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"No. Get out," Mark said, and he shook his head as Jeno continued to try and force his way into his house, a foot by the door frame and a head poked in. "You're an asshole, and I don't allow assholes to enter my house."
"Oh come on, Mark!" Jeno groaned, throwing his hands up as he spoke, but then immediately jerked forwards to stop the older from closing the door on his face, again. "I said I'm sorry!"
"Well say that to Donghyuck, the boy who waited in the rain for you, cried for you, and has been waiting for you to make it up to him." Mark scoffed as he let go of the door, because he knew Jeno was just going to annoy him until he gave up, and walked over to his kitchen, attempting to finish off the lunch he had started making before he was very rudely interrupted.
"I did," Jeno said and nodded his head, following after Mark once he neatly placed his shoes to the side. "I went to his house and asked him if he wanted to hang out with me."
Mark ignored what Jeno said and choose to focus on something more important. After the cafe d—hang out, Donghyuck had been avoiding Mark, and apparently Jeno. He couldn't help but wonder if it was because of the incident that took place a few days ago, or something else, since Mark was so sure he had managed to lighten the younger's mood up by then. It was confusing. Donghyuck was confusing. But then again no one was telling him what was going on either.
"Are you even listening to me?" Jeno grabbed Mark's wrist, spinning him around and glaring at him. But soon after, as Mark looked down at him with disgust, Jeno caved in, lowering his head in shame and feeling the guilt of the situation rush over him. "Listen, I know...I feel bad for what I've—"
"And Jaemin," Mark added, and Jeno tensed under his gaze.
"Yeah, and Jaemin," He nodded, and kept his head low. The look Mark had on his face was too much. They had been friends since they were very young, and so, seeing Mark so disappointed in him, feeling a high amount of resentfulness towards him, it was a little overwhelming. It had never been like this.
Mark would never get angry at Jeno, it was almost as if he couldn't. Even when Jeno got selected to be in the basketball team instead of Mark, or when Jeno started ignoring him because he had new friends, or even when Jeno made a move on the person Mark had been crushing on since they were younger. Mark never expressed his anger, or sadness, or betrayal. Instead, he would come to Jeno, tell him that being part of the team would be fun and that if he stresses too much he had Mark with him, remind him that he doesn't need to change himself to make others like him, and give Jeno tips on how to date Donghyuck.
And of course, Jeno felt bad. But clearly, not bad enough.
"If you don't tell Donghyuck that you're cheating on him," Mark started, and brought a hand up to Jeno's chest, applying enough pressure to push him back. "Then I will personally go to him," Mark pushed him again, "And tell him, that his shitty boyfriend has been cheating on him," he leaned forwards, face inches apart from Jeno and his hand quickly opening the door to his house, "With his pathetic excuse of a best friend."
With that, Mark gave Jeno one last push, feeling satisfied when he watched the younger's face morph from surprise to panic, and shut the door. Mark wanted to help Donghyuck, and tell him that he doesn't deserve someone like Jeno or Jaemin. That he deserves the best, especially since even after everything, he still trusts Jeno (though it's a pretty stupid thing to do).
Just as Mark was about to walk away from his door, he heard in a small voice,
"If you tell Donghyuck, then I'll tell everyone what you did to me when we were younger."
Mark froze, his breath hitched and his eyes widened. Jeno wouldn't, he wouldn't, he wouldn't, he wou—
"I swear I will, if you tell Donghyuck," Jeno's voice interrupted his inner thoughts, and Mark felt his heartbeat fasten. He hurriedly opened the door again before immediately grabbing Jeno's collar. He brought him close to him and stared at the younger's (relieved) eyes with anger.
"You're honestly the worst person I've met," Mark snarled, his voice getting louder every time he spoke. "You're more willing to ruin your best friends life rather than fix your own mess! Not only have you destroyed the relationship you had with Donghyuck, you've messed it up with Jaemin as well. How do you think Donghyuck's going to react when he finds out, huh? When he finds out that his best friend, the person he trusts the most, the person he's grown up with, and the person who he definitely loves more than you, has betrayed him? Has trampled over his trust as if it meant nothing? You're disgusting Lee Jeno, you really are disgusting."
The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in Mark's empty apartment and he let out a sigh. He heard as Jeno hit the door one last time before heading off. Mark knows he should tell Donghyuck before it gets too late, before Donghyuck also loses trust in him, but he can't. He especially can't when Jeno just threatened to use his past against him. The childish, immature things he had once done to Jeno. The hurtful words, the rumours, the incident that involved Jeno's parents, everything. If Donghyuck was to find out about that, everything Mark had built up to that moment would be destroyed. His attempt to go back to normal, fix his ways, perhaps move on from his horrible memories.
Yet here Jeno was, ready to rub salt into his nearly healed wounds.
Jeno let out a groan of frustration, hit a hand over his head and then glanced over his shoulder, his eyes trailing down the building and then back to his phone. The screen lit up and a name was displayed. Jeno's heart fluttered as he read it, and quickly answered the call.
"Hey baby, what's up?" Jeno asked, holding the phone to his ear and picking up his pace, eager to get home quickly.
"I'm bored!" The caller whined, and Jeno chuckled softly. "Why'd you leave me at your house alone? It took me an hour just to find where your snacks were."
"Sorry, sorry," Jeno replied, and at this point he was jogging back to his house. "I'll be there soon Jaeminie, just wait a little longer, okay?"
"Okay!"
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