why can't you? || Markhyuck

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"Are you sure you don't want me to stay?" Jaemin asked, seeming a bit worried.

"Yes, I'm sure. You go and rest." Mark said and gave him a smile.

"You're so nice, it's unbelievable. Please take care of him."

The blond head nodded with a smile.

The two boys left.

Mark sat next to Haechan, who was sleeping inside his bed. He looks peaceful. Mark was staring at the younger' face without realizing. Only the sound of a notification from his phone woke him up.

Haechan moved a bit and Mark noticed a change of Haechan's facial expressions.

The red head woke up terrified, breathing heavily. He looked at Mark and his breathing got slower.

"Are you okay?" The older asked immediately.

"I ..." Haechan started,but stopped. He had trouble catching his breath correctly.

"It's okay just breathe, I'll go get you water." Msrk stood up, but then he felt a hand holding his wrist tightly. He looked over at the red head. He looked pale.

The older sat down next to him and held his hand. He was shaking, so Mark started patting his back softly.

Haechan leaned to the touch. He was relaxing more and more as Mark was gently patting his back.

Mark didn't ask Haechan anything about this, which Haechan was very thankful for. The older was very gentle, it made Haechan feel scared.

He knew gentle people, who turned out to be the exact opposite.

"It's okay, I'm here." Mark mumbled softly.

"Don't go." Haechan whispered, his voice was fragile and shaky.

Mark knew Haechan wasn't fully awake from sleep and he wasn't sober yet so he just stayed. It's not like he wanted to leave.

After he made sure the younger was deep in sleep, he went over to his bed and lied there.

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The next morning, Mark was awakened by a voice of someone puking. He immediately rushed to the bathroom and sat next to Haechan and patted his back. He was slightly shaking.

He finished and Mark noticed how pale the red head looked."You don't look so good." Mark said as he reached his hand to the younger' forehead to see if he has temperature.

"Let me bring you back to your bed." The blond head said softly while reaching out to put one of his arms around his neck. Haechan was too weak to protest or refuse the help.

Mark gently placed him down."What happened last night?" Haechan softly asked.

"You got drunk, so I brought you here." Mark answered his question.

"Are you sure just that? I must've done something stupid."

"Well actually ...I don't wanna upset you, but I think you should know." The older said nervously.

Haechan didn't reply, he just gave a 'continue'look.

"Well yesterday at the party, it was my friend's party okay. So I went up after a while of being in the party to his bedroom to get some air. I kinda overheard you inside talking in the phone with someone and you seemed angry." Mark explained and the younger frowned and looked at Mark to continue the story.

"I did hear some of the conversation, and after a bit you through up and that's when I wanted to get you out of there and yeah you passed out."

"C-can you tell me the phone conversation?" Haechan mumbled.