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"Hello welcome to DY's flower shop" a staff from the nearest flower store greeted our protagonist.

The boy just give the staff a small smile and muttered

"The usual" The staff nodded and quickly grabs a few sunflowers and arranged it .

"Your girlfriend must've love sunflowers sir"

The boy shakes his head while smiling as he remembers how a genuine smile always showed up at his lover's face whenever he gave him his favorite flowers.

"I don't have a girlfriend. But i do have a boyfriend" He said as he put his payment on the counter. The staff gasps and immediatly apologize.

"No it's okay. But yes he do love sunflowers. By the way keep the change" He then grab the flower from the staff as he finished arranging it and thank him.

The staff bowed and says his thank you as well. "Have a great day sir!"

As the boy left the flower shop his phone tinged signalling someone has sent him a message.

He gets his phone from his back pocket to see what his friend Jeno has sent him and quickly type a reply

Jeno
Bro where are you?
You're not at your apartment

Chill nojam. I'm going to see him today

Jeno
Oh. Okay do you want me to
accompany you mark?

No need . Thanks
Ttyl jeno

Mark shoved his phone back on his pocket as he makes his way towards his love.




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Mark sat infront the love of his life as he stared at him.

"Hey chan" He smiled bitterly as his grip on the flower bouquet tightens

"I haven't visited you for a long time. I'm sorry baby. But i brought you flowers ! They're your favorite~" Mark then place the sunflowers on top of the grass as he reaches out to feel the carvings on the stone .

Without noticing , streams of tears flows down his face.

"Baby i miss you" His voice cracking as his sobs grew louder.

"Why did you leave me haechan? You're so selfish.." Mark lowered his head as he tries to hide his tears from the grave .

As few minutes went by mark finally calms down and decides to lay on top of the grass as he holds the flower close to his heart while looking at the now dull gray colored sky.

"Baby when will you comeback?" He mumbles to himself still looking at the sky.

"You know what? If you don't have any plans on coming back to me , then I'll come to you"Mark says as he smiles bitterly and stands up from the ground.

He then stares at his lovers grave still smiling. "I'm so smart don't I? Wait for me hmm? I'll be there soon" He place the flower back to it's place before running towards the place only he knows where.





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There he is standing on the edge of the cliff. The place where he and haechan always meet when their parents are against their relationship, when the whole world disgust them .

Two boy loving each other is like the biggest sin , but do they care ? No , as long as they're together , they don't give a fuck.

But now it's only mark left, the boy who stands beside him before is now gone . Mark still don't care but now it's a lot harder to fight alone.

Suddenly droplets of water slowly poured down on Mark's head . At first thought he's crying but looks like it's the sky who's crying for him.

A dry chuckle left the boy's mouth as he take one step closer to the edge.

"Ah heachanie don't cry! We're going to be together again~"

Another step

And

Another step.

"Baby wait for me" he said as he closed his eyes and leans his body forward , waiting for his body to fall forwards , waiting for the hard branches of trees or rocks hit his body.

But why?

Why does he fall backwards ?

Why does he felt warm arms wrapped around his waist?

Why's he still alive?

But then he heard a very familiar voice

"YAH! Are you crazy?!"

The moment mark opened his eyes he saw a very familiar boy.

"Yah! Talk to me you idiot!"

He couldn't believe it.

He's there sitting infront of mark , brows furrowed and lips pouted as he talks to mark.

"Are deaf?? Or you are mute?"












"H-Haechanie?"









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