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At 11:40 p.m., Donghyuck sat up, and panting hard. He was sweating like a pig, his vision cleared, the nightmare felt so real that he even cried. With a tear-stained face, messy bed hair and fast heart rate, Donghyuck looked like a mess. 

He slowly reached out his hand for a glass of water he'd filled at the nightstand before he went to sleep. But, as he craned his neck, he could see a figure standing over him.

Hendery?

Was it Hendery?

But this was not Hendery's pheromone. This pheromone belonged to —

“Mark?”

What was Mark doing in his room in the middle of the night? Why didn't he just wake him up if he had something to say?

Wait.

What if Mark was thinking of doing something bad to him? Not that bad, bad, though. But, that kind of ‘bad’.

Donghyuck's heart raced. He couldn't think of anything but scream as loud as he could. He also had no idea why did he scream when he could easily defend himself. He was the yoodanja, a black belt holder in tae kwan do, fighting with a person, shouldn't be a problem for him.

Maybe, this was all because of the almost-kissed incident a few days ago which made him stay a distance from Mark.

“Hendery!”

Donghyuck screamed but Mark's hand clapped over his mouth. And it only made it worst.

Donghyuck whacked his hands at Mark's arms as he kicked the sheets off. He needed to protect himself. The last thing he wanted was to be kissed by Mark.

As he already expected, Mark was shocked. He backed away, he couldn't even say anything.

In seconds, the bedroom door opened and Hendery burst inside. He wore leopard-printed pyjamas with a nightcap, holding a broom in his hand. If this wasn't an emergency, Donghyuck would laugh his ass out at Hendery.

“what's it Sir Donghyuck?” pointed the broom everywhere, Hendery looked around him as if he was looking for the culprit.

But, he couldn't find any.

Except for dumbfounded Mark and Donghyuck who was shielding his body using his arms.

“Mark was trying to rape me!” Donghyuck screamed.

“he what?” Hendery blinked a few times and automatically dropped the broom on his hand. “I beg your pardon, Sir?”

“I what?” Mark was flabbergasted, his voice almost cracked.

While Donghyuck was still panting so hard. “you were looking at me with lust!”

Mark rolled his eyes and let out an indignant squeak at being the object of suspicion. Of course, he loves ‘Donghyuck’, but how come the old annoying Donghyuck seemed to make his comeback now?

“no, I was not!” Gestured at the digital clock next to the bed. The number flashed 12:03 a.m. “dude, I came in here because I wanted to be the very first one to wish you a happy birthday...”