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♡ "oh...but he's all I want" ♡- unknown
"What are you wearing?" Mark questioned Donghyuck in a hushed tone as he pulled him to the nearest secluded area of the frat house. With the older cornering him with his back against the hard wall, Donghyuck couldn't help the goosebumps that littered across his tanned skin.
His brown orbs looked up to Mark in a teasing manner as he said, "clothes...something wrong with them?"
Mark internally groaned at the other's response his eyes fixated on the pretty male's chest that looked so heavenly beneath the lingerie of the sheer shirt. How did the younger expect him to function properly while being dressed so pretty...so tempting? Was Donghyuck on a mission to tease him tonight?
"You're not paying attention to me, Markie." Donghyuck said, his voice low yet his tone dominating Mark's senses entirely.
"Donghyuck—"
"You sound choked up." The younger threaded his fingers through Mark's black hair. His fingers traced the recent undercut the older got right before the new semester. It was a simple haircut, something Donghyuck himself was completely against at first. He loved Mark's mullet, didn't want to part with it, but the undercut...the undercut caught the boy off guard. Now he's obsessed with it. Another Mark Lee obsession added to his list. "Well?"
"'Well' what?" Mark finally gathered his words.
"Is something wrong with the clothes I'm wearing?"
Mark didn't answer. He couldn't. If he did, God knows what vulgar things were bound to slip past his lips urged not only by his internal feelings but also the alcohol he consumed prior to Donghyuck's arrival.Breaking away from the close proximity with the boy, Mark took a deep breath as he said, "I think they're playing beer pong. Be my partner?"
It wasn't the answer Donghyuck was looking for but how could he ever deny Mark? He was so weak for him that if the older told him to strip in front of the crowd he'd probably do it with his gaze solely focused on Mark's.
"Okay." Donghyuck answered. "But if we lose, you owe me, Minhyung." Donghyuck hardly ever called Mark by his Korean name. Which is why the older nearly short circuit as he watched the other pull him into the crowd of drunk students.
"Ayo, Mark!" Someone shouted across the room, gesturing the male to join their game. "You guys did a good job setting up the place."
"Yeah no thanks to you." Mark rolled his eyes as he took one of the red cups filled with an unknown substance off the table. Donghyuck watched in awe as the older took two gulps from cup then discarding it by throwing it into the trash can a few inches away from where they stood.
"I was busy man." The clearly intoxicated male replied to Mark's comment.
"Yeah? With who?" Mark smirked.
"Remember the pretty boy from my biology class I kept talking about last semester?"
"Yeah, how could I ever forget? You're quite persistent, Hendery. Especially during cleanup hours."
Hendery chuckled as he slung his arm around Mark's shoulder. "That's how you get places in life, Lee." The latter was about to say more bullshit until he noticed Donghyuck quietly standing beside Mark. "Who's the cutie?" He questioned.
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