Donghyuck walked into the mini walkin closet where random items were stored. It was big enough to store a few boxes and one person.
Grumbling to himself, he flicked on the light and look for the boxes labeled "Party".
Since they celebrated so many birthdays in the year they kept a box filled with party items for these quick and unplanned occasions. "Mark did you just-Oh you're dead!"
Taeyong's voice rang out from down the hall. Ignoring whatever was happening Donghyuck pulled open the box and went to grab the confetti poppers when he was shoved up against the boxes, a stinging pain shooting up his abdomen.
"Ow-" His words got caught off when a hand went around his mouth. He struggled to face the opposite way, and when he did he instantly regretted it.
He was nose to nose with Mark, who was biting back a laugh. "Sh!"
Donghyuck grimaced but nonetheless stayed quiet. Through the shutters Taeyong's figure was seen passing by in a rush. When his footsteps fainted Mark removed his hand.
"Are you crazy? What are you doing!? You made me hurt myself! Any lower and my nu-"
"I didn't mean to but I kinda spilled cake mix on the floor."
Donghyuck wanted to roll his eyes and sigh but being this close to Mark, made him lose his normal "sassy" composure. Instead he stood rigid, unknowingly holding in his breath.
"Dude breath. Are you okay?"
"No! We're stuck in this small closet, I can feel your heart beating."
Mark smiled shyly. "It beats for you."
Smooth. Donghyuck thought as his cheeks flushed with heat. Deep down he wanted to just give up and be Mark's but the voice in the back of his head continued to tell him it was a bad idea.
He contemplated on how happy or sad he would be if he was to be with Mark. Seeing as all the other members had problems he didn't want to go down that path but then again, he and Mark could be completely different.
"Mark I'm scared."
Mark furrowed his brows. "Why?"
"Let's say I do say yes, what if things become awkward? What if we fight like Jaehyun and Taeyong? What if we break up like Taeil and Hansol? I see how hard it is on Taeil... I don't want to be like them."
"D-Do you want to be like Johnny and Ten?"
"No! I want to be normal and happy. I want to be the stereotypical couple you see in those movies."
"That's not how life works but I promise you, we'll be better on than anyone in this group. We'll still be the same, just each others."
Donghyuck wanted to believe the words Mark spoke. The fear of losing him was still too high in his mind. Mark sensed his uneasiness. Without words he leaned in, the small gap closed.
Donghyuck relaxed his muscles as he kissed Mark back, trying to express his fears and love all into the kiss. Mark pressed his body closer to Donghyuck's as he ran his hand throughout the younger male's hair.
Donghyuck gripped the bottom of Mark's shirt as he pressed his lips against his harder, not wanting to lose the feel of Mark's smooth lips on top of his.
"You have to trust me Donghyuck. We'll make it work." Mark breathed out the moment the two pulled away from each other.
The closet door was yanked open, scaring the two boys nearly out their socks. Jeno stood, wide eyed and shocked. "I uh just needed balloons."
Donghyuck cleared his throat, shoved Mark away and turned back around to grab the unopened balloon packets. "Here." He awkwardly held out the balloons.
Jeno looked back and forth at the two before smirking. "You two were kissing. I'm telling Jaemin!" He snatched the balloons and ran off down the hall. Mark let out a sigh.
"Well."
"Idiot." Donghyuck muttered as he shoved past Mark, a small smile on his face. The tingles on his lips still present.
Maybe I will go out with Mark..
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That wasn't fluff but it was good amiright? 😂 someone needs to make a Markhyuck one shot for me.
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