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As soon as he opened his eyes, sunlight assaulted him. With a groan, he turned away, hiding his face in a warm pillow.
Except, pillows aren’t warm, or hard like this. Maybe he was wrong, rich people probably had self-heating pillows, but he didn’t have the money to afford that. Hesitantly, he opened his eyes, not wanting to get up, but allowing curiosity to win over him, only to be met with a chest, somebody’s chest to be specific. Dohwa instinctively tried to jump back, but two strong arms tightened their hold, preventing him from moving.
Dohwa huffed, trying to calm himself, before looking up to see the face of the man who was squeezing him tight enough to suffocate him. An attractive and very manly face immediately assaulted him, whom he knew very well. Dohwa sighed, and suddenly all the memories of the previous night came back to him.
After dancing around each other for months, with the help of their friend, Su-ae, Eunhyuk and Dohwa come to terms with their feelings and managed to confess to each other. When it happened, the blonde laughed when he found out that Eunhyuk, straight-faced and blunt, was just as scared of being rejected.
Dohwa sighed, relaxing in his arms, cuddling closer to Eunhyuk. However, he couldn’t help but stare at his face. Unlike himself, Eunhyuk had a much more manly face. While Dohwa might be considered prettier and more attractive, he couldn’t deny that Eunhyuk was also gifted in the looks department. What’s more, the other had time to work out, much more than Dohwa, so his muscles were more defined.
Not that Dohwa minded. Being squeezed by muscular arms, and resting his head against the other boy’s muscular chest was very enjoyable. Dohwa blushed, hiding his face in the other's chest as he cursed. This was unfair. How could somebody be so attractive?
“Finally done staring?” Eunhyuk said, chest rumbling when he spoke.
The blonde froze, and he could feel the vibrations in his chest and throat when Eunhyuk spoke. What scared him even more was that Eunhyuk knew, he pretended to be asleep and allowed Dohwa to embarrass himself.
“Shut up… let me go now.” Dohwa tried to push himself away from Eunhyuk, but the other refused, grabbing the back of his head and pushing it down.
Somehow in the struggle, his head ended back down, in between his shoulder and neck. Eunhyuk sighed, closing his eyes again and ran a hand through Dohwa’s hair. While he wanted to argue, he couldn’t deny how comfortable it felt.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” Dohwa whispered.
“Hmmm?”
“I just… I never would’ve thought you liked me.”
Eunhyuk opened his eyes, allowing Dohwa to look up at him, releasing his hold on the blonde. He sighed, and Dohwa blushed, he looked so good like this, eyes half-lidded, lips parted, hair messy, and a deep morning voice that was causing his stomach to do flips.
“I could say the same about you.”
Dohwa shook his head, exasperated. “I was so obvious!”
Eunhuk raised an eyebrow, blinking a couple of times before he opened his eyes fully, staring down at Dohwa with an unamused gaze.
“That’s what I thought too, but we were both too blind to see our affections, running in circles until Su-ae knocked our heads together and opened our eyes.” Dohwa gaped up at him, before closing his mouth.
Honestly, there wasn't much he could do, because, as much as he hated it, the other was right. He sighed, sitting up. Eunhyk groaned, wrapping his arms around Dohwa’s waist and hiding his face in his side.
“I need to go to work, Hyukie.” He tried to use a nickname, hoping it would convince Eunhyuk to let him go.
It nearly worked, and he could tell by the way Eunhyuk squeezed his waist that he enjoyed it, but he didn’t let go.
“Dude, I need to go earn money.” Dohwa tried again, attempting to shove him off, but it didn’t work.
“It's the weekend, let’s just stay inside, it's too cold to work,” Eunhyuk whined like a child, and Dohwa grinned.
“Yeah, well not everybody is as rich as you, I can’t pay my rent or eat if I don’t work, so I have to go.” He reasoned, bringing a hand down, and ruffling his hair.
Eunhyuk instinctively leaned into the touch, enjoying the feel of Dohwa’s nails scratching his scalp. He groaned when the words sunk in. As much as he hated to admit it, it was true, and he hated that somebody he liked had to suffer like this. He found it incredibly unfair that others could go out whenever they wanted, simply to hang out or study, while Dohwa had to slave away in a kitchen or be used for his looks.
Months of knowing and interacting with him had led him to many different conclusions and conversations that revealed the true nature of Dohwa’s life. What he had figured out was far from pretty, and it caused a horrible feeling in his chest that made it hard to breathe.
“Stay. I’ll pay your rent.” The words left his mouth before he could think.
Silence followed, and he dared to look up. Dohwa stared down at him blankly, before his face contorted into a deep frown.
“Dohwa- I’m sorry, you can go… I..” Eunhyuk bit his lip, sitting up.
Dohwa shook his head, looking away. “I never wanted our relationship to be like this.”
“Like what?” Eunhyuk sounded like he was begging, trying to get Dohwa to look at him again, but Dohwa refused.
“Like this. You feeling like you need to save me, me mooching off of you, and you pay me like some cheap whore.” Those words shattered Euhyuk’s heart, and he couldn’t help his anger.
He grabbed Dohwa’s face, forcefully making him look at him. Dohwa’s eyes widened but Eunhyuk refused to acknowledge it. Then, Dohwa’s world turned upside down, and he was suddenly lying on his back. The blankets enveloped him, and a large shadow was cast over his body.
He looked up, making eye contact with a very angry Eunhyuk.
“Don’t you ever refer to yourself as a whore.” Eunhyuk’s arms rested on each side of his face, and if it weren’t for the intense glare he was receiving, Dohwa would appreciate the muscle on them.
“And I don’t pity you, I don't feel the need to save you. On the contrary, you’re the strongest person I know, you can defend yourself, provide for yourself, and take care of yourself.” Eunhyuk glared down at him.
Dohwa’s eyes started to water, and he blinked a couple of times, feeling the tears cling to his eyelashes, lip trembling. He continued to listen, despite how difficult it was to hear those words, he wanted to hear everything the other boy had to say.
“But I love you, and that means that I want to take care of you. I would never pay you because I view you as a sexual object, I love you and care for you, and I just want to spend this cold ass day inside, with the person I love.” Eunhuk inhaled.
“So, while it might’ve been wrong of me to offer it, I don’t know any other way to help you, I hate that the only thing I can offer you is money, but you need it.” Dohwa glared at him, and Eunhyuk visibly melted. “...I just don’t want you to struggle anymore.”
His breath hitched, Eunhyuk had come prepared with a fully loaded shotgun, it seems, and he had successfully struck Dohwa down with a single blow.
“I want to spoil you, bathe you in love and affection. I don't want you to have to work for a single day in your life, never worry about barely making enough money to pay the bills. No more days where you go without food so you can ensure the rent or your phone bill is paid.” Eunhyuk frowned, lowering himself, mere inches from Dohwa’s face.
Dohwa couldn't restrain himself, his gaze landed on Eunhyuk’s lips. The other smiled, and Dohwa knew he noticed.
“I just want to spend one day where the love of my life isn’t busy trying to kill himself from overworking. So, no, I’m not trying to pay you because you’re a prostitute, although you would make a very sexy one.” Dohwa rolled his eyes, hitting his arm.
Eunhyuk smirked, lowering his face. Still maintaining eye contact as he brushed his lips against his boyfriends (it felt so good to call him that).
“So, please… allow me to shower you in affection,” Eunhyuk whispered, connecting their lips.
Dohwa finally let the tears fall, wrapping his arms around Eunhyuk’s neck, effectively deepening the kiss. Eunhyuk smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Dohwa. As the kiss became more heated, he became much more daring.
He lifted Dohwa, causing a gasp to leave the other's lips. Eunhyuk smiled, pulling away to stare up at Dowha, the same man who was staring at him, wide-eyed, face completely red. Eunhyuk looked down, his boyfriend in his lap, his bare legs on display for him. He cursed, letting his hand fall from Dohwa’s waist to his thighs to squeeze them.
“Hah…” Dohwa gasped, exasperated.
“You darn pervert–” He cursed out, but Eunhyuk paid no mind to him, appreciating the pale and soft skin.
“It’s your fault,” Eunhyuk stated, looking back up at him, but refusing to let go of his thighs, if Dohwa didn’t have extravagant self-control, he would’ve made some unsavoury noises.
“My fault?!” He shouted, becoming even more red when Eunhyuk urged him to open his legs further, more embarrassed by the fact that his body immediately compiled.
The other nodded. “You were the one who doubted my love for you, calling yourself a whore, I needed to show you just how much I love you, every part of you.”
Eunhyuk explained that it was the simplest thing in the world. Dohwa couldn’t help but tear up again, furiously rubbing at his eyes to prevent the tears from escaping his eyes. If he started crying again, he might not be able to stop.
He quickly wrapped his arms around Eunhyuk’s head, squashing it against his chest. While his boyfriend didn’t mind, he was incredibly confused. However, he didn’t question it, simply wrapping his arms around Dohwa in an attempt to comfort him.
A pretty good attempt, because Dohwa immediately loosened his grip, letting Eunhyuk look up at him. The gazes that met each boy were breathtaking. Eunhyuk’s was filled with raw affection and so much love, that Dohwa quite literally melted in his arms. Dohwa’s, on the other hand, showed a rare vulnerability that could only be shared with the man holding him in his arms, and so much love, hesitant, but so clear to see.
Eunhyuk leaned up, placing a soft kiss on his lips.
“I love you, please don’t ever doubt me.” He spoke so softly, begging for Dohwa to allow himself to be loved.
Dohwa closed his eyes, leaning into the hand that was pressed on his cheek. He nodded, it was so soft and slow that he might’ve not caught it if he weren’t staring intently at him, so focused on every movement and tremble that Dohwa displayed.
“Okay…” He whispered back, opening his eyes, and looking down at Eunhyuk.
He smiled, kissing him again, and this time Dohwa kissed back. It was so simple, not like the passionate kiss they shared earlier, this was much more simple, so sweet and so wonderful that he felt his body go lax.
When they pulled away, they both looked dazed, pink dusting their cheeks, and small smiles gracing their lips. It was a look that Dohwa knew Eunhyuk hadn’t shown anyone before, and the thought made him so happy. Nobody knew this side of him, and he loved that. This experience was unique to him and was only his.
“For the record, I love you too.” Dohwa smiled.
Eunhyuk huffed, but his smile widened, and the blonde could’ve sworn that he fell in love all over again when he saw that smile. He smashed their lips together again, letting Eunhyuk’s hands snake their way under his shirt. If he gasped or moaned when he felt cold fingertips brush over his ribs or nipples, well, he would vehemently deny it.
For now, he would enjoy his boyfriend’s presence, his soft kisses, and gentle touches, because it all felt perfect.
Later, he would worry about his job, and maybe he would take Eunhyk’s offer. If he didn’t, he was sure his boyfriend would understand, but he would follow him to the cafe, ordering too much coffee, all while observing him. If Dohwa made too many trips to one table, well, that was a problem for future him and his boss.
He smiled into the kiss, placing his hands on Eunhyuk’s shoulders, squeezing to feel the muscle underneath. God, it was so hot.
When they pulled back, Dohwa could barely breathe, he was a little bit light-headed, but it felt right. The feeling washed over his body and he felt so content.
“You like my muscles, huh?” Eunhyuk teased.
Dohwa rolled his eyes, ignoring the way his face warmed up, probably bright red at this point, or judging by the look he was receiving, he could tell he was as red as a tomato. Not that he could deny the claims, but he wasn’t having fun being teased.
“Yeah, and who's the big pervert who likes my, ‘soft and pale skin’?” Eunhyuk pursed his lips, and a small blush appeared, but the biggest indicator of his embarrassment was his ears.
His ears were so red, and Dohwa couldn’t resist reaching out and touching them.
“Ha..” Eunhyuk sighed, he had been caught.
“Your ears get red when you’re flustered, it’s adorable.” Dohwa teased, but he meant every word.
Leaning in, he placed soft pecks along his ear, making Eunhyuk tense. He felt each kiss shoot electricity right down his spine.
“You like that? Are your ears sensitive?” Dohwa teased, biting down on his ear.
Eunhyuk’s hands twitched. “That’s enough.”
“Hmm?-- Ah!” Dohwa yelped, not expecting to be shoved down again.
Before he could think, Eunhyuk leaned down and bit on his ear, making him gasp.
“What? Are your ears sensitive?” He teased, using his words against him, making Dohwa flush again.
Eunhyuk smirked, one hand rubbing and squeezing Dohwa’s waist, while the other caressed the inside of his thighs. Dohwa trembled.
“Hm? I thought I was the pervert, but it seems like you’re enjoying this.” He snarked, placing kisses on his jaw and down his neck, all the way down to his collarbone.
“Shut up,” Dohwa whined when Eunhyuk bit down, he sucked the skin so tenderly, and it drove Dohwa insane.
When he finally stopped torturing him, he just leaned back with a smirk on his face, one so annoyingly attractive that Dohwa wanted to slap it off of his face, or maybe kiss it off, he didn't have enough time or willpower to decide which one was the better option.
“You’re the worst.” He rubbed the spot that Eunhyuk bit, wincing a little when his nails accidentally scratched the skin.
Eunhyuk quickly pulled his hand away. “Don’t scratch it, you can irritate the skin.”
Dohwa shot him a glare, pulling his hand away.
“You were the one who bit me!” He huffed.
Eunhyuk looked at him, seemingly apologetic. “I’m sorry, it looked very delicious.” Was the last thing he expected him to say.
“You damn–” He grabbed a pillow, hurling it at Eunhyuk, luckily or unluckily for him, he caught it, bringing it down.
“You shouldn’t resort to violence in a relationship, it’s very unhealthy.” His tone made him sound completely serious, but the look on his face told Dohwa everything he needed to know.
He was being teased, again.
“You are insufferable.” He sighed, sitting up.
This time, Eunhyuk let him, well, sort of, because he immediately nuzzled into him, somehow, his arms ended up around his waist again, Eunhyuk’s head tucked in the space between his shoulder and neck. Dohwa giggled a little when tiny hairs tickled his neck. It was nice.
Everything about the scene was so domestic, and Dohwa enjoyed every moment of it. He rested his head against Eunhyuk’s, letting his arms and hands rest over Eunhyuk’s, and he closed his eyes.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you too., Eunhyuk grumbled, closing his eyes, and nuzzling further into his boyfriend's side.
Dohwa chuckled, and looked out the window at the snow-covered street, sun shining brightly. The arms around his waist tightened, and Dohwa couldn't help the smile that graced his lips at the gesture.
The feeling of being loved was more wonderful than anything in the entire world.