RIDE. [Markhyuck]

6. [Robbery.]

I don't know why,
But having you feels special.

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Imma fucking kill you.
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"Well, right now it's like half past eight, sun's also setting. I have packed a few covers but still... What if something happens?" Donghyuck was a bit insecure due to the fact that they were in the middle of nowhere, with a broke down jeep, and no fucking way of difending themselves.

He looked at Mark questiongly, to see what he had to say.
"Oh God, don't tell me you're scared? Wow, such a pussy we got here." Mark chuckled mockingly at Donghyuck's actually legitimate concern.
He had decided to be a better person with him, but still, mocking him was one of the best sensations.

Donghyuck on the other side bit the internal part of his cheek, to block the feeling of destroying Mark's, actually quite sexy face.
"If anything ever happens to us, no wait, to ME, know that my blood is on your stupid bitch ass head, fucking cunt." Donghyuck now looked straight towards Mark trying to look menacing, just ending up looking like a little puppy in the older's eyes.

"Whatever Sunshine." Mark smirked as he glanced towards Donghyuck who just rolled his eyes.
It was a knew way for Mark to deal with his anger. It was such a blissful feeling the one he got as he made the younger angry.

"I see that giving you some alone time got you feisty huh? Little bitch. I'm gonna go sleep now I don't fucking care about you or what you decide to do." Donghyuck, very annoyed, went to the booth and got out two covers, entering back in the front seat tossing one to Mark. And that was the last heard from him.

Mark felt like laughing, after all Donghyuck said he didn't care about him, but still gave him a cover. He had never met someone like that before.

But why was he like that?

He initially felt so angry towards Donghyuck, now they were just bickering and fighting.

But that was just what they were doing before so nothing had really changed.

Just the fact that Donghyuck wasn't nagging or making it hard for him. 

Why?

Mark reflected as the regular breathing of a sleeping Donghyuck filled the car.

Whatever, he didn't care.
Lying to himself and holding some kind of distance from the younger was best.

A cold feeling snaked trough out his spine. Maybe Donghyuck was right, something could have happened to them after all.
Mark didn't want to be a pussy like him though, choosing to just secure part of his money in paper by hiding it in his inside pocket, leaving the remaining 2 000 dollars in his wallet.