[ this story is gonna be a long ass ride ]

"why can't you just accept my hugs and kisses?" haechan pouted as he looked at mark from afar.

"hyuck? what are you doing?" taeil sat beside the younger.

"hyung...does mark hyung hates me?"

"i don't know." the elder shrugged. "ask him."

"just...always remember that i'm here." taeil smiled as he pat the younger's back.

"aww...hyung is so sweet. that's why i love you." haechan said as he hugged his hyung.

"but, i love mark hyung more." he said, making the elder giggle.

"of course you'll say that." taeil said, patting the younger's head.

mark glared at the two male hugging each other.

"what is he doing with taeil hyung?" he clenched his fist as he stood up from his seat.

•

heachan and the dreamies, well, without mark, were playing the zombie game when haechan's phone suddenly buzzed.

'aigoo. why did my phone buzzed?' haechan firrowed his brows as he looked at his pocket.

"oh," renjun heard the phone buzz. "whose phone was that?" he said, walking towards the direction of the noise he heard.

"remember! no one can be excused!" renjun said, making heachan more annoyed.

"hah! got you!" renjun bit haechan's thighs.

"ow! hyung! that hurt!" heachan hissed as he massaged his bitten thigh.

"hyung! you're next!" jisung said as he helped renjun remove the blindfold.

"alright!" he said, completely forgetting about his phone.

just then, his phone buzzed again.

"wait. let me just..." he said, taking out his phone and putting it on silent mode, without even looking at the person who messaged him. he placed his phone beside the tv and then put on the blindfold.

"i feel like we're forgetti--" chenle's words was cut by haechan screaming 'let's start!'.

"the forehead flick!" chenle said, ignoring haechan's words.

haechan mentally face palmed himself. he didn't want to get his punishment.

"hyung's tryna' avoid it eh?" jaemin smirked as he warm up his hands.

haechan suddenly got an idea.

"wait-- my phone! you guys keep on playing, someone was texting me! you'll never know. it might be important!" he awkwardly laughed as he took his phone and quickly went out of the living room.

'phew, i saved my forehead.' he said, smiling like he achieved something really important.

'now, my phone.' he said, opening his phone as he walked outside their dorm.

2 new messages from mork...
good morning hyuck. what are you doing today?
are you free? do you want to hang out?

'mark hyung?' his eyes sparkled. mark never made the first move on texting haechan.

i'm not free. i'm lee donghyuck.
anyways, sure. where do you want
to go?

he walked towards a bench and sat there.

'now, we wait.' he looked at his phone brightly.

a few minutes passed and mark still hasn't replied yet.

20 minutes...still none.

30 minutes.

haechan was about to give up, but his phone buzzed.

sorry for the late reply.
jaehyun hyung took my phone
while i was in the shower.

'wait, so does that mean the hangout was fake?' his smile quickly disappeared. 'what is jaehyun hyung doing with him anyways?' he scoffed.

it's alright, hyung.

his message was seen by mark.

'this isn't something to be sad about!' he tried to encourage himself. but failed. "what am i even expecting anyways?" he sighed as he brush his hair using his fingers.

wait...are you still free?
do you still want to hangout?

haechan's smile turned back and quickly replied back.

i'm still not free, cause i'm
lee donghyuck.
and yes, i want to hangout.
i'm bored.

where are you, right now?

outside of our dorm.
sitting on a bench.

i'm heading out now.

haechan put his phone back in his pocket happily. 'i can't believe he really made the first move!' he jumped up and down, and raised his fist in the air, whispering a little 'yes!'. 'anyways, calm down lee donghyuck. some people might think you're weird.' he breathed in and out as he sat back down.

"hyuck? waht were you doing?" mark giggled behind him.

"w-wait. mark hyung? when did you arrive?"

"you don't need to know. let's go get some ice cream." mark said, holdong haechan's hands and dragging him to an ice cream shop.

haechan was startled but all he did was stare at their hands. 'he's holding my hands. i can't believe it.' his jaw was dropping but he didn't notice it. 'his hands are so soft. is this even the mark lee i met?' he's too busy admiring their hands that he didn't even notice they're already at the shop.

"hyuck? are you alright? a fly might enter your mouth if you keep your mouth open." the elder waved his hands on the younger's face, making the younger flinch and get back from his senses.

"are you mORk?" heachan suddenly blurted out.

the elder giggled making haechan look away to hide his blushing face.

"of course i'm mark. why do you think that?" mark ruffled the younger's hair.

"let's just get ice cream! i'm starving for ice cream!" haechan said, making the elder giggle again.

'why does he keep on giggling every second? do i look like a clown?' he thought, not meaning to pout.

"hyuck? are you alright?" mark saw haechan pout in a sad way so he quickly raised haechan's head.

"i'm fine, hyung. what flavor do you want?" he asked as he put on his smiling face. mark was relieved to see haechan was alright, but he feels like something is missing.

"are there any watermelon flavored popsicles?" mark asked looking at the menu. "oh, and it's my treat, hyuckie. what do you want?" mark asked again, looking at haechan.

"chocolate? are there any?"

•

haechan's eyes sparkled as he saw the ice cream, being placed on their table.

"ice cream, my love. why did you just arrive today?" haechan took his spoon and scooping it on the ice cream. while mark payed for the ice creams they bought.

"hyuck...can i ask you something?" mark said as he opened the wrapper of the popsicle. haechan just hummed, he was too busy eating ice cream.

"do you like taeil-hyung? i mean...you don't have to answer it if you feel uncomfortabl--"

"of course!" haechan said without thinking twice. he continued eating his ice cream before continuing his sentence.

"oh." was the only thing that came out from mark's mouth before licking his popsicle.

his heart broke into pieces, hearing that from donghyuck. from his donghyuck.

"he's like a brother to me." haechan suddenly said, which caught mark's attention. 'wait-- as a brother?' his lips slowly formed a smile, without him being awared.

"hyung? why are you smiling? you were frowning just a second ago..." haechan looked confused.

"it's nothing, hyuckie..." mark smiled even wider, making the younger freak out for a while. but...hyuckie...you don't know how long the younger waited for mark to call him that.

"oh?" mark looked at the younger's face, and took a tissue. "there's ice cream on your face, you pig." mark giggled for the nth time today. he wiped the ice cream under the tanned male's skin which made his heart skip a beat. 'wait, how can my heart skip a beat?'

"your heart skipped a beat?" mark asked . the younger's eyes widened. "no?" haechan laughed awkwardly.

"then, why did you ask?" mark giggled again.

"hyung, you keep on giggling. are you sure you're mark, mark?" haechan asked as he eat more from his ice cream.

"of course," mark licked his popsicle. "i'm mark lee. your one and only mark lee."

'your...?' haechan's face heated up. 'i'm usually the one making everyone panicking, but why am i affected by his words?' he sulked silently.

"hyuck...do i have a chance?"

- end -