"B-baby, what did they do? W-what did they do to you? You don't look the same..." Mark had healed a lot during the weeks, and the others say he might start to walk again in just a few days. But Nate just looked worse. Nate's breathing hitched, the memories flooding into his brain. He shook his head frantically, his grip on Mark tightening.
"Baby, tell me what they did to you... I need to know.." Mark flinched slightly. What did they do to his boyfriend that left him that shook?
Nate only shook his head frantically. He would have to talk about it eventually, he knew that. But he couldn't do it yet. The memories were too fresh in his mind.
Mark was getting worried by the minute. He felt him crying, but he wasn't making any sound. The only sound that was playing was his own song. "Nate, say something, my love."
Nate pulled back, looking at Mark with teary eyes. He shook his head, shakily lifting a hand to point at his throat. "I can't..!" He mouthed.
Mark raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, you can't speak?!" Nate nodded as he bit down on his lip harshly. He flinched as Mark raised his voice, more tears filling his eyes. He could hardly see through his blurred vision. He clung onto Mark tightly, hiding in his chest once again as he sobbed silently.
Mark whimpered slightly. He looked around, looking for something he could use for Nate to communicate with. Then, he found something on the bottom drawer of the bedside table. A notepad, and a pen. Mark picked it up, and put it on Nate's lap, hugging him after. "Let me know when you wanna talk, okay?" Nate nodded, holding onto him tightly. He truly didn't think he was gonna live to see Mark again, so the feeling of his lover's arms around him was overwhelming.
Mark bit his lip, holding in the tears. Usually, he was the brave one to save Nate... But now, after weeks of just pain, and hurt over and over again, Mark feels like he's losing that title. He wants to be that star for his boyfriend, but that has to come naturally. He looked up with fury. "Carl, I will kill you and your stupid f*** clan until everyone's heart is silent." He promises, kissing Nate on the head.
After a little while, Nate had completely exhausted himself. He soon fell asleep in Mark's arms, his eyes drifting shut.
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FanfictionMark and Nate were best friends, two people living perfectly harmless lives. Who knew how much could change in two days? Accidents, kidnapping, abuse, lying... and still... they stick together. Once as friends, now, as lovers.