Mark had been whining all day, His mother had to fall sick on the day she planned to visit him. Jaemin got his ass detention for trying to bunk Tens period which eventually got his ass in trouble.

Stop whining you annoying Lion....

"Teddy Bear I just miss my Mom so much." Mark pouted scribbling his homework.

How does she look?

"Here this is my mom." Mark showed the brunette a picture of a blondie and Mark snuggled up to her chest. Grinning as they ate ice cream.

Now I know where you got the beauty from..

"Haha....Well like...My moms really pretty....I wish I wasnt the only child at times but my idiots make things better." Mark chuckled as he did a math problem.

"Mark!!! Jaemin!!" A voice that made Marks eyes bulge and pop out.

"Junnie? He was supposed to come after the spring dance." Mark turned around at the sound of footsteps and froze when Renjun stood at the door.

"Who in the world is that?" Renjun frowned at Haechan who hid behind Mark in horror.

"Uhh...A-A friend. M-My best friend." The blonde nervously smiled at the brown haired.

"Get out! I know when you lie Mark." Renjun snapped. But Mark held Haechans wrist tightly.

"He's staying and thats it Renjun." Marks voice was harsher and deeper than that of the little Chinese who scoffed and walked away grumbling.

He's scary...

Haechan hugged Marks waist tightly. Jaemin came by then and screamed bloody murderer when Renjun opened the door with a knife. With guilty eyes and nervous gulping the three sat at the dinner table.

"Whats your name stranger?" Renjun was indeed harsh well that was his nature.

Haechan had forgotten to bring his sketchbook down. He bit his lips and looked at Mark like he was about to cry. The blondes arns squeezed his thicc thigh assuring him with a smile.

"Haechan Seo." Mark whispered.

"And how old are you? Mark zip your mouth. I asked him." Renjun snapped again.

The brunette pouted, lifting two of his fingers and makingan O from the other palm. Renjun lifted a brow, eyeing hum suspiously.

"He's twenty." Jaemin mumbled.

"Mark you got engaged?" Renjuns concentration fell on the ring Haechan had gifted Mark.

"Can you stop asking so many questions like a police officer? Cut it out Junnie. You are scaring him." Mark ran an arm through his luscious hair. So it Haechan. Giggling at the softness.

Renjun continued to reject the brunette, he hated to see how Jaemin loved the boy and how clingy Mark let Haechan be to him. The brunette wore Marks shirt, his plushies were alway cuddled in his arms or at least he'd be tiptoeing to kiss the blonde.

"Told you not to close the door so fast. Now see you've got yourself  a swollen pinky." Mark swatted Haechan forehead. The younger pouted, moving his lips in silence and it annoyed the crap out of Renjun.

"Why the hell wont you speak loudly you arragant brat!?" He shouted and Haechan hugged Marks chest in fear.

"Junnie.......Hae...Haechan is mute. Can you please be nice to him?" Mark sighed as he helped the brunette out side. Making Renjun feel guilty and horrible.

The fact that the Chinese slowly began falling for the mute brunette made Jaemin loose his patience. It was so obvious that the mute baby was head over heals for Mark. And that the shy glances the two idiots gave one another. Renjun started being good to Haechan and they slowly began becoming good friends which Mark was very jealous about. Specially when Renjun fixed his Teddy Bears hair.

Nana where is my Simba?

"Behind at the lawn. Probably sleeling his ass." Jaemin flipped through the channels with his legs wrapped around a large chip bag.

Haechan sneaked out into evening, the twilight creeping into sky as tiny stars blink one after the other. Mark had his head lean on the bench head, his eyes closed as Haechan sat next to him.

"Teddy Baby its cold outside." Mark opened his eyes and sat straight staring at the night star filled sky.

Haechan shook his head, placing his hands behind him and leabing backwards. Mark turned around smiling at the gorgeous star beside him. So soft, so delicate and precious. He stared at the beauty for so long he felt like he were staring at complicated art that was gracefully imperfect and pleasing.

"Has anybody told you that you are gorgeous?" Mark whispered, Haechan blushed under the moon. Shaking his head as a no. He pouted, Mark was the first person who told him that. He pushed himself closer to Mark, havingnot prefered the Chinese's company at all.

Mark laid his head on the Haechans shoulder, Sighing deeply. They stayed in serenity, hearts bearing erotically as Mark lifted his head up, lacing Haechans warm stubby fingers with his in a lock. Haechan blushed at their fingers and looked up shyly, Mark was inching closer, the olders left arm reaching for the brunettes flexing neck. The two took their own sweet time as their eyes fluttered closer as inches disappeared, Marks warmth breath on Haechans moist lips, their lips collided ever so softly, in slow delicacy of a patient feeling of wanting more. Marks head tilted, going deeper, his arm slidding down Haechans chest to circle curve of his waist and pull him closer. Haechans stubby fingers gripped Marks black shirt tightly, as he kissed the older back just as much as intensely as how Mark did. It was silent, and Mark loved the taste of Haechans honey like lips that were both addictive and sweet. The pulled away with foreheads pasted and they shyly looked at each other and giggled looking away only to smash their lips back together in meaningful sync.

"Baby is it me? Or are you doing something to me?" Mark whispered once the pulled away and Haechan blushed biting his lips and looking away as he gasped when Mark wrapped him in a tight hug for the first time in ever since they had met five months ago.