Variables - EunHae

Hyukjae knows himself well. Too well, sometimes; sometimes he wishes that he didn't, because he hates how he knows that he will never have the courage to speak his mind. He knows that he will never be able to go up and touch that perfect skin, look into those shining eyes, smile back at those perfect teeth or press his lips to that perfect clavicle. He knows himself, so he knows that no matter how much he wants to move, he'll just stand here and watch while everyone else has about fifty times more of a chance than he does.

He knows that Donghae will never be his.

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"Never" is too strong a word, Hyukjae realizes, when there are unknowns; when there is more than one variable in the equation. Donghae's eyes are full of purpose as he briskly crosses the room towards him.

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And he is very, very lucky, Hyukjae thinks — plays with the hair of the sleeping, snoring, Donghae beside him — that Donghae knows what he wants and what he has to do to get it.