NCT oneshots (boyxboy)

Mark x Haechan 🖤

"Marriage"
Haechan can only dream of him and Mark's relationship to be filled with joy.

Haechan looks at the time on his iPhone then at the clock then at the door. It was 3 in the morning yet his husband was still not home from work yet.

Mark, Haechan's husband, had a habit of coming home late. His job required him to so Haechan understood when Mark came home late — but this? Mark had never stayed out the house pass midnight and this left Haechan worried. Haechan calls Mark for the 10th time but still the call went straight to voicemail.

"Sir, I think you should go to bed." The butler suddenly comes into the living room. Haechan weakily smilles, "I'll go to sleep in a few minutes." He lies. Obviously he won't but the butler believes him and leaves.

Haechan wants to stay up and wait for Mark even as he's sleepy. His will is strong but not strong enough to keep him awake any longer as he slowly closes his eyes, falling asleep on the couch.

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Haechan wakes up to the sound of birds chirping. He looks at the windows. The sun was up and shining. Haechan looks at the time. It was now 8 in the morning. Mark has to be home by this time. He gets up and goes to their sometimes shared room.

Haechan softly smiles when he sees Mark dressing up for work. He goes to hug him but stops himself.

Mark hates when he touches him.

"When did you get home?"

Mark doesn't look at him. He doesn't even glance at him at least once. "Hours ago." He says with a deadpan tone. The lack of emotions never went unnoticed by Haechan as he saw how Mark talked to his friends, co workers, and even his secretary. It was completely different from the way Mark talked to Haechan.

"It was 3:20 in the morning and you still weren't home. Did you get sleep?"

Haechan frowns as Mark doesn't even answer him.

"Mark, I was up all night waiting for you because I was so worried-"

Mark stops at his tie. He scoffs as Haechan finally looks at him for the first time today. "Really? Really now? You were worried about me?" Mark laughs at him. Oh god, that really made Haechan's heart ache.

"You think I'm ever going to love you just because you care for me so much?" Mark questions. Haechan closes the door, not wanting any of the maids, or even the butler to hear this.

"How many times do I have to tell you this marriage won't work?! Why do you expect something forced to work? I don't even want to breathe any where close to you!" Mark yells. Haechan looks at the ground, biting his lip as he tries to hold back his tears.

"I'm sorry. . ." He whispers.

"Sorry?! If you're so sorry you would beg your parents to convince mine to allow us get a divorce!"

"I've tried but they won't listen." Haechan says. His voice was so small but Mark didn't even care. He didn't even care that the younger was visibly shaking.

Mark kicks the wall next to him. "Gosh, I can't stand you! Just leave!"

Ouch.

Haechan can't do this anymore as his eyes brim with tears. "What happened to you? You hated being without me when we were kids."

Mark only grew more irritated as Haechan brings up their childhood.

"Remember every time when you didn't want me to go home so we started crying which made our parents give up and let us have a sleep over?"

"Stop it, Haechan. That was when we were kids but things are different now." Mark says in a stern tone.

"Mark, please. . ."

"Why? Why do you have to be so selfish? I don't want this marriage. For fuck's sake, I had someone! You ruined my relationship, my life!"

Haechan's heart sinks to his stomach. "I'm being selfish?! How am I the one to blame when I never even wanted this marriage either?" Haechan snaps. It was rare for him to ever raise his voice so this came as a surprise for Mark.

"I'm only trying to make this work because of the love I have for you as my best friend and I don't want to disappoint our parents! I'm trying so hard for nothing! You push me away, you insult me, you hurt me. . ."

"What did I ever do to you? Why did you change? Why do you hate me so much?!" Haechan sobs as he punches Mark's shoulder.

Mark pushes him to the floor. He grabs his coat and briefcase before leaving the room.

Haechan sobs historically, punching the floor. He screams out of frustration.

Where did he go wrong? He'd known Mark since they were babies, growing up with him. They were best friends but their friendship seems to be lost in the past as Mark changed.

Their parents were friends and had betrothed their children, planning their marriage before they were even 5. Mark didn't take it well when he learned of this. As a result, he pushed Haechan away. Haechan had to accept it in order not to disappoint their parents. Mark even told Haechan on their wedding day that he hated him.

Even after everything Haechan still wished for their relationship to be restored to when they were children. Even if the marriage was failing at least their friendship would still be strong.

Haechan wondered if there would be a day Mark would smile at him again, laugh with him, hugged him, something like that, anything. Oh how Haechan desperately wished Mark would even sleep in the same bed as him.

The pain in his heart was overbearing but Haechan forced himself to put it aside. He had to put of a smile around everyone in order not to raise concern.

He doesn't know how much he could take but it's Mark and Haechan was more the willing to do anything for Mark. The kindest Mark could do was take him on trips out the country every month end but even at that there was no real time spent between the two.

No matter how lavishly he could live, no amount of wealth from both their families, nothing could compare to how desperately Haechan wanted to hear Mark laugh.

He wanted nothing but the Mark he knew to come back to to him.

A/n — Sorry for not updating in so long. I was busy writing masquerade and three new oneshots and I have an extremely important exam coming up. I just whipped this up with no intent of any sequel. See you!