HEARTBEAT.
animating unifying force

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     "THIS DAY IS SO FUCKING WEIRD," Jaemin cussed under his breath, collapsing on the bed and then bouncing back a little due to the softness of the mattress. "Right? I am so confused right now. Hyuck has seizures?" Renjun whispered, inching closer to the older. Jaemin faces the latter with soft eyes, resting his head on his arm. "We kind of discovered it one day. Something happened—" the younger paused, sucking in a breath. "It was really b-bad, and t-then he start-ted shaking and a-all,".

        "Then why didn't you bring him to the hospital?" Renjun asked, concern entailed his tone. Jaemin pointed out that it was because of the storm, and the lack of money. The older took pity on him, his hand slowly taking Jaemin's, lacing their fingers together and holding it tight. "Hey, don't think about it much," Renjun said softly, his gaze centered on the latter. Jaemin's heart skipped a beat as the older flashes a hearty smile at him, noticing how his cheeks turn red at the slightest intimacy.

        Shrugging it off, Jaemin asked, "Why did you take so long though?", his head slightly tilting. "Well, the flood was so high and we had to wait for it to go down a bit. It was really hard to walk. We even had a hard time running through to get to the house. Mark was beyond worried, and kept on yelling out curses. Everything was crazy," Renjun finished off with a deep sigh, relieved that all the chaos was pretty much done. Jaemin was glad that his hyungs did so much just for them. To say the least, he felt lucky to have them by their side.

"Hey, pass me my pajamas please! I forgot them," Jeno yelled from inside the bathroom and knocked against the door. Jaemin sighed and sat up, grabbing his clothes from the night stand. He stood up, walking to the bathroom and opened the door. His eyes widen and his jaw dropped at the rather majestic sight before him.

Jeno, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, mouthed a "thank you" at the younger, and slowly closed the door in front of him. Jaemin gulped at the sight, seeing his perfectly lined abs and chest. His heart racing and his cheeks flushed, he walks back to the bed and burries his face under the covers, flustered as fuck.

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       "S-Stop!" Chenle chuckles under his breath. Jisung continues poking his sides and his body lunges at different directions, as if electrocuted. "I-It tickles!" the older yelps, laughing at a high pitch. Jisung remains unbothered, loving how the boy flinches at every touch.

        "Lele, you're so ticklish!" Jisung squeals at the barely-still boy, wiggling in the bed and jumping around like some maniac. Finally, he rests his arms back, Chenle breathing heavily. "Oh fuck—Oh!" Chenle yells, covering his wide open mouth with his hand. His eyes widen and so as Jisung's. "Holy shit dude... you cursed!" the younger shouted back, struck with shock and amazement. Chenle blamed the younger for getting used to swearing a lot. "It's your fault! You always swear right at my face, and now I'm getting used to it,".

"Yeah but it doesn't mean you have to copy me!" Jisung protested, crossing his arms and pouting. "Fuck you, okay?" Chenle muttered sinfully while the younger giggled at his remark.

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"You're hot,"

Donghyuck whispers while facing the older. Mark turns to face him, slowly opening his eyes, to see the sunlight seeping through the window blinds, settling on the younger's golden tan cheek. Hyuck's eyes twinkle in the sunshine as Mark feels his throat going dry. His eyes scan over his features, meticulously admiring every mole on his face, and how beautiful his honey-like skin was, and how his lashes fall perfectly on his eyelids, and how his shiny pink lips pucker ever so slightly as he speaks each and every word. It reminded him of how utterly ethereal Lee Donghyuck was, and everything about him made his heart race, a magical feeling growing inside of him in the simplest things. He was just, spectacular. Breath-taking. Perfect.

"Hyung!" the younger snaps, raising his voice a little. The latter's eyes widen, falling out of the little trance he'a gotten into. His mind unable to think properly, he manages to slip a hum from his lips. "Yeah?".

"I said you're hot!" Donghyuck says sternly, facing the younger whose cheeks start to burn up in a shade of red. "Uh..." Mark whispers lowly, his heart pulsating in his chest. "Thanks?" he said with an unsure tone, as if asking a question.

"What do you mean, 'thanks'?" Hyuck spat at the him, giving him a "what the fuck" look. Mark, on the other hand, is deeply confused. He places a hand on the older's forehead, which made the latter shake his head in dismay. "I think you have a fever," Hyuck sighed softly.

        Mark felt the whole world crashing before him as humiliation spread across his cheeks, painting them in bright reds. He bit his lip and Donghyuck smirked knowingly, as the older felt like melting in the puddle of his own embarrassment. "You adorable bitch," Hyuck teased the younger, pinching his reddened cheeks with a sly grin on his lips. Mark can't understand the feeling he's getting—if he should be annoyed of his cockiness or if he feels rather turned on with the younger's dominance. Either way, this side of him threatens chills down his spine, that tingly feeling in the pit of his stomach coming back. Not to mention the rate of his heart beat at the moment.

Donghyuck was driving him insane, and that's a fact.

        Hyuck stood up from the bed and went to Jisung and Chenle's room, who were still sleeping in their beds. "Jisung-ah!" he shouted at the door, gripping on the doorknob and barging in. Chenle had his legs and arms wrapped around Jisung, while the younger burried his head on the crook of his neck—an uwu-worthy moment.

        The loud shouts of the older echoed through Chensung's ear drums, causing them to flinch at the sudden noise. They sat up from their beds and saw Donghyuck in all his cocky form. "Hyung, what do you want?" Jisung snapped, annoyed. The fact that this certain male had to interrupt his cuddle session with Chenle in all this arrogance had him pissed. "Where's your first aid kit?" Hyuck asked, leaning against the door frame like no big deal. "Bathroom," Jisung bluntly whispered, collapsing back on the bed as Chenle followed, wrapping his arms around the younger. Donghyuck exited, somehow enjoying all the gayness these two had to offer.

        He walks in the bathroom and made his way to the sink. He swung the medicine cabinet open and grabbed the clear plastic first aid kit from its shelves. Donghyuck walks back to Mark, curled up in the bed. His black fringe rests perfectly on top of his eyelids and his pink lips were too irresistible, he practically wanted to kiss them. The sunlight hit his face, and Hyuck was stunned with the sight before him. Mark flutters his eyes open, his brown orbs gleaming softly with the sunshine against his face, highlighting his features. Donghyuck stared in awe as the beauty of this boy bloomed right in front of him, his heart pounding in his chest, his cheeks tainted ever so slightly with pink.

"Oh, h-hey," Mark stumbles over his words, which were even barely audible. "What'd you say?" Donghyuck said, sitting beside Mark laying in bed. "N-Nothing..." he stammers nervously, burrying his head in the sheets.

        "Get over here, baby boy," Hyuck whispers softly which made Mark's heart flutter. Baby boy? To be honest, Mark liked it. In fact, he loved it. He loved it more because it was from Hyuck.

        "B-Baby b-boy?" Mark accidentally whispered to himself, thinking hard about it, confused of all this shit, not knowing that Donghyuck actually heard it. "Yeah. You like that?" the younger smirked at him, enjoying how flustered the boy got afterwards. Mark was unsure how to response, but he knew that he had to spill it all at some point. "Uh, y-yeah..." the latter replied, nervously stammering with reddened cheeks. All he did was say the truth, alright. He loved it. It was music to his ears.

        "Oh, ok, baby boy," Donghyuck chuckled softly afterwards, loving this shy side of Mark. This vulnerability of the older had him urge to protect, to love. His soft side is one of his favorites. Every time he makes the boy flustered, or make his cheeks red, or make his heart beat faster than usual, it just all felt wonders.

        Hyuck opened the first aid kit and pulled out an ear thermometer. He softly inserted it in his ear, looking at Mark for assurance. "Good?" he asked the older, receiving a shy nod from him. Donghyuck pressed the button of the thermometer and a beep sounded, pulling it away. He checked the tiny screen and his eyes widen in shock. "Thirty-nine point four. That's quite warm if I do say so myself," he mumbles softly, his eyes deeply worried. Hyuck pulled out some paracetamol out of the kit and popped it out of its shell. "Hold up, let me get you some water!" the boy exclaimed, jumping out of bed. "Oh, wait-" the younger whispers softly to himself, and finally kneeling down by the bed facing Mark. Donghyuck leans in slowly, looking at Mark with soft eyes, getting lost in each other. He plants a kiss on the latter's cheek, smiling softly afterwards. "Gotta go!" he says happily, feeling achieved and all bubbly inside. Mark stares at the younger sprinting out of the room and can't help but smile at him. He rubs his fingertips on the place Hyuck's lips were, reminiscing on such a precious moment.

He just loves Lee Donghyuck, okay.

The way he cares for the older, and how cute he looks every time, and how he just wants him to be his, you know?

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🌸 | a/n !
— 1,700 words woAH ok buT ik this book is full of markhyuck but, how can i not?? i love them so much like dood :)) also did yall see somi? damn
— HYUCKHAN !