To all the people I don't like // Markhyuck

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|I know what you're looking for and that's not me.|

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--Donghyuck--

"It's not like that, Jisung" I sighed and looked up from my phone rather annoyed. The younger just chuckled. "Mark and you are close so...I believe you guys should just date already, can't change my mind even if you'd give me a million or--auwh!" I smacked him on the back of the head, emberassed and unamused. "No, I don't even like him that way, Jisung, and sure as hell he doesn't like me in that way either" I said, although the last part was almost like a mumble. "Just forget it, put the thought away, never in a million years would that happen" I shook my head "I'm not even his type". Jisung raised an eyebrow, although my focus was already back at my phone screen, not wanting to bother any longer. "Sure, I guess" Jisung said before he mumbled some words I couldn't really hear. I didn't say anything and he finally got the hint, going back on his phone to text with his new "boyfriend", I'm not sure if they are even together.

~•~

Class was stupid, heck, the whole school was anyway, as I sat down on that stupid chair in front of that stupid desk in this stupid classroom. Mark walked in, his body covered with a bright yellow sweater. Soon after came more people, followed by more, until the classroom was filled. I wasn't alone, not like I used to be at least.

"Tomorrow is picture day" Mark's voice snapped me out of my thought train as he sat down next to me. "Of course" I said, looking back down at my hands, my fingers awkwardly colliding with each other at times. Mark chuckled. "It's not that bad, Hyuck, I'm sure there are worse days" he spoke, grabbing his books from his bag as he did so. "Besides, less time spent on Science" he said, placing his bag down on the ground beside his chair.

Daily routine Mark sits down, speaks about whatever is happening on earth, he grabs his books, places his bag down on the ground and--what is different?

It wasn't a movement or a saying that was so different. I wasn't sure what was. A strange feeling however that I couldn't really describe. But--

"Class, grab your books and go to page 59" the teacher said, and the sound of bags opening and closing, books slamming down on the table, along with the annoyed groans, made me snap back...again...sadly. Oh, right, tomorrow is picture day...it will be the best one yet...

~•~

It was the next day, 5th period, and I looked like a mess. Great.
Of course, as expected, everyone else looked great. Hair nicely done, many girls smacked makeup on their faces like it was water, nice outfits...you get it. While I showed up in an oversized hoodie with a hairstyle that spoke i got out of bed and this is what we're dealing with now. We were already in line, seeing the flashing of the camera. "Mark you look like a diva!" I said and laughed, as he walked to our line. He didn't seem to bother being gone for almost that whole day, as he showed up with a starbucks coffee pressed in his hand. Some others seemed to find it funny as well, or just straight up sassy.

"Donghyuck, don't even bother, sweetheart" Wendy said, making me turn to her. She walked past me, making sure to bump into me as she swayed her hips and went to Mark, who was now getting compliments from a few others. As she spoke to him, obviously trying to seduce him into...who ever knows what. I just sighed.

I wasn't angry like I would've expected, I was...sad? I turned away from the sight and walked to the boys bathroom, I cried.
Why did it hurt me so much?

--Mark--

Of course I saw it, I would be stupid if I didn't saw it. Wendy bumping into Donghyuck before she went up to me with that smile. He walked away, he looked upset but, it's Donghyuck, you never know what he's feeling unless you ask. Or so, that's what I see in him.

"Hey Mark, you look great~" she said to me, as she played around with her hair. "Thanks Wendy, where is Hyuck going?" I asked, simply not interested in anything she had to say. "Oh, I wouldn't know, he's probably just crying because he can't handle the stress" she spoke, no real emotion in her voice "he's a bit of a cry baby you see, I don't know why you would want to talk to him". I sighed and looked at my coffee cup. "You know what, Wendy?" I said making her raise an eyebrow at me. "What" she said harshly. "This colour doesn't suit you" I said, before I splashed the rest of my, now almost cold, coffee in her face. The gasp of shock and confusion is something so funny I might never forget. The others around me were shocked, but I simply pushed the cup in her hands and walked away. Some might like her, but she is not the hero in this story.

--Donghyuck--

I tried to calm down, wiping my tears with my sleaves and trying to say it's okay. I stood in front of the mirror and the door opened. Not having enough time to run into a stall without looking weird, so I simply tried to hide the fact I was crying. "Hyuck" A voice sounded and I looked, I knew that voice. And yes, there stood Mark, in front of the door frame. "D-don't look, I--"
"Hyuck, it's okay, I know what happened I saw how she did but, it's okay now" he said, not letting me say anything else as he had already made his way to me and pulled me in a hug. A friendly hug...friendly...of course.

I didn't complain.
I didn't because maybe I like skinship a little too much. I didn't because maybe I did need a little bit of comfort. I didn't because...maybe I did...like him in such a way.

I sighed, simply burrying my face in his chest, tears falling on his shirt but neither of us cared at this moment. It was okay. I knew Mark enough now...he doesn't seem to like men...or...he doesn't seem to like me that way.

You see...

I know what you're looking for, Mark

And I know

It's not me...

(A/N: I. NEED. TO. UPLOAD. MORE. I get stressed by how stressed I am...is that possible?? I know I should post chapters soon but I also need to focus on school so I won't make any promises now. I do hope I come back to write soon again. I hope you guys liked this chapter. Bye for now^^💕)