NCT/WAYV Oneshots

🔥Drunk Confessions- Yumark

"can I kiss you?" Yuta's eyelids were hooding his eyes creating a lustful look.

Mark didn't say anything. He tightened his grip on Yuta's arms as he went up on his tippy toes. He leaned in closing the gap between them connecting their lips in a soft kiss.

Yuta pulled mark closer by the jacket closing his eyes and deepening the kiss passionately.

Their mouths moved together as the kiss got more aggressive, mark gripping on Yuta's sleeves running his hands up his arms to hang over his shoulders. Yuta wrapped one arm tightly around mark's thin waist pulling him until their bodies were touching.

Yuta pushed mark back until he was against the wall, the kiss still strong.

When they finally broke apart, their cheeks were red, their lips swollen.

Mark stared at Yuta with droopy eyes.

"are... are you okay?" Yuta asked worried he made mark uncomfortable.

"yeah... yeah, I'm okay." Mark smiled. His cheeks were dusted with a bright red, his eyes tired.

"are you sure?" Yuta said seriously, his hand gently resting on mark's shoulder.

Mark took a breath and looked up at yuta. He scanned Yuta's face, the wind blowing his hair to the right.

He stared into yuta's eyes and nodded, his bangs bouncing on his forehead.

Yuta smiled at him rubbing his thumb over mark's shoulder.

"yuta... I, I feel weird..." mark said in a soft voice.

"weird? Weird like how?" yuta said with a slight chuckle.

"I don't know... I've never... kissed a guy before."

Yuta looked at him with a serious face indicating that he was listening.

"well, did you... not like it?" yuta sked cautiously.

Mark stopped for a second his eyes shifting from left to right.

"no. no, I did like it... I liked it a lot actually." Mark admitted his brows curled in confusion. He brought his hand up running it down his face in frustration.

"what does that mean yuta?" he asked his hand covering the top half of his face.

Yuta sighed with a smile.

"it means whatever you want it to mean mark." Yuta replied softly.

Mark still looked flustered and yuta knew he was processing a lot.

"look mark, what happened... it doesn't have to mean anything... we can forget about the whole thing, just blame it on the alcohol, it's no big deal." Yuta said with a half-smile, feeling slightly hurt on the inside.

Yuta turned to walk away but mark spoke which made him stop.

"but It did mean something."

Yuta paused before he slowly turned back around to face mark.

"huh?" yuta said in disbelief.

Mark took a deep breath, his fists clenched at his sides.

"whatever I felt when you kissed me wasn't nothing yuta. Whatever that was... it made me feel... something. Something I don't think I've ever felt before..."

Yuta blinked in shock.

"mark, I think that's the alcohol talking, really it's okay if it was weird, you don't have to make me feel better." Yuta said looking at mark.

Mark sighed in frustration.

He exhaled deeply before he briskly walked up to yuta. He grabbed the collar of yuta's shirt and pulled him down connecting their lips a second time.

Yuta's eyes fluttered shut, his heart swelling as mark kissed him passionately. He rested his hands on the side of mark's waist before they broke apart.

"you're really frustrating sometimes yuta." Mark teased as he wrapped his arms around yuta's neck.

Yuta laughed pressing his forehead to mark's.

"does this mean what I think it means?" yuta asked softly, his eyes closed.

Mark smiled, his hold on yuta tightening.

"will you be my boyfriend?" mark said just above a whisper.

Yuta smiled wide pulling mark into his chest and squeezing him tight.

"duh! Of course, I'll be your boyfriend you dork!" yuta teased happily placing a dozen little pecks to mark's cheek.

Mark giggled happily as yuta continued to shower him with kisses.

"okay, okay that's enough yuta!" mark giggled as he playfully pried yuta off of him.

Yuta was absolutely glowing, his smile wide, his eyes sparkly.

"what do you say we ditch this party and go get something to eat?" yuta said ruffling mark's bangs.

"I think that's a great idea." Mark smiled.

Yuta took mark's hand in his interlocking their fingers as he led mark out of johnny's house and into his car.

They listened to the radio softly as yuta drove, their hands interlocked on top of the center console. Yuta rubbed his thumb over mark's knuckles, his heat fluttering at his new reality.

He had had a huge crush on mark since the eighth grade and after so many years of trying to accept the fact that mark would never feel the same, here he was taking him to dinner as his boyfriend.

He couldn't be happier with the way that night went, and he was excited to get to love and cherish mark for as long as he lived.