donghyuck woke up the next morning with sunlight hitting him straight in the face. he squinted his eyes as he took in the scent around him. it smelled minty yet warm and comforting; like mark. he was confused why his bed smelled like mark as he got a huge headache. he groaned and clutched his head, closing his eyes.
a low chuckle was heard from very close next to him, that much he could tell. for the sake of understanding what was going on, he opened his eyes again. it took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the brightness but through his foggy vision, he could see a figure leaning against the closed door. "mark?" his voice was still husky from sleep and he wasn't exactly sure of the identity of the person watching him.
"you slept well, i'm assuming," mark spoke, confirming donghyuck's suspicion. he could never get the voice wrong. "what's going on?" he groaned as the pain shot at his head once more. "take the pills with the water on the bedside table, you look like you need it," mark advised. donghyuck didn't miss how mark avoided his question but he wanted something to help get rid of the headache he had as soon as possible.
after taking the medicine, he sat up in the bed. his vision was slowly being restored and things weren't as foggy as they were before. "what happened yesterday?" he repeated his question from before. "we finished our shoot, right?" mark nodded, finally answering one of his questions. "what happened after that?" donghyuck questioned. mark had an amused smile on his face but decided he had anough fun picking at the younger.
"we went out to eat and celebrate the end of our shoot and you got drunk on wine. everyone but jisung and i got drunk, i've already checked on everyone though. you definitely look the worst," he laughed. donghyuck shot him a glare. all though he was becoming more awake of his surroundings, his headache wasn't decreasing yet.
"where am i?" he looked at mark curiously. he could tell now that mark was wearing a black hoodie and grey sweat pants. his black hair was damp and showed signs that he had dried it with the towel that was hanging on his left shoulder. "in a hotel," mark answered plainly.
donghyuck wanted nothing more than to wack mark upside the head but due to his headache, he refrained. "no shit, sherlock. now, where am i?" he asked again. he honestly didn't want to be in a mood from the morning, but he couldn't help it when mark was acting that a dick and he was feeling pain in his head.
"you're in my bed," mark stated flatly. donghyuck's eyes widened as he loooked around him. sure enough, he was in mark's bed. but... why was he there? he realized that he wasn't just hallucinating when he thought he smelled mark's scent around him. donghyuck looked down at his clothes and recognized them to be mark's. he often wore mark's clothing, but hearing the story about them going to a restaurant didn't add up to why he'd be wearing mark's clothing. on top of that, they were extremely casual clothes.
he lifted the fabric of the short to his nose and sniffed it. it smelled exactly like mark, meaning that he had worn it earlier before donghyuck did. "did you just smell my shirt?" mark raised an eyebrow at him. donghyuck rolled his eyes, "it's called research." the older seemed confused by what he meant but didn't push the topic.
even after thinking about it more thouroughly, donghyuck couldn't understand why he was dressed the way he was. "mark hyung, you said you were sober last night, right?" he asked. mark nodded, curious as to what the conversation was heading to. "when i was drunk, did you...," his voice trailed off as his cheeks tinted pink. "did i what?" mark pestered.
"when i was drunk... did you change my clothes?"
the younger blushed and his vision fell to his hands that were fidgeting in his lap. he risked a glance at mark and noticed how he looked caught off gaurd by the question. "maybe," he rubbed his nape. "we were arguing about you drinking wine and you spilled some on yourself, so i changed your shirt to mine. as for your pants, i didn't want you to have to sleep in black leather pants, they seemed uncomfortable," mark explained clearly, like a kid who was trying to get out of trouble with their teacher.
"o-oh," donghyuck blushed. "i didn't touch you or anything weird, and it's not like i haven't seen you before," mark muttered the last part but donghyuck still heard it. "i didn't say you did anything, i was just asking if you changed my clothes," he defending, his face turned more and more red. mark laughed and eased the awkwardness slightly. the melodic sound of his laughter was like music to donghyuck's ears.
when mark stopped laughing, the room fell in a silence filled with tension. "yo guys," a knock came at the door from behind mark. donghyuck slightly jumped in his place while mark turned around and opened the door to see jeno. "get ready to go, we're getting lunch," he let them know. he shot a curious look at donghyuck (most likely because he was visibly in mark's bed), before giving out a small smile and leaving for his own room.
the two that were left in the room stared at eachother for a brief moments before their hunger took over and they prepared to leave.
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a few days had passed since the drinking incident and donghyuck was taking some essential things to move with him to the dreamies' dorm. with their comeback being soon, his manager let him know that he and mark should move in to the dream dorm for a while as they would be busy with promotions and rehearsals.
"hold on haechan, i'll be back in a sec," jaehyun stood up and left the room. donghyuck nodded and continued packing his things. jaehyun had been a help when it came to deciding what to pack or just giving him advice on anything in general. the most recent common topic was about the canadian boy who lived only a few doors down.
donghyuck sighed as he placed the last piece of clothing that he could probably fit in his suitcase down. before he could zip it up, someone cleared their throat behind. he automatically thought it was jaehyun, but when he turned around, he was proved wrong. "hey," mark smiled. "hi," donghyuck smiled back. "having trouble?" mark gestured towards the suitcase waiting to be zipped.
"not yet, but i think it might be hard to close," he said truthfully. mark stood next to, squating so he could fold over the top. "it's okay mark, i've got it," donghyuck grabbed the zipper before mark could. "let me just do it for you," mark's hands were placed ontop of te younger's. donghyuck didn't mean to, but he oved his hands back immediately. mark looked at him worriedly and donghyuck shook his head as if to say, 'it's nothing'.
the ravenette didn't miss his chance to take a hold on the zipper and donghyuck rolled his eyes in annoyance. "i've never met someone as stubborn as you," he said. mark just sent him a cheeky grin, "i've never met someone as stubborn as you, either." they made eye contact and it only took a couple of seconds before they both burst out laughing. it was nice to feel relaxed for even just a moment.
after calming down, they made eye contact again. mark had a smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes. although the corners of his mouth were turned upwards, it was clear as day that it was a sad smile. donghyuck could only imagine that he mirrored the same expression.
for two people who called themselves bestfriends, everytime they were around eachother, it felt like they were walking on egg shells. donghyuck hated it. he hated how close they used to be. he hated how awkward they acted now. he missed the more simple times when he and mark would sit in a room and they would sing together for hours while mark played the guitar. he missed the old jokes they shared and how close they were.
they used to never kept secrets from eachother. all of that seemed to change once donghyuck developed feelings for mark. in a way, donghyuck blamed himself for the distance and everything else inbetween. "if i didn't have to hide my feelings from mark, we wouldn't be as distant as we are right now," he remembered saying to jaehyun one night when mark was on his mind.
"you know," mark broke the silence, gaze remaining on the pretty boy in front of him. "i care about you more than you'll ever know and it really hurts me to see you like this," he spoke. his words seemed to echo in donghyuck's mind. "i'm sorry fo-," donghyuck was cut off before he could finish. "i'm not done yet," mark looked at him seriously.
the brunette let him know he was listening and that he wouldn't cut him off anymore by nodding his head. "your mental and physical health is more important to me than anything and i really do hope that you can tell me what it is. it's hurts to see you like this but not be able to help you. you know that whatever it is, i won't judge you, right?" mark let out all at once. donghyuck could picture mark alone in his room with all these thoughts swarming his mind. he felt guilty for making mark worry so much about him.
"i know," he said sofly. there was a pause between them before donghyuck spoke again. "i wish i could tell you," he admitted vaguely. "then tell me, please," mark pleaded. "i-i can't right now. not yet," donghyuck choked on his words. they tasted bitter on his tongue and guilt was swallowing him alive.
mark's expression was dripping with disappointment and donghyuck couldn't help it when he muttered a, "i'm sorry." the older's face softened as he looked at donghyuck. "don't be, if you aren't ready, you shouldn't have to tell me. i'm sorry for pressuring you," he ran his fingers through donghyuck's hair, completely oblivious to the butterflies it was sending donghyuck.
"we should go know," mark spoke up after a long silence. donghyuck nodded and met eyes with jaehyun who was just enterng the room. "everything okay in here?" he must've caught on to their sad faces.
"yeah," mark looked at him, "everything's fine," he took donghyuck's hand in his and picked up the shorter's luggage with the other. donghyuck flushed red and was relieved when mark didn't turn back to look at him and instead began to walk out the door, pulling donghyuck from behind.
jaehyun looked at him with a puzzled expression. donghyuck gave him a weak smile without explanation and help up his phone, "i'll text you later." with that, the two were gone.
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a little bit of fluff and a little sad
✎ ---- dreaminghyuck