Mark could feel Jinyoung tracing circles on his back as they both slept on his bed. Shifting around to face Jinyoung he slowly opens his eyes and could barely make him out through the light emitted from his blinds. Through the small amount of light though he found a pair of round eyes staring at him.

“Did I wake you up?” Jinyoung whispers out as if afraid if his voice got any louder it would cut the silence in the room. Raising his left hand it goes to cup Mark’s right cheeks as his thumb goes to caress his cheek comfortingly. Pushing all his negative thoughts on pulling back, Mark leans into Jinyoung’s hand instead. As the younger male caress his cheek a few seconds more he found the warmth of his hands and thumb gesture comforting. It felt nice.

When Mark had let Jinyoung into his apartment a few hours ago he would not have picture Jinyoung to be sharing the same bed as him. Jinyoung did suggest he’ll just go home but that didn’t sit well with him. Then he offered to take the living room couch, but that didn't sit well with him either. So he ended up telling Jinyoung to just sleep in his bed with him. That left the younger male flustered standing by the edge of his bed with his face all red. Mark had to reassure him it was okay multiple times before he gave in and crawled in beside Mark.

“No,” Mark whispers back groggily which betrayed his words making Jinyoung chuckle softly as he pulls his hand away. “Jinyoung?” The younger male goes to make eye contact with him as he lets out an ‘hmm’ in question. “Wonpil said you're afraid of taking the bus home alone at night. Why is that?” Jinyoung stared at him with bewilderment, he could not believe his best friend had told Mark one is of his secrets. He laughs dryly as he shifted his head down avoiding Mark’s gaze. It must have been the two in the morning honest talk that he decided to share his secret.

“Back in college I was living off campus and I always studied on campus late into the night. I normally crash at a friend’s dorm, but that day I didn't want to stay over at any of my friend’s dorm. I figured taking the bus wouldn't take that long. So on my way back to my shared apartment I...I got robbed. I tried to fight back. Only thing was I wasn't a good fighter and there were three of them. The guys did a good number on me. I ended up at the hospital with a black eye, broken rib, and a dislocated shoulder. So now whenever it's night time, I fear to take the bus and walking home alone.”

“I’m sorry, for what happened to you...and not walking you home today. I didn't think-” Mark apologize feeling the guilt of not walking Jinyoung home tonight. The thought of Jinyoung getting off the bus stop and walking back to his apartment scared, checking behind his back every few seconds in case of an attacker had Mark feeling more guilty.

“Mark, you didn't know it's okay.” Jinyoung goes to cup Mark’s face again with his hand. A gesture that seems to calm Mark down successfully. “Besides I can say I’m less afraid now. I kind of ran all the way to your place didn’t I?”

“Jinyoung?”

“Yeah?”

“How do you know where I live?” The question must have caught him off guard as his hand resting on Mark’s cheek slackens a little.

Pulling his hand away, “I swear, I'm not a stalker Mark.” Flustered Jinyoung brought back down his hand from Mark’s cheeks avoiding his gaze. “I might have asked Jackson where you lived once…” He trails off while Mark didn’t seem surprised that his best friend would give away his home address away so easily.

“It’s okay, I’m not surprised Jackson would do something like this behind my back. I can just use this against him as blackmail.” Jinyoung looks up at Mark with a raise of his eyebrow fascinated by what Mark had just said.

“Who would have thought Mark Tuan has this devious side of him?” Breaking out into a smile as Mark couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me Jinyoung.”

“Well, I’m hoping I get to with this chance you’ve given me.”

“Jinyoung,”

“Yes, Mark?”

“Go to sleep.”

A few weeks had passed and Mark was grateful that Jinyoung decided to keep their ‘testing the water’ (as Mark likes to call it) under wrap. Their friends didn’t know anything about them going on ‘dates’ (as Jinyoung insists on calling them) and he’ll like to keep it that way. When they go hang out with Jackson or Youngjae, just anyone of their friends Jinyoung and Mark is just friends. They talk and hang out nothing unusual. But when they go out on ‘dates’ Mark always found Jinyoung finding his hand to intertwine with his. Or how he would feed him food when they go out to eat.

Of course, Jackson has his suspicion as he was Mark’s best friend. He’ll eye them the first few days after that night. Asking Mark what happened between Jinyoung and him as they seem to be on good terms again. Mark simply evaded the question answering that they simply talked things out on the bus ride home. Jackson didn’t buy it of course, but he didn’t want to push any further with his best friend. So he eventually let it go as well, happy that his best friend is getting along with the new friends they made.

It was Saturday and it was raining making Jinyoung having to cancel every of the outdoor events he had planned with Mark. So they ended up stuck in Mark’s apartment watching any Korean dramas or variety shows that was playing on the TV.

“I’m bored,” Jinyoung whines as the commercial came on. He was currently laying down on Mark’s sofa while his head was laying on Mark’s lap comfortably. If anything he found out about Jinyoung while he was deciding what possibly being a relationship could be like, (not that they are in a relationship) was that Jinyoung was a very affectionate person. Mark clearly remembers the first time Jinyoung had placed his head on Mark’s lap. It ended him on the floor as Mark had pushed his head off a little too hard after being taken off guard. Jinyoung ended laughing so hard that it had Mark in a laughing fit as well. But now he was so used to it, Mark couldn’t admit that he actually likes having Jinyoung’s head on his lap where he could run his hand through his silky smooth hair. “Mark, I’m bored.”

“Then go find something else to do.” Mark retorts not taking his eyes off the TV screen. He felt Jinyoung shuffle around on the sofa. Getting up from his spot he sat beside Mark looking at him with a pout.

“I want your attention on me.” He whines like a five-year-old while hugging one of the couch pillows against his chest. Sparing a glance away from the television Mark found out that was a big mistake as Jinyoung threw the pillow aside on the floor while pushing him down on the sofa. He was now hovering on top of Mark with his hands propping him up as well as his knees, the only thing keeping their body mere inches away from each other. Instantly Mark couldn’t help but notice how really handsome Jinyoung’s face was this up close. His plump lips seem so kissable it had Mark’s throat going dry. Swallowing down his saliva he looks into Jinyoung’s earnest eyes. This was the first time they had been this close to each other and it was making Mark nervous.

“Jinyoung, what are you doing?” Mark found himself asking with a hushed voice, nervous on where this will lead to.

“I’m just trying to imprint every detail of your beautiful face inside my brain.” He answers back also in a hushed tone while his eyes scan every area of Mark’s face. Avoiding eye contact he lets Jinyoung continue to stare while the show playing on the TV was long forgotten.

“Are you done?” Mark asks a few minutes later making eye contact with Jinyoung once more who now has a huge smile on his face.

“Yes,” then instead of getting up he lets go of all his weight plopping down on Mark’s body knocking the breath out of him. The younger male was giggling as Mark groans trying to push Jinyoung off of him with no success. With him off guard Jinyoung surge forward to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. “Now I’m done.” Getting up hurriedly he prances down the hallway to the bathroom leaving Mark still lying down on the sofa with the breath knocked out of him. Where Jinyoung’s lip had touched Mark’s skin it felt like-how could he put it in words? He just know it made him feel warm, it made him want to smile.

“Are you sure you and Jinyoung are just friends?” Jackson asks while taking a sip of his black tea lemonade. Jackson had called Mark earlier during the day to go and hang out on a Sunday morning. Mark wasn’t working until later that afternoon so he saw no reason why not to. But he was beginning to regret coming here. Jackson got right to the chase on asking about Jinyoung and him. Sighing he swirls his straw around in his drink before taking a sip of his ice coffee.

“For the hundredth time Jackson, we’re just friends.”

“Right, I still don’t believe you. But you’ll tell me the truth eventually.” Jackson brushes Mark’s comment while checking his phone that had just received a text message. “Oh, Jaebum hyung is coming to come hang out with us.” Tucking his phone back inside his pocket he goes back to sipping his drink as Mark looks out the window from the cafe they were at.

“Has Jaebum said anything about him and Sunmi?” Mark asks curiously about how his friend had progress with his love life.

“He talks about her nonstop to Bambam, Yugyeom, and I. That’s all he talks about practically nowadays.” Jackson comments and then groans while placing his hand on his head.
“I do not.” Jaebum interrupts, popping out of nowhere while taking a seat beside Jackson.

“Dude why did you hit me?!” Jackson complains while rubbing the sore spot Jaebum had hit him earlier.

“For spreading false information.”

“It’s true! You either always says ‘Sunmi this or that’ or ‘She’s this or that’! I can have Bambam vouch for me!” Jackson complains as Jaebum glares as Jackson before glancing at Mark.

“He’s lying, I do not do that.”

“YES, YOU DO.”

“Anyways,” Jaebum cuts in glaring at Jackson one last time as the younger male pouts admitting defeat and instead sips his drinks quietly. “Sunmi and I are just friends for now anyway.”

“Are you going to ask her out?” Mark asks as Jaebum checks his wristwatch.

“I’m planning on it.”

“Aren’t you scared?” He questions not understanding how Jaebum doesn’t seem to hesitate about his decision.

“About what exactly?”

“Aren’t you scared that she might say no? Or how are you so sure that she likes you back?” This question got Jackson to put his arm around Mark’s shoulder.

“Oh Markie, whether she says yes or not it’s the asking that makes it all counts. He’ll have no regrets after because he at least tried for a chance to be with her.” Jackson advises, patting Mark on the shoulder comfortingly like he needed it.

“A chance?” Mark echoes out the word, for some reason Jinyoung’s face dances across his mind. Just then he noticed Jaebum checking his wristwatch again. “Are you in a hurry Jaebum?”

“No, not really, it’s just that I’m meeting-”

“Sunmi?” Jackson pipes up as Jaebum roll his eyes.

“For the last time, I do not talk about Sunmi constantly. I’m meeting up with Jinyoung to give him a ride.”

“Oh,” That caught Mark’s interest, Jinyoung hadn’t told him anything about meeting up with Jaebum today. Not that that should have bothered him anyway. They weren’t in a relationship and he wasn’t obligated to tell Mark everything. “What for?”

“He asked me to take him to my work place once and since I have free time at work today I could show him around.”

“Oh yeah, Jinyoung does also work as a radio DJ just like you. Better make sure he doesn’t steal any of your company ideas.” Jackson jokes as Jaebum shook his head replying back to what Jackson said. The only thing was, Mark wasn’t really listening to their conversation. All he could think about was why Jinyoung didn’t tell him he was a radio DJ. Or rather how come Mark didn’t know that? Why hasn’t Mark ask what he did for a living? Was Jinyoung the only one asking and getting to know him better? Did he even know anything about Jinyoung at all?

“Mark are you okay?” Snapping out his daze he looks over at Jinyoung who has a concerned look written over his face. “You’ve been in a daze ever since we got here.”

It was one in the morning and both him and Jinyoung were back at the secret spot at the park. Jinyoung had asked Mark if he was willing to go with him after work during his shift at work. He couldn’t say no to that, so after getting off work he went to pick up Jinyoung who was waiting outside of his apartment with a plastic bag in hand. During the car ride, he explained he had gone shopping at the gas station for snacks to munch on during their trip there.

“What’s on your mind?” Jinyoung asks while opening a box of crackers filled with strawberry cream inside.

“Do I know you Jinyoung?”

“What do you mean?” He asks plopping a cracker in his mouth before looking at Mark puzzled.

“I mean do I truly know you Park Jinyoung? I didn’t know you worked as a DJ at a radio station like Jaebum.” Running his finger through his hair he felt frustrated. Jinyoung was clearly confused as he munch on his cracker to finish it.

“You never asked so I never told you. Besides, I thought you knew since Jackson knew. He practically tells you everything since you guys are best friend.”

“But I didn’t Jinyoung.”

“So? What’s the problem with that?” Cocking his head to the side he goes to reach out to Mark who retracts back from his touch.

“The problem is I feel like you’re the only getting to know me. Every one of my friends seems to know you better than I do. This just-it just makes me feel like I’m already failing. I don’t know anything about you! And you’re supposed to know the other person when you’re dating them! I didn’t seem to care to ask what you do for a living or what you like to eat or what is your favorite season of the month was!” Mark couldn’t help but explode all the thoughts that were swirling in his mind ever since this afternoon. He knew trying whatever this was with Jinyoung was a mistake. He just wasn’t cut out for love. He goes to get up planning on leaving when he found a grip on his wrist. Holding him in place.

“But you do know me more than you think Mark. You know that this is my favorite spot to hang out when I’m stress or just to get away from the world. You know that I have a fear of taking the bus and walking home at night because of what happened to me once during college. You know that I’m a petty person who holds grudges for a long time. And you know I’m an affectionate person. So you do know me, Mark.” Moving his grip on Mark’s wrist it slides down to his hand before he gave a soft gentle squeeze of affection. “You’re not failing anything Mark because this is only the beginning.”

Shrugging off Jinyoung’s grip on his hand he turns around to completely face him. How is this man standing in front of him so sure Mark wasn’t a lost case? “How are you so sure?”

“You can’t completely know a person just by a week or a few months. It takes a year or an eternity because you’ll always find something new to learn about a person every day.” Sitting back down on the grass, Jinyoung goes to pat the seat beside him. Gesturing for Mark to sit down beside him as well. Following his orders, Mark took a seat beside Jinyoung to stare out at the night building like the every other time they had come here at night. But each time was different as Mark found something new to admire the beauty in front of him. Just then he felt Jinyoung’s head on his lap as the younger male lets out a content sigh while crossing his arm over his chest.

“I’m sorry,” Mark apologizes while running his finger through Jinyoung’s hair. “About my earlier outbursts, I mean.”

“Hmmm,” Jinyoung hums out as he has his eyes closed, “so are we dating now?” Opening his eyes he stares up at Mark who had to stop his hand from running his finger through the younger male’s hair.

“What?” He stammers not sure why Jinyoung would be asking this.

“Earlier you said, ‘you’re supposed to know the other person when you’re dating them’. So are you saying that we’re dating?” With a biting smile, Jinyoung watches as Mark stammers for words flustered by Jinyoung for being so upfront.

“I-that was just..it was just at the spur of the moment. We’re not dating.” Mark clamors to say avoiding Jinyoung’s gaze. With his left arm hand, Jinyoung wraps his hand around the back of Mark’s neck before drawing his head down near his face.

“Right,” Looking into his eyes he waited for Mark to meet his gaze as well. The older male avoided making eye contact for a few seconds before bringing it to look back at him. “I don’t believe you.”

Sorry for any grammatical errors and comments are much welcome! (: