Heat (Yumark)

Chapter Thirteen

Warning: there will be smut in this chapter. I will indicate when it starts and ends. This is mainly a 'filler' chapter, so you can skip over it if you want.

It had been two months since Jaehyun was attacked and Mark had his falling out with Haechan.

Jaehyun was out of the hospital and healing, the process was slow, but he fought through it. Johnny decided to stay with him to keep him safe, but also keep an eye on his emotional health. Jaehyun knew Taeyong was alive, and was anxious for any new information they could get.

Mark on the other hand, completely cut off contact with Haechan. He didn't want to deal with his negativity, and it's not like Haechan was against it. He continued meeting up with Jaemin and Lucas, they never asked him about his fight with Haechan. He told them they fought, but refused to tell them exactly what they fought about. And they never bothered to ask.

Yuta and Mark's relationship was developing more and more everyday. Yuta fully moved Mark into his room, rather than him staying in one of the guest rooms. Mark never actually slept in his own room after the two started dating anyways.

The pair were always together no matter what. Yuta found that Mark was too, emotionally unstable, so he always kept him by his side. The younger was also having vivid dreams and nightmares, which often left him jittery during the day.

They felt so real.

Yuta would try his best to calm his nerves, hugging him and planting kisses on his lips. It only worked about half the time, but he tried. He tried the best he could. Just being by his side gave him some reassurance. But the dreams always came.

.........

Mark woke up suddenly. There was no dream that night, just pleasant sleep. He groaned and rolled around, stopping when he didn't feel Yuta next to him.

'Strange.' He thought. 'Yuta is always here when I wake up. Even if he's up he never leaves the bed without me.'

He looked around the room, thinking maybe Yuta was sitting in the armchair by the window, or at the desk in the corner of the room. No such luck.

The Canadian groaned before rolling out of bed. He pulled on some sweatpants and one of Yuta's shirts, observing himself in the mirror. "Gosh my hair is a mess."  he muttered. He ran his hand through his hair and exited the room.

He walked out to the living area, and turned to the kitchen. His eyes widened.

There was an array of breakfast foods on the counter, everything from pancakes to oatmeal, steaming hot. Yuta stood behind the counter, smiling down at his work. He hadn't noticed that Mark walked in the room yet.

Mark took his chance, and snuck up behind the older. "Good Morning! He yelled as he jumped on his back.

Yuta caught his weight easily, wrapping his arms around his thighs. "Morning baby," he laughed.

"What's all this for?" Mark pointed to all the different foods.

"August second."

"What?"

The Japanese laughed and turned around, placing the younger on the counter. He turned back around after, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"That's the date today," he laughed.

Mark thought for a few moments. What was so important about the second day of August?

Then it hit him. "It's my birthday?"

"Of course it is! Why else would I have left you alone?"

"To be a jerk?"

"Never."