Wednesday || MarkHyuck

Four

"You're okay." Mark said softly, as he gently wiped Haechan's wrists, not wanting to hurt the boy more than he already is.

Haechan just looked down to the floor, not wanted to look the older in the eyes. He felt embarrassed. He felt ashamed. He knew she shouldn't have called Mark. But of course, him being a pathetic person, he dialled in Marks number without thinking about the aftermath.

"I-I'm sorry." Haechan spoke quietly. His voice was hoarse from crying earlier. The boy could feel tears pooling in his eyes. That familiar feeling at the back of his throat.

"I'm sorry for calling y-you here. I-I know I should have j-just dealt with it myself." Haechan sobbed out. He tried to pull his left arm out of Mark's grip, but the elder held on to it, wanting to finish cleaning it so it won't get infected later.

Mark wasn't the best with comforting people. He didn't know how to show affection without feeling awkward.

"It's fine. Like I said, call me when you need me. And right now, you needed someone. So it's fine. Don't beat yourself up for it." Mark told the younger.

It got silent for awhile. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence. Nor was it a comfortable silence. Both boys were too busy thinking.

After Mark had finish cleaning up the bathroom and Haechan's arm. He wrapped it in a bandage, so nothing gets inside the cuts. The injury wasn't too deep for stitches. But it was deep enough for it to start bleeding again if it was bothered too much.

Mark took Haechan to his bed. He lied the tired boy down, making sure he was comfortable. "It's not too hot or cold, right?" Mark asked, hoping the boy was alright.

Haechan shook his head no. He felt good. At peace. He felt safe.

"I'm gonna leave now. Remember to call me if you need anything else." Mark whispered to the boy. Haechan shook his head, grabbing onto Marks arm. He pulled him down, so he was lying next to Haechan.

"Sleepover for tonight." Haechan whispered.

Mark was about to decline, but decided to just stay till Haechan fell asleep.

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"You look like shit."

"Why thank you." Mark said, as he cleaned his busted lip. He completely forgot about it. He was too busy taking care of Haechan.

After the boy fell asleep, he left. He didn't know where else to go, so he went to Renjun's house. His annoying co worker.

"What even happened to you?" Renjun asked, watching as Mark but everything away.

"Stuff. Now, can I ask you a huge favour?" Mark looked to the younger.

"You can ask, but I might not do it for you." Renjun said with a smile. Mark sighed.

"Well, I need somewhere to stay for a week." Mark said.

"Why?" Renjun asked, tilting his head to the side in confusion. He knew Mark was wealthy. He knows this, because there was that one time where Marks rich friend came over to visit during work hours.

"That's personal reasons. Please! I need somewhere to stay for at least a week. I'll even pay you to stay for a week!" Mark begged. He did not want to stay in the streets. The only reason why he came to Renjun and not Yukhei, was because Renjun lived with one roommate. While Yukhei lived with his whole family.

"Fine. But you have to pay me $320." Renjun said with a smile. Mark agreed quickly, which made Renjun laugh.

"I'm kidding Mark! You don't have to pay me. You said only a week. And besides, were kinda like friends." Renjun joked. He knew Mark and Him weren't 'friends'. Just coworkers. Which is completely fine.