how to: gay panic // Markhyuck OS

how to: gay panic

The ice cream was long melted and the icky, icy liquid was trailing down his hand. Did he have any means to stop this madness? Probably. Why was Mark Lee letting his hand coat with vanilla ice cream with extra sprinkles?

Oh that. He did not even notice until now. 

Cussing, he ripped away his gaze from the gorgeous boy across the street and looked at his best friend.

"John," he said, "ice cream melted. Do you have a tissue? A handkerchief?" John- or Johnny- shushed him and simply kept looking at that one boy next to the boy Mark had been looking at. "Johnny," Mark started again, sighing desperatly, "ice cream icky." 

"Lick it off," stated Johnny, shuffling further into the bushes which were hiding them, never tearing his eyes away from the boy. Mark sighed again. The ice cream was dripping. "I don't wanna lick that... why did you get me ice cream in the first place? You know i am lactose intolerant. " 

"I am too, dumbo. Ten was there, i am gay, so i got some. Easy as that."

Mark was silent for a while, then he huffed. "Wow. Woooow Johnny. You'd let me have diarrhea over your crush?" - "Yes." -"Fuck you." - "I'd rather not." 

The unfortunate boy sighed again and looked back towards the pretty boy standing next to "Ten" (who was not a number as he previously had thought). He was wondering what relation they both had, the way they laughed and giggled together. How could Johnny still stare at Ten when that boy clearly stood out even more?

Urgh, there was still ice cream on his hand. Urghhhh it was stil melted and running. Oh god it felt like a little bug crawling around on his skin. Ewwww ew ew ew- 

"Johnnyyyyyy," Mark whined again, "it's disgusting, can we please leave to somewhere where i can throw that melted crap away? I also need to wash my hands asap." Finally his bestfriend ripped his gaze away and turned towards him. "Oh yuck, " he said, seeing the mess of the other's once ice cream. 

"Oh yuuuck? This is a warzone!!! You got me in this situation, take responsibility!" Mark jokingly yelled, Johnny laughing because of that. "That sounds as if i had impregnated you," he responded, giggling, searching for tissues in his pockets. "Because that comes close to diarrhea, right," the younger said, thanking Johnny for the tissues. "Well there will be something coming out of you either way." Then the taller sighed and looked back, seeing that Ten and the other boy dissapeared from the place they previously were lowkey stalked at. "I think i am done staring at Ten," Johnny concluded, "let's throw away that ice-cream concocsion." 

"Stare at who?" a soft voice called out, Mark and Johnny rapidly turning around. Johnny still stuck inside the bushes and Mark with melted ice-cream over his hands and tissues in his other. 

"Woah," made Mark, "is this Ten?" Johnny nodded and swallowed loudly. "That is Ten." 

Seeing Ten up close made Mark see what Johnny saw in him. Ten was very handsome and pretty at the same time, his cat-like eyes were twinkling with amusement and he just waited for Johnny to answer with interesting adoration. "Who were you two staring at?" he asked again. Behind him popped up the other boy he stood with. 

Now. Wow. Gorgeous, talented, showstopping, hot, god, oh my god oh lord mark sussy bak- 

"You have ice cream all over your hands," he said, still being kind of standing behind Ten. "Yeah," replied Mark slowly, his head not really working- the boys hair reminded him of honey and his voice sounded like... the best voice he had ever heard- "i am lactose intolerant." 

"Cool, I'm Donghyuck." 

Awesome name, 10/10, the parents made a very good choice. "I am Mark." The other nodded, "I think Ten mentioned you." 

"This is awkward," whispered Johnny from still inside the bush. Ten went over to Johnny and gave him a hand in order for the other to stand up. Johnny, not wasting any oppertunity, immediatly took the hand and- with his mind not functioning well apparently- he pulled Ten down to him. 

"Thisssss is awkward," giggled Donghyuck, then looking at Mark. "The ice cream is still all over your hands." "Thank you," said Mark, "I'm awkward."
"I thought you were Mark?" chimed out Johnny, still not functioning.
"Leave the Dad part for Ten," answered Mark. Apparently not functioning well as well.

"Good for you," said Donghyuck, "Ten has a degradation ki-" "SPEAK AND I WILL CUT OFF YOUR TONGUE!" Donghyuck simply nodded. "Mark, let's go somewhere else, i think they two on the floor are quite enjoying themselves." Mark simply nodded. Donghyuck had already started walking off to somewhere. Mark, not thinking at all just jogged up behind Donghyuck and followed him. 

"Maybe we should go somewhere, where you can wash your hands; your lactose intolerant, that's why you didn't lick it off?" The cute brown eyes of the other looked at him curiously, the universe of his iris twinkling invitingly. Invitingly, as in, Mark felt invited to get lost in those eyes- that he did. God, Donghyuck was cute. 

Oh and he had asked a question. "Uh- yeah, that's why. I'm not really into diarrhea." Donghyuck nodded and smiled. "I understand that, i completely get that. Ten is afraid of fruits." "I know,"  said Mark, then he looked panicked, "- i mean i understand that! We weren't stalking you both or something!!" The other giggled and waved that off. 

"Don't worry", he said in his lovely honey voice, "don't worry at all. Ten was here because he wanted to stalk Johnny." "Oh,"  made Mark, then he looked confused at Doghyuck, "what?" "Yeah", he replied, "Ten is really into Johnny since almost forever i think?" They arrived at a fountain, Donghyuck took the napkins and threw them away.  "Can i touch you?" he asked softly, extending his hands  towards Mark. 

His hands looked soft and cute, his fingertips looked slightly scratched- was he playing an instrument? What a hot guy, what an absolute hot boy. OH FUCK HE ASKED ANOTHER QUESTIO-

"Yes," Mark said  quickly, "please do." Donghyuck laughed softly again. Why was everything so soft about him? Oh his smile was so soft. Ohhhh his cheeks oh god... Donghyuck took Mark's hands and washed  them careully in  the fountain and dried them off with  tissues he had with him. Mark cleared his throat. "Thank you... really." "Don't mention it, " Donghyuck smiled, "I'd do anything for a hottie like you." 

"Oh", Mark blushed, "th-thank you." Gasping Donghyuck let go of him. "Sorry, did i make you uncomfortable?" "N-nooo," Mark laughed awkwardly, "i just think you're very cute and soft." Donghyuck fell silent and blushed bright red. Oh god did Mark now make him uncomfortable- he needed to think of something fast. "D-do  you play an instrument?"

The boy lit up. "I am learning the guitar at the moment! But i much rather sing, I think singing is more easy. But singing a capella just doesn't do it anymore, you know?" Mark nodded. "You need someone to acompanny you? I play the guitar..." "You do?" Donghyuck looked happily at him, "you'd do that for me?" 

Mark smiled. "Yeah, you're cute and you washed my hands." The other laughed. "I might just start stalking with Ten to see you more often." "You don't need to do that," said Mark, gathering his last bit of confidence, "i will give you my number..." Donghyuck smiled. "Yeah.. i think that is good."

They stared at each other in silence. Both starting to blush again, smiling at each other. Mark cleared his throat again. "Sorry," he mumbled, "gay panic." "Don't worry," replied Donghyuck, "me too." 

"Should we go on a date then?" asked Mark, "since you know... we're both gay."  Donghyuck nodded. "Then we should practice a song together and sing it when Johnny and Ten finally get together." Mark smiled, "Sounds like a plan."

"Sure does. I think your  hands are shaking, but that's fine, mine do too."