What if...? || Markhyuck

-11-

[july 2019]

[minhyung]

I looked at Donghyuck and wondered how anyone could beat him. He's still a child. With his appearance he receives at least minus four from his current age. This guy wasn't driven by homosexual tendencies but rather by some pedophile degeneration. I frowned, gently tilting the boy's mask. I immediately noticed redness on his skin. He had a swollen jaw and a cut cheekbone. I didn't think that his first field work would lead to such sick situations. I blamed Steven with a clear conscience. Man could move and shake his butt at the bar himself, instead of sending someone so inexperienced. If I were there I would never have allowed a similar situation.

Hyuck wrinkled his nose in response to my touch and turned to face the window. I was then left to watch his back. I sighed in resignation, bettering in the driver's seat. I didn't even know what I was doing in this car. Nothing threatened him here. After all...

I put arms around chest and looked at the brunet again. He had our high school basketball team logo printed on sweatshirt, which amused me a bit. How could he do any sport except limbo with his height? I smiled to myself but the smile quickly faded. The conclusion was a total of one. It just didn't belong to him.

And I didn't like it.

Looking at the brunet's closed eyelids, I realized that it was his eyes that attracted me the most and was remembered. I wanted to know who first stared at him for longer. I was hoping that it was someone much better than me. To consider it more thoroughly, I was no different from the guy who had treated him badly last night. I was always just as brutal and I didn't care about the boy's feelings. For now, I didn't give that much thought to it. I just liked looking at him, nothing more. I couldn't just accept the fact that someone had raised a hand at him. As long as I was doing similar things, it was good. However, when the other person did the same, I wanted to get him and kill him. I claim that there is something in it from this theory and the need for exclusive possession. I was just afraid that over time I would stop perceiving Donghyuck as something and he would become somebody to me. I wanted to watch him without that risk, so I couldn't think about what else I would be able to do to prevent it.

When I was fighting with my own thoughts, Hyuck apparently wasn't even sleeping anymore. I didn't even notice when he turned and he was already aiming at me. I painted a surprise on my face but I was genuinely surprised. I raised my hands, although I knew perfectly well that he wouldn't shoot anyway.

"Quite an instant move!" I said enthusiastically. "Pity you can't use it in practise," I smiled to myself. Even if I planned to be nice at first, I really couldn't control my malice. In addition, our relationship ended reliance on guesses  in this minute. 

Everything became clear. 

The cards were laid out on the table.

Hyuck lowered his weapon slowly without taking his eyes off me. His eyes were thundering and he didn't look happy to see me as the first thing that day. I understand that there is no reason to worship me but such overt reluctance won't be the best for our future cooperation, of which he has no idea yet. If we were to spend a lot of time together, we both had to work on this relationship.

Brunet sighed dispassionately, hiding the gun by his belt. He grabbed the door handle and started to leave the car.

"You won't even let me rest for a moment from you" he muttered, slamming the door behind him.

I frowned as he walked past the parking lot with hands tucked into the pockets of a large sweatshirt. He looked miserable and I felt a lot of resentment from him.