Colours His Eyes Beheld [MarkHyuck♡]

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Donghyuck stared up the whole night, he answered nobody, neither did he want to annoy his father when he came home, his heart had been threatening to fall out, what had he fucking done? He was definitely going to loose mark forever. His world hurt like it was invested, he couldn't stop crying, for deep down he knew had lied, Mark had never and would never touch or love him.  Taeyong dragged the red head that morning as he pushed the boy towards Marks room, Donghyuck knew the man was beyond mad at him for what he had done.

"See all of those and back off! Stop hurting my son. He's not a toy who you could play. Stop trying my patience." Taeyong open the door to Marks room.

Donghyuck took gingerly steps into the room, as the most painful shock of  his life hit him hard. The picture of himself on the far corner of the room, with blonde hair and a gorgeous smile. There were so many pictures of himself on the walls. But he knew too well it wasn't himself. The pictures where Mark had his arms around the boy to the picture that was taken the day they did it. Donghyucks started breathing heavily, he wasn't stupid, that picture screamed that it was taken after a intense love making session. The hickeys on the boys body said it all. Taeyong didn't expect the gorgeous boys to shake so much, The mother believed Donghyuck was only having fun. Haechan was at every corner of this room, every Polaroid card having the boys angelic face. The love reeked so much it jammed Donghyuck's lungs terribly. 

"That's his Haechan. Moon Haechan. His boyfriend and almost wife. Jaemin's twin. That's his world, So just go, You are my best friends son so I kept quiet all these days. Stop hurting Mark." Taeyong hissed at the beautiful. 

Donghyuck held his heart tight as he collapsed on the ground crying, he started crying so loud, his shivering stubby arms tried  to cover his wailing mouth. But it didn't stop, Taeyong stared in horror at how how broken the boy looked. Donghyuck couldn't take it, that was why Mark cried when he saw him, That was why Mark asked so many questions from, That was why Mark acted liked he cared, Donghyuck looked liked his so called Haechan. The red heads heart broke into a thousand pieces, he couldn't collect the pieces, Tears poured liked rain rain that day, as Taeyong stood with guilt for breaking this boys heart. He never thought Donghyuck actually loved his son so much. It was so obvious. Donghyuck cried so much his fever increased, the blood dripping from his nose. He took off, not really  knowing Haechan was dead, not knowing that he had died for Mark. He cried louder as he ran under the rain, that was why Mark kept calling him Haechan. That false affection. That false care. 

"Hey why hasn't Hyuck hyung here?" Jisung asked Renjun who shrugged.

"His mother told me he was coming late. But it's already lunch." Chenle sighed looking out of those huge glass windows of the cafeteria.

"Why did he say he was pregnant?"Jeno asked Renjun with a look of disgust. 

"He was sick, and probably not on his right mind. Don't you give him that look." Renjun glared at the boy as he walked away.

Donghyuck walked in like a homeless drug addict, Mark looked at the younger, his nose was bloody and he looked wet to the bones. The red headed boy passed the cafeteria, hiding himself in one of those abandon classrooms, as he started drinking a cigarette for each tear that slipped down his cheeks. He knew too well why he was coughing so hard but right now he wanted to forget the pain. Marks room was full of himself but another boy actually, Donghyuck wiped off his annoying tears, he was in too much agony he felt nothing. He was numb, there went his first love, the love of his life. 

"Donghyuck stop smoking." The gorgeous red head heard someone scream out side the door. 

Packet after packet, Cigarette after cigarette fell onto the dirty un swept floor, Tears had stopped pouring since his eye sockets carried no more liquid. Donghyuck coughed, it hurt too much, Who was that boy who looked exactly like him like they were copied and pasted. Who was he? Why did this have to happen? Why did Donghyuck have to leave Chicago? Why did he have to leave home to come here and break his fucking heart? Was it his fault he didn't tame his beastly heart?

"Hyung enough come out!!" He kept hearing voices, anger made him punch the glass window that reflected his face that reminded him of that boy Mark loved and was still in love with. It was obvious the boy had left but Donghyuck deserved no pain. The door flung open as Mark rushed in. The older was mad, school was over and everyone had left. Even Donghyuck friends for they knew how he was when he was mad.Mark dashed Donghyuck on the nearest wall, his eyes red with anger for the lie he had blurted out the night before.

"What is fucking wrong with you? why did you have to pull such a disgusting joke? Why the fucking hell would I even dream of touching you? Let alone make you pregnant?" Mark screamed at Donghyucks face making the younger flinch. "Why do you always keep hurting yourself? To gain my attention?" The older hissed, Donghyuck shoved Mark with force as he started coughing, he wiped the blood off as he clenched his jaw tight.

"Who wants your attention? What is fucking wrong with me? I love you! And I never asked you to save me. Just fucking let me die! I don't want your fucking attention, I know you would never love me or touch me. Who wants someone who loves a guy like me. Go back to yourHaechan stop acting like you fucking care. I love you so much that I'll never hesitate to die for you. I fucking love you silly! It was love at first sight. Not a joke." Donghyuck screamed as he walked away from Mark, he ran into the darkness crying.

"D-Die for m-me?" Mark started hearing Haechan's voice sat that multiple times in his head. Why did Donghyuck say it?