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"jinyoungie? did you write this?"
                          
jinyoung's eyes shot open and his gaze met with another, one he knew all too well. "h-hyung?" jinyoung croaked nervously, scrambling to get up. "nyoungie, answer my question. did you write this?"
                          
jinyoung gulped. "n-no," he stuttered, obviously lying. "jjinja? who wrote this, then?" mark looked at the 'pjy' at the bottom. "don't tell me it's park jinyoung pd-nim?" he joked, taking a step forward. "n-no, hyung." jinyoung took a step back. he was only a few centimetres from the wall. "really, jinyoung?" mark took a step forward, trapping jinyoung against the wall. "are you sure?" he caressed jinyoung's cheek and whispered in his ear. "even if i do this, you don't feel anything?" jinyoung didn't respond as his gaze fluttered to the floor, trying to concentrate on regaining a steady heartbeat as mark smirked slightly at the blushing mess in front of him. pulling himself away, he winked. "oh, not you? then i'll have to ask pd-nim then."
                          
"y-yah, mark hyung!"
                          
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"ahh, jjinja! i don't know what to do now, im so embarrassed!"
                          
"hyung, it's okay. mark hyung likes you, and you like him. things will work out, don't worry."
                          
jinyoung sighed, and turned to face yugyeom.
                          
"i don't know, he just..." jinyoung trailed off, blushing slightly amidst all his frustrations. "yes, hyung?" yugyeom smirked, seeing the faint tint of red on the older's face. "n-nothing, he only saw the note, then he walked away. nothing happened at all." jinyoung blushed harder as he thought about mark's deep voice, and-
                          
"kids, im back!"
                          
jinyoung and yugyeom walked out to the living room to see mark, who had set down many bags, presumably filled with groceries. "mark hyung, you're back!" jackson smiled and rushed to hug mark. "where did you go? i think youngjae wanted to play overwatch, but he couldn't find you."
                          
"oh, i just went to see pd-nim. right, jinyoungie?" mark grinned at jinyoung, who immediately looked away, trying not to blush. "just kidding, i went to the supermarket to get us some stuff. it's my turn this week, remember?" jackson nodded, confused about why mark had joked about seeing jyp. he figured that something must have happened, but shrugged it off.
                          
an awkward silence filled the room of 7 after they had finished putting away the groceries.
                          
"so, youngjae, overwatch?"
                          
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