The whole night, Mark kept tossing and turning.
He couldn't sleep at all, and he was this close to lose his mind.
He was so tired and exhausted yet he couldn't fall asleep.
Maybe it was the guilt that wouldn't leave his side or something else.
He didn't know, neither did he wanted to.
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Haechan sighed as he was currently waiting for the stoplight to hit the green signal.
He didn't feel like working at all today, but did he have a choice? Definitely not.
The light finally turned green and the younger quickly started to drive before people would start pressing their annoying horns.
Finally reaching Mark's house he parked the car and stepped out knocking on the door.
Ofcourse getting nothing in return, he unlocked the door with a tired sigh.
Walking straight up towards the black haired boy's bedroom.
Damn how could one sleep this wild? Literally all of the pillows were laying on the floor, the blanket also fell onto the floor and Mark was sleeping in an unexplainable position.
Haechan sighed as he picked up the pillows and the blanket placing it back on the bed.
"Ya. Get up." He mumbled tapping the sleeping boy's shoulder.
And like always, he got nothing back in return.
"YA! Get up." Haechan repeated his voice louder with a hint of annoyance.
"Mrhg-" the older groaned as he turned his face the opposite side of where the brunette was standing.
Haechan sighed as he shook the latter again.
"Get up."
"5 more plewes- " the older mumbled still asleep.
"No. Either you get up or I'm calling Taeyong hyung." Haechan warned knowing that this would work.
And yup, just like that the black haired eyes snapped open as he quickly sat up with a tired face.
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Mark glanced over at the brunette who was currently driving.
He still didn't know how to actually make up with the latter.
Things seemed abit awkward between the two and Mark wasn't really the best at showing his emotions openly.
Trying to get out of the awkward atmosphere between the two, he grabbed his phone trying to distract himself instead.
After a few minutes of scrolling through social media a loud gasp left his lips as his phone accidentally fell from his grip.
"Fuck- " he mumbled looking over at the brunette sitting next to him.
"H-have you checked the articles this morning?" Mark asked glancing over at the brunette nervously.
"No." Haechan dryly replied, his gaze not leaving the road.
"W-well maybe you should've done it." The older replied.
"I was busy."
"T-the article has you involved-" Mark started as he turned to look at the latter's reaction.
Haechan almost choked hearing that as he quickly parked the car to the sideline unbuckling his seatbelt.
"W-WHAT?" He yelled as his eyes opened wide finally meeting the black haired eyes.
"That day when you forgot you mask." Mark continued
"Fuckfuckfuck-" Haechan cursed as he ruffled his hair in frustration.
He quickly grabbed the phone from Mark's grip as he looked at the article reading through it.
Fans complement Idol Singer and Composer Mark Lee his manager for his good looks.
