‘I’m so glad you’re back’ He whispered, but it was loud enough for Jinyoung to hear and appreciate.

‘Me too’ The younger mumbled back. They were sitting on the living room couch and Jinyoung hadn’t completely released Mark from their makeup hug. He was holding him firmly but gently, with the elder’s back pressed up against his chest. Not that Mark minded. Their embrace was strangely intimate but neither thought much about it. The desperate need to be close to each other outweighed everything else.

‘I’m sorry I took so long’ Jinyoung said, his voice just as gentle ‘I somehow always end up hurting you’ The guilt in his voice worried Mark

‘You changed what you have been believing in for all your life. For me. You have no idea how happy you made me’ He ressasurred the other ‘You hurt me and you make mistakes but you always correct them and patch me up later. You always come back Jinyoung’

Mark felt something wet on his shoulder and he immediately turned around to face Jinyoung because the other was sniffling.

 ‘Hey’

He made sure to make his voice firm but it wavered slightly. In his defence, they were way to close for him to function normally but Jinyoung didn’t seem to notice or care about their proximity.

‘Don’t cry. We’re okay Jinyoungie’

At that, a small but beautiful smile graced the younger’s features.

Shaking his head and slightly chuckling, he look at the elder ‘I’ve missed you calling me that’ he confessed, his voice so fond ‘I missed everything about you. God I was such a ing idiot.’

Mark felt heat rush to his face but he refused to be flustered in a moment like this

‘Language Jinyoungiee!’ He exclaimed, followed by a fake gasp ‘When did you become so foul?’

Jinyoung rolled his eyes playfully and hugged him again like the elder was plushie. Mark loved it. ‘Don’t ruin the moment hyung.’

After the heartfelt apologies and talk, Mark felt his relationship with the younger was closer than usual. Maybe it was just the fact that Jinyoung knew him better now and accepted the side he was so terrified of revealing, but he felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his chest.

One of things Mark loved about how they were together was that Jinyoung never avoided talking about what had happened. His uality and their blow-up wasn’t something they avoided touching upon and that made Mark feel secure. Jinyoung would ask questions out of curiosity and that stopped him from feeling like a dirty secret. He couldn’t ask for anything more.

‘Jinyoung’

They were again on the couch watching some stupid hollywood comedy movie that Mark couldn’t give two s about.

‘Yeah?’

‘D-Do they other members know? Like I mean about me?’ It was a question that was bothering him for quite some. Jinyoung furrowed his brows until he understood what Mark was asking.

‘No no. I mean Jackson does, since you told him but I would never tell anyone, not unless you want me do.’ Mark let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. ‘Do you want them to know hyung?’

Mark sighed softly ‘I don’t know Jinyoung. I don’t know how they will react.’ He looked at him ‘I want them to know but….I’m scared’ He was surprised to see that Jinyoung looked guilty as he averted his eyes.’

‘Yeah’ Jinyoung murmured ‘I would be too if my best friend shunned me out when he found out. I would never have the courage to tell others after that’

Mark would be lying if he said Jinyoung was wrong. They had made up for the better but memories of everything that happened and everything Jinyoung had said, is still very clear in his mind. The pain is still clear. But then again, he knows there is no point in dwelling in past. Things had changed for the better and he was going to happily accept them. And he was going to make Jinyoung accept it as well.

‘Watch it punk, that’s my best friend you are talking about’ Mark threatened with a completely straight face and arms crossed over his chest. ‘My favourite person in the whole wide world so a word against him and I’ll pummel you’.

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