Fics like my heart keeps saying it loves you

Donghyuck hones in on one boy, unaccountably drawn. Chestnut hair tousled over chiselled features in a smooth, pale face, eyes so hooded and intense that Donghyuck can only describe as bedroom. Donghyuck has never judged others' appearances, but then the boy bestows a radiant smile right at him, and he blinks. “Mark Lee,” he says breathlessly, walking up; Donghyuck takes his proffered hand. His voice is the lowest fret on the bass guitar, and there’s something so warm and soft about his eyes that makes the ground fall away. The moment they touch, an electric current leaps between their skin, which Mark senses, dropping his hand. The air remains charged with tension that makes Mark stare bewildered like a deer caught in headlights. Donghyuck clears his throat and turns away, heart hammering. He can’t understand what’s happening. Sure, this Mark guy is way hotter than he looked in the grainy pixeled video, hot enough to be an actor himself. But Donghyuck isn’t gay. Right? Or: Aspiring actor Donghyuck meets stunt double Mark while starring in his first movie directed by his friend Jeno. Mark Lee from America, who’s unaccountably sexy and unspeakably beautiful.