sticky notes | markhyuck

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the moon light was reflected at donghyuck's glossy pupils. he wiped the tears that rolled down his cheeks with his sleeve. he bit his quivering lip while trying to stop from crying but it was useless.

are you mute?!

it still lingered in donghyuck's head. it pierced straight through to his heart. how could a person he thought nice and well-mannered could throw those words carelessly? was his first impression on mark wrong all this time? he didn't know what to do. but for sure, he was going to move on even though it was hard.

"hyuck?" chenle startled the crying male who quickly wiped away the remaining tears on his face and wore his spectacles that were placed on the nightstand next to his bed.

donghyuck just flashed chenle a weak smile while trying to look okay. but chenle was not stupid, he saw the puffy eyes the tanned male had and the sound of him sniffing.

"hey, what happens?" chenle quickly took a seat next to him, cupping his face in his warm palms.

"i-it's nothing lele," donghyuck's voice was breaking as he shook his head.

"nothing is something hyuckie.. tell me please," chenle tried to calm his nerves, his mind was already planning a murder if someone had hurt his best friend.

donghyuck burst into a sobbing mess as the word came back into his mind. chenle pulled the latter closer and buried donghyuck's face in his chest. the sight itself made chenle panicked. he couldn't see donghyuck in this state. it was heartbreaking for him.

"hyuckie.. don't cry.." putting his hand on donghyuck's back, he caressed him slowly as donghyuck's small hands gripped tightly on chenle's shirt.

"mark just called me mute.. he was angry at me lele.. he found out i was the one who gave him the sticky notes.." donghyuck hiccuped, tears already wetting chenle's shirt.

"that son of a bitch.." chenle muttered under his breath, gritting his teeth.

"what am i going to do chenle.. i like him, no, i love him.." 

"shh.. don't think too much about it. it's going to be alright. just leave it to me," 

donghyuck was too tired to think of what chenle would do so he didn't question him. feeling sleepy, he fell asleep in chenle's embrace as the latter kept stroking his back.

"you're dead mark lee," chenle balled his fist, impatient for tomorrow.

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a hard punch landed on his right cheek, making him stumbled a bit from his place.