Mark didn't know what time it was, but someone got on his bed and he suddenly snapped his eyes open.

There was a another arm above his chest and a leg on his stomach. A mop of wavy hair was annoyingly tickling his chin.

"Mark hyung..." Donghyuck's voice made him wince. Is he awake? Or sleeping?

"Yah!" Mark shouted, convinced he was actually awake. "What are you doing? Get off of me you brat-"

"Mmmh..." the younger's grip was firmer now and few seconds later, Mark was trapped under his body.

"Hyung..."

"Donghyuck, what the hell? Just get off of me, I can't fucking breathe!" he lied, trying to push the boy away.

Donghyuck, however, resisted and whined in the crook of his neck.
Mark lifted the younger's face with his only free hand and noticed that Donghyuck was sleeping. He was breathing heavily and some bangs were stuck on his forehead.

"Shit. Donghyuck! Donghyuck!"

"Mark hyung... I'm yours, only yours... Hyung...I want to make love with you..." he mumbled on his sleep, tenderly rubbing his cheek against Mark's.

Mark felt his heartbeat increasing speed. He freed himself from that one-way hug with too much strength and ended up with a sore butt on the floor, banging his head on the nightstand in the process.

Donghyuck awakened from all that noise, and jumped up, sitting on the bed. He scanned on the darkness of the room, until his gaze dropt on the person rubbing his head on the floor.

"Oh, no..." he whispered. "Hyung, are you okay? Did you fall?"

"You don't say?" Mark said, getting up. "What are you doing in my bed anyway?"

Hopefully it was dark, otherwise Mark could see the crimson red cheeks of Donghyuck.

"I-I don't know"

Mark didn't reply and stood still in front of him, looking not very pleased. Donghyuck felt so small and helpless under his angry stare.

"I'm sorry if I made you fall, I haven't done it on purpose, I-I swear!"

Mark's harsh expression softened and he shook his head. "It doesn't matter. You were talking on your sleep, though... it's-"

"Did I say something weird?!" Donghyuck widened his eyes.

Yes, you did, he wanted to reply, but sighed instead.

"Probably it was just your dream, don't worry. Go back to sleep in Doyoung hyung's bed. And please, try to stay there"

The second time Mark woke up, it was not because of Donghyuck, but thanks to the blinding light coming from the window. It was open and he could feel the sun warming his pale skin.

So hungry... he thinks, and gently opening his eyes. He noticed the empty bed a few metres away from his.

He slowly got up and sat on the bed, and ran his hands through his tired face.

He didn't really know what to think about last night. Donghyuck was clinging into him like he was his only lifeline, really, and he felt the strange need to hug Donghyuck back and never let him go.

He quickly drived the thought away and tried to concentrate on what he was going to do that day; he will have a nice and long shower, then he will shoo Donghyuck out of his room, and finally grab a bite with Lucas and...

"Mark hyung!"

Mark turned his head towards the excited voice, but he instantly regretted it. There he was, Donghyuck, freshly out of the shower, smiling widely and adorable as always.

It was not his stunning bright smile that makes him feel weak, but it was Donghyuck being half naked. Mark immediately noticed the lean body, bony shoulders, and tanned skin.

Donghyuck is definitely skinnier than Mark had expected, not that he ever thought about him being naked, though, he clearly didn't.
Luckily for him, Donghyuck was wearing some briefs- oops, his briefs.

"Hyung! I took a shower. And I borrowed your shampoo too" he played with his hands, flushing.
Mark stood up but stayed right where he was.

"I don't mind...but, Why- why are you wearing my-" Mark's eyes dropt exactly there and a heated blush creeped on his cheeks, reaching his ears too.

"These?" Donghyuck lowered his gaze and looked at the only piece of clothing he was wearing.
"I forgot to take some with me yesterday. Doyoung ones are big and well... w-well. Well"

"Donghyuck, you could have asked me first"

"I'm so sorry, hyung. I'll bring them back to you squeaky clean!"

"O-okay. Are you done with the bathroom? Can I go now?"

"Yes, yes! You can go" Donghyuck exclaimed, rushing to Doyoung's bed, at where his backpack was.

Mark wanted to roll his eyes, but looked at the younger boy's perfect body instead, that cute little butt, long legs, flat stomach and pinkish nipples.

When he walked past Donghyuck, he felt a strong trail of vanilla scent, which is his shampoo's flavour.

'How the hell did he know what my shampoo looks like?' Mark thought, astonished.

"Hyung..." Donghyuck whispered, blushing, "You can go now, what are you waiting for"

Mark woke from his brief trance. His eyes were glued to Donghyuck's nice body and felt his heart racing. Stupid, stupid Mark. You're twenty, not sixteen.

He reached his wardrobe, squated down and opened the drawer where he keeps his underwear.

"Fuck, no" he blurted out, frustrated.

"What's wrong, hyung?"

"You took my last pair of boxers, that's what's wrong!" he opened a few more drawers and rummaged through them, not finding anything useful.

Donghyuck blinked, confused. He put his sweatshirt and shorts on and stood where he was, motionless, not knowing exactly what to do.

"I forgot pick up the stuff from the laundry, again" Mark muttered to himself.

"Donghyuck, could you do that for me?"

"What?"

"Can you please pick up my and Doyoung hyung's stuff from the laundry? This dorm is like your second home anyway, you know where it is"

"Do I have to?"

Mark nodded.

"Why?"

"Because, first, it's your fault. Second, you're already dressed and I'm not"

"But my hair is still wet" Donghyuck replied.

"I have to take a shower and it's late as fuck. Hurry up!"

"B-but..."

"Donghyuck. Go. And when you come back, leave the stuff in front of the bathroom door"

"Hyung..."

"Go"

Donghyuck sighed and quickly rubbed his hair with the towel he dropt on the bed a couple of minutes ago.

"Fine. I'm doing this just because it's you" Donghyuck added, blushing furiously.