Day 1

Monday, 1:00 PM, Janitors closet

It's Monday 1:PM, and I- Okay okay lets not start like this. Hi, my name is Park Jinyoung, but you can call me Jinyoung. Yes my current location is indeed the janitors closet, why you may ask, if I had to answer I'd say that the people in my school are stupid enough to think that literally throwing someone back into the closet is going to magically de-gay them or something. I'm not sure if I want to know wether my answer is true to any extent. I came out about half a year ago and still the bullying hasn't stopped, although they don't bother locking the door anymore. I must say I do prefer staying here during brakes, just to avoid people and read by book in peace.

Jinyoung was just thinking to himself how utterly ridiculous all of that sounded to him when his body was hit with that of an unknown person with extreme force. An elbow hit his chest and a forehead colided with his own. In this short moment of agony he just managed to notice the clicking sound of a door being locked. The stranger stumbeled back clutching his forehead when he finally realized it was a person he hit. "Oh my god" He exclaimed in english "I'm so sorry for hitting you. It's just my friends, they're probably trying to pull some sort of prank on me or something, by throwing me in here" the beautiful Mark Tuan continued on rambling while rubbing his nape in embarrassment.

Of course Jinyoung knew him, I mean who wouldn't, beautiful, talented, kind, Mark Tuan, the most popular guy in school. He was just wondering why on earth his friends would throw him into a closet when Mark spoke again. "Yeah.. I'll go then, and sorry again" he said already reaching for the door knob, immediately noticing it was locked. Mark sighed in frustation. "They locked it" he exclaimed. Then Mark did something Jinyoung didn't expect, he sighed again and slid down the door to simply sit down on the floor. Jinyoung realized he was still standing there and quickly made to say something.

"I don't understand why they would lock it, they never do that to me anymore" he simply stated. "You're here more often?" Mark asked eyeing him in disbelief. "Every brake" he shortly answered. "I'm sorry for what just happened let me try again. Nice to meet you I'm M-" "Mark Tuan, yeah I know. Now tell me why on earth they would throw someone like you in here?" Jinyoung cut Mark of. Mark looked at him starteled. "I'm Jinyoung" he quickly added only now noticing how rude he had been "Park Jinyoung." Mark slowly nodded, looking concentrated like he was thinking really hard how to answer Jinyoung's question. He sighed again.

"I just came out to my friends. I thought they would support me, but here I am. I think that's a no on the acception scale." Jinyoung was shocked to say the least. The famous Mark Tuan was gay, now he didn't see that one coming, and how could his friends possibly not support him, for all Jinyoung knew he was a great guy. "Maybe they think that litteraly throwing me back into the closet will help me" Mark sadly chuckeled at his own words. "Story of my life" Jinyoung finally said with a little smile. It was true, it was the exact same thing that had happened to him.

"Seriously" Mark exclaimed "this happened to you too. And they still throw you in here?" Mark answered again now looking a tad bit afraid. "Not every day" Jinyoung hesitantly said "but sometimes staying here is the best way to avoid them, and like I said, they don't lock the door anymore." "But-" Mark was again cut of but now by a door opening and the face of the schools caretaker peeking inside of the closet. "Again Jinyoung" he said with a sad look in his eyes. "I thought they didn't lock the door anymore" he continued, barely noticing the other boy in the closet. Jinyoung quickly grabbed Marks arm and pulled him outside, all while saying a short thank you to the care taker. Finally out of the closet he let go of Mark and bid him goodbye before walking off to his class, leaving a confused Mark behind.

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Day 2

Tuesday 1:00 PM Janitors closet.

Today Jinyoung was prepared, and quickly stepped aside when Mark came whirling into the closet. He heard the door lock even before Mark could turn around and try to open it. "They locked it again" Mark almost yelled in frustration. "Hello to you too" Jinyoung said while sitting down. Mark looked at him and Jinyoung could see he had already given up on getting out of there before someone would come to take them out. Mark silently sat down still looking at Jinyoung who was now reading a book. He knew Jinyoung. It was hard not too, almost the whole school did because some guys thought it was funny to anounce that Jinyoung was gay to the whole shool when he came out. Mark himself was already struggeling with figuring out his uality back then, but he couldn't remember hearing that Jinyoung got bullied this badly after all of that happened. "So" Mark started off.

And so followed day three and four then day five and six rolled around, and Mark caught himself going to the closet even though they didn't always throw him in there anymore.Jinyoung too started looking foreward to his brakes more and more. They would talk about anything and everything and they soon realized they had found the friend they needed in each other, the friend they knew would support them, always.

weeks followed and Mark and Jinyoung grew as close as ever. Mark told Jinyoung about how his dad was always away for work and his mother was never home, and Jinyoung told Mark about his parents divorce and how it was just him and his mom now. They talked about books and music, sports and school, and everything friends talked about. The only interesting thing was they only talked during brakes. Yes they would ocasionally text, but both prefered talking in real life, and as both were in different classes their time together was cut to the brakes they shared.

One Friday after school Jinyoung stayed behind to study in the library. When he was finally done the school was as good as deserted and he was just making his way outside when he saw someone sitting on a bench near the exit. It was Mark. "Hey Mark" He yelled, making Mark look up, Mark unconsiously smiled immediately.Jinyoung quickly walked over to Mark. "What are you still doing here? Your scedule isn't due this late on Fridays."

"Well" Mark hesitantly started to answer like something was bothering him. Jinyoung knew Mark well, he was good at hiding his emotions but not to him anymore. Jinyoung could see Mark was uncomfortable. "Did something happen?" he asked now a little worried. "No, no" Mark quickly said "Well" he continued "My parents are out of town for the weekend and I don't have a key to get into the house" he finally said with a sigh. Jinyoung chuckeled a little at what Mark said, forgetful as always. "Hey don't laugh at me" Mark exclaimed indignantly "I don't have anywhere to go." Jinyoung slapped him after he said that. "Of course you do idiot, you know you can always stay with me." And so it happened, Mark slept over at Jinyoungs house for the weekend.

Mark was just a little uncomfortable. Jinyoungs mom was really nice and the meal she had cooked for them was delicious, but Mark had been developing some interesting feelings for Jinyoung. He was sure it was just a little thing and it would fly over. Just because Jinyoung was the first gay man Mark had met didn't mean he had to go ahead and like him a little too much. Although Mark wasn't sure if it was just the fact that Jinyoung was gay, it was everything about Jinyoung he liked and he realized that the little time they actually spend together wasn't enough for him anymore. This also meant he couldn't help but change his behaviour around Jinyoung, he would get all giddy and laugh a little too much. Not that Jinyoung seemed to mind, in fact Jinyoung loved Mark's laugh. And that wasn't the only thing he loved about Mark, it was his everything. Jinyoung too couldn't help but start to fall for Mark bit by bit just as hard as Mark was falling for him.

Mark was wearing Jinyoungs clothes and it almost killed him. Jinyoung was everywhere and the fact that he would be spending the full weekend in his present allmost made him faint. He couldn't help but realize how lucky he was to have Jinyoung and suddenly started doubting himself. He could never be good enough for Jinyoung, the lovely, bright, kind, helpfull, smart, funny, beautiful, Park Jinyoung. He was currently lying on the matrass Jinyoung had put on the ground next to his bed for Mark to sleep on. Didn't want him to feel uncomfortable or something like that he had said, but he was shivering. It was so cold on the floor that Mark was litteraly shivering. Jinyoung, of course, couldn't help but notice. "Mark" he said "are you cold?". Mark new what this meant. He didn't want to say yes, afraid it would hurt Jinyoung who had put so much effort into making him comfortable. "No" he ansered failing to keep his voice completely steady.

"Come here" Jinyoung whispered holding up the blankets of his bed as to invite Mark in. Oh no that wasn't happening, Mark was sure he would explode being that close to Jinyoung, in Jinyoung's house, in Jinyoung's clothes, in Jinyoung's bed. "I'm okay, really" he quickly whispered back. "Mark come here now, I'm cold" Jinyoung said in a steady voice and Mark could only comply. He quickly crawled into Jinyoung's bed savoring the warmth of the thick blankets. "Not cold my , you're freezing" Jinyoung exclaimed while touching Mark's arm. Jinyoung silently snuggeled closer to Mark engulfing him in his warmth wrapping one arm around his waist and burrying his face in Mark's chest. Mark could only snuggle closer. 

Jinyoung was telling himself he only snuggled closer to Mark in order to keep him warm. It was just to keep him warm, but he couldn't help but smile when Mark snuggeled closer throwing one arm around Jinyoung and pulling him closer. Jinyoung wouldn't lie to himslef anymore, he was in love with Mark Tuan.

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Monday 1:00 PM Janitors closet.

Jinyoung and Mark both rushed towards the closet. After a weekend of talking, laughing and simply enjoying each others company they both had cleared their minds. They were one hundred percent in love and couldn't wait to spend more time with the other. "Mark"Jinyoung said at the same time Mark said Jinyoung's name. They grinned at each other like two crazy people. "I want to tell you something" they said at the same time. Mark looked at Jinyoung expectantly only for Jinyoung to tell him to go first. Now that they both had something to tell the other they weren't running to be the first to spit it out. "Shoot" Jinyoung siad, again motioning for Mark to talk. 

"No you go first" Mark said quickly. Jinyoung sighed. He knew one of them had to man up and go first and he couldn't wait anyways. He was scared, so scared. What ifs kept going through his mind. What if Mark rejected him. After all he could never be enough for THE Mark Tuan. But he just had to say it. He would just have to see what Mark had to say. "I-I" damn him for stuttering "I like you Mark Tuan. More then is healthy for me" There it was, he had finally said it. Mark looked at him in utter shock, exactly what Jinyoung had expected. "Sorry. I can see what you're thingking, and I would leave now but it looks like they locked the door once again" Jinyoung softly said.

Mark suddenly engulfed Jinyoung in a hug. "Thank god they locked it, otherwise you would be gone by now. I like you too Park Jinyoung, no scrap that, I love you" Mark mumbled against Jinyoung's shoulder. Jinyoung could see Mark blushing and quickly hugged him back. "I love you too" he whispered. Mark looked up noticing the too close distance between him and Jinyoung and quickly decided to close it in a light peck. Jinyoung could only chuckle at Mark's actions, the other being too qute to handle for him right now. "Maybe it's not that bad to stay in the closet together now, is it?" Jinyoung said and they both started laughing.