“Where are Mark and Jeno?”
The same question has been asked a few times in their assigned room only to be answered when they finally reached the parking lot.
“I can’t believe it.”
Mark has Jeno pressed against one of the bus’ sides while they’re not so lowkey shamelessly making out.
“Fucking finally someone grew some balls,” Jaehyun comments as he makes his way up the bus’ stairs.
For the sake of enjoying their more-than-delayed make out session, Mark ignores him as his hands keep gripping Jeno's hips, bringing him impossibly close. Jeno still has his hands tightly balled in his hair so Mark figures he doesn’t care that much either.
“Shit, that tongue move will taunt me to the end of time,”
“Get off the way!” Taeyong demands when Yuta takes his sweet time to stare after having the audacity to complain. Taeyong forcefully shoves Yuta into the bus and pats his own back for being a good leader and let the kids enjoy the moment.
His benevolent leadership feeling dies quite quickly though. Their make out session seems to never end and Taeyong has to go out of the bus to pull Jeno's arm — gaining a surprised shriek — and push him into the bus. Mark follows suit as expected and a few snickers are thrown their way.
It eventually calms down when their coach glares at them because they sound like kindergarten.
When the bus finally sets off and they’re on their own peaceful world, recalling the game or just sleeping, Yuta seems more vivid than ever. He appears behind the back of the seats placed in front of Mark and Jeno's chosen ones and rests his arms onto the headboard, chin nestled in between.
“Question,”
Mark rolls his eyes because Yuta never has good intentions and those mischievous eyes confirm his thoughts. Mark ignores him, instead immersing on untangling his earbuds when another voice speaks up.
“Shoot,” Jeno replies and Mark gives him a glare because what? Haven’t they learned from it yet? But Jeno smirks, remembering the last time and how much they got from it, and let’s not mention how much he enjoyed seeing Mark being a flustered mess.
Pointing to the both of them, Yuta says: “Is it official?”
Mark seriously thinks his questions are always unnecessary and he would live more peacefully if they went extinct, but then his eyes land on Jeno — with his sheepish gaze along with a slight lovely red color washing his cheeks to complete the cute pack and Mark can’t stop the stirring up butterflies in his stomach. So maybe, just maybe, Yuta’s questions are actually not that bad after all — but Mark won’t admit it in a billion years.
Looking back to Yuta, Mark finally spits, “Yeah.”
There's a brief pause before the whole bus starts hollering, their teammates that were asleep, suddenly wake up clapping to whatever is going on, still processing the information. Mark hears someone yelling ‘pay up bitch’ along with ‘bet’ and other words that he tunes off for the sake of his own sanity. Their coach, for once, let them enjoy themselves and they may be taking a bit advantage of that.
“I’m sorry,” Mark apologizes, coming closer to Jeno so he can hear him over the obnoxious yells. “I was trapped.”
Jeno shakes his head, lips curling up. “It’s okay,”
Mark thinks there must be some kind of magnetism because he can’t stop falling deeper in all kind of ways, his head already leaning in, Jeno's breath already ghosting over his lips and then suddenly everything is gone. Someone jerks him to the opposite side of his seat and all Mark can see is Jaehyun’s serious face.
“Mark, we need to talk,”
Shaking away Jaehyun’s hands still clenching onto his hoodie, Mark swifts on his seat.
“What?” Mark doesn’t even try to hide his annoyed tone because he just missed an opportunity of kissing those plump lips — and that’s unforgivable.
“Now that you’re in a romantic relationship — which I highly approve after all the headaches I got thanks to you — there is something I need to point out. I’m like your big brother so it’s my duty— no, don’t give me that disgusted face you little shit,” Mark rolls his eyes because his speech seems to never end. “As I was saying, it’s my duty — to give you the talk.”
“Oh god,” Mark seriously wants to disappear right now.
Jeno breaks in an outburst of rowdy laughs while Mark tries to hide his face under his hoodie, zipping up the front and ducking his head in.
“Mark, this is serious!” Jaehyun shakes mark’s arm and tries to take Mark’s face out of his hideout, only to make him sink even more in his misery. At some point Jaehyun starts laughing too.
“Mark!”

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FanficMark and Jeno belong to rival high schools and they hate each other's guts - they're not even subtle about this statement. They think the universe must be playing a joke on them when they end up in the same university, auditioning for the same volle...