Hunt

6.2

Jinyoung was confident. He was confident and he was beautiful, too beautiful, in Mark's eyes. He looked ethereal.

Mark wasn't able to sleep peacefully that night. Images of Jinyoung haunted him. So he grumpily tried to finish whatever class he had the next day. But Jaebum wasn't helping. The man kept on pestering him since he arrived at school.

"Why'd you leave, Mark?"

"I was tired," he defended.

"Tired or scared?" Jaebum looked at him but he only sighed. "Seriously, Mark. I've known Jinyoung for years. He doesn't harm," 

Actually, he wasn't scared of what Jinyoung could do. He was actually thrilled. He doesn't understand what he feels but he can't help but feel weird when thinking of the male. He can't help but feel nervous. 

He can't help that just a thought of him, just a mention of his name makes his heart beat faster.

Mark's class had ended and he was already preparing to go home but Jaebum seemed to have other plans.

"Come on, Mark. Let's go to the cafe," Jaebum said, striding beside him. "Who knows, Jinyoung could be there," and he winked.

Mark just ignored him and continued walk faster towards their school gate. He knows that his friend has been eyeing that barista at the cafe. And it was his main reason for going back there. But he eventually came into a halt as he saw a familiar figure leaning on a pole.

The man was wearing a khaki pants, topped with a white shirt and a denim jacket. He was wearing a black rimmed glasses and unlike the first time, he had his hair styled. But he was more attractive than ever. And he was getting attention.

And for the second time, Mark had thought that he should have dressed better.

"I have forgotten that Jinyoung is always a step a head of his game," Jaebum, who had finally catched up, said with with a smirk.

Mark wasn't going to go near him. He thought that maybe, he could slip past him. But he once again stopped on his track when he saw Jinyoung looking at him. He froze to where he was standing and he felt his heart racing.

Jinyoung had started to walk towards him, smirking. Mark hadn't noticed when the male had swiftly place his hand on the blonde's back, closing the distance between them.

"I told you you'd be punished, didn't I?" Jinyoung said, his lips ghosting around Mark's, their nose barely touching. 

Mark was taken aback. He could feel the warmth of the other's breathe. He could only gulp as Jinyoung stared at him. The other's eyes wandered from his lips down to his neck. Jinyoung noted how he liked the way Mark's adam's apple moved when he gulped. He met his eyes before smirking. And Mark knew he was going to do something.

"W-What-" Mark wasn't able to finish what he was saying as he felt Jinyoung nibbling his neck. His eyes widened as he felt the other's tongue licking his skin, sucking it to his expense. He heard the people around gasp and Jaebum whistling. 

"S-Stop," Mark held Jinyoung's shirt and tried to push him but he wasn't successful. He felt his knees going weak by the other's touch. He was trying so hard to suppress his voice from making weird noises.

Jinyoung held Mark's neck, bringing it closer to his lips, kissing the same spot that he had been biting on until he was satisfied with the mark he had been making. He smirked as he moved away from the art he had made while Mark immediately covered his neck with his one hand and his flushed face with the other.