What To Do With You || Donghae (Pt. 1)

  Donghae had been in such a bad mood today that you were secretly relieved he had left your hotel room. You weren't sure what it was, but every time you tried to ask or help he would shrug you off or snap, and it was getting really old as the day wore on. You know he had argued with a friend of his, which he never liked to do to anyone, but it was absolutely no reason to take it out on you no matter what was said. But now he hadn't been back in a few hours and you were beginning to worry. It was hard for you to sleep, but there was nothing else to do that could keep you occupied. You wondered what there was to do, and soon you became so exhausted you fell into a shallow sleep.

 "Yeobo~"

 You thought you heard Donghae's voice, but you ignored it because you were still half asleep.

 "Yeobo...?"

 You heard it again, but still you didn't respond. You took your pillow and lazily dropped it over your ears to concentrate on sleeping. Something warm touched your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze and a light shake. Someone was leaning on your bare shoulder heavily, nudging you while pressing light kisses on your bare arm. Your eyes sprang open, alarmed, and you jerked the pillow off your head.

 "Hae!? What are you doing awake!?"

 "Yeobo I sowwie...don't be mad please."

  A familiar tang could be smelled on his clothes. "Hae, did you get soju from that convenience store across the street?"

 "Hmmm...yeobo smells sweet~"

 You couldn't help but smile, you were so relieved he was safe. You sat up and flipped the light on. "Hae, you're so drunk right now. Why did you do this?" He rolled over, flopping over your legs while looking up at you with glossy puppy eyes.

 "You were mad at me, but oppa's sowwie. Oppa was being mean and made you mad at him." He hiccuped loudly, closing his eyes. "You take good care of oppa, it's not fair. You don't deserve it. You are so good, YOU DON'T DESERVE IT!"

 "Hae, Shhh! You'll wake people!"

 He sat up, then draped himself over your shoulder. "I love you, love you. Don't be mad at me please. No no no..." He sniffled, and you felt your shoulder grow wet. You jerked away and he flopped forward before slowly sitting up again. Tears dribbled down his pink cheeks and he didn't look at you. You grabbed him and hugged him tightly; drunk or not, he was still upset.

 "Hae, don't cry. I'm not mad at all."

  "Mhmm..."

  "No I'm not!"

 You held him out in front of you, and he pouted. "I'm just a little disappointed you'd do this to yourself. "

  "Same thing." He mumbled, sniffling. Your fingers traveled to his hot cheeks to rub tears away, making him look at you while you held his face gently.

 "I'm not mad, I promise." He blinked away tears and muttered. "Promise?"

 "Yes Donghae, I promise."

 You pressed a small kiss to his pouted lips and he smiled a little. "Kay~" he leaned in and snuggled into your neck, making you giggle. "Love you~"

 --

 He began kissing the soft nape of your neck, tickling you. You giggled softly and he gently pushed you over, still kissing. He was like a big dog, smothering kisses everywhere in love. They were sloppy, yes, but better than most drunks were. His breath smelled lightly of soju but a hint of sweet bubblegum told you he had tried to cover it up as best as he could before he came back to you.

 You thought nothing of all the attention until he was holding himself over you, body hovering over yours. He was warm, and you loved having him this close , but his kisses suddenly turned sharper as he started nibbling. He was going for the soft spot under your ear, giggling softly as he attacked it with small growls.

 "H-Hae, what are you?"

 "Showing you I love you~"

 Something solid touched your thigh and you gasped, placing your hands on his chest so he'd stop. He looked at you, confused, head tilted to the side. He was so cute, but you couldn't. You didn't want to take advantage of him, and you knew he'd feel the same guilt if you were drunk and throwing yourself all over him.

 "Hae...are you...thinking clearly? I can't."

 He blinked, still confused. "Not good time?"

 "No, it's not that...well, not really. Just, not tonight, okay sweetie?"

 "Are you mad at me?"

 You heard his voice crack with bubbling emotion, and you laughed while you lightly hit him in the chest. "We've established this, you didn't do anything wrong!" He laughed,too, leaning down to continue but you still held him back. "Hae, I don't want to while you're drunk. That's all, okay?"

 He sat back on his knees, smiling dumbly. "Oh, mkay! But soon, when oppa is not drunk." He was so drunk he was acting immature, giggling like a naughty child and singing "very very soon, very very soon~" You sat up, watching him sing and flop over on his back with his eyes closed. You looked down, blushing.

 "Um, Hae?"

 "Yah?!"

 "What are you going to do about...'that'?"

  "What, WHAT WHAT IS IT? Is it a spider!?"

  "No...Down there..."

  He looked down momentarily, totally serious, but then he fell into another giggle fit. "It will go away! Silly yeobo. See? You worry about me all the time! I! LOVE! YOU!" You had to lean over him to turn off the light switch, and he quietly wiggled a finger into your side. "Tickle tickle~" you screamed, pulling backward and shielding yourself with a pillow. "Hae, no! Go to sleep!" He was in a spell, so you but the pillow on his head and curled into the crook of his arm, resting your head on his shoulder. "I love you, drunk fishy oppa!" Soft snoring greeted you; he was already asleep!