Exceptional poster done by s3xyangel from Forbidden Dreamers Poster Shop.  She is amazing!  XD

So... this would be another request from a friend (I hope you like it!).  The prompt this time was a Donghae and TOP oneshot (piece is more appropriate) and this is what happened.  It was supposed to be a oneshot but we all know how well I do those combined with angst.  lol  This was the result.  I hope you enjoy.  As much as one can enjoy angst at any rate.  >.>

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                “Hmm,” Daesung responded, face slightly concerned as he edged into the hallway.  “Should I let him know you dropped by if I see him?”

                Donghae quickly shook his head and waved his hands in negation, back stepping slightly.  “No.  It’s fine,” he explained, trying to escape.

                “You sure?” the blonde asked, one hand reaching out as if to stop him.

                “I’m good.  Thanks!” Donghae waved, turning and fleeing at a quick walk, still too dazed to feel much of anything yet.  He stared at his reflection in the elevator, ignoring the other passenger with him.  It felt like he didn’t know the man peering back at him and it was an odd feeling…

                It wasn’t until he crumpled into his car, hands resting on the steering wheel, that the emotions caught up to him and he damn near choked on them.  Seunghyun had picked Jiyong up and they were presumably together, wherever they were, since he wasn’t at either apartment and now his phone wasn’t on and he really was cheating on him, wasn’t he?

                With his forehead pressed against the steering wheel, Donghae gasped for breath around sickened, helpless sobs, knuckles sticking out starkly as he gripped the wheel with a vice-like hold.  For a moment, he tried to formulate the thought of turning the car on and actually driving somewhere but his stomach had turned itself into a mutinous ball of nerves and his eyes refused to clear long enough to see straight for more than a couple seconds at a time.  Combined with the decided lack of food, seeing that he hadn’t eaten since lunch and it was dark already, he didn’t have the resistance to do more than kick the seat back and turn onto his side awkwardly, staring at the dark screen of the phone in his hands.

                He had sense enough to make sure the doors were locked but then he turned the phone on and called Eunhyuk.  To make his day even worse, for whatever reason, Eunhyuk didn’t pick up and it went to voicemail so Donghae did the only thing he could think of.  He whimpered in a broken voice, “I really think he’s cheating on me,” and ended the call, dropping the phone into the back seat as he closed his eyes to just rest them for a moment.