Bro Zone // markhyuck

six

"Fuck." Donghyuck cursed under his breath, tapping his thumb aggressively onto his phone screen.

He lifted his eyes to glance at the whiteboard, the teacher writing some useless information on it as usual. He drew his attention back to under his desk, where he resumed playing his mobile game.

Buzz.

crack ass head: hey can u come over to my house after school

satan: why

crack ass head: i gotta tell u something important

satan: ok?

crack ass head: ok.

Donghyuck swallowed, a bundle of nerves bouncing around his stomach This seemed more serious than usual.

—

"Okay, what do you want?" the younger questioned as the two teens stumbled into Mark's room.

Mark dropped his backpack onto the floor and threw himself onto his bed.

"Sit at my desk." the older commanded.

"You think you have the right to boss me around?"

"Donghyuck, just go."

Letting out a huff and rolling his eyes, the younger plopped into Mark's desk chair. He folded his arms, slouching back, raising his eyebrows at his best friend.

The older fished his phone from his pocket and opened up messages.

crack ass head: so will u go to the dance with me

Donghyuck narrowed his eyes, trying not to take the question in a romantic way.

satan: i go with you every year what are you talking about

Mark inhaled, his thumbs hovering over the digital keyboard as he shot a glance at Donghyuck.

crack ass head: no, as in like be my date?

The younger's wide eyes lifted from the tiny screen, meeting the other's dark orbs.

They stared at each other for a moment, not even needing words to express what message they wanted to get across.

"Sure." Donghyuck broke the silence, heart speeding up. He felt like it was gonna leap out of his chest, the butterflies in his stomach going haywire as a blush rose onto his cheeks.

Did his best friend aka his biggest crush just ask him to be his date to the dance? Yes, he did. Donghyuck was screaming internally, but in a good way.

"Okay." Mark casually agreed and clearing his throat.

Merely a few seconds later, they went downstairs to play video games, and a smile never slipped off of Donghyuck's face.

—

Donghyuck strolled happily to to his locker, a healing smile of pure happiness smacked across his face.

"What's got you in such a good mood today?" Chenle questioned as he came up to the other boy's locker.

"Mark asked me to the dance." he piped, humming as he shoved his books into the tiny cubical space.

"Really?!" the Chinese's eyes grew wide. "As in a date?!"

"Shh, be quiet you dolphin." Donghyuck snapped, closing his locker. "And yes, a date."

The pair made their way out of the locker hallway, finding Jeno and Jaemin standing near the restrooms. Chenle politely excused himself to go grab Jisung and Renjun (who were in morning tutoring), leaving the three boys standing there.

"So," Donghyuck turned to the couple and clapped his hands together. "Mark asked me to the dance."

"He did? Finally!" Jeno's eyes lit up, happy for his friend.

Jaemin smiled, placing his hand on Donghyuck's shoulder.

"I'm happy for you. Markhyuck will now rise." he said.

"Markhyuck?" Donghyuck blushed.

"Yeah, it's your guys' ship name." the caramel haired answered.

"Y'all ready have ship names and shit? It's not like we're gonna fuck on the night of the dance."

"Um, yeah sure." Jeno rolled his eyes playfully.

"Shut the fuck up, I know you eat Jaemin's dick or ass or whatever on the daily."

The duo blushed, obviously flustered by Donghyuck's comment.

Jaemin cleared his throat. "Soon you'll be doing that with Mark." he winked.

"I hate you all."

Little did they know, the oldest was behind the corner, listening to their banter session.