the wolf in me / markhyuck

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9:04 PM, Donghyuck's Room (Day 7/10)

Donghyuck was currently laying down on his bed, trying to help his wounds but it was no use. The beatings were getting worse and so was his mental state.

"Ow, shit." He sucked in a sharp breath at the sting, gently rubbing some treatment onto his wound.

His cut lip, the blood seeping off the corner of his mouth, the huge bruise that decorated his cheekbone connecting to his eye, and let's not forget the small but noticeable wounds that scattered his legs and arms from the needle that had been dragged across his body, creating little cuts.

After he finished cleaning up the blood and bandaging his wounds, he locked his door and sat down on his bed, sighing as he slowly stretched.

What did I ever do to her to make her hate me this much, the boy thought.

As much as he didn't want to admit it, he missed Mark. He misses him every day, but the moment he sees his face at the secret spot, he gets angry.

Angry for so many different reasons that don't seem to make any sense at all, but still come together to make his blood boil.

Donghyuck just wants to feel what love is, he wants to know what love is. He wants to kiss Mark all the time, he wants to hug him all the time, he wants to do so many things with Mark but know he'll never be able to.

And he knows it's his fault.

"I'm holding back." The boy whispered to himself, shaking his head as he let out a shaky sigh.

"Wait. Shit! What day is it today?" He ran over to his phone, quickly turning it on, eyes widening as he realized what the date was.

"He only has three more days left.. he only has three more days left. He only has fucking three more days left!" The sad boy repeated over and over again, throwing his phone onto the bed.

Hands wrapped in his hair, he paced around the room, blowing out a huge breath he didn't know he was holding.

What the hell was he gonna do?

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"I ONLY HAVE THREE MORE DAYS!" Mark shouted, breathing in and out at a quick pace.

"What am I gonna do? Oh my god! I'm gonna get my soul taken away. Holy sHIT IM GONNA GET MY SOUL TAKEN AWAY." The stressed out boy rambled on and on, walking back and forth between the space of the couch and TV.

"Dude, could you stop pacing in front of the TV? I'm trying to watch something." Chenle sassed, waving the remote control in his hand.

"Ugh!" Mark stomped his foot, almost like a little child, and cursed under his breath as fire lit up right from where his foot had been.

"Mark, I swear to god." Jisung sighed, walking over to the kitchen and getting the fire extinguisher, calmly blowing out the flame.

"Have you guys always had that?" Mark questioned, gesturing to the extinguisher in Jisung's hand.

The other boy shrugged, "Well, I mean we kind of need it."

"True."

Jeno walked into the living room, pizza in his hand, yawning as he looked around only to stop at Jisung holding the fire extinguisher in one hand that pointed straight towards the floor in front of Mark's foot.

"He flamed the floor, didn't he?" Jeno questioned, knowing the answer already.

Jisung nodded vigorously, earning a small slap from Mark.

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im honestly trying to get more to the last day of mark's month bc i planned a bunchhhh of stuff for that chapter and it's gonna be quite long so these chapters are just little progresses up toward that day