Mine || JohnHyuck - Markhyuck

Ten

The practice room was filled with the sounds of shoes squeaking against the floor, loud music, and heavy breathing coming from two boys dancing away.

It was nearing 11pm, and Donghyuck and Mark were still practicing. Lots were on their minds, but they ignored it, keeping their eyes on the mirror in front of them, watching their reflections dance.

All the other members have gone back to the dorms, so it was just the two of them.

It was fine. Nothing was awkward or weird. It was as if the whole 'confession' thing didn't happen, and Mark was okay with that. As long as it felt the same as it did before, he was fine with this.

After what felt like years, the two finally fell to the floor in exhaustion. Their chests heaved up and down, catching their breaths as sweat rolled down their red burned up faces.

Despite their exhaustion, they felt relaxed at that moment. It was nice, to have their minds cleared. The silence that surrounded them was nice. Everything felt normal.

"That was fun." Donghyuck sighed out with a tired smile forming on his face. His eyes were closed, listening to Marks heavy breathing next to him.

"Yeah." Mark smiled.

And that's how they spent their night. Dancing together till they fell to the floor.

-

"Let's go on a date." Johnny said out of the blue, phone in hand, eyes glued to the screen as his kept scrolling.

Donghyuck quickly took a glance to the elder, who was on his bed, before turning back to his game, focusing on killing the enemy, before answering.

"What kind of date?" Donghyuck asked, his fingers smashing on the keyboard and mouse as he tried his best to get the shots on the other team.

Johnny didn't answer, but Donghyuck didn't really notice the silence, as he was too focused on the game.

"Any kind. Picnic date, museum date, shopping date. Whatever you want." Johnny smiled softly, lifting up his head to take a look at the busy boy.

"Let's talk about this when I'm not trying to kill another squad." Donghyuck said in a rush, as the room filled with gun shots, keys being smashed, and shouts from Donghyuck.

Johnny only sighed, but nodded gently. He went back to scrolling through his phone, trying his best not to show how disappointed he was for being ignored. Sure, it was their day off and the boy did deserve to have his own time, but it's been hours since he sat in that chair.

When was it Johnny's turn to have Donghyuck's attention?

As Johnny was mindlessly scrolling through phone, he heard a small ping come from Donghyuck's phone, which was settled on his bed. He turned to the boy, and noticed how he didn't even hear it, too into the game to even focus on the reality that surrounded him.

Johnny turned back to the phone, and felt an urge to just peek at what it was. He had this weird desire to open it, and check who was messaging him.

He glanced to Donghyuck, and saw he was still playing, not paying attention to anything other than the game. Then he looked to the phone, and bit his lips with furrowed eyebrows.

He slowly moved from his own bed, careful not to make too much noise, (though it probably wouldn't matter) and walked over to the phone. He stood there, the curiosity telling him to grab it, to open it.

To read the message.

"Shit!" Donghyuck shouted in frustration, as big bright words flashed across the screen. Game over. He leaned his head back against the chair, and let out a sigh. He was on a roll, winning almost every game, till now.