NCT short imagines

In pain

Before we start:
This one was requested by TylerWaffles
Thank you for requesting, I hope you like it💕
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L.Mark
In pain
Word count: 1069
Warning: self harm, if you're not comfortable
with this topic don't read it.

Y/N's POV

I check if anyone was home when I arrived. I look around and call out for my boyfriend. "Mark, babe are you home?" I received no response, he's still at work. Knowing I'm all alone I can let it all out, I cry loudly. I never do this when someone's around. My view was blurred by the tears, but I still managed to get to the bedroom. I fall onto my knees in front of the bedside table and I start looking for something. My little pocketknife that I've been using the past 3 months. I go to the bathroom and turn on the shower for when Mark arrives that he thinks I'm showering. Of course he doesn't know this, how can I tell someone I love that I do this to myself. It'll break him!

Mark's POV

I arrived at home. I place my bag on the chair and my keys on the dinner table. I look around. No y/n in the living room or kitchen. I go to the bedroom where I hear the shower running. "Babe are you in the shower?" I asked loud enough so she could hear me. "Yes." She said soft. I could barely hear her. "I see you haven't made dinner yet, don't worry I'll make us something okay." I go back to the kitchen and start cooking. Y/n takes long in the shower. She never takes so long. It's making me worried. Would she have fainted, did she get hurt on something. Maybe she's feeling sick. I should check on her.

"Love, is everything okay in there? I'm a little worried." I asked her. It took a little while before I faintly hear my name. I tried opening the door but it's locked. Something's going on, I need to get in. After a few tries I get the door open. There she was laying. Her back against the bathtub, hot water streaming making it foggy inside this small room. "Are you okay? What happened?" I asked. "I fell and fainted, it's too hot in here." She looked so weak, I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. "You feel so light, did you eat today?" She nods. "I'm getting you something with sugar, it'll help you feel better." Before I could even leave she held my hand. "I'm fine, you don't need to get me anything. Maybe just some water."

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I finished dinner after y/n fell asleep. She needs to rest. I didn't want to wake her for dinner. I can warm it up for her if she wakes up. I ate on my own. I checked my phone. It's a bit quiet. Normally y/n would talk about her day or something special she has seen on social media. It's cute how she can get so excited about little things. I don't know what to do when I ever get home and she's not happy. She's always so joyful. I finished my food and did the dishes. I checked on y/n, she's still asleep. It must've been a long day for her. I walked into the bathroom, I decided to take a shower myself. I already turned on the water. I opened the cabinet to get a towel but found something that shocked me.

It's a knife, with blood. My eyes widened. How did that get here? I turn off the shower and get back into the bedroom. "Y/n." I softly wake her up. I don't know how I have to feel. Am I angry? Am I sad? I really don't know. She wakes and sits up. "Mark? Why these tears in your eyes? What's wrong? Did something happen?" She asked me concerned. "I better can ask you. Y/n why?" She saw I was holding the knife. She was shocked as well. "How did you find it?" Is all she asks. "That's not important." We were both sitting with tears I our eyes. "Mark I'm so sorry. I don't want you to cry, please stop." She wipes away my tears.