Good Enough | Markhyuck

conclusions, conclusions...

"So my dear bastards," Jaemin said, sitting down on the floor, his hands together as if he were sherlock holmes, "I have come to a conclusion."

Donghyuck turned his head Jisung, both shrugging at one another before turning back.

"After much consideration and overall evaluation of my brain and heart, I have come to the conclusion that I freakin whipped for Injunnie and probs in love with him I dunno."

"Boooo, stale news," Jisung blew a raspberry, looking back at his phone.

Donghyuck leaned over, hitting the younger's head, "behave, your eomma might have found you another appa."

Jisung snorted, bursting into fits of giggles at Hyuck's statement, "hey, what's wrong with appa Jeno?"

Jaemin huffed, "nothing's wrong with ap- I mean Jeno, nothing's wrong with Jeno. It's just I have concluded I like both."

"Oh ho!" Jisung raised his eyebrow, leaning back on his arms, "now this is spicy."

Donghyuck blinked blankly at him for a few moments. "Stop talking to Yangyang from now on."

"Sorry dad," Jisung sat up, looking down as Jaemin threw his hands up.

"How many parents do you have?!"

"Yes."

Both Jaemin and Donghyuck groaned at the younger's response, Jisung breaking out into a wide grin.

"Dammit this child," Donghyuck huffed, shaking his head. He pushed Jisung over, the boy not even resisting and flopping over like a bag of rice.

"Anygay," Donghyuck waved dismissively at him, turning back to Jaemin, "tell me how you arrived at this conclusion my good sir."

"Well kind sir," Jaemin started, an over the top posh accent making Donghyuck break into a grin, "I kinda just realised that it's the same feeling."

Donghyuck furrowed his eyebrows, "what do you mean."

"The feeling I get whenever I'm with Jeno sometimes, it's the same with Renjun, when I'm close to him, when I make him smile, when he worries about me, that kinda mushy feeling is the same," Jaemin exhaled, his face turning red as his face split into a wide smile, "I really really like them. I really like everything about them." Donghyuck watched his friend burst into small giggles as he shook his head and buried it in his arms. "I really really love them, Donghyuckie"

Donghyuck chuckled, ruffling the pink haired boys hair.

"I'm glad you figured it out."

"Yeah," Jaemin exhaled, looking up to the elder with bright eyes, "me too."

A few minutes passed before Jisung abruptly sat up. "Hyuck hyung?" Jisung said suddenly, drawing the attention of the two while he placed his phone down, "what were you mumbling about at school this morning?"

Donghyuck's eyes grew, slamming his hands down on the carpet, "Right! You know I frickin failed my quiz this morning?! What kinda bullshit is that?!"

Jaemin sat up at the outburst, "wait hold up you failed?"

Donghyuck nodded rapidly. It was the first time he had actually failed something, let alone something below average and to say he was confused was an understatement. He knew the topic well, practically inside out and back again, and he could probably recite every bit of information he learnt from the tip of his tongue. Yet somehow he had completely bombed out on the test.

"Yeah! Like failed failed. Got an F fail!" Donghyuck yelped, steaming from his ears.

"I didn't even know you could do that?" Jaemin gawked, "was it a fluke?"

Donghyuck scoffed, "I don't fluke, Jaem."

Jisung rolled his eyes, leaning to rest his head on the coffee table, "well apparently you do cause you just did."

Donghyuck sighed, a deep frown on face as he fell back. He didn't fluke. From the start of middle school to now, almost five years it's never happened. "I-I don't-" he huffed, "why did it take so long then?"

Jisung bit his lip, looking for an answer, "stress?"

Donghyuck shook his head, "I work better under stress normally."

Jaemin laughed slightly, attempting to lighten the sour mood of the room, "you're probably just tired, Hyuckie."

Donghyuck deflated further, "even if I was, I still would've passed, Jaemin." His mood had gone down drastically as he mentally ruled out possible causes of his totally-not-a-fluke.

Jisung snorted suddenly. "Maybe it's Mark," he giggled.

Both Jaemin and Donghyuck simultaneously frowned. "I don't think it is."

Jaemin rested his head in his hand, looking to Jisung, silently communicating their friend's drained look.

"Maybe," Jaemin spoke, "maybe this is like a balance thing. The universe balancing out for a day cause five years of unmatched bullshit."

Donghyuck scrunched his face at Jaemin's choice of phrasing but contemplated the words. It was probably the only explanation that made sense, which was saying something because "sense" was far from what it is. Donghyuck closed his eyes, puffing out a breath, "I guess that's what happened."

"Wait, did something happen before the test?" Jisung asked.

Donghyuck pursed his lips, shaking his head, "nah just the usual, classes, bickering with Renjun, debating about milk or something with Chenle and Mark being Mark."

"What do you mean Mark being Mark?" Jaemin leaned forward, his chest pressing against the floor, stretching in boredom.

"He looked a bit sad and lost again. I wanted to help but I was late," Donghyuck frowned momentarily before he scoffed, "not like it matters though cause I still failed."

Jaemin moved away from Donghyuck's peripheral vision to lean over and speak to Jisung, his voice muffled by everything going through Hyuck's head. Now he has more to worry about. Mark has gotten much better but he was still not telling him things, his weird ass fluke that he hopes he can retake, if Jeno has had his big epiphany and also if almond milk is better in milkshakes like Chenle had said. But mainly the first three.

Groaning, Donghyuck sat up, facing both of the boys in front of him. "Whatever it is, I'm sure I can clear it up, cause I don't fluke." Donghyuck bit his lip.

"I don't."