My Ghost: The Air I Breathe || Lumark

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General;

It was around 6 am the next morning when Mark had finally started to come to. Afraid and very confused to the fact that he was very naked under a mountain of blankets that surrounded him.

He felt disoriented before he realized that he was in the infirmary. Almost felt relieved with the knowledge. Key-word, almost. He could handle waking up in a bed in the infirmary, but that was one thing. He didn't sign up for some random giant to be asleep by his side as if they were some old married couple.

The moment Mark had jolted up was a signal for Yukhei to jolt up himself. He had drool on the side of his face and sleep marks from the blankets he rested on. Not the prettiest way to wake up, but Yukhei was attractive enough to surpass that.

Even Mark was unable to deny that the other make was godly in some way, which caused the scared boy to almost slap himself physically because 'HELLO?! Mark this dude is randomly just resting his head on your bed as if he's known you his whole life.'

His thoughts were out of control and so was his heart beat apparently because Mark could swear that it felt like it was ready to pop right out of his chest all the while, Yukhei stared groggily at the younger male. "Who the hell are you?!" Mark yelled in English, unable to really say anything else.

Yukhei released a confused sound, questioning what Mark's problem was. "The question is, what the hell is wrong with you?" He responded in a swift mannar, pleased with himself on his English abilities. A perk of being the son of a business man in a prominent company. Too bad he never got through the Korean classes before he died though.

Mark froze a bit, staring at Yukhei as if the boy had just put tape on his mouth. He was utterly speechless, unable to form words in his head that'd make sense for this situation. In the end, he stuck with answering Yukhei instead of keeping completely silent. "I'm sorry..." It was almost sad how quiet his voice had gotten, pathetic really. Not what Yukhei expected at all.

Sighing, Yukhei gave into the sad looking boy. "I'm Yukhei, but you can call me Lucas if you'd like." In all of hell, Yukhei, or Lucas as it seems now, had never seen someone look so much like a kicked puppy. Actually, if he were to really look at the boy, Mark's face kind of resembled a cat and his hair was pretty fluffy too. Almost like a small lion.

Mark stared at Lucas in a bit of fascination because the man looked too good to be true. Unlike himself which he noticed before was naked, stiff  and hair that probably looked as much as it felt like hay with all chemicals dried in it. In other words, hell. Mark looked and felt like he'd gone through hell. Yet Lucas somehow looked as if he was one of those boys who was born with not a silver, but a golden spoon with diamond ridges in his mouth.

"Y'know, if you keep staring at me like that, I just may have to kiss you." Lucas spoke out in an abrupt and teasing tone, interrupting Mark's thoughts and sending the smaller boy to a screeching halt. Wondering over this phrasing a thousand times, Mark was surprised he wasn't brain fried yet. It was a miracle, really, it truly was.

"What the hell dude, that's gay!" Mark darted out his words in a panicked manner. In this type of school, it was a death sentence to say anything about liking or wanting to do something like that with another person of the same gender. Yes, there were some kids out, but their lives were hell. Mark's hell was already bad enough as it is.

"I'm a demonic angel, we don't follow your dumb human conducts. Even when I was still alive that conduct was stupid to have." Lucas grumbled out and frowned as he leaned back in his seat to cross his arms. He swore people were stupid sometimes.

This of course only sent Mark into a questioning state because 'what the hell??' As the seconds passed on, Mark felt more and more like just getting up and running away because this guy was crazy and Mark couldn't handle anymore crazy.

Quickly, Mark swung his legs over the side of the bed he was resting on, looking back at the handsome but crazy guy who was now standing and trying to stop Mark from getting up. "Listen dude, I hope you get better, I really do. But you're crazy as hell and I need to get out of here before Simon kills me."

"Simon? Was he the one who did that to you?" Lucas perked up at the mention, forcing Mark to stay in bed and awaiting an answer, hoping he was right. Honestly, maybe if Lucas could do something about the rodent right away then he might be able to skip out and just make his way straight to heaven.

"It was just a joke, don't worry about it. Simon always plays these games with me like that." Mark seemed to have closed off after Lucas asked him the question. It was almost angering, no it was angering how Mark just let someone push him around. Enough to make Lucas slam the small boy up against the headboard of the bed.

"You saying it's just a joke is a joke itself. This isn't playing around, this is trying to kill you off. You're basically the prey to his predator." The Chinese boy was practically seething, this human had to of been an idiot to not care whether his life was on the line or not. In all truth, Lucas wanted to snack Mark upside the head.

Mark only glared before trying to get up again. "Okay asshole, that's YOUR opinion." He pushed the elder's hands away when they tried to stop him from getting up again, only to fall on his face as soon as his feet were on the ground.  They were stiff and still numb from being in the water for so long.

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1048 words, pure hell and I'm late. This is probably boring but I've had a bit of writers block, so sorry guys. 😔 I'll try to keep my updates frequent and on time more. By the way, is there a day you'd guys would prefer me to start updating on? Lemme know in the comments.  Once again, thanks for even taking the time to give my story a chance and reading it.