𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 ❣ 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨.

Chapter Fourteen.

Jisung barges in his office, and he saw him talking to two guys and they're laughing together.

"Minhyung?"

Mark turns his head to look at him, suddenly smiling when he sees the younger. "Hey, Jisung!"

"Oh, he's Jisung?" Donghyuck asks, pointing at the blue-haired guy. "He's... so tall."

"And cute." Renjun comments.

"I'm cuter, right?" Donghyuck pouts at his boyfriend.

"Nope." Renjun laughs when Donghyuck's face turns serious.

"Come in!" Mark says and the youngest complies. "Sit here." He's about to get up from the chair but Jisung is so fast to push him and sits on his lap.

"Seat." Jisung smirks.

Donghyuck and Renjun look at each other and suddenly laugh.

"Are you a couple now?" Renjun asks, teasing the oldest. "You didn't tell us anything."

Mark blushes underneath the youngest. He looks away and pushes Jisung gently but the said guy didn't even move. "N-no. Not yet."

"Not yet?" Donghyuck widen his eyes, "So, there's a possibility that you two will be a couple?" he teases.

"Yes!" Jisung says, smiling widely. "Hi, I'm Park Jisung."

"I'm Lee Donghyuck!" Donghyuck grins and points at his boyfriend, "And this is Lee Renjun, my husband."

"Huang Renjun. Boyfriend," Renjun corrects, "I'm his boyfriend. We're not husbands yet."

"So, there's a possibility that you two will get married?" Jisung teases back. Mark laughs at the couple.

"Oh, shut up!" Renjun says, and slaps Donghyuck's arms, cheeks are shades of red.

Donghyuck carresses the part of his arm where Renjun hit him, "Ouch!"

Mark suddenly slides his arms around Jisung's waist, hugging the tall student, his cheek resting on the latter's back. Jisung notices what the dentist did and smiles slightly.

"By the way, we're leaving now! We don't want to disturb your lovey-dovey time." Donghyuck says and Renjun laughs behind him. Mark only glares at him.

Jisung nods, "Okay! Bye, Donghyuck hyung. Bye, Renjun hyung." he smiles and he waves at them.

"Bye!" The couple wave at them and leave Mark's office, as well as the clinic.

Jisung gets off Mark's lap and pulls him. Mark confusedly stares at him when Jisung sits on the chair instead.

"That's my seat." Mark says.

"No. Here." Jisung then pulls him to make him sit on his lap. Mark slaps his shoulder but the younger just laughs.

Mark has his back facing Jisung. The latter slides his arm around his waist and puts his chin onto the top of his shoulder. He can feel the younger's breathing tickling his neck.

"You skipped school today, didn't you?"

Jisung looks down at his school uniform he's wearing. He shrugs his shoulder and smiles lazily at Mark, "Maybe."

Mark clicks his tongue and shakes his head. "Jisung, that's bad. Because of me, you're skipping school."

"I don't want to go to school today. They're giving me anxiety." Jisung pouts, his chin's still resting on the older's shoulder.

"Jisung-ah, it's not good to skip school. I know school makes you nervous, but sometimes, you gotta force yourself into doing something you need to do even if you don't want it." Mark says, holding the younger's hand. He encircles his thumb onto the back of Jisung's big hand.

"Can you bring me to school, hyungie?" Hyungie.

Mark nods slowly, "Okay, I guess, I could. I don't have a patient until later. I can come with you to school. But we'll be taking a bus, 'kay? I don't have a car."

Jisung nods back, "It's okay. I'm fine just being with you."

And Mark can't help but to smile.
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