Wednesday || MarkHyuck

Six

"Are you okay?" A deep voice spoke softly. Mark looked up from his book, and was expecting a customer, but was instead greeted by a worried looking Yukhei. Mark let out a sigh, putting his book down.

"What are you doing here? It doesn't seem like you'll be buying anything." Mark said, noticing how the taller male didn't have any items in his hands.

"I came here to check on you. I heard that you ran away from home," Yukhei told the younger with a small frown. "At least that's what your dad said."

"I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me." Mark told him with a small smile, trying to ensure his friend that he was alright. But frankly, he knew he was fucked. He couldn't stay with Renjun forever. He also didn't have enough money to get himself an apartment just yet.

"Mark, why did you run away? Did something happen between you and your dad?" Yukhei asked softly. He wanted to help the younger any way he can. If it meant buying him a house, he was going to do just that.

When Mark didn't say anything, Yukhei knew he didn't want to speak about it here. So he just gave Mark a small smile.

"After your shift is over, call me. We'll talk about this somewhere more private." Yukhei said. Mark just nodded, then watched as he left the store.

~

Mark was stood at the ledge of the bridge, staring down at the water below him, watching how it would slam into the rocks. It was again, a lonely Wednesday night. A cigarette in between his lips, inhaling the toxic smoke. It's been 3 weeks, and he still hasn't heard from
Haechan. He was getting more worried as the weeks pass.

After he finished his cigarette, he began to make his way back to the convenience store, where Yukhei would pick him up.

When he finally made it, he saw Yukhei's black car parked in front. He let out a soft sigh, walking up to it. He gently knocked on the window, and could see Yukhei's face light up. Once he knew he could go in, he opened the door, and went inside.

"There you are! You weren't inside, so I was about to call you." Yukhei said with a sheepish grin, holding up his phone to show the younger. Mark only let out a sigh, looking out the window. He was tired, and just wanted to sleep, but he also didn't want to make it seem like he was ignoring his friend.

"Let's go to my apartment." Yukhei said, starting the engine. Mark just kept quiet, watching the building pass by as they drove in silence.

Marks mind was cluttered with thoughts. It was like a new thought was filling his head every second, a feeling of worry, anxious, nervous, and guilt. And it was all because of one boy he's grown fond of.

All he could think of was the what if's. Or if he's said something wrong, or if he's done something bad. But there was this feeling at the pit of his stomach that was making him scared.

He wouldn't. Mark thought. There was no way the boy would have done that. But his mind wasn't backing up his thoughts. The memories of that night where he found Haechan at the edge of the bridge kept replaying in his mind. Over, and over again.

He wanted to call, he wanted to run to his house, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. The other side of his mind was telling him the boy must be fine, or that he just doesn't want to hang out anymore. He was scared that Haechan might not like him anymore, and that going to him would be a bad idea.

"Mark." That caught the boys attention. He looked around and noticed they were in the parking lot of the apartment. "We're here." Yukhei said to the boy who was spacing out. The said boy nodded, unbuckling, before leaving the car.

The two made their way to the door, where there would be an Elevator which would take them to the floor where Yukhei's place was. The elder pushed in a number pin that would open the main door. Once it opened, he held the door for Mark.

After they made it to Yukhei's door, he again pushed in a number pin that would open the door. The two walked in, taking off their coats, and shoes at the front door. Mark was already familiar with the place, so he made his way to the living room, sitting down on the black leather couch. Yukhei following the same actions.

"So tell me, why did you run away?" Yukhei asked with a concern expression. He was worried about his best friend. Because he knew Mark wouldn't make a serious decision like that without a good reason.

Mark didn't say anything for the first few minutes. He was trying to gather all his thoughts. "My dad has been a pain in the ass for the past few years," Mark started, letting out a shaky breath. Yukhei didn't say anything, letting him continue whenever he was ready.

"He always brought home young women, he would drink constantly, he would blame me for everything that would happen," Mark said, already feeling the hated in him as he spoke of this man that he once looked up to.

"He always made me clean up after his mess, whether it be in the house, or with an angry ex girlfriend. He would make me fix everything for him." Yukhei just listened, not making a sound. He wanted to know the full story.

"He always got mad when I would come home late, he would get mad if I slept in, he would get mad if I spoke out loud to him, he would get mad if I even glanced at his girlfriend." Mark said. He felt his face heat up in anger as he remembered all those times he would get yelled at for doing nothing.

"Then one night, I had enough. I yelled at him, told him the truth, then he ended up hitting me. I didn't want to stay there after that, so I left." Mark said, finishing his story. Though it wasn't the full story, it was enough for Yukhei to understand why he left, and how much of a scum his dad was. The older didn't know half the things that went on in that house.

"Why didn't you tell me this? Do you have anywhere to stay?" Yukhei asked with a frown. He didn't want his friend living like this. He knew he should've gotten him out of that house when he first heard about how his dad was. But knowing Mark, he knew the boy wouldn't want him to get involved. Him respecting Mark and his thoughts, agreed not to do or say anything. But now, he couldn't bare watching his friend go through something like this.

"I didn't want to bother you. I know how stressful it must be for you, going to school, and having the responsibility of taking over your fathers company in a few years." Mark said with a sigh. He really didn't want to be a burden to the older. Which is why he just didn't tell him.

"We've been friends forever. You're like my brother. If there's anything you need, all you have to do it tell me. I care about you Mark." Yukhei said with a soft voice. Mark only slightly smiled, looking down to his hands.

"Now, tell me. Do you have anywhere to stay?" Yukhei asked with a stern look. Because if the boy didn't have anywhere to call home, he would gladly bring him to his home.