candy | markhyuck

seven

[ third pov ]

haechan gulped as he pulled his hand away. he averted his eyes from taeyong as he slowly stumbled behind mark.

something seemed off and he knew it since he walked in this place. "i see you're a shy one." taeyong chuckled, leaning back onto one of the chairs behind him.

the younger didn't say anything as mark answered for him. "hyung, i'm sure he'll be fine." he assured the older in hope that this conversation would end.

"how was your stay at mark's place? i hope he didn't scare you too much with the act he put on." taeyong continued, eyeing the younger in front of him.

haechan's brow furrowed as he spoke up for the first time. "what do you mean by act?" was everything before this just an act he put on to get him here?

was that the real mark?

taeyong nodded, pleased to finally get a reply from the other. "i told him to act that way to make sure you won't try anything."

he paused before continuing. "but knowing him, he probably overdid it." the older explained, directing to the bruise on the younger's left cheek.

mark mumbled a quiet apology to haechan before turning back to face taeyong. "i think it's the right time to explain everything to him." mark suggested leaving haechan confused once again.

the older nodded as he gestured the maid to call the others. he walked to the end of the long dining table and took a seat on the biggest chair.

"bring him upstairs to freshen up. oh, and take that necklace off, it's fine now." taeyong instructed as mark nodded.

the two boys walked up a long pair of stairs, reaching a big white door. on the other side was a large bed and a wardrobe.

"come here, i'm taking that thing off for you." mark called softy as he pulled haechan in front of him.

they stood a few inches apart as the older's arms reached behind the others neck to take the necklace off.

it was quiet as haechan tried to think of what to say. his head felt like it was going to explode. "mark, is this the real you or are you still putting on an act?"

mark paused from the sudden question before clearing his throat. he stayed quiet, ignoring the younger's question.

"was all of that fake?"