lee donghyuck | haechan/mark lee

In his brain, it goes like this: everything Mark just said + them holding hands right now + Mark looking like he wants to jump off a plane + the out of place offense at Donghyuck not taking his offer seriously + him sitting here, with Donghyuck, not even watching the movie that was probably very loudly distracting him from completing his time-sensitive essay = the second epiphany. Donghyuck's eyes widen. “Oh my god. You’re totally in love with me.”

Mark is obsessed with fucking Donghyuck raw. Like, genuinely. He’s not kidding. They dropped the condoms six months ago after they went for their stupid yearly SM-mandated checkup, and Mark had shown up on his doorstep that night with an excited smile, waving a piece of paper in Donghyuck’s face. Mark was the one to ask for it, his cheeks flaming but his voice firm, smile wide and assured, and Donghyuck was the one to give in, like always. Donghyuck just can't quite figure out why.