exasperated ；rensung

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Sicheng had been ragged a good deal today. He never really said anything or even expressed his state of mind but now seemed like a good time to tick off. He thinks about quitting everything as his weary eyes stay up while driving the car. Not luke he would but the thought did cross hi mind. Just how would it be if he somehow left the world.

Sicheng knew the best that he cannot afford any more coffee. His head has been churning all day to the point it's unbearable, partly due to the unimaginable amount of caffeine in his system. He really needed to sleep like he has actually passed away or something.

Arriving at his house, he takes off immediately and rushes to his room. Right now he wants to see no one but his bed.

As he gets to his room, he realizes that something is off.

Why are the lights on?

Sicheng finds it odd because his room is usually locked and with lights off.

His headache worsens as he scrunches his forehead in confusion.

He goes inside to find the bathroom is also well lit. He stands there for a moment, hesitant to find something improper?

That is until he heard a sound from the bathroom.

"Wow, the water is so warm"

What the fuck? Was there someone in his room?

It was unbelievable to think that this person might have broken into the house. So who is it?

He finally dips his head in the bathroom to find a man's back.

"This man is living in a heaven and he doesn't even know that"

Okay, that sounded rude. Who is he to say that without even knowing him. It might be a stranger but that doesn't give him a right to assume this about him.

"Who said I don't?" Sicheng's booming voice interrupted Mark's session of wasting rich people's warm water.

and the dude panicked. He panicked hard and ended up hurting his hand which unfortunately had a bad collision with the metal faucet.

"Oh sh- ah fuck-" Mark's stream of cursing flowed out as he held his swelling hand that was now on fire. The sudden pain made it difficult to see who it was.

He frantically started apologising for barging in like that,

"I-Im really sorry ah- I didn't mean to creep around like that. Also sorry for using you water," Mark said as he lightly blowed on his hand.

"I came here with Renjun! I'm his friend M-" He started again as he looked up at the room owner.

"- mark?"

Mark's pupils went wide as he realized who was standing next to him. His feet stuck to the ground as if they were strangled by the grip of a quicksand. The gust of air inside him started to burn his lungs.

There's no way this is happening. No.

Sicheng was no different than him. Both couldn't believe their visual senses right now. Only question buzzing in their mind was how?

"You're Mark, right?" Sicheng's voice quivered. He wanted to make sure if it really was him.

He has searched for so long, so long and now he's here standing right in front of his eyes in his own house, in his room or bathroom but that's beside the point.

He could see Mark's almond shaped eyes pooling with tears and didn't think twice but to run and hug his love of life.

(YES MARKWIN BITCHES)

"No! No." Mark moves back, repulsed by Sicheng's nearing figure.

"Why you- I'm sorry but I don't want to talk to you"

Sicheng could tell that Mark sounded hurt and this broke his heart too.

"Mark please. I know i fucked up but-" Mark walked passed him mid sentence paying no heed to his words. He just wanted to be away from that man. So he ran.

Sicheng wanted to go after him but decided not to. He knows he's responsible for making things go this wrong between them and how much he's hurt Mark. So, it's better to not chase after it.

But the tiny bit of his heart was relieved to have seen him again.

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So you came, huh?" Jisung asked Renjun as he shows up right behind him, standing very timidly. You know, typical Jisung.

"Yeah, I did. Glad you slept well."

"All thanks to you, Mr. Renjeon!" Jisung tries channeling the infamous nickname of this famous boy. The fact that everyone knew this was very funny and embarrassing (for renjun, ofc) Jisung did not want to relate.

"Here we go again. I've heard this so many times it doesn't sound real anymore. Try again"

" I like it though. It's how I've always butchered your name, even before I met you."

Jisung sets up his table with all the notes while Renjun's sitting down on the very memorable bed.

"Wait what? How'd you know?" Renjun seems to sound very surprised that Jisung knew about him when Renjun had no idea Jisung even existed in this world. It's almost offending at this point.

"Ge often talked about you."

"Ah."

They go silent for some minutes as realization hit Renjun like a bullet.

Sicheng talked about me to Jisung? That must've upset him.

It wasn't settling right to him. Who knows maybe Jisung hated Renjun.

Jisung's question interrupts his train of thoughts,

"Why did you come here though?"

"Ah right! I wanted to ask if you want to join us for a movie night this Saturday? Hyuck's arranging one at Jeno's house and they all really wanted you to come too."

"Me? Like really?" Jisung was quite shocked to hear that.

Renjun's friends wanted to hang out with him?

"So are you coming or nah?"

"..okay but I don't know Jeno's address?"

"Oh right I'll text you later." Renjun said as a 'matter of fact'.

"Do you have my number?"

"Oh shoot, I don't actually. Here, type it in!" Renjun said handing his phone to Jisung.

"Here, I've only typed my number not the name."

"Okay thanks, Jisung. See you on Saturday!"

"Bye."

Jisung sighed in exaggeration.

"I wonder what he saved my contact name as."

"It's gonna be a long ass night." He said as he sat down to venture upon the task ahead him.

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I'm really sorry for such a late update. I know it's disappointing this but thanks for giving it a chance.

I kinda rushed it bc of my exams :(