This Is Just To Say

Disclaimer: William Carlos William

Warning: (kind of) Boys Love, a lot cursing, possibility of miss typo(s)

A HaeHyuk short drabble

A/n: I was on an ‘Introduction to Poem’ class today and got this super funny poem and suddenly wanted to write something about it. And yes, this is in English. God only knows how much I miss writing in English. Anyway, enjoy ^_^.

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Something wasn’t right the first time Hyukjae opened his eyes. Pain suddenly welcomed him without any of his notice. Goddamn the headache! Hyukjae was never a morning person—not that he knew what time it was but hell he was sure that the sun then had shone through the wide window right above his eyes which unfortunately had its curtain opened.

“!” he cursed rather loudly. He hated that kind of situation when he didn’t remember anything that would likely be the reasons of why he was having that headache in the morning. And he ing hated headache a lot.

“Donghae!” as if awaken from his short amnesty; he sat himself up and called the name of his best friend right away, soon looked around the room he was in. Indeed, he looked for that certain fish called Lee Donghae. He remembered at least the last person that he recorded in mind was with him the night before.

No trace of human movement beside his in the room. Hyukjae had assumed what had happened though. They were celebrating for winning the first prize of the dance competition held by their college. Hyukjae made it clear that he didn’t like drinking alcohol but it seemed that that day was the exception. He remembered drinking and it was a lot. Arrggh…!! Hyukjae wanted to be grumpy for giving up his pride of being non-alcoholic person for twenty years just because of that but chose not to since it was already too late and it was partially his own fault, though he couldn’t stop the urge of wanting to scold Donghae. He was the one with the idea of drinking. That was why.

“Aish, that stupid fish face!” Hyukjae messed up his own hair ignorantly when suddenly he realized there was a paper on his nightstand table. It was folded neatly with the pen above it. Was it Donghae the one putting i