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“Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.”
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Donghyuck woke up very warm. Mark was laying next to him in bed, his arms wrapped around the slim boys waist, emitting a lot of body heat.
"Mark, what the fuck are you doing?" He groaned and pushed the boy off of him. The heat was starting to become suffocating.
"Well, I was sleeping."
Donghyuck rolled his eyes. "Yeah, in my bed. Why?"
"Because I can." Mark shrugged and spun away from Donghyuck, now hugging said boys Ryan plushy.
"Whatever, just leave before Ten gets back."
Mark stayed for a while, trying to get Donghyuck to tell him why he was being so hostile towards him. He just ignored Marks question, switching between random topics.
Mark had finally had enough when Donghyuck started talking about his non-existent cat.
"Okay, I'm leaving. Tell me when you're ready to talk." Mark stood from the couch he was on, avoiding the bottle he died on last night, and left Donghyuck alone.
Actually, that was Donghyuck's goal. He had an order to deliver to a client, and it wasn't some normal item. If Mark got tangled in all this, Donghyuck didn't know what he would do. Donghyuck gently wrapped the white powder in the bag, hiding it in his hoodie pocket, and followed the same path Mark took. Donghyuck's normal meeting place was a public park. Him and his client would sit on the same bench and do the required transaction. The client would usually run off and Donghyuck would stay and play on the mini playground. He didn't care if he wasn't a kid, it was still fun.
Donghyuck arrived at the park in no time, sitting at the familiar bench. He waited a few minutes before a black haired boy sat next to him. He was Donghyuck's age, with big eyes, a long nose, and a very prominent Cupid's bow. He was attractive, to say the least.
He gave Donghyuck a lopsided smile, clearly already pretty high. Donghyuck smiled back, using this innocent gesture as a chance to slip the drugs into the boys pocket. Donghyuck felt a light tug at his jacket, and a few wads of cash were now filling the once empty space.
Everything was going to plan, except for the first time in a long time, the client didn't run away.
"Hi, I'm Doyoung."
"I'm Donghyuck." Donghyuck didn't know what to say to continue the conversation, so he let the awkward pause stay.
Doyoung giggled from beside him, his face was very close. "You're so pretty."
"Thank you," Donghyuck spoke in a whisper, afraid of scaring away the boy in front of him.
"JAEHYUN!" Was yelled across the park, catching nobody's attention except Donghyuck, because he recognized the voice. He broke eye contact with Doyoung and looked around, spotting Mark and Jaehyun on the swings. Almost looking like a happy couple on a date.
Donghyuck noticeably frowned, making Doyoung frown, too.
"Aw, noo. You're prettier when you smile." Doyoung whined and followed Donghyuck's jealous gaze. He also noticed the two boys. "Ah, unrequited love, I see."
Donghyuck continued to stare.
"Wanna go get high with me?" Doyoung asked, catching Donghyuck's attention. Donghyuck smirked at Doyoung, this could be his final 'fuck you' to Mark.
"Hell yeah."
The two rose and started to walk away from the park, hands dangerously close, unaware of the eyes that had saw the whole exchange, watching with the same fiery jealousy.
Donghyuck almost forgot how to snort cocaine. He wasn't a big cocaine user, it was more weed and pills. Doyoung showed him how to do it properly, lining up the powder on his living room table for the pretty boy. Donghyuck sniffed fast, and felt the familiar rush. His body was slowly relaxing, his mind blurring. Doyoung had some weed stored away, and Donghyuck rolled blunt after blunt as if it was candy.
Which to him it was.
By the time the sunset, Donghyuck was high off his ass. His filter completely broken, and his limbs almost useless.
"Hey, wanna do blowbacks?" Doyoung asked, laying next to Donghyuck on his broken couch.
Donghyuck giggled. "Are you five?"
"Awww, c'mon Hyuck," Doyoung whined, a blunt already between his lips. Donghyuck rolled his eyes, but nodded lazily. He opened his mouth feeling the smoke enter his lungs, but before he could close his mouth, Doyoung planted his lips on to his. Donghyuck was too high to notice or care, all thoughts of Mark hidden under the hazy cloud of intoxication.
"Did you hear a knock?" Doyoung asked, still hovering over Donghyuck's lips.
"I dunno, go look." Donghyuck spread out on the couch when Doyoung abandoned his spot, his eyes closing. He was viciously woken up by a restless shaking, don't by none other than Mark Lee.
"Donghyuck, we're leaving."
Donghyuck pouted, "You're not my mom. And I wanna stay here with Doyoungie." He reached out for the boy, like a toddler, but before Doyoung could respond, Mark flung Donghyuck over his shoulder and walked out. Donghyuck whined the whole way home, Mark eventually blocking him out.
"I wanna kiss him againnn. Bring me back."
Mark stopped short.
"I'm sorry, what?" He asked angrily as he placed Donghyuck on the ground.
"He kissed me because I was sad. I don't remember why I was sad." Donghyuck frowned in annoyance, desperately trying to think of why he was sad. A lightbulb should have appeared over his head when he remembered.
"I'm in love with this boy. B-but he was with this guy, and they looked cute together." Donghyuck's eyes watered. "He'll never love me back. He'll get married to Jaehyun," Donghyuck spat the name bitterly, "have two kids, a basic white people house, with one of those tiny wolves and a-a fish!"
"I wanna fish with Mark!" Donghyuck sobbed out, completely oblivious to Mark. He was too high to even realize who he was.
Mark was speechless. It was all making sense now, he was jealous of Jaehyun.
But Mark couldn't stop thinking as he carried Donghyuck home.
Did he love Donghyuck?
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