The Wake Up Call
Title: The Wake Up Call
Pairing: Daehyun/Himchan (Himdae)
Rating: G
Length: 1080w
Type: Drabble
Genre: Fluff
Author's note: A result of practice writing. Written upon request for the lovely @jungnamshin. ♡
Contrary to popular belief, made known through a number of their group interviews from 2012, Daehyun isn't really an early riser, or at least has long stopped being one, now he is far from it (at least, according to Himchan). The endless string of agendas B.A.P does on almost a daily basis save for a few blessed days has taught the six men to savor every free opportunity they can get to sleep and to not miss a wink of it. But out of all of them, Daehyun's the one to take advantage of the availability of these chances the most.
If it isn't for the team's constant persistence in waking him up with every measured scheme they know how, Daehyun would have ended up missing every single rehearsal for their ongoing concert tours (and would have slept through his waiting room touch-ups).
And while everyone else has used procedures such as whisking Daehyun in the face with cold water and banging Himchan's janggu repeatedly next to his ear, Himchan remains to be the one who can wake the younger up without exerting much effort in a short amount of time. Because his strategies beg to differ from the norm.
"Himchan."
Himchan pauses from reading the web news, slowly peering over his iPad to meet Yongguk's gaze.
The other's walking out the bedroom hall, face bright, showing remnants of shared laughter with Jongup-who's seized under his arm, looking thoroughly distraught (with Yongguk's towel suspiciously visible in his grip). Yongguk jabs a thumb over his shoulder to gesture at the bedroom door behind him on the other end of the hallway. "Your turn to wake the monster up, Jongup hadn't been successful." He ruffles Jongup's already unruly hair with a huge smile and Jongup hurls the older's towel at him indignantly in return.
Yongguk disappears into the bathroom and Himchan sighs, taking a sip from his coffee before standing up from the dining chair he has been sitting on. He settles both his cup and the iPad down the dining table, and minutely turns around to switch off the stove where he's been frying breakfast for later for the kids.
In the living room about seven strides away, Youngjae's sitting on one end of the couch with Junhong's head on his lap, they laugh in sync at something they're watching on the TV (a usual sight in the morning-alongside occasional fleeting kisses and nuzzling when they think no one's looking-as they wait for their turn in the shower). Himchan ruffles Jongup's hair as well when he passes by him on his way to the bedroom, the younger sleepily muttering about a particular "butthead hyung" who had "swung an arm at him" as he collapses backwards in the couch by Junhong's feet.
"Alright, Daehyun, time to get up!" Himchan loudly announces as soon as he swings the bedroom door open, lightly groaning when he immediately spots pajamas littered across the carpet (courtesy of the other members, of course) and picks it up to throw it on the large hamper on his way to Daehyun's bunk.
"Ugh, not another one," Daehyun audibly whines from his sheets, appearing to be already half-conscious, as he dumps a pillow on his own face.
Himchan climbs the bed with a suppressed grin, proceeding to straddle Daehyun (the younger exuding a loud puff as if getting punched in the gut) before shoving the pillow off his face. "Up you go, sleepy head, it's almost your shower time."
Daehyun looks at him through half-lidded eyes. "Get out I look horrible," he drawls, reaching out for the pillow again but Himchan catches his wrists and pins it against the sheets on either side of his head.
"Since when did I care if you look horrible?" Himchan points out, lowering himself so he and Daehyun were forehead-to-forehead.
"Assume you do," Daehyun whispers.
Himchan wrinkles his nose and slightly flinches back. "God, your breath stinks."
Daehyun sluggishly grins. "You just said you didn't care."
"I said I didn't care if you look horrible, I didn't say anything about not caring if you smell horrib-" Himchan stops short when Daehyun puckers his huge plump lips up, asking for a kiss.
Himchan glares at him for a full minute, trying to suppress a smile that is slowly establishing itself in his face. He clips Daehyun's lips with his fingers, using it as leverage to pull the younger up into sitting position.
"Mmmph! Mph! OW!" Daehyun yells, rubbing at his lips. "That really hurt!"
"If you think I'm going to kiss you when you hadn't brushed your teeth and your mouth rots of morning breath," Himchan affirms, "You're definitely mistaken."
Daehyun frowns at him, scratching the side of his head (and with his hair sticking up into every direction, Himchan thinks he's completely adorable).
Himchan smiles at the younger mockingly in return, before moving to circle his arms around his neck. "Guess what's for breakfast."
"I don't know," Daehyun says. "Are you on the menu?"
Himchan narrows his eyes. "Okay," he asserts. "It's too early for this. Just get up." He tries to stand up from the bed, the attempt being rendered unsuccessful because Daehyun's hold on the other's hips are already too firm. Himchan exudes a strangled yelp when the younger flings him around, switching their positions so Daehyun's now hovering over Himchan.
"Oh, look," Daehyun taunts. "Now you're the one who needs to get up."
"And you're the one who needs to get off." Himchan huffs. "This is physical assault!"
Himchan's barely digested the meaning behind Daehyun's smile when the other kisses him a bit too eagerly for such a time in the morning.
Himchan struggles underneath him with a string of muffled whining but Daehyun's been taking his gym workouts a bit seriously these past few months, so Himchan's basically wrestling against a wall of brick.
Daehyun ends the kiss (very slickly and loudly and gross, Himchan thinks) before proceeding to tumble off the bed, fists pumping into the air hissing, "Yes!" He spins to direct some finger gun motions at Himchan as he walks backwards out of the bedroom door, promenading into the hallway singing 'We Are The Champion' very obnoxiously in forced alto, distinctly causing collective groans to be emitted by the other members in the living room.
Himchan happily sighs to himself, listening at the nice rush of his lungs gasping for air, and at the way his heartbeat's slowly racing as he decides to lie on Daehyun's bed for a little while longer.
Maybe he should resort to taking charge of waking Daehyun up more often.
Pairing: Daehyun/Himchan (Himdae)
Rating: G
Length: 1080w
Type: Drabble
Genre: Fluff
Author's note: A result of practice writing. Written upon request for the lovely @jungnamshin. ♡
Contrary to popular belief, made known through a number of their group interviews from 2012, Daehyun isn't really an early riser, or at least has long stopped being one, now he is far from it (at least, according to Himchan). The endless string of agendas B.A.P does on almost a daily basis save for a few blessed days has taught the six men to savor every free opportunity they can get to sleep and to not miss a wink of it. But out of all of them, Daehyun's the one to take advantage of the availability of these chances the most.
If it isn't for the team's constant persistence in waking him up with every measured scheme they know how, Daehyun would have ended up missing every single rehearsal for their ongoing concert tours (and would have slept through his waiting room touch-ups).
And while everyone else has used procedures such as whisking Daehyun in the face with cold water and banging Himchan's janggu repeatedly next to his ear, Himchan remains to be the one who can wake the younger up without exerting much effort in a short amount of time. Because his strategies beg to differ from the norm.
"Himchan."
Himchan pauses from reading the web news, slowly peering over his iPad to meet Yongguk's gaze.
The other's walking out the bedroom hall, face bright, showing remnants of shared laughter with Jongup-who's seized under his arm, looking thoroughly distraught (with Yongguk's towel suspiciously visible in his grip). Yongguk jabs a thumb over his shoulder to gesture at the bedroom door behind him on the other end of the hallway. "Your turn to wake the monster up, Jongup hadn't been successful." He ruffles Jongup's already unruly hair with a huge smile and Jongup hurls the older's towel at him indignantly in return.
Yongguk disappears into the bathroom and Himchan sighs, taking a sip from his coffee before standing up from the dining chair he has been sitting on. He settles both his cup and the iPad down the dining table, and minutely turns around to switch off the stove where he's been frying breakfast for later for the kids.
In the living room about seven strides away, Youngjae's sitting on one end of the couch with Junhong's head on his lap, they laugh in sync at something they're watching on the TV (a usual sight in the morning-alongside occasional fleeting kisses and nuzzling when they think no one's looking-as they wait for their turn in the shower). Himchan ruffles Jongup's hair as well when he passes by him on his way to the bedroom, the younger sleepily muttering about a particular "butthead hyung" who had "swung an arm at him" as he collapses backwards in the couch by Junhong's feet.
"Alright, Daehyun, time to get up!" Himchan loudly announces as soon as he swings the bedroom door open, lightly groaning when he immediately spots pajamas littered across the carpet (courtesy of the other members, of course) and picks it up to throw it on the large hamper on his way to Daehyun's bunk.
"Ugh, not another one," Daehyun audibly whines from his sheets, appearing to be already half-conscious, as he dumps a pillow on his own face.
Himchan climbs the bed with a suppressed grin, proceeding to straddle Daehyun (the younger exuding a loud puff as if getting punched in the gut) before shoving the pillow off his face. "Up you go, sleepy head, it's almost your shower time."
Daehyun looks at him through half-lidded eyes. "Get out I look horrible," he drawls, reaching out for the pillow again but Himchan catches his wrists and pins it against the sheets on either side of his head.
"Since when did I care if you look horrible?" Himchan points out, lowering himself so he and Daehyun were forehead-to-forehead.
"Assume you do," Daehyun whispers.
Himchan wrinkles his nose and slightly flinches back. "God, your breath stinks."
Daehyun sluggishly grins. "You just said you didn't care."
"I said I didn't care if you look horrible, I didn't say anything about not caring if you smell horrib-" Himchan stops short when Daehyun puckers his huge plump lips up, asking for a kiss.
Himchan glares at him for a full minute, trying to suppress a smile that is slowly establishing itself in his face. He clips Daehyun's lips with his fingers, using it as leverage to pull the younger up into sitting position.
"Mmmph! Mph! OW!" Daehyun yells, rubbing at his lips. "That really hurt!"
"If you think I'm going to kiss you when you hadn't brushed your teeth and your mouth rots of morning breath," Himchan affirms, "You're definitely mistaken."
Daehyun frowns at him, scratching the side of his head (and with his hair sticking up into every direction, Himchan thinks he's completely adorable).
Himchan smiles at the younger mockingly in return, before moving to circle his arms around his neck. "Guess what's for breakfast."
"I don't know," Daehyun says. "Are you on the menu?"
Himchan narrows his eyes. "Okay," he asserts. "It's too early for this. Just get up." He tries to stand up from the bed, the attempt being rendered unsuccessful because Daehyun's hold on the other's hips are already too firm. Himchan exudes a strangled yelp when the younger flings him around, switching their positions so Daehyun's now hovering over Himchan.
"Oh, look," Daehyun taunts. "Now you're the one who needs to get up."
"And you're the one who needs to get off." Himchan huffs. "This is physical assault!"
Himchan's barely digested the meaning behind Daehyun's smile when the other kisses him a bit too eagerly for such a time in the morning.
Himchan struggles underneath him with a string of muffled whining but Daehyun's been taking his gym workouts a bit seriously these past few months, so Himchan's basically wrestling against a wall of brick.
Daehyun ends the kiss (very slickly and loudly and gross, Himchan thinks) before proceeding to tumble off the bed, fists pumping into the air hissing, "Yes!" He spins to direct some finger gun motions at Himchan as he walks backwards out of the bedroom door, promenading into the hallway singing 'We Are The Champion' very obnoxiously in forced alto, distinctly causing collective groans to be emitted by the other members in the living room.
Himchan happily sighs to himself, listening at the nice rush of his lungs gasping for air, and at the way his heartbeat's slowly racing as he decides to lie on Daehyun's bed for a little while longer.
Maybe he should resort to taking charge of waking Daehyun up more often.