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This was my first fanfiction that I wrote a long time ago and I had posted this up before but I didnt know how to use aff so here i am with the newly editted and beta-ed version of this. 

Preview of Chapter One

-Hey! I’m Mr. Simple-

The phone rang loudly as Lee Donghae ran around his large, messy house, slamming his skinny body into the corner of his glass table and throwing the covers of his twin sized unmade bed.

“Where the is it?”

-Because I naughty naughty-

He ran into his dog Bada and scrambled inside his kitchen.

-Sesangi nae mam daero andwindago hwaman naemyeon andwae geureol piryo eobtji-

Finally he found his iPhone 4s and pressed ‘answer’ just before the song stopped.

“Yoboseyo?”

“Annyeong! What’s up Donghae~ I was almost going to hang up on you because you wouldn’t pick up.”

“Mian hamnida Jongwoon hyung~” Donghae said smiling, “I couldn’t find my phone.”

“Again?? Let me guess, it was in the kitchen again.” Jongwoon laughed, “Anyways are you free today?”
“Why?”

“Because I wanted to go to Bluesea with y-”

“I'm coming. Come pick me up in thirty minutes, I’ll be ready by then.”

“Okay see you. Ddo Bwayo~”

-

Donghae jumped around excitedly, looking for his favourite skinny red jeans (red was his favourite colour). He loved going to Bluesea, the aquarium nearby in the city of Seoul, especially with Jongwoon, although he just wanted to see the turtles. Donghae had to look at every single exotic fish that danced around him. He took a shower, pulled on a tight black t-shirt, slipped on his vans and walked out of his apartment door in thirty minutes.

Just as promised Jongwoon and his car were already there.

“Annyeong Jongwoon! Are you ready to parteehh?”
“It’s hard to believe you’re 26 already. You act like you’re 5 all the time.”

“-Let’s party tonight!”

Jongwoon laughed and stepped into his car. And, just like they did every Sunday, they drove to Bluesea. They paid and Donghae immediately stopped talking, just as always.

“Can we pleeeeaassseee check the turtles first this time?” Jongwoon asked.

“Eh…”

“I’ll buy you Kimchi-jjiggae (kimchi stew) for dinner!”

“Deal.”

-

They walked (well Jongwoon tried to rush Donghae and pushed him ahead but Donghae was taking in everything he could) and eventually went to the turtle section.

Jongwoon stared at the turtles without moving a muscle.

“Are you even breathing? You already have turtles. Do you want more or something? They’re just turtles. They all look the same to me.” Donghae’s annoying rant started as usual the minute they walked in but Jongwoon was used to it already and he learned to shut him out.

BANG BANG CRRAAASSSHHH

BOOM

Jongwoon turned around surprised by the sudden noise. The turtle section was usually dead quite except for Donghae’s about how turtles all looked the same to him. He was so rude when it came to turtles. Jongwoon had already named half of them at the aquarium as if they were his.

“Donghae-yah?” he asked out loud wondering where in the world he could disappear off too in such a small place that was just filled with glass containers.

His eyes looked around the room and finally found Donghae with a taller man with blonde hair carrying a paint brush and a tub of white paint.

“Aaarrrgghhhhh how dare you ruin my favourite jeans!!!” Jongwoon saw Donghae yell at the other, staring down at his red jeans.

“I'm sorry!!!” the other cried desperately, “I'm so sorry, I’ll get it washed immed-”

“God dammit. I'm not that mean, you don’t have to do that, just come with me to the ing washroom.”

“I. The washroom?

“What, do you think I’m going to do something to you in the washroom? ing come and help me get this white paint off. It’s my fault too. Partially. I wasn’t looking where I was walking.”

“I… Okay.”

What the just happened. Jongwoon thought to himself.

He watched as Donghae and the other walked into the washroom.

Damn they look good together.

Wait what.

I wonder if Donghae’s gay.

…

Whatever. My babies come here my turtles~

-

“Ugh.” Donghae grunted angrily once they were in the washroom.

“I'm sorry.” The other whispered. He looked about Donghae’s age, a few cm taller and had the largest eyes Donghae had ever seen, which were half covered by his super soft looking blonde hair which had a messy style. He had on a pair of thick, black glasses, which made him look pretty nerdy. He had strong looking arms (Donghae was immediately jealous of them) and he was wearing a Bluesea uniform, which was a white

t-shirt with the logo on the chest and blue shorts, which revealed the others legs.

Did we mention that they were skinny as ?

“What’s your name?”

“I. What? Uh…”

“Are you always this awkward? You ruined my pants. And I don’t want to call you mister or something, you seem like you’re the same age as me. So spill.”

“Hyukjae.” The other stammered, “Lee Hyukjae.”

“Lee? Cool.”

He just almost blurted out that it was like they were married. Almost. Thank god he didn’t. That would have been awkward.

“What’s your name?”

“Donghae. Lee Donghae.”

“Donghae? That’s an interesting name.”

“Yeah I know. East Sea. Laugh all you want.”

“I wasn’t going to laugh. I like that name.”

“I- wait what?”

“I really like that name. Lee Donghae. I like the way it flows you know, when you say it.”

“You nerd. But thank you. No one has ever said that to me before.”

Hyukjae suddenly turned red and covered his eyes with his bangs, which did nothings as it already was half covered.

“D…Do you want me to like… help you take off the paint? I'm really sorry.”
“It’s okay. But you better ing not do that again.”

“I won’t, I promise. Here,” he some paper towels under the tap and gave it to him, “use this, maybe it’ll work.”

Donghae took the wet paper and his hand brushed Hyukjae’s slightly.

I refuse to be gay. Donghae thought.

There is no way I am gay. No way.

Right?