hate everything // markhyuck

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haechan was happy,
for now.

mark was everywhere he went
but he kept his distance.

but he didn't quite understand all those.
glares he was getting from mark.

whenever he stuck to
taeil and johnny
and everyone
but him.

he was still hurting.

every
single
time
yuta kisses mark infront of him.

it was as if yuta was making an effort to flaunt
the fact that mark was now
his.

at least now he didn't breakdown right there
and then.
now he just breaks down in the dorms,
behind the walls of his room.

it was currently practice.
for kick it.

and later he had to go to ridin's photoshoot.

followed by recording ridin album.

and he was happy that it would be a fully-packed day.

he didn't have to worry about taeyong trying to feed him.

in fact,
he was sort of happy
cause he would be able to get around
the whole day without eating.

it had been difficult these few days.
renjun and jaemin has been shoving a whole chicken drumstick down his throat.
and sometimes,
kimchijigae.

his favourite food.

but no matter how long he started at it,
he just couldn't bring himself to eat it.

it felt like a huge sin.
and his punishment was being fat.

and being fat,
was the reason why
mark didn't like him.

he knew.
yuta was adorable,
smart,
philosophical,
relatable
and obviously
slim.

that jawline,
almost every fan would cry pools after seeing it.

that slim torso,
a majestic sight that was blessed upon the world.

that healing smile,
that no one was ever prepared for.

practically everything
anyone would've asked for in a man.

he was the definition of a perfect man.

and everything he wasn't.

obviously,
mark wouldn't want him.

he didn't even want himself.
and he was getting tired of himself.

very
tired.