk.
Donghae sits down, feeling the world crash upon his shoulders as his dreams shatter before his eyes.
Kids.
His Eunhyuk has three kids.
Three.
“Oh my god three…” he whines into his hands, covering his face as he prays this is all a bad dream.
On the other side of the room Hyukjae rolls his eyes at the over-dramatic man muttering into his hands on the couch.
Henry walks over and looks worriedly at Donghae.
“Appa, is he gonna be okay?” he asks concernedly.
Eunhyuk smiles and walks over to gently grab Henry’s hand, leading all three of them out into the hallway.
“Yeah he’ll be fine, but appa’s going to try to talk to him first, okay? You three go on into the guest bedroom and try to go to sleep alright? Henry, give Kibum the bunny and go with your hyungs.”
The boys all nodded obediently before leaning over to give Hyukjae a goodnight kiss, Kibum petting the bunny a few times before giving a kiss as well. Kibum then grabs Henry’s hand and walks down the hallway, leaving Kyuhyun to glare unhappily at the man at the couch.
“What wrong Kyuhyun-ah?” Hyukjae questions, wondering why the boy was still there instead of doing his most favorite thing to do besides playing video games, eating, and talking with Sungmin.
Kyuhyun scrunches his nose and gives a small pout to his father.
“You’re going to be alone with him?”
Hyukjae raises his eye brows, trying to find where this is coming from.
“Umm.. yes? Is that a problem Kyuhyun-ah?”
The boy gives one last look to the man inside the room and crosses his arms.
“I don’t like him.”
Hyukjae has to laugh, the dirty look on Kyuhyun’s face looking somewhat adorable in his eyes.
“Well I don’t like him either, but I have to talk to him anyway. But go to bed okay? I’ll be in there in a moment and then we can go home. I won’t be too long.”
Kyuhyun looks up at him with puppy eyes and Hyukjae wants to laugh at how ridiculously rare this moment was.
“Promise?”
The blonde laughs and nods, leaning down to kiss the boy on the head before shooing him off.
“I promise.”
Kyuhyun gives one last glare to the guest before walking off, making sure looking back at Hyukjae with a sad face before dragging himself in the direction of Key’s guest bedroom.
Hyukjae smiles at the leaving young figure before sighing softly to himself, attention going back to the problem at hand, who is now staring at him blankly.
With one more heaving sigh, not really wanting to deal with this, he shuts the door and locks it, knowing his kids might get up and try to interrupt them again.
Here goes nothing…
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A/N: YES! So what happened was, the actual update is in reality about 10,000+ words. But I felt that a rebellion would happen and all of your sweet little heads would explode from all of the drama, so I split it in half lmao.
WELCOME TO PART ONE.