Piano boy || MarkHyuck ✔

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Mark woke up and sat on his bed. He made his way downstairs and made himself breakfast.

He had so much fun with Jaemin's friends yesterday and it tire him out. He wanted to go back to sleep but he cant because he need to eat his breakfast then drink his medicine.

Mark made some toast, sunny side up and bacon for his breakfast. He then grabbed a glass of milk as an acompaniment to his meal.

He ate his breakfast while staring into space. He wanted to go back to sleep so badly.

Mark finished his breakfast and picked his plate up then brought them to the sink so he can  wash them...

Mark scrunched his nose up and opened his window. Then he saw Haechan was cooking.

The red haired male was only wearing boxers. Yesterday, he was wearing a black boxers now he's wearing a pair of white boxers.

Mark shook his head and washed the dishes before drinking his medicine. He felt dizzy but still he managed to go back to his room.

He laid on the bed and went back to sleep.

"Minhyung are you sure about this?" Mark's parents asked as they heard their son's last wish.

"Yes mom... Yes dad."

"You'll break the boy." Mark's mother said and it went through Mark's soul.

"I-I've always been generous and selfless the way I lived for 18 years... cant I just be selfish for once? I really want to go to Korea and meet Lee Haechan." Mark cried and wiped his tears away.

"Honey. Hand him his passport. Let us not let our son life in sadness and regret. He has to fly while still can. I'll buy you a house. Take care of yourself Mark. When you see us again... we want to see your precious smile."

Mark hugged his father who smiled and hugged back.

"Dont do anything stupid to hurt yourself. Live well."

"Thank you so much."

The annoying beeping of Mark's alarm was heard all over the room. Mark sat up and went downstairs. He made lunch so he can drink his medicines.

He made himself some sea food pasta and settled himself on the couch as he watched the News.

The thunder roared and Mark flinched. He was startled afterall.

He finished his lunch and drank his meds.

He was lazying on the couch with his pajamas. He watched some movies and closed his windows shut when he saw the heavy rain.

The heavy rain fell and it was so heavy and strong. Mark made his way to the window and placed his hand on the glass.

"Wow..."

He always admired the rain. He was one of the people around the world who loved the rain for the reason he grew up sickly and he cant join other kids play with puddles.

When he saw a familliar red haired who was only wearing a wife beater and boxers who was barefooted as he went outside his house as if he was possessed.

Mark's eyes widened when Haechan stood under the rain. He wore his fluffy slippers because he cant go anywhere barefooted. Mark grabbed the umbrella and bit his lip as he hesitated wheter he should meddle with Haechan's business or not.

When he saw Haechan was making his way to the road, Mark ran outside his house and he even forgot his umbrella. The younger male was planning to commit suicide.

He wrapped his arms around the red haired who was a foot away from the road.

"Dont do it." Mark begged.

"You dont know anything..." those were the first sentence Haechan said to him.

"Please dont..."

"I'm tired. I dont want to be here anymore... I am just a trash in this society... let me go!"

Mark tightened his grip around Haechan. It was his first time under the rain and it felt really cold.

"I want to die already!" Haechan yelled and Mark started to cry.

How inconsiderate is this guy?

Haechan turned around to push Minhyung away so he can end his life but then he met Minhyung's slap.

It was really hard that he winced in pain. He was so mad that he was about to stranggle Mark but when he saw the male cried. He stopped himself.

"Yah... why are you so inconsiderate?! You want to die?! Yah! You dont have any idea how many people out there who were born unlucky would want to live! They want to live more yet you'll just throw your life away?! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?" Mark yelled and Haechan balled his fists.

"I'm tired of suffering... I'm tired of everything... what can I do?!" Haechan yelled in frustration.

The boy infront of him wrapped his arms around him and Haechan cried. He threw his tough façade because he was too hurt.

"Y-you... you cant die yet... you have to play me the piano again..."

Mark felt weak as his world was spinning. He balled his fists on Haechan's wife beater before passing out.

"Y-yah! Hey Lunatic kid wake up!"

Haechan brought the unconscious male inside his house and carried him on the leather sofa.

"Yah!"

The pale boy was having a high fever already. They just stood under the rain for less than thirty minuets yet he already have a fever?

He was about to leave to get a basin and a towel then clothes but then the crazy boy grabbed his arm.

"D-dont go anywhere."

"I'll just go get you clothes and then a towel..."

"No..."

"I wont do anything stupid."

The crazy boy let go of his hand and he ran upstairs. He grabbed the things he needed and then his phone.

He took a deep breath before dialing Na Jaemin's number.

"Yah. Na Jaemin. You have no what the crazy boy next door did. Can you come here and help me? I cant take care of him I'm sorry."

"O-oh sure... I'll be there."

Haechan ran downstairs and sighed. He had no choice but to undress the unconscious crazy boy and dress him into his dry clothes.

"You should think before you act Lunatic boy. Look what you did you yourself."