Colours His Eyes Beheld [MarkHyuck♡]

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The red head was late for University classes, having being thinking whether the older had left him. He ran as fast as his little legs could carry him. Lucas stopped Donghyuck from running.

"I'm sorry about what I did?" Lucas looked down with a worried look.

"I want to only be his Lucas. He's my first and last love. So never do that ever again." Donghyuck hissed at the taller as he walked away hugging his books.

"Shouldnt you wear clothes that do not reveal your body?" A voice chuckled making Donghyuck hault at his tracks.

"Mark?" Donghyuck's cheeks became rosey.

"Hi....." Mark wrapped his arms around the boys frame. "Wanna go on a date?" The black head tucked a long strand of hair behind those doll like years.

"I'm late for classes." Donghyuck whispered.

"I wont be in Chicago forever right?" Mark smiled tiredly smooched the beautys plump lips.

"That......That hurt." The red head looked away quite hurt by those words.

"Hyuckie I should be leaving soon. I want you to be happy. Thats all I want." Mark smiled again, He was exhausted, depressed, sleep deprived since the nightmares never left his mind.

"Where are we going?" Donghyuck kissed the olders cheek.

"Somewhere that makes me forget for a little while." Mark mumbled taking the beauty along with him.

They sat at a ice cream stall, to ease their chaotic hearts. Donghyuck loved ice cream, but he loved Mark more. The older looked awfully tired, the eye bags under his eyes said it all. The ice cream tasted delicious for the gorgeous red head, as Mark stared at the gorgeous beauty before his eyes. The piercings on Donghyucks left ear made him look hot and sexy with long dangling earings. Haechan was a shy bean compared to this boy in a polo shirt and tight jeans.

"Why did he leave you?" Donghyuck sighed looking up to those green and blue eyes.

"Somethings are better not spoken." Mark gave a broken smile. He was a boy who had lost his joy at the tender age of 17, Haechan died taking all of his happiness and light along with himself.

Perhaps, Donghyuck was sent to Mark by Haechan so the older would move on. Yet Mark refused to believe such things. Neither did he know why he wanted to be with this red head and kiss him. It felt like he were betraying Haechan.

"I'll be back." Donghyuck ran off to the washrooms. Mark nodded, standing up to go pay their bill.

"Your husband is beautiful." The girl behind the counter smiled but Mark nodded without a smile.

"He's not my husband." Mark sighed softly as Donghyuck came out lighting a cigarette.

Donghyuck kept smoking along the road beside Mark. Sometjing didnt feel right, nothing felt right anyway. It never felt right ever since the red head found Haechans memories kept alive in Marks room.

"Stop smoking Hyuck." Mark whispered at the boy who smirked hugging his books tighter.

"Old habits die hard Mark." Donghyuck blew smoke out from his mouth.

"You are sick." Mark made Donghyuck look at him.

"I've been sick ever since I met you. For all I know you might one day call me Haechan again." Donghyuck chuckled dryly. Mark frowned at the beautiful boy.

"I wont kiss you and take the next flight back to Seoul." Mark hissed making Donghyuck drop his ciagrette down like a baby.

"Now kiss me then." Donghyuck gasped but Mark tucked his arms into his jean pockets and walked away.

If you would say Yuta was oblivious of the fact that Mark was in Chicago it was wrong. The handsome anime like man stood at the far end of the city, mingling with the darkness as he smirked at the black head.

"I will murder you for what your mother did." Yuta hissed to himself as he followed the two boys.

"Donghyuck! Get into the car right now." Johnny caught them red handed walking towards another shop. The father was still not giving in.

"Daddy! I can explain." Donghyuck stood up to fight back.

"I said get in." Johnny growled making the red head look so hurt at the sudden out burst of his father who had never actually yeld at him.

"Mr Sue......" Mark started but was cut short with a hand held up in the air.

"You will not marry him. Never! Get out! No one wants you here." Johnny pushed his son into the car.

"I want to. I want to marry Donghyuck." Mark whispered not sure of what was happening to his heart and mind. "But if you think he'd be happier with someone else then I'll let him go. As long as he is happy I'll live knowing he's happy. Thats all I want." Mark caressed Donghyuck already damp cheek dipping down to kiss those lips one last time as he bowed at Johnny and turned to leave. Vowing he wont bother the red head again. He wiped the tears that rolled off his sockets. He just wasnt gifted with happiness, It was about he accepted his tragic fate.

"Mark!!! No!! Mark dont leave me!!!" Donghyuck screamed after the black head. Johnny stood there, after shattering his sons heart.

"Hyuck lets go." Johnny lifted his son up.

"It's all your fault!! He's leaving without me! Now he'll never come back for me!!" Donghyuck screamed at his father with tears falling like waterfalls.

"He doesmt love you honey!" Johnny ran an arm through his red hair.

"I dont care! I love him! He wants me to marry him. I swear to god its only Mark and no one else. I'll die with out him! It's all your fault!" Donghyuck fell on the sidewalk crying his heart out into his palms.

Mark didnt cry, he had no tears left, he just was a miserable boy with no ounce of joy in his life. He packed his bags, He made up his mind, He would Donghyuck forever. The younger would learn to move on, he'd find love again and be happy. Mark derseved him not.

"Goodbye Hyuckie." Mark checked out off the hotel, as he got into the cab with his bags, driving off to the airport.