𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
Where in Mark Lee and Lee Donghyuck are a married couple that always fight and argue. Is divorce a solution? Probably not. But going back in time might be.
𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬:
📍the people that are...
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Start over?
Sports Fest was a success. Mark was praised for taking a big part in organizing the event and every class got their fair share of reward for their cooperation and efforts in participating in the big event. Jaemin's team won the championships for soccer, which was expected. Jeno got second place, but it seemed like it didn't bother him much because he was more than proud to see a certain someone with a bright smile holding the trophy. Aside from that, he was able to ask Renjun out for dinner, making Jaemin tag along to celebrate the win. Jisung also placed third in their dance competition, but it mattered more when Chenle bought a gold trophy and gave it to him to celebrate for being first in his heart.
As for Mark and Donghyuck, they also enjoyed hanging out the whole time during the event. They also got to try out the baking workshop which Mark's section put up as a booth and they found it fun. Aside from making a mess and playing around while baking a cake, it was quite an experience for them and some students also went to try it out. They were glued to the hip the whole event. Getting snacks, watching the games, and even going home. Donghyuck would always wait for Mark after every meeting of the council at the end of the day and have him walk him home.
But the whole time, that question lingered inside Mark's head.
"Start over..." He mumbled under his breath, still laying down on his bed.
Weekend came in just a blink of an eye and Mark now had time to think about it. He never really gave a clear answer to Donghyuck, the latter just respected his silence. Mark just hoped that he wasn't being misunderstood. He was just overwhelmed with just that simple question, but that didn't mean he wasn't up for starting over.
"I'd love to start over." Mark groaned in frustration, placing a pillow over his face.
It was as easy as that, but he couldn't seem to get those words out of his mouth when he was being asked about it.
"Knock, knock?"
That familiar voice made Mark roll his eyes, having another problem in hand. "Yes, Jeno, I'm crazy, so fuck off!"
That took Jeno aback, he didn't say anything yet. He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned by the doorframe of his friend's room, watching his body lifelessly laying down the bed. "What's wrong with you?"
"Having an existential crisis." Mark told him, rolling on his bed to face the window. "Now, leave me alone."
"I'm going out, want to tag along?" Jeno walked over to the body mirror that his friend had inside his room, even if they have another one in the living room, and checked himself out.
Shaking his head, Mark glued himself on his bed. "Sports Fest drained me. I'm not even the one doing sports."
"Suit yourself." Fixing his hair, Jeno shrugged his shoulders and started to walk away.
