Masquerade | Johnyong

★ Four

Chapter four: Broken halo

Taeyong and Yuta came back from their little trip to the mall. They didn't go home but to Taeyong's personal house. Taeyong had 10 bags on each arm all from different stores. 

Yuta on the other hand only had 3 bags. 

Taeyong enters his room and drops all the bags, panting. Yuta sits down on Taeyong's bed and shakes his head, "You gotta stop with this extreme shopping of yours." He says to which Taeyong shrugs. 

Taeyong suddenly falls onto his bed, his vision going blurry. "I need water..." He says. Yuta nods at Taeyong. He gets up and leaves to go get a glass of water for Taeyong. 

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Haechan put on his shirt, the water from his wet hair dripping down and creating little tiny wet spots on his shirt. 

The door opened, making Haechan jump a little. 

"Gosh, Mark, you son of bitch. You could have knocked! What if I was naked and you saw me!?" He exclaims, grabbing his towel and wrapping it around his head. 

"Well, it's not like it would be the first time."

Mark gets on his bed and immediately opens up his tablet. 

"You seem normal today. You don't seem y'know..." Mark says, his focus is on his tablet rather than Haechan. Haechan tenses up uncomfortably. He ignores Mark and sits down at his desk. "Oh shut up and go suck a dick." Haechan retorts as he's rubbing moisturizer onto his face.  

Mark looks up from his tablet and smirks, "Baby, you were sucking mine and even sitting on it 2 months ago. You want to say that again?" 

Haechan turns to face Mark. "Have you ever thought of shutting the hell up about that?"

Mark gets up from his bed and makes his way to Haechan, "What? You don't like remembering that beautiful night-" Haechan gets up and slaps Mark. 

"Beautiful? You deceived me."

Mark shrugs, "It's your fault, you were stupid enough to believe me." He says, earning himself another slap.

"Get out, I don't want to see you."

Mark only laughs, "This isn't just your room so no." 

Suddenly the door opened, "Jaehyun called for us." Xiaojun says, unaware of the situation. 

Haechan suddenly tackles Mark to the ground, throwing punches. Xiaojun rushes to them immediately. "Stop it, Haechan! Get off of him!" Xiaojun grabs Haechan and pulls him off of Mark. 

Mark takes the chances to get up. His nose was bleeding and had a scratch on his cheek. 

"Get off of me!" Haechan screamed, struggling to get out of Xiaojun's hold. Mark leaves the room, not wanting to deal with Haechan. 

Xiaojun threw Haechan onto his bed. "What is wrong with you?!" Haechan sits up, breathing heavily. 

Xiaojun stands there with his hands on his hips as he waits for an answer. Haechan suddenly gets up and storms out of the room, leaving Xiaojun by himself. 

"Whatever…" 

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Yuta put down a plate of japchae in front of Taeyong. He sits down with his own plate.