“Hey hyung…” Turning towards his left where Jaemin stood, Mark absentmindedly closed his locker as he waited for the younger to continue. “I…never actually thanked you for helping and uh…listening to me rant about my boyfriends.” Mark would be lying if he said that the younger’s words didn’t melt his heart. It had been around a week since Renjun and Jeno had asked Jaemin to date them and throughout that week, all Mark had achieved was finding out that Donghyuck’s giggles when he tickled him was angelic. The other three, however, had gone on a few dates despite the exams creeping up on them in a few weeks.

“It’s fine, Jaemin, I’m your hyung for a reason,” he replied, turning his full body to face the other and leaning on his locker with a smile on his face. “They’re good people, Jaemin. Don’t hurt them.”

“I wouldn’t dream of that,” the younger replied, his eyes drifting to someplace behind Mark as a frown broke out on his face. “Again?” Mark turned around to see Renjun seething with his hair and top dripping wet. “Do you want to use my spare shirt?” He heard Jaemin ask and knew that the younger already had his feet pointed in the direction of his locker.

“Yes please, Min,” Renjun said lowly, his lips turning into a thin line as Jaemin’s footsteps faded away. “Hi hyung.”

“Who was it, Renjun?” he asked, watching as Renjun brushed his wet fringe out of the front of his eyes.

“Same bullies with the same tricks,” the shorter male answered just as Donghyuck appeared from down the hall with a towel. “Thanks.”

“Hey babe,” Donghyuck greeted, planting a kiss on Mark’s cheek and doing nothing to cease the butterflies that erupted in his stomach. “Junnie, we need to put a stop to all of this. It’s getting out of hand.”

“I don’t want to start a scene, Hyuck,” Renjun replied, taking the towel and using it to dry his hair. “Don’t look at me like that, hyung.”

“Like what?” he asked, scowl still evident on his face as anger ran angrily through his veins.

“Like that,” Renjun answered, furrowing his eyebrows as Donghyuck sighed.

“Yeah, does Jeno know that? He’s beating them up as we speak.” Alarmed, Mark turned towards his younger boyfriend who shrugged. “He finally snapped.”

“Who snapped?” Turning to find Jaemin holding his spar