DIONYSIUS.
the god of ecstasy

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        As the sun sets across the horizon and the bright moon settles in, the boys gather around the kitchen and start preparing for dinner. Jeno and Jaemin started making the Kimchi Fried Rice while Renjun took charge in whipping up some stir-fried beef bulgogi. Chenle and Jisung tagged along with them, mostly assisting in the food prepping. Everyone was there—except for those two certain males.

        As Mark's fever got even worse and he became dizzier and dizzier, Donghyuck couldn't stand a chance to care for him at this crucial moment. He never left his side, constantly checking on him whether he's okay, or if he needs a little food in his stomach, or if it was time to take his meds, or even if Hyuck just wanted to admire the beauty of Mark Lee.

        If he'd be really honest, there were multiple, almost countless times he would just stare at the latter, scanning over his features, admiring every bit of this visual. His eyelashes curl up perfectly on his lids and his cheeks were tinted with a faint shade of pink. His fair skin was glowing, especially when the sunlight had just hit his face. And not to mention those lips—perfectly plump and pink, shimmering at every angle. And at the very moment he flutters his eyes open, looking softly at the younger sitting beside him, his brown orbs start sparkling, which made Donghyuck's heart race. It all seemed too magical. He was too beautiful. Breath-taking. Ethereal.

        Donghyuck slowly leans in, about to give the older a soft peck, when footsteps from the hallway started getting closer to the room. Within seconds, Chenle sprints inside and starts breathing heavily with sweat dripping from his bangs, exhausted. "Hyungs, come have dinner!" he announces happily—totally ignoring the fact that Donghyuck and Mark were in a very close proximity—and runs back out like no big deal.

        "Wait here, hyung, and I'll get you some food," Hyuck offers Mark, getting up from the bed and making his way to the door. "Y-You don't have to. I'll j-just get up," the older whispers in a raspy voice, trying his best to sit up straight from his bed. Pained groans and whispered escaped his lips, and instantly Donghyuck was there to assist him, intertwining their hands together. "No~ you have to stay here, or your fever will grow worse," the younger whines, Mark's body slumping back onto the soft mattress as he lets out a sigh. "Okay, fine," Mark breathes out, shutting his eyes close. Donghyuck smiles softly at him, slowly pressing a kiss on his nose. Mark's heart starts pounding crazily, feeling the butterflies in his stomach going nuts. His cheeks turn pink and so does Hyuck's, who slowly walked out the room to get some food, with bashful faces in shades of red.

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        "Here's the last bite~" Donghyuck flashes a toothy smile at Mark while he pushes the spoon in his mouth, chewing the rice and spicy beef and swallowing it. "Mhm, thanks, Hyuckie," Mark smiles softly, thanking the younger for being there for him at this shitty moment, and always insisted in caring for him.

         "No need to thank me," he whispers softly as he scoops out some of the food and munched it down. "Now," he starts off, pulling the blankets on Mark's chest, tucking him into bed.

"Hyuckie is just gonna get ready for bed, okay baby boy?".

        Mark's heart starts pulsating in his chest, pounding immensely that Donghyuck could probably hear each beat. His face heats up as he can feel it turn red. "Y-Yeah, okay," the older replies softly, visibly flustered. Hyuck enjoys making Mark a blushing mess, seeing him tumbling over his words, playing with his fingers, with rosy pink cheeks. He flashes a soft smile at the latter and walks out of the room, his heart beating incredibly fast as if he had just ran a marathon.

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        "Who's bored," Jisung announced as he slumped his body on the wooden floor.

        A chorus of "me's" echoed within the room, except for a voice, distinctively Renjun's, which let out an "I" being the cocky smartass he is.

Everyone was either on the floor, or resting on someone who's also on the floor. The whole house was a mess and almost seemed like a party was just held, but no, it was even barely as interesting as a party . Most of them concluded that God was giving them a sign to get them to sleep early, but no—an idea had sparked into Jisung's mind.

        "I got an idea!" Jisung stood up, flailing his hands in the air with twinkling eyes. Donghyuck could be seen walking down the stairs from a distance, and settling down at the living room with the others. The boys looked at Jisung intently, waiting for him to announce his—hopefully—clever idea.

        "Do y'all like drinking?" He asked the guys lying on the floor, and immediately they shot their heads up. Norenmin looked at each other with knowing looks and a smirk on their lips, while Chenle was eyeing the younger rather dangerously. On the other hand, Donghyuck just sat their, silent, feeling quite uneasy about the idea. He was just worried that something might go wrong. Someone might get hurt, and things can go bad, especially when you're under the influence of alcohol. He didn't want to say he was overthinking—maybe, excessively concerned? Downright worried? But either way, it all boiled down to the same thing.

Jisung squealed excitedly as he ran to the kitchen and returned with a tray of beer, and then going back to the kitchen with another tray, equalling to two trays of beer—that's twenty-four bottles in total, and that's only for the six of them. The others were really excited to start the "party" while Donghyuck still felt anxious. He didn't want to be a bitch and stop the party, but he still can't help but feel worried for the boys. Considering that Mark still has a fever and he still had to tend to him, he didn't want to drink so much and be drunk afterwards, and fail to take care of him properly, which worried him the most.

        "Hey," Jaemin sat beside Donghyuck who kept on spacing out and keeping quiet. The older looked up to Jaemin, smiling softly at the boy with sympathetic eyes.

"You okay?" he questions softly, placing his hand on Hyuck's shoulder and squeezed it lightly. Donghyuck let out a soft squirm as he bit his lip anxiously.

"Yeah," he whispered, looking down shamefully. "Just, a bit tired."

Donghyuck lied. In fact, he was filled with energy, after being with Mark a lot, but that's another story. He didn't want to say that he was worried, concerned, and all that, because he didn't want to ruin the fun time they were having. Hyuck returned Jaemin a fake smile as the younger chuckled softly, standing up from his seat.

"You can rest if you want, or stay with us too. It's your choice, Hyuck," he replied softly and walked back to Renjun who was looking at the beer trays with glistening eyes.

"I'm excited," Renjun mumbled to himself as Jaemin chuckled at the older's remark.

"Don't get too excited—and don't drink so much, hyung is going to kill us," the younger replied, and the latter gave him a deathly glare.

"I know, Jaemin, I'm responsible unlike you."

"Hm? Is that so?" the younger giggled as Renjun laughed with him too.

"Y'all gather in a circle!" Jisung yelled as he clapped his hands. The boys huddled up together, ready to have some fun. It had been extremely boring this past month or so, they weren't even stressing on that. Pushing all the worries, problems, and concerns away, they wanted to have some fun while it lasts—at least this once.

Chenle grabbed the bottle opener that was inserted in one of the trays, picking up a bottle of beer and sliding the opener through the tansan cap. He pushed it up and the cap came flying into the air, producing a satisfying sound as the liquid came gushing up to the rim of the bottle, the bubbles fizzing up and a few seconds later they slowly rised back down. The others did the same gist while Donghyuck just sat there, looking at them contemplating whether he should drink or not. Everyone had their drinks in their hand while Hyuck was empty-handed.

"Aren't you gonna join in, hyung?" Jisung asked softly. Not wanting to ruin the mood, Donghyuck reluctantly grabbed a bottle and opened it, raising it up in the air like the others.

"Cheers!" they yell out in unison as they chug down its contents. Everyone was screaming and squealing and having a great time.

Donghyuck's lips slowly curved into a smile and started enjoying the party.

"Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought," he mumbled to himself, genuinely happy.

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        ❀ | a/n !
— get ready for the next chapters bc iTS gETTING qUITE hEATED ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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