Donghae slowly opened the door, slid himself in then closed it without making any sound but a faint “Click” when he locked it. Now, there’s no escaping him. He’s fed up with this guy treating him like a plague. He stayed still at the back of the door eyeing him while he was fixing his bed. As always, he’s the neat freak. He just got back. He was exhausted from filming his parts on an SBS drama he was recently casted in. And the last thing he needs right now is Eunhyuk with his indifference. It was just months ago when they were perfectly fine.

He cleared his throat to make his presence known, rather to make the other acknowledge that he knows that he knows he’s there watching him. Of course, Eunhyuk is aware of him being there, judging from the way he’s failing to properly fold his blanket.

“You've been avoiding me.” he said as soon Eunhyuk turned around to look at him

“No.” he replied then pretended to be busy with his beddings again

“Yes, you do.” Donghae insisted as he took a few steps towards him

“I'm just busy.” Eunhyuk said after finally getting rid of the crumpled sheets on his bed, “I'm tired Hae. Let’s talk tomorrow.”

Tired? You don’t know what tired is, Hyuk!

I’m tired of you avoiding me!

I’m tired of you making me miserable!

I’m tired of you driving me crazy!

I’m tired of secretly loving you…

Donghae stopped walking when he was only a foot away from Eunhyuk’s back, “Tell me.”

“Tell you what?”

“What did I do?”

He heard him sigh before saying, “Nothing.”

He’s getting more frustrated by the minute. Why won’t Eunhyuk just tell him what’s wrong? “Then why are you angry?”

“I am not angry.”

“Then why wouldn't you talk to me?”  He felt something hot accumulating at the side of his eyes.

God no. Not the tears. Not now please. If I cry now, I wouldn’t be able to talk to him.

He heard Eunhyuk breathe heavily again, “Isn't this talking?”

Hyuk, you’re so near…yet so far…Don't do this...

Being the crybaby that he is, he felt tears slowly escaping his eyes. He moved a tad bit more then rested his forehead on Eunhyuk’s nape. “This is fighting.” he whispered while trying his best not to turn the silent tears into soft sobs.

“Go away.”

“...”

“I want to rest.”

“I miss you Hyuk…” he finally said while his arms automatically wrapped around Eunhyuk’s slim waist.

“...” He heard Eunhyuk g