ʙɪɴɢ ʙɪɴɢ

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"Love is stupid." Donghyuck scoffed, pulling his books out of his locker and shoving it into his bag, rolling his eyes as Mark pointed at the heart shaped letter that was stuffed in his locker. "You can't even love the people you want to, because the emotions come out of you randomly. We aren't allowed to fall in love with anyone other than our soulmate, and if we do, then we're outcasted by society, a stupid precedent created by God knows what idiot."

Mark let out a silent groan as Donghyuck continued rambling on about why he hates the idea of soulmates, ready to fight once again, but this time Mark didn't reply. He didn't argue back, and instead let the younger come to an end to his rant.

"Why'd you ask?" Donghyuck said once he finished, tugging Mark's arm and leading him through the hallways.

"I got my string of fate." Mark said, and Donghyuck froze on his spot, his hand ghosting Mark's wrist, and his eyes widening quickly. But as soon as his mood changed, it went away with the same speed, and Donghyuck immediately relaxed, his hand fully holding Mark's and his eyes curiously glancing down.

"Who is it?" Donghyuck asked, his eyes lingering at Mark's hand, before snapping up at his face. "Is it someone you know?"

"Yeah."

A few moments went by and Mark began to feel awkward. His hand was still laced with Donghyuck, and he was standing in an uncomfortable position, his left leg out and his right leg in. The noise from the hallway seemed to get less and less, and then the bell rang, forcing the two to regain their senses. Donghyuck let go of Mark's wrist, the sudden loss of warmth caused Mark to shudder, and they quickly ran down the hallway.

As they entered the classroom, thankfully no one was paying attention, and they took a seat at the back, Jaemin and Jeno chatting away besides them. Mark played around with his pen, spinning it on the base of his knuckles, and chewed down on his lip. Donghyuck, although sitting right beside him, seemed a lot more distant, his eyes wandering around the classroom, not focusing on a specific thing, before dropping back down on his book with plain pages.

Mark grimaced as he realised it was because of the soulmate talk they had previously. It was clear from the way Donghyuck was acting, quieter than before, shuffling away from Mark in a way he thought he was being discreet (he wasn't, and his movement was causing Mark's heart to ache even more), but Mark didn't know how to bring up the topic at hand.

"What's wrong with you two?"

But of course, Jaemin could help.

"Nothing." Donghyuck replied almost too quickly, snapping his head in Jaemin's direction, his neck making a loud cracking sound, and the others in the room turned to check what the noise was, but then Donghyuck shrugged his shoulders and went back to staring holes into his book.

"Okay, cool."

So maybe Jaemin was useless.

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