Senpai (YuWin)

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//so i might finally write that junhao crack fic sksksk

     Sicheng sighed, quietly closing the door. He had laid Yuta down to sleep for a little while. He went back to the living room where everyone else was, sitting down.

     "..sorry for yelling at you guys" he muttered.

     "No, it's okay" Donghyuck assured. 

     He had woken up a little while after they had gone inside.

     Sicheng just sighed and nodded.

     "but.. i have some questions about yuta..." he muttered.

     Donghyuck hummed "Okay, what about him?"

     "i wanna confess to him..." he mumbled. 

     Donghyuck took a deep breath, looking down at his lap.

     "okay... w-well" he muttered. 

     He took a minute to regain himself before speaking again.

     "Well! I think we're gonna need some help!" he said, determined.

     (127 words :0) )

     "From who?" Mark asked.

     Donghyuck sighed "His friends, dummy. I'll call them"

     The others waited as Donghyuck texted Yuta's best friends.

     "And now we wait" Donghyuck said, setting his phone down on his thigh.

     That for some reason got Mark staring, his eyes glued on Donghyuck legs.

     Donghyuck gave him a weird look, not realizing where he was looking.

     "So what are his friends like?" Johnny asked, putting his arm on the couch over Donghyuck's shoulders.

     Mark sat there, glaring hard at Johnny.

     Donghyuck noticed that one, looking up at Johnny who didn't seem to notice. 

     'is he.. jealous?' Donghyuck thought 'no, no, no, mark doesn't like me back... right?'

      Donghyuck chewed his lip in though. He was really second guessing himself now. 

     'well... there's nothing wrong with teasing him a little right?... it's just an experiment'

     Donghyuck shuffled closer, leaning into his touch.

     Johnny looked down at him, confused. Donghyuck just gestured to the glaring Mark.

     "is he scaring?" Johnny frowned. 

     Donghyuck shook his head. 

     "he's jealous" he whispered.

     Johnny 'ah'ed putting his arm around Donghyuck all the way, pulled him closer.

     Donghyuck couldn't help but giggle, hearing Mark cussing them out under his breath.

     'this is too much fun' Donghyuck thought.

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     'Marks POV'

     I sighed, sitting in the dressing room with the sleeping Donghyuck. I had to change him out of the skirt but I really didn't want to for a few reasons.

     First of all, wasn't this an invasion of his privacy? A really big one at that! Yeah, we're keeping them from possibly getting arrested but at the same, I'm stripping him while he's unconscious.

     Two, what if he wakes up while I'm changing him and thinks I'm some kind of pervert? That'll ruin our friendship for sure. Hell, knowing Donghyuck, he'd probably tell everyone about it which would honestly be a good thing to do, if I really was some perv.

     And the last reason is... well... I'm into Donghyuck.. And I know he likes me back... But I'm such a fucking wimp. I've tried to tell him before but it just comes out in dumb stutters. 

     I know he's upset with me.. that's why he's not talking to me anymore...

     I sighed, looking back at him. 

     I'm worried that if I actually take his clothes off and stuff that I'll... do something.

     I finally got up, getting his old clothes, picking them up off the ground. As I was cleaning everything up, I heard a cute little yawn behind me. 

     "m-minhyungie?" a tired voice spoke.

     I tensed up a little, looking back at the bench he was laying on. 

     "D-Donghyuck" I stuttered.

     He sat up, rubbing his eyes.

     cute

     "what?" he asked. 

     "Oh fuck-d-did I say that out loud?" I asked.

     He gave me a skeptical look, nodding. I started stuttering again, hearing him giggle.

     'what's he so fucking adorable for?' I thought, not saying it this time. 

     "Okay, okay, I'll drop it. Why are we in here?" Donghyuck asked.

     "oh! Right!- Uhm- Y-You were still in the skirt when you passed out and couldn't leave or the alarm would go off.." I explained.

     He 'ah'ed, standing up and taking the clothes from me, then pushing me to sit down on the bench. 

     My jaw dropped as he just started stripping in front of me. He was confident too. At least he didn't change his underwear.

     I wanted to look away to respect him but I just couldn't and he seemed to notice.

     He even swayed his hips a little.

     Okay, now he's just messing with me.

     Well two can play at that game.