100 fic Challenge-Prompt 065
Title:Grip
Pairing:Donghae/Donghae;eunhae;kisung
Rating:R(shouldn't be higher)
Warning:mention of noncon;angst
Spoilers:read Parts 1 and 2 first!!!
Disclaimer:...<.
This is Part 3 of a 5 part series. Please read Parts One and Two before reading this. Otherwise, you'll be so confused that your brain'll blow up, and I'm not cleaning it up!
"Not here. Let's go outside, okay?" He began walking away when Donghae grabbed hold of his arm.
"Junsu, what aren't you telling me? Did something happen to Eunhyuk?"
Junsu looked at the other man for a moment before sighing. "Look, there're too many people here. Let's just go outside and I promise that I'll explain everything, okay? Just please, trust me on this."
Donghae was silent until he released his friend, reluctantly agreeing. "Fine. Lead the way."
The two walked out of the terminal and toward a small secluded area a short distance away. When Junsu finally stopped and turned around, Donghae could clearly see, even in the dark of the pre-dawn hours, that something was horribly wrong.
"Junsu, please tell me what's going on," he practically begged, unable to take the suspense anymore. "Is it Eunhyuk?"
"Something happened to him last night."
Donghae's eyebrows furrowed in thought. "Last night? But didn't he-" His body tensed as his eyes widened in realization. "Oh my God. What did that bastard do to him?" The look in the other's eyes told Donghae everything that he needed to know. "Please tell me that you're joking."
Anger suddenly flashed in the usually kind man's eyes, catching Donghae off-guard. "Do you really think that I'd joke about something like this?!" he questioned, voice deep with emotion. "I get a phone call from Hankyung Hyung telling me to go to the hospital because my best friend had been raped. Then I find out that I can't even hug him for fear that he'll have a panic attack or flashback. And now, after I said I'd tell you, you think I'm joking?!"
"I-I'm s-sorry..."
Junsu looked at the other man and immediately realized that he'd gone too far. Donghae was simply standing there, rooted to the spot. He was clutching the strap of his duffel bag, his knuckles turning white, tears streaming down his face.
He looked away, guilt clear in his chocolate eyes. "I-I didn't mean to-"
Taking a deep breath, Junsu walked over to his friend and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Hae, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just been a horrific few hours. Why don't we go back to the dorm and you can see him for yourself?" Sniffing, Donghae nodded and the two walked back to the car.
On the way back, Junsu filled him in on everything that the doctor had explained to them. With every word, the tight grip that Donghae held over his emotions would slip a little more. His Eunhyuk; his Hyukjae, was a very tactile person. He practically lived on hugs and he loved to cuddle up to the others in order to relax. The thought of him now fearing the very thing he used to thrive on tore at him more than anything.
"How is he, Su?" the brunette singer asked softly. "I need to know from you."
Junsu cast a quick glance at him before returning his eyes to the road. "He's trying to act normal. He doesn't want to worry anyone, even though it just makes us all worry even more." He paused. "'Nothing'll ever be the same, will it?'"
"What was that?"
"He asked me that just before he fell asleep. He's scared that everything'll change, but he doesn't want to burden anybody. Well, that's what I think, anyway."
"I trust your opinion. You've always known him best, after all."
He shook his head. "I know Hyukjae. Eunhyuk is yours alone," he explained.
Donghae looked at him, confusion evident. "I don't understand."
Junsu smiled slightly. "You will."
The two were lost in their own thoughts as they arrived at the dorm. Getting out of the car, they entered the building and headed to their floor. Donghae was about to open the door when Junsu stopped him.
"I can see it in your eyes, Donghae. Don't be mad at Yesung Hyung."
Donghae blinked in surprise. He thought that he had done a good job of hiding his thoughts on the subject. As soon as he had been told, one thought continued through his head...'Where was Yesung during everything?'
"Where was he, Junsu?"
"He was so worried about how you'd react, he was shaking, you know. I doubt he's asleep." He released his hand. "Ask him."
When he opened the door, he was surprised to see everyone gathered in the living room. The furniture had all been moved out of the way to make room, and pillows and blankets were littered all over the room. Ryeowook, Sungmin, and Leeteuk were fast asleep, with Heechul and Hankyung, also asleep, curled around the three protectively. Shindong was in the same position, only guarding Siwon and Kyuhyun in slumber.
That just left Kangin, Kibum, and Yesung.
"We're back," Junsu announced quietly, closing and locking the door behind him.
As soon as his eyes landed on Yesung, all of the anger that had been building previously left him in an instant. There were bruises on the older man's neck, jaw, and cheek. They were deep, but would hopefully fade quickly. His obviously broken left arm was secured by a cast and sling, and something appeared to be wrong with his ribs due to the way that he favored them as he rose.
"Hyung," Donghae began, but was cut off.
"Donghae, I'm so sorry. I never should have left him alone," he choked out, holding back the oncoming tears. "I never should've let him out of my sight. I tried to help, but they wouldn't let me out."
"It's okay, Hyung. I can see that you tried your best, so thank you." He paused. "You should go to sleep. You look like hell," he joked, thankful for the small chuckle that left Yesung's mouth.
Donghae was about to go to his room when he stopped. Turning around, he pulled Yesung into a gentle hug, mindful of his injuries. "I'm just glad that you're both okay." They remained like that for a few moments, with Kangin, Kibum, and Junsu looking on in relief, before they separated and Donghae walked to his room. Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened the door and stepped inside. As quietly as he could, he set his bag down and went to the occupied bed, kneeling in order to observe the sleeping boy.
'He looks so small,' he thought, seeing his boyfriend buried under the blankets, curled up protectively. "I'm sorry," he whispered, resting his head on the bed, never once averting his gaze. "I should've just told Manager Hyung about us in the first place. Maybe he would've agreed to let me take you with me. Then Hyung wouldn't be injured and this never would've happened to you." He sighed as he reached up and lightly ran his hand through the slumbering boy's hair. 'I'm gonna miss doing this,' he thought, realizing that he wouldn't be able to do such a thing until Eunhyuk felt comfortable enough to allow it.
The singer was about to stand when he felt the sleeping boy's body tense. Worried, he watched as his boyfriend's face slowly twisted in fear, hands clutching the blanket in a vice grip. Donghae, figuring that the rapper was trapped in a nightmare, tried waking him.
"Wake up, Hyukkie. C'mon, Baby, you're okay. Everything's fine, just wake up," he soothed. "It's just a dream. You're home with us; with me. It's alright."
Donghae was beginning to panic when Eunhyuk suddenly shot up with a scream, startling the younger boy. His breath came out in a rapid, irregular pace as he clutched the fabric covering his racing heart. His eyes, though, were wide with fear. Before Donghae had a chance to say anything, the rapper's free hand flew to his mouth as he scrambled out of bed and out of the room into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. When Donghae reached the door, he heard the muffled sounds of his boyfriend throwing up, as if the dream had left him physically ill.
"What happened?"
Jumping in surprise, he turned to see Kangin and Junsu, worry clear in their faces, their eyes focused on the closed door.
"Did he have a nightmare?" Kangin asked, earning a nod in reply. They heard the toilet flush, followed by the faucet running. When that stopped, the shower was then heard.
After a couple of minutes, Donghae turned to Kangin. "Hyung, can he borrow something of yours to wear?"
He blinked. "Mine? Why? My clothes'd be huge on him."
"I know. He prefers close-fitted clothes, but I get the feeling he'll want something that'll cover him more."
Kangin nodded, understanding. "He's way too skinny to fit any of my pants, but I think I might have an old pair of drawstring sweats he can wear. I'll be right back."
True to his word, Kangin returned within a minute, carrying a long sleeved t-shirt and sweats. Taking them, he turned to Junsu. "Can you leave some bandages on his bed? I'm gonna check on him."
"Yeah, but be careful. Don't surprise him, alright?"
"I know." He grabbed a towel, steeled his nerves, and slowly opened the door.
The scene that met his eyes nearly broke his heart. Behind the glass door, scalding water poured down on the rapper, who was scrubbing his skin with such desperation and ferocity;like he could simply wash away the events of the previous night. When he finally stopped, a choked sob escaped him as he slowly slid down the shower wall, curling in on himself, allowing the water to beat down on his already reddened flesh.
Unable to watch any longer, Donghae gently tapped on the glass, alerting the other of his presence. Opening the door, he shut off the water and knelt down next to his boyfriend, who simply watched his every move through soaked bangs.
"C'mon," the singer said quietly, holding out the towel.
Eunhyuk stared at it for a minute before finally reaching out to take it, covering himself as he got to his feet. "When'd you get back?"
He shrugged. "About an hour or so ago. Something like that." He paused before asking, "How do you feel?"
The dancer released an almost bitter laugh, startling the younger boy, who had never heard such a sound come from the older boy. "Like shit."
Donghae frowned, not liking the other's behavior. "I brought some clothes for you. They're Kangin Hyung's, since I thought that you might want to be more covered up."
He looked down at the clothes before smiling slightly. "Thanks, Hae."
"The clothes are on the sink. I'll just wait outside 'til you're done." He nodded as Donghae left the bathroom, noticing that Kangin and Junsu were gone.
About five minutes later, the door slowly opened and Eunhyuk walked out. If the situation had been any other, he might have laughed at how cute his boyfriend looked in the horribly baggy pants that were tightly cinched at the waist and the long-sleeved shirt that hung off one shoulder and nearly reached his knees.
"Better?"
"A bit, yeah." With that, the two headed into their room.
Once there, they both sat on Donghae's bed. Eunhyuk pulled his legs up to his chest and began playing with the cuffs of the too-long pants, which were covering his feet.
Donghae decided that it was a good time to speak. "Eunhyuk, I-"
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::hides::I know this cliffhanger looks familiar, but I have a good reason...I plan to finish the conversation in another POV, so I need to cut here to switch in P4... Anyway...I'm not too happy with this one...It's shorter than I wanted, so I apologize to everyone for that. I hope you still liked it, though!!! I'll be starting P4 in the morning!!!
Pairing:Donghae/Donghae;eunhae;kisung
Rating:R(shouldn't be higher)
Warning:mention of noncon;angst
Spoilers:read Parts 1 and 2 first!!!
Disclaimer:...<.
This is Part 3 of a 5 part series. Please read Parts One and Two before reading this. Otherwise, you'll be so confused that your brain'll blow up, and I'm not cleaning it up!
"Not here. Let's go outside, okay?" He began walking away when Donghae grabbed hold of his arm.
"Junsu, what aren't you telling me? Did something happen to Eunhyuk?"
Junsu looked at the other man for a moment before sighing. "Look, there're too many people here. Let's just go outside and I promise that I'll explain everything, okay? Just please, trust me on this."
Donghae was silent until he released his friend, reluctantly agreeing. "Fine. Lead the way."
The two walked out of the terminal and toward a small secluded area a short distance away. When Junsu finally stopped and turned around, Donghae could clearly see, even in the dark of the pre-dawn hours, that something was horribly wrong.
"Junsu, please tell me what's going on," he practically begged, unable to take the suspense anymore. "Is it Eunhyuk?"
"Something happened to him last night."
Donghae's eyebrows furrowed in thought. "Last night? But didn't he-" His body tensed as his eyes widened in realization. "Oh my God. What did that bastard do to him?" The look in the other's eyes told Donghae everything that he needed to know. "Please tell me that you're joking."
Anger suddenly flashed in the usually kind man's eyes, catching Donghae off-guard. "Do you really think that I'd joke about something like this?!" he questioned, voice deep with emotion. "I get a phone call from Hankyung Hyung telling me to go to the hospital because my best friend had been raped. Then I find out that I can't even hug him for fear that he'll have a panic attack or flashback. And now, after I said I'd tell you, you think I'm joking?!"
"I-I'm s-sorry..."
Junsu looked at the other man and immediately realized that he'd gone too far. Donghae was simply standing there, rooted to the spot. He was clutching the strap of his duffel bag, his knuckles turning white, tears streaming down his face.
He looked away, guilt clear in his chocolate eyes. "I-I didn't mean to-"
Taking a deep breath, Junsu walked over to his friend and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Hae, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just been a horrific few hours. Why don't we go back to the dorm and you can see him for yourself?" Sniffing, Donghae nodded and the two walked back to the car.
On the way back, Junsu filled him in on everything that the doctor had explained to them. With every word, the tight grip that Donghae held over his emotions would slip a little more. His Eunhyuk; his Hyukjae, was a very tactile person. He practically lived on hugs and he loved to cuddle up to the others in order to relax. The thought of him now fearing the very thing he used to thrive on tore at him more than anything.
"How is he, Su?" the brunette singer asked softly. "I need to know from you."
Junsu cast a quick glance at him before returning his eyes to the road. "He's trying to act normal. He doesn't want to worry anyone, even though it just makes us all worry even more." He paused. "'Nothing'll ever be the same, will it?'"
"What was that?"
"He asked me that just before he fell asleep. He's scared that everything'll change, but he doesn't want to burden anybody. Well, that's what I think, anyway."
"I trust your opinion. You've always known him best, after all."
He shook his head. "I know Hyukjae. Eunhyuk is yours alone," he explained.
Donghae looked at him, confusion evident. "I don't understand."
Junsu smiled slightly. "You will."
The two were lost in their own thoughts as they arrived at the dorm. Getting out of the car, they entered the building and headed to their floor. Donghae was about to open the door when Junsu stopped him.
"I can see it in your eyes, Donghae. Don't be mad at Yesung Hyung."
Donghae blinked in surprise. He thought that he had done a good job of hiding his thoughts on the subject. As soon as he had been told, one thought continued through his head...'Where was Yesung during everything?'
"Where was he, Junsu?"
"He was so worried about how you'd react, he was shaking, you know. I doubt he's asleep." He released his hand. "Ask him."
When he opened the door, he was surprised to see everyone gathered in the living room. The furniture had all been moved out of the way to make room, and pillows and blankets were littered all over the room. Ryeowook, Sungmin, and Leeteuk were fast asleep, with Heechul and Hankyung, also asleep, curled around the three protectively. Shindong was in the same position, only guarding Siwon and Kyuhyun in slumber.
That just left Kangin, Kibum, and Yesung.
"We're back," Junsu announced quietly, closing and locking the door behind him.
As soon as his eyes landed on Yesung, all of the anger that had been building previously left him in an instant. There were bruises on the older man's neck, jaw, and cheek. They were deep, but would hopefully fade quickly. His obviously broken left arm was secured by a cast and sling, and something appeared to be wrong with his ribs due to the way that he favored them as he rose.
"Hyung," Donghae began, but was cut off.
"Donghae, I'm so sorry. I never should have left him alone," he choked out, holding back the oncoming tears. "I never should've let him out of my sight. I tried to help, but they wouldn't let me out."
"It's okay, Hyung. I can see that you tried your best, so thank you." He paused. "You should go to sleep. You look like hell," he joked, thankful for the small chuckle that left Yesung's mouth.
Donghae was about to go to his room when he stopped. Turning around, he pulled Yesung into a gentle hug, mindful of his injuries. "I'm just glad that you're both okay." They remained like that for a few moments, with Kangin, Kibum, and Junsu looking on in relief, before they separated and Donghae walked to his room. Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened the door and stepped inside. As quietly as he could, he set his bag down and went to the occupied bed, kneeling in order to observe the sleeping boy.
'He looks so small,' he thought, seeing his boyfriend buried under the blankets, curled up protectively. "I'm sorry," he whispered, resting his head on the bed, never once averting his gaze. "I should've just told Manager Hyung about us in the first place. Maybe he would've agreed to let me take you with me. Then Hyung wouldn't be injured and this never would've happened to you." He sighed as he reached up and lightly ran his hand through the slumbering boy's hair. 'I'm gonna miss doing this,' he thought, realizing that he wouldn't be able to do such a thing until Eunhyuk felt comfortable enough to allow it.
The singer was about to stand when he felt the sleeping boy's body tense. Worried, he watched as his boyfriend's face slowly twisted in fear, hands clutching the blanket in a vice grip. Donghae, figuring that the rapper was trapped in a nightmare, tried waking him.
"Wake up, Hyukkie. C'mon, Baby, you're okay. Everything's fine, just wake up," he soothed. "It's just a dream. You're home with us; with me. It's alright."
Donghae was beginning to panic when Eunhyuk suddenly shot up with a scream, startling the younger boy. His breath came out in a rapid, irregular pace as he clutched the fabric covering his racing heart. His eyes, though, were wide with fear. Before Donghae had a chance to say anything, the rapper's free hand flew to his mouth as he scrambled out of bed and out of the room into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. When Donghae reached the door, he heard the muffled sounds of his boyfriend throwing up, as if the dream had left him physically ill.
"What happened?"
Jumping in surprise, he turned to see Kangin and Junsu, worry clear in their faces, their eyes focused on the closed door.
"Did he have a nightmare?" Kangin asked, earning a nod in reply. They heard the toilet flush, followed by the faucet running. When that stopped, the shower was then heard.
After a couple of minutes, Donghae turned to Kangin. "Hyung, can he borrow something of yours to wear?"
He blinked. "Mine? Why? My clothes'd be huge on him."
"I know. He prefers close-fitted clothes, but I get the feeling he'll want something that'll cover him more."
Kangin nodded, understanding. "He's way too skinny to fit any of my pants, but I think I might have an old pair of drawstring sweats he can wear. I'll be right back."
True to his word, Kangin returned within a minute, carrying a long sleeved t-shirt and sweats. Taking them, he turned to Junsu. "Can you leave some bandages on his bed? I'm gonna check on him."
"Yeah, but be careful. Don't surprise him, alright?"
"I know." He grabbed a towel, steeled his nerves, and slowly opened the door.
The scene that met his eyes nearly broke his heart. Behind the glass door, scalding water poured down on the rapper, who was scrubbing his skin with such desperation and ferocity;like he could simply wash away the events of the previous night. When he finally stopped, a choked sob escaped him as he slowly slid down the shower wall, curling in on himself, allowing the water to beat down on his already reddened flesh.
Unable to watch any longer, Donghae gently tapped on the glass, alerting the other of his presence. Opening the door, he shut off the water and knelt down next to his boyfriend, who simply watched his every move through soaked bangs.
"C'mon," the singer said quietly, holding out the towel.
Eunhyuk stared at it for a minute before finally reaching out to take it, covering himself as he got to his feet. "When'd you get back?"
He shrugged. "About an hour or so ago. Something like that." He paused before asking, "How do you feel?"
The dancer released an almost bitter laugh, startling the younger boy, who had never heard such a sound come from the older boy. "Like shit."
Donghae frowned, not liking the other's behavior. "I brought some clothes for you. They're Kangin Hyung's, since I thought that you might want to be more covered up."
He looked down at the clothes before smiling slightly. "Thanks, Hae."
"The clothes are on the sink. I'll just wait outside 'til you're done." He nodded as Donghae left the bathroom, noticing that Kangin and Junsu were gone.
About five minutes later, the door slowly opened and Eunhyuk walked out. If the situation had been any other, he might have laughed at how cute his boyfriend looked in the horribly baggy pants that were tightly cinched at the waist and the long-sleeved shirt that hung off one shoulder and nearly reached his knees.
"Better?"
"A bit, yeah." With that, the two headed into their room.
Once there, they both sat on Donghae's bed. Eunhyuk pulled his legs up to his chest and began playing with the cuffs of the too-long pants, which were covering his feet.
Donghae decided that it was a good time to speak. "Eunhyuk, I-"
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::hides::I know this cliffhanger looks familiar, but I have a good reason...I plan to finish the conversation in another POV, so I need to cut here to switch in P4... Anyway...I'm not too happy with this one...It's shorter than I wanted, so I apologize to everyone for that. I hope you still liked it, though!!! I'll be starting P4 in the morning!!!