BL Hotel [markson]

Double Trouble [ 21 ]

Chapter 21
*Double Trouble *

Just when things couldn't get better/worse.

They did...and it was both at once.

Mark's head turned up attentively as familiar loud and extravagant steps were heard from the front door of the Hotel. His eyes light up like two candles, when he saw a peculiar tall boy with shy silver hair, and a mischievous smile plastered across his face with no overall attempts to hide it.

His eyes roamed around the place with slight interest but overall his face showed not much expression. However saw him would think he was royalty or something just by the way he walked alone. (Only if they knew). "Yah! You greedy bitch...you aren't even going to come and greet your favorite person in the world." He stood there crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. Mark stood there frozen for a second before a cheeky smiled appeared on his face.

Why were both of his best friends here?!was this a miracle? What good did he do to deserve all of this? "BamBam!" The younger whispered like an exited little kid. "I thought you were doing military time in Thailand!"

"Oh, please! With this face? And my thin fragile frame?"he exaggerated as he hit a pose jokingly. "You're just as annoying as always."Mark remarked as he walked him to his office. " nah...I was actually left off the hook ...it was probably because I look and act as If i would kill someone over a pink lipstick."

He said and finally all the cockiness he came in with left him. "And damn hyung, who you looking so damn fine for?"BamBam asked teasingly as he took a look at the office and sat on Mark's chair."did you gain muscle? You've been working out! Wow, how long was a gone for?" He asked looking at a folder on the desk.

"For quite a while now...I missed you so much!" Mark said as he pushed the other off the chair and into the floor."yeah I noticed. Did not waste much time before beginning to harass me again. Far enough."

"Stop being so dramatic."Mark said putting his feet on the desk.

"I'm not dramatic!"BamBam said gasping loudly before shoving the other to the side and sitting on the chair behind the counter. "Can't believe you two are here...I'm in so much trouble." Mark said sighing.
"Oh yes you are. But stop whining because you're being blessed by our presence. Yugyeom  invited me over and what was I   Supposed to say, no?"

Mark's mouth opened slightly,"woah...so he's just inviting everyone over like it's his house."

"Classic Yugyeom."they both said In unison. "Anyways Markpooh I'll see you in a while, I already left my stuff at your house. I have some issues to take care of while I'm here, but I'll be back home by the time you get out."BamBam said before putting his shades on and waving goodbye, the older just rolled  his eyes. Bambam's personality was mostly similar to that of a 40 year old white women with six children. [ when he is  100% sober] . Meanwhile Yugyeom is more like a teenage girl with a crush on the football captain. They are really quite the problematic duo but Mark loved having them around. He has known them since High School and they are extremely close.

When Yugyeom came out of the closet around the last month of senior year, he and Bam dated for like an entire week before realizing that they weren't really interested in each other as a couple that much ...really quite a lot of intriguing thing have happened throughout the years they have known each other.

Mark sighed with contentment as he remembered the old days, but was slap back to reality when he received a phone call from one of the rooms."Hello, front desk speaking. How may I help?" He asked with tenderness on his voice when suddenly a much huskier voice answered back,"uh..this is quite embarrassing, but the room ran out of condoms.."he said in an odd tone that threw Mark off.

Some hotels/motels offered condoms, and the Bl Hotel did since Mark didn't want anyone suing because they got pregnant there or something... but rarely enough those were filled up yesterday. Mark scratched the back of the neck in suspiciousness."o-okay Sorry for the incident. I'll bring some upstairs right away."

He looked around to see if Jackson was anywhere near since he felt a bit unsafe going up there by himself. With sligh hesitation he knocked the door , and a taller man, opened the door. He was wearing nothing but black boxers and an open bathrobe. "Ummmh here is what you ask for." Make said looking away a bit irritated as he handed the male a box. "Thank you..."he said but as he was taking it from Mark's hand he grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside closing the door with a loud bang.

Although a  familiar bystander might Mark's only chance of getting out.

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Already planning some very messed up chapters...

And debating on giving the readers what they want...*whispers* smut.