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Mark wiped the sleep from his eyes before opening them. It took him a good five seconds to remember that he was at home rather than at the band's dorm. He found himself smiling as he took in the illuminated room that brought back so many memories.

He grabbed his phone from the side table and turned expecting to find a sleeping Donghyuck but instead was met with an empty space that seemed as if no one slept there at all.

He walked downstairs, still rubbing his eyes in an attempt to wake up.

"Good morn- well, it's almost afternoon now," His father said, correcting himself, "Oh whatever. Good morning, son!"

"Mornin' dad," Mark mumbled, walking to the kitchen and sitting on the counter.

"Buttermilk pancakes?" His dad asked, already taking out the batter from the fridge.

"My favourite!" Mark said with a smile, "Thanks, dad."

"Anytime"

"Where is everyone?" Mark asked, looking around the seemingly empty house.

His dad smiled a knowing smile as if he was hiding something. "Hendery and YangYang went to go get the suits for the wedding this evening."

"What about everyone else?" Mark asked, not wanting to be too obvious.

"Jisung and Jungwoo are outside," His dad said, a sly smile on his face.

"Oh," Mark said.

"They're with Donghyuck." Mark's dad said, looking at his son who kept looking at the french doors that led outside. "Why don't you go and check on them?"

"If you insist..." Mark said, his hand unconsciously running through his hair as he made his way outside.

"Go, Jungwoo! Go!" He heard as he opened the door to find Donghyuck holding a laughing Jisung by the waist as Jungwoo kicked the ball into the goal.

"You're such a cheater!" Jisung accused Donghyuck playfully as the other two high-fived.

"It's not cheating!" Donghyuck said, "It's called lending a helping hand. Right, Jungwoo?"

"You're just mad that you lost," Jungwoo told Jisung, sticking his tongue out.

"Well, I see that I have been replaced," Mark said playfully.

"What are we meant to do? Wait patiently next to your bed until you're awake and ready to play?" Jisung quipped back.

"You're just jealous they like me better than you," Donghyuck said, sticking his tongue out at Mark.

"Mark! Come play!" Jungwoo said.

"I'll be in your team, Sung," Mark said, walking over to Jisung.

"Do I smell a competition brewing?" Jisung asked, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"No that's just Mark," Donghyuck quipped, "He stinks 'cause he hasn't showered yet."

"You're going to regret this when we win," Mark told him.

"Looks like I'm not going to regret anything then," Donghyuck bit back, coming face to face with Mark.

"Ugh! Get a room you two," Jisung groaned, rolling his eyes, "The sexual tension is so disgusting."

"How do you know what sexual tension is?!" Mark asked flabbergasted.

"He's 19!" Donghyuck told him, "He's not a monk."

"He's a baby!"

"I'm 19!" Jisung corrected, "I can legally drink!"

"You're 10 years old, okay?!" Mark told him. "You don't know what sex means."

Jisung simply rolled his eyes and gave Donghyuck a look.

"Are we actually going to play or...?" Jungwoo said, looking at the younger three.

"Should we make this interesting?" Donghyuck suggested.

"How?" Jungwoo asked, intrigued.

"The winner gets to make the loser do one thing," Donghyuck said, "But that chance expires at midnight."

"One is too little," Jisung complained.

"Three?" Donghyuck asked.

"Two," Mark said. "It's a good middle."

"The winner can make them do anything?" Jungwoo said more than asked.

"Nothing criminal," Donghyuck said.

"Nothing that could ruin the wedding," Jisung added, sending a pointed look at Jungwoo.

"Nothing that would give Nana a heart attack either," Mark added.

"Where's the fun then?" Jungwoo grumbled.

"Ready?" Donghyuck asked, looking around.

"First to score 3 goals wins," Mark said aloud.

"You can't even score normally, Mark," Donghyuck quipped, "There's no way you're scoring in soccer either."

Mark's jaw dropped, not expecting Donghyuck to be this forward and witty.

"I'll give you the advantage of starting first," Donghyuck said, dropping the ball to the ground and kicking it to him.

"I'll be goalie." Jungwoo said and did a little jog to the small pots that were set up to look like a goal.

"Jisung, think you can man the goal?" Mark said to Jungwoo without taking his eyes off Donghyuck who was standing smug with his arms crossed.

"Tick tock, Lee," Donghyuck told him.

"You're going to regret being this cocky when you lose," Mark said, kicking the ball around for practice.

"Kick the damn ball, Lee," Donghyuck said, eyes on the ball.

Mark dribbled the football making a show of his footwork. Donghyuck rolled his eyes knowing full well that Mark was just trying to show off. Donghyuck took two steps forward and then kicked the ball from Mark's foot, making him stumble while he dribbled the ball all the way to Jisung, stopping in front of him before smiling sweetly and kicking the ball hard into the goal.

Donghyuck then turned around and stared directly at Mark, whose jaw was on the ground, before he flipped his imaginary hair.

"What were you saying about losing, again?" Donghyuck told Mark in a sickly sweet voice.

"Is it too late to switch teams?" Jisung said, holding the ball in between his hands.

"Shut up, Jisung!" Mark grumbled, "Pass me the ball."

"So that's one for us," Donghyuck said, walking back to the middle, "And zero for you."

"It's called giving you a handicap," Mark said with a glare.

"Should we bump your score to two just so you stand a chance?" Donghyuck teased.

Mark growled in frustration, glaring at a smug Donghyuck who stood with his arms crossed across his chest.

"Should I give you a five-second head start too?" Donghyuck teased.

Mark kicked the ball past Donghyuck who ran after him to try and tackle the ball from his legs. Mark dribbled it in a zig-zag motion to the goal where Jungwoo was standing, ready to defend it. Mark kicked the ball as hard as he could. Jungwoo dived and caught the ball, holding it to his chest.

Donghyuck cheered and signaled for Jungwoo to throw it to him. Jungwoo kicked the ball to Donghyuck, who kicked it hard as he could and it went into Mark's and Jisung's goal.

"That's two-zero now, isn't it?" Donghyuck feigned.

"You still haven't won yet," Mark grumbled.

"But I still scored more than you, didn't I?" Donghyuck said, cocking his head to one side, "When I win, I'm going to make you wear a frilly maid's outfit to the next red carpet and make you tell everyone that you have a cleaning kink."

"You don't even want to know what I have in store for you when I win," Mark threatened.

"I'm never going to find out either way," Donghyuck said.

"Are you two going to keep flirting or are we actually going to play the game?" Jisung shouted from where he was standing.

"One more and I win, Lee," Donghyuck said cockily, the ball in the middle of both of them.

"Trust me," Mark said, looking at him, a smile on his face, "You're not winning."

Mark faked left and kicked the ball right, running fast while kicking the ball. He didn't stop in front of Jungwoo this time as he kicked the soccer ball into the opening on the right and scored.

"What was that you said about winning?" He called out to Donghyuck who was panting just a few feet away from him.

"The game's just begun." Donghyuck retorted, walking back to the middle, waiting for Mark.

"I hope you're not a sore loser," Mark teased, walking to Donghyuck with the ball.

"I'm not." Donghyuck said, "I'm a winner."

Donghyuck kicked the ball away from Mark and started running towards Jisung when Mark sprinted and tackled from his right side, causing Donghyuck to stumble.

Mark got the ball and dribbled it slower just to check on Donghyuck. Once he saw that he didn't fall and wasn't hurt, he smirked and dribbled the ball to Jungwoo.

"Think fast!" Mark said and kicked the ball into the goal.

"God dammit!" Jungwoo swore when he failed to defend the goal.

"Two-two?" Mark called out cockily.

"Game's not over yet, Lee," Donghyuck huffed, grabbing the ball from the floor and bringing it to the middle one last time.

He needed to win.

"Mark! Your pancakes are getting cold!" His dad called out from the french windows.

"Last point, dad!"

"I'll finish this quickly then," Donghyuck said out loud, panting slightly from the physical excursion.

Mark chuckled slightly, dropping the ball in between the both of them.

"Three. Two," He counted, both of them concentrated on the ball, "One!"

Donghyuck let out a little yell and got the ball first, faking right before he sprinted left, kicking the ball, occasionally looking back to see where Mark was. Mark ran behind Donghyuck, waiting for him to kick the ball before he intercepted and took control of the ball, kicking it to the opposite side towards Jungwoo.

Donghyuck groaned in frustration, running after Mark to try and tackle the ball from him but Mark was too fast. By the time Donghyuck reached him, Mark had already attempted to score but Jungwoo blocked it. Jungwoo hugged the ball to his chest and waited for Donghyuck.

"Donghyuck! Here!" He shouted, throwing the ball to him.

Mark jumped in front and took another shot at the goal.

"No!" Donghyuck screamed, watching the ball that seemed to move in slow motion be shot at the goal, hitting the side of the pot before going in.

"What were you saying about never losing?" Mark grinned cockily.

"Shut up, Lee," Donghyuck grumbled.

"Aww, don't be a sore loser, baby," Mark said.

"We won!" Jisung screamed, running up to Mark.

"You wanted to change teams," Mark accused.

"...But I didn't which is the important thing here." Jisung attempted to defend himself.

"What are you going to do with your reward, Sung?," Mark said, rubbing it in Donghyuck and Jungwoo's face who had a permanent scowl written on their faces.

"I'm going to make Jungwoo go bald!" Jisung declared.

"No!" The three older people said in unison.

"This is no fun," Jisung grumbled.

"I have plenty of ideas for you, Donghyuck," Mark teased.

"Your pancakes are waiting," Donghyuck told him, "Shoo."

"You're eating breakfast with me," Mark told him.

"That's using one of your two chances," Donghyuck said.

"No, it's not," Mark said.

"I already ate breakfast with Jisung," Donghyuck said, "It's called breakfast for a reason. What you're eating is lunch."

"Shut up and come with me," Mark said, rolling his eyes.

"We're stuck with him," Jisung told Donghyuck, "You're not. You can still get out."

"Trust me when I say this," Donghyuck said, looking at Mark, annoyed, "I really can't."

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Thursday, September 19, 2019

I don't have school tomorrow!

I'm so happy!