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Jaehyun lifts his lips up into a smirk and says, “I suppose you’re right. I’d like to go out with you sometime.” What Doyoung replies with is: “Oh sorry, I don't date blonds.” There’s a brief pause of sustained staring as Jaehyun attempts to unravel the complexity of that answer. Running a hand through his straw coloured hair, he tilts his head to the side. “I'm not… a natural blond.” “Oh yeah, that's obvious,” Doyoung snorts. “I just wanted an excuse on why I didn't want to go out with you without hurting your feelings." or: university takes four years before it's over and it takes Jaehyun and Doyoung four years before it even begins
Mark takes the stairs down and gets back in his car. He holds the steering wheel like an anchor, white knuckled. The second he settles down the thoughts start popping into his mind, flashing behind his eyelids like a movie. It had taken him a second to recognize what he was seeing. It was obvious, but it also didn’t process for several seconds. He just… didn’t expect it. Why the fuck would he? Who expects to walk in on their friends fucking?
Donghyuck usually only sleeps with someone once. He is certainly not the type to start catching feelings for someone meant to be just a one night stand. Donghyuck has also never been haunted by someone's dead ex-boyfriend before. But everything seems to be different when it comes to Jeno.