A Twist With A Past You [MarkHyuck]

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Mark lifted the brunettes jaw as their lips fit like they were destined pairs, Donghyuck moaned softly at how good it felt, his first kiss taken by the fictional character he was in love with back then. Their lips opened and closed over one other, why was this so addictive? When they pulled away, the brunette panted, their eyes lingering for more. Mark smashed their lips again, he couldn't stop himself from kissing this boy. Why was Haechan so precious all of a sudden?

"A-Ahhh S-Stop." Donghyuck moaned softly, as he started coughing and fell on his pillow with a heaving chest.

"I won't be back until next Friday. So be well and take care of yourself." Mark caressed the soft chubby cheeks fondly, his warm eyes showing affection he couldn't speak off.

"I won't miss you. Stupid lion." Donghyuck stuck his tongue out at the older.

Oh boy did the brunette miss Mark so much that he ate even lesser. His state of health deteriorating as the days passed by, he was either too sick or too thin to move. His fate was on the line and people even thought he'd die soon. He longed for Mark as much as he feared dying inside a book. Jennie came back soon but Doyoung had yet to return. The brunette carefully padded through the hallways as he waited at the door for the older to return.

"Young master? The prince wishes to see you. He has been waiting at your chambers for ten minutes." A maid bowed at the weak brunette who ran to his room with tears flying on either  side.

There stood Mark in glamorous glory, he looked much better than the Pudu himself, the rain fell heavily on the palace as they sat at the table with candles by their side. Donghyuck often found it cold, they said it were the chills of TB. He avoided eye contact, trying not to give himself off for missing the older.

"They told me you were very sick and that madam Lee would take you away from Resonance. I had to return." Mark came closer to the boy, the younger stood up as he went to the window.

"Why? So you could see me off?" Donghyucks pale arms quivered at the very feeling of being torn apart from this man.

"No........Haechan darling why do you hate me so much?" Mark wrapped his arms around the tiny waist as he buried his face on the boys shoulder.

"I don't know." The younger whimpered in pain.

The older pushed the fabric that covered the younger boys frail chest, he peppered soft butterfly kisses down the painful area as he swirled his tongue around the dark pink nipples, Donghyuck but his lips, his fingers curling on Marks shoulders. It felt too perfect to not accept. His pink nipples were sucked and slurped, with care, with affection he didn't know how to share.

"M-Markkkk.............." The beauty moaned softly as he was lifted onto the bed.

"I can't take my eyes off you..........but why do you hate me?" Mark left to lock the door, just in case anyone thinks of coming by.

"Because you molest me." The younger pouted, his eyes filling with tears. His thick red lips quivering as the older pulled off his shirt.

"I can't hold it back anymore...........May I?" Whispered Mark as if he were afraid to even think of another day where Haechan would no longer be here for him to see that smile. Donghyuck lifted his arm, to caress the soft cheek then down to those perfect abs. The prince was beyond ethereal.......if he were to die inside a book then he might as well let this man love him.

"You may." Donghyuck whispered, his eyes filled with tears because he knew very well this would never last. As far as he read the book, someone dies, most probably him but right now he wanted Mark as much as the older wanted him. His glasses were removed as the olders naked body came in contact with his.

Love came in all shapes and sizes, it could come at first sight or a thousand. It didn't matter, what mattered was that it had come, these boys were desperate in need of forbidden love, the way Mark held him and kissed him proved a million times that he loved Haechan so much it might drive him crazy if they were seperated.

"A-Ahhhh........" Donghyuck moaned into the princes mouth, the older not ashamed to leave his territorial claim upon the younger boys rose gold canvas. The beauty hugged the olders neck, his eyes tearing at each delicate touch.

Mark made sure he poured every raw emotion into whatever he was doing, they couldn't resist each other, as he pushed into the virgin hole of the sick boy, Haechan gasped his chest drawing a deep breath as he stared at the older, bringing their lips together, he whimpered in pain, but the feeling of pleasure felt like sweet meat. The way the prince had a slow but harshly pleasing pase it drove the boy insane. Just as how the author had mentioned in the book, sex with Mark was like have a taste of heaven honey.

"S-Say it........." Donghyuck moaned lucidly, he bit his lips as his prostrate was scrapped with love. He scratched Marks shoulders, he was loved so much that he bled his sheets, he cried in painful pleasure and realized he loved Mark just as much.

"I adore you......" Said Mark too shy too actually express the three ritualistic words. The younger rolled his eyes but he let it pass, when Mark pulled out with a pop, the younger looked like a wrecked ship with golden scattered on her body. He cleaned him, kissed him and left, for if he stayed next to Haechan non of them would be alive to see the morning.

"I think I love you Mark." Donghyuck mumbled to himself with a giggle.