reply, markhyuck

◜twenty-one◞

r e p l y
◦cʜɑpʈɛɾ ʈwɛɴʈy-oɴɛ◦

"baby what is it? why are you avoiding me?" mark repeated, finally adding 'baby' to fully catch the younger's attention.

and it did worked but donghyuck was glaring at him, 'please, pLEASE drop the 'baby' already'

"what?  i thought you wanted it?"

‘mark shut up i was just kidding’  hyuck typed in his phone as he pouts.

mark then just moved away and leaned at the backrest, crossing his arms to his chest, "so what is it?"

donghyuck pouted as mark seemed to not let this pass. he then just shook his head, once again avoiding mark's eyes. he then raised his hand and signed, 'it's nothing.'

"well it doesn't look like it's nothing. come on.. but like, if that is you don't mind sharing it to me."

"i just..." hyuck started, his voice soft and is almost like a whisper but it did made mark whip his head fast to the younger's direction.

hyuck pouted again, feeling slightly anxious to continue speaking under mark's gaze and outside, where a lot of people can hear him and say something about it. he then just dropped the idea of trying to speak out and then just popped his phone to type.

'i just thought that, maybe, me, being too much of a coward to even speak, is a perfect pair to me, being so bad at comforting... maybe having this selective mutism is not bad after all—"

"hyuck stop. this just made you much more human okay? you know how no one is perfect. we all had our fears and all of us go through the process where we try and overcome it. sometimes we fail but the time will come where we'll overcome it—  yeah i'm blabbering."

hyuck giggled as he looked at the older male who had just slapped himself.

after a few minutes of mark self lecturing, donghyuck had to intervene and signed, 'it's okay mark hyung, i like hearing you talk.'

"h-huh?"

realizing what he had just signed, blood rushed to donghyuck's cheeks as he frantically waved his hand and signed, 'i mean, i like hearing everyone talk because i can't do it so...'

"yeah.. right. so what are you doing here?"

donghyuck cleared his throat, and to hide that he's still clearly flustered, he pretended to frown at mark before signing, 'mark what do you think?  i'm in a therapy center, maybe i am getting my hair done."

"wait really? they do hairs here? oh! like hair therapy?"

donghyuck's jaw dropped as he looked at mark, half disgusted and half worried, 'come on mark i don't know if you're serious or not.'

"i was joking! wait it wasn't good? dang i thought it is."

'you're really bad at this, no wonder all your childish pranks on me never work.'