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❛ Miscommunication. ❜


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Midnight.

"Back off Mark!" Donghyuck hissed, much similar to a distressed — or perhaps even it could be considered that he is pissed like a — snake. But then again, Mark only just continued inching his feet closer and closer to him. It was slightly creepy and concerning from the younger's vision, Donghyuck partially felt somewhat threatened as well, he considered running away and crying for help but there was something stinging in Mark's eyes that made him sink slowly back into the cold and filthy littered water which he once had arisen from seconds ago.

Mark crouched down to Donghyuck's level, allowing the dirty water to soak into his expensive fabric, the very same fabric that was especially tailored by Jaehyun - which happened to be the same scenario for Donghyuck. "You should know, I am only fooling you idiot. Now, entertain me! That wedding reception is fucking boring," It was the brutal yet honest truth, afterall, the reception; it lacked entertainment for people who did not like to dance, Mark and Donghyuck both surprisingly equally fit into that same category. They aren't the dancing type, Mark certainly can dance if he's drunk enough though. He's too sober to do that at the moment.

Donghyuck's upper lip twitched in disgust, the use of the singular word 'entertain' in one of Mark's sentence's within the dialogue just struck out the most, unfortunately. Donghyuck perceived the once simple and innocent words and exchanged them for the opposite thing, generally, he took it the wrong way of course, he obviously assumed that because Mark is what he calls a 'dirty minded asshole' so his mind led on with the fact that Mark's intentions to him weren't 'fooling' and instead were to hook him on the end of a fishing rod and consume him later after he makes the successful catch. Too bad Donghyuck is not planning on being caught. Too, too bad Mark is not even trying to catch him in the first place, or maybe he is under other terms. "I hate you!" Donghyuck splured the words out of his mouth.

"That's a strong word... hate." The older man responded both eerily and tenderly, something about the words really signified that Donghyuck hurt Mark's feeling's, deep-deep down. "I don't hate you," He narrowed Donghyuck into the small corner of the fountain, hands on either side of the quivering younger male - resting on the surface of the fountains structure. "Apologise." The eldest one ordered. "Now." Donghyuck was now a quivering mess, blushing in a tone as red as a raspberry, muttering potential words out of his mouth but he was too flabbergasted to form them into a proper sentence, the only language he knew at that very moment was the art of gibberish.

Mark was pleased at the sight, but that did not mean he was happy with Donghyuck "Go and shower, I don't think I want to hang around you anymore. You're no fun." He pulled out the - luckily - waterproof key card to their room from out of his pocket, he placed the card near Donghyuck's face seeing as the younger was incapable  of presenting his hands. The counterpart to Mark grabbed it with his mouth and tugged it away from Mark's fingers, he also almost instantly squirmed his way out from Mark's presence as soon as he grasped the object with his plump lips, crawling through the water to meet the edge only to heave himself out of the water. "Good boy." Mark added, which made Donghyuck feel even more weird so he only left more swiftly - the young ones clothes were both heavy and sticky on his body, he felt awful.

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