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16 January 2015 @ 12:21 am
Good Night !! with RW  
Good Night !! with RW
Haewook | G | 743 words | so fluffy really oh man
Donghae wants to say goodnight to ELF.

a/n: inspired by the cutest instagram video Of All Time, thank you Lee Donghae

“How do you feel?” Donghae tossed the towel he’d been using to dry his hair into the floor near his dirty clothes hamper. He dug through the pile of gently-used tank tops in the bottom of his closet until he found a soft, blue one; he yanked it over his head unceremoniously before he glanced back at his bed. “Wook?”

Ryeowook, who was barely visible underneath three different blankets, shifted so that his head popped up. He made a face, swallowing audibly. “Throat still hurts,” he muttered, letting his head drop back down onto the pillow.

After a bit more rummaging, Donghae threw a throat lozenge at the mound on his bed. “There. I’ll be right back!”

Ryeowook squirmed his hand out from under the blankets, eventually just shrugging them off altogether, and grabbed the lozenge, carefully unwrapping it and popping it in his mouth. He had just snuggled up against the pillow when Donghae bounced back in and told him to sit up.


“C’mon, I got you water. The little lead vocalist can’t be sick!”

With a sigh, Ryeowook obediently pushed himself up, leaning back against the wall. He took the cup from Donghae’s waiting hand and slowly sipped on the ice water, letting it cool his burning throat. “Thanks—”

He was cut off when a warm hand pushed back his bangs and the palm rested against his forehead. Donghae frowned. “You have a fever.”

“I’m fine—”

“You saying you were fine when you weren’t is why you’re sick in the first place, you dumb.” Noticing the blankets had been weakly pushed away, he scooped them up in his arms and dumped them at the foot of his bed, out of the way. “You’re not cold anymore?”

Ryeowook shook his head slightly. “Mostly tired.”

“Then bed time for the maknae!”

As soon as Ryeowook finished his glass of water, Donghae helped him lay back down; he fell onto his back next to the younger man, letting Wook’s arm drape over his chest. The next time he glanced down, Ryeowook’s eyes were closed and his forehead was pressed tightly against Donghae’s shoulder.

Donghae bit his lip.

He shouldn’t. He knew he shouldn’t. Ryeowook was sick and he needed rest. But he also looked so cute—

He grabbed his phone from his bedside table and held it straight up above him, taking a picture of the two of them together. He grinned at it for a second before shifting slightly, jamming his hip into Ryeowook’s stomach.

“Ow!” Ryeowook groaned, his eyes fluttering open. “What?”

Donghae thought for a moment before pushing the arm off of his chest and propping himself up on his elbow, turning so Ryeowook was behind him. He ruffled his hair, flipping through the apps on his phone.

“What’re you doing?”

He glanced back when he heard the groggy voice.

“We should say goodnight to ELF first!”

Ryeowook thought about arguing, but figured he’d get to go to sleep sooner if he didn’t, so he just rolled his eyes. “I’m not sitting up.”

“You don’t have to!”

Donghae stared at his phone, pressing the button to record, and brought his hand up in front of his mouth, waving. Ryeowook couldn’t help but laugh, but his laugh quickly dissolved into a series of coughs.


“Goodnight!” Ryeowook offered, turning his head just enough that the camera caught one of his eyes; he raised his hand, letting a peace sign cover his eye instead. He dropped his arm just as Donghae stopped the recording.

Donghae typed for a moment, then hit the bright blue check that would share his video with two million Instagram followers. When he was done and satisfied with his post, he threw his phone in the floor and flipped around, pulling Ryeowook into his arms.

Ryeowook, who, for a moment, had decided he was going to be mad that Donghae disrupted his sleep for an Instagram video, melted into his arms immediately, pressing his body against his hyung’s. Any thought he’d had of being mad evaporated on the spot. Donghae absentmindedly began to stroke Ryeowook’s hair softly, letting the short pieces glide through his fingers.

“Sleep well.”

When he didn’t get a response, he glanced down; Ryeowook was already asleep, looking slightly troubled by what was probably a headache, but asleep nonetheless. He smiled.

“Get well soon.”

Then he slid down, pressing his face into Ryeowook’s messy hair as he drifted off to sleep as well.

Sarahlittlemiss_suju on January 16th, 2015 06:18 am (UTC)
bratty Ryeowook is the besttttt <33

literally I live for my sunshine bean rowboats of Miwook and Haewook. I absolutely cannot get enough ;uuuu;
I'm so happy you like it!!! :D I'm fairly good at the happy and gooey hahahaha <333