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"Let me give you some legal advice: Shut the fuck up!"
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Everything was going surprisingly well for Donghyuck. His "business" was booming, and he had become a fan favorite at his night job. Jaehyun had become a distant memory in his mind, which was now fully occupied by Mark.
Donghyuck knew what he signed up for the first time he kissed his hot neighbor. A fuck and go relationship. But Donghyuck couldn't help but slowly start to gain feelings for the boy, especially with the way he took care of Donghyuck.
Donghyuck was proud to say he was almost three months clean, and anytime he craved, Mark would give him a different flavored lollipop. It was one of the things he looked forward, too.
Donghyuck couldn't help the large smile that grew on his face as he lazily swung around the pole, occasionally collecting cash from the ground. He was so naturally high, the world seemed fake to him. He was in his own world, but loud shrieks and yells brought him back down to Earth. Donghyuck looked towards the commotion and saw the flashing blue lights of police cars.
His flight or fight instincts kicked in and Donghyuck bolted towards the back exit. Unfortunately, he wasn't fast enough, and he heard the click of handcuffs before he saw them. Donghyuck was no stranger to jail, it was the same process each time. Get arrested, stay for a day or two, bail himself out. The worst charge they had against him was prostitution, they were unaware of his large drug stash at the hideout.
Donghyuck was being dragged towards the familiar, uncomfortable police car, when Marks voice stopped the officer.
"Jaehyun, wait!"
The officer looked at Donghyuck.
"Stay here."
Donghyuck rolled his eyes. He knew from personal experience that he wouldn't get far with the painful handcuffs.
"Wait, Jaehyun?" Donghyuck muttered to himself bitterly. His eyes watched the two carefully, looking for any sign of a relationship. The most he got was a hug, which wasn't sufficient proof, but enough to make Donghyuck jealous. He scoffed and busied his eyes with his oh so interesting shoes, trying to untie them with his feet.
A hand appeared in his vision, unlocking his handcuffs. Donghyuck rubbed his sore wrists with a wince. The officer that freed him wasn't Jaehyun, and he left after a quick, 'get it together, kid.' Donghyuck could see Mark approaching him, but he was still a bit jealous, so he purposely ignored the boy and walked away.
Mark followed him all the way home. All the way. The whole three miles.
"Donghyuck, c'mon. What's wrong with you?" Mark asked and spun him around. Donghyuck avoided all eye contact.
"Nothing. Goodnight, Mark." He flashed a fake smile at the boy and shut the door. He was halfway to his room when he heard the door open and Mark let out a loud, 'FUCK!' when he stepped on a glass bottle. Donghyuck flopped himself on his pink sheets, too tired to care.
His eyes were fluttering slowly, and his mind was becoming hazy. His body was drifting between sleeping and being awake, a highly uncomfortable feeling. Donghyuck looked at his bedside clock, seeing it was already 12:46, he let sleep consume him.
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after this chapter I'mma start the whole "10 votes before update" thing. BE PREPARED OR BE SQUARE
