Donghae stopped taking his depression medication the day he realized they were useless. He realized pulling himself out of bed at four in the morning to write poems on his laptop was a sleepless ritual. The action eased him, in a way, to indulge in the anger-fueled counterpart that resided in his mind. It was soothing.  That is, until he decided a cup of coffee was due.

A collection of various Eunhae drabbles that weren't long enough to warrant writing an entire one-shot! (I do not own the people these characters are based on, but I do own the stories.) ENJOY~