Repetitive (Markhyuck) 🌻

Chapter 3

Mark rested his head back inside the car, puffing his breathe while his two best men watches him with such worry.

Yuta was going to drive, though he was the most reckless out of all, but Jaehyun can't focus to chat and drive at the same time. So, Yuta was the only option.

"You alright?" Jaehyun patted Mark's shoulder where he was seated at the passenger seat while Jaehyun at the back.

"I'm definitely going to throw up soon."

"Whoa, not my car." 

Mark rubs his tight chest slowly, trying to digest of all the nervousness. He rolled the window open, breathing in the fresh air.

"Dude is definitely having a panic attack." Jaehyun murmured making Yuta shot a glare at him.

"Mark, calm down! You're getting married not going to the fucking war or something!"

Mark finally got his trance snapped. He gave his head shake before huffing out final nervous blow from himself.

This is definitely not like any other days, nerve wrecked than his own designer opening show.

"Sorry guys..."

"Don't mention it, now let's get going."

Yuta steps on the pedal and start their journey slowly.

Mark keeps on flipping and unlocking his phone screen just for him to expect text from his fiancé.

Of course, he'll be busy.

With few scrolls, he stops upon his parent's contact numbers which he hasn't deleted.

"You can invite them, it's never too late. Though I hate your parents, they are still your parents."

Mark sighed; he had his eyes rolled for a bit.

"Nah."

He waves his hand, dismissing the topic. Jaehyun just shrugged it off.

As they were already halfway to arrived at the altar, Mark rubs on his pants pocket and felt empty. He furrowed his eyebrows, his calm state suddenly shifted.

"Oh shit!" Mark yelled.

"What's wrong?" Both asked.

"I left the ring at Jaehyun's house!"

It caused Yuta to hit on the break pedal aggressively. The three of them stumbled forward with their seatbelts supporting them – not Jaehyun though.

"Ouch?" Jaehyun rubs his head.

"We're almost there, Mark."

Yuta complaints, they got no other choice to return back to Jaehyun's apartment.

"You owe me big time..."

"Thanks, Yuta. I'll let Donghyuck know that we are going to delay this a bit."

Jaehyun groans saying his ass feeling sore seating at the back the whole time. Now that they need to return back to his apartment. He decided to momentarily doze off.