a/n; over 5k reads never thought this shitty story would get attention at all but thank you sm
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Like Mark had mentioned, he left to canada, Haechan hasn't been outside since. He hid in his room and cried in his pillows. His mother brought food, placing it next to his door but took it away every time, untouched. Her son felt way too weak to move at all.
He didn't care, he had no one who he wanted to look good or even live for. All he did was crying while listening to love songs.
Mark never gave him hopes on a relationship, still he kissed him and told him he'd love him. The canadian boy once was everything Haechan needed, he thought they'd be together for the rest of their lifes.
He lost all track of time, all he could remember was that november must have been almost over, but that was literally all.
"Hyuckie.. you look like a corpse.. let me help you becoming alive again..
Yugyeom walked in his room, sitting down on the free space of his little brothers bed.
"Hyung.."
"I don't know how to be alive without him."
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a/n; yeess..
as i said a few chaps before, i might be changing the story line some day
p.s (31.10.18): sorry for not updating (didn't find it) I only have another markchan draft, I deleted all the others cus I didn't like them really ... xd
anyways, have good day/evening
