There was this one picture that made Mark's heart flutter. It was one of Donghyuck holding Mark's arms tightly, their bodies flushed together and the younger's eyes closed. It looked as if Donghyuck was going to kiss Mark (which he was), and he couldn't help but smile at it. The way his own face was red as a tomato, embarrassed by the sudden action. He looked cute. They looked cute.
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