NCT One-Shots

The Things You Ruined|MarkHyuck

Mark x Hyuck

For the fifth? sixth? time that week, Hyuck sits alone in his room, teary-eyed thinking of Mark. Mark, the guy who's slowly breaking his heart by not doing anything at all. Well, it doesn't seem like everything but every interaction just makes Hyuck feel worse and worse.

He thinks about earlier, when he saw Mark, 'cause he'd forgotten that meeting up with his friends meant seeing Mark, right in front of him, fueling all the thoughts he wishes he could get rid of. 

Hyuck grabs phone and scrolls through a playlist, looking for a song to make him feel better. He pauses, thumb hovering over a song before remembering that the lyrics remind him of Mark. It annoys him to no end, he really likes that song, but the last thing he wants is more of the male, so he puts on another that Mark hasn't tainted. 

He feels nothing but stupid, dramatic, and pathetic and he only hates Mark more for it. For causing all the things that have made him the way he is right now. That fucking bright smile he knows he won't be able to resist if he sees it tomorrow, no matter how much he dislikes Mark right now. The inevitable texts he won't be able to ignore no matter how hard he tries because that pathetic, desperate part of him wants Mark to talk to him. Wants Mark to want to talk to him.  

Rage fills him at the thought of what a mess Mark has unintentionally made of him. He knows he doesn't mean it (and he hates it), but right now, he wishes he could just scream "fuck you" at Mark and get rid of him. Well maybe not him but the feelings that Mark is one-hundred-percent responsible for. The ones that make him wanna cry, wanna scream, wanna cuddle up into his arms. It's usually one of the three, especially the first too and Hyuck is so sick of crying. Of wanting to cry and feeling rejected. He's so tired of feeling the way he feels right now.

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Of course the first notification Hyuck has when he wakes up is a text from Mark. He wishes he didn't feel so excited and was able to just ignore it, but he hasn't learned how to resist Mark.

The text is nothing that important, just Mark telling him about a movie he watched that he thinks Hyuck would like. Hyuck is highly aware that Mark probably won't notice or care that his response is dry, but he likes the idea of getting back at him for all the conversations he leaves unattended, only to come back and say something that will start another conversation that he will also abandon. It's an endless cycle Hyuck is trying so hard to return and failing at.

Speaking of failure, Marks newest text suggesting they watch the movie together causes unwanted giddiness to run through Hyuck. Of course he can't be rude, no matter how much he wants to be, so he agrees and curses himself for being a pushover even when someone isn't actively trying to walk all over.

Being used to Marks way of texting, Hyuck waits until the texts start feeling like little pinches to his heart and then leaves one on seen, because Mark will do it to him otherwise. And maybe he's just done today, too tired, too hurt, too much of everything but when Mark texts him again, he doesn't respond, doesn't even click on it, just presses 'mark as read' and tries to move on with his day.

The constant buzzing from Mark questioning what's going on, if he's upset, if he's there disturbs him and tempts him all the same, but the temptation just motivates his spiteful attitude. So, this time, he clicks on the texts and reads them all one by one as they come in, just watching Mark type and question what's going on. It's a little bit cruel, but Hyuck is too full of negativity to care.

Right as he's about to ignore Mark, the screen changes with an incoming call from said male. It is definitely a bad idea to answer, Hyuck knows he'll probably ruin their relationship and then regret in a few hours, but today, he's welcoming the bad ideas and answers.

"What?"

"Hyuck? What's going on? Why are you ignoring me?"

"What? You leave me on seen all the time. I thought it was just normal."

"But I said something to you. Like something for you to respond to. I just leave it when I have nothing to say."

"Maybe I have nothing to say to you."

"Well, you could've told me that."

Hyuck scoffs. "You can tell me the same thing, but you don't. I saw the text, it wasn't that important, right? I don't think the things I say are that important."

"Am I missing something here? It sounds like we're talking about more than texts. Please, just be direct with me. Did I do something? Why do you sound mad? Why are you mad?"

Hyuck sighs, at an all-time limit. If answering the phone call wasn't a bad idea then, it is now. He's just so ridiculously upset and over it that he doesn't care.

"I'm mad because every time you do something like leave me on seen, it hurts and makes me feel things I don't want to feel. I'm mad that you do that when all I wanna do is talk to you and I want you to want to keep talking to me. I don't want to say either but I'd say literally anything just to get a response from you. And I'm mad that I'm like this when it comes to you 'cause you make me like you, even though every day, it feels like you're putting a boundary between us."

"What do you mean?"

"We're friends, Mark. It kills me that we're just friends and that there's no sign of you wanting to change it any time soon. And it would be okay if I didn't like you so much. I wanna stop liking you and I'm trying, but it's not working. I can't make myself stop thinking about you and associating you with things. All the songs we shared, I can't listen to them 'cause they make me think of you. All the romantic things I love that I wish you'd do with me, I don't like them anymore as long as they make me think of you. Every single written work that I can relate to you, whether I want to, I don't want to read. I don't enjoy anything that has you written all over it." He takes a few seconds before continuing. "I want to undo everything you did until we're back to the way it was before I started falling for you. I know you weren't trying to and that you didn't know, I know I just wanna blame someone other than myself and I'm sorry for ever trying to blame you, I just don't know what to do. My feelings ruined everything."

Am I a little evil for this? Maybe

Are you okay? 

I think we know how I am hahahahahahahahahahahhelphahahahahahahahahahaha