donghyuck probably couldn't name five renaissance painters if he tried, but he loves hearing renjun talking about art because he thinks the enthusiastic hand gestures renjun does when describing the techniques of a painter are hilarious (adorable).
renjun doesnt even particularly like michael jackson or queen and he won't stop complaining when donghyuck makes him sit through the entire hot space album (he'd never admit that donghyuck humming the songs & singing along wherever he can might be his favourite thing ever).
renjun doesn't believe in tarot cards and donghyuck doesn't think aliens are real & whenever they try to discuss things like that they always end up insulting each other & suddenly it's 3am and renjun has class at eight but he doesnt want to sleep because he's having so much fun.
donghyuck realises that he might be a bit (just a bit) in love with renjun on the day that renjun runs up to him clutching a 1st edition queen vinyl record, saying "i got you something!" with a billion megawatt smile; donghyuck blinks a bit as he stares at the gift.
his heart is beating so fast, & he doesnt know whether it's because this is the most amazing present he's ever received or because it kind of hurts his heart to look at renjun's bright smile as he bounces on his toes out of excitement. renjun won't stop going on about how he's +
the bestest best friend in the world, "no, the universe, im sure any extraterrestrial beings would agree on that because im literally the best person to exist ever," & donghyuck just laughs and says "even if aliens existed, which they dont, there's no way they'd say that, loser."
but later, when they're watching a movie, when he's leaning against renjun's shoulder and breathing in the familiar scent of soap and paint, he whispers a more sincere thank you. renjun shoves him away, laughing, and says "whatever. it wasn't a big deal, dude, don't worry."
except to donghyuck it was a big deal, and he spends the next week trying to buy the luxurious painting kit that renjun was saving up for. renjun doesnt want to admit that he's incredibly touched and kind of wants to cry when donghyuck gives it to him, so instead he +
punches him in the shoulder and says "you're always trying to one-up me, i need a new best friend." but donghyuck knows he's grateful, sees renjun running his fingers gently along the brushes like they're his child or something (and teases him mercilessly for it, of course).
renjun also spends the next week cooking for donghyuck and being marginally nicer than usual to him; he doesn't even complain when donghyuck hugs him or squishes his cheeks or intertwines their hands, which is unusual because normally he shoves donghyuck away.
skinship is something they can never agree on. donghyuck loves physical contact, especially with renjun because he's just so adorable and small and fits right in donghyuck's arms. renjun tolerates skinship with everyone except donghyuck. it hurts donghyuck a little, but he +
always laughs it off because he doesn't want to make it seem like a big deal, or make things awkward. so yeah, he has an unrequited crush on his best friend, but he can totally deal with that and, besides, it's probably going to go away soon. hopefully.
except now renjun doesn't flinch away whenever donghyuck takes his hand or puts an arm around his shoulders (shoulders that renjun always insists are strong and manly but donghyuck thinks are cute and delicate), and donghyuck doesnt really know how to deal with that.
when donghyuck visits renjun in the art department the next day as a surprise (renjun's been staying in the studio for longer than usual the past few days), renjun gives a startled yelp and tries to hide the canvas he'd been so immersed in painting a few seconds before.
donghyuck's curiosity has been piqued and he ignores renjun's stammered protests as he peers at the canvas. his jaw drops. he's, like, ninety-nine percent sure that the painting is of, well, him (actually, he's one-hundred percent sure bc the painting is really fucking good, +
it's just that he can't believe that renjun would paint him, would be able to produce something this gorgeous based on donghyuck and pour this much love and effort into a painting of him). "it's so ugly," renjun says shakily, "your face, i mean. like, seriously."
donghyuck gives an incredulous laugh, looking at renjun who's blushing furiously, pink decorating his cheeks as he fidgets with the paintbrush he's holding. donghyuck's heart is beating hard, and this feels like it has to mean something, he can't possibly be imagining +
the love that is evident in every brush stroke. he wants to say something sweet and profound, confess that he really, really likes renjun in a very non-platonic way, but the words that come out of his mouth are, "dude, i think you have a thing for me."
renjun is red and he looks embarrassed as hell and he's already shaking his head and trying to deny it but it's written all over his face and donghyuck knows. and that makes it remarkably easy to step forward, to gently pull renjun in by the waist and kiss him.