baby doll - nct, markhyuck

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"i'm back from school!" the 18-year-old announced, kicking his shoes off next to the front door as he threw his backpack on the floor, making it slide next to the sofa. "anyone home?" he added, not receiving an answer right away.

"i'm here, mark!"

the teenager smiled, heading towards the kitchen from where he had heard the voice of his mother.

"hey mom, i finished early." mark declared, greeting his mother who was carefully ordering the plates inside the cupboard.

"i thought you would have stayed with your friends." the adult replied.

"aren't you happy to see me?" mark raised a brow, crossing his arms over his chest.

"of course, i am, markie, you know that!"

mark's mother made sure the plates were well-organized before turning around and embracing her son in a hug.

"i'm happy you came home early." she added, ruffling the boy's raven hair.

"mom! i'm 18." mark groaned, suffocated by the love of his mother.

"and? i am your mother, i can hug you whenever i want!" his mother protested, tightening the hug even more. "plus, you're getting old, meaning you'll find yourself a beautiful girl and forget about me to stay with her..."

mark rolled his eyes, this time embracing his mother as well.

he knew how sad she could get sometimes, and how much love she needed.

the last thing mark wanted was to make her sad, and make her think he didn't reciprocate her love.

mark's mother, jane, had known a very painful divorce six years ago, and since then, she had been doing everything around the house to make sure her children were doing okay.

being a single mom was a very tough job, and mark could see that.

and it honestly pained him to know she could think he would run away as soon as he'd get himself a girlfriend.

"mom, you know i won't do that..." mark reassured her.

"i hope so." she chuckled, letting go her son with a smile. "would you like to help me clean the kitchen? or do you have way more interesting things to do?"

"trust me, i'd prefer cleaning the house rather than doing my homework." mark sighed. "but sadly, it's mandatory."

"sure, good luck with your homework then." jane nodded. "and don't hesitate to come and help me when you're done."

"yes!"

mark walked back to the living room, fetching his backpack before walking to his own bedroom.

he threw the bag next to his desk, similarly to what he had done a few minutes before, in the living room. mark was quick to his at his desk, pulling out the few copybooks that were in his bag for him to work. however, he checked his phone one last time before spending his next hours working hard on lessons he didn't even want to learn.

mark unlocked his phone, smiling when he saw the notifications of the group chat he and his friends had made.

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