Child At Heart
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melodyprower11Title: Child at Heart Chapter 6
Rating: PG-13 for language
Length: 1657 words
Pairing: HanHae
Summary: Han Geng thinks that Donghae would make a good little brother, and denies that his affections could lay in any other direction. Unfortunately for him, he may just find that you should be careful what you ask for, Some wishes have a nasty habit of coming true.
Han Geng paces back and forth in the entryway of the dorm. Every so often he throws a glance at the clock hanging on the wall. They'd already called a few people to look for Donghae, but no luck yet, and management wanted them to stay at the dorm.
7:30
He heaves a sigh. Come home already. This was not like Donghae to just up and disappear or lie about where he was going.
8:00
He shares a glance with Leeteuk, who is also in the entry way, but leaning against the wall and tapping his foot nervously. Where was Donghae? Why hadn’t he called back? Donghae checked his phone religiously, almost as often as Heechul checked twitter.
8:15
Eunhyuk calls out, “Will you two sit down? You’re driving me crazy.” Leeteuk looks at the door one last time before slinking dejectedly into the living room. Sungmin and Eunhyuk look pointedly at Han Geng, but he ignores them, and tries his phone again. He gets sent straight to voice mail for the ninth time.
“Donghae, PLEASE call me back.”
8:30
Siwon, who had come home halfway through the ordeal, drags him over to the couch. Han Geng slumps and raises a hand to his forehead.
His head aches from clenching his jaw too hard.
Siwon and Leeteuk exchange a knowing look behind his back.
8:37
Someone fumbles with the lock at the door. Everyone straightens, but It’s Ryeowook who stumbles into the dorm with groceries.
He blinks, seeing everyone gathered in the living room. “Whats going on?”
Han Geng buries his face into his hands, and Siwon rubs his back, as Leeteuk explains.
He is not going to cry dammit. He’s just frustrated. And tired.
8:43
Someone is at the lock again. They fumble around, for what seems like forever, and but eventually stop. A soft knock sounds at the door.
“C-can someone l-let me in?”
It’s muffled, but It’s Donghae, and Han Geng nearly trips over Eunhyuk sprawled out on the floor in his haste to get to the door.
Han Geng flings the door open, and is met with a very much blue Donghae, and fuck that had better not be water causing his clothes to cling to him like that.
The shorter man’s eyes darken for a split second, before he struggles to move his lips into a smile. “H-hey hyung.”
Han Geng reaches out and draws him into the dorm by his shoulders. He hisses in shock at how cold the other man is. He shuts the door with a foot and the others come into the room.
He’s soaking wet and there is mud splashed across his face. There is no way he isn’t going to get sick at this rate, and Han Geng quickly starts with removing the younger’s jacket.
“Donghae what happened! Where have you been?” Leeteuk exclaims.
God, he’s freezing. He needs to warm up, and fast. Han Geng snaps out, “Sungmin, can you go get some clean clothes? We need to get him out of this and warmed up.”
Leeteuk has figured out the problem by then, and nods when Sungmin looks at him in question.
Together they quickly get Donghae out of the wet clothes, with minimal resistance, Han Geng pauses when he notices the mud and dirt that had slipped under the clothing, but Siwon quickly wraps a blanket around the shivering man.
Soon Sungmin comes back in with clothes, and they move to get Donghae dressed, but he refuses. “I-I’m dirty. I w-want to wash off.” He shivers violently at the end of his sentence.
Han Geng, narrows his eyes. “You really need to get warmed up Hae.”
Donghae looks at him pleading his eyes. “W-warm shower?”
Leeteuk looks at Han Geng. He sighs. “I suppose it won’t hurt. I’d really prefer to warm you up first though.” He glances over. “Siwon!”
The man looks up.
“Can you go start a bath, warm water for now, not hot?” Siwon’s brows furrow and Han Geng nods at Donghae. “He’s so cold I don’t think it would be a good idea to just dump him in hot water.”
Siwon nods in comprehension, and heads to the bathroom.
Leeteuk speaks again as they start heading slowly to the bathroom. “Donghae, where were you? What happened?”
Donghae is silent as he’s been up till then, but eventually he speaks up, his eyes taking a moment to focus on the leader. “I-I dropped s-something i-i-in the water at the p-pa-park, and I fell in while tr-trying to get it b-back out.”
Donghae refuses to meet their eyes as he says it, and while its plausible Han Geng doesn’t think it’s the whole truth.
What was he hiding? Why?
And Why did he worry so much about the young brunette? He’d not gotten this worked up over something since the time his mothers phone line went out and he couldn’t get a hold of her for over a week. It was silly in retrospect, Donghae had only been gone a few hours, nothing worth the near mental break down he’ll barely admit he nearly had.
What made him so different from everyone else?
Donghae doesn’t say anything after that, even when Eunhyuk prods him to tell them where he had gone in the first place, why he had said they were going to meet up, seeming to instead be focusing on just putting one foot in front of the other.
When they reach the bathroom the tub is finishing filling up, and they quickly help Donghae in. He hisses at first, but slumps back against the wall, eyes hooded and slowly gazing about the room. Han Geng draws Siwon and Leeteuk over to the side, and Han Geng says, “Someone needs to tell the manager hyungs. I really doubt he’s going to be in any condition to complete his schedule tomorrow.”
Leeteuk looks over at Han Geng. “You seem to know a lot about this.”
Han Geng shrugs uncomfortably. “We had a few bad winters when I was young. I got caught out in the snow a few times myself.”
Leeteuk looks back at Donghae, Concern darkening his eyes. “I hate to leave, but you’re right, I really should let every know what’s going on.” He sighs and blows his hair out of his face. “What a mess.”
He walks away but stops after a few feet. “Keep an eye him, Hannie?”
Why would he even ask?
“Of course.”
Leeteuk smiles quickly, and heads out the door.
“Siwon, can you help me get him cleaned up? I want to get this done and as fast as possible.”
Siwon nods and they return to Donghae’s side.
Han Geng crouches down. “Hae, you need you wash up.”
Donghae face wrinkles, and he groans. “Waaaarm.”
Siwon laughs. “You’ll be even warmer once we get you clean and dry.”
Donghae groans again, but nods and tries to stand up. Han Geng barely manages to catch him he slips, hands on a bare arm, and around Donghae’s chest. Han Geng flushes and stills for a moment, the feeling of skin against skin through a thin layer of wet cloth sending shivers through him.
What. The. Hell.
He takes a deep breath, and says, “Just stay sitting okay. All we need to do is rinse you off really.”
Donghae nods, and settles back into the tub.
He avoids Siwon’s far too amused glance and grabs a wash cloth. He presses it into Donghae’s hands. “Can you handle that yourself?”
Donghae doesn’t quite manage a glare. “Of Course.”
Han Geng stands up, and turns his back. “Siwon could you rinse his back off too?”
Siwon laughs a little. “Sure thing Hyung.”
In hardly any time at all, they have most of the mud rinsed off, and together Siwon and Han Geng help Donghae to his feet. Donghae tightly wraps the towel he is handed around himself, and Han Geng grabs a second and roughly dries his hair, looking everywhere but Donghae’s face.
He’s still cold, but thankfully not shivering half as bad as before.
Han Geng looks over to Siwon. “I think I’ve got it from here.”
Siwon nods and pats Donghae on the shoulder on the way out. “You need to take better care, Donghae. We all like you better not as a popsicle.”
Donghae peeks out from under the towel on his head with a lop-sided smile. “Sorry…”
Siwon just laughs and shuts the door behind him, leaving the remaining two boys in silence.
Donghae’s gaze returns to his feet, not speaking at Han Geng finishes toweling dry his hair. Han Geng isn’t sure if he’s happy or disturbed by that. Donghae never shuts up, at least around him, so the silence is troublesome, but at least he doesn’t have to worry about his own mouth blurting something yet to be cleared by his brain.
After a moment Han Geng drops his hands, “That should do for now. Your clothes are on the counter. Will you need any help?”
Donghae shakes his head and shuffles over to the pile of clothes.
Han Geng watches for moment, but eventually speaks up “I’m going to go change my shirt.”
The fact that the sleeves were soaking wet was really annoying. He wrinkles his nose in distaste, and looks up to see Donghae watching him. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
Literally. He‘s pulling his shirt off on the way to his room, drops it to the ground as soon as he gets there, and is out the door before he’s even put on the new one, he makes a brief detour to Donghae’s room to grab his robe.
He returns to the bathroom, and knocks on the door. “You dressed yet?”
“Not quite.”
Han Geng stands outside the door for a little while longer, and soon enough the door creaks open to reveal Donghae in a pair of sweatpants and fuzzy sweater that were the furthest thing from matching but at least warm. Donghae’s slipper covered feet shuffled out from the bathroom, and the shorter man smiled at Han Geng happily when he caught sight of the robe in his hands.
Han Geng couldn’t help but smile back.
Stupid stomach flutter inducing smile.
Hahahaha~, next chapter, Back to Hannie POV and Hannie for a while on out XD. Donghae made it back to the dorm safely, omooooo, but the trouble is just beginning kekekeke~ to those of you who wanted Geng to go after him, I'm sorry, but he definitely wanted to XD,
Rating: PG-13 for language
Length: 1657 words
Pairing: HanHae
Summary: Han Geng thinks that Donghae would make a good little brother, and denies that his affections could lay in any other direction. Unfortunately for him, he may just find that you should be careful what you ask for, Some wishes have a nasty habit of coming true.
Han Geng paces back and forth in the entryway of the dorm. Every so often he throws a glance at the clock hanging on the wall. They'd already called a few people to look for Donghae, but no luck yet, and management wanted them to stay at the dorm.
7:30
He heaves a sigh. Come home already. This was not like Donghae to just up and disappear or lie about where he was going.
8:00
He shares a glance with Leeteuk, who is also in the entry way, but leaning against the wall and tapping his foot nervously. Where was Donghae? Why hadn’t he called back? Donghae checked his phone religiously, almost as often as Heechul checked twitter.
8:15
Eunhyuk calls out, “Will you two sit down? You’re driving me crazy.” Leeteuk looks at the door one last time before slinking dejectedly into the living room. Sungmin and Eunhyuk look pointedly at Han Geng, but he ignores them, and tries his phone again. He gets sent straight to voice mail for the ninth time.
“Donghae, PLEASE call me back.”
8:30
Siwon, who had come home halfway through the ordeal, drags him over to the couch. Han Geng slumps and raises a hand to his forehead.
His head aches from clenching his jaw too hard.
Siwon and Leeteuk exchange a knowing look behind his back.
8:37
Someone fumbles with the lock at the door. Everyone straightens, but It’s Ryeowook who stumbles into the dorm with groceries.
He blinks, seeing everyone gathered in the living room. “Whats going on?”
Han Geng buries his face into his hands, and Siwon rubs his back, as Leeteuk explains.
He is not going to cry dammit. He’s just frustrated. And tired.
8:43
Someone is at the lock again. They fumble around, for what seems like forever, and but eventually stop. A soft knock sounds at the door.
“C-can someone l-let me in?”
It’s muffled, but It’s Donghae, and Han Geng nearly trips over Eunhyuk sprawled out on the floor in his haste to get to the door.
Han Geng flings the door open, and is met with a very much blue Donghae, and fuck that had better not be water causing his clothes to cling to him like that.
The shorter man’s eyes darken for a split second, before he struggles to move his lips into a smile. “H-hey hyung.”
Han Geng reaches out and draws him into the dorm by his shoulders. He hisses in shock at how cold the other man is. He shuts the door with a foot and the others come into the room.
He’s soaking wet and there is mud splashed across his face. There is no way he isn’t going to get sick at this rate, and Han Geng quickly starts with removing the younger’s jacket.
“Donghae what happened! Where have you been?” Leeteuk exclaims.
God, he’s freezing. He needs to warm up, and fast. Han Geng snaps out, “Sungmin, can you go get some clean clothes? We need to get him out of this and warmed up.”
Leeteuk has figured out the problem by then, and nods when Sungmin looks at him in question.
Together they quickly get Donghae out of the wet clothes, with minimal resistance, Han Geng pauses when he notices the mud and dirt that had slipped under the clothing, but Siwon quickly wraps a blanket around the shivering man.
Soon Sungmin comes back in with clothes, and they move to get Donghae dressed, but he refuses. “I-I’m dirty. I w-want to wash off.” He shivers violently at the end of his sentence.
Han Geng, narrows his eyes. “You really need to get warmed up Hae.”
Donghae looks at him pleading his eyes. “W-warm shower?”
Leeteuk looks at Han Geng. He sighs. “I suppose it won’t hurt. I’d really prefer to warm you up first though.” He glances over. “Siwon!”
The man looks up.
“Can you go start a bath, warm water for now, not hot?” Siwon’s brows furrow and Han Geng nods at Donghae. “He’s so cold I don’t think it would be a good idea to just dump him in hot water.”
Siwon nods in comprehension, and heads to the bathroom.
Leeteuk speaks again as they start heading slowly to the bathroom. “Donghae, where were you? What happened?”
Donghae is silent as he’s been up till then, but eventually he speaks up, his eyes taking a moment to focus on the leader. “I-I dropped s-something i-i-in the water at the p-pa-park, and I fell in while tr-trying to get it b-back out.”
Donghae refuses to meet their eyes as he says it, and while its plausible Han Geng doesn’t think it’s the whole truth.
What was he hiding? Why?
And Why did he worry so much about the young brunette? He’d not gotten this worked up over something since the time his mothers phone line went out and he couldn’t get a hold of her for over a week. It was silly in retrospect, Donghae had only been gone a few hours, nothing worth the near mental break down he’ll barely admit he nearly had.
What made him so different from everyone else?
Donghae doesn’t say anything after that, even when Eunhyuk prods him to tell them where he had gone in the first place, why he had said they were going to meet up, seeming to instead be focusing on just putting one foot in front of the other.
When they reach the bathroom the tub is finishing filling up, and they quickly help Donghae in. He hisses at first, but slumps back against the wall, eyes hooded and slowly gazing about the room. Han Geng draws Siwon and Leeteuk over to the side, and Han Geng says, “Someone needs to tell the manager hyungs. I really doubt he’s going to be in any condition to complete his schedule tomorrow.”
Leeteuk looks over at Han Geng. “You seem to know a lot about this.”
Han Geng shrugs uncomfortably. “We had a few bad winters when I was young. I got caught out in the snow a few times myself.”
Leeteuk looks back at Donghae, Concern darkening his eyes. “I hate to leave, but you’re right, I really should let every know what’s going on.” He sighs and blows his hair out of his face. “What a mess.”
He walks away but stops after a few feet. “Keep an eye him, Hannie?”
Why would he even ask?
“Of course.”
Leeteuk smiles quickly, and heads out the door.
“Siwon, can you help me get him cleaned up? I want to get this done and as fast as possible.”
Siwon nods and they return to Donghae’s side.
Han Geng crouches down. “Hae, you need you wash up.”
Donghae face wrinkles, and he groans. “Waaaarm.”
Siwon laughs. “You’ll be even warmer once we get you clean and dry.”
Donghae groans again, but nods and tries to stand up. Han Geng barely manages to catch him he slips, hands on a bare arm, and around Donghae’s chest. Han Geng flushes and stills for a moment, the feeling of skin against skin through a thin layer of wet cloth sending shivers through him.
What. The. Hell.
He takes a deep breath, and says, “Just stay sitting okay. All we need to do is rinse you off really.”
Donghae nods, and settles back into the tub.
He avoids Siwon’s far too amused glance and grabs a wash cloth. He presses it into Donghae’s hands. “Can you handle that yourself?”
Donghae doesn’t quite manage a glare. “Of Course.”
Han Geng stands up, and turns his back. “Siwon could you rinse his back off too?”
Siwon laughs a little. “Sure thing Hyung.”
In hardly any time at all, they have most of the mud rinsed off, and together Siwon and Han Geng help Donghae to his feet. Donghae tightly wraps the towel he is handed around himself, and Han Geng grabs a second and roughly dries his hair, looking everywhere but Donghae’s face.
He’s still cold, but thankfully not shivering half as bad as before.
Han Geng looks over to Siwon. “I think I’ve got it from here.”
Siwon nods and pats Donghae on the shoulder on the way out. “You need to take better care, Donghae. We all like you better not as a popsicle.”
Donghae peeks out from under the towel on his head with a lop-sided smile. “Sorry…”
Siwon just laughs and shuts the door behind him, leaving the remaining two boys in silence.
Donghae’s gaze returns to his feet, not speaking at Han Geng finishes toweling dry his hair. Han Geng isn’t sure if he’s happy or disturbed by that. Donghae never shuts up, at least around him, so the silence is troublesome, but at least he doesn’t have to worry about his own mouth blurting something yet to be cleared by his brain.
After a moment Han Geng drops his hands, “That should do for now. Your clothes are on the counter. Will you need any help?”
Donghae shakes his head and shuffles over to the pile of clothes.
Han Geng watches for moment, but eventually speaks up “I’m going to go change my shirt.”
The fact that the sleeves were soaking wet was really annoying. He wrinkles his nose in distaste, and looks up to see Donghae watching him. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
Literally. He‘s pulling his shirt off on the way to his room, drops it to the ground as soon as he gets there, and is out the door before he’s even put on the new one, he makes a brief detour to Donghae’s room to grab his robe.
He returns to the bathroom, and knocks on the door. “You dressed yet?”
“Not quite.”
Han Geng stands outside the door for a little while longer, and soon enough the door creaks open to reveal Donghae in a pair of sweatpants and fuzzy sweater that were the furthest thing from matching but at least warm. Donghae’s slipper covered feet shuffled out from the bathroom, and the shorter man smiled at Han Geng happily when he caught sight of the robe in his hands.
Han Geng couldn’t help but smile back.
Stupid stomach flutter inducing smile.
Hahahaha~, next chapter, Back to Hannie POV and Hannie for a while on out XD. Donghae made it back to the dorm safely, omooooo, but the trouble is just beginning kekekeke~ to those of you who wanted Geng to go after him, I'm sorry, but he definitely wanted to XD,
