[fic] It's Okay to be Gay - part two - Eunhae
Title: It's Okay to be Gay
Author: pinksharpii
Pairing: Eunhae, Kihae
Rating: PG-13
Length: [ part one] [part two] [ part three]
Genre: school
Summary: Kibum and Donghae have been happily together for several months now. But Donghae doesn't suspect their relationship to change from a simple walk home from school.
Warning: language
A/N: first person - Donghae POV.
When my alarm sounded the next morning playing some song on the radio about ringy dingy butterflies and fantastic elastic, I was less than enthusiastic about getting up. My ass hurt like hell. I'm sure it was as red as my backpack that held my inadequately finished homework from last night because the paint was far too distracting. I stumbled, stumbled being an understatement, out of my warm bed nearly running into my bookshelf in the process. God, fuck Eunhyuk
I'm surprised my mother didn't notice as I hobbled through the kitchen at breakfast. I'm even more surprised that I walked all the way to school without collapsing. The halls seemed just as they always had (as of late); people paid no attention to my presence and some swerved to the other side of the hall to avoid me. Homophobes. Luckily, none of them seemed to have any knowledge of my incident from the night prior.
I entered my classroom, 2C, uttering a sigh of relief upon not seeing Eunhyuk present. My excitement and wish for him to randomly not show up quickly disappeared as I felt a finger trace y hips while I placed my notebooks and pencils on my desk for the day.
"So what's it going to be, babe?"
I turned to see Eunhyuk smiling brightly as a mask to cover up his true self - the ass who raped me just to be with him. A hand lingered on my waist as he hovered closely like we were already together. He wore his uniform like we all do every day. Yet it now seems so strange to not see him in street clothes or, well, naked.
The first bell rang alerting us that we had three minutes until the start of first period. "I'll get back to you." I stuttered, sitting into my chair.
"I like you," he replied still smiling. "I raped you in front of several on-lookers and you still want to be with me."
"I never said-'
"I'll talk to you later." He winked before making his way across the room.
Damn. fuck that Eunhyuk. He's such a prick. But he's right I am falling for him. oh but this is so wrong.
The rest of class drifted on and on. Who really wants to learn English at 8 in the morning anyway? I swear I felt Eunhyuk eye me up and down all hour from the back corner. But I didn't dare turn around. I found it extremely difficult to focus. What if we were together? What would he do next? Is he really a sweetheart? He kind of looks like one. Sort of. No no. Impossible. But, Kibum. He probably, no, he surely, hates me.
The bell signalling the end of class and the beginning of a ten minute passing period brought me back to reality and I bolted as quick as my feet would take me without hurting my ass anymore than it did. I knew I had to avoid Eunhyuk at all costs. Instincts took me through the crowded halls, up several flights of stairs and a large grey door to the roof.
The outside air was fresh and relieving, but it was nothing compared to the figure standing in front of me.
"Bummie."
"Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?" His voice was like ice. His back faced me as he stared into the distance at the nearby metropolis. And yet, I couldn't help walking up to him, placing my hands at his hips prepared for any withdrawal or attacks. But they never came.
"We're not - he's just - not my fault - believe me." The words stumbled out of my mouth like I was half drunk (not that I would know). I clung to his waist tighter, not willing to lose him.
He let out a deep sigh, staring into the city. "Lee Donghae...why? Do you know how much I cried last night? And yet, you come. You kept your promise. You need to set your priorities straight."
How could he be like this? If he cared, he would have saved me. "I get raped in the middle of an ally," anger quickly built up. "and you just watched. And now you hate me. Fine! Maybe I want to be with Eunhyuk!!" I don't know what came over me. I shoved myself away from him and turned to the door, but inside I knew I couldn't handle leaving him. It's a confusing thing love is. It toys with your head, your heart and, well, your ass. Maybe I'd be better off with neither of them. Loveless I thought briefly.
A hand grabbed my own stopping me as I reached for the door handle and pulled my body closer to Kibum's. He laced his arms around my neck and placed his lush pink lips upon my own. I really don't get this kid. One minute he's telling me he hates me and the next he's holding me in a heated kiss. I unconsciously open my mouth to let his moist tongue roam inside; our tongues intertwined playfully. I shoved either of my hands in his back pants pockets. It was just like two days prior, like I had never met Eunhyuk and his gang in the alley. He slowly pulled away, nibbling at my lip forcing me to utter a quiet moan.
"You should go." His emotionless voice returned.
"What?!" And he said I needed to get my priorities straight.
He walked away and stood staring into the distance like he had before. "You're right." He removed his glasses and began cleaning them with a breath of air and his periwinkle coloured dress shirt even though I'm sure they weren't dirty in the slightest. It was more of a distraction than anything. We both stood in silence as he did so.
"I'm a horrible boyfriend," he stated after regaining his vision.
"No, you're no-"
"If you don't leave, I will."
"Kibum." I've never felt my emotions toyed with this much until this moment. He's made me feel confused, relieved, happy & horny and sad all within several minutes. "너라고 "
His hands cupped my face and my eyes met his. They were dark, not warm, not cold and definitely not angry, but unsure. "I can't stay with you anymore. You deserve better. I'm not saying Eunhyuk is the one for you, but you'll find someone special." He placed a short kiss on my forehead and seconds later I heard the metal door close behind him. The second period bell followed. I contemplated momentarily on staying on the roof top enjoying the warm spring air, but my feet carried me inside, down the same flights of stairs, through empty halls to outside my classroom.
As I creaked open the door and slowly entered, I felt eyes flood to me. "Sorry I'm late Mr. Park," I apologized quietly instinctively bowing shortly. I walked nervously to my seat, gazes still on me. But I only cared about one. "Eunhyuk," I said before sitting down. "Can I talk to you after class?"
He smiled sweetly, showing a gummy smile and nodding, a look I'd never seen him give before, one that I'd honestly like to see in the future.
A/N: I hope it's all you guys were hoping for and that it's not rushed. It's late here so I'm really tired, but I wanted it up before the morning, so I'd have some comments to wake up to. If there's any typing mistakes, please tell. I'm a grammar freak like that. And don't hurt me. I love SHINee!
Does this one need a sequel too?
Author: pinksharpii
Pairing: Eunhae, Kihae
Rating: PG-13
Length: [ part one] [part two] [ part three]
Genre: school
Summary: Kibum and Donghae have been happily together for several months now. But Donghae doesn't suspect their relationship to change from a simple walk home from school.
Warning: language
A/N: first person - Donghae POV.
When my alarm sounded the next morning playing some song on the radio about ringy dingy butterflies and fantastic elastic, I was less than enthusiastic about getting up. My ass hurt like hell. I'm sure it was as red as my backpack that held my inadequately finished homework from last night because the paint was far too distracting. I stumbled, stumbled being an understatement, out of my warm bed nearly running into my bookshelf in the process. God, fuck Eunhyuk
I'm surprised my mother didn't notice as I hobbled through the kitchen at breakfast. I'm even more surprised that I walked all the way to school without collapsing. The halls seemed just as they always had (as of late); people paid no attention to my presence and some swerved to the other side of the hall to avoid me. Homophobes. Luckily, none of them seemed to have any knowledge of my incident from the night prior.
I entered my classroom, 2C, uttering a sigh of relief upon not seeing Eunhyuk present. My excitement and wish for him to randomly not show up quickly disappeared as I felt a finger trace y hips while I placed my notebooks and pencils on my desk for the day.
"So what's it going to be, babe?"
I turned to see Eunhyuk smiling brightly as a mask to cover up his true self - the ass who raped me just to be with him. A hand lingered on my waist as he hovered closely like we were already together. He wore his uniform like we all do every day. Yet it now seems so strange to not see him in street clothes or, well, naked.
The first bell rang alerting us that we had three minutes until the start of first period. "I'll get back to you." I stuttered, sitting into my chair.
"I like you," he replied still smiling. "I raped you in front of several on-lookers and you still want to be with me."
"I never said-'
"I'll talk to you later." He winked before making his way across the room.
Damn. fuck that Eunhyuk. He's such a prick. But he's right I am falling for him. oh but this is so wrong.
The rest of class drifted on and on. Who really wants to learn English at 8 in the morning anyway? I swear I felt Eunhyuk eye me up and down all hour from the back corner. But I didn't dare turn around. I found it extremely difficult to focus. What if we were together? What would he do next? Is he really a sweetheart? He kind of looks like one. Sort of. No no. Impossible. But, Kibum. He probably, no, he surely, hates me.
The bell signalling the end of class and the beginning of a ten minute passing period brought me back to reality and I bolted as quick as my feet would take me without hurting my ass anymore than it did. I knew I had to avoid Eunhyuk at all costs. Instincts took me through the crowded halls, up several flights of stairs and a large grey door to the roof.
The outside air was fresh and relieving, but it was nothing compared to the figure standing in front of me.
"Bummie."
"Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?" His voice was like ice. His back faced me as he stared into the distance at the nearby metropolis. And yet, I couldn't help walking up to him, placing my hands at his hips prepared for any withdrawal or attacks. But they never came.
"We're not - he's just - not my fault - believe me." The words stumbled out of my mouth like I was half drunk (not that I would know). I clung to his waist tighter, not willing to lose him.
He let out a deep sigh, staring into the city. "Lee Donghae...why? Do you know how much I cried last night? And yet, you come. You kept your promise. You need to set your priorities straight."
How could he be like this? If he cared, he would have saved me. "I get raped in the middle of an ally," anger quickly built up. "and you just watched. And now you hate me. Fine! Maybe I want to be with Eunhyuk!!" I don't know what came over me. I shoved myself away from him and turned to the door, but inside I knew I couldn't handle leaving him. It's a confusing thing love is. It toys with your head, your heart and, well, your ass. Maybe I'd be better off with neither of them. Loveless I thought briefly.
A hand grabbed my own stopping me as I reached for the door handle and pulled my body closer to Kibum's. He laced his arms around my neck and placed his lush pink lips upon my own. I really don't get this kid. One minute he's telling me he hates me and the next he's holding me in a heated kiss. I unconsciously open my mouth to let his moist tongue roam inside; our tongues intertwined playfully. I shoved either of my hands in his back pants pockets. It was just like two days prior, like I had never met Eunhyuk and his gang in the alley. He slowly pulled away, nibbling at my lip forcing me to utter a quiet moan.
"You should go." His emotionless voice returned.
"What?!" And he said I needed to get my priorities straight.
He walked away and stood staring into the distance like he had before. "You're right." He removed his glasses and began cleaning them with a breath of air and his periwinkle coloured dress shirt even though I'm sure they weren't dirty in the slightest. It was more of a distraction than anything. We both stood in silence as he did so.
"I'm a horrible boyfriend," he stated after regaining his vision.
"No, you're no-"
"If you don't leave, I will."
"Kibum." I've never felt my emotions toyed with this much until this moment. He's made me feel confused, relieved, happy & horny and sad all within several minutes. "너라고 "
His hands cupped my face and my eyes met his. They were dark, not warm, not cold and definitely not angry, but unsure. "I can't stay with you anymore. You deserve better. I'm not saying Eunhyuk is the one for you, but you'll find someone special." He placed a short kiss on my forehead and seconds later I heard the metal door close behind him. The second period bell followed. I contemplated momentarily on staying on the roof top enjoying the warm spring air, but my feet carried me inside, down the same flights of stairs, through empty halls to outside my classroom.
As I creaked open the door and slowly entered, I felt eyes flood to me. "Sorry I'm late Mr. Park," I apologized quietly instinctively bowing shortly. I walked nervously to my seat, gazes still on me. But I only cared about one. "Eunhyuk," I said before sitting down. "Can I talk to you after class?"
He smiled sweetly, showing a gummy smile and nodding, a look I'd never seen him give before, one that I'd honestly like to see in the future.
A/N: I hope it's all you guys were hoping for and that it's not rushed. It's late here so I'm really tired, but I wanted it up before the morning, so I'd have some comments to wake up to. If there's any typing mistakes, please tell. I'm a grammar freak like that. And don't hurt me. I love SHINee!
Does this one need a sequel too?