[in home economics class]
[ Taeyong | Sicheng | Ten | Johnny | Lucas | Jungwoo | Mark ]
Jungwoo effortlessly enters the class with his bangs tied up into a cute bun. He waves his hand upon seeing his best friend grinning towards him. The only problem was, Mark wasn't grinning at him, rather he was trying to send Jungwoo the 'oh my god, Lucas is behind you' smile.
As if he could understand that. All of his best friend's smiles look the same and certainly Lucas wasn't going to swing his arm around his neck because that's totally unacceptable.
"Hey my lady, your ass is beautiful as usual." Lucas widens his smile as he swings his arm around Jungwoo's neck. Of course, his eyes were glued to one thing only and that was his butt.
That wasn't the problem, though. The real problem was, Jungwoo could feel the sudden touch of Lucas's chest touching his shoulder. He screams with his lips closed as he quickly sends an S.O.S to Mark. Obviously, his best friend was enjoying this to much because he nonchalantly has a shrug and went back to admiring Donghyuck from afar. So much for friendship—thanks a lot, Mark.
"Look, I'm not a lady." Jungwoo snaps as he tries to wiggle out of Lucas's arms. "And certainly, I will never be yours."
Lucas puckers his lips as he locks eyes with Jungwoo. Only for a second did he look at him entirely and not just for his ass. Then that second faded and it was back to his regular scum self. "You sure about that? You're blushing."
Mark hollers from across the class and gives a thumbs up. He nods and finger guns Lucas, whipping out his sign of approval. "Don't lie Jungwoo, I see your red face."
Oh my god, of all the times Jungwoo wishes Mark would have his back, he picks the worst time to be there for him. What kind of emotional support was this? He was practically doing the exact opposite of what he wants.
Gritting his teeth, Jungwoo declares war. If that's how it was then, he's really not afraid to use this. But before that, he side-eyes Lucas and removes his arm from his shoulder. Nobody should touch him, but he had to admit he did smell nice.
"Oh Mark, aren't you going to ask Donghyuck to prom?" Jungwoo wiggles his eyebrows up and down as he increases his voice to full maximum power. Luckily for him, Donghyuck overhears and stops to glance at Mark.
Ah, there it was. The sight of panic on his best friend's face. Mark shouldn't have been the one to make the first move, considering Jungwoo doesn't like to be made fun of. Plus, this wasn't all too bad.
Mark elbows Jungwoo right in the gut and frowns. "Why the hell did you do that?"
"Only because you were lumping me with that scum." Jungwoo snorts, pointing to Lucas who was busy kneading some dough. Wow, look at his biceps go—
Nope, snap out of it! Now is not the time to be thinking about 'that'. Jungwoo squeals, bobbing his head upwards. "Hey, I think Donghyuck is smiling at you."
Shaking his head, Mark squints his eyes nervously. It's hard to have direct eye contact with the person he likes and Mark wonders how does Jungwoo even keep up with Lucas's stares. The world along with him will never know. "I don't know, I think he's laughing at how stupid I am." He stops, frowning towards his best friend. "I'm totally out of his league."
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A/N:
Midterms are done! 😭 I'm finally free, but my brain is like fried. So, I need a day to recover—ahhhhhh. Just one more final to go! 😈
I wonder if Donghyuck is going to hop on Mark's long ass ride?—okay I'll exit myself out, thanks.
