Marks World [MarkHyuck]💚

5

Haechan spat the pink mucus off his throat and washed his mouth. He wouldn't stop coughing and he was afraid Mark would be worried, yet he knew his phone was on and the older can hear him. Meanwhile Mark dribbled the ball through the empty court with his earphone plugged in his ears.

"You listen to music while playing? Hot!." Yeri giggled at Mark as she made her way towards him.

"No." Mark mumbled ignoring her.

"Then? What do you listen to? Why do you have your earphones plugged?" She followed him around checking him out shamelessly.

"I'm listening to my wife." Mark turned to face her with a confident look.

"That sick boy? Seriously? Come on you are worth more." She rolled her eyes with a scoff.

"Even if I'm offered a far more better option I'd still choose him. I'm in love with his flaws, his imperfections, his broken heart, him. You wouldn't understand because girls like you don't fall in love." Mark hissed as he turned Haechan was in tears. Jeno had him carried in a bridal style because he was too weak to walk the stretch.

"Baby why are you here? Have you taken your medicines? You were coughing for hours. I'm sorry." Mark took his property from his friends arms.

"It's okay baby.......Me fine. I love you." Haechan smiled softly as he caressed his mans cheeks. "Let's go home." He pouted as they headed out.

As the cool evening breeze blew through Haechans red hair as he was pushed on the swing. He smiled the feeling of Marks warmth spreading on his arms everytime he held them. His heart hurt so much that it no longer wanted be in pain.

"Why do you love my flaws hyung? Why fall in love with my imperfections and broken heart? Every surgery leaves deep scars on my body and I'm tired of fighting." Haechan started crying softly as Mark came to squat before him. He wiped off the tears on those chubby cheeks.

"Your flaws are what make you special. Your imperfections attract me." Mark unbuttoned the first few buttons of the boys school shirt revealing the painful scars. "These scars are the tokens of your determination. Crazy but I find them hot, I know we were engaged even before you were born, but I'm selfishly happy that you are mine. I call you honey not because you will be my wife but because your skin reminds me of it. You are so beautiful inside and out, even if your heart is frail I love it just the same. And I'd pray to have you as my wife in all my lives. I love you so much honey bear. I genuinely do." The older smiled, a tear rolled off the edge of his eyes and Haechan just hugged him tightly, crying into his shoulder.

Haechan sat cross legged on Marks bed, a pink hoodie and messy hair. He watched the older walk about cleaning his room because Taeyong had wacked him the moment they came home saying it smelt like a sty. He kept grumbling and mumbling about. Haechan giggled cutely as he volunteered to help.

"Smelly hyung." The red head bounced and his sweatpants slipped down making Mark chuckle.

"Baby boy. Pull them up. Tie the string." Mark ordered the cutie pie but Haechan just kicked them off.

"Yay!! Why do you have a picture of me showering?!" The younger gasped finding a picture of him in a bathtub.

"I'm your husband honey." Shrugged Mark putting all the books in place.

"But........" The younger whined as he was lifted onto a table.

"But what you little bum. Have you had your medicines yet? It's past the time." Mark ruffled the soft hair.

"Yes I did. Mom gave them to me after dinner." Beamed Haechan happily. "Can u go shower? I wanna sleep." Saying so he left to shower.

The younger opened the shower first as he suddenly felt aweful. His heart started hurting so much he gasped for breath. He tried to make himself out of the door but he collapsed on the floor. Mark just had an instinct that Haechan might be in pain for he didn't feel good. He opened the bathroom door and there he was flat on the ground. He was immediately carried to the bed.

"Were you up all night hyung?" Haechan whispered softly the moment he woke up the next morning.

"Yeah. How are you feeling?" Mark caressed an exposed thick thigh.

"Good because I saw you first in the morning. Can we stay in bed all day? With you just staring at me and me at you." Haechan faintly coughed, his lips were pale and his breathing was unsteady. His feet were swollen and his tummy was too.

"You sure we don't need to see Yuta? Baby bear you look so sick." Mark worriedly sighed as he sat up and so did Haechan.

"I just want to be with you.......Hyung what if I broke up with you?" Haechan giggled but it made Mark angry.

"It's pointless. I'll keep coming to you no matter what........" The older connected their foreheads.

"Baby?" The younger caressed Marks cheeks as he straddled the older.

"Hmm?" Whispered Mark looking up at those deep orbs.

"Kiss me........I know it'll taste disgusting bu-" Mark kissed Haechans on his trembling lips, it was passionate but painful in other words. Tears fell off their eyes as they kissed until the younger felt dizzy and light headed. He giggled licking his lips, smooching his fiancé's lips he stared lovingly at him.

"I know this would make you made but...........It's so hard to hold on. It hurts so much. I'm trying hard enough........I really but.......but if I were to die. I want to die in your arms, that would be my last wish. W-Will you allow me to do that?" Haechans voice broke and Marks shattered, he couldn't say a word he just tightly nodded.