The Cleave [MarkHyuck]

8

He knew what it was to loose your mind for you don't know what's going on in his head, to differentiate between real and hallucinations. Jaemin stared at Mark, he reminded him of himself a few years ago. It was like the pit of your stomach churned with a bitter feeling. Jeno was trying his best to pull Mark away from Donghyuck. He had his arm choking the brunette, would he end up killing him one day? No one knew.

"Are you trying to kill him?!" Jeno yanked the dark haired boy away and shook him harshly. Mark stared at the man, the words sinking in. What if this leads to Hyuck's death?

Yuta had taken care of Jaehyun, so mark wouldn't be dragged into the issue. Donghyuck slipped down, his neck red with bruises, was this all worth it? He sobbed into his arms, it seemed to go no where. If his mother found out he'd be in trouble, he tried to leave when Mark held his arm and hugged him tightly.

"You're mine. Only mine." He growled, making the beautiful boy smile.

Getting a dorm at the middle of a semester was hard, yet Jeno managed to squeeze the two boy inside a dorm. Taeyong has said or more like warned  Haechan to be careful with Mark. He didn't have his drugs, so he might get worser and Physcotic behaviours can really change with time. The younger sighed locking the door, his head throbbed, his body shook with fear of dying in the arms of the boy he loved so much.

"Mark.......Look at me." Whispered Donghyuck, the older turned to stare at the gorgeous boy he fell in love with years ago. The bandages on his crown and abalone shells like orbs sheeted with tears. His neck bruised with the marks of his fingers, Mark hugged him again. Tighter this time as he slightly shivered at the warmth.

Hyuck stroked his hair gently, trying hard not to break down crying. He whimpered when his husband's grip tightened, not a minute passed before he was yanked onto the nearest wall, he didn't know why but the older unbuckled his belt, pulling it out with a whoosh. The beating went on until the smaller screamed, he no longer had strength enough to let the leather belt touch his body.

"It's all your fucking fault! If you hadn't left nothing of this would happen! My head wouldn't be so loud! Where are Joy and Mom?!" Mark slapped the crying boy as he rampaged through his pockets, fished out the money he had then left without a second glance.

Hours later Mark came home, beaten and sedated with drugs. He stumbled into the dorm, he looked around for that boy, finding him whimpering and crying, unable to even remove his clothes to shower. The older sighed, dragging him to the bathroom, he harshly ripped off the boys clothes then placed him in the bath.

"Ahh.....It stings." Haechan whimpered, the olders eyes were blood shot red, his elbows decorated with dots some new, some old, his wrists slit many times.

"So?" Snapped Mark, he then went to get soap, whatever the brunette wanted and was back. Haechan was naked in the bath but it didn't turn Mark on, or more like he didn't see him well enough to notice. The younger lent up so their lips would touch. He said nothing, just pulled Hyuck closer to kiss.

"Let's do it Markie! I want you!" 15 year old Hyuckie baby voiced as Mark gave him a piggyback ride.

"Babe you're 15! You're Mom will kill me." Mark chuckled bouncing his lover on his back.

It's not like they hadn't done anything intimate before, but they hadn't had sex. Mark helped the beauty as he carried him to their bed, he placed him on the soft mattress then knelt before him with a sigh. He caressed the bare thighs as he looked up to Haechan. A part of him wanted to to let his walls fall so this beauty can walk right in sadly the demon in him built them higher each day. He wanted to break out the Physcotic monster he had become but something held him down like his soul was tied to a stone.

"It.......hurts Baby. It hurts so much. I'm sorry wasn't there when you needed me the most, you told me nothing about what was happenin-" Marks arm cradled Haechans face as his lips touched those plump trembling ones.

He always kissed so good, it took you away to Kwangya. He kissed him slowly with passion, their lips moving in sync laced with dreaded fear. Marks mind was a liar, it lied to him. It told him bad things, things that weren't true. It took him away from his Teddy Bear. Hyuck wrapped his arms around the olders neck, pulling him closer if possible. They kissed and kissed until the beauty fell on the bed with a heavy bear chest and swollen lips.

"I-I couldn't tell you that your mother was ruining my life. Your mother was your world, I lost my family, lost everything, even Renjun because of her and when I came home I lost you. You left me when all I had was you." Mark started grabbing his hair in an attempt to tear them off. He screamed and started banding his own head on a wall.

"I'm sorry. I'm here now baby and I'll never leave you. Ever. Until death do us part." Hyuck whispered, the older hovered him with his arm tight around the younger's neck.

"Why.......Why don't you love me one last time before you kill me Mark?" He whimpered, he was in pain and tired of everything. Even though he loved the boy so much he just didn't have the strength to fight back.

"Donghyuck." He mumbled, his senses coming back once again. He was the only one who called the beauty by his real name.

"You told me once that you'll never do it until I say I want you. I want you Mark, if I'm still you wife and you love me then make love first and then kill me." Haechan whispered.