Slopes

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Mark steps out of the airport, his phone up near his ear.

"Mom, I thought you said they were picking me up...I don't see the guy you were talking about..."

His mom sighs on the other end of the phone call, seeing as it was 5 am for her. "The Nakamotos said they sent their son to pick you up. He should be there soon...Ok?"

Mark rolls his eyes. "I don't even know what he looks like mom."

"He has short, red hair...Look honey, he'll recognize you so just be patient. I'm tired and have to wake up for work soon, so call me when you're all settled."

"Ok, I'll call later. I love you mom."

"Love you too dear." And the line goes flat. Mark grumbles a couple curses under his breath, annoyed that he doesn't even know who this 'Yuta' guy is, and what he's like. "Let's just hope he's not a creep." Mark sighs and leans against the handle of his roller suitcase, waiting for Yuta Nakamoto to pick him.

His mom had known the Nakamoto family since she was in middle school. She had lived in Japan for some time and that's where she met Mrs. Nakamoto. Apparently, from what Mark understood, the Nakamotos own a huge apartment company, and his mom had arranged for him to live in one of the suites. Everything would be paid for so he didn't need to worry. And the eldest son, Yuta, had offered to pick him up from the airport.

"Hey...." A man with bright red hair and a warm smile looks down to Mark. "Are you Mark Lee?"

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Jisung whacks the back of a certain boy's head, making him groan. "Yah! Hyung! You owe us!"

Jaemin nods along with Jisung, arms crossed over his chest. "Yeah, you said you'd pay next time. So take your wallet out or I'm stealing it from you."

Donghyuk, who was sitting across from his two friends, sighs and throws his head back in annoyance. "Fine~ God I hate you both."

"Love you too Hyuk, now get me blueberry muffin." Donghyuk glares at the pink haired boy, who just smiled cheekily in retaliation, making Jisung laugh at their childishness.

The tanned boy walks up to the counter, grumbling. It was his last day on the team, so why was he paying for his friend's food? "Jaemin's logic is very twisted." He whispers to himself, jumping when the barista begins talking.

"Who?"

"H-huh?"

"Oh uhm sorry, nevermind." The strange barista smiles, his eyes folding into crescents. "What can I get you?"

Donghyuk narrows his eyes at the strange boy but orders just as normal. "A blueberry muffin, a hot, chai latte, and-" He stops talking when he gets a text, groaning internally at the message.

Nana_the_ass:

Dont forget the espresso- extra shots (づ￣ ³￣)づ

He turns around and glares at a laughing Jaemin and Jisung, mouthing an 'I hate you' to them. Jaemin just sends a flying kiss in return. Shaking his head, Donghyuk finishes the order. "And a large espresso, extra shots please." He hands the barista kis debit card, waiting.

"Sure thing, coming right up. Can I have a name please?"

"Donghyuk."

"Sounds good, thank you." The puppy-looking boy smiles again and hands the debit card back. Sighing, Donghyuk walks back to his table.

"Lucky you Jaemin, he likes you." He says, plopping into his seat.

The pink boy raises a brow at his friend, quite confused. "Who?"

"Mr. Samoyed over there. He kept staring at you while he was taking my order." The tanned male crosses his arms and leans back into his chair, sighing lazily. Jisung chuckles as he watches his hyungs' back-and-forth banter.

"Order for Donghyuk!"

"Alright Hyuk, go up and get-"

"You do it Jaemin. I have a good feeling that there'll be a few extra numbers on your cup." The eldest boy smirks and gestures at his friend to stand. Jaemin rolls his eyes but gets up anyways and takes the cups. Not even a minute later is he sitting down, on his phone.

"Time to spin the wheel of fortune." Jisung snickers and turns Jaemin's cup around, high fiving Donghyuk when they see a phone-number on the side. "Hell yeah."

"Bet you 50,000 won they'll be dating by the end of the month."

"Make it 60,000 and you got yourself a deal hyung."

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