11. It's a secret

Morning's sunlight filters through the half open blinds of the room, a feeling of warmth casted over Marks face as the light assaults his eyes.
He stretches, turning over and peeling open his eyes, trying to sit up in the middle of his daze.
He's about to move off of the bed when he registers his damp clothes clinging to him. For a split second he's confused, still stuck in his half asleep state. His mind doesn't exactly co-operate with him in the mornings after all, but then he glances back out of the window and notices how the floors are still discoloured from last nights rain and it hits him so hard that he actually gasps.

Oh my god.
Last night I confessed to Jinyoung!

He rakes a hand through his hair, heart suddenly in his throat and stomach a mess because shit, how did I forget that?

And how the fuck did I forget that he accepted me?

He stands, mind whirring as a manic smile takes over his face.He said he likes me too.

We kissed.

Oh fuck, we kissed!

He mentally curses himself at acting like a twelve year old with his first crush as he fights the urge to jump up and down or launch into some spontaeneous claps or something and lets out a sigh, unable to keep the smile from his face.
We're dating.

He shakes his head, trying to wrap it around the idea of him actually comitting to someone and becoming theirs. If you asked anyone in his school as to whether or not they'd ever think of Mark Tuan as boyfriend material then they'd pretty much laugh in your face. He was just not considered the type to like someone.
But that was before Jinyoung.
He grins at the stupid overwhelming desire to suddenly be with the younger, to hold his hand and just sit with him doing nothing because he's certainly never felt this before, and he actually thinks he could get used to it.

Last night after they'd finally stopped kissing Jinyoung had dragged them back inside, complaining that they'd get colds if they stayed out much longer.
Jinyoung had decided to go back to his room after recieving a text from Jaebum telling him that if he didn't get back to their room in ten minutes he'd have sex with the guy he brought back in the youngers bed.
Jinyoung had sprinted off pretty quick after reading that, though not before he'd pulled Mark in and kissed him one last time, calling a quick goodbye with a shy smile on his face as Mark watched half amused and half mesmerised.

It's Saturday today, Coach want's us at practice at eleven.
He glances at his clock, registering that it's ten fifteen now and sighs, moving to grab his shower stuff as he throws a cushion in Jacksons direction before looking up at him when he get's no reply.

He snorts when he catches sight of his still practically knocked out roomate. Jackson's half hanging off of the bed,snoring loud enough to make Mark grimace. He isn't wearing a shirt and his snapback is missing too.
Mark rolls his eyes, deciding that he doesn't want to be in the same room as his friend when he finds that out, Jackson forms unhealthy attachments to his snapbacks.

He feel's a little weazy, a slight headache making him frown as he grabs his towel and pads down to the shower room at the end of the corridor.
Theres noone in the shower rooms and he's not really surprised, guessing that most of the year group is still in bed trying to get over their own hangovers. He wonders if Jinyoung has showered yet, if he's up and ready because face it, the boy is a total early bird.
He showers quickly, revelling in the feeling of warm water running down his back before he steps out and dry's himself off, eager to get changed and make attempt number two at waking Jackson.

Most of the hallway doors are open as he heads back to his room, towel wrapped round his waist.Theres the usual morning bustle, guy's yelling back and forth from their rooms, chasing or hitting eachother with towels. Saturdays are usually more quiet, but most are busy today, with either the Science exam re-sit for those who didn't pass,(which was pretty much over half of their year) or basketball practice or detentions. There are a few lucky ones who get to sleep in, having no prior committments and for a second Mark envies them, until he remembers he get's to see Jinyoung soon anyway.

'Mark!" A voice yells as he passes one of the rooms, which turns out to be Hoseok and Yoongi's.
He raises his brows as Hoseok shouts his name way to loud considering that most of the boy's on this floor are currently nursing hangovers. He hears a few groans from surrounding rooms and grins.
'What's up?' He asks, not wanting to loiter too long. Standing in a corridor full of other boy's isn't a safe thing to do when you're only wearing a towel around your waist. He's had his towel ripped from his body way too many times to count - mostly by Jackson.

'Not much, just trying to wake up Yoongi hyung. He's got a detention schedualled for ten forty five, but he isn't budging.' Hoseok sighs, glaring at the elder beneath him. Yoongi kind of looks like a sloth, passed out and light snores making Hoseok wrinkle his nose.

'Yeah I've already tried Jackson.He looks pretty dead though.' Mark replies, trying not to laugh at the way Hoseok jabs at the boy beneath him.

Hoseok chuckles, shaking his head as he continues to prod Yoongi hard with a coat hanger.'He better be up in five, today's practice is important.'

'I'll try my best.' Mark grins, throwing him one last wave before continuing on his walk just as Yoongi wakes with a scowl threatening enough to elicit a whimper from Hoseok and make him drop his hanger.

By the time he reaches his room he's already passed Namjoon's room too, noting how dead the elder looks as he waved at him whilst grabbing his own shower stuff and nearly walking into his door frame as he left. Mark watches him make his way down the hallway with a look of amusement on his face as the elder walks into several people and steps on one guy's foot, nearly getting punched in the jaw for his clumsiness.

He hurriedly changes into his training gear and throws his towel in the laundry bin before he stands infront of Jackson, hands on hips as he wonders how on earth he's going to wake the other up.

'Yo, dude.Up,we've got practice man.' Mark throws another cushion at him, hoping it'll help but nope.

Nothing.
Zilch.

He sighs, calling Jackson's name again. Their door is still open and a few guy's yell words of encouragement at Mark as they pass, Mark replying with a groan as he begins to shove Jackson hard.

'Wake up you short assed idiot.' He whines, tugging on his arm. He glances briefly at the clock and blanches, 10:43am- Great, less than twenty minutes to get him up and ready for the practice.

'Jackson!" He growls, wondering how on earth the other is sleeping through it all. He's on his side, snoring louder than ever as he drools onto his arm.
Gross.
He sighs, trying to think of a way to get his friend up and moving before they're both late.

Eventually, the one person he's been looking forward to seeing finds him having resulted to Hoseok's method of waking someone, i.e prodding Jackson with a large clothing hanger as he stands over him, annoyed expression on his face.

He hears a snicker, looking up to see Jinyoung leaning against the door casually in his training gear. He nearly drops the hanger completely, heart rate picking up as an uncontrollable grin reaches his face.

'Hi.' He murmurs, momentarily stopping his attempts to wake his best friend up.

Jinyoung stares back, eyes crinkling and face lighting up as he smiles back.'Hi.'

For a moment they remain looking at eachother, soft expressions on their faces until Hoseok appears, practically bounding into the room and shocking them both out of their moment.

'What are you two doing?" He asks, and Mark just shakes his head, stuttering as he points at Jackson. Jinyoung smirks and Mark rolls his eyes.So he's still teasing? Two can play at that game.
In a way he's happy that Jinyoung is still acting the same, having grown used to them teasing eachother. He's happy that the'll still be able to do that, it's just that they get to do so much more now too.

'He's still not awake?" Hoseok asks, pouting as he attempts to prod Jackson awake himself.

Mark shakes his head, annoyance on his face.'He isn't budging man.'

'I have an idea.' Hoseok grins, grabbing the glass of water off of Jackson's side table.Mark's eyes widen and he steps back.

'He is going to kill you.'

But that doesn't stop a grin widening on either his or Jinyoung's faces as Hoseok tips the water straight onto Jackson's face.

The three boy's practically leap onto Mark's bed as Jackson leaps up, groaning with wide, angry eyes and raised fists.

'What the fuck!" He yells, head whipping around to see Hoseok practically clinging to Jinyoung and Jinyoung's hand gripping Mark's arm like a frightened child.
He looks confused for a moment, water running down his face and chest as he stands there in just a pair of tighty whities and one sock, and suddenly Mark can't hold back his laughter any longer.

Jinyoung and Hoseok soon follow suit, laughter so loud that it draws the attention of some of the other boy's down the hall. It even rouses Jaebum from his sleep as his head peers round the door along with the others, a smile taking over his face as he claps his hands together .

'Perfect.' Hoseok grins, and remarkably doesn't even flinch when Jackson throws his shoe at him.

'Dude, hurry and get ready, practice in fifteen.' Mark calls, hopping down from the bed and throwing a snapback onto his head. Jackson just pouts, whining as he grabs his towel.

'I hate you all, you know that right?'

'No you don't.' Jinyoung says, ruffling the other boy's hair.'You love us.'

Jackson continues to pout, but flashes Jinyoung a small smile eventually as he pushes through the other boy's gathering by their door, glaring at Jaebum when he laughs again.

'I knew that would work.' Hoseok sighs, cracking his knuckles contentedly.'Now, what happened to you two last night?'

Oh god.

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Basketball practice is pretty rough, mostly because the majority of the team are still nursing headaches and queasy stomachs. At one point Namjoon looks like he's going to cry when he forgets to raise his arms to catch the ball and it hits him on the head instead.
'It feels like im in an earthquake.' Mark hears him saying as he passes, chuckling when Hoseok has to practically drag him off of the court, much to Coaches dismay.

'You need to stop having parties underground the day before a practice, do it the day before normal classes atlease.' Coach sighs, shaking his head as he scrawls something down on his clipboard.'Someone get Kim a sick bucket, please.'

Jackson's brows raise so high they practically dissappear off of his forehead.'Coach? You know about underground?" He sounds positively scandalised.

Coach rolls his eyes, a small knowing smirk on his face.'Are you forgetting I was a student here twenty years ago? I'll let you off for once, but any of you turn up hungover to a practice again and I'll have your asses.'
He points to the whole of the team, earning several looks of both fear and mild distaste or snickering from the boys.

Coach sighs, shaking his head as he frowns.'And not like that Jung Hoseok, do you want to be backhanded?'

Hoseok stops snickering immediately, shaking his head.

'Park! Tuan! Since the two of you seem least effected by last nights gallavanting you'll lead the practice. Both of you on one team, Jackson, you and Hoseok will lead the other team.Split into two groups now!' Coach barks, before he's wandering off to summon the sicknurse for Namjoon who's half passed out on the benches.

'Ready to go hyung?" Jinyoung asks, practically bouncing up to him as he shrugs a red vest on. Jackson's currently tugging a blue one on, attempting to help dress some of his less capable hungover team members.

Mark raises his brows at the younger, 'Aren't I always?'

Jinyoung grins,'Maybe, but you're still looking a little tired.'

Mark rolls his eyes, prodding Jinyoung in the chest.'Well so are you.'

Jinyoung takes a step forward, so their chests are nearly touching.Mark can feel his heart thrumming in his chest,but ignores it.
'And who's fault is that, hyung?'

Mark smiles, 'I didn't hear you complaining Jinyoung-ie.'

Jinyoung's cheeks are tinted a light pink, his eyes drifting momentarily to Marks lips.'Well, I guess I didn't have much to complain about after all.'

Marks so close that he can feel Jinyoung's warm breath fanning out over his face. His smile turns more soft, eyes gentle.'Well I'm glad then.' He murmurs,voice velvety 'Wouldn't want to be having couple fights already.'

Jinyoung's breath hitches and he bites his bottom lip, eyes bright.'So we're definitely a couple then?'

Mark's eyes widen, 'Of course.I-I mean, if you want.I thought we were...' He looks down at his feet, the unusual feeling of shyness rushing over him.

Before he gets the chance to say anything Jinyoung's pinky finger is wrapping around his own, tugging. He looks up and Jinyoung's smiling.

'Yeah, I'd like that alot.'

Relief washes over him and he stands there, smiling at Jinyoung like an idiot.He flicks him a teasing smile, throwing him one last wink before he's pulling away.
'Good, because you're mine Jinyoung-ie.'

Jinyoung rolls his eyes but Mark doesn't miss the blush colouring his cheeks as they break apart, getting into positions for the game.
He also doesn't miss the confused look Jackson sends him, choosing to ignore it in favour for keeping his eyes on the ball.

'So, what happened to you two last night? Namjoon told me he saw you run past looking pretty pissed, dragging Jinyoung with you.' Jackson says, brows raised as he zero's in on the two boy's, who are currently collapsed on the bench after such a long practice.
Jinyoung's eyes widen and Mark chokes on his water.
Shit.
They'd gotten out of answering Hoseok earlier when they'd been back in Marks room as Namjoon had interrupted, but now in the open of the basketball court, with Jacksons staring down at him theres nowhere to run and no distractions.

'Nothing happened idiot.' Mark murmurs, voice weaker than he want's it to be.Him and Jinyoung haven't had much time to talk about themselves, but he's sure he and Jinyoung are on the same page when it comes to telling their friends, and that page would be them not telling them, at all yet.
Yet.
They're both new to this, Mark never having had a boyfriend, and he doubts Jinyoung has either considering how innocent he is. He barely knows how to do this kinda stuff himself, and he doesn't want to ruin everything by spreading it round the school.
Also, a part of him is scared, scared of changing his whole image within the school. Though he knows he can do it for Jinyoung, he just want's a little time.
He's not ready yet, and he knows Jinyoung feels the same when the boy speaks up himself.

'Nothing happened, just some creep tried hitting on me and Mark helped me out.Thats it.' Jinyoung's voice is careful, yet casual.

Jackson narrows his eyes, suspicious.'Are you sur-'

'Speaking of last night.' Jinyoung interrupts, sitting up and staring at Jackson.'What happened with you and Bam Bam?"

Jackson's completely thrown by the question, along with Mark who'd completely forgotten about Jackson dragging the younger boy off last night. He side eyes Jinyoung, a strange sense of pride surging through him because his boyfriend is brilliant at distractions, that's for sure.
Boyfriend.
He coughs, hoping Jinyoung and Jackson don't see him smiling to himself like an idiot.

Jackson on the other hand, looks ready to bolt for the door.
'I..we-we didn't,um.' He stammers, scratching at the back of his neck.

Jinyoung chuckles, 'Are you blushing?'

'No!" Jackson yells, fanning at his face.

Mark laughs, 'What really did happen?'

'We ..we just talked.' Jackson mumbles, looking at his feet.

'About?' Jinyoung asks.

'Stuff.'

'Oh my god, are you twelve? What stuff?' Mark sighs, and Jackson whines.

'I'll tell you later ok? At dinner...Bam would wanna be there anyway-'

'Oooooo.' Jinyoung and Mark both chorus, much to their friends embarrassment.

Jackson whines again, running a hand through his hair before he calls them idiots and runs of, shouting that he needs to shower.
He fails to notice that Mark and Jinyoung's fingers are interlocked beneath the bench the whole time.

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'You two?"

'Yes.'

'You two are dating?' Jaebum's voice is shrill, eyes wide.

'Yes hyung.'

'But, you two-'

'Yes hyung!" Bam Bam interrupts, rolling his eyes as he looks at Jaebum.'We are.We are dating.'

Jinyoung snickers at the way Jaebum's eyes flicker to Jackson's pink cheeks, and his and Bam Bam's linked hands on the tabletop.
Finally he looks at Jinyoung and Mark, still incredulous.'Did you two know?"

Mark laughs.'I didn't..not really.'

'I knew.' Jinyoung grins, and Jaebum sighs.

'When the hell did this happen.'

'Last night.' Bam Bam grins, eyes bright.'Jackson hyung finally saw sense-'

'Hey.' Jackson pouts,poking Bam Bam hard.'You're the one who's been crushing on my like a school kid for ages-'

'Hyung, you like me too!'

'Yeah but-"

'Oh my god.You're together now and you're still arguing?" Jinyoung asks, and Mark laughs, shaking his head.

'It'll never end I'm afraid.We are doomed.'

Jinyoung just sighs.

'What about Taekwoon senior then?' Jaebum asks, and Jackson shrugs.

'I mean, I spoke to him this morning.He was ok with it.I think- what we felt for eachother, it wasn't love.'Jackson scratches the back of his neck with his free hand and Bam Bam looks at him, eyes soft.

'And this?' Jaebum asks, motioning between the other two.

Jackson grins, eyes bright as he glances at Bam Bam.'This?' He asks, voice turning soft.'Isn't it too early to say?'

Bam Bam whines and smacks his arm and Jackson laughs loudly, prodding him in the cheek.

'It is early, but...that doesn't matter.' He smiles,'It's a whole lot more than just ''like''.'

'Eeew, gross.' Theres a chorus of shouts from Jinyoung and Jaebum, and Mark wrinkles his nose in disgust as Bam Bam grins up at Jackson, cheeks dusted pink.

When did Jackson become such a sap?

He feels fingers link with his underneath the table and looks to his side, eyes wide. Jinyoung doesn't look at him but he knows that the soft smile on his face is just for him anyway.

Ah, he thinks, squeezing Jinyoung's hand tight. Maybe I'm not so different to Jackson after all.

12. Date?

'Mark- wake up.'

'Mark.'

'Hyuuuuuuung.'

Mark frowns in annoyance, eyes still closed as he begins to drift out of sleep. He wrinkles his nose as someones breath fans across his cheek, trying to move his head away so he can continue his nap.

'Hyung if you don't wake up you're going to get into trouble.' A soft, familiar voice whispers by his ear, and Mark groans under his breath, trying to hook an arm over his eyes.
I'm just trying to sleep, let me sleep damnit.

He hears a drawn out breath above him and the soft voice say 'Fine.'
He sighs in contentment himself, finally thinking he's been left alone, and settles down again, beginning to drift off back to sleep.
Finall-

'Woa!" He nearly leaps out of his seat, eyes wide and heart racing. He's half asleep still, almost falling out of his chair completely as Jinyoung snickers next to him.

He pouts, rubbing at the ear Jinyoung had blown against and attempts to right himself, suddenly remembering that he's not actually in bed, he's sitting in English class between Jinyoung and Namjoon, and after his earlier outburst some of his classmates are staring at him either amused or confused.
Shit.
He sighs, laying his forehead on the table and peeking at Jinyoung from the corner of his eye.

'Why.' He groans under his breath, and Jinyoung covers his mouth to hide his laughter.

'You were about to get caught silly.Are you that old that you fall asleep in class?'

Mark rolls his eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them and shooting Jinyoung a playful glare.'I'll get you back.' He whispers, careful to keep his voice down so their teacher won't hear.

'We'll see hyung, I never leave myself unguarded.'

Mark smirks, eyes finding Jinyoung's and locking on as he bites down on his bottom lip. Jinyoung's eyes flicker to his lips for a moment and Mark tries to fight off a laugh when the younger boy gulps, almost transfixed.
'I have my ways Jinyoung-ie.' He murmurs, voice low and Jinyoung sighs, forcing himself to look away and re-direct his attention to the class.
'Damnit.'

Mark just grins, shrugging when Namjoon looks at him, confused.
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'Youngjae hyung!" Bam Bam's squeal is loud enough to have Mark wishing he'd covered his ears, and he looks up from the his phone in annoyance, jabbing the younger in the ribs.

'Ow!' He whines, glaring back at the red head whilst rubbing his side.

'You're so loud.' Mark replies, and Bam Bam just rolls his eyes, returning his attention back to the approaching boys.

'I thought I'd bring him over to eat with us.' Jinyoung grins, prodding Youngjae from behind. The other boy stumbles a little, looking sheepish and awkward as Jinyoung manouvers him into the seat next to Jaebum.

Mark doesn't miss the way Jaebum and Youngjae glance at eachother, the younger turning away with pink cheeks. The red head chuckles, eyes moving back to Jinyoung as the other takes a seat across from him next to Jackson.
Jinyoung shoots him a grin, eyes sparkling and Mark smiles back, wishing he wasn't currently sandwiched between Bam Bam and the wall.

'Hey!' Jackson grins at Youngjae, voice light.'How's it going man?'

They start up a conversation, which basically includes Jackson trying his best to make Youngjae a nervous wreck as usual, and Bam Bam treating said nervous wreck like a brand new toy and attempting to lay all over him and hug his arm until Jackson gets jealous enough to grab Bam Bam's hand and drag him off for 'Private time.'

Jinyoung and Jaebum laugh, watching them as they go and Mark just shakes his head, hoping they won't get up to anything too 'private' in his and Jackson's room because he won't hesitate to burn Jackson's snapback collection if they do.

'Hey, you're in Professor Joh's vocal classes right?' Jaebum suddenly asks Youngjae, turning his whole body to look at him.

Youngjae's eyes widen for a second, stuttering as he attempts to answer.'Uh, y-yes.'

'Cool, I'm thinking about joining, is the homework hard?"

Youngjae's skin is flushed by this point, the poor boy looking ready to pass out because Jaebum hyung is actually talking to him, and Mark shoots Jinyoung a look from across the table, small smile on his face.
Jinyoung grins back, leaning against his hand and watching the other two converse.
Jackson and Mark aren't the only popular guy's of the boarding school, though Jaebum's popularity hails from a completely different reason. He's well liked mostly by the younger years, people looking up to him for his hardwork and good results.
Though it probably helps that they all think he's some greek god or something.

Youngjae's no exception. Mark thinks, smirk making it's way onto his face.

'N-no.We don't really get much homework hyung..' Youngjae manages to get out, voice almost a squeak.

Then it happens, Jaebum flashes his well known killer smile at the poor boy and Youngjae's practically a puddle on the floor.

Jinyoung snorts a laugh, pretending to be choking on something when Youngjae and Jaebum snap out of their conversation long enough to look at him in confusion, and Mark has to bite down on his lip to stop himself from laughing at the whole situation.
What is this? A shoujo manga? Are flowers floating around Jaebum's face now?

He stands, signalling for Jinyoung to follow him as he goes and turns to Jaebum to make an excuse.
"We've gotta practice for the game, see you for dinner though dude.' He pats Jaebum's back and the elder nods, saying goodbye to Jinyoung then turning his attention immediately back to Youngjae, who's currently looking at Jinyoung with wide, terrified eyes that say don't leave me hyung.

Jinyoung chuckles, ruffling Youngjae's hair.'See you later.'
Then he's grabbing the sleeve of Marks arm and dragging him off and out of the dining hall and towards the gardens outside.

Mark grins when they're free, the two of them heading straight for the water fountain where they've been spending pretty much all of their time since confessing to eachother.
They're lucky, not many students choosing to hang around this area so more often than not they can hold hands, maybe even sneak in a kiss or two if they're careful.

'So...' Jinyoung murmurs, fingers finding Mark's hair and sliding through as the elder places his head in his lap. 'Jaebum and Youngjae huh?'

Mark chuckles, closing his eyes as he lets Jinyoung continue to run his fingers through his hair. Part of him is worried that someone will see them, but the other part of him doesn't actually care all that much.
It feels too nice to let go.

'Yeah, I had no idea.You think something could happen?'

Jinyoung hums,voice light as he speaks.'Maybe, I mean, it's pretty easy to tell Youngjae's a fanboy.I've never seen someone blush so hard just because their hyung looked their way.'

'Hmmm, I have.'

'Oh really?' Jinyoung asks, and Mark grins.

'Yep.You.'

Jinyoung scoffs, and Mark opens his eyes just in time to see Jinyoung rolling his own.'Yeah of course.'

'You totally did!'

'Hyung, whenever I looked at you you'd either blush or run away.' Jinyoung replies, a smirk on his face.

Mark pouts, jabbing his finger into Jinyoung's side and making the other squeak in surprise.'Did not.'

'Did too.'

'Did not.'

'Did too.'

'Did no-' He's silenced as Jinyoung's lips find his, the younger boy bending down enough to kiss him tentativily. Mark sighs against his lips, surrendering to the warmth in his chest and the butterflies in his stomach that he gets whenever Jinyoung touches him.

Jinyoung finally pulls away, Mark trying to follow him to continue the kiss, and laughs, eyes crinkling adorably.
'Don't argue with me hyung, we all know how hard you fell for me.'

Mark laughs, shaking his head as he lets it fall back into Jinyoung's lap.He can feel a blush colouring his cheeks, and judging by Jinyoung's smirk he knows the other can see it too, so he lets it go because it's true.
I fell for him hard.

'You fell for me too.' He says eventually, voice soft and eyes gentle as he trails the back of his hand along Jinyoung's cheek.The younger relaxes upon the skin on skin contact and looks at Mark, eyes warm.

'Yeah.I did.'

They look at eachother for a moment, forgetting everything around them and Marks sure that he's never felt this close to someone in all of his years. It's amazing, the feeling of being so linked.
Even though it's only the evening, he can see stars in Jinyoung's eyes.

'Will you go on a date with me?' He finds himself asking, voice soft and eyes bright.

Jinyoung freezes for a moment, eyes wide and stutters, 'W-what?'

Mark feels a blush creeping up his skin again and sits up, Jinyoung's hand dropping from his hair as he faces the boy and looks at him, heart racing in his chest. He's never done this before, asked someone out on a date.
What if Jinyoung says no?
Don't be stupid, he's your boyfriend idiot.

'U-um. I mean, would you like to go on a date with me?" Mark stumbles over his words, nerves creeping up as Jinyoung stares back at him, shocked.

'I never thought I'd hear Mark Tuan say that.' Jinyoung replies, and Mark rolls his eyes.

'But yes.' Jinyoung continues, a wide smile breaking out onto his face.'Yes I'll go on a date with you hyung.'

A wave of relief washes over Mark, the red head grinning as he twines his fingers with Jinyoungs.
Thankgod for that.

'I can apply for a pass into town for tomorrow night if you want.We could see a movie?"

Jinyoung nods, shy smile taking over his face as he looks down at his and Marks hands.'Sounds perfect.'

Perfect.Mark thinks, heart racing in his chest as Jinyoung's hand tightens around his.It's only perfect if I'm with you.

They head back to the building, fingers still linked as theirs noone around yet. It's only when they get by the door and hear voices that sound suspiciously like Jackson and Bam Bam's that he lets go, placing a kiss to Jinyoung's cheek before he does.
'I have to head to the gym, but I'll see you later ok?' He tells Jinyoung, who nods, a warm smile on his face as they split ways. He watches Mark speed off, the red head nearly crashing into Professor Lu as he goes and the younger chuckles, shaking his head before turning and making his way to his last class of the day.
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The next night Mark stands infront of the full legnth mirror attached to his wardrobe, eyes raking over his outfit and his hair, still not happy with his appearance.
He rifles through his wardrobe again, pulling out a loose black denim jacket to throw over his oversized white v-neck shirt and tight black jeans and looks back in the mirror, running a hand through his fringe to leave his hair looking tousled yet well kept.
He pulls on a white pair of trainers and adds a loose necklace, followed by a black and white snapback that he wears backwards.

Is this ok for a movie date?
I mean..movies are casual right?

I wonder what Jinyoung's wearing.

He sighs, deciding to leave his outfit as he is before grabbing his room key. The movie starts at eight pm, giving him and Jinyoung an hour to reach the cinema.He'd managed to get the pass pretty easily from Professor Kim, who'd raised an amused eyebrow at him when he told him who the passes were for.

-'I was waiting for this.' The elder man said, removing his glasses.

'For what?" Mark asks, confused.

'I've seen the way you and Jinyoung act around eachother.' He chuckles, 'Just be careful.We've done checks around the area to make sure Jinyoung's safe, but don't take any chances Mark. Remember not to draw attention to yourselves.'

Mark sighs, embarrassed that Professor Kim knows about him and Jinyoung but worried about his boyfriends safety at the same time.
'I'll look after him sir.' He finally says, standing and taking the passes.'I'll call you and update you.'

Professor Kim just nods, a grin on his face as he watches Mark leave.-

Even now Marks worried as he leaves his and Jacksons room, heading down to Jinyoung's dorm. He knows that his boyfriend is in danger, is it really safe to take him out?
He bites his lip, shaking his head.Whatever happens, I'll protect him.

He wonders if Jinyoung will ever get his memories back, he's only remembered a couple of details after all. Though Professor Kims said it could take more time, or that Jinyoung could easily have his memories jogged by anything, words, objects. He could remember everything within the blink of an eye, something Mark knows that the younger is terrified of.
Because once he remembers, what then? What happens to him? His family?
Aslong as he's safe that's all that matters.

The halls are mostly empty as he makes his way to Jinyoungs room, only a few doors open and students milling about. He'd luckily been spared from Jackson's suspicions and questions earlier as the other had made excuses of a 'movie night' in Bam Bam's room.
Jaebum isn't a problem either, he'd said at dinner that he was going to visit Youngjae to observe his after school vocal class, leaving Jinyoung to exchange knowing looks with Mark.

So when he takes a deep breath and knocks on Jinyoung's door, he isn't so scared anymore. Nervous though? Yeah, he's nervous as hell.

But then Jinyoung opens the door and smiles, and all of his nerves dissappear.

'Wow.' He murmurs taking in Jinyoung and grinning like a child.'You look good.'

Jinyoung chuckles, shrugging a black leather jacket on over his low scoop necked black shirt that exposes way too much of his collarbone.
'So do you.' He grins.'Should we go?"

'Y-yeah.' Mark murmurs, pretending that he totally isn't checking out Jinyoung's thighs and ass in those tight white jeans as he follows him from behind.

They get the bus there, Jinyoung chattering about the day and Mark listening, both of them laughing at eachothers stupid jokes and Jinyoung leaning his head on Marks shoulder.
Mark grins when Jinyoung's hand links with his own. I could get used to this.

When they get off the bus they realise they're running a little late, and Mark takes the initiative to take Jinyoung's hand again and break into a run, dragging his boyfriend behind him as the sky darkens above.
Jinyoung laughs loudly, trying to keep up as they nearly crash into other people. A few elderly women smile at them as they pass, and Jinyoung uses his free hand to wave, making Mark burst out into laughter because Jinyoung's just so polite.

By the time they make it to the cinema both of them are sweating a little and out of breath, but they're still laughing,uncontrollable smiles on their faces as Mark pays for the tickets and buys Jinyoung a muffin and a soda, getting a drink for himself too.
Jinyoung trails along behind him happily, shoving a piece of chocolate muffin into the red head's mouth when he's least expecting it.
Mark rolls his eyes but chuckles anyway, swallowing the chocolate as he leads Jinyoung towards the back seats.

As they settle in Jinyoung leans against him, looping an arm around Marks and resting his cheeks on his shoulder.
Mark feels a smile settle on his face and looks down at his boyfriend, using his free hand to brush a strand of Jinyoung's fringe from his eyes.
Jinyoung smiles up at him and Marks heart clenches in his chest.
He's so cute.

The movie begins to play eventually, a horror/thriller that doesn't really effect Mark. Jinyoung on the other hand,jumps a few times, latching onto Mark in response and well - Mark can't really complain can he?
A particularly scary bit has Jinyoung practically crawling into Marks lap, arms around his neck and legs swung over the elders thighs. Mark snickers when Jinyoung hides his face in his neck, using a hand to stroke the back of Jinyoung's hair as he tries not to laugh too loudly. There aren't many people in the cinema, and luckily they're the only ones at the back so Mark isn't too worried.

'Hey.'He whispers against Jinyoung's ear.'It's ok.'

'Jinyoung-ie?"

Jinyoung whimpers in response and Mark chuckles, patting the boy's back.He's a little too aware of Jinyoung practically straddling him now, and he has to bite his lip to keep from thinking dirty thoughts.

Jinyoung pulls away eventually, face impossibly close to Marks as he stares down at him, eyes wide and cheeks dark. Mark knows he's blushing but he can't see the usual pink.
Theres a charged moment between them, something in the air as Jinyoung's eyes move to Marks lips and the red head sighs, melting at the feeling of Jinyoung so close to him.
Fuck it. He thinks, before he's pulling Jinyoung down for a kiss.

Jinyoung's fast to recuperate, breath hot against Mark's mouth as his lips slide over his. Mark runs his tongue along the seam of his boyfriends lips, slipping inside when Jinyoung's lips part with a sigh.
The younger seem's shocked at the sudden feeling of Marks tongue exploring his mouth, but eventually relaxes into it, hands threading through Marks hair as his tongue moves to meet the red heads.

Mark moans softly, electricity jolting through his body and his heart thrumming as he grips Jinyoung's waist, fingers dipping under his shirt and running across the boy's bare skin.
Jinyoung keens at that, pressing closer and tugging at Marks bottom lip with his teeth.
Shit Jinyoung.
He stops himself from bucking his hips up, ignoring the growing arousal pooling in his stomach as he moves from Jinyoung's lips to trail kisses along his jaw. Jinyoung whimpers, letting his head fall back a little to expose his pale, unmarked neck to Mark.
The elder sucks against the skin, the heat overtaking him as he runs his tongue along the marks to soothe them. He's not quite sure what's gotten into him, him or Jinyoung because both of them are suddenly ravenous for eachother, Jinyoung's palms braced on Marks chest as he dips to place kisses beside the red head's ear.

'I think I like this better than the movie.' Jinyoung pants against his ear, breath hot and lips soft. Mark groans softly in response, placing kisses to the others jaw before pulling him back to kiss his lips.

'You really do look good tonight Jinyoung-ie.' He breathes against the youngers lips, hands splayed out on the bare skin of his hips.
'You look so hot.'

Jinyoung sighs against his lips, kisses urgent as he presses into him and Mark smiles against the kiss because this is just so so perfect.

'Just kiss me idiot.' Jinyoung murmurs, voice low and Mark complies because Jinyoung couldn't stop him if he tried.
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They leave the cinema with hands linked and messy hair. Mark doesn't mind though, and neither does Jinyoung. They stand in the lobby for a bit, deciding whether or not to get a cab as it's now ten pm and pretty dark outside.

'I'm fine with a bus.' Jinyoung says, running a hand through his hair and Mark frowns.

'I don't know, a cab would be safer.'

'You can't always trust a cab driver though.' Jinyoung says, eyes moving around the room. Mark remembers that Jinyoung's been trained to be constantly alert, constantly wary of attack, and bites his lip, deciding to go with public transport instead.He knows best.

'Ok We'll jus-' He begins to speak, but he's cut off as Jinyoung's hand grips his arm, eyes wide and Jaw slack.

'Jinyoung? What's wron-'

Jinyoung shakes his head, voice low as he tries to speak, 'Theres a member of CTW here.'

Mark's eyes widen and he sucks in a breath. Shit.
'CTW? The company that supposedly tried to kill you?"

Jinyoung nods slightly, eyes narrow as he pretends to look around the room already.
'I think he know's i've noticed.We need to run Mark, now.' His voice is urgent, alert.

Mark doesn't even have time to look around the room before Jinyoung's tugging him by his wrist and sprinting out of the building. He's moving fast, hand in Marks as they run down the street, feet pounding against pavement and lungs screaming.

Mark glances behind them, heart stopping when he see's a man on their tail, eyes narrow and emotionless .
Fuck no.
'He's behind us!' Mark shouts to Jinyoung, who swears and takes another turn, sprinting down an alley that smells suspiciously of unrine.They jump over the gate, Mark helping Jinyoung up then Jinyoung extending a hand to pull the redhead with him.

The make their way left, towards the main streets that'll hopefully be full of people. They're lucky, letting themselves become lost in the crowds as they make their way down the street.
'Come here.' Jinyoung breathes, eyes alert as he pulls Mark into the doorway of a small shop. Mark's confused, until seconds later the guy tailing them walks past, not even glancing their way.

Jinyoung lets out a huge breath, shaking his head as he leans back against the doorway.'Shit, that was close.'

Mark nods, pulling his phone from his pocket and dialling a number.
Please answer.

'Hello?'

Mark lets out a relieved breath and grips Jinyoung's hand tight in his own, an attempt at reassurance.

'Professor?' He asks, voice low.

'Are you ok Mark? Jinyoung is safe right?' Professor Kim's voice sounds worried, alert.

'He's ok, we were just tailed by a member of CTW though.We're hiding out in a small shop but we need to get home without being noticed.'

Professor Kim sucks in a breath and tells him to wait a second.
He comes back to the phone about a minute later, voice serious.'I've sent a car for you, what's the name of the shop?'

Mark tells him the details whilst Jinyoung continues to hold his hand, looking out of the window with large, worried eyes.

'Whatever you do Mark, don't let Jinyoung out of your sight, stick together and keep him safe. The car will be there soon.'

Mark nods and calls a quick yes before hanging up the phone and tugging Jinyoung to the back of the shop to wait it out. Hopefully the car get's here soon, until then, he's all Jinyoung has for protection.

13. Reveal

The ride back to the school feels longer than it is.
Mark sits close to Jinyoung, hand wrapped around the youngers. Every so often Jinyoung squeezes his hand and Mark squeezes back, taking note of his shaking hands as he rubs soothing circles into the skin.
He wants to pull Jinyoung in for a hug, tell him not to be scared, that he'll protect him. But he's not stupid enough to do it infront of the driver, Professor Kim's own PA Mr Lee.
The elder man had picked them up from the back exit of the store they'd been hiding in, Jinyoung asking the owner of the store to let them out that way instead of the front. They'd piled into the car pretty quickly, eager to get out of the area before they were seen again. Part of Mark was worried they were being tailed, constantly craning his neck to look behind them on the roads.
Luckily they're ok, but he can still see the worry etched onto Jinyoung's face as they clamber out of the car and make their way to Professor Kim's office where the elder man is waiting for them.

'Hey.' Mark whispers, voice low as he tugs on Jinyoung's hand. The corridors are empty, most kids in bed as the lights out time for all years is 10pm, and it's well past ten now.
The younger boy looks up, eyes wide and Mark leans down, places a soft kiss to his cheek.
Jinyoung looks up at him, shocked and he smiles, hand squeezing the others for a moment.

'It's going to be ok.I promise.'He murmurs, eyes locked on Jinyoung's and he watches as something clicks, as the fear behind Jinyoung's eyes and the tension in his shoulders dissapates, relaxing.

'Thankyou.' Jinyoung sighs, giving his hand a squeeze back.

Mr Lee leads them to Professor Kims office even though they know the way, it's the schools protocol though, all students having to have an adult member of staff escort when walking about the school after ten pm.Usually Mark would complain, way too used to being practically dragged back into school by teachers after causing another unneccesary disturbance with Jackson after hours.But just looking at Jinyoung is enough to stop him.
I've really changed, huh?
Oddly...I don't mind so much.

When they reach Professor Kim's office the elder man is already standing by the door, holding it open with furrowed brows and a frown on his face. His face relaxes when he sees them, ushering the two boy's in and thanking Mr Lee before the other man departs,closing the door behind him.
Marks hand slips out of Jinyoung's when their teacher looks at them, the two boy's nodding slightly at eachother before taking seats infront of the elder mans desk.

Mark's sure he see's Professor Kim roll his eyes, but decides to let it slide.

'Are you both ok? You weren't seen leaving?" He asks, taking a seat with a wary look on his face. Both Mark and Jinyoung shake their heads.

'We hid in that shop then they let us out the back entrance.' Jinyoung says, voice emotionless.'I don't think we were seen leaving, there were no cars tailing us.'

Professor Kim nods, looking a little more relaxed.'As long as you're both safe.' He sighs, 'I wasn't expecting any members of CTW to be at the cinema, how could they have known you'd be there?"

Jinyoung shakes his head.'They have their ways, believe me.My father educated me well on the workings of corrupt businesses.There are businesses that hire staff to steak out every area of the province or city, staff constantly watching nothing in hopes of finding something. Tonight was just their lucky night.'

Mark sucks in a breath, raking his hand through his hair.'I never knew they took this stuff so seriously..'

Professor Kim nods,'Big corporations don't mess around.If they wan't a job done, it gets done.That's why this is so dangerous.'

Jinyoung sighs, leaning back in his chair.'The thing is..there was something about that guy that was familiar.'

Professor Kim raises his brows, interest piqued.'Describe him to me.'

Jinyoung bites his lip, clasping his hands tightly together as he speaks.'Well he was in his thirties I'd say, short black cropped hair, a sharp long nose and facial hair around his upper lip. He also had a golden earing in the shape of a tooth through his ear and was dressed formally, completely wrong for the cinema.'

Their teacher nods, jotting the information down onto paper.'It's possible you could recognise him if he's worked for the company for a while.Your father took you to company parties I assume?"

Jinyoung nods, facial expression a little bitter.'Yeah, he took me to many.'

'You could have easily seen this guy at a CTW business party.Especially if they were already targeting you from that moment.'

Jeez.Mark bites down on his lip, worry tugging at his chest.This is getting serious, way too serious.

'What do we do now?" He asks, voice a little worried. Jinyoung looks at their teacher, face expectant.

'Well...'Professor Kim says, leaning forward in his chair.'I suggest keeping quiet about the events of tonight.Also, I'll be conducting some checks around the area in regards to looking for the guy,gathering information about him and the company.Actually, I'm working with a staff member from your fathers company...he's been a great help.'

Jinyoung's eyes widen, jaw dropping.'Wait, someone from my fathers company?Who?"

' I can't tell you who just ye-'

'What? Why not?!" Jinyoung clenches his fists, anger making his voice shake. Mark watches, a little shocked at his boyfriends outburst. He isn't exactly used to Jinyoung's anger, only seeing it a couple of times.

Professor Kim sighs, 'It's dangerous to reveal too much.All I will say, is that it's someone you trust, and that they'll be able to visit you soon but until then, you have to remain in the dark for most things. You know why.'

Jinyoung flops back into his chair, gaze stony.'Yeah.I know.Sorry.'

'What, I don't get it.' Mark says, looking between them.'Why does he have to remain in the dark about so much?I thought we were trying to get his memories back?"

Professor Kim looks at the redhead, face serious.'Well..maybe it's better Jinyoung explains.'

Jinyoung clenches and unclenches his jaw, finally turning to look at Mark.'It's for the safety of everyone involved really.A precaution, a measure taken to ensure the safety of everyone I know."

Mark furrows his brow, still confused.

'It's better I'm kept in the dark when it comes to progress being made, information gathered and such.Because if I were to be...taken, then the chances are that I'll be tortured for information. The less information I actually know the better, theres no chance of me revealing important information if I really don't know anything.'

Mark sits there, eyes wide and jaw slack because company's would really go this far?

'If I were to tell Jinyoung the name of the staff working on proving that the company involved was CTW, and he was kidnapped and tortured for answers then theres a chance he'll break, tell them what they need to know.If they find out then that means they could get to the other people before the police, kill them off so theres no chance of a reveal of the pepetrators.' Professor Kim finishes, voice serious and eyes stoney.'Jinyoung can't know, more for everyone elses safety.'

Mark shakes his head, anger rising because how can they treat Jinyoung this way? It's too much, really.

'And you're ok with that?' He asks Jinyoung,eyes wide.

Jinyoung flashes him a small smile,eyes attempting to reassure him.'It's how I've grown up, how I've been taught.'

Mark sighs, shaking his head and Professor Lee nods.

'I will tell you in due time Jinyoung, Just for now, keep quiet and keep vigilant. Mark, you too. Whoever it was that did chase you saw your face, which means going outside of the school for both of you is dangerous right now.'

Both Mark and Jinyoung just nod, standing to leave as their teacher gets up and moves to hold open the door.

'I'll call a meeting and get back to you to discuss the situation.' The elder man says, patting both of their backs as they leave, 'Keep down until then.'

As they make their way back to the dorms Mark sighs, bringing out his hand to wrap his hand around Jinyoung's. Thankfully Professor Kim had written them a note, excusing them from a staff escort back to dorms.

'It'll be ok.' He murmurs to the other boy, and Jinyoung chuckles,, fingers linking with Marks.

'Yeah.I know.'

'Hyung?" Jinyoung's voice calls again after a moment of silence and Mark turns, brows raised.

'What is it?"

'Sorry that I ruined the date...'

Mark shakes his head, a small chuckle ommitted from his mouth.'You didn't ruin it at all silly, I promise.'

'Really?' Jinyoung's voice is soft, a whisper.'I just thought..'

'It's fine, I promise, I had a lovely time.' He wants so badly to lean

Jinyoung nods eventually, a shy smile working it's way onto his face.'Me too.It was nice not to have to hide it.'

'Yeah.' Mark grins,'It was.'

He wonders if maybe they should reveal themselves to the others yet, if it's really ok to keep hiding it.Maybe it is time, Maybe Jinyoung doesn't want to hide anymore either.
The others would be happy too.
Jackson would never shutup about it, but he'd be happy anyway.
Somehow, Mark thinks that for once he could live with a bit of teasing from Jackson if it's for Jinyoung.

When they reach their hallway Mark walks Jinyoung to his room, careful to inspect for any of the other guy's hanging around.All of the doors except for a few at the end of the corridor are closed, the only two open being across from eachother, voices calling to one another each way. Marks sure it's Hakyeon and Namjoon communicating,and he thinks he hears Kevin's voice at one point.

Better make it quick, just in case.

He leans in, hand tugging Jinyoung towards him as he brings his lips to the other boy's. Jinyoung looks a little shocked, eyes darting towards the open doors at the end of the corridor, but then he's recuperating, sliding his free hand to round the back of Marks neck.
Mark smiles into the kiss, stroking the smooth pale skin of Jinyoung's cheek as he pulls away. Jinyoung looks up at him with half lidded eyes and Mark smirks, proud at himself for making the other look that way.

'See you tommorrow,have a good sleep.' He murmurs, taking a step back.'Goodnight Jinyoungie.'

Jinyoung grins, eyes crinkling together.'Goodnight Mark.' He murmurs, voice soft and the look in his eyes even softer.

When Mark gets into his room he's whistling, throwing his keys onto the nightstand and pulling his jacket off. He almost completely walks past Jackson, who's sitting on his bed staring at Mark with raised brows and a smug look on his face.

Mark nearly jumps out of his skin when Jackson coughs, and rolls his eyes, looking at his friend.'What are you doing here? I thought you were at Bams.'

'Oh, I was Markie boy.I just popped back for another blanket, turns out Bams a total hog.Even when I suggested him clinging to me for body warmth he just groaned and-'

'Dude, get to the point.' Mark grumbles, not wanting to hear about Bam Bam rejecting Jackson's offer of beneath the covers touching action.Honestly, he doesn't blame the younger boy, Jackson is extremely greasy.

Jackson pouts, but continues anyway.'Well, I got up here about fifteen minutes ago, and noticed you were gone.That confused me a little, as you're always here, like always.You're like a little red headed hermit.So I decided to wait a few minutes, see if maybe you'd gone to get something.But nope.And as I'm thinking about leaving Jaebum hyung walks past and guess what? Someone else is missing too...'

Mark tries hard not to look too out of his depth, swallowing and looking at Jackson with raised brows.'Whats your point?'

'So!' Jackson stands now, jabbing his finger at Mark as he comes closer.'Both you and Jinyoung were missing all night. Why's that ?'

Mark sighs,'All we did was go to the cinema.'

Jackson grins manically, eyes widening.'I knew it! I knew it hyung, you and Jinyoung are totally lovey dovey fools. I bet you made out at the back of the cinema like high school students right? Was Jinyoung good? Did he use tongue?'

Mark tries to resist the urge to pull Jackson's stupid snapback down over his eyes and forces himself to keep a straight face.
How the hell did he get everything right?
Yeah we made out....
Yeah, Jinyoung was more than good.
And tongue? That boy can do amazing things with his to-

'Hello?'

Mark snaps out of his thoughts and returns his attention to Jackson, who's practically in his face as he grins menacingly.

'Dude, do you not understand the concept of personal space?'

Jackson rolls his eyes.'Hey, don't change the subject!'

'Ugh, me and Jinyoung are not together, ok? I swear to god Jackson, one more-'

'Whatever hyung.' Jackson sighs, 'Deny it if you want, but I'm sure I have it all figured out!' Jackson grins, picking up the blanket on his bed as he moves towards the door.
'We'll see anway, we'll see.Now if you'll excuse me, I have a boyfriend to get back to.Goodbye!'

With that, the door closes behind him and Mark sighs,throwing himself onto his bed face first and burying his face into the blankets.
So annoying.
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The next day Mark wakes to rain rocketing against the window. He sits up and watches as the drops blur into one another, racing eachother to the bottom. He's never much liked rain, he'd grown an aversion to it when he was just seven years old. In fact, the night he was discovered after being left in the house alone for two and a half weeks, there was a large storm.

All he could remember from the night he was found was the hammering of the rain and the echo of thunder above him, the growling of his stomach and the dizziness in his head as his heart pounded in his chest.He'd been so scared, but had felt so weak.
He sighs, shaking his head to dispel of past memories. He hates thinking about his parents, about the lack of parenting they actually did that lead to him being here.

He knows of course, that he wouldn't change it for the world, that being let down by the people he was supposed to love only lead him to people he actually did love. So there was really no point in complaining.
He gets out of bed,head a little slugish and grabs his towel for the shower, not even sparing the window one more glance before he's tackling Jackson in an attempt to wake his best friend up before class starts.

'Are you ok?You look a little pale.' Jinyoung asks, brows drawn into a worried furrow as he raises a hand to Marks forehead.

'He's fine, he just hates rain.' Jackson says from the other end of the desk. They're sitting in music class, their group of five having commandeered the desks at the back to avoid being caught on their phones or messing around as usual.
Marks sandwiched between Jinyoung and Hoseok, attempting to ignore Namjoon and Jackson's constant arguing and play fighting across from them as Jinyoung attempts to actually do the work, unlike the rest.

'You hate rain?' Jinyoung asks, brows now raised.

Mark sighs, 'It's um- a long story.'

Hoseok chuckles next to him and Namjoon nods empathetically.

'We all have things that remind us of the past Jinyoung-ah.'

Jinyoung nods, immediately understanding though the worried look remains on his face as he glances at Mark. Mark smiles, heart warming at how much the boy cares and slips his hand into Jinyoung's beneath the desk where noone can see.

He notices Jinyoung look at him from the corner of his eye and smiles again.

'I'll tell you later.' He murmurs to the younger, and Jinyoung just nods, squeezing his hand in reply before going back to his work.
He wonders briefly if it's obvious, his and Jinyoung's sudden closeness to eachother. He wonders if anyone notices the small smiles they exchange, the private looks, or the fact that theres only ever one each of their hands above the tables.
He decides that maybe they should both talk about it, telling everyone about them.
Break time. He thinks, thumb running circles over Jinyoung's skin.I'll talk to him then.

'Anyways, did you hear about Professor Han?' Hoseok asks, eyeing the rest of the group.

Namjoon shakes his head, not much interested but Jackson and Mark immediately tense, alert.

'What?' Jackson asks, leaning forward in his chair. Said professor is currently in the room standing by Professor Yung's desk in deep conversation with the man. Mark's sure he notices the elder glance their way every few seconds, but he ignores it for now, focused on Hoseok.

'Well, Jimin and Taehyung from the lower year were in the staff room carrying supplies for Professor Cha, they overheard two of the senior year teachers talking about him.'

'What did they say?' Jackson asks, voice more desperate this time. Mark shoots him a look and glances at Jinyoung, who looks like he's feigning disinterest but Mark can tell by the way his jaw is set in a hard line that he's listening intently.
Jinyoung knows theres something up, of course.

'Well they were saying that he's kinda weird.Kinda creepy.'Hoseok makes a face.'Apparently he was caught looking up information on just one student here, he'd taken out files and everything, even asked around the school about the student.'

Mark's heart stops, and Jackson's eyes widen.Jinyoung looks away and clenches his fist and Mark feels anger rise in his chest. It's obvious just who it is Professor Han is researching.

'The creepiest thing is, it's someone in our year too.' Hoseok shakes his head.'Whoever it is, I wouldn't wanna be them. That guy creep's me out way too much.'

Namjoon nods,'Yeah, well if the school think he's a threat he'll be fired anyway.Let's just hope it's before he gets to the kid.'

Jinyoung swallows next to him and Jackson sits back in his chair, eyes blazing.

This isn't good.

By the time break time rolls round Mark's eager to get outside. He finds that he doesn't actually care so much about the rain when he's in it with Jinyoung, and even though the younger complains a little about getting wet before class he still follows like Mark knows he will - he always does.

'What's up?' Jinyoung asks, following him past a couple of first years towards the fountain they've began to call their spot. Mark hikes his jacket up and watches as Jinyoung does the same, taking a seat on the edge of the fountain.
Theres noone around of course, there rarely is, but Mark still checks anyway.

'Are you feeling ok? ' Jinyoung asks again, worry in his voice this time.

Mark chuckles, hand reaching out to entwine his fingers with Jinyoungs.'Yeah, I'm good.'

'Then why are we out here?I thought you didn't like rain-'

'It's not so bad when I'm with you.' Mark murmurs, eyes locking onto Jinyoungs. Jinyoung stares back, breath catching in his throat.

'You know...' Mark begins, 'The night I was finally found by my neighbours there was a huge storm. It'd been weeks since my parents had left me, and a seven year old alone in a huge house in the middle of a storm at night? Not the best combination.I don't remember much from that night, but I do remember how heavy the rain was, how loud the thunder was...'He takes a breath, noting the look of sadness on Jinyoungs face.
His heart burns in his chest, aching to pull the younger in for a hug.

Jinyoung looks at him with sadness and love, and Mark want's to smile so wide because this is what he needs- not the pitying looks he usually gets. He realises then that it's another thing he loves about Jinyoung, the way the boy just understands.

'Everytime it rains I guess I remember things I don't want to.It makes me think of the people who hurt me, and it makes me feel weak.But it's normal for me, so don't worry about it ok? Aslong as you're here I feel better anyway.'

Jinyoung smiles then, and Mark doesn't even have time to marvel at his beauty before he's leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.
When he pulls away he leans his forehead against Marks, eyes burning into his as he smiles softly.

'You know, not all of your memories of rain are bad, right?'

Mark raises his brows, confused.

'Our first kiss was in the rain, and that's probably the happiest memory I have.' Jinyoung breathes, rain running down his cheek.

Mark's breath catches in his throat and then he's smiling, so wide that it actually hurts a little. He wan'ts to laugh, to kiss Jinyoung, hug him.
'You're right.' He finally says, unable to really say anything else.But Jinyoung just smiles back, and he knows the younger understands exactly what he wan't's to say.

'How about we make more memories?" He finds himself whispering, and then Jinyoung's grin is widening and he's pulling the red head in for a kiss.

It's soft and warm, tastes of rain and reeks pure adoration, and then Mark knows.

He wants, no , needs, everyone to know that Jinyoung is his.

'What do you think about telling everyone?' Mark asks, voice a hopefull whisper.

Jinyoung turns his head to face him in shock, eyes wide.'You want to tell everyone about us?'

Mark bites his lip, blush colouring his cheeks. They're currently walking to their next class, Mark having told Jackson he'd meet him in science and Jinyoung texting Jaebum to let him know he's heading for their history class right now.

'I just..I wan't them to know.' He murmurs, embarrassed.'I wan't them to know you're mine, and I'm yours.'

Jinyoung's silent for a moment, and Mark wonders if he's messed everything up, fear piercing his chest as he watches a blush form on Jinyoung's cheeks.
Well done Mark.
You've already screwed it up, theres no way Jinyoung's going to-

'I'd like that too.'

He snaps out of his internal monologue of self pity and looks at Jinyoung, eyes wide.

'R-really?'

Jinyoung's hand tightens in his and he grins at the boy, eyes crinkling in that adorable way.
'Me too,I want everyone to know.'

Mark feel's his heart clench and he's pretty much soaring as he pulls Jinyoung in for a hug, the younger laughing into his shoulder as he squeezes back. The only people around them are currently a few first years, most of whom look confused but don't say anything, knowing Mark Tuan isn't exactly a guy you mess with.

'I'm so happy.' Mark breathes, and Jinyoung giggles.

'Me too.We'll tell them later ok?'

Mark nods as they step into the hallway. Jinyoung pulls his hand from his reluctantly, and Mark grins, taking a step back and still looking at the younger.
'See you after class.' He murmurs, eyes locked on Jinyoungs.

Jinyoung nods, cheeks still pink.'See you after class.' He whispers, and then they're splitting up to head to seperate classes, their hearts lighter than ever.

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Mark and Jackson are heading down the corridor after a double period of science, Mark's mind swimming with stupid equations and ionic bond crap that makes him want to smash his head into the wall. Jackson had pretty much slept throughout the whole thing, apart from texting Bam Bam that is.

Jackson's busy now, currently stopping to chat with a guy from his english class and Mark rolls his eyes, until he looks up and notices Jinyoung coming the other way with Jaebum, both in deep conversation.
Jackson's back is turned to him and Mark grins, ducking behind a wall that leads onto a tiny corridor as Jinyoung nears.

He hears him approaching and times himself perfectly, hand shooting out to pull Jinyoung in with him by the wrist, the younger practically smashed into his chest as they duck further into the little alley.
Jinyoung makes a noise of shock until he notices it's Mark, his eyes widening.

'What the hell are you do-' He doesn't even get to finish as Mark leans in and plants a kiss to his lips. He grins against the kiss when he hears both Jackson and Jaebum calling both of their names, confused as to where their friends had gone.

Jinyoung moans lightly when his tongue traces the seam of his lips, and Mark gently bites , tugging the bottom lip lightly.

'Shit.' Jinyoung breathes, hand tugging Mark closer by his tie and Mark fights a laugh off as his hands find his boyfriends waist, achoring him to the other.

When he finally pulls away their both breathless, lips a little kiss swollen and eyes glazed over. Jinyoung licks his lips, eyes on Mark.

'What was that for?' He whispers.

Mark shrugs, nuzzling into the others neck as he plants small kisses there, making Jinyoung sigh in contentment.
When he reaches a spot behind Jinyoung's ear the boy tenses and his breath catches, hands tightening around the red head.

'I've been wanting to do that all day.' Mark finally breathes, and Jinyoung laughs lightly, shaking his head. His cheeks are red, and Marks sure his match.

'You want them to catch us before we've even told them?"

Mark grins, pulling away.'Maybe.'

'Jinyoung?!'

'Where the hell did Mark go?' Voices echo outside of the little corridor and Mark and Jinyoung fight not to laugh too loudly.

Eventually both Jackson and Jaebum decide that they've gone to the dining hall already, and head off to find them. When they're gone Jinyoung chuckles again and Mark shakes his head.

'Come on then.' He sighs, 'Lets get out of here.'
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'You two are gross.' Mark says, face scrunched up as he watches Bam Bam feed Jackson at the dining table.

Jaebum and Jinyoung both make noises of agreement, Youngjae laughing at the two in question as they turn and glare at the red head.

Jackson puts.'We are not.We are a strong, in love couple that-'

Bam Bam interrupts, rolling his eyes at Mark.'Don't start with us hyung, you and Jinyoung-hyung are just as bad.'

Mark's eyes widen and Jinyoung looks at the younger in confusion, 'Since when?'

'Oh please, we all notice how close you've gotten.' Bam Bam scoffs, jabbing a finger between them.

Jaebum laughs at that, Youngjae following and jinyoung rolls his eyes.
'Whatever.'

They've decided to tell them after dinner, so holding up the front for a few more hours shouldn't be much of a task.

Though if Bam Bam would shut the hell up that'd be great.

Mark and Jinyoung just laugh it all off, hoping noone will look under the table and notice Jinyoung's hand the red head's thigh.
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It's long after dinner when they head to the recreation room. Bam Bam, Jaebum, Jackson and Youngjae decide to play gainst eachother on the fooseball table, whilst Jinyoung and Mark take a seat on the sofas. There are already quite a few people in here, milling around holding sodas and listening to music.Some are fretting over upcoming exams, other's joking around and play fighting.

'I'm gonna get a drink, want anything?" Mark asks, and Jinyoung shakes his head, a smile on his face as he picks up a book.

Mark laughs and rolls his eyes.'Always reading.' He murmurs as he gets up.

Jinyoung whines but Mark just grins, ruffling his hair as he turns to get a drink from the vending machine in the corner.

'Hey! You and Jinyoung wanna play us?' Jackson calls as he passes, his snapback turned backwards so he can see better.'The winner plays you guys?'

'Yeah sure, if I can get Jinyoung away from his book for more than five minutes.' Mark grins, and Jackson chuckles, yelling for Jinyoung to put his book down.It draws the attention from a few people and Mark catches Jinyoung roll his eyes, making him and Jackson laugh.

He carries on to the vending machine on the other side of the room, punching in the numbers as he waits for his juice to drop.

It's only when he's about to turn back and head over to sit down that he hears it.

'Mark!"

He whirls, eyes wide as he searches for Jinyoung, who's currently being pressed into the sofa by none other than Zelo. The younger is trying to push the blonde off, eyes wide with annoyance and fear as he struggles against him. Shit.
Jinyoung!
Zelo grins, hands clamping down on Jinyoung and then Mark's running towards them, pushing past people before he even realises.

Jackson's head whips up too, shouting for Zelo to let go of Jinyoung and making his way over along with Jaebum and the rest. But of course Mark is faster, and before he even knows it his fist is closing down on the others jaw, knocking him to the floor as he takes Jinyoung's hand and pushes the younger behind him.
Theres a collective of gasps and curses from the rest of the students and he's pretty sure he hears Jackson go 'Oh shit' but he doesn't really care as he turns and raises a palm to Jinyoung's cheek, eyes gentle.
'You ok?" He asks, voice soft and Jinyoung nods, cheeks pink.

Mark turns just as Zelo stands up, eyes blazing.'What the fuck was that Tuan?'

'Don't touch him.'Mark glares, riled up himself.

'Why? He doesn't belong to anyone, pretty boy is free for taking.'Zelo sneers, and Jinyoung flinches.

Marks fists clench and he takes Jinyoung's hand, holding it up.'Actually he is.'

Theres another collective of gasps and this time Jackson pretty much yells.

'I FUCKING KNEW IT!'

Jaebum silences him with a jab to the ribs and Mark continues speaking.'So if you don't want to start a fight, I suggest you back off.'

Zelo glares at him, fists clenched by his side.'Is it true?" He looks at Jinyoung,'You're dating?"

Jinyoung tightens his hand around Marks and nods.'Yeah, he's mine.' His voice is shaky, but soft.

Mark feels a surge of pride at that, Jinyoung calling him his. He bites his lip, a little embarrassed at the way everyone's staring at them then turns his attention back to Zelo, expression hardening.

'Fine, whatever.' Zelo shakes his head, gaze angry as he turns away and signals to his friends to leave. The door slams behind them and Mark turns to Jinyoung, pulling him in to check him over again as his brow furrows in worry.
'He didn't touch you anywhere else right?"

Jinyoung shakes his head, bringing Marks hand up to look at the cuts lining his knuckles.'You punched him so hard you hurt yourself...'

'Nah I just scaped against the metal catch on his collar.It'll be ok.' Mark chuckles, squeezing his hand.

'A-hem.'

They both look up, eyes wide. Oh shit.

Jackson and the rest are looking at them expectantly, though they're all grinning pretty wildly, and Marks already getting a little annoyed.

'What?'

Jackson rolls his eyes.'When were you going to tell us?" He's still smiling that annoying smile of his and Mark can feel embarrassment colouring his cheeks.

'Tonight.' Jinyoung mumbles, looking just as embarrassed as he scratches at his neck.

Before they can say anything else Jackson is leaping at them, pulling them both in for a hug as he laughs wildy and ruffles their hair.

'I knew it! I told you,I told you all!" He yells, and soon the rest of the group is patting their backs, teasing them and making them blush even harder. Mark sighs, shaking his head as he shoves his friends off of him, pulling Jinyoung free from them too.Everyone else in the room has gone back to their activities, seemingly not that bothered in the end.
He knows it'll spread round school like wildfire before school even begins tomorrow, because of course nobody expected Mark Tuan to get a boyfriend, but for now he doesn't quite care.

'So you really knew?" Jinyoung asks Jackson, eyes bright.

Jackson laughs, shaking his head.'Dude, I knew since last week.'

Mark raises his brows at that, confused.'What, how?'

Bam Bam laughs this time, hooking an arm around Jinyoung.'You and Jinyoung-hyung were constantly holding hands under the table hyung.It was almost as sickening as Jackson feeding me fruit during break.'

Jackson protests and Jaebum rolls his eyes, shoving the arguing duo out of the way.'You two were pretty obvious.I'd walk past you both staring into eachothers eyes like that couple from the titanic everyday.'

Mark groans and puts his head into his hands as his friends begin to laugh again, even Jinyoung joining in this time.

'So embarrassing.' Jinyoung says, shaking his head.

'It's ok hyung, it's cute.' Youngjae says, patting his back and Jinyoung just sighs.

'It's fine though right? We all know now, so you don't have to hide it anymore.' Jaebum grins.

'Not that they did a good job of that anyway. ' Jackson whispers, and Mark kicks him in the shin, still embarrassed.

Goddamnit Jackson.

As their little group begins to tease them again Mark makes eye contact with Jinyoung, the others eyes just as bright.

He grins, thinking that actually, he doesn't mind a little ( or a lot of) teasing if Jinyoung keeps smiling the way he is now.

14. Power Couple?

Mark's strolling down the corridor with his eaphones in and music blaring after second period, making his way to the dining hall to meet up with the others when a hand closes around his wrist and tugs him into a darkened corridor.
He doesn't even bother to act shocked, instead a grin making it's way onto his face as he catches sight of a shock of black hair and bright eyes before warm, full lips are being pressed to his.
He pulls the warm body closer, hands wrapping around the other boy's waist as he runs his tongue along the seam of his lips.
He grins against Jinyoung's mouth when the boy's breath catches and he whimpers, mouth opening to allow him access.

When he pulls away Jinyoung's cheeks are pink and his eyes full of life and Mark chuckles.
'Someone's eager.'

Jinyoung rolls his eyes, leaning in to nuzzle against Marks neck as he huffs a laugh.'I missed you.'

'We were only apart for two hours.' Mark muses, grin growing wider. He catches sight of a few first years walking past, eyes wide as they notice the two boy's huddled in the dim of the corridor and only sends them a wink, hands pulling Jinyoung closer to him.

He can practically feel the younger pouting into his neck, Jinyoung's breath warm against his skin as he speaks.

'Hyunnng, class was so boring though. Jackson kept asking me to smell his burps because Bam Bam told him they stunk and he was upset about it.'

Mark laughs, shaking his head.'Typical.'

Jinyoung places a featherlight kiss to Marks neck and the red head smiles, heart warming. He'd never been in a relationship so he'd never experienced the cute gestures that came with them, he'd never experienced the feelings he often got with Jinyoung either. They were scary, but he didn't mind because it was Jinyoung- he could handle being scared if he was with him.

'I missed you too though.'He finally murmurs into the boy's hair, and Jinyoung pulls away with an adorable smile on his face.

'Let's head to lunch.'Jinyoung beams, hand slipping into Marks as he begins to pull him back into the main corridor.

'Wait a sec.' Mark murmurs, yanking the younger back with such a force that Jinyoung falls into him.He catches him, body warm and places a deep kiss to his lips, hand brushing gently over his cheek.
He pulls away with a satisfied smirk as Jinyoung blushes, expression shy and then it's his turn to pull the other to the dininghall, only grinning wider when Jinyoung complains about too much PDA and tries to fan himself with his hand.

'You two are genuinely nauseating.' Jackson whines, screwing his face up as Mark enters the dininghall, pulling a chattering, red cheeked Jinyoung behind him. Jinyoung's saying something and Marks laughing,shaking his head as the younger leans into his side, head ducking onto his shoulder.

Jaebum just grins, watching as Mark glares and knocks Jacksons snapback off of his head and pulls Jinyoung into the seat next to him, hands still linked.
'You two are sickening, but cute.'

'Thanks.' Jinyoung chuckles,'We'll try to keep a lid on it.'

'Will we?' Mark raises his brows, bringing Jinyoung's hand to his lips and kissing it.'I don't remember saying that.'

Jinyoung blushes and Jackson pretends to retch. Mark laughs loudly, shaking his head as he finally releases Jinyoung's hand and rolls his eyes at his flabberghasted friends infront of him.
'Yeah yeah, we'll keep it down. Only if you two stop eating eachother's faces infront of us.We want to keep our eyes.' He jabs a finger at Bam Bam and Jackson.

Jinyoung and Jaebum snicker and Jackson pouts.'Hey, we aren't that ba-'

'Dude, you got asked to leave the room for trying to suck Bam's face off yesterday.'

'So what?'Jackson asks,'Kissing is healthy in a relationship.'

'We were giving a talk to the lower years about exams!'' Mark replies, shaking his head.'Professor Jung gave you after school detention for pretty much traumatising the whole of Bam Bam's class.'

'It's true, I was traumatised.' A voice says, and Mark looks up to see Yugyeom, Bam Bam's friend taking a seat next to the other boy. Bam Bam's face flushes and Jackson scoffs.

'You really are an animal, aren't you?" Jinyoung asks, and Jackson crosses his arms, leaning across the table at Jinyoung.

'Well that is what they say~" He winks and Mark shoots him a disgusted look, pushing him away from his boyfriend at the same time Bam Bam pulls the offender back. Jinyoung just shakes his head, amused, and looks at Bam Bam with some sort of pity before bringing his hand over to rest on the younger boy's.

'Good luck.' He murmurs, face serious and voice solemn, and the whole table bursts into laughter as Jackson pouts and Bam Bam nods in reply.

'Whatever.' Jackson grumbles, shoving as much bread into his mouth as he can whilst still trying to talk and breathe.Marks faintly disgusted, and wonders how Bam Bam puts up with his best friend.
'All eyes are on you two anyway.' He jabs a finger at Mark and Jinyoung, and Jinyoung raises his brows in confusion.

'What?Why?'

Jackson actually manages to swallow his bread and grins,shaking his head at Jinyoung.'Jinyoung, please.The school's biggest playboy is suddenly dating, and not just anyone.He's dating Park Jinyoung, the helper of all, gods gift, horse rider and star basketball player that carries teachers books and helps year ones bathe-'

'I'm pretty sure I've never done that last one-' Jinyoung begins, but he's interrupted anyway.

'He is right though.' Bam Bam says, eyes on Mark and Jinyoung.'Mark Hyung has a reptuation, and not the best one.Now he's finally dating, and it's someone completely opposite to him.'

'We're not that opposite.' Jinyoung muses,and Jackson raises his brows.

'Oh really?'

'Yeah.' Jinyoung grins, eyes teasing.'We both agree that you're an idiot.'

Everyone laughs, Jaebum patting Jinyoung's back and Bam Bam shaking his head as Mark leans against Jinyoung's shoulder, stupid grin on his face.

'He's right there.' He says, and Jackson scowls, throwing a piece of fruit at Jinyoung.

'You two really are being watched though, by everyone. They didn't expect both of you to like eachother, let alone start dating.'
Bam Bam chuckles.

Mark sighs, knowing they're right as Jaebum and Yugyeom nod in agreement.Where the hell did Yugyeom come from anyway? Is Youngjae planning on popping up to agree and shove it in their faces too?

'Well it doesn't matter to me.' Jinyoung says, shrugging.'People can stare if they want.'

'You're gonna have alot of jealous fanboys coming after you.' Jackson chuckles,'Better protect your boy Mark.'

Mark rolls his eyes.'I do not have jealous fanboys.' Then again, he isn't so sure about that. He makes a mental note to keep an eye out anyway, theres no way he's letting something happen to Jinyoung because of him.

'You guy's are the whole talk of the school, even the teachers are talking about you.They've been saying how Jinyoung's made Mark better.'Yugyeom says, slurping on his juice pouch.
What are you, five? A juice pouch, really?

'True.' Jaebum grins.'I like this Mark, even if he is a love sick fool.'

'I thought you were on my side man.' Mark groans as he looks at Jaebum and the elder boy just chuckles.

'Did I really change you that much?" Jinyoung asks, eyes wide and Mark pats his back, a grin making it's way onto his face.

'Only for the better.' He smiles.'I quite like the me right now too.'

Theres a chorus of 'ew's'' from the table and Mark rolls his eyes.'You're all impossible.'

'Yeah yeah.' Jackson chuckles, halfway through feeding Bam Bam a slice of apple.

'And you call us nauseating.' Mark grimaces, and Jackson rolls his eyes, suddenly leaning across the table and attempting to shove the apple into Marks mouth.
The red head jerks back,eyes wide, 'Yah! What the he-'

'Come here Markie boy! Don't be jealous-' Jackson coo's way too loudly, body half across the table and Jaebum's head is in his hands, trying to mask his face as though none of the other students staring will realise that he's with them.
Bam Bam is yelling for Jackson to sit back down and Yugyeom is watching with an amused smirk on his face and halfway through Jinyoung meet's Bam Bam's eyes over the table and each boy sighs, both of them exchanging a look at their boyfriends.

Eventually Professor Jung comes and breaks it up, ending with a stern lecture for Jackson to control his hormones as the others laugh behind the teachers back.
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By the time they make it to basketball practice Coach is already standing by the benches, clipboard in hand and firm expression on his faces. He calls them all to line up before they've even headed to the changing rooms and makes them stand quietly as he begins to speak.

'As you all know, we'll be competing in this years games.' He starts, voice gruff. 'We'll be going against several schools from around the area, including two well known private schools.'

Mark notices Jinyoung tense beside him, and wonders if any of those schools could possibly be Jinyoungs. But then Coach is speaking again, and his question is pretty much confirmed by Jinyoung's sudden reaction.

'The Semi finals will be held against Konjin Private school,located south of here.It's our first time against them and we'll be playing on their turf, so I expect you all to be on your best behaviour.' He glances at Jackson and Mark, gaze intent.'Especially you two.'

'W-what?' Jinyoung's voice is loud and a little shaky, eyes wide and body tense and Mark doesn't even have to ask because he knows.

Coach raises his brows.'Got a problem Park?"

Jinyoung shakes his head, gaze moving to the floor.'N-no.' He murmurs, and Mark watches as his fists clench behind his back.
He went to Konjin Private school? From what I know those guy's are pretty tough...

'You went Konjin?' Hoseok's suddenly asking, as though he can't quite believe it and Mark wants to groan because now is really not the time to be asking those questions, not when Jinyoung looks ready to run from the room.

There are a few wide eye'd looks from the team and even Coach himself looks a little confused. Mark brings his hand out to take Jinyoung's but the younger takes a step forward instead, looking at the class with an unreadable gaze.

'Before you all start asking questions, yes I went to Konjin Private school. But that doesn't matter, what matters is that I'm here, on this team.I'm playing for and with you guys, so can we not get into this please?'

Theres a moment of silence and then nods and cheers of agreement from the rest of the team. Mark smiles, proud as Jinyoung nods one last time at Coach,who ruffles his hair, and heads back to his spot inbetween Mark and Jackson.Jackson pats the younger on the back encouragingly and Jinyoung smiles, though Mark can see it doesn't quite meet his eyes.
He sighs quietly, deciding to bring it up with the his boyfriend later on. It must really be bothering him...

Eventually practice begins, all of them working harder than ever to try and better their skills. By the time first break is called they're all pouring with sweat, skin slick and hair damp with it as they drag themselves to the other side of the hall to grab their water bottles from the benches. Coach calls a five minute break and they all half groan/ half nod in assent as they collapse.
Mark chuckles when he catches Hoseok pouring water over Namjoon's head, the blonde turning to thunk the way too happy younger in the stomach with his own bottle. Hoseok whines and Namjoon rolls his eyes, the rest of the team laughing at the duo's display.

He's talking with Jackson and sungjae in the corner about tactics when he feels someone practically bounce over and leap onto his back. He nearly falls forward but the hands wrapping around him stop it from happening, and Mark grins, halfheartedly shoving Jinyoung off of him. Jinyoung's laughing, cheeks pink and body warm and damp and Mark has to take a breath for a moment because a hot and sweaty Jinyoung is dangerous, oh so dangerous.
Jinyoung picks Marks snapback up from his head and plonks it down onto his own, beaming at him in a way that makes the elder want to kiss him then and there. Also, it's pretty cute seeing Jinyoung wearing his things. He makes a note to offer his clothes to the other more often.

'Hey, how comes you let him wear your snapback but not me?I'm practically the snapback king.' Jackson gestures to himself and his own snapback on his head and Mark rolls his eyes as Sungjae laughs.

'Probably because he's fucking him!' A shrill voice yells from behind, and Mark turns just in time to see Hoseok laughing uncontrollably as Namjoon tackles him to the floor from behind.

What on earth.

He sighs as though he's given up and turns back to the others, trying to pretend he didn't really listen to what Hoseok said. Jackson's grinning from ear to ear and Sungjae's looking at his feet, a small smirk on his face and Mark doesn't even have to glance at Jinyoung to know the younger is blushing. He does anyway, and the sight just makes it even harder for him to control his own burning cheeks.
I never get embarrassed about sex, since when did I freak out about that stuff?
Oh yeah, since I met Jinyoung.

'Nevermind then.' Jackson chuckles, voice amused.'I'd rather jump off of a bridge than have sex with you, good luck Jinyoung.'

Mark risks another glance at Jinyoung and the other's cheeks practically match Marks hair. He's attempting to joke around with Jackson about it but Mark cans see just how awkward the other feels. Great,now I feel awkward too.

Eventually Coach calls them back for a tactic talk, and Mark follows the others behind, waiting until Jinyoung's infront to kick both Jackson and Hoseok in the shins.

'Ow!What the heck was that for-' Hoseok whines, and Mark glares at him.
'Why are your cheeks pink-'

This time Coach catches him with Hoseok in a headlock, the rest of the class looking round to see him with Hoseok's head tucked in his arm.

'Tuan, let go of Jung please, atleast try not to kill eachother in my lessons.'

Mark lets go, highfiving Namjoon who's chuckling next to a still beetroot Jinyoung as he heads back over, leaving Hoseok to whine and complain as he joins them.

Jinyoung gathers them for a brief talk, trying to discuss the tactics of his school as it's the next they'll face. The team had already faced the first school just before Jinyoung joined the team, and after a member had had to leave due to illness Coach had put Jinyoung forward as a reserve and he'd been accepted.
Now all that's left is to go against Konjin and hope they got into the finals.

'So did you play for your schools team?' Hoseok asks, and Jinyoung nods shortly, looking down at the floor.

'Kinda.' He mumbles.'But what you need to know is who's currently playing for the team.' Mark can see the boy trying to steer the conversation away from himself and can't help but smile a little, ever since he'd met Jinyoung he'd been good at manipulating conversations.

'The two ace players are Jo Kangin and Lee Chansung. They're seniors, which means they've had plenty of time to practice. Chansung's an expert on defense whilst Kangin's pretty good at using his height and physical stregnth to overpower other players. Those two work pretty well together too, can read eachother perfectly.'

Jackson hisses, shaking his head.'They're the main two to watch out for then.How do we beat them?"

Coach scrawls some stuff down onto his clipboard, gaze intent as Jinyoung speaks.

'Well as far as I know Chansung's never really been beaten. Kangin though? I was the only one who beat him.'

There's a chorus of 'oooo's' from the team and Jinyoung chuckles, rolling his eyes.

'Kangin uses his weight and height, which means he's pretty heavy. This also means that he's pretty slow. I'm known for my speed right?Let's just say being both fast, and agile on the court comes in handy when you're against someone that can't move as fast, doesn't have as good reflexes.'

'As expected of one of our star players.' Namjoon claps, nodding his head.

Jinyoung grins shyly, ducking back down onto his seat next to Mark, and the red head wraps an arm around his waist, leaning to whisper in his ear.

'Thanks.' His breath tickles Jinyoung's skin, and he delights in the way the younger shivers.

'Did I help?' Jinyoung asks, eyes bright.

Mark chuckles, 'Yeah, you helped alot Jinyoung-ie.'

Eventually they're called back to practice, spending an hour more on the courts before heading back to the showers to relieve some of the tension from their bodies with hot water.

'Movie night at Jaebum's tonight, you coming?' Jackson calls over the shower cubicles, and Mark nods,hands in his hair as he shampoo's it.

'How am I the last to know?' Jinyoung pouts from the cubicle between.'Jaebum is literally my roomate.'

Mark laughs and Jackson grins.'Probably because he knew your boo would tell you all.'

'Ew.Please don't use that word.' Jinyoung winces and Jackson pouts,jabbing an arm over the cubical at the younger.
Jinyoung squeals, poking a finger at Jackson as the other laughs loudly.

'Oh my god Mark, your boyfriend is so ticklish.Are you really that sensitive Jinyoung-ah?Wait a minute, did your abs get bette-'

'Yah, shutup!' Jinyoung chides,trying to wash himself off quickly. But of course Jackson's intent on being his usual nosy self as he tries to peer over the stall, eliciting another squeal from Jinyoung.
'Dude, don't look at me naked!"

That sure grabs Marks attention.
'Hey! Eyes off Wang.' He glares at his best friend and Jackson laughs, face impossibly close to Jinyoung's cubicle as the younger pushes his face with his hand.
Even I haven't seen man.

'C'monnn, I just wanna see your abs.Cover your junk with a fucking loofa-'

'Dude, I swear to god you look at my boyfriend and I'll stick the loofah up your ass-'

'Yah! Both of you,stop it.' Jinyoung shouts, stepping out of his cubicle and wrapping a towel around his waist at amazing speed before he's smacking Jackson lightly in the back of the head and heading back to change his clothes.

'Goddamn it Jackson.' Mark sighs, shaking his head.

Jackson just chuckles.'Hey, I'm a curious guy.'

'You wanna die?'

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Movie night is going swimmingly Mark thinks, as he settles down onto Jinyoungs bed, the youngers head pillowed in his lap as the film runs.
Jackson is sitting on Jinyoung's bed too, Bam Bam sitting in his lap like a kid, though every now and then they have spontaeneous moments of making out and everybody groans in disgust, throwing cushions or shoes at the two.

Jaebum looks just as happy too, laying on his bed with an extremely red faced Youngjae sitting next to him looking ready to pee himself from excitement at the chance of sitting next to the well loved Jaebum hyung.
Mark tries his best not to laugh when Jaebum compliments the boy on his new hairstyle and the younger chokes on his drink. Jinyoung just grins, jabbing the red head in the side to shush him.

Mark plays with Jinyoung's hand in his, fingers grazing warm skin as he relaxes against the wall. He's not really watching the movie, the only two engrossed in it being Jinyoung and Bam Bam.
Jackson's too busy lightly snoring into the other boy's neck and Jaebum and Youngjae and constantly glancing at eachother from the corners of their eyes.
It's kinda cute, but not as cute as Jinyoung.

Eventually Jackson wakes, none of the others realising until he asks a question, voice light.
'Hey Jinyoung?"

Jinyoung glances at the other boy, head still in Marks lap.'Yeah?'

'What did you mean when you said you were only kinda on your schools team?"

Jinyoung's silent for a moment, before he speaks, the movie forgotten.'I was brought onto the team when I was fifteen, the youngest Pro- team player in twenty years apparently.'
He sighs, voice tight.'It was really fun, playing basketball. I mean, private school boy's are pretty snotty, but not all of them. Our coach said I was promising, that I could go far but of course these things never last. Eventually my father found out and he did what he was best at, and took me away from the team. That was when I was sixteen.'

Theres a moment of silence, the movie just a whirring sound in the background. Mark's heart clenches in his chest, hurt that Jinyoung had to go through that.

'He just took you off?" Jaebum asks, voice tight.

'Yeah.Said it'd interfere with my business studies.' Jinyoung's voice is low, eyes trained on the ceiling above.

'That's bullshit.' Jackson eventually says, voice harsh. Bam Bam chuckles and Jinyoung sits up, looking at him.

'I mean, you're perfect incase you didn't notice Jinyoung- and I don't say that to many people. That jackass just couldn't see it, but we can, all of us.'

The rest nod, and Mark's fingers tighten over Jinyoung's drawing the other boy's attention to him.

'I see it.' He murmurs, and Jinyoung's eyes widen a second before he's smiling softly, nuzzling his head into Marks chest.

'Thankyou.' He finally whispers.'Everyone.'

The rest grin, and suddenly Jackson's throwing himself ontop of Jinyoung and Mark, laughter bubbling up out of his throat.'Group hug!" He screeches, and Marks eyes widen, trying to protect himself and Jinyoung as the rest start to dogpile on them.
'Dude you'll crush us!'

' Jackson your breath stinks.'

'Hey!"

'Oh my god, my back.'

'Shit my balls! My precious balls! I'm sorry Bam Bam-'

'Oh my god hyung I don't care about your balls!'

'Gross.'

'You will care when I'm-'

'Get me out of here.Please god-'

Eventually it calms down, though they're pretty much lying in a tangle of limbs. Mark sighs, hand stroking Jinyoung's hair as they lay together. He wonders briefly what life would have been like if Jinyoung was always here. Would they have become friends? Enemies? Would they have fallen in love?

He closes his eyes and breathes.Yeah. I would have made sure of it.

15. Nightmares and holding back

It's the middle of the night, around 3 am when Mark stirs from his sleep. For a moment he wonders why he's awake, eyes stinging a little as he rubs at them and tries to adjust to the dark.He's confused by his surroundings, not used to the room and then he realises he's in Jinyoung's place, in Jinyoung's bed. He'd slept over last night.
Why the hell did I wake up?

He glances at Jinyoung's sleeping form next to him, the boy curled into his side, eyes closed and breaths even and sighs, laying back down and wrapping around the younger as he closes his eyes and begins to drift off back to sleep.

But then it happens.

A small whimper falls from Jinyoung's lips, almost silent but Mark hears it. He glances down, deciding the boy must have had a bad dream but then he whimpers again, and it's louder this time. Maybe this is what woke me up.
When he begins to shake in Marks arms the elder sits up, concern on his face as he switches the lamp on by Jinyoung's bed, a dim light flooding the room.

'Jinyoung?" He murmurs, brows furrowed as the younger cries out in his sleep.

Shit.'Jinyoung!" He calls, hand moving to wrap around the boy's wrist to try and wake him up. Jinyoung's shaking more violently now, openly sobbing in his sleep and Mark hears Jaebum stir from behind him, the elder boy squinting at them.

'What the fuc-' He begins, but Mark interrupts.

'Dude, something's wrong.'

Jaebum's up in seconds, moving across the room to help try and wake Jinyoung up, still half asleep himself.He shakes Jinyoung slightly, but get's no response, only more whimpering.
'Shit, he's having a nightmare again.'

Mark sighs, hands gentle as he shakes the younger boy, tries to wake him from the nightmare. Jinyoung cries out louder now, breathing laboured and Mark panics, heart clenching at the sight beside him.

'I'll get professor Kim.' Jaebum whispers, before he's jogging to the door with furrowed brows.

'Jinyoung-ah, please, wake up.' Mark breathes, voice shaky. Jinyoung jolts, body shaking and cries simpering and eventually, eventually his eyes shoot open and the boy wakes with a sob, sitting up so fast Mark nearly falls out of the bed.
Jinyoung's breathing heavily, sweat running down his cheek from his forehead and making his clothes stick to his body. Even in the dim lighting Mark can see that he's pale, and his eyes are wide and frightened.

'M-mark?"He asks, voice shaking and broken and Marks sure his heart breaks just as much.

'I'm here, it's ok.' He finds his voice, murmuring as he pulls the younger close,hands wrapping around him, running through his sweat soaked hair.
'It's alright Jinyoungie.I've got you.'

Jinyoung releases a faint cry, fingers wrapping around Marks arm and head against his chest as he collapses into him, tears pricking his eyes.

Shit, he's shaking.
What nightmare could be that bad?

'You had a nightmare?' He asks, voice gentle, and Jinyoung shakes his head.

'I remembered something.'

Mark freezes, looking down at his boyfriend with wide eyes.'You did? What did you remember?'

'The guy who chased us from the cinema...he was there that night.At my house, the night of the fire.'

Well shit.

'You're sure?'Marks voice is weak now, the elder completely shocked.

Jinyoung's about to answer when the door creaks open to reveal Jaebum and a tired, but alert Professor Kim. The elder man takes one look at Jinyoung and his expression softens, moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

'Are you ok?You had another night-'

'No.This time it was a flashback.' Mark murmurs, and the elder man immediately tenses, eyes widening. Behind him Jaebum looks just as shocked, moving to sit on Marks other side and pat Jinyoung on the back.

'What did you remember?" Professor Kim asks, voice low.

'T-the man that chased me and Mark from the cinema. He was at my house the night of the fire, he..chased me then too.Cornered me in the dining room of the house.' Jinyoung's voice is shaking, hands gripping Marks arm tighter.
'H-he had a gun.' He whispers the last bit, voice breaking.

'Fuck.' Jaebum swears, shaking his head as his fists clench. Professor Kim shoots him a look but looks just as angry, running a hand through his bed hair as he looks at Jinyoung.

'Do you recognise him from any companies? The detective's main lead is CTW as they've been having financial troubles lately. But we still can't be sure.'

Jinyoung bites his lip.'He was definitely a member of CTW. I'd met him before though hadn't learnt of his name.He's a body guard for Wo Chotung, the ceo of the company.'

Professor Kim sighs, but looks pleased.'This is good.Now we definitely have the right suspect. CTW was pulling up lead in alot of factors, we were searching into a few other companies but CTW was the most promising, that's why we didn't chose to mention the others.Now we can confirm it and investigate further.I'll let the detective team know in the morning.'

Jinyoung nods, breathing out.'W-what now?'

'Now you get some sleep Jinyoung-ah, you're exhausted. We will solve this, and we will find your parents.I promise. Theres a heightened chance that you'll begin to remember more of that night now, so just be patient, the rest will follow.'

Jinyoung sighs, looking completely defeated and Mark runs his fingers soothingly over his back, his own brow furrowed in worry.
I don't like this.
What happens when he remembers everything? And where are his parents?
Could they have died in the fire?

He swallows hard, hoping his worst suspicions aren't right. Professor Kim has been keeping anything to do with Jinyoung's parents secret, and something tells the red head that not all is right.

He knows that Jinyoung knows too, that his parent's could well have perished in the fire. He chooses not to speak about it though, and Mark understands why because maybe if he does he'll break down.
Jinyoung is strong, so strong, but he can't be all of the time.

I'll be here for him for the times when he isn't so strong though, always.

Eventually Professor Kim leaves and Jaebum sits with him and Jinyoung for a while, talking comfortingly to the younger of the three until Jinyoung begins to tire again. He calls a gentle goodnight, ruffling Jinyoung's still damp hair and slithers into his own bed.
Mark turns the lamp off, gently pulling Jinyoung down with him, the younger snuggling into his side and resting his head on his chest. Mark wonders if he can feel his heartbeat, how fast it runs just from Jinyoung being close to him.

'Mark..' Jinyoung eventually whispers when they begin to hear the first of Jaebum's quiet snores.

'Yes?" Mark asks, gaze on the ceiling above them, littered with the glow in the dark stars Jinyoung had stuck there. Mark smiles at the sight.

'I'm scared.' Jinyoung finally whispers back, and Mark feel's his heart ache in his chest.

'Don't be.' He whispers, voice gentle.'I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you.'

Jinyoung tightens his grip around him for a second and Mark smiles gently.

You're safe with me.
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'Go Jinyoung, go!" Voices yell across the court,loud and excited and Mark watches as Jinyoung sprints the last meter, ducking past Hoseok and aiming high with a jump, the ball sliding effortlessly through the net.
The shirts team erupts into cheers, the members of it rushing over to ruffle Jinyoung's hair and pat him on the back.
Jackson whines from the other end of the court, breathing heavy.'Damn it Park Jinyoung, you're way too up on your game.'

Jinyoung jogs past, ruffling Jackson's hair as he grins widely.'Don't worry, you might get a point against me some day.'

Jackson scowls, attempting to elbow the younger out of the way and Jinyoung just laughs, ducking away and throwing Jackson a wink.

'Ew, Mark your boyfriend is winking at me, I think he's in love with me.' Jackson grimaces, eyes bright and Mark rolls his eyes.

'Please, he has better taste.'Mark replies, walking past and catching the water bottle Namjoon throws to him.

'Hey!" Jackson pouts, and Jinyoung laughs.

'He's right.I've got much better taste.' His eyes trail down Marks bare chest, biting down on his lip and Mark nearly chokes on his own spit. Jesus christ Jinyoung.

Mark grins at that, pulling Jinyoung in by his tank top and placing a quick kiss to his neck.

'Ew, gross.' Jackson calls from behind them.

'Stop your young lovers canoodling!' Hoseok yells from the benches, calling a shocked hey! when Namjoon squirts half of his water bottle into his face.

'Who said we were canoodling?' Jinyoung asks teasingly, brows raised as he leans into Mark.'It's just Mark, he's obsessed with me.' He points a finger at the red head and Mark shakes his head in embarrassment.

Jackson laughs and highfives Jinyoung.'He just want's you for your body man, I tried to tell yo-OW.'

Mark kicks his best friend in the shin and pulls Jinyoung back towards him, gaze predatory.'Oh really?I'm obsessed am I?"

Jinyoung giggles, eyes crinkling and puts a hand on Marks bare chest,eliciting tingles through the red head's body.'Yeah, you can't get enough of me hyung.'

'Yah, get back to practice before I prove to everyone just how much you want me.' Mark leans to whisper in his ear, breath tickling the youngers chin. Jinyoung grins, cheeks dusted a light pink as he turns away to go grab his water, yelping and jolting forwards when Mark lightly smacks his butt.

'Yah!' He looks at Mark, cheeks now red and Mark just grins, throwing him a wink.

'Save your winks for me Jinyoungie.'

Jinyoung pokes his tongue out and heads over to sit with Sungjae and Hakyeon, trying not to act like he's just had his ass slapped by his boyfriend infront of everyone.

'Dude, how do you do it?" Jackson asks, voice amused. Mark looks up, brows raised.

'Do what?"

'Hold back.' Jackson continues, as though Mark should know completely what he's talking about.

Mark takes a sip from his water and looks at his friend, still confused.'Hold back what?'

Jackson sighs dramatically, stepping closer and lowering his voice.'When was the last time you did anything remotely sexual?I mean, how are you holding up? Theres no way you've done it with Jinyoung yet, that boy's more innocent than Professor Lu, and the only company that mans ever had is his dog.'

Mark nearly chokes on his water, cheeks flushing unwantedly as he looks at his friend.Oh god.
I should have known he'd bring this up.

'You really wanna talk about this?" He asks, trying to ignore the way his body is heating up.

'Yeah.I mean,I'm struggling man.I'm really struggling.' Jackson whines,'I'm scared if I don't use my balls anymore they'll fall off.'

Mark rolls his eyes at how dramatic his friend is and shakes his head.'Just control yourself idiot.'

'Yeah I'm trying, but Bam Bam is more dirty minded than we thought ok.He keeps like, dropping things right infront of me and bending over-'

'Ew, please don't say that kinda stuff to me.' Mark sighs.'Atleast wait until he's seventeen.'

'Dude, I'd messed around with atleast three people by then.' Jackson replies, and Mark rolls his eyes.

'Yeah, but you're trash. Bam Bam isn't. Don't do anything unless he want's it man.'

'I know that, I'm trying to control myself but it's kinda hard when he's practically backing up on my dic-'

'Please, please end my life so I don't have to listen to this anymore.'

'How have you and Jinyoung not done anything yet though? Seriously, I'm surprised you're not crawling everywhere from the weight of your heavy balls dragging you dow-' Jackson starts, voice way too loud.

'I swear to god Jackson, I will disown you as a friend.'

Jackson chuckles, 'You love me too much.'

'Ew.'

'Seriously though man.You guy's haven't done anything?" Jackson sounds more serious this time and Mark sighs inwardly, heat creeping up his neck.

'No we haven't.'He mutters, and Jackson's eyes widen for a fraction of a second.

'Why not?'

'I don't know.. it's just never been the right time y'know? Theres always people around, and Jinyoung's pretty shy. I'm his first after all, and I don't wanna scare him.'

Jackson nods in understanding.'We really are suckers for our boyfriends huh?"

Mark chuckles,'Yeah, we are.'

'Still, I don't know how you're controlling yourself.I have to excuse myself to the bathroom everytime Bam sits on my lap."

Mark groans in disgust, eyes trained on their team members as they chat on the benches.He watches Jinyoung, the way he throws his head back as he laughs, neck exposed and glistening with sweat.
Ugh. I don't know how I'm controlling myself either.

Don't get me wrong, there have been moments. Moments where we've been too close,the heat too much. But then someone either interrupts or Jinyoung breaks away. What am I supposed to do?

'Believe me, it's hard.'He finally answers, and Jackson snickers. It's only been around a month since he and Jinyoung started dating, and they've only actually known eachother for about three months in total,though the tension had always been there.
It hasn't actually been that long. He really has nothing to be complaining about.
I'm just a mess.

'I don't think you'll have to wait long anyway, Jinyoung's a bit too interested in looking at your dick lately.'

Mark raises his brows, 'What?"

'Have you not noticed?Everytime you run, or when you're like sitting down his eyes just kinda drop to mini Mark and it'd take a fucking earthquake to get him to look away. He's been checking you out every chance he gets lately. Our little Jinyoungie is thirsty for that-'

Mark shoves his friend in the face and walks away, cheeks burning involuntarily as he tries to cool himself down and drink the remainder of his water.
Has he really been checking me out?
It's Jinyoung though, he's so innocent.​

Is he really though? He thinks back to all of the times Jinyoung's been more than a little flirty, the time he made sexual innuendos and the look he'd given the elder that time on the camping trip when he'd removed his shirt.
He sighs, running a hand through his hair as Coach calls them back to regroup for the rest of practice.Theres no way he's going to be able to stop thinking about this now.Thanks a lot Jackson.
I really am a mess.

They're halfway through the last half of their practice game when Jackson nudges him, expression serious and eyes trained on the balcony of the hall where the rest of the spectator seats are.
Mark looks up from the court, following Jackson's gaze and frowns.

'What the hell is Han doing here?" He looks back to Jackson, eyes narrowed. Jackson shakes his head, unimpressed. Professor Han is standing there, eyes trained on the game, or a certain someone.

'Take a guess.' He nods his head towards Jinyoung, who's busy defending at the other end of the court and Mark glares, anger burning in his chest.

'Won't this guy get the message?' He fumes, swearing under his breath.

'Whatever, he's not getting anywhere closer to Jinyoung anyway.' Jackson mutters, gaze intense.'Not if we can help it.'

Mark nods, but he's still angry. Can he make it anymore obvious?

Whatever.
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It's later that night when Jackson finds him, eyes lit wickedly and mouth twisted into a grin.

Mark knows that look, and he's not sure he want's to be a part of whatever shit plan Jackson has. Jackson's plans always go wrong, and he isn't in the mood for a months worth of detention.

'Guess who's breaking into the school pool?'

Oh god.

'How the hell did you get access to the school pool?' Mark asks, putting down his game controller. Jackson just grins, holding up a set of keys.

'Maybe a senior on the swim team owed me. Grab your swimsuit.'

'What, wait-'

'Jinyoung's coming.'

'Gimme five minutes.'

By the time they reach the pool it's midnight. He and Jackson have to hide behind several walls as they sneak through the building towards the sports block on the bottom floor, nearly running into teachers or school security. Jackson of course has to act as dramatic as possible, ducking behind walls and making hand signals and crawling on the floor like a cat until Mark kicks him in the butt and tells him to hurry up before they really are caught.

When they reach the doors Jinyoung, Jaebum and Bam Bam are already there, swimming trunks in hand and eyes alight with mischief as Jackson unlocks the doors.

'Since when do you break the rules?"Mark smirks, sidling up to Jinyoung.

Jinyoung just grins, 'Believe me, Private schools have their trouble makers too hyung.'

Mark feel's a smile make it's way onto his face and shakes his head, following the rest into the room. Jackson locks the door behind them, already pulling his shirt off and throwing his snapback onto one of the benches.

The lights are left off so they aren't discovered of course, though the moonlight filters through the large windows and the spotlights buried in the walls of the pool make everything look inviting.
Mark shrugs his own shirt off, ducking behind a bench like the others to change into his trunks. When he re-emerges the others are already out, and he really can't be blamed for the way his eyes rake over Jinyoung's toned abs and pale, milky skin.

'Who's jumping in first?'Jackson's voice cuts through his mind, shaking him out of his thoughts. He looks away from Jinyoung, heat creeping up his neck. He still hasn't forgotten what Jackson had said earlier, and it's already wrecking him a little as he watches Jinyoung stretch and run a hand through his hair. He's also pretty sure he see's Jackson smirk at him too, but chooses to ignore it.

'I thought you were jumping in first.' Jaebum says, standing beside Jackson as he goes to stand beside the pool.

'No way.' Jackson shakes his head and Jaebum rolls his eyes, bringing his hand up.

'Really? Sorry but you are-' He grins wickedly before he pushes Jackson hard, the younger yelling out as he falls, a huge splash echoing throughout the room as the others laugh.

Jackson emerges, spluttering and glaring up at them all.'I hate you all.I got you all in here!"

'Babe stop complaining.' Bam Bam laughs, rolling his eyes before he jumps in straight after, another splash ringing out.

Soon they all jump in, Jaebum last. They laugh, splashing the water at eachother, Jackson nearly screeching as Bam Bam throws himself ontop of him.

Mark watches, grin wide. The water is warm, soothing his body as he swims out to the deeper end. He floats on his back, smile on his face as he listens to the others laugh.

He swims back eventually, movements lithe and fast as he zero's up behind an unsuspecting Jinyoung and grabs him by the waist, startling the other boy into a scream.

'Yah!" Jinyoung yells, smacking Mark in the chest as the elder laughs loudly, hands still round hisboyfriends waist.

'You're cute.' Mark finally murmurs, his face moving closer to Jinyoungs. Jinyoung rolls his eyes and pulls Mark in closer, lips connecting with his. The kiss tastes of clorine and Jinyoung, lips soft and supple and Mark can't help but smile into it, fingers trailing patterns on the youngers waist beneath the water. Every touch feels heated, electricity jolting through his veins as Jinyoung runs his fingers down his spine.

Before he knows it Jinyoung's taking his hand, dragging him to the shallow end so they can both stand.

'What are you doi-' Mark begins, but he's silenced as Jinyoung meets his eyes, something dark in them as he zero's in on him, placing a hand against the edge of the pool either side of the red head, locking him in place.

Mark's heart is pretty much pummelling in his chest, and he vaguely registers Bam Bam's shrieks of delight and Jackson's laughter in the background, Jaebum floating on his back somewhere further down.
Then Jinyoung's kissing him again,lips pliant and eager and Mark surrenders because Jinyoung is dangerous, so dangerous. He pushes closer, chest against Marks and the elder feels his breath hitch, his skin flushing.

He's making it extremely hard for me not to drag him back to my room right now and-

His thoughts are silenced as Jinyoung's tongue slips into his mouth, and he sighs contentedly, his own tongue moving to meet the youngers. Jinyoung's body curves into his and he bites back a moan, hands running over the boy's back and waist.
His fingers act of their own accord, one hand running along the top of Jinyoung's waist band before they dip inside, trailing along the skin.

Jinyoung tugs on his bottom lip with his teeth and Mark releases a shuddering breath.
Oh fuck it. He thinks, before he dips a hand into the back of the boy's trunks, fingers lightly gripping his left left cheek.

Jinyoung's breath stutters and he presses impossibly closer, deepening the kiss. Mark smirks into the kiss, thumb running over the soft skin of Jinyoung's butt.
'Your ass is perfect.' He whispers into the kiss, breathless and broken and Jinyoung whimpers kissing marks along the red head's jaw and neck.

Marks head lolls back as Jinyoung sucks a mark into the pale skin, the red head sighing at the feeling of his boyfriend so close.
He's trying desperately to push his arousal down, though he can already feel himself growing hard. He'll have to stop them, before Jinyoung gets hard too otherwise Jackson will never let them live.

'Jinyoung..' He sighs,hand finally slipping out of his trunks reluctantly as he tries to look at the younger. Jinyoung eventually looks up, eyes bright and hazy and cheeks flushed and Mark has to bite his lip to stop himself from whimpering because Jesus Christ.

'We need to stop before the others see.' He murmurs, voice thick.

'Oh believe me, we've seen already.' A voice cuts through and Mark looks behind Jinyoung, eyes wide to see Jackson and Bam Bam, gazes shit eating and smiles way too amused.

Shit.

Jinyoung looks just embarrassed, fanning his red face and running a hand through his hair as Jackson giggles, shooting Mark a knowing smirk.

Oh god. Mark thinks, Brilliant.

Eventually they all get out and dry off, Mark trying his best not to look Jackson or Bam Bam in the eye. Jaebum is a little clueless, having not been paying attention from the other side of the pool.
Jinyoung's still looking embarrassed, drying his hair with a towel as he bites his bottom lip, cheeks pink.

Marks about to say something when voices startle them.

'Shit.' Jackson whispers, grabbing the keys from the bench. They're all dressed pretty bad, shirts half buttoned and trousers unzippered but noone can really find it in themselves to care as the voices get closer to the doors on the south side.
Jackson sprints to the doors on the north side, fighting to unlock them before he's throwing them open, pushing Bam Bam through, then Jaebum.
They wait for Jackson to lock the door, alert as they listen out for other teachers. Coming out of the north exit means a longer route back to their rooms but it's their only choice.
What teachers need the pool at one am anyway?

They begin down the corridor, eager to reach their rooms. Unfortunately Jackson's a little too eager, and manages to run into a potted plant, knocking the whole thing to the floor.
Theres a horrible moment of silence, everybody looking at eachother with wide eyes, and then the shouting begins.

'You there! All of you shouldn't be out at this time!" A gruff voice shouts up from down the corridor, and Mark looks up to see one of the schools security guards making his way towards them, flashlight shining in their direction.

'Oh shit!" Jackson swears, before he grabs Bam Bam's wrist and pulls the boy the other way, ducking into another corridor.

'Typical.'Jaebum sighs, then he's sprinting off after them.

Mark doesn't even think, just grabs Jinyoung's hand, not caring about his embarrassment from earlier as he sprints after them all. Jinyoung follows, bare feet slapping against the floor as he grips Marks hand tighter.

They turn right down another dark corridor just as a flashlight shines on them from behind, the security guard closing in, voice loud.

'Shit!" He hears Bam Bam curse, though a giggle bubbles up his throat and soon he's laughing.

At one point Jaebum skids into them, all three of them nearly falling and Jackson's laughing now, almost hysterically. Jinyoung lets out a chuckle and Mark grins, tugging him down the corridors as they listen to the guards heavy breathing far behind them.

'We need to split up!' Jackson calls, amusement still in his voice as they approach two corridors, both of which lead to their dorms.

Without even stopping Mark signals that he's taking Jinyoung left, passing his best friend and giving him a highfive as he skitters off, laugh on his tongue and eyes bright because it's been a while since he felt the thrill of adventure and chase.

He can hear the guards annoyed confusion of who to chase as he skids into the corridor, dragging an amused Jinyoung with him.

'Shit.' Jinyoung pants, laughter in his voice.'I can hear jackson laughing from here.'

Mark grins, careful to duck behind walls as they navigate the halls and encounter a few teachers.

'This is why we always got caught, that fucking loudmouth.' Mark chuckles breathlessly, and Jinyoung snickers, hand tightening around Marks.

They slow to a jog as Mark pulls his boyfriend into the entrace to their year groups dorms, winding down the hallways and towards Jinyoung and Jaebum's room through the sheet of darkness. They can't hear the others, so they mustn't be back yet.

'Hopefully they make it.' Mark chuckles, and Jinyoung grins as they approach his room.

'They better, or Jaebum will kill Jackson.'

Mark leans in , hand still grasping Jinyoung's and kisses him lightly, both of them still breathless from running. Jinyoung kisses back though, body warm and hair wet.
'I'll see you tomorrow.' Mark breathes eventually, letting go of the younger.When he looks into the others eyes he knows that something has changed between them, and something important at that. It's good though, the change,and as he smiles at him he knows that Jinyoung is just as ready as he is, to give him all of himself.

Jinyoung grins, nodding as he pushes the door open and slips in.

'Seeyou tomorrow.'

Later on when Jackson returns with a very red face and laboured breathing Mark just snorts a laugh.

'The guard was in worse condition, pretty sure he had to sit down outside the science corridor and take a break.' Jackson murmurs into the dark, and the red head just chuckles, shaking his head.

'Just like old times.'

'Yeah.' Jackson grins, shrugging his shirt off.'Just like old times.'

Mark closes his eyes and relaxes into his blankets, smile on his face.

16. Caught out

It's a rainy Friday afternoon when Professor Kim bursts into Marks last period English class.
He's sweating, eyes alert and breathing a little hard as though he's ran all the way here, and as soon as Mark see's him his heart stops because he knows something's up.
He exchanges a look with Jinyoung next to him, the other looking just as alarmed and then Professor Kim is whispering something to their teacher and stalking towards the two, voice low as he speaks.

'Jinyoung, you need to come with me.' His voice is panicked, firm and full of rushed authority.

Mark's looks between the two, concern making his pulse race. 'What, why?'

Jinyoung stands without words, ignoring the confused looks of their classmates as Professor Kim grabs his arm to escort him out of the room. Up in front their teacher looks just as concerned, as though he's worried for the younger boy and then it clicks in Marks mind.
Jinyoung's in danger.

He stands, grabbing Jinyoung's other arm to stop them going.'What's going on?' He hisses, blood roaring in his ears. Jinyoung can probably see that he's openly panicking now, eyes wide and lips parted as he waits for an answer.
Professor Kim shakes his head, unable to say.The elder man is impatient though, Mark can see that much and worry pierces through his heart again.
Jinyoung reaches forward and grips his hand in his suddenly, grip warm and firm and full of reassurance.

'Stay here, I'll be fine.' He whispers, before he's breaking the grip and letting Professor Kim drag him out of the classroom. He hears the Professor murmur the words 'I've got him, heading for safehouse now.' And his heart pummels against his chest in fear.
Safehouse?

Marks left sitting there, confused and a little scared as he watches them dissappear.
What the hell just happened?

It only takes about ten long seconds for Mark to realise that theres no way he's letting Jinyoung go alone if something's happening, and then he's getting back up out of his seat and sprinting from the room, ignoring the classes shocked glances and his teachers shouting to come back.

He races down the corridor, heart racing as he searches for Jinyoung. He spots him and Professor Kim at the far end of the corridor almost running themselves as the elder grips onto Jinyoung's wrist to keep him close.

Mark runs after them, fast enough to catch up in seconds and grab Jinyoung's hand. Jinyoung startles, head whipping around and then relaxes, eyes softening as they meet Marks.'What are you doing here?"

As soon as Professor Kim see's him he sighs, but motions for them to continue down the corridor anyway, the elder looking both concerned and alert as they keep to the sides. He has a walkie talkie with him, his movements swift as they duck into a small corridor. The corridors are mostly empty, but theres something eerie about it, as though they're not the only ones here.

'As if I'd let you go alone.' Mark murmurs next to Jinyoung, and the younger's hand tightens around his in reply.

Suddenly the walkie talkie crackles into life, a gruff voice on the other end that Mark recognises as one of the school's security guards.

'Target accuired, heading for the science block, get out of there!'

Wait. What? What target?

Then it hits him. Theres someone in the school after Jinyoung.

Mark then realises with a sickening jolt that they're in the science block, right where the guy is heading.

His grip tightens on Jinyoung's hand protectively, mind whirring as Professor Kim peers round into the main corridor then motions for them to follow, walkie talkie in hand as he leads them.
They don't run, deciding not to draw attention to themselves and soon they're making their way down to the bottom floor, quiet as they can be.

'Heading for the safehouse, keep your eyes locked on the target.'

'We've lost him, get to the safehouse as quick as possible!"

'Shit.' Professor Kim swears, eyes narrowed as he glances around them and Mark hears Jinyoung's breath catch, the younger beginning to panic.

Somewhere in the distance theres the sound of a loud bang, and all three of them jump, Mark grabbing Jinyoung and pulling him close.

'Turn left now!' Professor Kim yells, pushing them forward as they sprint down the corridor.'The room at the end of the corridor!'

They race for it hand in hand, Marks heart in his throat as he practically drags a scared Jinyoung behind him. They reach the door and that's when Mark realises he knows exactly what room this is.
Behind them Professor Kim is standing at the end of the corridor speaking into his walkie talkie.He looks worried, gaze alert and intense as he looks around, then he's sprinting towards them, pulling a key out of his pocket.

'Since when did you know about the underground rooms?' Mark asks, brows raised in confusion despite his blood sitll rushing in his ears from the fear of being caught.

'Please,I'm a teacher. We all know about your little parties underground.' He says, before he's pushing the door open and pushing them inside, closing it behind them and locking it as quickly as he can.
They travel further down the hall and he unlocks the other door, locking that behind them too.

'We treat this place as a safehouse, though we rarely need to use it.' He sighs, leaning back against the door as he brings the walkie to his lips.

'Made it to the safehouse, have you accquired the target yet?"

'Target accquired, thankgod you made it to the safehouse in time, he wasn't far behind.'

Professor Kim releases, raking a hand through his hair. 'Lucky us.Send the guards in for him, call the detectives.'

'Yes sir.' The voice answers, then the walkie is crackling and the room's silent once more.
The tension is thick, Jinyoung's hand in his shaking a little and Mark bites his lip, his own heart racing.Are they safe?

He takes a deep breath and turns to Professor Kim, in desperate need of answers.'What the hell is going on?" he finally asks, and the elder man sighs, taking a step forward and sitting in a chair.

'We recieved a call from the security team earlier, someone having spotted an unidentified man moving throughout the school. We got his face on camera and ran it through the systems, and low and behold, the exact man Jinyoung described to me last week, the one that chased you both.'

'CTW's guard..' Jinyoung breathes, voice shaky.

Mark takes another breath.Shit. 'He broke in to get Jinyoung?'

Professor Kim nods and Marks fists clench, hand tightening around his boyfriends as he runs a hand through his hair and sighs.'They'll catch him right?"

'Yeah, we plan on asking him a few questions too.'

Mark nods, fairly relieved. Jinyoung leans into him, resting his cheek on his shoulder and Mark wraps an arm around him to comfort the younger.

'Hey, it'll be ok.' He murmurs,'I won't let anything happen to you.'

Jinyoung just nods, voice weak when he finally speaks.'It was only a matter of time until they came for me.'

Something in Marks chest clenches.'I promise, they won't get you.'

'How do you know?" Jinyoung's voice is small, and Mark tries to pretend that their teacher isn't there as he bends and cups Jinyoung's face in his hands, meeting his eyes.

'Because you're mine.'

Jinyoung's eyes widen in shock for a moment, as though he can't believe that he's just said that infront of their teacher, and then he's smiling softly, a light chuckle leaving his throat.

'Fair enough.'

Mark grins, before pulling him close and running a hand over his back. He doesn't miss the amused look professor Kim shoots them and rolls his eyes at the elder man, glaring when he chuckles.

Finally the walkie talkie bursts back into life, the security guards voice breathless.'We've caught him, detective is on his way. We've checked the whole school for any more but nothing came up.The guy came in here alone. You can bring the kid back up now, he's safe.'

Mark sighs in relief, Jinyoung leaning against him and releasing a shuddering breath of his own.

'Last lesson is over now, head back up and grab your stuff then head to the dining hall for dinner.' Professor Kim tells them, voice firm.'And I mean this when I say it, do not tell anyone about this.Only people you trust, if the wrong person was to find out...'

'Who would we-' Mark begins, but the professor stops him.

'Trust noone.Only those you're closest too.'

Jinyoung and Mark both nod in answer, and then they're leaving the room.

The hallways are a little busy as they leave, various year groups hanging around or making their way to the dininghall for dinner. Mark keeps his hand wrapped around Jinyoung, Professor Kim in front and it's only when they're almost back to their classroom that a voice interrupts them all.

'Very rare to see you with Jinyoung.Usually you deal with the troublesome students, everything ok?'

'Ah, Professor Han.' Professor Kim says, shooting the other man a look. Mark tenses beside Jinyoung, pulling him behind himself by a fraction.

'Everything's fine.' Mark finally says, voice harsher than he intends it to be. Jinyoung squeezes his hand and Professor Kim bites his lip, before turning back to Professor Han who's eyes have narrowed.

'Jinyoung, remember my offer for after school tutoring is still open.' The elder man says, and Jinyoung's silent for a moment before nodding, meeting the other mans eyes.

'Yes sir.' He replies, though Mark can hear the slight annoyance in his voice.
Jeez, how many times has he asked to private tutor him?
Talk about obvious.

'Anyway, we'll be on our way.' Professor Kim states, patting Marks shoulder.He smiles lightly at Professor Han before he's bidding him goodbye and pushing the two boy's forward and down the corridor.

'Stay away from him especially.' Professor Kim murmurs, voice low, and Jinyoung and Mark both nod.'Always keep someone around you, don't allow yourself to be alone with him ever Jinyoung, I mean it.'

'Yes sir.' Jinyoung nods.

As they reach the end of the corridor Mark turns his head to look behind them one last time, and his heart almost stops when he see's Professor Han is still staring at them go.
He narrows his eyes at the man, protectively sliding an arm around Jinyoungs shoulders and then turns away, mind racing with thoughts as they head back to class to grab their stuff.

I know your game, and you won't win.

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'Wait, What happened?' Jackson's voice is loud, an increadulous look on his face as he stares between them, eyes wide and jaw slack. It's almost comical, his look, but Mark and Jinyoung are still reeling from the afternoons events, they don't really have much room to laugh.

'Is that why everyones teachers suddenly went weird?' Youngjae asks, spooning rice into his mouth.

'Went weird?" Jinyoung asks, brows furrowed.

'Yeah.'Jaebum nods from next to Youngjae.'They all got this email, then went quiet and locked the doors before resuming teaching.It was pretty creepy.'
He leans across Youngjae to touch Jinyoungs arm, expression concerned.'Are you ok though? Nothing happened?'

Jinyoung shakes his head.'Yeah I'm fine, just a little shaken still. Honestly this has happened to me before, but that was when I had a personal guard. This was different..'

Mark brings a hand up to comfortingly rub against the youngers back, and Jinyoung melts into the touch.

'So what did they do when they caught him?' Bam Bam asks,eyes worried.

'He was taken for questioning. He'll probably be arrested though, Professor Kim is going to tell us later.'Mark says, voice quiet.'We can't say anything though, to anyone else.It's dangerous.'

'Anything to protect our Jinyoung'ah.' Jackson leans across and pats Jinyoung's back,ruffling the younger's hair. Jinyoung rolls his eyes but smiles anyway.

'Thanks, really.'
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Later when Professor Kim finds them it's with a knock on Mark and Jackson's bedroom door.

Jinyoung's sitting with Jackson and Jaebum on Marks bed, and Marks the one to answer the door and let the man in.

'So what happened?' He asks as the elder sits down, gaze intent.

'He's definitely a member of CTW, the head guard actually.He's quite valuable it seems.' Professor Kim begins. Jinyoung nods, alert as he listens.

'I thought so.'

'He wasn't eager to give us information as you can imagine, but he's currently locked in a cell for having connections to a possible murder and attempted murder case.'

'So Jinyoung's safe for now?" Jackson asks, and the elder hesitates.

'It's hard to say.'

Jaebum swears and Jinyoung looks at his lap. Mark runs a hand through his hair, voice firm as he looks at the others and speaks.

'How long is he locked away for? I read that suspects can only be locked up for about a month unless further information that proves they're connected is found.'

'You're right.' Professor Kim sighs.'So we have thirty days from now to solve this whole thing, or he'll be released.'

'Shit.' Jackson mumbles, and Jinyoung's hands curl into fists in his lap. Mark can feel his heart racing a little, a lump forming in his throat. He's scared, scared for Jinyoung.

'I'd like to know how he got in here in the first place. Their arent cameras near the entrance he got through,and that entrance only opens from the inside so that means someone let him in themselves. We just don't know who.'

Immediately Mark and Jackson shoot eachother a look, and it's Jackson who pipes up."I think we know exactly who.'

Professor Kim's eyes widen, before it clicks for him too.'You think it was Professor Han?'

'He's pretty suspicious.'Mark begins, eyes wide.'And it's funny how he appeared right after that guy had been caught...'

Professor Kim sighs, muttering something under his breath as he runs a hand through his hair.'It adds up, but we need proof.We can't just run round telling the detectives that it's Han when theres no way to prove it, they'll laugh in our faces.'

'So what do we do?' Jaebum asks voice tight.

'Don't you see?' Jackson asks, eyes bright.'We prove it.'

Mark scoffs.'Yeah?How?"

Jackson bites his lip, face serious.'You're probably not going to like the sound of this...'

Mark immediately catches on, and his frown deepens.'No way.'

'Mar-'

'No.'

'What is it?" Jaebum asks, confused as he looks between them. Professor Kim watches with a brow raised.

Theres a chuckle between them and it comes from Jinyoung, who's smiling slighty.' He wan'ts me to be bait.'

Jaebum's eyes widen and Mark's narrow, shaking his head.

'I'm not letting it happen.'

'Bait?How?'

'We all know how obsessed with Jinyoung Han is.' Jackson begins, ignoring Marks protests.'He's been on at him for private tutoring for months. Maybe if we give him what he wants, we can film the room, see if anything suspicous happens. Of course one of us will be nearby to jump in once problems start, and the rest of us will be near too. A video of the guy confessing who he is is surely enough proof right?"

Professor Kim chuckles.'Yeah, It's a good plan but it put's Jinyoung in danger.'

'Exactly.' Mark nods, crossing his arms.'It's not happening.'

Jackson sighs.'Fine, think of your own plan.'

'How about we reserve that as plan B?" Jaebum asks, voice tentative.'Just because it's a pretty good plan.'

'N-' Mark begins, but he's silenced by Jinyoung.

'I agree.I'll do what I have to do.'

Mark stares at his boyfriend, eyes wide in shock.'This is not happening.'

'Mark.' Jinyoung looks at him, eyes wide.'Please.If it's the way to end it then it's the way to end it. It's only plan B right?We might even think of something better.'

Mark glowers.'But you'll be in danger-'

'I know you'll be there to protect me though.' He whispers, and Mark sighs because he's right, Of course I'll protect him.
I just don't want to risk it.

'Fine.' He sighs heavily, shaking his head.'But it's only plan B.We're thinking of something else too.'

The others nod, and Jinyoung leans into him, hand entwining with his.

'So what now?" Jackson asks, brows raised.

'We carry on as normal.' Professor Kim sighs.'Think of a plan to expose Professor Han that doesn't put Jinyoung in danger. I have meeting with the detectives next week, they think they might have a lead on the dissapearance of Jinyoung's parents.'

Jinyoung tenses next to Mark, and the red head glances at him, running his thumb over the skin of the youngers hand.

'Theres still no word on them?" Jinyoung asks, voice small.

Professor Kim shakes his head.'Theres a rumour that your mother escaped the fire like you, but your father...' The elder man trails off and Jinyoung nods, unable to meet his gaze.

'I'm sorry Jinyoung. We're not one hundred percent sure yet though ok? Let me know if you remmeber anything else, that could be key to your parents fate.'

Jinyoung nods and the teacher get's up to leave, bidding them goodnight. He stops by the door and looks at Mark, expression serious.

'Protect him where you can.But be careful yourself Mark.I know what a risk taker you are, you and Jackson. This isn't another one of your adventures that ends in detention - theres a different punishment in order this time if you get caught.'

The words pierce the red head's chest, and he nods, eyes meeting the elder mans.'I'll be careful.'

'Good.' He murmurs, before he leaves, the door closing behind him.

Mark sighs, moving to sit back down with the others.'Looks like shit just got serious.'

Later that night when he's laying down in bed, Jinyoung asleep next to him he thinks hard about the situation.

Of course the situation is risky, but I'm used to risks. He glances at Jinyoung next to him, brushing a piece of the youngers fringe out of his face.

No matter what happens, I'll protect you.

I've always been a risk taker, and the biggest risk I ever took was you.

17. Old faces

'Dude, that movie was shit.I can't believe I wasted my hard earned money on it.' Jackson pouts as they slink out of the cinema.

Jaebum shoots him a look, brows raised.'Hard earned money? You mean the student allowance we're given each month.'

'Same thing.' Jackson shrugs, tossing his drink into the bin as the doors close behind them. Mark rolls his eyes at the boy and slings an arm around Jinyoung's shoulders, pulling the younger close to him.
Professor Kim had given them the all clear to go out tonight after Jackson had practically begged the elder because it's Friday night and we're teenage boys -let us live.

Of course he'd only agree'd aslong Jinyoung remained in the group and the boys were back before eleven pm. Not to mention two guards from the school were practically tailing them, remaining at a suitable distance incase anything kicks off.

Jinyoung smiles up at him and slides an arm under his leather jacket and across the elders waist, letting him pull him along as they make their way towards the restaurant Jackson's leading them to.

'Anyway, how would you even know it was bad?" Jaebum asks, walking next to Jackson.'You were practically eating Bam Bam's face off the whole time.'

'Hey!' Bam Bam yells from next to Jinyoung, blush creeping up his cheeks and Jackson just cackles.

'Didn't do anything he didn't like hyung.' He smirks, before turning and throwing his boyfriend a wink.

Mark and Jinyoung can't help but laugh when Bam Bam smacks the back of Jackson's head in embarrassed retaliation.

'Youngjae enjoyed the movie didn't you?' Jinyoung suddenly pipes up, glancing at the boy next to Jaebum.'You and Jaebum hyung were very engrossed.'

Youngjae flashes him a wide eyed look of embarrassment and Jaebum scratches the back of his neck, refusing to turn around and meet his eyes. Jinyoung doesn't miss Jackson's amused snicker though.
Both of the boys had probably watched less of the movie than Jackson and Bam Bam, they'd sat at the end and Jinyoung had been forced to listen to them chat about vocal classes and make private jokes he's not even sure either of them understood let alone anyone else.
It'd also been painfully cute though, so he didn't tease them.

Mark on the other hand had to force himself not to look at them in mock disgust every five minutes.

When they reach the pizza restaurant Jackson gets a table and they all sit down in the round booth, Mark next to Jinyoung who's also next to Jackson. Bam Bam sits next to him then it's Jaebum and Youngjae, looking increasingly nervous sitting next to eachother. Mark bites back a laugh when Youngjae's hand brushes against Jaebum's as they both reach for a menu and they both practically leap out of the booth, apologising to eachother with nervous high pitched voices.

Of course though,Jackson is the worst at hiding any form of emotion so when he bursts into laughter and shoots the two flustered boys a knowing look Mark isn't even surprised when both Bam Bam and Jinyoung kick him in the shins to shut him up.

'God I'm starving.' Jinyoung murmurs, ignoring Jackson's whining as the boy in the snapback rubs at his legs.

'You wanna share?' Mark asks , glancing at the younger as he looks through the menu. Jinyoung looks up, a cute smile on his face and nods.

'Sure, why not?"

'Why do we never share hyung?' Bam Bam whines, eyes on Jackson and the elder just laughs, shaking his head and draping his arm around Bam Bam.

'Bam, every lunchtime you eat practically half of my meal aswell as your own. Pizza is something I am not willing to sacrifice.'

Bam Bam pouts and Jinyoung chuckles, 'You two are like a married couple.'

'Are not.' Both Bam Bam and Jackson reply similtaenously and both Mark and Jinyoung shoot them a look , brows raised.

'Mhmm.' Jinyoung rolls his eyes,'Anyway, did you see wher-'

'Jinyoung?Is that you?'

Both Jinyoung and Mark turn as the unfamiliar voice interrupts them, and Mark watches as Jinyoung's eyes widen and the colour seem's to drain from his face.
The boy infront of them looks just as shocked, tilting his head as his eyes meet Jinyoungs.

'Why haven't you been at school?"
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Jinyoung still looks shocked, rooted into his seat as he stutters,trying to speak. The boy infront of them isn't alone, a small group of others behind them and judging by the snooty air to them they're from a private school. Jinyoung's old school.

'Seriously, where have you been?We just heard one day that you'd gone somewhere,noone would tell us where.' The boy says, concern on his face.He slowly looks at Mark and the others who are all silent now, eyes on Jinyoung and the new group.
Mark can see him literally judging them as his gaze rakes over them all, and he nearly want's to laugh because can he be anymore stuck up and obvious?

'Who is this Jinyoung?' Jackson asks, 'Your old school friends?'

Jinyoung nods slowly, clearing his throat as he speaks.'Um, something happened and I had to leave.' He says, voice scratchy.

'Are you ok?' The boy asks, eyes narrowed as he glances towards Mark who has a protective arm around Jinyoung's shoulders. He can practically read the boy's mind, knowing exactly what he want's to say. Are you ok with these people?

'I'm fine now.It's not something I can talk about.'Jinyoung says, voice calm.'I wasn't allowed to contact anyone at school, I'm sorry.'

'Are you coming back?" The guy asks, and Jinyoung tenses.

'I don't know Chanyeol.'

'Hey, Jackson Wang at your service.' Jackson suddenly cuts in, obviously reading the awkward situation. He takes a moment to glare at Mark to warn him to act like he isn't staring the other group down and the red head sighs, unwinding his arm from Jinyoung's shoulders and trying to look atleast a little bit approachable.

'You must be from Jinyoung's old school.Nice to meet you, you going to the game next friday?'Jackson continues, holding out his hand for a shake.

The boy infront, Chanyeol was it? looks down at his hand with faint disgust and Mark feel's his insides boil.Stuck up posh boys.

'Of course we'll be going to the basketball game next friday, we are on the team afterall.' Chanyeol says, voice dripping with something Mark doesn't like the sound of.

'Oh really?'Jackson says, eyes bright.'See you on the court then.'

Chanyeols eyes widen for a second, the group behind him suddenly more than interested.'You're from the boarding school?You're on the team?'

Jackson's eye twitches and Mark get's ready to pull his best friend back if he decides to try and throw a punch. Next to him Jinyoung looks ready to move too, face twisted into an uncomfortable frown.

'Actually yeah.I'm on the team with Mark and Jinyoung.'

Chanyeol looks even more shocked this time, eyes wide.'Jinyoung?You're on the team for this school?But-'

'I told you Chanyeol, there are things I can't talk about.' Jinyoung sighs, standing.'But for now I'm going to another school, and yes, I'm playing basketball.'

'Your fathe-'

'My father is missing.' Jinyoung says, voice low.

A boy behind Chanyeol looks shocked then his eyes narrow into slits.'Well well, I never took you as the rebellious type Jinyoung.'

Jinyoung glares at the boy, and Mark wonders if he should stand up too, get ready to stop Jinyoung from knocking someone out instead of Jackson.

'Shh Ikje. You''d be wrong there anyway, I know quite what the rebel Jinyoung is.' Chanyeol smirks, eyes bright.His gaze travels to Mark, and then back to Jinyoung.

'This your new boyfriend?'

Mark freezes at that, wait, new?

New?

Did Jinyoung have boyfriend before me?

Jackson's brows are so high Mark think's theyre going to fly off his head, and Jinyoung looks pretty floored too, mouth set in a firm line.

'Shutup Chanyeol.' Jinyoung glares, 'Just leave.'

'Fine, whatever.See you on the court then Jinyoung-ah.'

Jinyoung doesn't say anything, just watches them go with anger on his face and rage in his eyes.

'Well shit.' Jackson murmurs, and before he can even finish talking Marks storming off, head a mess.

Who the hell was that?Did he date Jinyoung?Am I not his first?
Shit.
What the hell..why am I so angry?

He briefly registers Jaebum call his name and Jinyoung swear as he slides the door open leading to the restaurants outside dining area. He stalks towards the back, wanting to sit down and be alone for a while whilst he tries to come to term with his thoughts.
Why didn't he tell me?

'Mark?'

He looks up but doesn't meet Jinyoung's eyes, his gaze on the space beside his boyfriends head instead.

Jinyoung sighs shakily, running a hand through his hair. 'Mark, please.'

'Who the hell was that?" He asks, voice harsher than he intended.

Jinyoung flinches but speaks anyway, voice tight.'Chanyeol, a guy in my year at Konjin.'

'Yeah, but who was he? To you.'

Jinyoung gulps loud enough for him to hear, then crouches down on the floor so he's eye level with Mark. Mark doesn't want to look into his eyes, but he forces himself, his mind still a mess.

'Chanyeol was my first kiss.' Jinyoung murmurs, as though it hurts him to say it. Mark tenses, anger flaring and Jinyoung sighs.

'But that's all he was. It was a year ago and I was still coming to terms with being attracted to guys. I was really confused, and I guess I wanted to be sure. Chanyeol was in the same boat as me, and we both decided to try kissing to see if we felt anything.'

Mark bites his lip,a little bit relieved because atleast it wasn't love, atleast they didn't date.

'Did you?" He finds himself asking, voice a whisper.

'No.' Jinyoung murmurs.'I didn't feel anything. In fact it was so bad that I thought maybe I wasn't gay after all.But then..'

Mark looks up at him, the brightness in his eyes that always seem's to be there whenever he looks the red head's way.
'Then what?'

'Then I fell in love with you.'

His heart stutters in his chest and when Jinyoung's hand comes out to entwine with his Mark meets it halfway.

'Chanyeol is stuck up and rude, much like most of the boys at my old school. He's used our kiss to annoy me ever since it happened, so I don't know why I was surprised that he bought it up.' Jinyoung sighs, eyes on their interlocked hands.

Mark sighs, pulling his boyfriend close and wrapping his arms around him.'Sorry I overreacted.'

'It's ok.'

'You're mine.'

'I know.'

'I'm yours too.'

'I know hyung.' Jinyoung grins, leaning up to kiss his cheek.'Now let's go inside, the others are waiting for us.'

'Yeah, ok.' Mark chuckles, letting Jinyoung drag him back inside the building.

When they get back Jinyoung explains everything to the others. They're completely fine about it, though Jackson makes it his new mission to beat Chanyeol and his 'dickhead friends' (in Jackson's words) in the game next week.

Jinyoung couldn't agree more.

Later on when everyone's joking around and noone's paying any attention to them Jackson leans behind Jinyoung and pokes Mark in the cheek.
Mark jolts, glaring at his friend and Jackson just smirks,shit eating grin on his face.

'What?'Mark asks, already annoyed.

'Someone got a little jealous right?'

'Fuck off.'

The others don't even bother to question Jackson's made laughter and Marks red face, only laughing when Mark grabs his snapback and throws it out the window.
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Later on that night when they're walking back to the bus stop, the others watching Jinyoung and Bam Bam dancing with eachother dramatically up ahead and laughing Mark can't help but smile.
For once, it feel's like he's enoying himself without causing trouble or risking his life.
He looks up at the sky, eyes tracing the patterns of sky littering black canvas and he's just about to look back down again when he feel's a warm hand take his, the fingers fitting perfectly between his.

'You know.' Jinyoung whispers in his ear, breath ghosting against his skin.

'There are a million stars up there, an endless sea.'

Mark smiles, and Jinyoung leans even closer if it's possible, voice low.

'But the one that shines the brightest is you.'

Mark doesn't even bother to hide the uncontrollable grin that lights up his face as he looks down and meets Jinyoung's eyes, a blush creeping up his cheeks.

Jinyoung's smiling at him and it's full of something sweet and next level adoration that leaves him breathless and his heart skittering in his chest.

He giggles, fucking giggles. Get a hold of yourself Mark.
'You're so cheesy.' He mumbles, burying his head into Jinyoung's neck, and the younger just laughs, stroking his hair.

'I have plenty more where that comes from.' Jinyoung murmurs, and Mark kind of want's to hit himself to snap out of it because a very big part of him can't wait to hear them all.

18. Hitman

'Alright team, doing good! Let's take a five minute break then talk strategy and hit the showers, next practice is Thursday.' Coaches voice echo's out across the hall as everyone stops what they're doing,slinking breathlessly towards the teacher and hitting the floor where they lay for a few minutes to calm their hard worked bodies.
Mark's barely even able to speak, throat ragged and breathing painful as he fans himself with his hand.

'Shit.' Jackson pants, voice rough as he wipes sweat from his forehead and throws himself dramatically onto the hard ground next to Mark. Mark almost winces at how hard he hits the floor.

'These practices are getting tougher, huh?" Namjoon asks, chest rising and falling as he plops down on the floor next to them. His face is a little red and he looks almost lifeless.

Though Mark isn't really listening to either of the two boy's next to him, his attention is more focused on someone else, and he's not even all that ashamed anymore.
If a sheen of sweat looks good on anyone, it's Park Jinyoung, that's for sure.

Marks eyes follow the younger as he traipses over to the waterbottle crate, pulling some out and tossing them to his team members. He's breathing harshly, sweat running down his skin and hair mussed from running his hand through it in frustration during practice.
Mark swallows hard, turning away as something burns low in his stomach.
Does perving on my boyfriend make me such a creep?
Either way, it'd be embarrassing to be caught.

Though judging by the look Jackson gives him when he returns his attention back to his best friend he's already been caught out anyway.

'You're gross.' Jackson mumbles, and Mark immediately feel's an embarrassed blush rising to his cheeks.

'W-what the hell? I'm no-'

'Dude, stop mentally fucking your sweaty boyfriend infront of the whole team, and coach.' Jackson snickers,and Mark just sighs because he doesn't even have the energy to kick the guy.

'I swear to go-' He begins, but he stops abruptly as a warm, familar body throws itself down next to him. Jackson raises his brows suggestively and goes back to talking to Namjoon.

'Are you that much of an old man that you get tired after a game now?" Jinyoung asks, voice light and teasing, though breathless enough to have Marks heart racing with other thoughts.
He looks at the younger, the way he's lying next to him, eyes locking onto his own. His chest is rising and falling, sweat making his skin glow and fringe damp.

Good god you're testing my patience.

'Old man?' He finally asks, brows raised.'Believe me, my stamina is better than a 60 year old.'

Jinyoung smirks, eyes flitting to Marks collarbone and the bare skin of his chest showing from his low tanktop.'You sure about that hyung?'

Mark snickers, eyes holding Jinyoung's when they move back up to meet his.'Wanna find out?' His voice is low, seductive.

Jinyoung flushes, and Mark has to hold himself back from either laughing or kissing him full on infront of everyone there as he admires the way it trails down his neck and chest.
He looks shy, and completely adorable.
You have no idea what you do to me idiot.

'We'll see.' Jinyoung finally murmurs, voice a whisper and eyes bright.

Well this is a new development.

He's about to speak again when both his and Jinyoung's names are called, both boy's pushing themselves up from their lounging positions to sit as they look at the coach, who's holding his clipboard.
The rest of the team is already sitting, some casting them amused sideways glances.

'Finished with your lovers chat?' Coach asks, a hint of amusement in his voice and Mark coughts, feeling an embarrassed blush creep up his cheeks as the rest of the team chuckles.
I'm officially a loser.

'Now, let's talk strategy.' Coach grins.'There are two groups of people I want to stick together. Two groups that I know work well with eachother.Everyone on this team will play a part in our inevitable win, but these two groups will be the most active in the game.'

Mark glances at Jackson, knowing one of the groups will be them.Ever since they both joined the team they'd been called the star couple, always used the most during games.

'The first group is Namjoon and Hoseok.You two are great at defense, use it to your advantage, you've known eachother for a while too, use your connection as friends to read eachothers next moves.I'll talk to you about more in detail next practice.'

The two boy's nod, highfiving eachother as though they'd expected their names to be called all along.

Coach then reads his clipboard again,voice booming as he speaks.'The next group, it's pretty obvious but Mark and Jackson, you'll both work close together too.'

Jackson flashes him a grin which Mark returns.

'You're both in the same situation as Namjoon and Hoseok, work well together as always.'

They both nod, though before they can say anything else Coach is speaking again.

'And of course, Jinyoung-ah, you'll be joining them.'

Jinyoung's brows shoot up, shock on his face.'Oh, really?"

Coach chuckles.'Do not forget that this team is a team, and we all work together.That's more important than anything.But every year I pick out a select few individuals that work well together to try and boost the skill of the team.It increases the probability of us winning, but it also improves the player. I think i'd be a fool to pass up the chance to let you shine when you do so well.'

Jinyoung's still shocked, but manages to mumble a pleased thankyou as a few of the team members pat his back and congratulate him. Mark grins, ruffling his boyfriends hair as a wave of pride washes over him.

'I've put you with Mark mainly, as I've observed how well you two work together. Despite the differences in personality your minds seem to read eachother perfectly, and that's a key element to game play.'

Mark nods at the same time Jinyoung does, happy that he'll get to play his favourite game alongside his favourite two people.
We get to work together.

'Now, I'll draft up the other groupings tonight, though remember just like I said, we are a team. Do not neglect the team members you are not paired with. Putting you into vague groupings is just my way of sorting the team members that work best together. You will still all respond to eachother, as you all work well as one team anyway.Now hit the showers, you're stinking up my gym.'

The team calls in approval and assent, shouting their goodbye's as they begin to jog to the showers,eager to wash this practice's grime off of them. Jinyoung offers Mark his hand and pulls him up just as Jackson appears and wedges himself between the two, slinging an arm over each boy's shoulders.

'So, the top three huh?'

Mark tuts, rolling his eyes.'We're not the top three.'

'So what?We might aswell be!" Jackson grins, and Jinyoung chuckles, knocking him in the head.

'Let's just work well together ok?It's been a while since I played an official game.'

Mark nods, shoving Jackson off of him as they pad into the shower room with the others.'Agree'd.'

Jackson grins, already throwing his shirt off.'Let's win against those posh bastards.'

Jinyoung laughs,shaking his head.'Yeah, let's win.'
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By seven pm Mark's pretty much exhausted, trudging to the dininghall after a two hour nap in his room to meet up with the others. Jackson had skipped out on napping as Bam Bam had arrived straight after science class last period and dragged him off, claiming that they needed ''private time.''
Jackson wasn't exactly complaining anyway, especially not when Bam Bam kissed him to shut him up.

Jinyoung had gone for a nap too, and when Mark walks through the doors and towards their table he spots him sandwiched between Jaebum and Yugyeom,laughing at something Youngjae says.
When Mark sits down across from him Jinyoung immediately tries to entwine their ankles, a soft smile gracing his features as he looks up at Mark. He looks just as tired as Mark feels, though he's still beautiful.
'Those basketball practices are seriously tiring you out huh?' Jaebum asks, brows raised at the two.

Jinyoung shrugs, taking a sip of his juice.'It's worth it.'

Mark just grins,nodding in assent. Jaebum chuckles, shaking his head.

'Better make sure you win then.'

'Oh we will.' Mark murmurs, filling up his cup.'We definitely will.'

'You sound confident.'Yugyeom says, smirk on his face.

'Of course we are! We're the best team around.' Jackson's way too optimistic voice suddenly sounds from behind Mark, and the red head braces himself as hi best friend practically throws himself into the seat next to him, Bam Bam sitting on Marks other side.

Yugyeom laughs, rolling his eyes at Jackson's cockiness.

'Where have you guys been anyway?" Jaebum asks, looking at Bam Bam and raising his brows at the way the younger's cheeks flush.

'Just hanging out.'He murmurs.

Mark can't help but grin, Bam Bam was so easy to tease.

The others begin talking again, table getting rowdy and attracting attention as usual and Mark just let's himself succumb to it for once instead of putting his headphones on and trying to block his annoying friends out. He's still tired, though he's alot more awake than he felt earlier so atleast that's a bonus.

'Jinyoung?'

'Hey dude, you ok?' Jackson's worried voice pulls Mark out of his thoughts and his head immediately whips up to look at his boyfriend. The rest of the group has quietened down now, looking at their friend with worried eyes.

Jinyoung's currently staring into space, eyes wide as he shakes. He suddenly raises his hands, almost covering his ears as he bends his head, looking as though he's in pain as he winces.He looks far away, but petrified and Mark immediately know's what's happening, recognising the look from a few nights ago.

'Shit.' He stands, running round the table to stand next to his boyfriend.'He's remembering something.'

'Fuck.' Jackson murmurs, eyes still wide and Yugyeom moves over a seat to make space for Mark so he can sit down next to Jinyoung, get ready to take his hand when needed because Judging by Jinyoung's face it's not a pleasant memory.

Jinyoung flinches, hands shaking as his eyes flit around the room and Mark looks at him intently, heart clenching in his stomach as a whimper escapes the youngers mouth. Jaebum looks worried for his friend, eyes intense and jaw slack.
It's ok Jinyoung, it's ok.
Then Jinyoung's suddenly jolting, a light springing back to his eyes as he blinks and looks at Mark, expression unreadable almost. He stutters, voice shaking as he speaks.

'I...I-shit.'

'It's ok, You're ok.' Mark murmurs, hand slipping into the youngers.'You remembered something right?"

Jinyoung bites his lip, tears springing to his eyes as he nods.
His hands shake in Marks and the red head feel's his stomach flip as he runs a soothing hand down the other's back.
Shit, it must have been bad.
He's pretty shaken up.

'Come on, let's go back to the dorm.'He murmurs, pulling the younger up and out of the room before the others even have a chance to stand.

They follow them of course, expressions worried and voices quiet as they step into Jinyoung and Jaebum's room.

Mark sits his boyfriend down on the bed, plonking down next to him and stroking the skin of the back of his hand with his fingers.

'It's ok, we're here Jinyoung-ah, you can tell us.'He murmurs, voice soft and Jinyoung leans back against the wall, expression both fearful and hard, something like anger in his eyes as he stares down at his lap.

'I-I remembered something from the night of the accident...' Jinyoung says, voice quiet and shaky. Mark squeezes his hand and Jaebum shoots him an encouraging look, expression serious.

'I remember..running through the house after my mum shouted for me to get away.I could already smell smoke, feel it on my skin.Even the hallways were full of it. Someone found me and-.' He breathes out, heavy and shaky and runs a hand through his hair as he winces again at the memory.
'He was beating me u-up. Trying to leave me unconcious so i'd stop fighting. His voice though..it's familiar..'

Jackson swears loudly, shaking his head as he runs a hand through his hair.'How dare-'

'Hyung, shh.' Bam Bam murmurs, hurt in his eyes. How anyone could possibly hurt Park Jinyoung he doesn't know, but right now the boy looks terrified as the memory floods back, eyes wide and alert and hands shaking in Marks.

Mark knows he looks just as angry as Jackson and Jaebum though, and he has to clench his other fist and look away to calm himself down.
When will Jinyoung catch a break?
If I ever see who hurt him...

'Hyung, you said the voice of the man was familiar...'Youngjae murmurs, eyes sad.'You think it's someone you know?'
For a second a face flits up inside Marks head, a face he's grown to hate despite barely talking to. He glances at Jackson, knowing the other had gotten the same idea as soon as Youngjae spoke.

But surely they can't be correct? Could the mystery person have really been Mr Han?
Is he here to finish off the job?
It'd sure explain his willingness to get Jinyoung alone, and his familiarity with the boy.
Mark shakes his head, trying to dispel of the thought for now.He doesn't want to worry Jinyoung anymore.

Jinyoung sighs, running a hand through his hair in frustration.'Yeah.I think so.' He shivers and Mark drapes an arm around him,pulling him close.

'We need to tell Professor Kim.' Mark mumbles, still not trusting himself to speak properly.

The others nod and Jinyoung curls into him, still trembling a little.'I hate this..memories just springing up on me.'

'I know.' Mark murmurs, running his fingers through Jinyoung's hair.'Just be strong, no matter how bad the memories get.'

Jinyoung sighs shakily into his chest and Mark rests his chin on the boy's head, glancing at the others. They all seem to share the same look as they meet eyes over the boy that joined them only months ago.

We need to protect Park Jinyoung.
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The next morning Mark picks Jinyoung up himself, the younger opening his door with a tired expression on his face and a half undone tie to see the red head standing there, leaning against the wall with bright eyes and a small smile on his face.

Immediately Jinyoung's face lights up, and Mark's heart flips in his chest as he steps forward, hands going to the others tie to help tie it properly. Jinyoung blushes cutely, and Mark just chuckles, hand finding his and fingers entwining.

'Goodmorning.' He murmurs,and Jinyoung leans into him subcionciously, eyes bright.

'Goodmorning Hyung.'

They make their way down the corridor towards the food hall for breakfast, Mark pleased at how genuine Jinyoung's smile is despite him knowing the younger was still worried.
He's in the middle of telling Jinyoung one of his crappy jokes when Professor Kim appears infront of them from nowhere, expression serious as he stops them both.

'Jinyoung, you need to come with me.'

Mark's heart immediately sinks, his hand tightening on Jinyoung's because there's no way he's letting the other go anywhere alone.
What now? There isn't another guy in the school right? Worry flutters in his chest and Jinyoung squeezes his hand in reassurance, though looks just as worried as Mark feels.

'What is it?"

Professor Kim bites his lip then a small smile breaks out onto his face, which only confuses both boys further.

'Someone's here to visit you.'

Jinyoung's eyes widen at that, confusion increasing and Professor Kim sighs, gesturing down the hall.

'Follow me.' He murmurs, before turning to Mark.'Something tells me you're coming too?'

Mark nods, expression serious.'Where he goes, I go.' He decides not to look at Jinyoung when he says that because he suddenly feel's like he's some creepy lovesick guy in a drama and he can feel his cheeks heating up a little in embarrassment.

Professor Kim chuckles, pushing both of them ahead.

'Not like I could have stopped you anyway.'He mutters under his breath.

When they reach Professor Kim's office Mark doesn't know what he's expecting, but it's definitely not an older, much more muscly looking guy with a stern expression and a black suit. He also looks able to crush his head with just his thumb.

And he certainly doesn't expect for Jinyoung to break out of his grasp and hug the guy.

19. Old friend meet's boyfriend 

Mark just kind of find's himself watching in shock as Jinyoung and the man embrace infront of him, smiles wide and faces friendly. He turns to look at Professor Kim, brows raised and the elder man only chuckles, moving to sit down behind his desk whilst motioning for the others to sit down too.
They stand instead for a moment more, Mark still assessing the random guy standing infront of him.

'I can't belive this.' Jinyoung says, still gripping onto the mans hand. He looks relieved as he let's the elder ruffle his hair, and Mark has to swallow back an unintentiable wave of jealousy that actually makes him feel embarrassed because this guy has to be in his fourties atleast.
So I'm guessing they know eachother.
Who the hell is this though?

Without even realising he clears his throat, causing Jinyoung to turn suddenly as if he's only just remembered the red head is actually there.

'Oh, Mark!' Jinyoung suddenly grabs his hand, pulling him over so that he's standing infront of the well built elder man. His boyfriend smiles between them, voice excited as he speaks.

'Mark, this is my family's body guard Jisoo. He's looked after me since I was just six years old.' Jinyoung sounds proud, as though he's almost showing the tall, brooding guy off to his boyfriend and Mark can't help but smile because it's adorable.
Mark feel's a wave of relief wash over him at knowing who the guy is, though he still wonders why exactly the man is here now.
Did he come to collect Jinyoung?
Surely not...

'And Jisoo, this is Mark Tuan. He's my..er. My-'

'Boyfriend.' Mark interrupts, voice clear.

Jinyoung nods, a blush colouring his cheeks as Jisoo raises a brow.
'He's the one who found me in the first place, looked after me.' Jinyoung's eyes find his then and he exchanges a look with him full of something sweet that has both boy's blushing.

The elder man sticks out his hand for Mark to shake suddenly, and Mark takes it, both men squeezing firmly.Suddenly he's more than a little nervous because what if Jisoo doesn't like him?

'Pleasure to meet you.' Jisoo finally says, voice gravelly and deep.'I wasn't aware Jinyoung had a boyfriend...'

Jinyoung mumbles something, cheeks still stained red and Mark tries not to laugh at the younger's embarrassment as Jisoo ruffles his hair again, a slight smile on his face that Mark doesn't expect to see. Jinyoung whines and pushes the elders hand away, an embarrassed smile on his face.

He can't help but smile himself though, because just watching the two interact reminds him of a father/son dynamic. It's then that he realises that maybe Jinyoung didn't find a dad in his own father, but in Jisoo instead.

'Actually Jinyoung, Jisoo is here to update you on the information.' Professor Kim suddenly interrupts, and it's then that they actually remember that the teacher is still there, sitting behind his desk with an amused look on his face.

'Oh, really?' Jinyoung's head whips round back to his bodyguard, face suddenly serious. They take their seats, Jinyoung's hand seeking Marks immediately and he knows it's because the younger is nervous. He squeezes as if to let Jinyoung know he's here and Jinyoung looks at him, smiling softly.

'I'm aware of your...current condition Jinyoung-ah, the doctors working on your case notified me as soon as I was able to contact them in search for you.' Jisoo's voice sounds almost shaky as he recall's the memories.
Mark finds himself listening intently, wondering how much of that night the man recalls.
Maybe it'll help Jinyoung.

'I'm sorry I couldn't come and find you sooner, it just wasn't safe for me to do so.' Jisoo sighs, scratching at his neck. 'I was hidden at a safehouse south, I still am.But I'm just glad you're ok, I was so worried..'

Jinyoung shakes his head, voice shaking.'It's ok.I'm ok.'

'Alot happened that night Jinyoung-ah..I can't go into all the details as doctors warned it could overload your mind when it's so fragile.But I do have one vital piece of information for you.'

Jinyoung's breath stutters, eyes wide and Mark grips his hand.Whatever the information is, Jinyoung need's to know that he's there.

'Jinyoung,Your mother is alive.'
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Jinyoung kind of just stares into space for a moment, jaw slack and hands shaking. He lifts his free hand to his head and runs it shakily through his hair, rubbing his forehead in circular motions.

'She's really alive?" He finally asks, voice a broken whisper and when he looks up his eyes are brimming with tears.

Mark grips his hand, relief rushing through his system because his mother is alive.

Jisoo nods, hand coming out to pat Jinyoung's back.'During the whole scuffle I managed to escort her out, we made our way to a safehouse south like I said. She's safe Jinyoung, she's happy you are too.'

Jinyoung let's out a long breath, whiping at the tears trailing down his cheeks and Jisoo smiles softly, hand still on the younger's back.

'It's the only information I can give you Jinyoung-ah, but I hope it's enough for now.'

'You can't tell me about father?" Jinyoung asks, voice a sniffle as Mark leans forward to wipe his boyfriends tears from his face.

'I'm sorry Jinyoung, even if I could tell you, I don't know. '

Jinyoung sighs, but nods anyway, leaning into Marks warmth as the red head tries to soothe him. His heart aches for his boyfriend, but he's glad that he still has a mother if anything.

'It's ok.' He murmurs, voice soft. He feel's someones eyes on him and looks up to see Professor Kim and Jisoo watching him. Professor Kim looks sad but relieved at the same time, and Jisoo has a look in his eyes that Mark can't quite place as he watches Mark run his hands through Jinyoung's hair.
It's soft though the look, and Mark can understand just how Jinyoung come to think of the man as a father figure.
It's obvious how much he cares for Jinyoung, and the sight makes Mark relieved because thankgod Jinyoung got to grow up with somebody who cared.

'I have to leave soon Jinyoung-ah.' Jisoo murmurs,'But I'll be able to visit again soon. I'm keeping low at the moment, still working with the detectives to figure out how to prove who the culprits were. Of course we know CTW was involved, that company always wanted your father's empire to fall. For now, I just want you to stay safe, let those around you protect you.'

Jinyoung nods, standing slowly at the same time as the other man. Professor Kim and Mark stand too, ready to bid the bodyguard goodbye for now.
Jisoo hugs Jinyoung, ruffling the younger boy's hair.

'I'm real proud of you, you know that right?' He murmurs, and Jinyoung smiles, nodding.
'You've grown up so fast for someone so young. You've handled this all so well.'

'Because of what you taught me.' Jinyoung replies, voice strong.

Jisoo chuckles, shaking his head.'You always had it in you.' He suddenly turns to Mark, grin on his face that makes him look like a completely different person, not someone who could shoot you in the head without even flinching.
'You know, the first day I met him he was six. He tried to threaten me to get out of his house and then he hit me in the eye with a toy truck. I had a black eye for two weeks, my pals at work thought I'd got beat up by a threat.'

Mark snickers, shaking his head as Jinyoung pouts, embarrassment on his face.

'I wasn't so sure what to think of you when I read your file y'know. School's dare-devil, troublemaker. Car thief.' Jinsoo continues, voice gruff. Mark's eyes widen, how does he know about all that? How the hell did he get my file?

Jisoo grins.'Don't be so shocked kid. As soon as I found out where Jinyoung was I had to check up on the type of people he was with.'

Mark can't help but nod in agreement at that.Jinyoung on the other hand looks like a mortified guy that's brought his boyfriend home to strict parents. It's actually kinda funny, Mark thinks,Jackson would find this hilarious.

'Despite your record, I approve anyway.' Jisoo continues, and the shock on both Mark and Jinyoung's faces is evident because he chuckles, ruffling both boy's hair.
'Not all of us are perfect, even Jinyoung acted out a little. Did he not tell you about the time he and the basketball team filled their maths teachers office with basketballs?'

Mark raises his brows at Jinyoung, a smirk on his face and Jinyoung rolls his eyes,crossing his arms.

'I was'nt that bad.'He mumbles, which only makes Mark smile wider.

'Anyway.' Jisoo carries on.'I can see how much you care about eachother, so I'll allow it.' He looks at Mark, face suddenly serious.'I have alot to thank you for, but I'll start by thanking you for finding Jinyoung that night.'

Mark shakes his head, chest burning for warmth.'I'll protect him.' He says, voice strong and Jisoo chuckles, nodding.

'Thankyou.'

Jinyoung and Professor Kim talk to him for a little bit more and then the elder man is leaving, promising to visit again. They watch him go as he's escorted to the reception area by Professor Kim, Jinyoung's hand finding Marks as he lets out a small sigh.

'He's really important to me.' He murmurs, and Mark smiles.

'I can tell.'

They watch as the man turns a corner and for some reason Mark just can't stop himself as he suddenly takes his hand out of Jinyoungs.
'-just, wait a sec.I'll be right back.' He says, before he's sprinting off, leaving a confused Jinyoung in the middle of the corridor.

There are still students milling around the corridors and he nearly bumps into a few as he weaves past, gaze intent on the elder man ahead of him.

'Jisoo sir!' He yells, voice startling a few surrounding students around them and the elder man turns, brows raised in confusion as to why Mark's suddenly standing infront of him, panting and attempting to speak without choking on nothing.

Finally he regains his calm and looks directly into Jisoo's eyes, voice full of something warm as he speaks.

'Thankyou for being around Jinyoung when he grew up.' He says, smile on his face.

Jisoo's eyes widen, shocked.

'I know more about Jinyoung's family than those kids back at his snooty old school.' Mark smiles.'I think...without you, he wouldn't be who he is today. So thankyou for being the father Jinyoung wanted and needed.'

Jisoo looks taken aback, but smiles, eyes glossing other with emotion as he ruffles Mark's hair. The man is comedically taller than him but he doesn't mind.

'Thankyou. Take care of my boy ok?"

'Always.' He replies, before he's shaking the elder's hand and turning away, breaking into a sprint to find his way back to Jinyoung.

When he reaches the younger he's still where Mark left him, leaning against the wall of the corridor as he stares at his shoes. As Mark approaches Jinyoung looks up, raising his brows.
'What are you up to?' He asks, and Mark just laughs, taking Jinyoung's hand without even stopping and dragging the younger to go get some food.

'Don't worry about it.' He grins, and Jinyoung just shakes his head, a smile on his face and light blush on his cheeks.
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Later that night the group is gathered in the school gardens, Jackson having had the 'genius' idea to have a campfire on school grounds at midnight.
Of course nobody thinks it'll work, they know it's just a matter of time before they're caught because all it'll take is one glance out of the window to see orange flames and smoke and the whole teachers squad will be chasing them down.
They decide to humour their friend though, we're only young once right?

'It's a memory to tell.' Jinyoung murmurs as they sneak towards the back exits. Most of the exits have cameras placed by them and electronic security devices that alert the guards when the door's opened, but there's one exit that was made my students in the 1950's, located round the back of the school and perfectly concealed. It's almost like a tunnel really.

'A memory to tell huh?' Mark asks, slinging his arm around his boyfriends shoulders.

Jinyoung nods, smile on his face.'Yeah. A memory for us all in ten years time.'

Jackson grins, ruffling Jinyoung's hair.'See, that's the spirit.'

Mark rolls his eyes and follows them, trying not to eavesdrop on Jaebum and Youngjae chatting behind them. Bam Bam helps Jackson unlock the exit and soon they're barelling through the tunnel and out into the gardens.
They decide to go far back, hoping the tree's will conceal their tiny little campfire.

Once it's started they all sit around for a while, chatting and warming their hands over the flames. Jaebum almost has a heart attack when Youngjae trips and nearly falls into the thing, and the others decide that Youngjae is definitely the clumsiest in the group.
Yugyeom laughs so much at the un-diluted fear in Jaebum's eyes that he actually cries.

They get to talking about the group, the new friendships formed within the past few months.
'Do you think we would have all found eachother if Jinyoung remained at his old school?" Bam Bam asks, and Jackson shakes his head.

'I don't think so. I'd probably still be arguing with you everyday.'

'We do that anyway hyung.'

'Yeah but we make out after now.'

Theres a loud chorus of disgusted groans and grossed out faces and Jackson rolls his eyes, Bam Bam hitting his arm.

'I wouldn't be here, I know that for sure.' Youngjae suddenly says, voice quiet.

Jinyoung shakes his head, 'Sure-'

'Hyung, it was you who brought me here.' Youngjae murmurs, and they don't miss how his eyes latch onto Jaebum's for a little longer than everyone elses.

'Before this I was pretty lonely. I was picked on a lot.' His gaze flits to Mark and the elder looks down, guilt flashing across his face. Jinyoung notices and chuckles, patting his back.

'Sorry about that.'Mark sighs,'It really was nothing against you, I just lashed out at the first person I saw.'

Youngjae nods,'It's ok hyung.If you hadn't then I wouldn't be here.Jinyoung hyung brought me here, and I'm really greatful.'

Jinyoung smiles, leaning forward to ruffle the younger boy's hair.'No problem Youngjae.I'm glad you're here.'

'Me too.' Jaebum murmurs, and Mark has to bite back a snicker at how he's blushing. Even Jackson holds himself back.

'If hyung hadn't come here I might not be with Jackson either.' Bam Bam says, voice quiet. Jinyoung raises his brows at that, shooting Bam Bam a confused look and the younger just sighs, ignoring the suddenly solemn look on Jackson's face.

'Jinyoung hyung was the one that helped me realise my feelings.If it wasn't for him...'

Jackson wraps an arm around Bam Bam and kisses his cheek.'Well it's a good thing he came then right?"

Jinyoung laughs, snuggling into Mark. Mark smiles down at him, cheek resting on his hair and sighs.
'Jinyoung-ie really made a difference right?'

The others nod, smiles on their faces and Jinyoung looks down, cheeks flushing.

'I'm glad we found you dude.Not even just because you helped two of my best friends.You've become one of my best buds too now, another brother for me to tease.' Jackson grins, eyes warm and Jinyoung laughs,shaking his head.

'Thank's Jackson.You too.'

'Thanks for being my best friend, these losers were hard to deal with.' Jaebum murmurs, smirk on his face and Jackson whines, complaining. Jinyoung smiles, eyes warm.

'Hey.' Mark leans forward, murmuring in his boyfriend's ear.

Jinyoung leans back, head almost in Mark's lap as the red head pulls him closer.'Yes?'

'Thankyou for everything so far.' He whispers, eyes locked on Jinyoung's as the corners of his lips turn up into a soft smile. Jinyoung looks shocked for a moment, eyes wide and then he grins, eyes crinkling and full of adoration.
'So far?'

'If you think I'm letting you go you're severely wrong.'

'I have no problem with that.' Jinyoung whispers, grin infectious.'You're mine anyway.'

Theres a soft chorus of wolf-whistles and Mark and Jinyoung look up to see the others grinning as they watch them. He rolls his eyes at the teasing, feeling his cheeks burn and waves at them to shut the hell up, threatening to kick Jackson in the side if he doesn't stop raising his brows up and down suggestively.
They quiet down eventually and then Jinyoung breaks the silence, voice timid.

'Despite having a house with my parents I never really had a home and a family.Not until I came here.' His voice is soft, full of affection as he looks at them all.
'Mark nearly running me over in the middle of a rainstorm at midnight is the best thing that ever happened to me.'

The others laugh softly, extending looks of affection to Jinyoung.

'We'll always be together, right?" Bam Bam asks, voice shy.

'Of course idiot.' Mark says, voice amused.'Why wouldn't we be?'

'As If I'd ever let up on you guy's enough for us to break apart.' Jackson grins, and the others laugh.

'True.You're going to be annoying me when I'm sixty five and retired.' Jaebum sighs, a depressed look on his face. Jinyoung and the rest laugh loudly, and Jackson grins launching himself over to Jaebum to plant a kiss on his head and hug him.

'We'll always be together hyung~ always~'

'Yah, get off of me fool. Bam Bam control your pet.' Jaebum whines, attempting to shove the other off of him and everyone bursts into laughter, shaking their heads at the duo.

It finally calms down, everyone lying down to talk amongst themselves and Mark turns just in time to see Jinyoung crawling back over to him after chatting to Jaebum.

Jinyoung lies down next to Mark, hand tucked behind his head as he stares up at the sky and for a moment Mark marvels at the beauty that is Park Jinyoung, face lit by the light of flames.

'Would you look at that?' Jinyoung asks, voice warm.'The stars are out.' He murmurs, looking up at the sky.

Mark grins, eyes finding the sky and he can't help but marvel at the sight. It's littered with stars, pieces of the universe that shine. He's not exactly a romantic but he likes to believe that they shine just for Jinyoung.
I'm such a loser.

'We'll always be together right Hyung?' Jinyoung asks, voice light.'Not us, I mean I know we'll still be together. Just,the group.'

Mark sighs, pulling Jinyoung's hand into his own.'Of course we will.You brought us all together so you have no right to leave you know. You're the glue Jinyoung. So be prepared to put up with all of us forever.'

Jinyoung giggles, nuzzling his face into Marks chest.'Sound's perfect to me.'

Mark chuckles, running his hair.'You know,when I was a kid I was terrified of the dark.I still get nervous.'

Jinyoung looks up, resting his chin on Mark's chest.'Really?'

'My parent's used to leave me locked in my room in the dark alot...' He murmurs, eyes fixed on the sky.

'I'll protect you when night comes.' Jinyoung whispers, hand tightening on his.

Something clenches Marks heart and he smiles, eyes still fixed on the sky.'You were never scared of the dark?'

Jinyoung shakes his head.'The night belongs to the stars.' He smiles.

'I feel like you have some cheesy quote to recite.' Mark grins and Jinyoung laughs, looking back up at the sky.

'Hmm let me think.'He ponders,and then his voice burns soft as he speaks, almost so quiet Mark couldn't hear him.

'I have loved the stars too fondly, to be fearful of the night.'He recites, and when Mark turns to look at him it's like the stars are reflected in his eyes.

'Galileo.' Jinyoung murmurs,and Mark feel's a grin make it's way onto his face. Of course.

'I almost didn't hear you.' He chuckles, eyes finding the star littered sky again.

Jinyoung turns then, lips pressed against Marks ear as he whispers, breath hot against his skin.

'I only meant for you to hear anyway hyung.'

It takes about twenty minutes more for them to be discovered. They hear the teachers before they see them, and they're immediately scrambling up, Jackson attempting to put the fire out and destroy of the evidence. (basically throwing the charred sticks in every direction possible and spraying deodorant in the air, god knows why Jackson had deodorant in his trousers pocket.)

'If we get split up and rounded up on then fight to the death my friends.See you on the other side.' Jackson is saying proudly, before he grabs Bam Bam's hand, salutes them all and sprints off.

Mark rolls his eyes, nodding at the others before he's running too, grabbing Jinyoung's hand and tugging him along. Yugyeom goes with Jaebum and Youngjae and all Mark can do is hope that they all make it because one glance from the teachers and they'll know just who started the fire.
Honestly, they'll probably know it was Mark and Jackson anyway, but aslong as none of them are seen they have no proof.

So that's how Mark finds himself sprinting through the school's gardens with Jinyoung half panting, half giggling next to him as he listens to their teachers crashing through the tree's and bushes calling out for students to come out right away.

Somewhere to his left he's sure he hears Jackson laugh and rolls his eyes, knowing that if the teachers heard that they'll know it's them straight away because Jackson has the most recognisable laugh on earth.

Jinyoung's hand is tight in his, and the stars are still shining above them and for a moment Mark can't help but think how perfect life is, even though he's currently being chased through foliage by his teachers at midnight after making a campfire in the school gardens. None of that stuff really matters when he's holding Jinyoung's hand so tightly under such a pretty canvas of a sky.
It's just like Jinyoung said. It's a memory to tell.

Mark laughs when Jinyoung nearly trips, helping pull the boy beside him as they sprint for the tunnel to lead back into school. Luckily there are no teachers around and they race for the entrace, Mark shoving his boyfriend in and following behind, making their way into the school and towards their dorms.
They tread down the halls, shrouded by darkness whilst trying not to laugh as they breath slowly.

'Shit.' Mark whispers, dragging Jinyoung underneath a staircase as a security guard passes.

Jinyoung giggles and Mark huffs a laugh, pressing against the younger and trying to quiet him. He bends down, pressing his lips to Jinyoung's and placing his hand under his chin to tip his head up and deepen the kiss.
Jinyoung's breath catches in his throat and his fingers find Mark's shirt, pulling him closer.

Mark smiles into the kiss, tongue licking a stripe across Jinyoung's bottom lip at he pulls away with lidded eyes.
Jinyoung smiles up at him, eyes glazed over and mouth swollen.

Mark leans close, feeling like teasing as he moves to kiss Jinyoung again, the younger all to eager but then he stops just short of his lips, voice a whisper.

'Coast is clear.' He breathes, and Jinyoung stifles a whine as he pulls away and takes his hand, pulling him back to their dorms.

By the time they reach the hallways Jackson is already there, panting as he leans against his and Marks door down the hall.

Jinyoung chuckles at the sight, just as Jaebum rounds the corner alone.

'Dropped Youngjae and Yugyeom off, fuck, remind me never to follow through with one of Jackson's shitty ideas, I nearly got caught.'

Mark snickers, patting his friend on the back.'It's all about the thrill my friend.'

Jackson nods,still out of breath.'True.'

'Come on let Jinyoung go so I can sleep.' Jaebum whines and Mark just laughs,leaning forward to press a kiss to Jinyoung's cheek before slinking away to haul Jackson up from the floor.

'Let's go big guy.'

They bid goodnight and enter their rooms, closing their doors just as the security guard ducks round their corner.

Mark just leans against the door watching through the peephole and turns to flash a smile at Jackson.

'We've gotten away with it, for now.'

Jackson just grins, laying back on his bed.' My ideas are always the best-'

'Go to sleep idiot.'

'Yeah yeah.'

As he dozes off he pulls open his blinds, knowing that Jinyoung is doing the same. He grins, heart fluttering because suddenly he isnt so nervous about the dark sky anymore, not when he's seeing the same sea of endless stars as Jinyoung.

20. Warming

'Jinyoung!" Mark's voice echo's across the court, loud over the sound of trainers squeaking against the floors and their teammates shouts.
Jinyoung catches his voice immediately, dodging Hoseok just in time to pass the ball to him, body moving fast as usual and jaw set in concentration.

Mark moves faster, skidding past Jackson and sprinting down the court towards the net, sweat running down his neck and soaking his tank top as it sticks to his skin.
He can vaguely hear Jackson yelling for Namjoon to get on Marks tail and retrieve the ball, but he's no longer really listening as he makes his way to the net, eyes narrowed.

He knows he can't get the ball in the net from his position, he's too heavily spotted, but what the skins team doesn't realise is that he's not planning on aiming for the net himself.
It's a last minute decision really, but he knows Jinyoung's fast to read him, that he'll catch up to his thoughts in no time.

He doesn't even have to look as he aims the ball to his left, knowing that Jinyoung is already there, ready for the ball, knowing exactly what Mark's thinking.
Noone had expected Mark to pass the ball so suddenly, not even bothering to spot Jinyoung as the younger had sprinted up behind them.
Noone except for Jinyoung of course.

Of course he's right,a smirk forming on his face that he exchanged with Jinyoung, not missing Hakyeon and Hoseoks shocked surprise as the younger catches it and weaves through them both, body lithe and fingers nimble as he takes the shot.

The ball lands solidly through the net just as the buzzer rings out loud and clear, signalling the end of the practice game.

'Shit!" Jackson curses, breathless and sweaty.
Namjoon just groans, flopping onto the floor along with Hoseok to rest for a moment, not all that bothered at the skin's team's loss.

A few members from the shirts team clap him on the back as they pass, doing the same to Jinyoung.

Mark just grins, ready to lay down himself because even though he's buzzing from the win he's exhausted, but then Jinyoung's practically jumping onto him, swinging an arm around his shoulders and grinning at him, eyes bright and cheeks flushed, his body warm against Marks in the best way.

'Good game.' He murmurs, and Mark chuckles, patting his back.

'Yeah, good game.'

'How the hell did you do that?' Hakyeon groans as he watches Mark and Jinyoung with narrowed eyes.'You didn't even look his way! How did you know he was there?"

Mark chuckles, 'Because I know my Jinyoung.' He coos, turning to pinch Jinyoung's cheek. Jinyoung whines in embarrassment and shoves him half heartedly, both boy's laughing.

Hakyeon rolls his eyes but soon smiles at the two, 'Oh well, aslong as you do your creepy mind reading powers on eachother for next week's game I don't care. I'll let this loss slide.' He sighs.

'That's two losses in two days hyung.' Jinyoung smirks, and Hakyeon pouts.

'Jinyoung-ah you know you're one of my favourite donseangs right, don't make me hurt you.'

Jinyoung laughs, shaking his head as he watches Hakyeon walk off over to Jaehwan. 'We really can read each other pretty well huh?'

'Of course.' Mark murmurs, leaning into his boyfriend just as Coach blows his whistle and signals for them all to come over for a talk.
Namjoon groans from the floor but gets up anyway and Mark laughs as he let's Jinyoung drag him over to then benches, Jackson in tow.

They talk about their progress and Coach runs through quick teamwork improvements before talking about a few ideas for their game against Konjin next week. They plan a few things out, the team listening eagerly with wide eyes as they throw a few of their own ideas into the mix, and then Coach tells them to take ten minutes for a break before starting independent practice for a while.

Mark practically throws himself down onto the benches, taking the bottle Jinyoung passes him with a thankful smile before drinking over half of it in one go. His throat is kinda raw and he's still sweating, his clothes almost uncomfortable against his skin but he doesn't mind too much because he's always loved the burn that comes with basketball games.

'You nervous about this school then boys?' Hoseok asks as he sits down, placing his head in Namjoon's lap.

'Nervous, why would we be?' Namjoon asks, brows raised. 'We can take em.'

'I heard from a senior that these guy's are pretty tough, that they like to play dirty.' Hoseok shrugs, and Mark can't help but nod because Jinyoung had said before how conniving they really were.

'Yeah they're pretty bad.' Jinyoung himself pipes up, eyes on Hoseok.'It's one of the reason's I quit the team.'

'You really quit?' Namjoon asks, 'Wow. But you love it so much, you must have been one of their best players.'

'Are you trying to flirt with Jinyoung?" Jackson asks, he shoves Mark, eyes wide in mock shock. 'Quick, he's trying to steal your boyfriend.'

Both Mark and Namjoon roll their eyes, the blonde leaning forward to shove Jackson's snapback down hard over his eyes and Jinyoung laughs, shaking his head.

'I wouldn't say I was that great... I mean, we won a lot. But I started to notice things. The way Chansung hyung would trip people, the way Chanyeol would intentionally grab other players wrists hard instead of the ball. There was even a hyung that bit people. That didn't sit right with me.'

'He bit people?' Jackson asks increadulously. 'Ah well it doesn't matter to me.Theres no way we're losing to those posh bastards. If some dude tries to bite me I'll knock his teeth out man.'

The others laugh and Jinyoung claps him on the back.'I don't know about that, he's pretty well built.'

Jackson just shrugs, suddenly flexing in a way that looks painful.'I think I could take him, don't you?" He grits out, and all Jinyoung can do is laugh because he looks like a total fool.
Mark just rolls his eyes, leaning across to pinch his friends bicep and Jackson shrieks, nearly falling backwards off of the bench as he rubs the tiny red mark the red head made.

Mark snickers, 'Yeah, I think you can take him for sure.'

'Fuck off.' Jackson pouts, crossing his arms across his bare chest as the others laugh and pat him on the back.

'We just need to watch out for any of their tricks.' Hoseok says, voice suddenly serious.'Especially Jinyoung.'

'Me?" Jinyoung asks, brows raised.'Why?"

'Well I'm not being funny or anything my friend, but something tells me posh dramatic kids like that hold grudges.'

Jinyoung frowns and Mark bites his lip, thinking back to the night at the pizza restaurant when they'd ran into Jinyoung's old team. They hadn't seemed exactly happy then. Could they really be holding a grudge against Jinyoung?
Would they actually hurt him?

'Surely not..' Jackson says, shaking his head.'Why would they?'

'Well I'm not saying they are for sure.But think about it, one of your star players quits the team then joins the team of a well known all boy's orphanage boarding school? It doesn't take a smart kid to figure out they'd be pretty pissed off.'

Mark sighs, running a hand through his hair and glances at Jinyoung, who's looking increasingly worried.
He leans over, entwining his fingers with Jinyoung and pulling him close.

'Well either way, we look out for eachother.' Mark says, voice quiet.'No funny business.'

The others nod, then move on to another topic of conversation, which ends up being them making fun of Jackson's muscles again as the other whines and swears at them all before getting Namjoon into a headlock.

Mark watches Jinyoung instead, the way the younger bites his lip in worry and stares off ahead deep in thought. He frowns, hand tightening in his boyfriends as he leans down and whispers in his ear.

'Hey,you ok?" His voice is gentle, and snaps Jinyoung out of his thoughts immediately. He looks up at him, eyes wide and and nods, voice soft as he speaks.

'Yeah, I'm ok I just....' He sighs, leaning into Mark more.'I'm worried about you guy's.I know what those guy's are like, how they operate.'

Mark hums , resting his cheek on the top of Jinyoung's head.'Don't worry, we'll be fine I promise.Anyway, Jackson will probably freak those guys out with his pre-game dance ritual.'

Jinyoung snorts a laugh and Mark grins against his hair.'Nothing to worry about.'

Jinyoung sighs, and nods.'Ok, just be careful.'

They're cut off as Coaches whistle rings out, calling for them to start individual practice. Mark sighs as he gets up, pulling Jinyoung with him.

'Let's work hard Jinyoung-ah.' He murmurs, and Jinyoung grins, holding his hand up for a high five.

'Yep, let's work hard.'

Jinyoung decides to work on his aiming skills with Hakyeon and Jaehwan whilst Mark goes for working on his agility and sneaky tactics for when they play against Konjin, Jackson deciding to join him.
Most of the others head off to the gym, intent on improving their muscles as though the sight of them will scare off the other team.

Coach decides to walk around and assess each individual, taking time to discuss improvements and tactics with each person.Luckily he stars off in the gym, meaning Mark and the others have a little bit of extra time to relax unsupervised.

'I really think we can win this man, I feel it in my bones.' Jackson says as he dodges Mark. Mark grins, sweat already forming on his neck.

'Aslong as we practice we can.' He replies, dodging Jackson instead this time.'We've got this, aslong as we keep an eye out.'

'Dude, I'm like a vulture.' Jackson grins, grabbing the ball.'Just relax.'

Mark rolls his eyes, taking a moment to breathe as he puts his hands on his knees. His eyes can't help but roam over to where Jinyoung's practicing on the opposite end of the court. He's busy weaving through Hakyeon and Jaehwan as he shoots for the net, scoring perfectly. He highfives Jaehwan, Hakyeon ruffling his hair and Mark cant help but smile.
He can't really help but stare either.

He watches the way Jinyoung's muscles clench in his arms, the way sweat rolls down his neck and dissappears beneath the loose neckline of his tanktop. When Jinyoung moves at certain angles he spots flashes of bare chest and he actually has to bite his lip to hold back a sigh.
His hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat, long legs on display and body smooth and lithe as he moves across the court and handles the ball-

'Hey loser, you gonna stop eye fucking your boyfriend like you're a horny fifteen year old that just discovered gay porn for the first time?'Jackson's voice snaps him out of his trance and Mark can't help but grimace and try not to attack his friend as his voice is both extremely loud, and there's no way Jinyoung didn't hear it.

He whines low in his throat as Jinyoung turns to look, not just amused, but knowingly and for a second Mark's breath stutters because he's looking at him like he knows exactly what he does to the red head and it makes his heart thump hard against his chest and a familiar, but stronger than ever head burn in his groin.
He forces himself to look away and shoves Jackson hard against the chest as his best friend slings an arm around him, cackling way too loudly.

'I swear to god Jackson I'll tell Bam Bam all about you jerking off to his voice last night on the phone-'

Jackson's eyes widen comically as he stops laughing, choking on his spit.'What, no! I didn-'

'Don't even bother denying it because that room stunk of both your disgusting bodily fluids and sweet sweet shame my friend.' Mark glares, arms folded and Jackson looks so ashamed and close to tears that the red head can't help but bust into laughter, gripping his stomach as Jackson whines and pulls at his arm to stop him.

'Hey, you know I love you my buddy, you wouldn't do that to a good old pal-' He doesn't get to finish as the doors across the room open and in come some visitors, waving at Mark and the others as they take their seats at the benches.
Coach usually allows visitors into the room during practice time aslong as they're friends of the team and don't disrupt the practice, so Mark's not all that shocked to see them here. Next to Bam Bam sit Jaebum and Youngjae, too busy chatting privately with eachother to notice him as usual, and on the other side of Jackson's boyfriend sits Yugyeom, staring almost depressingly at an algebra text book as though he's contemplating whether or not to throw the thing out the window.

Marks eyes light up and he looks at Jackson, a wicked glint on his face.'Would ya look at that.We have visitors.'

Jackson's eyes widen even more if it's possible as Bam Bam waves again from the benches.

'Mark-'

'Dude stop getting so scared, I won't say anything.Just stop teasing me about Jinyoung, the second you do I won't hesitate to find Bam and-'

'Yes ok, anything, just don't reveal my shame.'

Mark snorts,'Yeah, whatever.'
He trudges over, still too embarrassed to look at Jinyoung because he's pretty sure the boy was looking at him like he wanted him to push him up against a wall and do things to him which hey- Marks not complaining, he'd love to get Jinyoung up against a wall, but even looking at the guy is too much for now, let alone thinking of it and he's positive that if he get's a boner it'll be way too obvious in his loose red basketball shorts.
He leans up on the bars seperating him from the seating area for the audiences during games and grins at his friends.

He'd talk to Bam Bam but he's too busy trying to ignore him having his face sucked off by Jackson. Instead he turns to Yugyeom, brows raised.

'Algebra huh?Work hard kid.'

Yugyeom grumbles something and sighs,'Yeah, thanks hyung.' He replies, then he's returning his attention to the book, a depressed look on his face as he looks like he's trying to decide whether or not to try and understand the contents or just eat the thing in frustration.

'What made you guys visit anyway?" Mark asks Jaebum.

'We wanted to see you guys.' Youngjae pipes up, and Mark grins at the boy.Youngjae's still a little shy around him, and Mark's still feeling a little guilty but they're getting there.

'We're here to show moral support and stuff y'know?' Jaebum finally says, removing his earphones and looking up from his iPod.'You guy's are doing great.'

Mark sighs, leaning against the poles.'I think Jinyoung's a little nervous.'

Jaebum sighs, glancing past Mark to look at the younger boy, who's still practicing with Hakyeon and Jaehwan, not even realising the others had arrived.

'Yeah, I think he feel's like he has something to prove.I'm not sure what though.' Jaebum muses.'I just hope he doesn't overwork himself.'

'I'll stop him if he tries.' Mark murmurs.'He just needs to stop worrying so much.'

'It's his old school after all right? He doesn't need to worry too much, I've only seen him play a couple of times but it was magical.He's made for basketball.'

Mark smiles.'Yeah, he is.'

'Better get back to your game before Coach catches you and makes you do laps.'Jaebum says, 'I'm not putting up with Jackson's constant whining if he get's caught again.'

Mark chuckles, nodding and grabbing Jackson's collar, dragging the boy away from a complaining Bam Bam and back onto the court.

'Dude, You can't interrupt a moment of love.' Jackson whines, and Mark rolls his eyes.

'Almost sucking your boyfriends face off whilst reeking and dripping with sweat is a moment of love?"

Jackson pouts, 'Yeah yeah, go and make out with Jinyoung or something.You've got a serious case of the blue balls my friend.'

Mark glares at his friend,picking the ball up and dribbling it between his hands as he glances around the room.He's kinda right though, I haven't even jerked off in weeks.
Ugh, I just need to get rid of the sexual tension and I'll be fine.

He's about to recieve the ball from Jackson when something up on the stands catches his attention. He squints harder, stepping forward as he tries to see who it is and when he does his heart stops for a moment.
'What the fuck?" He curses, letting the ball fall to the floor as he elbows Jackson to look.

Jackson's eyes widen and he clenches his fists.'Woah, what the hell is he doing here?' He sounds angry.

Mark shakes his head, chest burning with rage as he looks up at Professor Han. And of course, who is he staring at?

'Jinyoung..' Jackson murmurs, eyes darting to their friend on the other end of the court, unaware of the man watching him practice.

'The fuck.' Mark grunts, sudden anger bursting through his veins and he begins walking towards the benches, gaze on fire. Jackson calls his name, concerned and chases after him, trying to get the others attention.

Mark can't really find it in himself to care when Professor Han notices him and raises an eyebrow, or when Jaebum calls at him to stop and come away because Coach'll be pissed.

He shoves Jackson off of him, anger making him see red because what the hell is this guy's problem? Why won't he leave Jinyoung alone?
He's sick of the younger feeling scared, wondering if he's safe, wondering if his friends are safe.
He doesn't want this guy coming near his boyfriend, even glancing in his direction ever again.

'What the hell are you doing here? This is a closed practice.' He states, tone harsh as he stands a meter or so from the elder man. Professor Han looks at him, brow cocked and eyes narrowed.

'I'm not allowed to watch?' He asks, tone light.

Mark glares, registering Jackson approaching again. Everyone in the room is watching now, and he hears Jinyoung call his name.

'No you're not.Get out.'

'Mark!' Jackson interrupts, trying to stop his friend from landing himself in detention.

'I won't be told what to do by a teenager.' Professor Han states, and Marks sure he see's the corners of his mouth turn up slightly. Rage burns in his chest and he takes a step forward, fists clenched.
'Mark stop.' Jackson tries to grab his wrist and tug him away, suddenly scared he'll hit the man.

'Mark, get the fuck down here!' Jaebum yells and Mark shakes his head, voice dangerous. He launches forward so fast that Professor Han takes a step back.

He sounds viscious, anger taking over and he knows he should probably listen to Jackson and walk away but it's like he suddenly can't control himself anymore.
'We all know just who you're looking at, and I swear to god if you don't-'

'Mark!'

A clear voice cuts through the mess of the others shouting and the chaos in his head and his head whips round just as Jinyoung appears, eyes wide and jaw set in a line as he looks at them.

'Come away.' He says, eyes locking onto Marks.'Please.'

Something snaps in Mark then, his anger dissappearing,replaced with slight guilt.
Jinyoung's about to say something else but then his eyes seem to meet Professor Hans, and he suddenly winces in pain, brows furrowing as he clutches at his head and looks away.
Mark s eyes widen, concern spiking and he moves to grab Jinyoung. The boy looks up, still grimacing but sticks his hand out anyway, and Mark turns back to look at Professor Han.
He aims one last glare at the man before he's letting Jinyoung gently pull him away as the younger still clutches at his head, but by then it's too late.

He hears Coaches voice before he see's him, and then the slight crowd is clearing away and the short, larger man is revealed, standing at the bottom of the benches with a red face and an angry expression.
Mark sighs and Jackson swears.
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After school detention is not Marks favourite thing, not at all.
But thats exactly where he finds himself after suffering through an hours lecture with Professor Kim and Coach on how not to talk to teachers and to stop threatening staff.
After Coach is gone Professor Kim talks to him more about Professor Han. He warns him to not draw attention to the elder man, that letting him know that he's suspcious will only cause more trouble so Mark agree's to keep quiet for now and let Professor Kim try and clear everything up with Professor Han.

He sighs, leaning against the palm of his hand as he stares into space. He's been put in an empty classroom in the east block of the school, Professor Jung leaving the classroom to watch some geography documentary only ten minutes in. He'd been warned to stay inside, and he's pretty sure the elder man had actually locked him inside of the classroom until he returns in an hours time.
Great, now what do I do?

He looks out of the window, watching as the sun sets over the gardens. If he wasn't in detention right now he'd be outside with Jinyoung by the fountains.
But no, he had to let his temper get the better of him again.
Coach had even warned him that if he tried to fight with Professor Han again he'd be cut from next weeks game.

He's just about to close his eyes for a small nap when he hears the tap on glass. He furrows his brow and opens his eyes, nearly falling out his seat when he see's it.
'Oh my god.' He murmurs, quickly getting up and rushing to the window where Jinyoung is currently sitting, a smirk on his face as he grips the sides to stay up.

What the fuck.

Mark quickly unlatches the windows and pulls his boyfriend in, eyes wide as Jinyoung settles down onto the floor and closes the window behind him.When he turns he's grinning, proud of himself as he leans back against the table behind him.
'Hi.'

'Hi?' Mark murmurs, eyes still wide.'Fucking hi?What the-how the hell? Jinyoung-'

Jinyoung laughs, the tinkling sound interrupting the red head's current meltdown.'I didn't want to leave you alone.Jackson helped me get across.'

Mark sighs, shaking his head.'You could have fell! This is the fourth floor of a seven story school.'

Jinyoung rolls his eyes, pulling Mark in by his collar.'Hyung, atleast be glad I came here for you.'

Mark stares into his eyes for a moment, completely baffled, but also a hell of a lot flattered because Jinyoung just scoured the side of a building for him.
And also, he looks pretty hot right now with the sun lighting up his hair and stuff.

Slowly he feel's a smile make it's way onto his face, and he laughs, pulling Jinyoung in to wrap his arms around his waist.
'You're such an idiot.' He murmurs into his skin, still laughing.'But a cute one.'

He sits down, Jinyoung climbing onto the desk infront of him and linking hands.

'You could have gotten into a lot of trouble you know.' Jinyoung says eventually, voice quiet.

Mark sighs, leaning back a little.'Yeah I know.I'm sorry I just-I lost my temper as soon as I saw the guy.'

Jinyoung smiles,shaking his head.'You can't let on Mark. We all have our suspicions.We can't let him know.'

'Yeah I know that now.' Mark grumbles, playing with Jinyoung's hands.'I don't like him looking at you.I don't even like him coming near you, or thinking about you.'

Jinyoung chuckles, bringing one of Marks hands to his mouth and kissing it softly, his eyes on Marks.'I know.But aslong as we're careful we'll be alright. We just need to follow Professor Kim's lead.'

'Is your head feeling better now?' Mark asks, voice concerned. He remembers the way Jinyoung's face had flashed in pain as he'd gripped his head and his heart clenches, worry spiking in his chest.

Jinyoung nods.'Yeah, I have no idea what that was about. It came out of nowhere, this piercing pain...'

Mark frowns,'Hopefully it doesn't come up again.If it does I'll take you to the infirmary.'

Jinyoung smiles, leaning down to press his forehead against Marks.'Okay.' He whispers.

Mark leans even further forward, stealing a kiss and Jinyoung huffs a laugh, pressing his lips back against the elders.
It's gentle, sweet, Marks stomach stirring and heart almost melting.

'Don't worry about Professor Han.' Jinyoung whispers against his lips between kisses, 'I'm yours.'

Mark falters for a second in the kiss, electricity spiking as he pulls Jinyoung closer, effectively pulling the younger off of the table and onto his lap. Jinyoung seems completely fine with it, straddling his legs as he presses closer, chest meeting chest.

Mark sighs into the kiss, Jinyoung's teeth tugging at his bottom lip as he pulls away, breathless as he speaks.

'H-how long do we have until Professor Jung comes back?"

Mark meets his eyes, a sudden wave of anticipation flushing over him when he realises how dark and lust filled Jinyoung's are.

'U-um, an hour,roughly.'He mentally curses himself for stuttering, but Jinyoung doesn't seem to notice as he begins to pepper kisses down the red head's jaw, moving to his neck. When he sucks the sensitive skin Mark's breath catches in his throat, shocked at the younger's sudden confidence.
It's not like he has a problem with it, but he doesn't want to crop up a boner in the middle of detention, especially when Jinyoung's ass is pressing into his crotch in the best way possible.

'Jinyoung..Ah, wait.' He murmurs, hands gripping Jinyoung's hipbones as the younger licks a stripe over the mark he's sucked into the red head's skin.

Jinyoung pulls back and looks at him and he nearly stutters again then and there because Jinyoung's eyes are glazed over and Mark recognises the look way too well, just he's never really seen it on the face of someone he likes, and he's sure never felt so aroused and in love with it before.
Heat pools in his groin and he has to swallow before he speaks.

'Maybe we should stop.' He murmurs, though it actually kind of hurts to force the words out. Especially when Jinyoung frowns.

'Why?'

'What?"

'I said why?" Jinyoung asks, and Mark bites his lip, heat rushing to his cheeks because he's never gotten a boner just from having someone kiss his neck before.

'Um..' He breathes, voice shaking a little.'It's..affecting me a little.'

He's sure his face is bright red now, and Jinyoung looks completely confused.

'Like, down there.' Mark murmurs, pointing to his crotch.

'What?'

'Oh my god Jinyoung.You're making me hard.'He bursts, wanting to slam his head against the table behind him. Jinyoung's eyes widen and Mark watches, almost amused as the boy's skin flushes and his eyes rake down his body.

Before Mark can even get another word out Jinyoung grinds down against him, his breath catching in his throat as he feel's Mark's hard on against the curve of his butt.
Mark almost chokes on his own spit, a faint moan ripped from his throat in shock as pleasure shoots through him, his hard on almost painful.

'Well shit.' Jinyoung murmurs, and Mark looks up just in time for the younger to bend back down and press a kiss into his lips. Mark doesn't respond for a moment, still in shock because why the hell isn't Jinyoung getting the fuck off of me?

Oh my god-

He moans into the kiss as Jinyoung rocks back down onto him, breath fanning out across Marks mouth as he presses into him, hips moving so sinfully that the red head's hands tighten on them, nails almost digging into the thin fabric of Jinyoung's shirt.

'J-Jinyoung-ah, s-stop.' He breathes, his legnth throbbing in his pants as his boyfriend continues to grind down onto him, delicious friction and pressure making him bite his lip to stifle a loud moan.

'I'm helping you out. You can't sit here with a boner right?" Jinyoung murmurs, breath ghosting across Marks face. Mark lets out a heavy breath, half embarrassed and half extremely turned on. It's not how he planned for his and Jinyoung's first sexual activity to go but hey, he really can't find it in himself to care when he looks down and realises theres a very obvious strain in the youngers pants.
Shit.

As Jinyoung continues to rock onto him he lets his hands trail up the boys thighs, looking up to meet his eyes as he looks at him.
"Is it ok?" He murmurs, voice gentle as he grazes the zipper of Jinyoung's jeans and for a second Jinyoung looks shy, then he nods, biting down on his lip as Mark slowly undoes the zip.

When he palms Jinyoung through his underwear the boy jolts up, Marks name a stutter on his lips and it only makes the red head groan in reply because shit, it's never felt this good.

He traces the line of Jinyoung's legnth as he reaches his waist band, and nearly chokes on his own spit then and there when he realises that the younger's tip is sticking out the top, already glistening with precum.

'Shit.' Mark breathes, voice shaking and Jinyoung replies with an embarrassed whine as he pulls his underwear down enough to take his legnth in his hand.

He pumps a few times, strong and steady, fingers grazing over the skin in a way that has Jinyoung's hips stuttering and his head falling back, eyes closed tight.

'M-mark.' He murmurs, hands fisting in Jinyoung's shirt as he grinds down. Mark bites his lip,moving his hips up to slide his hard on against Jinyoung's ass as he thumbs over the youngers slit.

'Hyung,nghh, s-shit.' Jinyoung whimpers, voice breaking as he dives forward, connecting their lips. The kiss is hungry this time, full of deep routed passion that makes more heat stir in Marks stomach and his cock ache as he feel's everything building up inside of him. He sucks Jinyoung's bottom lip into his mouth, the younger whining against his lips. He let's his free hand travel up Jinyoung's shirt, stroking the skin of the others back, warm and soft.

He tries to calm the electricity shooting through his body but it's pretty much impossible, making him jolt everytime Jinyoung moans or presses into him just hard enough to have his legnth throbbing, ready to burst.
He's never been so turned on before, and especially not just from fucking dry humping at the back of a classroom. It almost scares him how much he feels, it's like he's hyper sensitive, skin burning as sweat runs down his neck.

He lets his tongue explore Jinyoung's mouth, the younger pawing at his chest as his hips move faster, fucking himself into Marks fist. He runs a finger over a vein and Jinyoung's hips stutter.

'Shit..I'm c-close.' He whispers against Marks lips, making the red head grunt in agreement. He can feel the heat rising in his stomach, cock twitching in his pants and even though he knows he's gonna feel really shit after with cum stained underwear on he can't bring himself to care because he really want's to cum.

'Hurry.' Jinyoung whispers, the word almost tangled with a high pitched whine as he keens in Marks lap, back curving.'Cum for me.'
Mark's eyes widen at that, surprised at Jinyoung's voice as his hips rock up particularly hard, eliciting a loud yelp from the younger.

Jinyoung takes that moment to lean forward, tongue finding the sensitive spot behind his ear and licking a strip, breath hot against the skin. Mark bucks up then, moan choking his throat.
'Jinyoung-ah.' He murmurs, voice breaking as his hips stutter and an impossible heat surrounds him, shaking as he cums in his pants, hand tightening around Jinyoung's cock as he continues to buck into his ass, riding out what feels like the most intense orgasm he's ever had. He breathes heavily, moaning softly himself as he runs his thumb over Jinyoung's slit again, digging into it and tracing the head before pumping him hard and fast.

Jinyoung shouts, swearing as he leans back, eyes dark and glazed with tears as he moans loudly.

'Mark, please.' He murmurs, voice begging and it goes straight to the red head's cock but he refuses to get a hard on again, especially when Professor Jung could walk in at any moment.
Also, he can't trust himself around Jinyoung, and he doesn't want their first time to be in a classroom.

He pumps faster, flicking his wrist and leaning forward to suck a mark into Jinyoung's neck.
'Come for me Jinyoung-ah.' He whispers, voice low.The younger gasps, breath catching as his hips stutter and he cums with a whimper of Marks name on his lips, white coating Marks hand as he arches his back and his body jerks.

Mark watches mesmerised, his own cock half hard again and his mind buzzing because he's never experienced something like this and it's scary, scary that Jinyoung can make him feel so much.
Jinyoung looks completely fucked out, and before he can even control himself he's blurting out.'You look so beautiful.'
He feel's his cheeks tint red as Jinyoung looks at him, eyes wide and cheeks pink. But then he smiles, so beautifully wide that Marks heart stutters. He leans forward, placing a kiss to Marks cheek before he nuzzles into his neck, exhausted.

'Sorry, I kinda lost control there.' Jinyoung murmurs, and Mark chuckles.

'It's ok, it's not like I have much restraint around you anyway.' He murmurs. He pauses for a moment before nudging his boyfriend.'Um, Jinyoung?'

'Yes?"

'I um..My hand.'

Jinyoung pulls back, eyes wide and cheeks flushing even redder as he looks down at Marks extended hand, still coated in his cum.'

'Oh.' He murmurs, and Mark snickers.

'I mean, I'd clean it myself but I don't wanna scare you.' He grins, and it takes Jinyoung a moment to realise what he means before he's tucking himself back into his trousers and scrambling off, stuttering in embarrassment.

'Yah...Just get a tissue.' He murmurs, fanning his face and Mark has to cover his mouth with his other hand to hide his laugh because Jinyoung might be at the stage where he's ready to seduce him, but he sure as hell isn't ready to see his boyfriend lick his cum.
(He totally would though.)

Jinyoung get's him a tissue and he wipes the mess off before pulling his boyfriend onto his lap for a nother kiss.'Ugh, my pants feel gross.' He murmurs, and Jinyoung snickers, pulling back with still pink cheeks.
'I thought you were the school's playboy, what are you getting so shy about ?' he murmurs, and Mark bites his lip, feeling his face heat up a little.

'Um..its just. It's you, you're making me this way ok? I've never felt like this before so it's a little new to me too.' He sighs, feeling like everything is brand new again, like he's starting from scratch.

Jinyoung watches him, eyes wide in surprise.'Really?'

'Let's put it this way.I've never gotten a hard on just from kissing before, and I've definitely never cummed from some dry humping.'

Jinyoung grins, nuzzling into his neck.'Good.'

They stay that way a while more, both a little shy and embarrassed and then Jinyoung's slowly standing, looking reluctant to leave.'I have to go before Professor Jung comes back.' He whispers, stepping towards the window.'I'll see you tonight?'

'Yeah.' Mark smiles,pausing to look at the way the evening sun sets against his hair, lighting up the boy's skin beautifully. He stands to help him out.'I'll stop by before bed ok?'

He helps him out of the window, concern on his face as Jinyoung climbs out onto the ledge.'Be careful.' He calls, voice serious.

'I'm always careful.' Jinyoung murmurs, before he's pecking Mark on the cheek and crawling across the open window that leads into the class next door.
Mark watches with baited breath, not used to feeling so concerned for someone .

When Jinyoung reaches the other side he salutes, making the red head huff a laugh and then he's dissappearing, leaving Mark to close the window and move back to his seat.

'On second thoughts.' He murmurs, standing back up and opening the window. It stinks a hell of a lot like sex in here, so he better air the place out before his unsuspecting teacher comes back.

It's only when he sits back down that he realises that he's just gotten Jinyoung off.In a classroom. He got him off, with his hand, his bare hand.
Holy shit.
He grins, leaning into his hands in embarrassment and joy because he can't believe it.
This is brilliant.
He smiles into his sleeves as he rests his head on the table, ignoring the stickiness of his underwear because he's never felt such joy at doing something sexual with someone before.It was always about craving his lust, never about love or feelings.
It feels amazing.

Jeez, he shakes his head, grin still on his face.

That boy will ruin me.

Hey guys, sorry the update was so slow, AFF went down and deleted my whole chapter so i had to re-write it( over 6000 words) >.< nightmare hahaha, thanks for being patient anyway, and sorry that I haven't had a chance to proof read it yet! Hope it's not too bad t.t

Thankyou for reading so far and for all the amazing comments too! I really appreciate it :*

Laura =^.^=