Donghae heard a soft whimper and he cracked his eyes open to see where he was. The room was painted white, so plain and boring unlike his lightblue walls, so he knew he definitely spent the night in Hyukjae's place. He should have let the drowsiness lull him back to sleep but another whimper caught his attention and he tried to sit up to check what the hell it was. But as he attempted to do so, an unexpected surge of pain struck him, right on his rear end specifically and then there's his chest, his clothes sprawled all over the floor, a sulking and fully-covered-with-the-blanket Hyukjae and Donghae figured it all out. 

Oh.

He tried to move, but he realized it was a little impossible because his still hurt. He looked over to the source of his misfortune and found him in a blanket cocoon,  weeping and sulking with his face as the only part of him that wasn't covered. Donghae quirked an eyebrow, from the looks of it it's like he was the one who did the defiling.

He noticed how Hyukjae was actually murmuring to himself and was probably not aware that he's already awake. Getting a little mischievous, he plopped himself before the said boy, successfully startling him as he let out a yelp, and Donghae could have laughed hard if not for another shot of pain that creeped on his back. 

"Good morning Hyukkie~.", he muttered nevertheless, and said boy widened his eyes before hiding his face under the blanket. Donghae frowned. Hyukjae's acting like a ing when he was unstoppable last night.

Oh wait, Hyukjae was a . 

"I slept with my best friend.", Donghae heard Hyukjae under the covers and he grinned. 

"Yeah, you're kinda wild last night.", he teased and he swore he felt Hyukjae shivered.

"I can't believe it!", he whined and Donghae cackled before letting out a pout.

"You say it like it's a bad thing.", he said and Hyukjae's head popped out again, his eyes wide and horrified.

"Of course it's a bad thing! You're my best friend! Your father's going to kill me!", Hyukjae blurted out then coming to comprehend another fact, he looked even more terrified. "My father's going to kill me!"

Donghae rolled his eyes. Hyukjae was forever dramatic.

“Stop talking like it’s a big deal. If there’s anything, you should actually be thankful. I gave you a ticket out of Islands.”, Donghae teased as he stood up in all his glory, bending down to pick up his boxers and giving Hyukjae a full view of his . The boy gulped, immediately averting his eyes because he didn’t need an at this early in the morning.

“As if you’re the one to speak! You yourself was a either!”, Hyukjae bit back and this caused Donghae to stumble from wearing his boxers, hurriedly pulling it up before looking back at Hyukjae.

“Excuse me?”, he uttered with furrowed eyebrows and hands on his waist.

Hyukjae snorted, secretly glad that his best friend was at least covered. “You were a too. You were so.. tight.”

They both sported scarlet faces and Donghae wanted to strangle Hyukjae right there and then because how could he be so blunt?

“But that’s because the last time I had one was over a month ago!”, Donghae tried to save face but Hyukjae only scoffed.

“Oh yeah? And who were you with? That ing pop singer in your iPad wallpaper?”, Hyukjae uttered and Donghae scowled before throwing him the first thing his hand took a hold of.

Which was a pair of jeans.

Which had a belt on.

Which had a metal buckle that unfortunately hit Hyukjae on his temple.

“You don’t know anything!”, Donghae yelled before running to Hyukjae’s bathroom and slamming the door close in full force. Hyukjae groaned and massaged the part that hurt, glaring at his bathroom’s door as if by doing so he could also hit Donghae. Why was he so violent?

He didn’t even know why he had to deny. It’s obvious it was his first time.

It was both their first time.

Hyukjae whined some more remembering that.

“I’m not a anymooorree~~~”, he wailed against his blanket. He began kicking everything off his bed, pouting and sulking with the situation and muffling a scream with his pillow. And then, several seconds of being childish later, he stopped, took the pillow of his face and blinked.

“I’m not a anymore.”, he whispered, and eyeing the whole place as events of what happened the night before started playing in his mind, he unconsciously let out a grin. He suddenly felt so happy he had to cup his face to stop himself from smiling.

He’s not a anymore.

And he did it with Donghae.

Somehow, it wasn’t seemed so bad.

this could be a full-blown fic lol but idk because you know how lazy i am hah good night o/