the moment mark sat at the table, he started glaring daggers at jeno. he was sitting far too close to haechan, getting in his face. mark knew how his best friend didn't like people in his personal space, so he grabbed haechan and pulled him closer. "don't you have a boyfriend, jeno?", his voice dripping with ice. jeno smiled sweetly. "yeah, but i just wanted to talk to haechan. is there a problem?" mark heard haechan sigh beside him, before he turned to jaemin. "control your boyfriend, haechan doesn't like people in his space." jaemin just raised an eyebrow at that, as he was almost in mark's lap. haechan slapped mark's arm lightly before whispering, "calm down mark. we were just talking." just talk to me, he thought, his grip tightening on haechan's arm.