𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 ❣ 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨.

Chapter Five.

Exactly when Mark enters the clinic, a fellow dentist hands him a bouquet of flowers, with KitKat inside. She smiles teasingly at him as he grabs it from her hold.

"You know, Mark, we have seen your secret admirer, but he wouldn't tell his name," she states, walking with him to their respective office.

"Really?" Mark shockingly asks. He felt betrayed. Well, he saw him on the bus but he didn't get the chance to see his face. All he can remember is that, he's a student and surely taller than him. Oh, and he has blue hair.

He enters his office and walks straight to his chair. He picks up the KitKat chocolate bar and sees a sticky note at the back of it.

He smiles as he starts to read it.

hello, minhyung ♡

hope you like the kitkat, hehe. i think i'm ready to reveal myself to you. we'll see each other tomorrow. for now, please enjoy the chocolate. love you!

xoxo,
mochi ♡

They'll see each other tomorrow? It's so fast. Why does his admirer sound so sure that they'll definitely see each other?

"Wait. What if... no, no, he can't be. He can't be my secret admirer." His heart beats fast, and he can't think properly. The bouquet falls on the ground as he puts the chocolate bar on his table. "Is it possible that Jisung is my secret admirer? Fuck."

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"Sungie, as a promise, what do you wanna play today?" Minhyung asked and the kid's face just brightened up.

"We'll gonna play?" Minhyung nodded happily. "Yey!" Sungie hugged him on his waist and Minhyung swore he just melted in the kid's warmth. Sungie pulled away with a smile on his face. He dragged his Minhyung hyung inside their house. "Mommy, Minhyungie will play with me."

"Okay!" she cooed at him, smiling fondly, "Be careful."

Minhyung's hand was still held by Sungie and the latter dragged him upstairs, to his bedroom. The kid opened the door and he just let him drag him.

"So, what now?" Minhyung asked softly. Sungie giggled and closed the door.

"Let's play house, hyungie. I'm the dad, you're the mom," Sungie said innocently as they sat on the bed.

"Why am I the mom? Shouldn't I be the dad?" Minhyung played along.

"But my mom is older than my dad. So, you should be the mom because you're older," Sungie said, seriousness in his tone.

Minhyung laughed at the kid's cuteness. "But it doesn't matter who's older or younger. The female is the mom while the male is the dad."

"If that's the case, then we're both dads?" Sungie asked and Minhyung resisted his urge to pinch the younger's cheeks.

"If you want to be the dad, then sure, I'll be the mom." Minhyung smiled.

"Yey!" Sungie hopped in delightness. He hugged him on his neck and Minhyung hugged him back. "Minhyungie, I like you."

"Sungie, how old are you?"

"I'm eight."

"Do you really like Minhyungie?"

Sungie nodded, "I do."

Minhyung chuckled, "You're just saying that because you're a kid. When you're older, that's when the time you'll finally realize that you don't like me."

"B-but I do." Sungie sounded like he was about to cry. And maybe Minhyung regret saying that. "I do like you, hyungie. Mom said if you like someone, tell them that you like them. I like you so I'm telling you right now that I like you."

"Come here. I'm sorry. Okay, Minhyungie likes Sungie too."

"You do?" Sungie hugged him again.

He melted again, "I do."

"Holy shit! That's wrong. He was just eight, I was thirteen. No, no, no!"

His fellow dentists stare at him, confusion written on their faces.

"Mark, are you okay?"

Fuck, did I say that out loud? "Oh, I'm sorry. Of course, I'm okay." No, I'm not.
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