“Daehyun… Daehyun, wake up…”

Daehyun’s forehead creased as he squeezed his eyes shut a bit tighter, holding the pillow in his arms tighter to his chest as he took a deep breath, trying to will the sound that was trying to pull him from his sleep to go away.

“Dae… C’mon, wake up~”

He hummed a small response, trying to ignore the urge to open his eyes.

“At least let me get up… You’re squishing me, baby.”

At the sound of the pet name, Daehyun couldn’t help but crack open one eyes, squinting down in the darkness of his room at what his sleep hazed mind still labeled his pillow. Youngjae was cuddled close to his chest, lying on his side so that he could face Daehyun. One of the younger’s arms were pinned beneath Daehyun; the other was loosely draped across his waist. Daehyun, however, had both arms wrapped protectively around Youngjae’s torso, and had his legs tangled within the others, keeping Youngjae pretty much from being able to squirm out of his hold.

Another soft hum was Daehyun’s only reply as he pouted out his lips.

Youngjae sighed, scooting around in Daehyun’s arms the best he could and craning his neck up to give the elder a light peck on his lips, “Good morning, Dae… Can I get up now?”

“Nahuh…” Daehyun nuzzled his nose into Youngjae’s hair, keeping his arms wound tightly round the other, smiling as he could feel Youngjae let out a heavy sigh against his neck.

“Five more minutes, then we have to get up.”

“Mhmm…” Daehyun hummed, his eyes already closing again as he drifted back off into the land of sleep. He didn’t even have a chance to slip back into his dreams when he was being drug back into consciousness by a soft heat on his neck. He turned his head to the side, trying to force the sleepiness from his mind as the soft kisses along his neck traveled from his collar bone to his jaw line, Youngjae’s teeth every now and then gently grazing against his skin.

“Daehyun…”

Every thought of simply sleeping was driven to the far corners of his mind at the sound of his own name said in such a breathy way. He rolled over quickly, catching Youngjae by surprise as he straddled the younger’s waist. He took a hold of Youngjae’s hands, interlacing their fingers and pinning Youngjae’s hands to the bed on either side of his head as he returned the kisses Youngjae had bestowed on him. He slowly trailed his kisses down Youngjae’s jaw line before hovering over the boy, smirking lightly, “Good morning…”

“You know… had I known you would have moved that fast earlier, I would have done it sooner…” Youngjae said, smiling back up at Daehyun, hints of laughter in his voice as he took in the others bed-hair as it stuck up in impossible angles and sleep wrinkled clothes.

Daehyun couldn’t help but smile back down at Youngjae. He gentle squeezed the hands that were clasped within in own as he leaned forward and let his lips mold against Youngjae’s again. Daehyun could feel Youngjae tilt his head just a bit, arching his body farther into Daehyun’s as the elder gently at his bottom lip.

The soft kissing would have continued, and Youngjae was sure that it would have lead into something more had the sudden shrill sound of the insane ringtone on Daehyun’s phone not broken the otherwise peaceful silence that surrounded them.

The sound surprised Daehyun, who sprang back with sudden shock that once more after having shared a bed together, Youngjae was left scrambling to the edge to stare down at where he had collapsed onto the floor. He smiled gently, “You okay?”

“Ah… yeah…” he grumbled, feeling around for yesterday’s jeans where ever he had thrown them on the floor before pulling his cell from the front pocket. “Hyung? Is everything okay?”

Youngjae instantly sobered, watching Daehyun intently as he tried to make out what Yongguk was saying on the other line. Whatever it was, it must have been good news, because Daehyun sank back onto the floor with a heavy sigh, “Thank god… Okay, yeah, we’ll get dressed and come up there so you can bring the boys home to get some sleep… yeah… Okay. We’ll see you in a few…”

After Daehyun hung up the phone, he looked up to Youngjae who was still leaning over the edge of the bed, “The surgery went without any complications. Besides a bit of a reaction to the pain meds they have him on, Himchan hyung is awake.”

Youngjae let out the breath he didn’t remember holding, feeling the relief wash over him.

In the end, both Youngjae and Daehyun skipped breakfast, choosing rather to throw on whatever they could get their hands on first before running out to the van to get to the hospital as fast as they could. Daehyun pulled into the first available parking space, hurrying into the hospital with Youngjae in tow. It wasn’t until they got passed the reception area that Youngjae took charge, taking Daehyun’s hand lightly and mumbling a soft “It’s this way, Dae… Don’t you remember?” with a small smile. They were back in the waiting room where Yongguk and Zelo were waiting patiently for them, both looking extremely worn out and tired.

“Jongup hyung is saying goodbye to Himchan hyung right now; he said he’d be down with JB hyung in a minute…” Zelo said instantly, noticing the twin looks of confusion on Daehyun and Youngjae’s face. He suppressed a yawn, slumping farther into his seat.

“You’ve got yourself a good friend, Youngjae…” Yongguk said, looking up at the younger. “Himchan isn’t... well… he’s… uh, pain medication isn’t… kind to him. JB has been great with keeping him from telling the other nurses anything that shouldn’t be shared.”

Youngjae smiled just a bit, rubbing the back of his neck. The door was pushed open before any more conversation could be passed and Jongup slipped into the room.

“I got him to go to sleep…” Jongup stared blankly at Youngjae for a few minutes before smiling as usual, “He seems to be getting a bit more lucid.”

Yongguk nodded, looking over to the maknae who was still slumped down in his seat, “Yah… Zelo~ Wake up…” He sighed, “Aish, you are seriously to tall for me to keep doing this… Jongup, I’ll meet you down at the car, okay?” He said, reaching out to get the keys from Daehyun before stooping in front of Zelo and easing the sleeping maknae onto his back before leaving the waiting room.

“You guys are terrible liars. If you don’t want us to know, you really shouldn’t share clothes so soon.” Jongup said, his smile still innocent as he stared at Youngjae.

Youngjae blanched, looking down at his shirt quickly paling as he noticed in the haste to get dressed, he had in fact ended up grabbing one of Daehyun’s shirts, not that it mattered much size wise.

Daehyun paled significantly, “J...Jongup, it’s not what you think—“

Jongup held up his hand, “I know nothing, don’t worry, hyung.”  He said, patting Daehyun’s shoulder lightly. “Anyways, I’ve got to go catch up with Yongguk hyung and Zelo… Just one thing, if Himchan says something that you don’t understand… just go with it, otherwise, he gets a bit violent…”

He was almost completely out of the door before he looked back at them, raising his fist slightly in the air with a small, “DaeJae, hwaiting~” before disappearing.

“…. How the hell does he do that?” Youngjae asked, looking down at the t-shirt he had on once more. “Is it really that obvious?” He paused, "He won't tell the others, will he?"

Daehyun shook his head, “Jongup is a fluke. But he's good about keeping secrets.” He leaned over and kissed Youngjae’s temple softly, “Besides, I like the fact that you’re wearing my shirt… Now c’mon, let’s go see Channie.”

Youngjae reached over, smacking Daehyun’s arm lightly, “Dae… Dae, he’s waking up!” he whispered quickly, looking back to the bed as the raven haired man turned slowly. He and Daehyun had been in Himchan’s room for nearly two hours already, trying to remain silent as to not wake the sleeping male. As much as Youngjae wanted him to get the proper rest so that he could heal, the mere beep of the heart monitor just wasn’t enough reassurance that Himchan truly was okay.

Himchan was slow to actually get his eyes open, blinking owlishly up at the two staring expectantly back at him. He looked away, taking in the sight of the rest of the room in a lazy manor before he opened his mouth. “Puppy?” His voice was just as deep and raspy as normal, if not more so because he had just woken up.

Youngjae turned to Daehyun, raising an eyebrow in confusion as Daehyun waved him off.

“Hyung, Jongup had to go back home to get some rest…”

Himchan pouted, looking genuinely sad, “I wanted little cuddles…” He continued to pout for several minutes before the expression finally cleared away and he looked at Youngjae as he rose up his good arm, beckoning him over. “Little cuddles!” He demanded.

Youngjae looked between Daehyun and Himchan, “What are little-“

“He wants a hug, Jae…” Daehyun said, smiling a little as Youngjae nodded in sudden understanding. Careful of the different wires and IV lines hooked up to Himchan, Youngjae leaned over the low rail of the bed and gave Himchan and gentle hug.

“How do you feel, hyung?”

“Like… Like, I’m trying to catch a frog… while… walking like a cow.” Himchan stated, looking up at Youngjae. “You know?”

“Uh…” Youngjae stared back, “Y… yeah, I know what… you mean.”

Himchan nodded, apparently happy that his got his point across to Youngjae. His eyes slowly drifted over to Daehyun and the pout pulled at his features again, “Looks like marshmallows… “ He mumbled, his words slurring towards the end. He blinked heavily before returning his attention to Youngjae, “Dinosaurs don’t like it... make kimchi, but don’t put any in the cake…”

Youngjae just stared back, his mouth hanging open just barely as he slowly nodded, “O…of course, hyung. No kimchi in the cake…”

“It’d just be silly…” Himchan turned his attention to the door at the sound of the soft knock on the wood. “Nobody is here… go away after beeeeepppp…” He giggled a little, his head lolling back so he could look back over to Youngjae and Daehyun as JB slowly slipped into the room.

“Himchan, it’s just me, JB… You remember?”

Himchan furrowed his eyebrows briefly, glancing over at JB as he approached the foot of his bed. “Mmm,” His eyes suddenly widened as he tried to sit up in the bed, “YAH!!” he shouted, pushing against JB as he quickly walked over to ease him back into the bed.

“Kittens don’t like milk!!” Himchan shouted, continuing to shove at JB with his good hand.

“No, they don’t, Himchan. Perhaps instead, they like ice cream… Vanilla or Chocolate?”

Himchan froze, blinking several times at JB before settling back, “Vanilla.” He said, pulling a pout, “But marshmallows get none because they sound funny!”

JB looked confused, “Himchan, I need you to be more specific about the marshmallows…?”

Himchan barely lifted his hand from the bed, waving it wildly in Daehyun’s direction, “Can’t you see the marshmallows! Right there!! Are you blind!?”

JB nodded, “I am, Himchan. Did you forget?”

Himchan suddenly looked saddened, “I did…” He pouted once more.

JB looked over at Daehyun and Youngjae, “I’m sorry about… this. Yongguk hyung warned me that he had… reactions to pain medications. We are giving him the lowest dosage possible, but… well, you see…”

“But you don’t…” Himchan said, bursting into a sudden fit of giggles.

JB chose to ignore Himchan as he continued to laugh at his own joke. “Alright, so you already know that the surgery was a success. We were worried about his reaction to the anesthesia, because he didn’t go under so well, but, aside from… this, all vital signs are normal. We’re going to keep him for at least another week to make sure that everything beginnings the process of healing, and I highly recommend that you get him to a physical therapist once he is healed enough so he doesn’t lose the strength in his arm. You don’t want to wait too long, but pushing it to fast can do more damage—“

“Karakaerokidara huuuuuh! Whachou~~ … Wow!” Himchan grinned after making the odd sequence of sounds, looking between the three stares that slowly made their way to him.  

“I… honestly have no idea what to make of that, Himchan.” JB said slowly.

“That’s cause Imma al-lie-an~” Himchan insisted, breaking apart the syllables for a more dramatic effect. Suddenly his eyebrows furrowed once more and he looked down at his arm, staring at the straps that kept the sling firm against his chest to keep him from move it. “I think I was shot…” He said in a moment of clarity.

JB nodded, “Mhmm…” he said, walking over to the small machine next to Himchan. “You were shot, Himchan. Don’t worry though, you’ll feel better after you sleep, okay?”

“Y…yah….” Himchan tried to reach over and swat at JB, “Dun touch that... You’re getting peanut butter in the soup…” His blinks became slower as he continued to wave his hand at JB, trying to get the nurse away from the medicine pump. After a few short seconds, his arm fell limply onto the bed, his hand hanging over the side as his eyes drifted shut.

JB took the thin wrist in his hand, pressing his fingers gently against his vein as he tilted his free hand to stare at the watch, silently counting along with it before replacing Himchan’s arm on the bed.

Youngjae shook his head, looking to Daehyun, “Next time… He’s not allowed to get hurt. I don’t think I could handle much more of him on medication like this.”

Daehyun nodded in agreement.

JB, however, shrugged, “I’ve seen worse…” He said, smiling, “Last week we had a guy that wanted to be released, but he was still to medicated for us to let him leave. So, he shoved his hand down the front of his pants and insisted if we didn’t give him his release forms, he would e right then and there – claimed that we’d regret it because apparently he’s really loud when he comes.”

Youngjae and Daehyun both stared in horror as JB as the nurse got ready to leave.

“Wait! What happened?” Daehyun asked with mild curiosity.

“What? Oh… He really wasn’t that loud… Anyways, press the call button if you need anything, okay?”

“This is bad. This is really ing bad… What the hell were you thinking?!” Suho slammed his hands down onto table separating him from the red haired male in front of him.

Tao merely shrugged, “I hit one of them before my cover was compromised.”

“Why the hell did you go without back up—“

“Suho, calm down. I told you, we have everything worked out. Kai was waiting to get him out of there if things turned sour.”

Suho sighed, throwing himself back into his seat as he pinched the bridge of his nose, “Okay, just. Give me the report already.”

Tao nodded, “My original target remains unharmed, due to a series of lucky events. My first shot hit the next to eldest of the known members of B.A.P, I do not have knowledge on his condition at this moment—“

“What series of events kept you from firing the shot on a clearly open target?” Suho asked, his voice strained.

“At the last moment, he ducked down to tie his friend’s shoe. Next time I will take into account of all possibilities.”

“Good, you had better. We can’t keep this up; B.A.P will become suspicious of our actions. We must first eliminate U-Kiss.” Suho said, looking up to match Tao’s gaze. “I don’t want to hear about another failure, or you will be sent back to China. I will not have incompetent men who can’t even fire one good shot beneath me.”

Tao nodded, standing and offering a light bow, “Yes sir.”

“Suho hyung!”

“Yes, Chen?”

“I just got word in from our informant at Jaehyo’s place. Two of B.A.P’s members were there yesterday after the shooting, Yongguk and Daehyun?, and went to talk to Jaehyo privately. She didn’t catch all of their conversation, but they were asking about us.” Chen glanced down at his notes, “She said a guy named Taeil agreed that he’d build a profile on us for B.A.P.”

“Damnit…” Suho turned to Tao, “Don’t up again. I don’t want him to see tomorrow. Now go.”

I don't know if any of you guys followed me on my original Super Junior oneshots, but, last December I had my tonsils removed. 90% of what Himchan said was the sort of stuff I told my mom while on pain medication (I do not react well). This includes "I feel like i'm trying to catch a frog while walking like a cow" which are the exact words I told my nurse when I woke up in recovery and she asked how I was feeling. She called my mom in to get her to translate and we still have no idea what exactly I ment.

Needless to say, Himchan is high.

Also, I am sure everyone has heard Himchan speaking the the mato language, but i linked it to the youtube video, just incase you wanted to hear it again.

More Exo? I hope you enjoy? 

Cuddles,

Lynn