6. Thoughts

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Rays of sunlight covered the room. Haechan groaned because of the amount of light coming from the window. He slowly opened his eyes. He groaned as he realized he was facing the window, the light hitting him in the face. He stared at the window. And slowly, the sounds from the city life started to rock him back to sleep. He was very tired, what did he do last night?

Within seconds, memories of last night flowed his mind and he opened his eyes widely. Moans and groans. He covered his face with his hands, feeling flustered.

Last night felt like a dream. He had never felt so special and cared. Mark had made sure to take good care of him. He already felt something for the older. He gasped when he remembered Mark. Was Mark still asleep?

Without turning his back, he slowly stretched out his arm to reach Mark. He noticed how cold the bed was. He was alone in the room. "That fucking asshole" He said loudly as he lifted his body to get into a sitting position. Bad idea. "Oh my god! What did he do to me?!?!"  His lower half felt like it was on fire. He was in pain.

He looked around the room and got surprised at the state of it. They surely make sure to use every corner of the room. The chair was knocked on the floor, there were marks of bodies all over the windows, his destroyed black lingerie was laying on the ground... A mess

He needed a shower. With pain and determination he finally reached the bathroom attached to the room. "I will kill him if I see him again". He mumbled to himself.

He saw the state he was in. His entire body was covered with hickeys and bruises. He gasped surprised, but immediately blushed afterwards. He loved it.

After taking a shower, he felt much better. He was looking at his marked body again, when he heard the room's door open. "Haechanie!". He heard Sicheng shout.

"I'm in the bathroom!" He screamed back, he didn't want to move unnecessarily.

"Oh my god! What did that savage do to you?!" He gasped when he saw the dancer's body.

"It's okay, hyung." He answered looking down embarrassed. "I kind of like it..."

"I brought you painkillers and clothes. Come here, I'll help you go back to the bed"

"Thank you, Sichengie. You are the best." He said cutely.

"How can you be so cute?"

"Hehehe, I'm a natural."

Sicheng helped him get dressed, and after a while the painkillers starting taking effect. So he could move around freely, with a limp, but at least he could walk now. The two decided to go to Haechan's dressing room to help him pack his bag so he could go home.

"So tell me... How was last night?" Sicheng asked him teasingly. "I sent you for a 10 minute lap dance and you spent the night with him.

Haechan sighed dreamily. "It was amazing hyung." But then, he remembered how he woke up alone and his dreamy stare turned into a frown. "But guess what? That stupid manwhore left me alone this morning without even saying goodbye" He pouted. He really thought Mark and him had connected. Maybe he had misinterpreted last night.

"How dare he leave like that?". Sicheng gasped. "Don't worry, I will make sure to tell him a few things next time I see him."

"It's fine." Haechan answered sadly. His parents were right, he shouldn't have left a client to touch him. But he couldn't regret it. Last night was amazing and he would never forget it. He was hoping Mark would become someone important in his life but guess he was wrong.

He was already on his way to the door when he stopped as he remembered something "By the way, hyung. Have you seen my leather jacket?"

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Haechan, Haechan's body, Haechan's moans, Haechan's cuteness. Haechan was all Mark could think about as he on his way back home. He had left the room early this morning, careful to not wake the other up.

It was 7am when he received a text message from Lucas, informing him about another attack to one of their warehouses. Those fucking Seos, always fucking him up.

He groaned, he didn't want to leave Haechan. Especially not after what had been one of the best nights of his life. The connection he felt with the younger male was unreal.

As he buttoned up his wrinkled shirt, he stared at the tanned male with adoration in his eyes. He was definitely going to make Haechan his.

He got close to the younger, and gave him a kiss on the lips. "Goodbye, baby. I'll see you soon." He whispered softly while caressing his cheek, surprising himself while doing so. He had never cared about any of his past partners. Haechan was different, he couldn't even classify him in the same category as his past lovers. He was way out of their league.

He gave the smaller one last look before making his way to the door. Before doing so, he saw the leather jacket Haechan had worn on his performance. He smirked as he took it. He wanted a reminder of Haechan until they both met again.

He was on his way to his house now, after taking care of his business. He had shot dead a few of the Seo men that his own men were able to find. He really wanted to make the Seos pay. Their war had been going on for 20 years, but lately they had been receiving attacks without a break.

His thoughts were interrupted when his phone rang. He answered the call without checking the caller ID, assuming it was Lucas with more news of the attack. "What?" He spat.

"Don't you dare use that tone with me young boy!" His mom answered harshly.

Mark gulped, his mom was scary when angry. "I'm sorry mom, I thought it was somebody else. He answered intimidated.

"Mmmh,I'll forgive you this time baby." Mark smile relievedly. "I was calling to ask you when you are getting home. I wanted all of us to eat together, it's been a long time since we had a family lunch. Your father and you are always working..." Mark felt his mom pout through the phone.

"I'm almost there, don't worry." He smile at his mom's cute behaviour. "I'm sorry mom, you know how busy we've been with all the Seos shit-

"Language!"

"Sorry..." Mark smiled. He was 20 years old but his mom still saw him as his little boy. "Mom, I am entering the gates now, I'll hang up. See you in a bit. Love you."

"Love you too, baby"

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