#19: Make me go crazy.

                                    

                                          
Chapter Nineteen: "Make me go crazy."
"Let's go for a drive."
Haechan had changed quickly into a pair of ripped jeans before he followed Mark out of their room. He had not refused Mark's suggestion and nor did he want to. 
A night drive with Mark? Who would say no to that?
Mark informed Jeno they were going out before they exited the dorm and took the elevator down to the carpark in the basement. 
"Why are we suddenly going out?" Haechan asked.
"It is a calm night. I thought it'd be nice to enjoy it. Get in," Mark opened the door to the passenger's seat of the car Mark had borrowed from the company. 
Haechan bit back a smile at the gentlemanly gesture and entered the car, Mark shutting the door before jogging over to the other side. The first ten minutes of the ride was silent, Mark focusing on the road while Haechan alternated between looking out the window and finding Mark's driving hot.
"Do you want to watch a movie?" Mark broke the silence.
Haechan perked up. "Doesn't your schedule start early tomorrow?"
"That's not for you to worry about," Mark dismissed. "Just tell me where you want to go. We'll go."
"But-"
"Princess, tell me what you want to do."
That shut Haechan up pretty quick, his neck turning pink and his cheeks flushing. That particular nickname in Mark's deep voice had him all flustered every time. The older noticed the obvious reaction and let out a light laugh.
"Why are you so shy? You were the one who wanted to be treated like a princess."
"Shut up," Haechan muttered though Mark's words were definitely true. He loved princess treatment, especially when Mark gave it to him. "Let's go cosmic bowling."
"You want to bowl?" Mark raised an eyebrow. When Haechan nodded, he agreed, "Bowling it is then."
Haechan searched for the nearest night bowling place on Mark's phone which was more than 45 minutes away. "Oh, it's too far. Maybe we should go somewhere else." Haechan suggested but Mark shook his head.
"We are in no rush, Haechan."
With that, Mark started the directions to their destination and much to Haechan's surprise, his hand landed on Haechan's thigh.
Mark Lee had a habit of grabbing Haechan's thighs, whether it was knowingly or as a reflex. Right now, Haechan could not tell which one it was but it sure made his breath hitch. Mark's fingers skimmed the bare skin of his thighs at the places which his ripped jeans exposed it. 
The cool air conditioner and Mark's warm touch created an electrifying buzz in Haechan. His muscles tensed as Mark's fingers dug into his inner thigh but even then he did not want Mark to remove his hands. 
In fact, Haechan welcomed the light bolts of pain.
As they drove, Haechan accidentally let out a soft cry of outburst when Mark removed his hand. Mark glanced questioningly before saying, "I'm just changing the gear, Haechan."
Immediately after he did so, his hand found its way back to Haechan's thigh and Haechan placed his hand over Mark's.
Fifty minutes later, they reached the bowling place. It was a place with not many visitors which gave them some privacy as they picked the lanes on the far end. Mark paid for it and they got changed into the red and black shoes.
Cosmic bowling had a much different vibe to usual bowling, sick beats and neon lights. It almost like a club. 
A couple hours passed by real quick as they played multiple rounds, Mark winning every one of them. Though Haechan huffed at each loss, he was having a great time, laughing and playing around with his leader.