The Boy Next Door

[minsonrii]

Title: The Boy Next Door

Author: minsonrii -_<

Pairing: HyukHae, SiHyuk

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Donghae’s life had been fairly normal---Not until he met his next door neighbor Eunhyuk.


A/N: Gosh i’m sooo back. I couldn’t wait for this vacation just to update my deprived, neglected page.i’m sorry page.anyways, yeah...this is an attempt for a multi-chappie so basically, i didn’t know what i was thinking on the first place.ideas were pretty much muddled up in my narrow little brain of EunHae fantasies. Yep, they’re coming here at the 10th! Soo can’t wait. Haha!so here it is.Enjoy!<3-minsonrii-_<

Living alone is not a piece of cake. It never was.

He was all tired and hungry from school and work.  From his ever impossible Calculus class he strived for a B up to his fucking  boss bitching around the counter blaberring about nonsense bullshit as he tried to serve espresso to their customer without punching him right on the face.  Things had been this way for Lee Donghae as a university scholar from the small province of Mokpo. Infact, things are simpler then. It’s not his fault to be ‘the’ guy with a decent IQ from the beggining but then he clearly believed that opportunities come and go so the brightest thing to do is to take it.He grasp it with empty hands thinking he made the most inevitable decision in his life.

Now he sits all by himself in the middle of his studio type apartment room, eating the usual instant Shin ramyun but of course with kimchi on the side. Dealing with these instant things thank god our lazy-ass generation had invented at least make this impossible life forgiving. Donghae loudly slurped the hot spicy soup from the plastic bowl and let out a satisfied ‘ah’. As usual he would finish his dinner quietly, wash his dishes, take a couple of rounds in the shower, change in his pj’s, grab some books and study.

It’s not too long  ago that he find himself sleeping face to face with his Calculus book he had been religiously reading for hours. Suddenly his head snapped from drowsiness as he heard a loud thud coming from the wall.

‘Aish...Not again’ Agitated, he rubbed his eyes and lazily took a glance at the table clock beside his bed.

‘Oh...Great’

Apparently, neighborhood in Seoul wasn’t as nice as in Mokpo either. He had been a resident in this apartment for almost 6 months and his next door neighbor hasn’t been friendly at all. He didn’t even know the person’s name so he would usually regard him as the 405 guy. Though it’s not like he haven’t seen him before.Infact, he was kind of surprised of how remarkable his next door neighbor looked like in his memory just by seeing him from afar. It could have been his unique and striking appearance that is so unforgettable for Donghae. Actually, he finds him cool yet strongly notoric. His black semi-fit shirt and black jeans emphasizing more of his pale white skin and his tousled red-dyed hair covering those eye-lined eyes. He had only seen him thrice though. The third time was only last week when he was fetched by a man in his suit with a decent black car. Not that he cared or whatever. It’s just that he have been trying to confront him about the banging and those ‘awkward’ noises coming from the guy’s room during the wee hours of the night. That would be 11 o’clock onwards to be exact.. He tried knocking at his door but no one would open. He had it forwarded to their landlady but the banging never stopped. It wasn’t a big of a deal actually. It’s just it does not fail to give him the headaches everymorning that’s all.

The noise kept on until he realized that the sun had already approached. He chuckled to himself as yet another day has come with only an hour of sleep. Great.

The day went on as usual and since it’s a Friday, Donghae would go home early because it’s an off for him today at work.  He went straight home and anticipated a good sleep to compensate the ’damage’ done to him by his dreadfully uncouth neighbor. When he was about to get in his room, the door of room 405 suddenly opened and much to his astonishment, it was that neighbor of his who got out of the room.

Finally. He saw him up close.

Now how could he forget the irony of this person? He looked very noxious yet very delicate he wouldn’t even want to cross the boundaries of their doors and dare to lay a finger on him. Donghae snapped himself out of space as he realized he was already pathetically staring at him. The 405 guy on the otherhand still faces the door as he locks it almost making Donghae a ghost in the process. To cut it short, he is just practically ignored.

“E-excuse me?” he sputtered. He didn’t know where the urge to confront him came from. He didn’t even know why he held his breath at the first place. Was he that intimidated? Was he that intimidating? The crimson-haired guy continues to ignore him as if his words vanished into thin air.

“Uhmm...excuse me?”.Yet still no word from the other guy. Donghae’s lips pursed in annoyance as the guy turned his back at him and walked away.

‘what an asshole’.

Weeks have passed and Donghae’s close encounters with his neighbor counts over the time. Unlike before, he would see him often getting out of his room while he on the other hand goes in.  Since that incident happened, he never tried to approach him ever again despite how the noises are becoming so profound over the time. As if someone is beaten up inside the room. He didn’t know---or for the lighter side wild rough sex with his girlfriend maybe?

‘poor girl’ he thought.

But then he suddenly remembered, those aren’t a girl’s noises? And then he remembered again. Last week as he passed by through the hallway, the man he usually sees inside the black car parked outside the apartment who fetches him everyday came out of the room while fixing his suit in the process. He couldn’t remember his face but the impression is very strong. Donghae saw him approaching his way as the man in the suit held the finest composure he ever saw. The man looked really rich and highly educated. Curiosity creeps on him, he couldn’t deny.  He began asking his silly self. Who is he? Are they together?

“Man, Is he fucking ga---“ he almost said that out loudly when suddenly,  a loud bang from the outside  interrupted him from his thoughts. He put his milk down and checked and moved beside the wall. Finally, the noise was gone. No more banging, screaming and slamming across the other wall. He collected himself once more and hesitantly walked towards his front door and check what might have happened outside. A shocking view flooded his eyes as he saw his red head neighbor lying weakly on the ground with only his pants on, his back facing the cold wall, heavily beaten up and panting with a pair of tired expressionless eyes. Donghae stood there for a moment, unable to decide on what to do. He walked outside and peeked at his neighbor’s door, and was surprised when he knew it was shut tight. As if the guy was thrown outside and forced to sleep on the concrete floor with this very cold night.

Donghae almost cautious, slowly crouched beside him and asked. “H-hey are you okay?”  ‘idiot, of course he’s not...’ He mentally slapped himself.

“Hey what happened to you?” Donghae continued asking him despite of him not talking back. He looked at the badly hurt person infront of him and felt outmost sympathy. He had a busted lip and a busted eyebrow. His pale white skin is patched with green and violet bruises all over while wounds stays fresh and bleeding. Donghae knows how painful his injuries are but seeking through his eyes, he couldn’t see anything. Any single pain, hatred...nothing.

“I’ll help you, just tell me what happened.” Donghae slowly reached for him to touch his arms but the latter violently jerked off.

“Man, I-i’m sorry” In fear of adding more pain, donghae moved a distance but continued attending on him. “Please, i’m going to help you. It’s going to be okay.” He waited for him to respond but he still got nothing but his heavy hoarse breathing.

‘Ugh! Fine.’ He felt himself roll off his eyes as impatience grew fast within him. His has the worst headache, he has work the next day and he is fucking sleepy. Oddly enough, he just found himself carrying the person inside his room without any violent protests along the process.

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“ So...uhm...” Donghae tried his best in making at least a decent conversation between him and the foreign entity sitting silently in his couch. It will always start with a stutter and just end it with a big fat sigh. So he thought that it might have been useful if he just zip his loose mouth and get on with the helping because otherwise this would be like any other days he would walk inside their classroom looking like a friggin’ zombie. He’s quite intimidated but far from scared. Hell no. It’s just because of how impossible this guy is makes him almost incompetent of speaking nonetheless he would attempt, words from his held breath are barely audible.

Hours have passed and morning is fast approaching. It’s already 4 in the morning and Donghae hasn’t slept at all, neither the guy who is giving him the best silent treatment ever. He had finished prepping his wounds and had lend him a spare shirt and even offered him food and water. All had been done to accomodate the injured’s possible needs yet no word had been heard. Donghae even suspected him of being mute or deaf or any retardation of all sorts. A few minutes have passed, someone knocked from outside.  He wondered how early his vistor was yet he opened it nonetheless. Donghae’s brows creased a bit when he saw the person clad with a slight grin in his lips.

“Good morning.” It is that rich guy. He would have known. Donghae greet him in response and anticipated the gentleman is indeed looking for his friend.

“I tried knocking at his door and no one answered. Should have known he’s only here somewhere.” The rich guy didn’t fail to smile as a fair gentleman would be. By that, Donghae gladly parted the door for the gentleman revealing the injured person quietly sitting in the couch.

“I saw him a few hours ago outside his apartment. He looks badly beaten so...yeah, carried him here.”

“If you don’t mind, do you know what happened to him?” Donghae asked.

“Involved in a brawl in some public bar I guess? He’s always like that, never getting bored.” Donghae looked back at the injured person inside his room and found himself pitying over the person. This guy needs help. He thought to himself.

“But I’m glad you’re here to help. It’s not always you have good neighbors around. Thank you.” Overwhelmed, he asked the gentleman to get in and help his worked up friend go back to his apartment.

“Let’s go Eunhyuk”

‘Eunhyuk ‘

The gentleman held his friends hand while despite of his weak physique, he let himself be dragged gently by the man. Donghae gladly walked them to their room and as before they get in the man looked back at him and smiled.

“By the way, I’m Choi Siwon. Thank you for your hospitality.”

“Lee Donghae. Glad to help.” With that, he then closed the door and headed to his bed. He shouldn’t be  exhausted just by doing a moral act but that guy pretty much sucked out all his human energy no doubt about it.

‘Eunhyuk’ Donghae tried not to smile from the thought. ‘what the---l’

His eyes suddenly glanced at the clock. It reads 5:45am.

‘fuck.’

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Siwon closed the door from behind and locked it.  Suddenly Eunhyuk was violently pushed in the wall.  The smaller guy in much pain stared blankly at his side.

“You fucking slut...”

Then again, Eunhyuk gave one heavy breath as he prepared his body from another moment of pain... another moment of pure torture.

‘just kill me.’

A/N: wait don’t kill me yet!! I’ll be trying my veeeerryyy best to update on the chappies everyday!!Like what i’ve said, i didn’t know what’s on me in making an attempt for a multi-chapter fic. Anyways, it’s here!blaaaahh! Comments are so loved!hope i won’t fail on this<3<3<3