Let Us Have An Adventure - MARKHYUCK

You're as sweet as honey.

:) welcome back! I'm sorry for not updating a lot! I am kind of planning another book!! let me know if I should make it a Markhyuck book like this one, or another ship. Also, writing this chapter felt awkward, since idk??? I didn't even describe someone's dick but I'm still weirded out. They look ugly anyway, like they look disgusting,, would people voluntarily choke on it??? Idk how to plan these next few chapters out but just bare with me please I've got vacation now so I'll try to write a lot!!  enjoy😭😭😟

He woke me the next day, about an hour before we both had our separate classes. As you've probably noticed before, I tend to hug him in my sleep. 

So once again, my hands were wrapped around his waist and my legs were intertwined with his. We laid there chest to chest.

I fully woke up once he started ruffling my hair. 

"Mark," he whispered in my ear. When I didn't respond (see: purposefully ignoring him in favour of sleep) he tried again, this time slightly shaking my torso as well. "Mork?"

"Murk? Marker?" 

There was a small pause before he asked, "Mel?" This time there was a slight change his voice. He sounded almost hesitant. As he should be because not only were the nicknames very very embarrassing, they were also too creative (not the good kind). So, in order for him to stop, I opened one eye slowly, then the other.

"Are you done," I remember asking him. Although it probably came out of my mouth like 'ayodon?', since my voice was still groggy. I was met with a smiling face and eyes sparkling with mischief. 

"What is it?"

"Nothing, nothing." He waved his hand at me.

"Tell me," I said. More like whined, which probably looked a little pathetic but oh well. 

"It's nothing Mel," He smiled sweetly, his teeth full on display. He tauntingly wiggled his eyebrows at me, before making a move towards my glasses. 

"Here," He handed them over to me. The leather black sleeve felt rough in my hands. A stark difference compared to his soft skin.

Looking back at him I asked, "Mel? Where does that come from?" Now that I had my glasses on and I sat upright in the bed, my eyes where blinded by the sun. I propped up my pillow and laid against it, so I could avoid the morning sunshine.  

Or well- the morning sunshine was actually trying to ignore me.

He shuffled slightly, not looking me in the eyes again. However, a small smile still tugged at his lip. I knew he could feel my eyes on him, so I continued to stare at him, hoping that he would answer my question instead of remaining silent. 

My hands started playing with the sheets beneath me. They were the soft but heavy kind. One that crunches every time u roll over. Donghyuck usually hogs them at night, wrapping himself up in them, leaving only his head out. Though one day I was left without blanket at all, I didn't really mind. I'd just take one of the extra blankets from the storage cupboards anyway, since the weather was getting hotter by the day anyway. 

Funnily enough, that night we shared the blanket with no trouble. I'd have thought that halfway through the night I'd be left blanket-less again, knowing Donghyuck's tendencies, but turns out he is capable of peacefully sharing the covers. Shocking.

I was startled out of my thoughts when he spoke up. 

"You know, you always put honey in your tea. No sugar, just the mint leaves and honey," He raised his head to look at me and with it one eyebrow as if to ask for confirmation. 

"Oh. Yeah, I guess I do"

"Yeah, so Mel means honey," He looked at me with uncertainty, as if he was testing the waters. 

I can't say I wasn't effected by that. The fact that he basically called me honey made me smile already. I didn't wan't to seem as if I was laughing at him though, so I quickly reacted.

"Really? In what language, I've never heard that before," I asked. I stopped scrunching up the sheets, looking at his hands instead. He always uses his hands when he gets passionate about explaining something. 

"In Latin actually. It's quite cool." He then went on to explain that many words in many different languages stem from Latin words. His mother apparently was a Latin- and Ancient Greek teacher, which is why he knew all these little fun facts. Before he would ramble on and on I decided to interrupt him. Not that I wanted hi to stop talking, not at all. I could listen to him talk about anything for ages, and I still wouldn't get tired of it.  However, I would not let him get the chance to change the subject that quick. 

"So, my dear latin professor, what made you call me as such?" Teasingly, I tried wiggling my eyebrows, but it clearly didn't have the effect I wanted it to have. Instead of flustering him, he bursted out laughing, flinging himself across the mattress. 

"You- You-," He pointed at my eyebrows, "Do it again, please."

"I will. But first tell me why, honey." I answered. That rendered him quite speechless. I could see the faint blush forming on his cheeks and his eyes would focus on anything but mine.

Donghyuck: 0, Mark: 1.

Then he laughed. Nervously, but nonetheless, he laughed. 

"Mark, I was trying to wake your thick head up. I was just making up names, trying to get a reaction out of you." 

Oh. Donghyuck: 100000, Mark: 0.

Damn. I totally miscalculated the situation, and I didn't think ever felt more embarrassed than this in my entire life.

"But, I guess Mel seemed to get you to wake up right? So, Mel it is." He said, his eyes kept flickering to my hands that had stopped abusing the sheets.

"Anyway, back to why I woke you up in the first place. Look at the clock- We've only got like half an hour left before MU class starts. And Miss Adelaine may like me, but she does not like tardy people. So hurry Mel, you go hop in the shower and I will  put the kettle on. When you're finished the tea will be ready."  

We were on time. As a matter of fact, we were way too early. I took a quick shower, then realised I forgot my clothes in the bedroom. 

Running towards the room, I proceeded to stub my toe and swear like a sailor. When I continued the long long long journey towards the bedroom (it was about 10 metres away, but it felt like a thousand), I could hear Donghyuck call out my name from the common room. 

"Mel? You okay- OH!" His eyes widened and his mouth hung open wide. However he made no effort to look away. So there we stood, in the middle of the hallway, awkwardly making eye contact. Donhyuck in some joggers and a t-shirt a little too big for him, and me in my- well, in just my birthday suit, only just quickly covering my junk with my hands. 

I scraped my throat, and that was when Donghyuck realised he was still staring. He swiftly turned around. 

"I am so sorry. I- Holy fuck- I thought you broke something or fell I-"

He shook his head quickly from left to right, like one of those bouncy head figures you have on your dashboard. "I'll finish the tea," He said, speed walking away from me. However I was still close enough to hear him swearing under his breath.

We got ready in silence, both sipping our tea's and brushing our teeth, before heading towards the MU wing. It was incredibly awkward, and I felt there was a long and exhausting day ahead.