candy | markhyuck

ten

[ third pov ]

"mark get off of me." haechan mumbled. he attempted to crawl out of the older's embrace but it was nearly impossible. it was about 3 in the morning and mark was completely squishing the life out of the other.

after his breakdown last night, mark tried to comfort him by putting him to sleep, but he just ended falling asleep himself. now they were sleeping beside each other, or more like on top of one and another.

"hey, wake up." haechan sighed, pushing mark in the chest. it only made it worst as mark just continued to snuggle closer, keeping his head on top of haechan's.

finally losing his temper, haechan jabbed an elbow in mark's stomach. the older groaned as he unwrapped his arms around the younger.

he turned to the side, accidentally slapping haechan square to the face. the other boy hissed in pain as he sat up from the bed they shared. "you fucking idiot." he whispered before grabbing a pillow and throwing it onto the floor.

he spent the rest of the night sleeping on the cold hardwood floor, quietly muttering insults towards the older who got the whole bed to himself.

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"shut up chenle, you're going to wake him up." a voice hushed another voice harshly. a higher pitched voice replied after.

"says you, jisung park."

"what did you say-"

"he's waking up, hide!"

mark groaned as he turned to stretch his body, it was aching all over. he slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed; standing on the other end was two boys.

"ugh, what are you guys doing here?" the older groaned as he slid the covers off his body. jisung, the youngest sheepishly smiled as he forcefully pulled chenle out of his hiding spot.

"taeyong hyung told us to call you down for breakfast." chenle grinned while elbowing jisung in the rib. mark sighed as they started bickering again and decided to leave the room.

after freshening up, he quickly went down the stairs. the aroma of food led him to the dining room. "good morning-" he paused.

sitting beside taeyong was haechan. he looked worn out and his eyes were swollen. and unlike the suit from yesterday, he was wearing casual clothes.

"good morning mark, have a seat." taeyong smiled, gesturing to the chair beside him. there was such a heavy atmosphere in the room, it almost made mark sick. he quickly slid into the seat and ate his breakfast.

"i'm glad you're able to join us, haechan. i hope you're feeling better after yesterday." the oldest boy gently tapped the younger's shoulder, who nodded in return.

something was off about haechan. he willingly ate breakfast with the others and didn't say anything to protest. it was like he forgot everything that happened last night.

mark eyed haechan down, but the other kept avoiding his gaze. he grew impatient and nudged the others leg under the table. he shot mark a glare before shoving his foot away.

they both shot each other glares, almost as if they were communicating using their eyes.

"oh i almost forgot. how was your sleep last night?" taeyong turned to the younger who immediately turned away from mark.

he quickly forced a smile, roughly kicking mark in the shin. "it was absolutely wonderful." the sarcastic tone seemed to slip past taeyong as he smiled, clearly glad that the younger had a nice sleep.