𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 ➪ 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙘𝙠

43

as the half moon shone its light in on the window and stuffy inhalation and exhalation could be heard, mark was holding onto donghyuck securely. the younger found his place on mark's chest and who was he to deny something like that? his fingertips were tracing tiny hearts on donghyuck's slim figure, the other hand wrapped around the curve of his waist.

the six stayed up (jeno fell asleep as soon as he made contact with the sheets) and their hushed laughter and conversations dragged out until one in the morning. most of the things they spoke about were random. nonetheless, it left a bubbly feeling in mark and he was awaiting their christmas morning. he had been laying in the cozy bed with a peaceful donghyuck on top of him for around more than at least two hours now. mark didn't bother to check the time, afraid that his movements would wake the tanned male up.

his breath tangled up with the other, the rise and fall of their chests becoming equivalent to one another. mark was dazed and definitely prepared to fall asleep soon. tiredness was making its way through and his eyes were beginning to get heavier by the second.

mark suddenly felt something brush against his torso and panicked. now watching with doe eyes, donghyuck's hand moved up in the air a little and abruptly fell back down. his right hand which was placed above his splayed hair and on mark's shoulder twitched. he let out a deep breath, almost like a sigh, and nuzzled his head into mark's chest. the older peaked down between his lashes and saw that his sunshine was still asleep. he was relieved.

and with that, mark let the drowsiness consume him and finally got himself some shuteye.

✧ ✧ ✧

"MARK!"

"oh mah jesus," the said boy whipped his head around to see donghyuck. "sunshine!"

he had a questionable look on his face, but still gave the biggest smile. "merry christmas. you're the best present i could've ever asked for."

mark was stunned by the sudden confession. nonetheless, he mustered up the most lovestruck expression possible. it was eleven in the morning and mark was sitting by a large window, gazing out at the white blanket covering the trees and grass outside. he was holding a cup of chamomile tea. normally, he wouldn't drink tea of any sort, but renjun made it kindly and mark couldn't say no. the mug said coffee on it and it was ironic because if he was the one making something to drink it would most certainly be coffee.

"so i'm a present now?"

"uh, no? you're a gift."

"that's the same thing."

donghyuck huffed and took the black cup by the handle, almost spilling the steamy liquid all over mark's sweater. "doesn't matter! you're all mine now."

mark watched the tanned male put the mug down on the table in front of him and smiled. "i always have been."

donghyuck blushed and went to embrace the older. the position was awkward since he was leaning down and he stumbled into mark's arms, so he did the first thing that came to mind. he climbed up onto the chair and put both his legs on either side of his hubby and attacked him with a hug. that was all that they had been doing ever since mark came to korea. hugging, hugging, and hugging. letting go simply wasn't an option anymore.

"alright lovebirds, break it up. i don't have time to see this shit." jeno was sprawled out on a couch and breathing loudly through his open mouth. "i still have the sniffles. please, fix me."

"i can help with that." jaemin went ahead and squished himself into jeno's side. there was limited space because of the sick boy being a starfish and donghyuck was sure he would've pushed whoever it was right off the sofa. unless it was mark.

he was surprised when the canadian cuddled himself into donghyuck's arm. well then. being this soft was surely illegal because the younger was losing it. this dude beside him just assumed that it was okay to be fluffy and seek attention adorably. he was absolutely wrong. this was unfair and injustice was proving itself. if mark didn't move right now, donghyuck would embrace him so tight his head would pop off. being charged for murder over something like that is stupid.

"merry christmas, uglies."

"shut up, jisung."

"shut up, renjun."

chenle walked in at a quick pace and waved his hand up in the air as if to dismiss everyone in the room. "shut up both of you. merry christmas homos. i love y'all with all of my big heart."

"aw, i love you too angel." jisung ran up and lifted the chinese male up in the air, both of his large hands wrapping around chenle's waist.

ugh. this couple goals thing just wasn't doing it for donghyuck. he wanted to slap them across the faces. that could totally be mark and him.

key word: could.

if one of them had the guts to spill their feelings for each other, he would probably end up throwing himself into a closet and never come out. they were so cowardly and dense, but donghyuck was a bad bitch and nobody could mess with that. especially not some canadian kid that had free healthcare and maple syrup hidden in his cabinets.

"sunshine?"

fuck. never mind about mark not being able to mess with him. his heart just did two flips forward and seven backwards. this boy's impact on him was crazy.

"yeah?"

"when is the whole get together happening?"

oh my goodness gracious. his voice sounded so small. donghyuck peered down at mark and saw the troubled expression on his face. mission protect ramen boy at all costs was now a thing. if he saw mark being anything other then happy, he'd lose it. everyone would get stabbed by a pizza slicer. nobody would make it out alive except for himself and mark.

"i'm pretty sure it starts at four, but don't believe me on that. chenle knows for sure."

mark hummed and got up from where he was sitting to pick up his cup of tea. donghyuck's arm was left cold and he didn't like it. the older sat back down in his previous place and sipped on the chamomile tea every few seconds.

the room was obviously a complete ruckus. the seven of them combined meant constant arguing over nothing. they were too petty for their own good. jeno was finally laying down like a normal human and jaemin was cozied up to his side. renjun was just drinking his tea in peace while jisung and chenle were seated on the floor talking about who knows what, donghyuck barely being able to decipher what they were bickering about. they really were a peculiar group of people.