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prompt: Kyuhyun and Donghae on a large field with a fresh foot of snow.

Donghae loves winter. It was a fact, one that had been with him ever since he was a child. He had loved playing with his parents, with their warm smiles that he had once worried would melt the wonderful snow. He had loved sneaking around with his brother, hiding behind cars as they attacked their friends with snow.

But nowadays there were other things he liked. The cool breeze which made a certain one’s round nose red. The icy touch of snow on that same person’s pale skin. The warmth seeking cuddles.

It was the little sounds. The squeals during a snowball fight. The laughs whilst making a snowman.

The touches. The hand holding after making snow angels. The leg bumps as they tumble through the snow on a sledge.

Kyuhyun made a sound beside him as he tripped, an indignant squawk reaching his ears and snapping him out of his thoughts.

Donghae tried not to laugh, he really did, but the sound escaped in waves, filling the empty, snow-covered field with joy.

Kyuhyun spluttered, face burning with humiliation. “Shut. Up.”

Yes, his face was red from embarrassment and the cold, and yes it was ever so endearing. Donghae reached a hand out, pulling Kyuhyun off of the floor with a grin.

Winter made him fond of many things, but Cho Kyuhyun was certainly his favourite part of it.

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prompt: Donghae giving Kyuhyun a kiss before going to work and Kyuhyun’s still in bed.

It’s tingly, the kiss Donghae leaves on his lips. It’s like electricity and it zips through him like a lightning bolt. It makes his toes curl and he has to press back into the pillows to control himself as Donghae leans back in, pressing him into the bed even more.

“I’ll see you later.” Donghae’s voice is low, like a dark, misty whisper against his lips. Kyuhyun tries not to whine.

He nods his head meekly, only staring up at Donghae. He can’t help but expect more.

Donghae smiles, and the corner of his eyes crease slightly.

“Later.” He says.

No, not later, Kyuhyun wants to scream, but Donghae’s already up and stepping away before he can blink.

Kyuhyun grabs a pillow and launches it at Donghae but the male slips out of the door before it had even left his hand. The pillow flops to the floor.

Kyuhyun breathes out shakily, hugging his other pillow to himself as he tries to not reach up and touch his lips, the tingly feeling still fluttering through him in waves.

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prompt: Kyuhyun and Donghae going to explore an abandoned house on the edge of town.

“This is stupid.” Kyuhyun mumbles, because, really, it is. They’re going to an abandoned house, which barely anyone even knows about, and barely anyone is near to hear their screams when they inevitably get murdered. They’re just asking for trouble.

Donghae grins. Kyuhyun wants to poke that dumb, handsome face.

“I know.” Donghae says, and Kyuhyun wonders if it’s how stupid this whole thing is that makes Donghae so happy.

Donghae continues to drag him along by his wrist.

“I mean really, why are you even interested in this place?”

Kyuhyun certainly isn’t interested at all.

“I don’t know…doesn’t the mystery excite you? Make you curious? They’re could be a whole bunch of stories and family histories in this place.”

At Kyuhyun’s deadpan expression, Donghae spluttered. “I’m not being weird, everyone’s interested in this place.”

“Uhuh.” That’s definitely a lie.

The building slowly appeared before them, standing on scraps of metal and graffitied bricks. Just.

A cold breeze pushed past them. Almost running away.

“It’ll be fine, Kyu, I’m right here.” Donghae teased as Kyuhyun paled slightly.

“I’m not worried, idiot. This is just dumb, stupid.”

Yeah, not scared at all. Just some dumb, stupidly creepy, but definitely not scary, building.

“Let’s go then.”

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prompt: Kyuhyun and Donghae just booping noses.

The blankets are warm around them. They’re in a little cocoon of warmth and happiness and everything that matters. It’s them. Separated from the world.

It lets them appreciate the small things. The soft skin of Kyuhyun’s forehead. The reflection of light on Donghae’s beautiful eyes. They can only see each other in this moment and it’s perfect.

They can both feel the rising and falling of chests, and Donghae revels in Kyuhyun’s occasional tremor as his thumb rubs his waist. He can feel each time as it builds, study the rapid blinks before the wave rushes through Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun can’t help but whine a little each time too, lowering his head briefly in shyness, and it’s too ing adorable.

Donghae leans forward, wanting to just nuzzle into his boyfriend and see more reactions. He boops their noses together, the soft skin connecting, and Kyuhyun’s fingers curl around his.

Their movements are slow and lazy, because they know there’s nothing to worry about. No judging. Just appreciating.

“Did you just boop my nose?” Kyuhyun asks, far too used to Donghae’s antics to be truly surprised and Donghae chuckles, lazily wrapping an around Kyuhyun, his hand tracing the curve of Kyuhyun’s back.

“Yes?”

Kyuhyun smiles, leaning in to boop his nose back.

“Did you just boop my nose in return?”

“Yes.”

Donghae smiles at the proud tone of Kyuhyun’s reply. He’s warm here in their little cacoon.

And if they did start a nose booping war after that, then it was because he knew he’d found the perfect person to spend the rest of his life with.

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prompt: Kyuhyun and Donghae meeting on a train when Kyuhyun falls asleep on Donghae’s shoulder.

Donghae doesn’t really know what to do when the mysterious stranger’s head falls onto his shoulder. The male’s hair is tickling his neck, and his elbow’s kind of sticking into Donghae’s side.

But it is cute, because he can feel the gentle rising and falling of the male’s chest, hear the little noises which fill his normal silence.

He still doesn’t really know what to do, though. Admiring the male hasn’t really gotten him anywhere.

But maybe he’ll do it for a little longer.

Yeah, that sounds like what he should be doing.

Only to let the cute male rest, of course.

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prompt: omegaverse - Kyuhyun’s first heat in the new apartment

“Hey.” Kyuhyun said, already on Donghae before he’d gotten through the door. The door clicked shut softly and Kyuhyun began undoing buttons and taking off ties.

He had been up the moment he had heard the door creak, and he could tell from the heated look, the hazy possessive scent permeating in the air, that Donghae knew why.

“You could have called.” Donghae whispered against his neck, helping to get his suit jacket off.

Yeah, he could have, and had his alpha pop a in the middle of a photoshoot.

But Kyuhyun couldn’t even find the words to tell him that, too thrilled about being here with Donghae now, not just alone in their big, big apartment. He could feel the muscles flexing under his fingertips as he ripped Donghae’s shirt off, but it was the bonding scent which Donghae released that made him really want. Donghae. Possessive, sweet, caring. Donghae. His alpha. It should have worried him how much he liked the sound of that.

Kyuhyun wasn’t sure where they were going, a bed sounded nice, sure, but that plan was cut short as Donghae pulled him down onto their new velvet grey sofa.

He moaned against Donghae’s neck. His first heat in the new apartment and the want was painful.

“So pretty.” Donghae said, pulling him down onto his lap, and Kyuhyun whined, glowing at the compliment. His hands found their home on Donghae’s shoulders as he leant into the kiss Donghae offered, as their bodies shifted and connected. Too fast. Too slow-

Kyuhyun practically mewled as Donghae’s hand found his , his eyes rolling with the waves of pleasure. He had needed that touch for hours.

“Donghae, Donghae.” He repeated, loving the effect his voice had, but too full of want to make good use of it, his moans displaying his lack of control.

He felt like offering himself to Donghae, his body slick and so, so ready for his alpha. Kyuhyun could have opened himself up if Donghae had asked, but his jaw fell open at the intrusion of Donghae’s . His filled him so nicely and his moans were filled with desperate, wanton joy.

Donghae groaned, always weak for his omega’s pretty voice, biting down on Kyuhyun’s shoulders as Kyuhyun sunk down onto him.

“You are, you know, you’re the prettiest, most perfect, omega.”

And Donghae wasn’t lying. He could imagine how gorgeous Kyuhyun would look when he got them to the bed later, flushed, glowing with sweat, pressed against sheets and pillows.

And that was why he didn’t rush his mate, he was just too perfect to not be given what he wanted.

Kyuhyun began to bounce a little, purposefully mistimed with Donghae’s s, revelling in being ed, until his moans were choppy and his jaw slack. Donghae’s hands slid down his body, his hips, tweaking a , bracing him as he up as Kyuhyun sank down, further and further, groaning and breathing heavily as Kyuhyun devoured him.

Kyuhyun’s eyes squeezed shut in surprise as Donghae’s hand found its way back to his , his moans exhibiting his delight. Donghae’s mouth was wet against his neck as he squeezed, letting Kyuhyun into his hand. Donghae’s hips jolted, seeking even deeper.

“Come for me.” Donghae urged, and he groaned and gasped as Kyuhyun tightened around him, squeezing and rubbing against his growing knot, relishing in the friction as it slipped in and out of his pink hole. He was coming, and nothing could stop it as he settled down fully, letting Donghae up until he was fuller than he had ever felt in his life.

“Come on, come on, come on.”

Donghae’s voice cracked next to his ear, holding Kyuhyun’s body down to fill his omega as much as possible, the knot swelling, nestling deeper.

Kyuhyun could only watch, letting himself lose control as Donghae’s face contorted with pleasure. He shivered, not able to take it anymore, the growing stretch too much, pushing him over the edge.

Kyuhyun’s head fell to Donghae’s shoulder, desperately in oxygen as he tried to catch his breath. He had almost come again from the feeling of being so full, and Donghae’s hips were still jutting up into him slightly.

“Just you wait,” Donghae gasped, almost laughing, mouthing at the skin on the side of his neck. “Until I get you to our bed.”

Kyuhyun felt like laughing himself.

He couldn’t wait.

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prompt: Kyuhyun and Donghae holding hands because there's a crowd but not letting go when they get out of it.

There were two words to describe Donghae: secure and gratifying.

Kyuhyun didn’t know when he had realised this, or when it had become such an obvious fact to him, but assumed it must have been soon after he met the male.

Donghae had always been the nicest to him. He just understood him, his boundaries, his fears.

Donghae just felt safe, and maybe that was why Kyuhyun had grabbed Donghae’s hand without thinking.

People had seemed to just swarm towards them, like a swarm of bees and wasps fighting against each other, fluttering around and bumping into them, all at once.

He didn’t know what he had been hoping for, why it had been such a natural instinct, but Donghae had immediately tightened the hold, and although he couldn’t even see his hyung’s face, it still made his heart jump.

Donghae’s hold on his hand was warm and reassuring, firm and secure in contrast to the anxiety these strangers caused to him. The brush of Donghae’s sleeve sent shivers down his spine, and he could only pray that Donghae wouldn’t notice the slight tremor of his hand.

He wasn’t rushed by Donghae, simply encouraged through the crowd with patient understanding.

And then, the people were gone as they slipped around the corner, away from the busy bustle and Donghae turned to face him, looking downright fond as he grinned.

Kyuhyun’s face burned but a warmth bloomed in his chest as Donghae pulled him closer, an arm around his waist, holding him against his chest, and a smile found its way to his face like the easiest thing in the world.

Secure and gratifying. Among other things.

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prompt: Kyuhyun trying his best to be quiet while Donghae sleeps.

It made his heart ache, every day, without fail, waking up to see Donghae’s wonderful self.

Donghae was like a butterfly to him; a melodious harmony of beautiful patterns, constantly showing you a new part of him with a simple turn, a simple flap of his wings. He was warm, and far too wonderful for this world.

Kyuhyun reached a hand up to his pillow, clenching the fabric in his fist as he resisted the urge to touch.

Donghae’s hair fell over his eyes slightly, casting a shadow, but it only highlighted the sharpness of his nose and the elegance of his jawline. His eyelashes laid against his soft skin, only making him look more handsome with each second.

Kyuhyun breathed out, swallowing, trying to stay quiet throughout his examination of his boyfriend, chewing his lip as time passed without a single second of awkwardness.

He couldn’t resist, though, and reached out, brushing his fingertips through soft brown locks, smiling. It made him feel giddy with love.

Once upon a time, he had simply had to watch from a distance, admiring Donghae, on the sidelines, like everyone else compared to Donghae. Because no one else could compare to Donghae.

It made him smile, and he soaked in this feeling, savouring how lucky he was to be this happy as his fingers continued their wander.

Donghae makes a small sound of content and Kyuhyun’s hand falls away as he smiles, his hand curling back under his chin.

Before he settles, he leans forward and lays a gentle kiss on Donghae’s cheek. He doesn’t know how long he lays there for, admiring new and familiar details.

He falls asleep once again.