Donghae pov

*ding dong*

*ding dong*

*ding dong*

“Aish! Who the heck came to my house this early morning?” I groaned in frustration while threw pillows neared to the floor.

I only want to have a sleep, is it so hard? I didn’t do anything wrong though… wait- I did. I didn’t play with Siwon yesterday because I’m too busy. God, are you punishing me now?

Sighed, I stood up and went to the door, leaving the bed untidy. Blame my overly laziness that I got from Kyuhyun for it.

When I opened the door, I got greeted by a happy Eunhyuk. How do I know that he’s happy? Well… he’s smiling until showing his gum- is it not easy to tell it that he is? My heart pounded loudly seeing this sight. I felt like I was in a sea, swimming with Nemo now, but somehow, another part of me doesn’t feel like it because I’m jealous. Yes, I admit it that I’m jealous because Eunhyuk never- I repeat, never- smile like that to me. Not even once he smiles like that. Heck, he never smiles to me that made me always thinks he’s not human.

So, when I saw he smile, I can’t help but to feel jealous. Maybe I should ask the person who made he smiles later. I chuckled silently.

“Are you going to stand in front of the door for years?”

I slightly jumped upon hearing Eunhyuk’s voice from behind. I quickly turned around, only to see Eunhyuk who was sitting on the couch. Feeling embarrassed, (of course) a tint pink spread on my cheeks. I closed the door and took a seat in front of him.

I hung my head low once I sat down. I can felt Eunhyuk was burning a hole to my head by his eyes. (AN: since Donghae was looking at his feet, so Eunhyuk didn’t see his face- he saw Hae’s head instead. :3)

“Look at my face.”

Eunhyuk’s cold voice made me shivered. Slowly, I looked at his face. Eunhyuk is so handsome. From a simple look turned into a stare. It’s not my fault that I can’t stop looking at his beautiful face. I pitied for myself. This is what I always do; admiring him from far. It’s not fun to do, but that’s what I should do as his husband, right?

Oh, I didn’t tell you guys what our relationship yet! Should I? But you guys seems like you had knew it. Yes, your guess is right- Eunhyuk is my husband, but believe me, we’re actually not. Confused? I mean, we had married, but we didn’t act like one. Eunhyuk never care about me, give me money- when I buy groceries, I use my own money- and sleep with me- we sleep in different house. Our marriage is not happened because of love- it’s because of umma and appa, or should I say, Eunhyuk’s parents.

I shut my eyes for a while. I don’t want to think about my life anymore. Sometimes I wonder why I life and what for I live- I’m useless- and it’s been like… 20 times I tried to make a suicide. It’s good that Sungmin and Kyuhyun stopped me from do so… wait. Scratch that good. That KyuMin might think that it’s good, but I don’t think so- maybe Eunhyuk also thinks so too… Aish! Scratch that maybe! He must think it’s bad that I’m still alive.

I slowly opened my eyes back. I noticed a paper and a pen were on the table which separated Eunhyuk and me. It’s only a table, but why I feel like it’s so far? Why I felt Eunhyuk is so far from me? So far from me to catch…

“What is this?” I asked as I took the paper.

“Just read it, stupid!”

I nodded my head slowly. He always calls me stupid or something worse than that- I had used to it until I felt nothing hearing those call. But! Why my heart felt hurt now? Why must now? It had been a long time since I felt hurt- I didn’t felt anything after I had used to his threatened.

And why I felt like something bad will happen?

I took a deep breath to calm myself, to make myself in ease before read the paper in my heart. My eyes widened once I had finished reading it. I reread the last paragraph again, but this time I read it out loud.

“With this, I, Lee HyukJae, have no re