good boy - nct, markhyuck

✯ 27 ✯

dognhyuck sat down on the bleachers that were starting to fill-up.

today was the day of the last match of the season for the school's basketball team.

they were playing the final against their main opponents.

the atmosphere inside the school's stadium truly felt like a final day.

"god, can they be any louder?" renjun groaned, turning around to glare at a group of teens that were being way-too-loud for his liking.

donghyuck rested his head on jisung's shoulder while waiting for the stadium to be full so that the game could start. on his other side, jaemin was using his hands to cover renjun's ears. they obviously were both in their own world.

"aren't you too hot with this jacket?" jisung asked, seeing his friend wearing a jacket while they were inside a stadium.

"mark lent it to me..." donghyuck replied, pulling the jacket over his nose to breathe in the older boy's divine scent.

"oh, i see." jisung wiggled his brows. "he marked his property."

"no." donghyuck shook his head innocently. "he gave it to me because i was cold."

"yeah, and the fact that there is written 'lee' and '02' on your back are absolutely not to show the rest of the stadium that you're his." jisung stated, making donghyuck blush.

both boys stopped talking once the speaker announced the entrance of the different players on the pitch. a loud music was heard as the players ran on the field, standing in a line in front of the public. the speaker presented each player as the crowd roared and clapped vividly.

donghyuck's eyes were glued on the team captain all the time as he smiled brightly.

the boy flushed red when mark looked up at him and sent him a flying kiss as well as a wink.

thankfully, jisung was too busy admiring chenle, and jaemin and renjun appreciating jeno's visuals to care about donghyuck's flustered state.

and with a last announcement from the speaker, the referee blew the whistle and signalled the beginning of the final match.

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the tanned male made his way across the crowd of loud teenagers as he tried him best not to let the bottles of soda he had in his hands.

it was the half-time, and he had been designated to go and buy food and drinks for the three other boys and himself.

"huh... excuse me?"

donghyuck turned around when he felt something poking his shoulder. he found himself facing a group of girls.

"yeah?" he replied, looking at them confusedly.

"isn't this mark lee's jersey?" one of them asked, her polished nail pointing at the clothes donghyuck was wearing.

"yes. it is." donghyuck answered.

"if the question isn't too indiscreet, where did you get it?" the same girl continued her interrogatory.

"he... gave it to me." donghyuck replied simply.

"he did?" another girl asked surprised.

"yeah."

"are you sure you aren't lying?" the girl asked for confirmation.