Chapter 9: (Donghae's POV)

It wasn't until about eight, eight thirty that night until Eunhyuk returned home from a day of schedules. I heard him come into the bedroom, and, as I'd planned, I pretended to be asleep. I didn't want to bother him! He'd had a full day of schedules, I didn't want to stress him out with my annoyingness.

I heard him whisper my name in a sweet, calming manner, and I just wanted to run up and hug him. But, I held my ground, my back to him. I heard his footsteps coming closer, and before I knew it, his hands were wrapping around my waist from behind, and he was snuggling up behind me, his nose in my neck. I couldn't help myself.

"Hi," I said nicely, trying not to be too affectionate. He seemed like he was in a good mood, which was great, but I didn't want to ruin it.

"You're awake," he said into my neck, and I tried hard not to giggle. His voice was muffled, and he sounded tired.

"Mm-hm," I replied shortly, trying to make it look as if I were exhausted, but he knew I'd only had a short schedule. He removed himself from my shoulder and sat up, and I turned to look up at him with confusion. I gave him a questioning look.

"Hae, baby. Are you sick?" he asked. His hand was on my forehead and I chuckled lightly, turning my back to him once again.

"Course not, Hyukkie. I think I'm just tired," I replied trying to sound like I was telling the truth. His hand appeared on my shoulder, and I sat up and faced him, forcing a smile.

"Hae. You know you're a terrible liar, so why even try? And besides, I know you, and I know that when you're tired, you're hyper. I'm worried, are you feeling okay?" he repeated, and he reached for my forehead again but this time I swatted him away.

"Of course, Hyukkie, I'm fine!" I said, but he could see right through me.

"Hae. I didn't get my daily "HYUKKIIIIE!" and tackle to the ground right when I get through the door every day, so I thought you were sleeping. Turns out you're awake and apparently not sick. Are you mad at me?" He sounded hurt.

"Oh, no, Hyukkie!" I exclaimed. I didn't want him getting the wrong idea. "I could never be mad at you! I just…I didn't want to annoy you."

His eyes widened and his face contorted in confusion. "How would you annoy me?" he asked.

"Well, you seem so tired when you get home. Me jumping on you and tackling you to the ground probably doesn't help your tired muscles! And, I know I can be really childish and obnoxious sometimes and Hyukkie I'm really really sorry. I'll try to stop, okay?" I explained, but he still just looked so confused.

"Hae, where is all this coming from?" he asked. "I've never thought you were annoying or obnoxious! Why would you even think that?!"

I lowered my head and averted my eyes. "Kyuhyun said if I keep being like this…that you're going to stop loving me…" I blushed and I felt his gaze on me like a spotlight.

"Donghae…what did I tell you?! don't believe anything those two say, they're just trying to mess with you! I thought we went over this, Donghae!" he sighed. My heart drooped. When he used my full name with that manner, I knew he was mad.

"…and he said that you told him in person that you thought I was annoying and need to calm down," I finished, and I knew I'd said the wrong thing. He practically jumped off the bed, standing and running his hands through his hair.

"Donghae," he hissed. I felt so small and weak, and I didn't know what else to do but run out of the room, through the house, and out the front door. I heard him following behind me, and I looked around in the dark to where I could go. Of course it had to be raining right now.

I felt a hand grab my left wrist and pull me back towards him. I tried to pull away but he's always been stronger than me.

"Donghae, I don't know what has gotten into you, but didn't I tell you not to listen to anything the two of them say?" he said, and he still sounded quite mad. I hated that I'd made him mad.

"Well, you said…you said you'd talked to him, so I thought maybe he was telling the truth, I mean…" I trailed off and I felt like I was saying all the wrong things. His grip on my wrist loosened and his hand lifted itself from me.

"Has Kyuhyun really ever told the truth?" he asked. He'd gotten quiet, and I knew that was a bad sign. I was just making him more stressed.

"Hyuk, I…I'm sorry," I said quietly. "Do you still love me?"

He sighed again, a deep, stressed sigh. "Donghae, of course I love you. I could never stop loving you, and I don't know how you could ever think that. It makes me feel like you don't trust me enough."

I felt myself starting to cry, but I couldn't lose it right here. I fell silent and I really didn't know what to say. I felt like if I said anything, everything would just be ruined.

"I'm just worried…worried that something I say or do could make you stop loving me," I said quietly, sounding like a helpless little child.

He ran his hands through his hair again, almost tearing it out due to the force.

"Hae, I…what is this? What kid of a relationship can we have if you don't trust me? Relationships are based on trust, and you don't seem to have any," he said, slowly starting to break my heart. Of course, I had to start choking up right there, and I couldn't even speak.

"Donghae, you're killing me. You have to say something," he pleaded quietly, but I couldn't find the strength to say or do anything. I just stared at his back, and him continuously running his slim fingers through his already messy hair.

He turned to look at me, then slowly started to walk away. He walked in the direction of his car, parked in the driveway of the house, pulling his keys out of his pocket. I reached my hand out for him, but I still couldn't say anything. Of course, he didn't see me.

He opened the car door, and just watched him do it. He gave me one last long look before tearing his necklace harshly off his neck and holding it in front of him.

"You really don't trust me?" he said, his voice shaking and bottom lip quivering. I knew him too well. I knew that the minute he got in that car he was going to start crying.

I know that sound I heard was my heart breaking when I saw him drop his necklace into a puddle of mud before settling shakily into his car and driving off slowly down the dark street.

And the worst part was, he'd left one of his windows open, and I could hear him sobbing the whole way through.

(A/N: So yuperroo EunHae's first fight in da story ooh! So this was one of those "big parts" I was talking about that made the story worth waiting for J there are only about one or two MAYBE POSSIBLE PROBABLY NOT three chapters left of this story, then you guys can give me ideas for a new one? Thanks for reading and REVIEW!)