Heat (Yumark)

Chapter Four

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Mark groaned at the sound of beeping. He didn't think that he set an alarm. But then again, he didn't remember going into his room.

"I could've sworn I fell asleep on the couch last night..." he groaned to himself.

"Wakey Wakey!"

Mark jumped at the sound of Yuta's voice.

"MARK LEE WAKE UP!"

"I'm up Yuta hyung. You don't have to yell."

"When did you-" Yuta paused when he heard the beeping of the alarm clock. "Oh. I forgot I set that. Double wake up call I guess." He laughed and scratched the back of his neck.

Mark glared at the older before rolling over and slamming his hand on the alarm clock. "Thanks," Mark growled.

"You're welcome!" Yuta smiled.

"By the way hyung."

"Yeah Markie?"

"Did you bring me in here last night?"

"Yeah you fell asleep on the couch so I carried you in here."

"And you set the alarm?"

"Yeah... I knew I would need to wake you up early. But I was tired and forgot that I set it."

"Thanks hyung."

"You're welcome? Anyways, we need to get dressed so we can go."

"No breakfast?" Mark frowned.

"No Markie, we'll eat with the rest of the gang."

"Oh okay."

Yuta stood in the doorway, transfixed with the way Mark looked. His brown and blonde hair sticking up all over, the hood of his hoodie half on his head, his cheeks a light pink.

Mark looked at Yuta, confused as to why he wasn't moving. At first he thought it was because he had something else to say, but no clear way of saying it. But with the way Yuta's eyes were fixed on him, he realized that the older was staring at him.

"Yuta hyung?"

"Sorry Markie. I'll leave so you can change. Come out when you're ready and then we'll go." He smiled before walking out of the room.

Mark sat in bed for another minute before jumping up and walking to the closet. He threw on some black skinny jeans, a white hoodie, and a black beanie.

He grabbed his phone and walked to the bathroom. One the way, he thought back to when Yuta woke him up.

'Yuta was staring at me after I turned my alarm off,' he thought. 'Did I look funny? But he continued to stare at me even when I made eye contact with him.' Mark snickered to himself. 'I have to admit though, the fact he was only wearing sweatpants without a shirt, really showed off his abs. It was kind of hot-'

Mark stopped walking and shook his head. He couldn't catch feelings for a gang boss... could he?

He shook off the thought and walked into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, fixed-tried to fix-his unruly hair, and finished the rest of his hygiene routine.

He walked out of the bathroom and stopped when he saw Yuta. His hair was tied up, he had black skinny jeans on as well, but with a brown button-up shirt instead.

"Markie are you ready to go?" Yuta asked.

"Yeah," Mark replied. "Just let me put my shoes on."

Both boys threw on a pair of converse before walking out the door.