One Night Stand [MARKSON]

Chapter 1

Mark's POV

I was still asleep when I suddenly felt my foot being scratched by someone. It tickles!

"It's itchy yet I can't feel anything. What's wrong with my foot?" a guy said beside me. Wait, was that Gaga?

Damn it! It really tickles. I still don't want to get up. I'm still sleepy. My head actually hurts. It really does. Ow! Did we drank last night? Oh yeah, we did. We celebrated our two maknaes legality. Damn, I drank too much.

"That's weird!"

I quickly got up when this guy beside me used some sharp item to scratch my foot. "Yah!" I cried out which made Jackson jumped. Hey, it really is Gaga. Oh yeah, right. We're roommates.

"Would you please stop it, Gaga. My head really hurts right now" I snapped, still half asleep and laid down again.

"Oh, Yi En! It was yours. Sorry" he apologized. I felt his feet moved under the blankets. "There you are" he sounded relieved after scratching his own foot.

Afterwards, there was silence. The silence made me sleep once again. But not until Jackson's phone rang. It was really loud. It was unusual for Jackson to have such a loud ringtone. I should not worry, I'm sure he'll pick that up quickly.

I felt him moving beside me, as if he was looking for his phone. He was taking too long and my head was definitely killing with the pain. It was just too loud!

"Ugh! Answer the call, Gaga! I'm trying to sleep here" I snapped, pulling the sheets on top of my head and turned my back on him.

"I'm trying to look for it--- Oh wait..." his ringtone suddenly stopped. Thank God he found it. "It was my alarm. Wait, why did I set an alarm?"

Whatever. I just don't feel like getting up this early. My head's still aching.

Jackson suddenly gasped, "Oh shit! I have a flight in Hong Kong at 10!"

What a busy guy. I sometimes pity him but I also kinda feel jealous. He's more popular than the six of us.

I felt Jackson jumped out from the bed. He must be late. What time is it anyway? Nah, I shouldn't bother thinking about the time. It seems like we don't have anything to do today. It's only just this guy.

"Whoa... I'm fully naked. I don't remember taking off my clothes--- my clothes! Why are they scattering all over the floor?"

"Would you please stop talking to yourself?" I'm really trying to sleep here.

"Yi En, why are you hanging your boxers on the window?"

"I'm wearing them, you idiot"

"But that is yours, right?"

Ugh! This guy, really. I turned to Jackson, who really was fully naked, and saw him pointing at the window. I got fully awake when I saw my boxers hanging on the window. How the hell did it get there? Wait, does that mean--

"Oh shit! Are you also naked?!" Jackson cried out, cringing.

Most of the times, Jackson is the only one who sleeps naked. And most of the times, he sleeps beside me. So it's kinda normal for us in that way. But if I am also naked... This will surely be a nightmare!

I checked under the sheets, and damn! I am really naked. I looked back at Jackson and nodded as an answer to his question.

"Eeeeww! We both slept naked!" Jackson cried out. He, then, looked at me with his eyes wide open.

"What happened last night anyway? I couldn't remember any-- Ow! Fuck!" I was about to stand up when I suddenly felt a pain in my arse. Sheets were still covering my lower part.