johnny: how are u holding up lil guy
donghyuck: 😐😐
johnny: as i expected
johnny: donghyuck i didnt tell taeyong that you were injured to fuckin like
johnny: sabotage you or something
johnny: i knew you'd be mad at me 😭
johnny: honestly you can take it out on me though if you really need to.
donghyuck: .
johnny: what now
donghyuck: hungry
johnny: make food then
donghyuck: legs hurt
donghyuck: hyunggggg
johnny: yes donghyuck?
donghyuck: order me food and i'll forgive you..
johnny: you are satan personified you know that
donghyuck: *giggles cutely* 🥺🥺🥺🥺
johnny: what do you want asshole.
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mark got back to his hotel room, as they were to be flying to the next city in a few hours. he'd packed most of his stuff, but hadn't double checked the bathroom yet.
he peered into the bathroom, to see something on the floor.
at first glance, he just assumed it was a towel, but picked it up and realised that during the few days donghyuck spent in this room with him, he'd left a hoodie on the bathroom floor
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mark: hyuckiiee
donghyuck: stop that
mark: why! do you like that name?
donghyuck: yes
donghyuck: alot
mark: ohhhh
mark: ok :)
mark: so basically
mark: you left ur hoodie
donghyuck: did i
mark:
mark: mhm C:
mark: mine noww
donghyuck:
YOU ARE READING
cingulomania ~ markhyuck
Fanfictioncingulomania: a strong desire to hold a person in one's arms a markhyuck book where the pining is unknowingly mutual.