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The house looked exactly like Mark remembered.

Big, modern, and weirdly not that expensive looking compared to some of the other buildings around the neighborhood they were in. Mark guessed it was the European styled roof that gave the house a more accommodating look. He had never minded it and actually preferred it over the extremely stylish houses.

It felt more comfortable.

Jeno turned off the car and pulled out the keys before exiting and opening the door for Mark. The older smiled and removed Haechan's head from his lap whereas he instead lifted him up by the thighs, placing the younger's head on his shoulders, and wrapping the latter's legs around his waist.

Jeno watched it in amusement, his heart warming at the sight. He had never seen Mark be so careful and considerate with a person before, and it made him extremely happy to see it happening with his own eyes.

Mark carried Haechan with ease as the latter was really light, Jeno catching up to them after locking the car.

They went past a hedge that surrounded the entire front garden, including the pool that was closed off by plastic at the moment. Mark smiled into the crook of the unconscious boy's neck, memories from all the summer's he had spent here replaying in his head like a movie. He was really happy that he ended up going at last.

Just as they were about to step onto the porch and knock on the big white door to the house, it opened and a happy grinning boy appeared.

Mark hadn't seen the boy who appeared in so long he almost cried when he saw how much he had changed. "Chenle!"

Chenle had blonde curly hair now and his face, especially cheekbones, had gotten a lot sharper since Mark last saw him. He had grown up really well.

"Mark!" Chenle shrieked back, and a curious expression made its way across his face. "Who's that giant boy you're carrying?" he asked in a tone that made it sound like it was the most normal thing.

"We'll explain," Jeno promised. "But can we lay him down somewhere first?"

Chenle smiled. "He can stay in one of the bedrooms upstairs," he said and moved away from the door so they could enter the house.

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Everything was silent except for the ticking clock that stood on the bedside table at the bed Haechan laid on right now. Mark sat at the edge of it and stared out of a wall sized window that had a perfect view onto a beach that was a few streets away.

The first summer they spent here they all want to that beach. Jaemin was bitten by a fish and he screamed like a little toddler, getting a lot of weird looks from the other people who were there. The other five had kept making fun of him for it for the rest of the day.

Mark chuckled by the memory and stared down at his hands with a grin.

"What are you thinking about?" a deep voice caught him off guard. He turned his head towards the door where he found a tall brown haired boy standing.

"Jisung?" he breathed out.

"Nice to see you again, Mark," the younger smiled shyly. "You look like yourself."

Mark stood up from the bed and walked over to Jisung, a mixture of shock and happiness bubbling inside him. The younger used to be a little shorter than himself, now he was about half a head taller and his voice had changed a lot. "You have changed a lot, Jisung," he said and eyed him up and down.

The younger grinned. "On the outside, but not on the inside. I'm still the same," he mumbled, a little shy grin on his lips.

"That's good to know," Mark said. "A lot of people change drastically in their teen years."

"Chenle has taken good care of me," the taller sighed. "I missed you a lot, you know. The other's too," he looked away and caught the glimpse of Haechan's unconscious body on the bed. Mark saw where his gaze fell and went to explain but was cut off by Jisung.

"Jeno told me a little, but I expect a full explanation when Jaemin and Renjun arrive," Jisung demanded.

Mark looked at Haechan. "You'll get one," he promised and turned his attention back to Jisung. "Because I need you guys' help in this."

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Jeno was really nervous. Him, Chenle, Jisung, and Mark were sitting in the main living room, waiting for Jaemin and Renjun to arrive. The others were catching up on each other but Jeno just couldn't think of anything else than the two boys who would arrive soon.

Out of everyone, Jeno had only kept in contact with Mark and Chenle, so he hadn't seen Jaemin and Renjun since the last time they all hung out at the house. He couldn't stop fiddling with his fingers, wondering if the two had changed, wondering if they still acted like their old selves.

Jeno had been denying it for a long time now, and he didn't want to anymore. He knew he felt a romantic feeling towards them both. He had always known that he like Jaemin, but there was a point in time where he couldn't stop thinking about Renjun. And only recently he accepted that he liked both.

He knew it was hopeless, which was also why he kind of hoped that the two had changed so he would lose his feelings for them.

He just didn't want to be hopelessly in love anymore, especially with two people at the same time, because in the end, it would be double the heartbreak.

His thoughts were cut off by a dinging sound that resonated through the house.

"Guys! Renjun and Jaemin are here!"

Luckily for Jeno, the two had changed. Unluckily for Jeno, they had changed in a good way. A way that just made Jeno fall even deeper than he already had.

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if you're wondering what era their looks are from

Mark and Hyuck are from the regular era

while the rest are based on that ürbanlike photo shoot :)

Chenle's blonde curls were sooo cute!!