NCT bxb oneshots: the 2nd edition

Tired- Yuta x Taeyong

Requested by Anonymous

TW: Self harm, depictions of depression, mentions of alcohol, drug use and suicide.
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Yuta awoke in his bed, unaware of the time, but assuming it was near two or three am, since he fell asleep around twelve.

He was under his comforter, yet he was still cold, the feeling of loneliness he thought. What a concept, being lonely means you're freezing all the time, hah.

He grubbed the crust out of his eyes, flicking it to the floor. Getting up from his bed was a struggle, like his muscles didnt want to cooperate, but he eventually did.

He tiptoed through the clothes on the floor to make it to the door.

He paused, back when he was still in a good place, he bought a long mirror and hung it up on the back of his door, which he could now see in it a man. A man with bags under his eyes and a ribcage poking through his skin. Thin arms and even thinner legs, which he would usually hide under hoodies and baggy pants.

Yuta, you really let yourself go.

6 weeks earlier

"Hey cutie" Mark said, his arms wrapped around Yuta's shoulders.

"Hey" Yuta replied.

"Whatcha doin?"

"Staring at this book"

"You mean reading?"

"No, I'm not reading, just staring"

"Alright then" Mark then kissed Yuta's cheek and headed off to the kitchen.

Yuta continued to stare at the book until it bored him, and by then most of the other members were out on dates, or at a club, and Yuta was very tempted to join them, but  Mark didnt like going out, so he stayed on the couch.

"Yutaaa~" Mark whined, blubbering his lips.

"What is it?' Yuta asked.

"I'm bored"

"Go watch a series or something"

"But I dont wannaaa"

"Then I dont know what to tell you"

Mark huffed, a small pout on his face.

"Fine, why dont we go join the others?" Yuta shut the book.

"But,"

"You said you were bored, why not be adventurous for once in your life?"

Mark thought a moment, and decided he had nothing to lose.

"Give me ten minutes to get ready" Mark said and skipped off to his room.

Minutes later, which was a lot less than ten, Mark came out of his room, covered in green glitter, from his hair to his boots.

"Ready then?" Yuta asked, admiring the way Mark shined in the light.

"I guess"

The couple then headed out of the dorms and into the clouded night.

Everyone walking on the streets were either drunk or high, or all of the above. It was warm, with little wind rushing by as people walked past Mark and Yuta.