FOR THE FUTURE ⋮ nohyuck/markhyuck/markhyuckno

Chapter Eleven

Donghyuck didn't like staying in the room of the two.

First of all, there was no privacy. Just this morning, when he asked Jeno to walk him to the showers, the latter got an idea that it'd be better if he showered as well. What if Donghyuck fell and no one heard? Mark joined them as he had to leave in a few hours. Noram was also brought as no one wanted to leave him alone.

So, all four of them went there at the same time. Donghyuck had to pull the curtains to express that he didn't want any kids or guys joining him, making Jeno and Noram sad. But after a few seconds, Noram invited himself, and Donghyuck couldn't get rid of him. He was just too clingy.

"Can you wash my hair?" he asked innocently.

Donghyuck couldn't say no. He helped the kid a little and then started washing himself up. As he finished washing his own hair, he turned to Noram, but the kid was no longer there. In fact, he disappeared and went to check on Jeno, then Mark. Donghyuck heard the guys talking to him, and Noram happily replied.

"You look like Superman!" he gasped as he visited Jeno.

It must've been his abs that Noram noticed.

"Why is it so big?" the kid wheezed as he came to Mark. "Papa's way smaller."

"NORAM!" Donghyuck yelled, his face flushing.

The kid happily ran to Donghyuck. His papa grabbed him by the arm so their eye levels could match as he was sitting on a chair, unable to stand for too long.

"Don't compare dick sizes," he whispered. "It's rude. You just humiliated me."

"I-I was talking about butts."

Donghyuck wanted to bash his head into a stall.

Another thing Donghyuck started to hate while staying there was constant boredom. Thanks to Jeno, he at least could charge his dying phone. But it was still no use. Donghyuck learned that he was the person who needed to move around and talk to people to entertain himself, not sit in one place and listen to a kid's sounds as he played with his toy cars. When Jeno and Mark were out, there was no one he could talk to.

So, it was about time he had to find an activity himself. What else could it be than letting out his nosy self? Taking a sandwich Jeno left for him and munching on it, Donghyuck sat up and rustled the architect's drawers. He found many sketches, as expected, even more pencils and different types of pens. Donghyuck finished writing the letter and then continued checking what things Jeno had. Noticing that there was nothing else for him to see―Jeno really had stuff related to his major only, no porn magazines or anything mysterious―Donghyuck moved on to Mark.

He stood up and, jumping on one foot, reached the senior's bed. Checking his drawers, Donghyuck found many papers with music sheets and self-written songs. The last finding attracted the boy, and he even read a few. It was about nature and freedom, silly, but enough to make the brunette relate to it. He moved on, finding Mark's drawings. Well, they were just sketches he tried to make real. But as he wasn't a very good artist, they only made Donghyuck laugh.

"Hey, Noram."

He wanted to show one drawing of a dog to the kid, but upon flipping the paper, which was a fast hand movement, he missed how a pile of music sheets fell from his lap and spread onto the floor. Noticing it all a little too late and cussing his own clumsiness, Donghyuck tried to fix this mess. Luckily, Noram came to help him, as he thought Papa called him just for that.

"Is there anything left?" he asked the kid.

"There's one next to your feet. Under the bed."

Donghyuck bent down for a tenth time already and picked up the last paper. He was about to sit up straight and put it where it belonged when he saw a box under the bed. That aroused his curiosity for sure. There had to be something interesting in there! Or it could be a box of old sneakers...