Sweet lies // Markhyuck

Just party things

Mark's pov

"Hyung, do you think this is a good idea?", Jisung looking terrified than ever when we arrived in front of Jaehyun's door step.

"Yes, it'll be fine. Relax", I attempted to calm the boy down.

Right at that moment, we were greeted by a horse-headed looking playboy, dressed in nothing but a red bow tie and fitted denim jeans.

"Hey boys, come in", he gestured his arm for us to enter the chaos of loud music and drunk underaged drinkers. Which didn't come to a surprise to me, this sight was getting quite normal as it had already seeped into my mind over the past three weeks.

Jisung and Chenle on the other hand, were dazed by the impact of the light smell of  some things that are classified to be illegal. Renjun was surprisingly in the mood to party. I swore that his eyes lit up behind his white mask when he saw something in the midst of the rowdy crowd.

"Dude...", Jaehyun started, then placed a hand on my shoulder. He pulled off his horse-head and his face started off with a concerned frown then gradually transitioned into hysterical fit of laughter. All of the wrinkles was shown for the very first time on his already perfect face. Yes, Jaehyun is fucking handsome. I'd say he's perfect if it weren't for someone else.

"What?", I shrugged.

"What the fuck is this? Ramen head looking ass. And don't tell me that your mask...", he slapped the back of my head and twirled the curls of my wig. "... was made out of a legit ramen bowl", he continued to laugh.

I admit it, it's lame and stupid but it was a last minute plan! I swear, I didn't sit in my room cutting up that bowl doing arts and craft.

"Yeah, shut up. At least no one will know who I am. I can probably kiss who the fuck I want and forget the whole thing by tomorrow"

"Yeah man", he shook his head. "No one is going to be kissing you tonight with this hideous costume of yours.", he perked up his lips as a tease and let out a squeak sound of a peck.

"Bet you fifty bucks that by the end of the night, someone will be up in my business", I smirked. Jaehyun hyung was a rich guy, fifty bucks was like nothing to him, man is able to afford all of this party junk every week.

"Yeah right, and if you don't, you're cleaning the house tomorrow morning", we shook on the bet and he left into the crowd calling out for a round of speed chugging.

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At this point, the trio that I had initially came with were no where to be found. Leaning against the counter top in the kitchen, losing count on how many shots I took tonight, and with a few girls keeping my body company.

Here's the chance, to owe myself  fifty bucks.

I cupped her face and she stared right back at me. Staring a little too long for it to be normal.

"Yeah, no thanks bro. Not with those ramen-bowled mask", she pushed me off and left me alone with alcohol.

"Fuck"

I blew it off. Well my fucking mask did. I looked around the counter top and the little sparkles of glitter on the black object caught my eye. I reached forward and it was a mask that had been abandoned. Just what I needed. I turned back facing the kitchen wall to change my mask, remembering, hidden identity the theme that is.