(a/n) mark has black hair and hyuck has pinkish-blonde hair
CAFUNÉ.
running your fingers through the hair of someone you love.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。
"HOLD UP," Renjun whispers, stuffing his hand in his pocket to retrieve his phone. "I'll try calling." He opens it, rushing before the battery runs out—it was only three percent. He selects Jisung's name in his contacts list and waits for him to pick up.
"Oh. Shit."
Renjun swears under his breath. "Subscriber cannot be reached, please try again later." the annoying robotic voice said through the speakers.
Even cell signal was cut off.
"Let's just try looking for them," Marf huffs, starting to walk through the hallways of the house. Renjun switches on the flashlight feature, walking alongside the older to provide light.
Jaemin and Jeno started feeling more uneasy by the minute, biting their lips and frantically looking for the two youngest. Jaemin's breathing becomes shallow, which Jeno noticed.
"Jaemin-ah, relax," Jeno whispered, grazing his arm reaching out for his hand, interwining them with his. Jaemin's heart dropped, his cheeks dusted with a light shade of red after coming in contact with Jeno. He rubs the latter's palm with his thumb, a burning sensation waving through his entire body. Something about Jeno just makes Jaemin flustered.
Mark starts to worry a lot, a sharp pain growing in the pit of his stomach. "Ugh, where are they?", he mutters, constantly looking left to right. Meanwhile, Donghyuck slowly walks from behind him and wraps his arms around Mark's waist, his tense body immediately softening from his touch. Hyuck presses his body on the latter, closing the gap between the two and sharing his warmth and soothening Mark. The older whimpers softly, a serge of relief and comfort flowing through his nerves. Skinship is something Mark really loves if ever he had a partner. With Hyuck, his touch feels so soft against his, relaxing him in an instant. It's just another way of expressing love and care to someone else—so subtly, but full and wholesome at the same time.
It was hard back-hugging while walking, however the duo didn't mind at all. The boys continued walking until they come across the staircase.
"Guys!", Renjun exclaimed, looking back at them while pointing upstairs. "They might be up there!"
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Fanfiction+in which 7 teenage boys end up stranded in a stranger's house, waiting for the storm to pass by and for the flood to subside. ✦、 © | hyuckhan, 2019.