Already Owned [MarkHyuck]❤️

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Haechan finally seemed to have moved on after about six months, his leg had healed, his was healing so was his broken heart. Yang Yang and Xiaojun were crack heads that made him smile alot but only his lover would be able to make him laugh. After Xiaojun had the baby the boys left to spend a few months at Xiaojuns parents house. Haechan though still worried about having broken up with Mark, he was back to wearing his tiny clothes and cute baby boy outfits. Which were VERY distracting, sadly Mark had high tolerance.

"Talk to me!!" Haechan had whined one night when he was ignored for millionth time that day.

"I'm busy can't you see that?" Mark snapped at the cutie, who removed his hoodie as he turned around pouting, the temptation to feel those yummy curves were high.

"H-Have you m-moved on?" The younger fiddled his keys, he sniffled. He missed Mark so much it hurt. Getting no response he quietly went to shower

"Woah.......What are you wearing?!" That was Marks reaction when he came into the room to get his book. Haechan ignored him as he rolled his hoodie then tucked it inside so his tummy would be seen.

"A skirt. It's the pride walk so I'm wearing this tomorrow. I dont wanna wear anything vibrant. Why do you bother?! Hmmph!" Haechan glared at Mark, purposely arising that nasty anger of his.

"Stop showing so much of skin!" Yeld the older male, he wasn't going to let his baby walk the street with his soft peaches out for people to drool.

"Why? Does it bother you? Aren't you the one who broke it all off?! What is it for you if I went around looking like this?!" The younger wasn't backing down, he wasn't going to sacrifice his first love just because of some pervert.

"Are you crazy?! Pride walk has millions of girls and boys walking! What if they touch you I places they shouldn't?! Hyuckie you are not going on the parade looking like this." Mark ordered the cutie who wore a tiny white skirt and pink soft fluffy hoodie.

"I'm going. You don't care if I was hurt or broken or shattered or anything, you only care about your self." Haechan snapped harshly as he locked gazes with the older, praying that he gets slammed. Why wasn't Mark doing it?

"Why can't you fucking understand that I'm crazy for you? I love you damn it stop this bullshit and go wear proper clothes before I rip them myself." Mark shouted at Haechan, but did no attempt of initiating any sort of physical intimacy.

"I won't take these off. I won't listen to your fucking bullshit!" And.........it happened, Haechan was slammed on the wall, his wrists pinned harshly on either side of his head, his lips smashed.

Mark was an amazing kisser, if you remember he mentioned earlier, he always had the capability to hold his breath for as long as his heart permits, Haechan gasped for breath but his lips weren't let free, the older three him on the bed along with himself, Haechans arms were let go as the older kissed him so long and lovingly that when they pulled away the youngers chest was heaving, the string of saliva still connecting their lips.

"W-What took you so long?" Haechan panted, Mark chuckled shaking his head.

"I didn't want to scare you. And you needed the break up so you'd forget that bastard for good. I'm sorry baby." Mark smooched those plump lips that were swollen after all that kissing.

"I'd still say yes if you asked me." Haechan smiled at Mark, letting his owner touch him in places only he could.

"Will you marry me?" Mark peppered soft kisses down the flawless boys neck.

"Yes in every language. And don't ever do this again. Please. Beary Hurty.!" Haechan exclaimed with a pout.

"I promise. Sooo........May I continue this?" The older blushed making the younger blush too.

"Is that even a question? Of course!!!" The beauty squealed, he back to being himself.

Going through rounds, sometimes hard, sometimes slow, moans filled the house for the first time in seven months. Haechan didn't even have time to think about Jisung, his fear burnt to ash for Mark fucked him so good, or more like made love like a love guru.

"H-Harder!!!!" Haechan bit his lips, arching his pelvic his so the older would be buried deeper within himself.

"As you wish baby." Mark smirked, his lips sucking on his favourite nipples that drove the Pudu crazy.

They just couldn't keep their hands off each other, Haechans stubby arms slipped down the glass door of the shower, his stubby feet dangling on either side of the olders waist. They just reconciled so you couldn't expect them to not have sex like crazy.

"Haaaa..........I love you." Haechan mumbled between kisses and moans. His arms hugging his lovers neck as he straddle him tight.

"I love you more." Mark whispered.

The whole day went by with Haechan screaming his lungs off, they missed each other so much, they in one bed, tangled, Mark moving as slow as he can, as the younger gasped softly every time his bundle of nerves were bruised. The sweat, the saliva, the moans, the hickeys, just MarkHyuck, that was all and it felt like heaven.

"Hmm......My wrist hurts ahhh-umm." Haechan whimpered biting his lips. Mark kissed the wrist as he held it above his fluffy head so he won't use it. He gave him his all. Every single thing.

"I'd protect you always. I promise you that baby." Mark smiled through tears, his lover had finally let him touch him. Haechan pulled his lips down for a long deep lip lock, the bed creaked, stubby finger tips curled with pleasure. They were in love, no one had the power to seperate them whatsoever. Haechan broke into soft strumming of the, he was finally back igniting the world.