Mark's pov

"So how was it?", i began, shoving him to the side with my shoulder as i sat down at our lunch table.

"Bitch, rub that smuggle smirk off your face", Donghyuck scoffed at me, what's new?

I saw the hint of smile under his annoyed face, he should really thank me. I trailed my arms around his waist then firmly gripped it. It was oddly satisfyingly small, just like the girls in our class. How would I know? Let's just say I've had a few experiences in terms of relationships. By the time that I noticed I was holding his waist for too long, which defeated the purpose of what my plan was. I poked both sides of his waist and he screeched in pain.

"YAH! What was that for?!", he swatted away my hands and scooted over the other side of the table.

"Are you not going to thank me for your first success date?", raising an eyebrow at him and in return I received a knowing growing smile with a subtle tinge of pink flushed onto his cheeks.

"Yeah... that was... nice", he now buried his face in his arms onto the table and stomping his feet in embarrassment.

"And don't do that again!"

"Do what?", i asked.

"That", he stood up from his seat put his hand on his waist.

"What?"

He walked over to me and rapidly snaked his arms around my waist from behind. The touch of his hands was electrifying sending chills down my neck as his chin rested on my shoulder.

"This", he whispered into my ear then immediately let go.

"Why? I didn't even go to that extent, I always did that to you though"

"But now things are different. What if Jeno sees? I only want to be touched by loved ones"

Right. Things are different. Indeed. I felt like my soul had left me the moment he said that.

"Am I not considered important anymore?", i said sounding more cold than ever.

He didn't say anything.

I stood up leaving my unfinished meal on the table and left him by himself. Someone will surely come to satisfy his comfort needs sooner or later.

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Donghyuck's pov

I fucked up.

I had completely dozed off thinking about what i have just done to him and ignored my surroundings.

During our next lunch period, I didn't even notice that Jeno was clinging onto me with his hand on my thigh gripping it tightly until Renjun yelled out in disgust and telling ourselves to "get a room".

Chenle and jisung couldn't agree any less. They all left their meals unattended as i felt a wet kiss on my neck. I pushed Jeno away and just glared at him.

"You're quiet today Donghyuck, what's up?", Renjun asked while picking at his salad.

I remained calm but the look of guilt was still casted on my face.

"What happened to Mark hyung? Where is he?", i half lied. I knew what happened. I happened.

"Uhh he said that he had work to do and need to study for a test tomorrow", Jisung chimed in giving me the information i needed.

Liar. He doesn't have a test tomorrow.

"Okay thanks, i need to go to the toilet", i excused myself and left them all behind to go to the library. Mark's favourite hiding spot, which isn't exactly the best since I always know that he goes here to avoid me in any circumstances.

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I found him within the isle of the fiction books laying against the bookshelf with a book that he didn't even bother reading the title of on his face. The book cover had fairies in ballet shoes twirling around, which was a funny contrast on his more masculine attitude. Yet still a brat.

I crouched down and shook my head with a slight smile. Carefully removing the book off of his face, revealing wet eyelashes with a consistent breathing pattern coming from his slightly parted lips.

Wiping the single tear drop left in his inner eye corner with my thumb, he slowly regained his vision and blinked a couple times too many and stumbled back. A hard cover cased book from the top shelf came down bouncing on his head, and this time he really cried.

I knew that he wanted to leave but he was too much in pain to think straight. Instead, he let me comfort him with my arms wrapped around his broad shoulder and gently patting his head and left a kiss to ease the pain. Not sure why I did that, but it just came with the instincts.

"I'm sorry... i didnt me-"

"Save it", he cut me off and we remained silent still in our positions.

I deserved the cold treatment.