Everlasting Fireflies[Got7 MarkJin Ship.]✔️

Chapter Nine: Played

Mark's POV

One week...then two...
Jinyoung hasn't been to school in a week. Today would've been the third, but he came back. Just today. Cuts abd bruises speckled on his face which also comes with him ignoring me. Why would he want me? Oh right, he didn't...he only played me. God I knew it...and i hate myself for it.

"Mark are you okay?" Youngjae asked snapping me out of my thoughts.

"O-oh ye-yeah." They looked at me seeing right through the lie.

"No your not, what's wrong." Jackson said with an irritated look.

"Who is it?! Who hurt you?!" BamBam like...screeched.

"J-Jinyoung..." I stayed looking at my lap.

"I told you!" Jackson said as the others groaned handing him 5000₩.

"Dude he's done so much and your finally depressed now out of all things?" Youngjae chuckled in anger.

"He played with me..." I muttered and the others just looked at me in shock.

"Wait, how did h-" Youngjae got cut off just then by someone yelling towards us.

"Hey nerds!" I look over to see Yugyeom and JB walking towards us. Youngjae, BamBam, and Jackson jumped up ready to throw hands but I hopped up and was going to leave till I heard those words I'm completely allergic too.

"Hey faggot! Where do you think your going?!" JB's chuckled and that was the last straw. I turn around and swung a hand but someone grabbed my arm right before it landed on that PRICKS jaw.

"Come on." That voice was so familiar it was sick.

"Jinyoung...let go." I said trying to shake my arm from his grip.

"Just come with me." He tried to pull me alone but I pulled back to stay in place.

"No."

"Mark please." He pleaded and I still didn't look at him. I didn't care. I didn't want to care.

"Jinyoung the only thing I have to say is keep JB I check because if I'm a faggot he is too. JB you specifically need to quit checking out Jackson before I check how stable your jaw is with my fist. Yugyeom quit looking at BamBam like he's an oatmeal creampie because he is dating Youngjae. And Jinyoung you've played me and I honestly don't appreciate it and I hate myself for knowing it was gonna happen but having hope in the end. So I'm only going to ask you this once to leave me the fuck alone, ok?" I shook my arm and got away from Jinyoung's grip. I walked away with all three of my friends slowly following behind. Once we got far enough I let my body pretty much fall to the ground.

"Oh my God that was horrifying." I muttered as BamBam quickly turned me around with a concerned look.

"What was that? Why do you tell them me and Youngjae were dating?"

"I just want them to leave ALL of us alone." I said staring at the ground.

"No remorse." I muttered walking away.

"What was that?" Youngjae's voice was low but not low enough. He played me...I can't let it happen again. No more loving any more assholes. If I can.

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Youngjae's POV

"Why did you call me in here asshole?" Face to face with him...in an empty bathroom...locked. and ever after that simple question, no answer.

"Oh my God, JINYOUNG ANSWER ME!"

"I LIKE MARK!" He yelled back right after my words, but all I do is snicker.

"There's no fucking way bro." I smirk but his facial expression never changes.

"Dude, I mean it." He looked looked at the floor as I began to laugh.

"You played him, now how am I supposed to believe you?" And that's when I started to hear silent cries coming from him.

"Oh my God dude are you ok?" I asked full of concern. The only thing he did was keep his eyes to the floor as he walked forward and hugged me.

"Who ever took those pictures of us got me beat. I ignored Mark to avoid them. I like him...this is a genuine feeling. At first he was annoying because I didn't want anyone in my life. I push everyone away anyway. But now...he's all I want. Please, please help me." Each word broke me more. I know I'm supposed to hate his guts, but he's being abused for who he is. Damn.

"I'll help you..." I tapped his back and he pulled away with a few sniffles.

"R-really?"

"Yeah, but not for you, for Mark." He smiled with tears still staining his cheeks.

"O-ok." He stuttered with a voice cracks and I just sadly smile.

"Ok now...we need a plan."