How 21 Students Saved the World

7 - Friday Afterschool

Haechan was being a fucking tease.

He was straddled on Mark's lap, the two in their heated makeout session when he would every now and then roll his hips down on Mark, releasing a moan that was most definitely making Mark go hard.

Mark watched as Haechan start unbuttoning the cute little white blouse he was wearing, tossing it the side of the bed as Mark reached up to pinch his nipples, Donghyuck's moans getting louder and louder-

"MARK!!!"

Mark sat upright on his bed, gasping for air, his sheets a tangled mess. Meanwhile, Haechan ran over to his best friend's closet, pulling out a pair of jeans and throwing it on the bed.

"God, how many times do I have to tell you to go to sleep early?" Haechan scolded him, grabbing one of Mark's black hoodies and throwing it next to the jeans. "We're going to be late, just wear this, gosh, Mark, I'm gonna have to sleep over everyday at this rate."

That didn't sound like a bad idea to Mark at all, but he continued to let his best friend rant as he pulled his sheets off to get up-

Oh shit.

"-and I brought pancakes for the karaoke today- Mark, what's wrong, are you okay?" Donghyuck went to stand next to Mark and put his hand on Mark's forehead. "You're really sweaty. Did you have a bad dream?"

Mark quickly covered his body with the bedsheets again. "I think I'm going to shower."

"Guess I'm getting kicked out, then." Haechan grabbed his backpack from where he had thrown it earlier and walked out the door. "Be quick, we'll be late!!" he yelled before slamming the door shut.

Mark threw the covers again, sighing at his morning wood. It was really hard being in love with your best friend.

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The two weren't going to make it to school by walking (thanks to Mark), so they were forced to take a bus ride instead, the two choosing to sit next to each other at the seats all the way at the back.

Mark was glad to have picked the window seat, even though the window was too cold to lay his head on it. He couldn't help but think about Donghyuck in his dream earlier. It's not the first time that it's happened, but it occurs more frequently and Mark just wants them to stop.

He knows Haechan here is never going to return his feelings for him, and that's okay. Haechan shouldn't be forced to be with him, but it was just really sad to think about.

Lee Donghyuck was literally the most lovely person in the world and Mark couldn't help but fall for him everytime he saw the younger, like now for instance. Donghyuck had been conversing about his trip with Chen Le the day before but the way that he spoke, his hands moving excitedly as he continued to talk, his soft brown hair combed a certain way yet his fringes would cover certain parts of his eyes-

"-and then the mannequin moved so we started screaming-" Donghyuck had been telling him before stopping, since at that moment Mark decides to sweep his hair away from his eyes.

Donghyuck's face was turning red, staring at Mark with his mouth partly opened, dumbfounded. Mark yanked his hand back, pretty sure that Donghyuck would notice his blush.

"So-sorry, I thought you couldn't see," Mark stammered out. "What were you talking about?"

Donghyuck hesitated before continuing. "The mannequin was moving so we screed," he spoke softly, his voice having quieted down. "It turned out not to be a mannequin and- yeah..."

Mark, embarrassed, turned his head away to stare out the window. "Cool, cool."

The two stayed quiet for a while until Haechan spoke up again. "You're going to homecoming, right? Chen Le said he wants to go as a group."