Let Us Have An Adventure - MARKHYUCK

We'll get there.

Don't forget to comment and vote please! :) Also a quick note: I really really really dislike this chapter, but I decided to just post it, since I did not want people to wait any longer (are people even waiting for this? 💀). <3 I am also planning on drafting the few last chapters (3/4/5? chapters or something?), since I feel like this book will come to a close :)

You'd think we'd be a lot closer after those events, but in reality we still barely spoke the next day. 

People kept asking me where I was the previous days, however none of them realised Donghyuck did not come to class either. It's weird how some just choose to ignore one person, but pay attention to the next. 

He was avoiding me, and we both knew it. The moment he saw me having lunch in the Hall, he turned right around and walked away. When Noah asked about it, I just shrugged due to the fact that I myself did not even know the answer.

It was only during dinner, when I stood up and left to go to the toilets (because hey, a guy needs to empty his bladder) that I found Damian cornering Donghyuck in the back of the lavatory. 

First I was confused, but happy to see two of my friends talking, however after seeing how small Donghyuck made himself, constantly flinching and diverting his eyes to the ground while clutching his waist, I immediately sprinted towards him. 

"Donghyuck, are you okay?" I lunged myself between him and Damian.

Damian jumped up from the sudden movement, but I couldn't care less. I looked him in the eyes, then examined him from tip to toe. Having fast reflexes, I saw his knuckles being bandaged, while the other hand was coated in dried up blood. 

"What's going on, you're shaking," I softly asked Donghyuck, trying to make sense of the situation. Although to be fair, I had already quite the idea what was going on. 

Behind me I heard Damian quietly trying to leave, but before he could I called out for him. 

"Damian." He hastily turned around. 

"Yeah?" He approached us again, his eyes never meeting mine. I knew something was wrong. In the months I've been staying at L'institut I have gotten only better friends with him. This was also how I could see he was nervous. His fingers were cramped up and he was slightly chewing on his bottom lip. 

"Could you tell me what happened?"

"Oh. Yeah. Totally, we were just talking about the biology homework," He said, but he didn't seem sure with himself, so even for a penguin it was an obvious lie. His eyes shifted from my lef shoe to my right.

"Dame."

"Hm?" His head shot up and finally I could properly look him in his eyes, which were full of regret and fear.

"I don't appreciate it when people lie to me, you know this." I tried to keep the eye contact, I wanted to drag him into a staring contest he knew he would lose, and have him admit the truth. But all I was met with was silence. 

"Did you hit him?" There. I said it. 

"Hm, what?" I was met with false confusion. 

I looked him straight in the eye. "Did you?" 

He broke. "Look, It, I, I'm sorry okay? Fuck man. I didn't really mean it I," He rambled on, but I couldn't hear the words. 

I grabbed him by the collar of our uniform and yelled, "The fuck, man." I pushed him backwards, and that's when it escalated.

Too stunned by my actions, Damian just stumbled backwards, still confused. By punching him right there I caught him off guard. After my right made contact with his nose he fell, clutching it in his own hands. 

With his eyes watery from the hit and embedded with fear he looked at me. I'm not very proud at what I did next but oh well, payback bitch. 

I continued swearing at him until I heard a whimper from Donghyuck. Turning around, a saw him huddling in the corner, shaking harder than Beyoncés hips when she preforms.

"Fuck", I said under my breath, "Donghyuck, it's okay. It's okay." 

As I tried to cup his cheeks in an attempt to calm him down, I noticed my hands being bloody. It was probably because of the nose bleed I gave Damian. Instead of cupping his cheeks, I decided to hug him, putting his head in the crook of my neck as I squatted down next to him.

Only after sitting in that position for a long time, I noticed that Damian bolted. The anger welled up inside me again, but Donghyuck sniffling slightly kept me distracted. 

When we arrived at the dorms, he stopped me. "Mark?"

I looked at him expectantly, giving hi a smile smile that meant to say, 'go on'.

"Why did you..." He didn't finish his sentence. He did not have to though, I knew what he was hinting at. 

"He hit you." Was all I said. Was all I really needed to say. 

There hung this silence. We both knew that by me admitting I wanted to protect him, I felt stronger about him than friends do. Hell, I'd just finished hitting my friend for him. 

I felt scared though. Although people did say Donghyuck had an interest for men too, I didn't want to make him uncomfortable by acting upon my feelings. Maybe he wasn't interested in boys at all. Maybe he was disgusted by it. 

I remember a time when me, father and mother went out for ice cream one time. Father had taken time off from work and mother looked up the nearest amusement park, as she wanted to surprise me. 

When in the queue for this rollercoaster made of wood, two men in front of us were holding hands. They had looked at me and smiled, asking if I was enjoying the ice cream. 

Nodding my head I wanted to respond, 'yes, it's disco flavour!', but before I could, mother had glared at them and hissed, "Don't. I am turning a blind eye to your, abnormal behaviour, in front of my son, but," She glanced at me before spitting out, "What you are doing right now is disgusting." 

Before she could say anything else, the two men had left the queue in a hurry. "Serves them good," She had mumbled. 

"Mother, what did you tell those men? You've mad them sad." I said, pretty oblivious to it all. I might've heard it all, but had no clue what mother had referred to that day.

The rest I remember was Mother and Father having this large fight. Thinking back on it, it was probably about what she said. 

There are still many people with hate in their hearts, spitting poison at everyone who doesn't follow their exact lifestyle. 

It still kind of hurts just to think that my mother was this kind of person. Of course, she was a  lovely mother to me, but the impact her words had left me did restrict me from confessing to Donghyuck right then and there.

Even if I secretly really wanted to, I didn't feel ready yet. When Donghyuck laid down on the bed he was asleep within second. 

I thought, "yeah, let's not rush into things I'm not confident about yet. We'll get there," as I laid down next to him.

We'll get there.