bus stop ↠ markhyuck

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bus stop - markhyuck

"the place where we first met is also the place you left me, haechan."

『 lee donghyuck 』

『 mark lee 』

disclaimer : this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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warnings : expect a lot of typographical and grammatical errors. english was not my first language. 

not suitable for very young audiences and sensitive minds, this story may contains, vulgar words, sexual activity, killing and the other scenes that may offend you off.

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this story is purely fiction

do not ever take it seriously.

happy reading </3

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"haechan-ah? what are we doing in the bus stop?" he asked while carrying the new born baby.

"hmm, nothing." the tanned male smiled. "i will just buy something, wait me here." and he guided him to seat.

"we need to go home, marco might get a cold..." mark said worriedly.

donghyuck didn't speak, which made mark frown. he's been acting weird since this morning. he looked up but a pair of lips suddenly pressed into his.

"haechan-ah, what's wrong?" he asked curiously.

"nothing, imma go now so we can go home before the sun goes down, hmm?" and he caressed his cheeks.

"don't take long, okay?" he reminded, making the tanned male smile.

"i love you, marco..." haechan whispered, leaning a kiss to the new born baby.

mark watched him leave, the guy didn't look back anymore until he disappeared in mark's sight. he felt something was wrong but he ignored it.

until a minutes,

hour,

no haechan came back.

he looked around, but he couldn't see him anymore. he was now holding his tears back, he didn't want to think about anything else but he couldn't avoid it.

haechan really leaves them.

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note: this story wasn't connected to the two previous stories, this was different.