A BOY TO DIE FOR | MARKŸUCK

A BOY TO DIE FOR | 26

A/N hey this chapter will be long and a lot of stuff will happen...

Simon says 우린 real vibe killer (killer killer killer)

Simon says 우린 real vibe killer (killer killer killer)

너네들은 다 mine mine mine mine mine

너네들은 다 mine mine mine mine mine

필요 없어 그딴 말말말말말
We don't pay no mind mind mind mind🎶

''Whatever you do don't fall asleep''

-Nightmare on elm street

''STOP MARK''

another dream...

Mark was there looking at the scene from above, like usual, he could see himself towering over the terrified Donghyuck, he embraced the younger's neck with his slender fingers putting a slowly increasing pressure.

He could see Donghyuck gasp desperately as tears fell down his cheeks, his eyes were red as it seemed like they were almost going to pop out of his skull.

Mark wanted to scream, he wanted to beg himself to stop with this madness, he opened his mouth but the words wouldn't come out.

''M-Mark''

Mark wanted to intervene but how could he put an end to his own desire?

''M-Mark... please!''

He stared at the scene until 'Mark' got up from Donghyuck's life less body as he smiled relieved. Almost as if he had gotten rid of a weight.

''MARK!''

And then he woke up.

There he was towering over Donghyuck, holding tightly his neck grinning his teeth as Haechan squirmed trying to free himself.

Mark immediately let go horrified, feeling a slowly growing headache coming over him.

Haechan gasped for air, breathing in and out looking at Mark confused.

''M-Mark, what-''

''Sorry, I had a bad dream'' Said Mark getting up and grabbing his pillow walking towards the door.

''W-Where are you going?''

''It's best I sleep in the living room...''

''N-No, I don't want to be alone, sleep here...'' Said Haechan pointing at the empty space next to him.

(Simon says everything will be fine)

''If I do, then what will it be of you?'' He sighed ''What if next time I don't wake up?''

And like that he left the room leaving Haechan with a strange feeling in his stomach as he stared at the door that Mark had slammed closed.

Mark laid down on the couch just looking up at the ceiling,the headache kept worsening as he tried to push away those horrible thoughts.

"Get out of my head" he mumbled holding with both hands the sides of his head "Just get out already"

                                       🔪

Days pasted and as usual Mark and Haechan had lost sight.

Haechan had slept at his own house too scared to call Mark, not wanting to disturb him thinking he was going through a rough period.