Part 1 of Mark Tuan's Guide to a Successful Relationship

Got into a fight with your lover? Well, here's how to solve it!

1. Kidnap your victim (aka your lover).

It was the near the end of fifth period, and all of the students in class were dying for the bell to signal lunch. Right now, they were being given free time, so there wasn't really anything keeping the students from lazing around and using their phones. The free time was also a source of boredom for some, just like a certain ball of sunshine, who wasn't feeling too happy-go-lucky today. It's pretty understandable, considering his boyfriend and him just had a fight not too long ago.

He had already gone most of the school day avoiding the other male, and he was hoping for the day to just be over, so that he could go home and cry into his pillow or something of that sort. Maybe he could even use his gloominess as an excuse to eat a full tub of ice cream and claim that it was to help cope with his feelings.

There was a few minutes of class left, and Youngjae wanted nothing more than to bust out of his classroom and have a sandwich. He thought that maybe he'd be able to stealthily slip past Mark and save himself from the awkwardness that was sure to come if they happened to see each other. I mean, he's been doing it since this morning, so how hard would it be to keep it up for a couple more hours?

Apparently quite difficult.

"Hyung?! What are you doing here?" Youngjae was utterly surprised and stupefied when the very person he didn't want to see burst through his classroom's door and announced that he was looking for Choi Youngjae. He glanced around the room and pointed his finger when he found his target.

"You. Me. Now."

"What? No!" He wanted to run, he really did, but there was nowhere for him to run to. He sat at the back of the room, so if he really wanted to leave, he would either have to jump out the window (which wasn't an option, considering they were on the second floor) or sprint to the door and hope that he isn't caught.

Instead of taking any action to escape, Youngjae was glued to his seat as he watched Mark stalk over to him, Mark's gaze fixated on his fidgeting form. Then, the older lifted him up and threw him over his shoulder, Youngjae's too-godly-for-this-world on display for everyone to see.

"Hyung what are you doing?" Youngjae struggled against him, but Mark's grip was way too strong for him to be close to winning.

"Sorry, Mr. Kim, but I'm going to need to steal Youngjae," Mark announced to Youngjae's English teacher.

"Go right ahead."

"Mr. Kim?!"

"Class is over in 10 minutes anyway, and it's not like we're doing anything. Just don't forget that you have homework due tomorrow," he said nonchalantly as if everything that was happening was a normal occurrence.

"He's kid napping me!"

2. Find a secluded area, preferably a place where your lover can't kill you with anything in reach.

Youngjae huffed when he was finally let down from atop Mark's shoulder. He crossed his arms, refusing to look at the older, and took in his surroundings. "Why are we here?"

They were in a classroom, judging by the whiteboard, the rows of desks, and all the usual educational posters that are meant to encourage students to be more academic. Whose classroom it was didn't matter. Right now, it was just Mark and Youngjae.

3. Apologize for whatever the you did, even if you're not in the wrong.

"I'm sorry."

Those two words were words that Youngjae did not want to be hearing from Mark at the moment, because he was still pissed at him. Rather than patching up their dispute, the words only made the younger of the two more frustrated with him.

"Great. Can I leave now?" Before he could reach the door, Mark grabbed Youngjae, spun him around, and pinned him to the wall.

"Not until you accept my apology and stop being angry with me," Mark said, his eyes pleading with Youngjae.

Youngjae puffed out his cheeks and glared at him. "Mark hyung, it's not that simple."

Yeah, he was supposed to look mad and all that, but Mark couldn't help but coo in his head at how cute the younger looked when he made that face.

"Can't you at least hear me out?"

"Look," Youngjae sighed, "I just don't want to talk about it right now. Not when our argument was so recent."

Mark saw how Youngjae's bright orbs dulled with the words that he said, and that's when he knew that he needed to solve the dispute between him and his sunshine, so that neither of them were miserable anymore.

He took Youngjae's chin and made him look at him in the eyes.

4. If all else fails, kiss them. The most effective method is to apologize while showering your lover with kisses.

"I'm sorry," Mark said again, but this time, he locked his lips with Youngjae's, not giving the younger a chance to argue. His lips slowly moved against Youngjae's, creating a steady rhythm, drowning any and all of whatever Youngjae wanted to say.

When Mark pulled away, he brought his hands up to cup Youngjae's now flushed cheeks. "I was being an idiot, and I shouldn't have done what I did."

This time, he trailed feathery kisses going down from the younger's cheeks and all the way down to his neck. He even took it a step further and began to on the skin where Mark knew elicited the most sinful sounds from Youngjae, and those sounds are exactly what he got when he bit and on the sweet spot.

After deeming the purple mark worthy, he went back to kissing Youngjae, whose resolve to have absolutely no interaction with Mark was already obliterated. Instead, he gave himself up to Mark's sweet kisses and savored every single one of them.

5. If you happen to make it this far, congratulations. You can now enjoy a steamy make out session. (Might not apply if your argument was solved at step 3, but hey, that won't stop you.)

Their little "talk" ended some time near the end of lunch, and the two came out of the empty classroom looking wrecked, yet satisfied. Youngjae was teased by their group of friends for all the purple marks on his neck, but Mark was there for when the boy wanted hide his red face in his arm.

6. If your argument was over something stupid, laugh it off and carry on with your lives.

"I'm sorry, too," Mark heard Youngjae mumble when their friends' attentions were elsewhere.

He looked down at the younger and saw him playing with his sweater sleeves, his cheeks still flushed and his eyes not looking directly at him.

'This boy really is too adorable for his own good.'

"I shouldn't have yelled at you." Youngjae sounded plain sad, and Mark couldn't help but wrap an arm around his shoulders and kiss the top of the younger's head.

"It's not your fault. I was the one who cheated in the game."

Youngjae let his head rest on Mark's shoulder, and Mark took it upon himself to play with Youngjae's finger's. Even with all the noise around them, the two relished in the comforting silence between.

"Did we really fight over a game?" Youngjae asked, chuckling to himself. Mark began to laugh as well, saying, "We did."

The two broke out in hysterics, causing their friends to look at them funny, but they didn't mind. Not when they were busy laughing at themselves for having an argument over something petty.

"We're such idiots, hyung." Youngjae had to stop laughing for a second to throw a tater tot at Jackson, who had piped in with, "You only noticed now?"

Mark rolled his eyes and kissed Youngjae (for the thousandth time today) on the cheek.

"But we love each other, and that's all that matters."