Election day (1/1)

“Donghae! You are late its time to get up!” Donghae groaned.  He didn’t get much sleep last night he was up at 12 helping his boss put up bunting for the election.  His boyfriend, Hyukjae had promised to help had instead ditched him to go the Med student’s clubbing night to raise money for aids.  “It’s a good cause.” Hyukjae protested.“Cheat on me and I’ll castrate you.” Donghae mumbled.“Wow, that’s harsh.”“You’re leaving me to do all the work while you go on a dirty dancing alcohol induced spree.”“Fair point.   Donghae groaned again, as refusing to acknowledge that he had to get up after spending a good deal of the night putting up political posters amongst the wind and the rain. “Donghae it’s 7:30 I thought you had to be there at 8:00am.  You were meant to be at Hyukjae’s by now?”  Donghae swore.“MUM WHY DIDN’T YOU WAKE ME UP EARLIER!”“I slept in!” She protested. “I need to get to university so remember to let the cleaner in.”  Donghae wasn’t paying attention however he was too busy doing a commando roll out of bed to find his phone.Byee Donghae!” His mum yelled and he heard the back door slam shut.  Donghae looked through his wardrobe, he new he’’d be given a tshirt for the campaign.  Donghae opened up his phone.  Hyukjae had sent him a text at 3am.“Hey baby can you pick me up at Kyu’s? I crashed there last night.”  Well he thought it said but what he really saw was “Het bavy caaaaaan you picj me up at lyu? I cdashed their lasst niht.”  Donghae stared at the text incredulously.  Typos were his thing what the heck?  That many typos meant one thing his boyfriend got smashed last night and Donghae was not impressed.  Whilst mentally flipping tables Donghae call his boyfriend of which answered the phone with a groggy,“Hi.”“Sorry Hyuk I’m running late I’ll be there in 15 minutes.”“Right, I’m at idiot Kyu’s house.” Eunhyuk replied his voice was all husky (kinda sexy in Donghae’s opinion.)“Wait for me outside.”“It’s raining, I didn’t bring an umbrella.”“I’ll bring one for you, you idiot, make sure you look human I’ll be there soon.”“Yeah Love you.”“Depends on how hung-over you are Hyuk on whether I love you too.”  Donghae chuckled before ending the phone call.  Donghae ran over to his wardrobe.  His parties colour was red, given that they’d have t-shirts there he figured if he wore a long sleeved white top he’d be able to layer it on the top and look like he was a “I work at an apple store” wannabe.  Shoving the top over his head and pulling on a pair of jeans he went to the kitchen.  He was starving but there was a serious lack of food choices, plus Hyuk was bound to be starving too, KYuhyun wasn’t known for his generosity in feeding people that stayed the night.  So he grabbed a handful of chopies, lollies and eco rolls.  Tossing a rain jacket in his bag and his father’s huge umbrella as well as his smaller one.  Tripping ove his own feet he made his way to the car groaning when he heard a roar of thunder.  Could this morning get any worse?  Yes it could, half way to Kyuhyun’s house and catching every red light possible despite the fact the streets were deserted he got a call from his brother.“Donghae! You need to let the cleaner in!”  Donghwa growled.“Why can’t you I’m going to the polling booths!  You are at the gym, my boss is going to kill me.”“Mum told you to before you left.  Go home on the way.”“Donghwa I don’t have time for this the gym is literally 5 minutes away from the house you go open the door for the cleaner.”“She doesn’t like me!”“Well get over it! It’s your fault for storing your porn in an ingenious place like under your bed.”  Donghae said as he debated whether it was really wise to be speeding when it was pouring with rain. He never got an answer from his bother as he was met with the wound of the dial tone. Great, now his older brother was angry at him and he had to go home and open the door for the cleaner.  Donghae pulled up in Kyuhyun’s drive way hoping that Hyukjae was at least dressed and looking some what presentable.  Sure enough Hyukjae was standing by the gate, obviously still in the outfit he wore clubbing the night before.  His boyfriend definitely looked like a steamroller of sorts had run over him.  Nope, Donghae thought definitely wouldn’t tap that.“Hi Hae.”  Hyukjae said opening the door on the driver’s side.“Why on earth are you on this side of the car get to yours.”“Your driving scares me.”“No, I’m driving Eunhyuk, whether you like it or not.”“But!”“No buts! You are so very hung over aren’t you?”“No.” his boyfriend lied sheepishly walking over to the passengers side. The drive was eventful, Hyukjae had nearly vomited when Donghae turned around the corner a little too fast.  It turned out Hyukjae was a crappy navigator too especially since he couldn’t look at his i-phone for long before feeling sick. “Why on earth are you playing SNSD’s Beep! I can’t take this, way too high pitched for this time in the morning.”  Hyukjae groaned as they pulled up, 30 minutes late to the polling place.“Consider it pay back for being hung over.” Donghae was less then sympathetic.“Well you shouldn’t have gotten drunk.”“Fuck you.”“You did last week and you won’t get to for another 3 months.”“Why?” Eunhyuk whined.“You ditched be to get completely and utterly drunk and now I have to deal with your bitchy hang over.”“I have to deal with your driving.”“4 months.”  Donghae laughed, getting the umbrella out the back of the car only for it to flip out. Fuck After a good 5 minutes of wrestling with his huge umbrella in the rain Donghae finally arrived at the booths.“Hi Donghae, I got your text.” Leeteuk their booth captain smiled as he struggled with the posters in the wind. "Tough morning ey? Hopefully this rain isn't a sign for what is to come."“Didn’t we put these all up last night, why have they fallen down.” Donghae asked.“I’ve got a feeling they ripped it down.”“So your saying that yours and Donghae’s hard work in putting them all up at 12 am last night in the pouring rain came to nothing,” “Thanks Eunhyuk for stating the obvious and coincidently making me feel worse.” Donghae said helping Leetuek with the bunting.“Well, you can’t be mad at me now I’m going to help“5 months.”“Seriously!” Hyukjae whined.“5 months, do I really want to know?” Leeteuk whispered.“He’s not getting any for 5 months.” Donghae said purposefully shaking his butt at his boy friend.“Yeah, I didn’t need to know that.” “I thought the tshirts were going to be red?” Donghae said staring at Leeteuk incredulously.“Well, there was an error when we printed them so they turned out white.”“You just did this because you have a weird obsession with white.”“Maybe.”  Donghae groaned, not only did he look like something out of a horror film but also now he looked ridiculous, layering white on white.“Wow, stylish.”  Hyukjae chuckled, Donghae punched him playfully in the stomach, next thing Donghae knew there was now vomit all over the ground.  Lovely. The rain was still pouring and despite Hyukjae trying his best Donghae knew the hangover was getting to him.  Donghae watched as Hyukjae was trying his best to put on a happy face and pass the ‘how to vote’ cards out to unwilling electors. Stupid monkey brains why did he date him again?  So Donghae sighed, taking of his rain jacket and gave it to his boyfriend. “Donghae?”  Hyukjae said. “Do I have to wear a Mickey Mouse rain jacket?”“Just take it Hyukjae.”“You’ll get cold.”“I don’t want you throwing up again.” Donghae sighed.  He watched as his boyfriend put on the jacket.“Young man!” an old Italian women said grabbing Donghae’s arm.“Yes?” Donghae asked as he stumbled across the ground.“You aren’t handing those out properly.  You missed people! You do your job properly or that nutcase will get in.”“Yes Mam.”“Do job properly I’m watching you!” Donghae groaned as the lady proceeded to lecture him for a while, insisting to stay with him for the rest of the day ensuring he did his job properly.  Great. “We lost the election.”  Donghae said feeling like sobbing as he watched the Prime Minister concede on the big screen television.  He had literally stood there all day, from 8:30 to 6pm in the rain handing out pamphlets under the direction of a very strict old women that would not be quiet.  Now he was expected to be chipper as he celebrated what maybe a win for his own local member at the post party.“Take it easy on the booze Hae, you don’t handle alcohol well.”“Swimming to New Zealand sounds like a good idea.”  Donghae said feeling a little tipsy. “Maybe we should escape via boat, that would be ironic.”*  Donghae smashed his head against the bar.“I can make you feel better baby, we can roll play I can be the new Prime Minister and you can be the old one.”  Donghae groaned at Hyukjae’s failed pick up line.“3 months Hyukjae.”“I thought you said 5?”  Hyukjae chuckled.“With this change in leadership I’m going to have to get something to distract myself.”  Donghae said pouring another drink for himself.  *to those none Australians the new leader intends to stop all refugee boats from coming to Australia  Well that’s it.  I hope you enjoyed this little fic XD  Now excuse me while I press the refresh button to see the person I support will win her seat XD