Taeyong needs help but is too proud to admit it
Jaehyun helps him although he's met him for the first time
That pretty much summarizes their personalities in this fic
- Mark, we have an hour to get ready and you still haven't seen the outfit I chose for you. I'll be at your place in five minutes, open the door for your love.
- Oh...okay,- Mark hung up the phone and went to the window to see Haechan passing under his window. He caught a glimpse of the beautiful boy with golden skin and ran to the door with butterflies in his stomach.
- Hello, Ma...- Haechan got cut off by Mark's lips.
- Uhm...sorry,- Mark said after breaking the kiss, rubbing the back of his neck.
- Someone can't get enough of his boyfriend, huh?- Although Haechan was blushing heavier than Mark, he didn't miss the chance to tease the older.- So I brought us the most badass clothes I could find. We're gonna look like some kpop group teasers or something.
Haechan took two outfits out of the bag he had with him. They were both black but weren't classy standard suits as Mark expected.
- This one's yours.
- There's no way I'm wearing this. I'll look like I'm preparing to jump with a parachute.
- Suck it up, Mork, I spent four hours on finding the perfect outfits.
- You could've just brought us simple suits.
- No! We need to look amazing, because we are Mark and Haechan! Why are you making me angry?
- Because, imagine how weird we will look if everyone else shows up in simple costumes.
- Why do you always care about how we will look from the side. Why are you worried about what others will think, Mark?
- Because I don't want to be embarrassed in front of everyone.
- Am I embarrassing you?
- No, you know what I mean.
- I know. You're just a coward, Mark. Fine! Don't wear this, I will wear mine and make a fool of myself alone!- Haechan exclaimed locking himself in Mark's bedroom to change. He came out wearing the clothes he chose.
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- Wow, Haechanie, you look...
- Don't talk to me. Wear whatever you're going to wear and let's go to the party.
Mark sighed and took the bag that Haechan brought to his bedroom. He closed the door and came out after twenty minutes.
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