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Another day filled with shopping and sunbathing came to a lovely and calm close for the seven boys, and finally they returned home to rest their aching feet.
Donghyuck's mind still lingered on the on the news that he had received from Renjun only a week prior.
As he and Mark sat in the light of the moon again, he found himself glancing at the older curiously. Was it possible that even Mark had already gotten into college? Donghyuck quickly shook his head, not believing that Mark would hide such a thing from him.
"I can't wait to marry you," the older abruptly whispered, his eyes fixed upon the glimmering surface of the sea with no worries creasing his brow. The moon shone against his tanned skin so perfectly, and if Donghyuck was allowed to describe his boyfriend with one word in that moment, he would have chosen ethereal.
"What's this all of a sudden?" The younger chuckled, still being unable to look away from the god-like other.
"I'm just so in love with you, Lee Donghyuck. Once we get a bit older, I swear I'll propose to you. Will you wait for that?"
Donghyuck hummed quietly, his gaze drifting away to the breathtaking view too.
"I promise I will, Mr. Lee."
The pair stayed in a comfortable silence. No thoughts came to their minds as they merely appreciated right now. This break away had truly done some good for them. Their minds were clear and their life was simple....for now anyways.
"Wanna' head inside to get some rest?" Donghyuck whispered as he saw his boyfriend's head begin to fall and his eyes battle to stay open. "Why do you stay up so late if you hate it?" He whispered, wrapping his arm around the other's waist and hoisting him up.
"'Cause you like nighttime."
Donghyuck felt a subtle smile appear on his face as he thought of the luck he had.
What had he done to deserve someone as perfect as Mark?
It didn't seem to matter how many times the Korean asked himself, there was still no answer.
"You won't ever leave me, will you?" Mark whispered as the younger guided him towards the pitch black beach house.
The other boys had clearly already hit the hay, so with light footsteps, they crept through the kitchen.
"Never."
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Quick side note; I've written the next few chapters already, so there will be some quick updates coming your way.
