hate everything // markhyuck

𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡

yuta ran all the way up to the dreamies' dorm.

panting.
and panting.
and sweating.

he finally reached the door of the apartment.
the door opened to reveal a taeyong.

"don't drop your coffee. and come in,"
yuta was greeted with a warm motherly smile.
it had been such a long time since he stepped into the dreamies' dorms.
but he only had one mission,
which was to know the truth from haechannie.

"where's haechan?"

"he's still sleeping,"

"oh. do you need help with breakfast?"

"please help doyoung. i'm going over to 10th floor to check on them,"

yuta chuckled. he just hoped that jaehyun finally decided he wasn't lazy enough to leave his bed without bed sheets.
even the dreamies were asking jaehyun about it.

they exchanged waves and went polar directions.

"hyung? where are you?"

"yuta? what are you doing here?"
doyoung knew exactly why he was here.
but he didn't want to create any suspicion.

"i was thinking of talking to haechan. but he's sleeping i guess. so i might as well help you while waiting for him to wake up,"
it was a very yuta answer.
always straight-forward.
no round-a-bout.

he nodded.

"regarding?"

"him and mark.
i don't get it.
did they have a history together or something?
why wasn't I aware of it then,"
yuta drifted off,
thinking about the possibilities.

"in the meantime, help me make breakfast.
and maybe I can give you some answers,"
the male vocalist looked at him as he turned into the kitchen.