Bro Zone // markhyuck

twenty three

Mark's phone buzzed for the nth time during that class, he was surprised he hasn't gotten detention yet. Gritting his teeth, his eyes darted down and yup, it was still that same number that has been calling him for the past hour.

Irritated, the boy asked to go to the restroom to finally answer this damn call. Locking himself into a stall, he waited a few seconds and his phone lit up again.

"Hello?" he softly inquired when he pressed his phone to his ear.

"Is this Mark Lee?" the voice over the line asked.

"Uh, what if I said no?" Mark wanted to facepalm at his response.

"So this is him. Hello, I'm Kim Doyoung. I believe your brother Taeyong told you about me? I'm that hella rich friend?"

The teen's mouth fell agape, was this for real?

"Uh, y-yeah." he hesitated, blinking rapidly.

"Just calling to tell you that I have the money set aside for your college."

Mark believed a lot of the things his brother told him, but what? Taeyong's rich friend was actually gonna pay for his education.

"What? I-" the boy's tongue searched for words, as a chuckle was heard over the line.

Mark couldn't believe it. Taeyong's friend who's name was apparently 'Kim Doyoung' was awfully generous.

"Don't worry about paying me back, or having to pay a share. Taeyong worked for some of the money as well."

The teen's free hand clasped over his mouth.

His brother wanted him to go to college.

"Thank you so much." the teen gasped after a few moments. "I am forever in your debt."

"You're very welcome."

The boy's phone dropped from his ear when Doyoung hung up. Mark pressed his hand against the wall, a high pitched cry erupting from his mouth. Positive emotions overwhelmed him - he felt like the most blessed person in the world.

"Thank you." he muttered, wiping a singular tear from his cheek. "Thank you."

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"Woah, I'm-" Jaemin placed his hand on his chest, still trying to process the majority of the information his older friend spat at him.

"Yeah." Mark breathed out. "It's a lot."

"That's great!" the younger teen beamed. "Now you can get yourself out of this homophobic household!" Jaemin clapped his hands together in excitement.

Mark brought his hand to the back of his head, scratching his scalp.

"I'm happy for you." the caramel haired stated. "Your brother is one hell of a man."

"Truly." the older's lips curled into a closed smile.

"Oo! Did you ask Donghyuck to prom?" Jaemin changed the subject.

"No, not yet." the other male answered.

"You better not text him again." the younger teen brought up.

Mark only chuckled, a tinge of embarrassment settling in his stomach at the memory.

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"Ha!" Donghyuck threw his arms into the air, the words 'you are dead' displayed across Mark's half of the screen once again.

"I honestly give up." Mark sighed, tossing his controller to the side. He turned towards his boyfriend, who had settled down by now.

"Will you go to prom with me?" he casually asked.

"Of course, dumbass." the younger answered, playfully rolling his eyes.

Grinning, Mark reached out and grabbed Donghyuck by the shirt, pulling him close.

"You-" the younger was cut off by a pair of lips, the older silencing his useless insult.

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this is my least fav chapter tbh