School has been nothing but shit piled up like what Donghyuck always hated. Loser after loser just trying to show off, he’s done. He needed to get drunk tonight or else tomorrow would become more shitty per usual. He's been skipping two classes but he's done caring either. Even when he does care no one will believe it. Bad boys will never do good, or so they say. Why bothers.
Donghyuck just lit his third cigarette when he saw mark standing in front of the door of this empty room.
"Why you're here?" mark's voice sounded so far away. How sleep deprived Donghyuck could be right now, he wondered to himself.
"Skipping class, dumbass. What else I would do here. What about you? It’s not even your favorite place. You told me you hate this room cause it smells like a rusty wreckage and tons of dust."
"Got no choice. My spot isn't safe anymore."
"How nice" Donghyuck replied with his usual sarcastic tone.
Mark sat next to Donghyuck who's taking a long drag of his cigarette, attempting to swallow more nicotine than he's supposed to. Mark just stared at him, before finally giving up and lit his own cigarette. There’s nothing here except a rusty mattress and some boxes, nothing to watch but class was no better, he found this place rather comforting despite the smell.
"Do you have any plan tonight?" Donghyuck's voice sounded doubtful, like he's almost not sure about what he's trying to say.
"Nope, netflix all night with some joint. Well, the joint part is a joke but why?"
"Wanna go to Jeno's party?"
"Yes, fuckhead. Who else?"
"You have boyfriend, asshole. Why won’t you come with him?"
"Well I do, but he's busy studying for college entrance, so?"
"Fine. I'll go." Mark sighed. He couldn’t simply say no to Donghyuck, especially when he looked so lonely like just now. It made him feel things, he couldn’t possibly explain.
"I’ll meet you at jeno’s.”
Donghyuck stubbed his cigarette with his foot before walking through the door like Mark wasn't existed in the first place. Mark couldn't even give a single fuck. Donghyuck is always like that. Too rushed and careless, indifferent with him but he's worse. That's it.
Mark arrived at Jeno's at seven sharp, wearing a decent t-shirt with blue jacket as an outer. He's been wandering around to find Donghyuck, yet the red haired guy is nowhere to be found and he's pissed. He drained his glass in one go before walking away, he's about to ditch the party when Donghyuck suddenly grabbed him by the hand.
"Shit Donghyuck. Where have u been?" If Mark was someone who has an awful temper, he would punch Donghyuck right in the face, yet the truth is rather than pissed Mark is more worried.
"Car. Drinking vodka. What about you"
"Right here you fucking dumbass. I've been searching for you since forever. And the fuck did u mean by car? Aren't you here for the party?"
"Not really. I just stole Jeno's parent's liquor. It’s shit but still worth it." Donghyuck started to lose his balance due to the vodka.
"For fuck's sake. Come on, I’ll find you a place to sit."
"I'm fine. Let's just dance"
"What? You can't even stand, you ass."
“Please…” How much spell does Donghyuck have, Mark couldn’t even say no even when he’s trying so hard and hate dancing, he still couldn’t deny his request.
Mark filled his glass again and this time he didn't even give a fuck about how much he's filling the cup. No way in hell he would dance unless he's drunk or at least tipsy. When he's back to the main room, Donghyuck has been hovering over Renjun who is clearly high judging from how he looked. Mark almost considered just ditching Donghyuck and going to the backyard, but that thought only crossed his mind for a second before Donghyuck clung his hands on Mark's shoulder and pulled him closer.
"Come on Mark, the party was just stated. Here. Take this" Mark just blindly accepted whatever drinks Donghyuck offered to him and drained it in one go. Fuck being sober.
The music went harder, and mark could feel his head getting heavier each second. He danced and danced, banging his head as Donghyuck leaned closer
"Mark..." He stopped dancing for a second, leaning to Donghyuck even more because the music was too loud and he could clearly hear what Donghyuck was saying.
"You know what. You're beautiful. Have you seen yourself, you're hot and that lips of yours..."
"Wow dude, that’s… you know what, you're fucking drunk. Stop saying nonsense okay, or I’ll drag you home." Mark was drunk enough, but he's still aware of his surroundings and this is bad. He could feel how close Dongyuck was right now. He could smell the liquor from the younger's breath, somehow intoxicating yet he would never dare.
"You're beautiful whether I'm drunk or sober" It was too rushed, yet Mark couldn’t seem to react properly. He was stunned as if the world stopped moving. When he was starting to realize, it was too late. His lips has already on Donghyuck's, lacing with no dignity as the younger tried to deepen the kiss, forcing mark to give up his last self-restraint. Everything about this night was wrong yet it felt right, when he tasted the cheap vodka on Donghyuck's tongue, when Donghyuck ruffled his messy hair. Mark broke the kiss first. Donghyuck has snatched all his oxygen and he couldn’t even get enough air to fill his lungs in this room.
"Did we just kiss?" Mark's face was laced with worries but also amusement. "Holy shit Donghyuck I have a girlfriend."
"Dear sweetheart I also have a boyfriend." Donghyuck was as breathless as he was. His lips stil looked so tempting in the aftermath, even when Mark has realized it was all fucked up.
"Then what?" He asked briefly. He couldn’t even think straight when alcohol has already fucked him and now Donghyuck is making it a lot harder.
"We do it again? Fuck it, Mark. I don’t know."
Donghyuck just crashed his lips to Mark's, devouring every inch of the affection he seemed to artificially create for the boy. Every ounce of his self-conscious has been swept away. His vision was getting even more blurred as Donghyuck put his hands on his nape, deepening the kiss that was so devoted they couldn’t even begin to describe the spark, the burning passion, how the room light up with nothing but lust and desire. Screw the day, what mattered was only Donghyuck's pretty lips on his, claiming Mark like he is the trophy from a battle he single handedly won and Mark is proud. Even when morning comes, and reality will crush like a demonic wave, what he felt was still joy, at least this feeling would keep him warm tonight. The electric shock spread inside his body like a deadly disease. He's done caring by now, willingly let Donghyuck drag him anywhere he wanted. Even down to hell Mark would gladly follow. Donghyuck is dangerous and Mark is fully aware, yet spell was never easy to break and he was nothing but a weak human being. He will always lose against Donghyuck no matter how hard he tries.
