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Tell me pretty lies~ Look me in the face~ Tell me that you love me~ Even if it's fake~ 'Cause I don't fucking care, at all~
Donghyuck faked a smile, staring at his boyfriend.
"I'mma go hang out with the boys now, love you," his boyfriend said.
"Yeah, okay," Donghyuck faked a smile, he's cheating on me again, he thought.
Then, he left. Donghyuck walked back into the house, going to make some tea. Mark's coming over, he wanted someone to talk and express to.
You've been out all night~ I don't know where you've been~ You're slurring all your words~ Not making any sense~ But I don't fucking care, at all~
Mark hugged Donghyuck tightly. He sobbed and sobbed, then the doorbell rang. It was his boyfriend, this late at night? No, morning. It was 4 am, anyways.
"Where were you?" Donghyuck asked.
"Oh, with the boy's, why?" He asked.
"That's incorrect, Mark is here," Donghyuck said, pointing to the boy at the couch.
"Mark wasn't there today, besides you weren't lonely today," he answered.
"Yah! What's this? Lipstick stain on your neck?! I don't wear that shade of lip color," Donghyuck pointed out.
"I fucking knew it," Donghyuck sighed.
"Hyuck, wait," he said.
"Don't even bother touching me. Just go back to your side hoe," Donghyuck said, tears brimmed up to his eyes. Mark got up, following Donghyuck.
'Cause I have hella feelings for you~ I act like I don't fucking care~ Like they ain't even there~ 'Cause I have hella feelings for you~ I act like I don't fucking care~ 'Cause I'm so fucking scared~
Donghyuck continued to sob till he fell asleep, wearing Mark's hoodie as the younger laid on Mark's lap. Mark sighed, he ran his fingers through the younger's hair. He was tired, then he fell asleep with his head on the headboard.
Donghyuck woke up on Mark's lap. He carefully scooted Mark, downwards so he could sleep better, changing into another hoodie that Mark owned. Donghyuck's eyes could barely open, heavier than usual.
Donghyuck walked into the living room, then a knock on the door. Donghyuck opened the door to his cheating motherfucking bastard, son of a bitch ass hoe, his boyfriend.
"Hyuck... I'm sorry, I really am," he began.
"Save your breath. It's over, I don't care anymore. Just... give me back my stuff to Mark," Donghyuk slammed the door in his face, he waddled back into his best friend's arms. Mark woke up with the younger burying his face on his chest, Mark smiled softly, wrapping his arms around his body.
