Light peering from the window dimly lit the room, creating a peaceful atmosphere. Mark lazily and curiously woke up from bed, scratching his head. The events last night, as he thought of it, he turned to his bedside table and saw a perfectly well lamp, reaching toward it he carefully turned the switch, and it brightly like it was never touched. Unlike the one that was thrown across the room last night, this was perfectly new. He could’ve sworn there was a broken lamp on the floor along with a shattered light bulb. Mark slowly stood up from his bed, and rushed over to the spot the lamp smashed into, nothing. Running his finger over the wall and on the floor, it was seamlessly spotless as well. ‘Maybe it was just another dream,’ was the conclusion came to, but no, it couldn’t be. The dream was vivid, just too vivid.

                He thought it was about time he ate something. Mark’s fridge was filled with absolutely everything; everything meaning imaginary burgers and pizza. For the past few days he’s been spending his time outside exploring new bakeries and clothing shops, rather than relaxing in his ‘haunted’ apartment. Nothing strange has happened to him fortunately, but the petite boy was still paranoid as ever.

                The boy curiously walked into a new bakery that opened just across his usual ‘sit down and chill’ café. A strong savory smell entered his nose, he grinned cutely, earning a couple glances from nearby visitors. A few more steps in and he was greeted by a young lady with her eyes locked on his,

                “Hi! Do you need help with anything?” she questioned, with a bit of aegyo.

                Mark was usually never affected by aegyo, he knew this girl was interested in him, but, unluckily for the lady, he was only interested in guys.

                He hesitated, “um, no thanks,” he tried to step around the girl, but she stepped back in front of Mark and insisted on helping him. ‘I just got in the ƒυcĸing bakery, why would I need help.’

                “I don’t need help. Thanks anyway.” He sarcastically cringed his teeth, adding a glare with it.

                The lady stepped back, giving him some space, “sorry.”

                She bowed politely as Mark ignored her presence and moved on to walking to the displayed pastries. Mark wasn’t apologetic to anyone annoying.

                Though, his mood changed when he saw the variety of different foods. He stared in awe. “Wow! These look sooo good!” He uncontrollably jumped in excitement, earning some stares and giggles from both female and male customers. Sometimes he just couldn’t control his inner child. He soon realized he was in a public place, and he might’ve ruined his image, so calming down, he started strolling through the other choices of foods. In the store for about half an hour, he had his eyes on a particular pastry. It was a red velvet small sized caked surrounded by mini macaroons, creamy cream-cheese frosting, topped off with a few strawberries and whip cream. ‘Heaven’ is what first came to his mind. Seemed like a lot of calories, but for him it was worth it. Looking at the price, he looked into his wallet and― wait. He didn’t bring his wallet. Well, sℎit. Straightening his posture, his lips formed a pout. He didn’t know what to do besides looking at the poor cake; he really wanted a piece of that. ‘Maybe I could just…’ he stopped middle sentence. He looked over to his right and saw a boy leaning over him. He was quite handsome, and he had this feeling to him. Mark couldn’t point it out but he surely felt different around him. The boy pointed to the pastry Mark was not too long ago staring at, and smiled, gesturing like he couldn’t speak. Mark simply nodded, with that pout still on his lips.

                “Do you want me to buy it for you?” The tall boy requested, with a small smile.

                Mark’s eyes widened, he felt tingly still being close to this boy, “would you really do that?”

                The boy didn’t answer, but instead called one of the employees in charge and asked for the cake Mark wanted. Mark turned to him to say he didn’t have to, but saw that he was no longer there. All that was left was a cake in his hands along with a few bills.

                “Sir?” The employee called out.

                “Oh, yes?” He snapped out of his thoughts, trying to keep his cool.

                “That will be $14.63.”

                “Huh??” He said, bewildered.

                The employee looked at him with a judging look, “the cake you said you wanted. It’s $14.63.”

                “Uh..”

                He hesitated, what the heck? That guy ordered it, not me, and where did this money come from? Where did that guy go? Why is this cake in my hands?―

                “Sir.” The employee said sternly, interrupting his thoughts. “If you aren’t going to pay, I’m going to have to take your cake back. I have other customers too y’know?” She spoke, reaching for the cake.

                “Wait!” Mark pulled the cake out of the employee’s reach and handed her the money, “Here, sorry about that” and quickly left the store.

                Walking the streets, he was looking down the whole time ever since he left with his hood on, one hand in his pocket, the other holding the cake, just letting wherever his footsteps lead him. It was already evening and he had been still walking to who knows where. It was a weird habit he had whenever he was just not sure about his situation. His family and friends would always worry about him when that happened, they thought it would’ve stopped by now.

                After a while, he finally stopped, realizing that he had just walked to the middle of an empty street. There was no cars, bikes, no people around either… but he could still hear the faint echoing of a busy street. ‘What?? What is happening?’  Every blink he took, he could see the image of the boy at the bakery. ‘Why do I keep seeing him?’ As he was shaking his head vigorously, blinking so much his eyes were getting watery, he kept seeing the boy. “UGH!! STOP!!” he shouted, holding his head and dropping to the floor. He sat there for a few moments; and could finally see the image of the boy fade away.

                Whispers like “Is he okay?” and “What’s wrong with him?” were heard around him. Footsteps, traffic and things you’d hear in a typical busy city.

                “Hey. Are you alright?” A familiar voice was heard. Along with a gentle hand that cupped his shoulder.

                Mark lifted his head little by little, just to see the boy he met at the coffee shop. His eye’s widened and the boy tilted his head, “Oh! You are one at the bakery!” He beamed.

                As Mark saw this, he quickly stood up with the boy’s help and looked around. ‘Everything’s… normal?’

                “Thank you.” Mark mumbled, blushing.

                The boy smirked, “it seems like you didn’t eat it yet. From the looks of it before it looked like you would’ve eaten it right when you left the store!” The boy laughed, eyes crinkling in the process.

                Hearing this from the boy, and seeing those adorable eye crinkles, he couldn’t help but blush even more; he probably looked like the strawberries on his cake.

                “Do you want to eat it together?”

                Mark shook himself out of a daze, “what, huh?”

                The boy repeated, “do you want to eat it together? Well, unless you want that cake all to yourself. It’s pretty big for a small size, and I paid for it… Unless you are really that greedy?” He teased.

                Mark pouted, “I’m not greedy!” and slumped, “you offered to pay…”

                “So is that a no?”

                “No, not at all! We can eat it together!”

                “Great.” He smirked. “I’m Park Jinyoung by the way.”

                “Park Jinyoung?”

                “Yes, and yours?” He gestured.

                “Oh! Sorry, I’m Mark Tuan.”

                “Interesting.” Jinyoung eyed Mark from head to toe for a moment. “Why don’t we go now?” He dragged Mark by the hand, and surprisingly Mark let him.

A/N: Finally another chapter! XD I want to know what you think about the length? I feel like it's a bit short... but I don't wanna take too long to get a chapter up since I'm going to start updating more now! I hope you guys enjoy the story so far^^