𝒶𝑔𝑔𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒《markhyuck》

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"chenle, please?" haechan begged. "MY candy, noodlehead." chenle said, pushing haechan's head away. "please, beautiful, amazing, my favorite dongsaeng chenle? just a piece?" jisung looked slightly offended by his words, but haechan just smiled apologetically. "it's my favorite candy." he shrugged. mark watched all of this, eyes narrowed. " hyung, hyung, come closer." chenle motioned haechan foward. haechan shuffled forward in his seat awkwardly. "now open your mouth~" haechan opened his mouth wide. right as chenle was about to feed haechan the candy, mark grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "mark!" haechan whined. "why do you have to be so aggressive?" mark rolled his eyes. "i am not." chenle leaned towards jisung, whispering something in his ear. jisung giggled and nodded. haechan scoffed. "just date already." he said, before grabbing mark's arm and pulling him out of the cafeteria. "what are you doing?" mark scowled at him. "hyung, this needs to stop. you can't keep doing this." mark tilted his head, before haechan let go of his arm. "doing what?" haechan leaned against a locker, closing his eyes. "this, hyung. this aggression to anyone who gets close to me. this jealousy." mark's eyes widended, before he stammered. "i- i'm not- what jealousy? i'm just trying to make sure you're comfortable!" haechan scoffed. "comfortable? comfortable, hyung? you're the one making me uncomfortable. i'm not stupid, lee minhyung. i know how you feel." mark opened his mouth, but no sound seemed to come out. "it's been three years, hyung. three years since i told you i like you. i know you like me, you always have. you're just too afraid to admit it. why are you so afraid? it's been three years and i still like you. what are you worried about?!" he ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "i don't get it, minhyungie. you rejected me. so why are you so upset whenever i try to move on?" "haechan, i-" haechan cut him off, pushing himself off the lockers and past mark. "no, mark. until you can admit you like me, that i'm not just your friend, i'm not taking this. i can't take it." "haechan." he kept walking. "donghyuck!" he shouted, but the boy just broke into a run, disappearing around the corner. he's right. mark thought. i've always loved him. what am i afraid of?