[ Taeyong | Sicheng | Ten | Johnny | Lucas | Jungwoo | Mark ]
[ in the gym ]
"I can't believe he had the nerve to touch me with those hands!" Jungwoo grits his teeth as he shoots his notorious daggering eyes towards his best friend. "And, that's the number one guy at school? More like last if you ask me."
Mark spins a basketball in his hands with a loud sigh. First of all, it's not a surprise Taeyong made his move and second of all, his best friend should watch out. There's going to be another set of evil coming in a pair of three who are going to strike any minute. Word travels so fast within these halls and already people are gossiping about Jungwoo and Taeyong's so-called 'library romance'. "I don't know man, I heard people are already calling you guys 'the power couple'.
P—power couple? That's the most ridiculous thing he has heard all day. Jungwoo huddled around Mark, trying to steal the basketball. "He's not even my type! I like guys who are direct and funny. He's the total opposite of that!"
Mark hangs his jaw wide open as he realizes the indirect confession Jungwoo has made. If his hunches are correct-usually they are 98% of the time, then his best friend just confessed his love for Lucas. "You mean a guy like Lucas?"
"Yeah! A guy like Lucas—"
But before Jungwoo could finish his sentence, Mark caught him red-handed! There's no escape out of this one. Darn it, he should have whipped out his phone to record this, but it's stuck in his gym locker. It's not like he's a magician and can bippity boppity boo his phone to his hands. "I knew it! You like him don't you?"
Widening his eyes in horror, Jungwoo takes a step back as he covers his mouth. Oh my god, this is so not happening! Did he just say what he thinks he just said? Nah, that's totally—
"You're wrong. I don't like him at all." Jungwoo blushes, averting the eyes of his best friend. "Why would I like someone who only sees my ass as a potential love interest?"
Well, it's hard to believe at first, but Mark doesn't find this surprising at all. The look on Jungwoo's face clearly says 'I really like him a lot' and the redness of his cheeks is total proof! All the signs were there, it's just Jungwoo was too dumb to realize his own feelings.
"Listen, you're going to prom with Lucas and that's final," Mark says, dribbling the ball and then spins at a 360-degree angle. He's going to shoot and score! Yeah, that's right he's Mark Lee, a kid who's fully capable of shooting some basketball hoops.
Jungwoo flops his arms in distress as he puts his hands on his hips. He is not going to go to prom with Lucas. He is not going to slow dance with him. He is not going to enjoy—
Flicking his gaze, Mark wiggles his seagull brows up and down. He knows the look on Jungwoo's face and that's the look of someone who was imagining himself with their prom date. "Don't lie, I know you just imagined Lucas touching your booty." He pauses, sending heart hands to his best friend. "And you 100% liked-no loved it!"
The little voice in Jungwoo's head screams for the fifth time. This just in, he will wipe that grin off of Mark's face. Oh yeah! He didn't want to do this, but desperate times call for desperate measures. "How about you? I know you'd love to hold Donghyuck's hips."
Blinking rapidly, Mark sweats. He shouldn't have fought fire with fire because, at the end of this class, he's going to get burned. "Um, who? Sorry, I don't know my future boyfriend—I mean Donghyuck."
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A/N:
Ah, exams. Me studying = super slow updates. 😢
I miss you guys so much. 😭😭😭❤️
