Should I or should I not?

Should I or should I not?

Donghae was restless. He couldn't help but think about Hyukjae ever since he came back to his flat. His body was tingling with sweet sensations and he was unable to keep his hand off his cheek, the cheek where his Hyukjae had kissed him. HIS? Since when did Hyukjae become his??

He kept caressing his cheek with a deep red hue on both his cheeks. He never imagined that a simple gesture like that could make him a complete mess. Donghae nibbled on his lower lip thinking about the other. 

Did he already like him?

He was sweet. Infact, the sweetest person Donghae had ever met. Donghae always had a lot of scenarios in his mind about his future partner. He could never be sure of his uality, well because, he didn't have much experience. Well, had no experience. But, he was sure, he could feel things for Hyukjae. Well, how can he not? If Hyukjae was that sweet to anyone, he is sure even Voldemort can fall in love with him.

But, why isn't he texting? Ugh, I've been waiting for so long. Donghae grumbled. It's true he had been waiting for the elder's text since an hour now. 

A little voice in his head told him to text the other first. But, he just couldn't. He sighed. This was not going well. Not going well for his heart.

A sudden vibration on his phone was all it took for Donghae to brighten up his mood and sit straight on his bed. He knew it was Hyukjae. His heart told him it was him.

Hyukjae: Hey precious. What you doing?

Donghae couldn't help but smile a little at the endearment used by other. He was still not used to hearing such words. It always made his heart run faster. He didn't know when will he get used to them.

Donghae: Hi. I was just going to sleep. 

Hyukjae: Ah, you were going to sleep, without talking to me? :(

Donghae: I did wait for your text but you seem to be busy.

Hyukjae: Donghae, you can text me first too, you know? You don't have to wait for my text.

Donghae: I just thought you might be busy and I didn't want to bother you.

Hyukjae: Donghae, how many times have I told you that you can't bother me? Please stop thinking like that. I'll be happy to know you think about me too.

Donghae: I do think about you.

Hyukjae: Really?

Donghae: Yes.

Hyukjae: What do you think about me?

Donghae: I think that you are a nice guy. 

Hyukjae: Nice? Just nice?

Donghae: noooo! You are also very smart and very good in playing soccer. Oh btw, thank you for teaching me today. I forgot to say that to you.

Hyukjae: seriously? I should be thanking you. Hyukjae recalled Donghae's face and body covered with sweat. How the little droplets of water moved from his forehead to his lips and neck. How he wanted to wipe those off his face and neck by his fingers (lips, to be exact) and how his body was electrified whenever their bodies brushed against each other. He remembered staring at the younger's a little too much and thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking right now. Donghae would get appalled if he knew what Hyukjae thought after seeing his perfect .

Donghae: Thanking me? Why?

Hyukjae: Ahh, nothing nothing. So what are your plans for tomorrow, Donghae?

Donghae: Like usual, no plans. 

Hyukjae: Oh, then would you like to spend some time with me?

Donghae: like on a date?

Hyukjae: Yes, like on a date. Is there any place you would like to go?

Donghae thought about that one place he had always wanted to go with his partner. He had been there once with his high school friends but the place was buzzing with couples fondling with each other and Donghae couldn't help but feel lonely. The couples seemed to be in their own world and it made Donghae feel a little lonely. He did enjoy it with his friends but it would have been better if he had gone with someone special.

Biting on his lips and thinking whether he should suggest it or not or what Hyukjae would think, he decided to keep it for the next time! (if there was to be another date)

Donghae(after 5 minutes): umm no, I don't have such a place.

Hyukjae: I know you do, that is why you took so much time to reply me, right? Tell me na ba