𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | markhyuck

15 ❥ that's not cool!

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the sun shined brightly that sunday morning, peeking behind the baby blue curtains of the two boys' shared room.

lee minhyung woke up with a headache.

he could hear his heart pounding in his chest, and that pounding only got louder and faster as soon as he saw who was lying down beside him—

a half naked lee donghyuck.

mark's poor soul nearly left its body.

whAT THE
WHADDAFUCK—
HE'S- HE'S
HE'S NOT WEARING—
OH-

his sudden panic was interrupted by muffled laughter, and only then did he realize that the younger was also awake.

"oh hyung," donghyuck giggled, gasping for air. "the look on your face right now is incredible. you're lucky that i don't have my phone with me, i would take a photo."

mark blinked in confusion, then felt his face grow hot as soon as he heard hyuck burst out in laughter again.

he threw a pillow at hyuck's face.

"hey, what was that for?" the tanned male asked, snapping out of his laughing fit.

"talk to your hyung with respect!" mark said, crossing his arms, "why even call me 'mark hyung' anyway when you humiliate me all the time?"

"we made a promise to drop the honorifics years ago, but i still like calling you hyung," donghyuck replied. he rested his face in his hands after turning to face the older. "and i like teasing you because you're cute. so.. don't be mad."

hyuck looked up at mark with the pout that always worked on him.

mark rolled his eyes, then felt an unwavering smile creep up onto his face. "fine, fine. it's impossible for me to stay mad at you, you know that."

he leaned over and pinched the younger's cheek softly, feeling his heart rate increase rapidly after donghyuck got ahold of his hand and kissed it, grinning right back at him.

the moment was ruined as soon as lee donghyuck opened his mouth to speak once more.

"that's mighty fine and all, but are we going to ignore the fact that you fingered me last night?"

mark stiffened at hyuck's words, and he knew that he noticed it because of the snicker that escaped his lips.

"we don't talk about that, okay?" said the older, staring down at the floor.

"aw man. i really liked it, y'know?"

"why don't you shut your pretty little mouth up for me, donghyuck?"

"you called me pretty!"

mark felt instant regret fall down upon him.

"i- i called your mouth pretty! not you."

"but still! my mouth is on my face, so."

donghyuck stuck his tongue out at mark with his signature bratty expression.

"ugh, why do i even bother with you," mark mumbled.

"because you love me!" donghyuck interjected, "right?"

mark didn't need to think twice about the answer to that question.

"yes," he sighed, "sadly."

the younger sprung up from his current position and started to attack his best friend with his pillow.

"hey, hyuck, that's not cool!" mark gasped after being hit for the fifth time.

"what you said was not cool, so i'm teaching you a lesson!" donghyuck cackled villainously, crawling onto mark's lap and straddling him.

then it had suddenly dawned upon them that hyuck was not wearing any pants.

"OH MY GOD, DONGHYUCK!"

"SORRY!"

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hey hotties ;)

hope you liked this soft chapter, some of you probably needed it after the previous one 👀

alsO did you guys see that photo of donghyuck on doyoung's lap 😳 omg

anYWAYSSS

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