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MARKHYUCK!
He's watching a re-run of some masterchef season when Donghyuck came back from dance class, his eyebags prominent even from where Mark was laying on the couch. This week was definitely taking a toll on Donghyuck and he mentally made a note to buy hyuck some really fancy dinner when his tournament is over.
Mark is thinking about all the different places he could take Donghyuck to and is estimating how much he has to save for it when Donghyuck falls onto the couch. quite unceremoniously too.
‘Your sushi is on the kitchen counter,’ Donghyuck says, or that's what Mark hears at least.
‘What? my what?’ he asks, confusion at the sudden mention of sushi bleeding heavily into his words.
‘Hmm, you said you were craving it. got it,’ Donghyuck replies as if he didn't just flip Mark's whole world around. As if he hadn't driven an extra hour after his classes and dance practice that ran 8 hours in total, to get Mark a sushi that he had only mentioned once in a conversation 4 whole days ago.
It hits him like a train wreck would. Why he wanted Donghyuck to walk home with him, why he never liked when Donghyuck talked about that one senior of his, why he always checked whether Donghyuck had posted on instagram after they hung out.
Oh god, he liked Donghyuck.
The sudden comprehension of his own emotions and the sheer amount he felt had him dizzy.
‘Mel?,’ it's barely a whisper and it's so soft that Mark feels like dying.
‘Yeah, I'm okay hyuck, get some sleep. We’ll eat after you nap,’ he says and hears Donghyuck hum in response.
Mark watches Donghyuck sleep, his almost default smirk absent from his face and he feels like his heart inflates and then explodes in his chest. The residue of his feelings coating his organs in a way that had him feeling gross.
Ahh and now he owes Jaemin.
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JAEMSUNG
'Hi, are you not up yet?' Jaemin sounds like he's had his coffee, which irks Jisung just a tad bit because-
'I missed class, why did you let me sleep so long?
‘Why didn't you wake me up on the way out? And where's my coffee?' Jisung mumbles, making sure to tone his sentence in a way so Jaemin understood that he was upset, but not too much.
Jaemin would understand anyway.
'Sit down baby, it's Saturday,' Jaemin laughs, and it sounds fond. It makes Jisung's heart swell and he feels like he's choking on the feeling.
‘Oh, oh saturday. Okay,' He says, slowly pulling his arm out of the sweater he was wrestling himself into.
'I made breakfast for you and I'II be back by lunch.
‘Is that okay?' Jaemin asks, and he sounds distracted, then he hears the rustle of papers and guesses that he's probably already at work.
‘I'll be okay alone for a day, I'm not a baby anymore.’
'Are you not? I'm a bit busy today so get some studying done, and then we can head out to the theater. Be ready by 4 okay?'
'The theater? What for?' he stops on his way to the couch as he racks his brain to remember whether they had made plans together.
'Hmm? Didn't you tell me you wanted to see the premiere screening of the new play? Were you joking? Oh God jisung. I didn't even ask you before I booked the tickets please tell me you actually wanted to go,' Jamin sounds panicked and for some reason, this is the moment he realises, that-
God, he loves him.
The sudden swell of affection in his chest rises up his throat and when he voices it, it sounds like
'Hyung.’
He takes another deep breath before continuing.
'Yes hyung, I'll be ready, don't worry about it,' he says, and he wonders how his voice has not betrayed him yet.
He smiles as he pictures Jamin in his suit and tie in a local theater.
He doesn't even like plays.
He lets out a tiny giggle which prompts a 'hm?' from the other end of the call.
'Nothing. Just love you.'
He ends the call to Jaemin's laughter.