Bro Zone // markhyuck

thirteen

marku: jaemin

marku: JAEMIN

marku: jAeMiN

marku: NA JAEMIN

nana: the hell do u want i almost got in trouble bc my phone was buzzing so much

marku: I AM OFFICIALLY DONGHYUCK'S VALENTINE

nana: WHAT THE FUCK DID U DO

marku: he left a watermelon in my locker as a gift and it fell out and splattered all over the floor and we both were called to the principal's office to discuss it

marku: he admitted to putting it in my locker then when we were walking back to class i said i would still be his valentine even tho his gift was ruined

marku: he was so happy! and cute... anyways he has detention after school

nana: damn

nana: first you guys get drunk at a club and makeout, then on valentines day his gift gets ruin and yall get sent to the principal's office. plus u run away from literally anything that has to do with donghyuck's dick or ass. wow this is really interesting

marku: stfu u and jeno started dating bc yall were fighting over a cheese stick or something and u kissed him by trying to bite the other half

nana: look where it got us

"Mr. Lee, are you paying attention?!"

The boy's head snapped up at the teacher's sharp voice.

"On your phone again?" she tilted her chin up, her eyes piercing through Mark's soul.

The teen pressed his lips into a line, eyes darting to his desk.

"Detention." she stated, turning back to the front of the classroom to resume teaching.

She didn't see the small grin that played on Mark's lips.

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"You're so stupid." Donghyuck facepalmed as his best friend explained why he was in detention as well.

"It's not my fault, he was the one who started texting me." Mark swiftly lied, folding his arms across his chest.

"Now we're both stuck here." the younger bitterly sighed. It wasn't the first time him and Mark have been in detention together, but it's valentine's day for god's sake, and instead of doing something romantic after school, they're cooped up in this stuffy room.

To pass the time, the boys started on their homework to be somewhat productive since they couldn't use their phones.

After a long, painful thirty minutes later, the teens rushed out of the school building, desperate to breathe the not so fresh air outside.

"My house?" Donghyuck asked as they approached the student parking lot.

"Yep." Mark agreed, twirling his keys in his hand.

When they arrived at the younger's home, Donghyuck threw himself onto his bed, letting out a huge sigh.

"So," the older placed his hand on the nape of his neck. "What do you wanna do?"

"Die." was all his best friend replied, throwing an arm over his eyes.

"Same."

Donghyuck gasped when he felt a weight on top of his waist and torso area.

"The fuck Mark-" he breathed, the older crushing his stomach by laying on top of him horizontally. He hit Mark's back as an attempt to get him off.

The other boy shifted himself vertically and squished against the wall, since the twin bed didn't have enough room.

"You good?" Donghyuck arched an eyebrow.

"Kinda." he replied, as he started to fall in the crack between the wall and the bed.

"Don't tell me you're stuck." the younger rolled over and sat up on his knees, grasping onto one of his best friend's arms. He tugged, but Mark didn't move.

"Shit, I think I am." the older squeaked out, his body practically being crushed as he sank further in.

Groaning, Donghyuck hopped off the bed and pulled the it forward, providing a little more space so Mark could land on the floor then climb out.

"Like this day couldn't get any worse." the younger hissed as Mark climbed out of the small area.

"Hey, today wasn't that bad." the older tried to brighten his best friend's mood. "You're my valentine remember?"

The tanned boy's face lit up, his lips curling into his iconic healing smile. "Oh yeah." he reminded himself.

"Wow, you're dumb." Mark chuckled, earning himself a not so aggressive nudge.

"Shut up, do you wanna eat watermelon downstairs?"

"Okay."

Mark could see the obvious blush on Donghyuck's sun kissed cheeks when they exited the room. He smiled to himself as he trotted down the steps, watching the younger ahead of him leap off the last step in glee.