Regular [Markhyuck]

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"Ah!" Donghyuck yelled as his arm was twisted behind his back and he was thrown onto his bedsheets. Yuta's weight on top of his back felt like a boulder crushing him.

"You look so beautiful," Yuta's tounger swirled around the back of his ear before placing gross wet kisses down his neck.

"Ngh!" Donghyuck tried to struggle when he felt Yuta's teeth sink harshly into his neck, leaving a definite mark.

"Shut up," Yuta hissed before his knee came up and pushed onto his power back, pulling on his hair and forcing his back into an arch.

"Look at that," Yuta smiled as Donghyucks chest heaved up and down. He dragged a finger down Donghyucks neck, down his chest before running his finger across his waistband. "I've missed this view."

Donghyucks breath hitched before he swung his elbow back and hit Yuta in the ribs.

It didnt work.

"You stupid fucking whore-" Yuta growled at him before throwing him onto his back. His fingers sneaking into Donghyucks waistband.

"Fuck you!" Donghyuck yelled when he felt Yuta's fingers start to tug on his pants. He kicked his legs in a futile attempt to get away.

"Aww," Yuta slid one of his other hands under Donghyucks shirt, his rough fingers caressing his ribs in a way that made him feel sick.

His eyes went wide when Yuta took his pants and underwear off in one sweep. He could feel the cold air stinging his thighs.

No.

No.

No.

Tears stung in Donghyuck's eyes as he beat harshly on Yuta's shoulders. Trying harder and harder to get away.

He never wanted this.

Donghyuck body began to shake violently when Yuta's fingers slid down to his hip. He dug his nails roughly into the supple skin.

Donghyucks eyes flashed in fear.

Yuta's palms pulled his thighs apart.

"Watch me," Yuta dug his nails into Donghyucks thighs as tears rolled down Donghyucks face. "Watch me as I take you."

Donghyuck screamed.

Mark pressed his ear harder towards his phone as he slipped on a hoodie.

"Are you sure I shouldn't wait til the morning?" Mark adjusted the phone to fit between his ear and shoulder.

"Yes," Jeno's annoyed voice traveled through the phone.

Mark turned the bouquet in his hands before grabbing his keys.

"But-" Mark tried to turn back away from the door.

"Mark. You need to tell him how you feel now or you are going to make him wallow all night and then he might convince himself you are too dumb for his ass," Jeno was clearly playing some type of video game in the background.

But his words were true.

Mark ran a pair of fingers through his hair before looking out his window.

His heart stopped.

There was a silhouette across from his window.

A person with their hand around someone's neck, the other completely lifted off the ground.

The silhouettes disappeared away from the window.

Mark dropped his bouquet and his phone before rushing as fast as he could out the door.