ONE-on-ONE | nct crackfic

kittenmackeral and tormarto source

"so like what do you want for lunch today?"

asked johnny as mark was typing his new status update on instagram.

"whatever you want bro"

mark replied, grinning as he checked his inboxes.

"why you smiling so much? who you be texting?"

johnny asked once more, growing curious as his friend giggled like a sheep.

"oh.. it's nothing."

mark blushed, a pinkish tint on his cheeks.

"who is it?"

johnny asked demandingly as he playfully pulled the phone away from mark's hands.

"you're texting haechan?"

"n-no! none of your business you muskrat!"

mark exclaimed, swiping the phone away from johnny with a glare.

"the dude's literally sitting right there."

johnny said, pointing a finger to where haechan was sitting in the row next to them.

"don't fucking point at him!"

mark whisper-shouted in panic rush as haechan looked over to them with a creeped-out glance.

"y'all been friends for like the longest fucking time, will you calm your fucking tititos?!"

johnny whispered back harshly as he rolled his eyes, stepping away from mark and walking to haechan.

haechan was drinking tomato soup and didn't even spare a glance at johnny until he spoke.

"why are you texting mark if he's just over there?"

johnny asked, confused.

"i'm not. i asked jisung to make a fake account and text him. i don't wanna text mark."

haechan revealed and johnny was surprised mark still didn't know.

"why don't you want to talk to him?"

"because he's a kittenmackeral."

"what the fuck—you mean catfish?"

"no, i mean kittenmackeral. he's a catfish but he's still cute, you know?"

haechan explained and johnny only gave him a blank stare.

"ok bye."

johnny said as he dipped away from haechan.

thank god he wasn't gay like mark and haechan.

but like he still wanted to kiss ten.

• • •

"aren't you supposed to be working?"

taeyong asked as he walked by lucas in room '127'.

"nah, i called in work today bro."

lucas replied politely as he scrolled through his camera roll.

"but you're at work right now.."

taeyong pointed out.

lucas, what the fuck?

"i know bro, lmfao. i'm here because jungwoo was gonna be here and i wanted to see him."

lucas answered, smiling as he passed through the pictures he had taken.

"you don't even work in this room and jungwoo hasn't been to work in like a week. he's on a trip."

taeyong said, suspicious at the younger boy's actions.

"i know, lol.. but i left my phone here last night and so i couldn't look at jungwoo's pictures today if i didn't come."

what the hell was happening in lucas's mind?

"why didn't you come back last night to get your phone?"

"i did, i walked into room '127' and grabbed my phone from jungwoo's desk."

this conversation got weirder every time lucas opened his mouth, taeyong didn't want to question anymore.

but one last question.

"if you had your phone last night then why are you still here?"

he was so curious.

"ye about that bro, i'm homeless."

lucas admitted and taeyong gasped dramatically for no reason.

"lucas, shut the fuck up! i was at your house the other night."

mork yelled from room 'u'.

"and i said it ain't my house anymore if i can't find it!"

lucas yelled back and taeyong regretted so many things in that moment.

okay, lucas.

• • •

jaehyun walked into room '127' and immediately was repulsed by the can set on his chair.

"yo who left their tormarto source in my seat?!"

he yelled aloud intimidatingly in order to catch all of their attentions.

sadly, no one did.

except one.

"maybe someone would hear you if you weren't in a room with literally fucking no one."

yuta's voice replied and then jaehyun laughed.

how stupid was he, lmfao.

"thanks, creepy mind voice in my head that sounds like yuta but i still listen to it anyways."

jaehyun said to himself.