Gangsta ~ Markhyuck

chapter 8

mark lounged lazily along the large couch, staring at the wall

he was frustrated

now he would miss the mission because of that dumb bitch tina

or was it mia?

whatever is he was pissed

the sound of feet scurrying down the stairs filled the oddly quiet house

mark was rarely at home during this time of day during the week, he often forgot how the members also had to lead normal lives

the footsteps slowed down

kun sat down on the chair facing mark

"taeil is busy right now but he said you need to lay off this mission"

mark groaned

"at least i don't have to go to school"

"about that, you're right but yuta has arranged for your work for the day to be sent home and a student to help o tutor you for an hour every day after school"

a look of disappointment overtook marks face

he crossed his arms childishly and huffed in annoyance

kun smiled at the boy who insisted on being a cold hard rock but was such a baby

"well i've got to get back to work but i'll be back in a couple of days to check up on your shoulder," he said standing up

gently ruffling marks soft hair

"take care"

mark  said his goodbyes to kun and then was once again left in the deafening silence and boredom

he decided to keep his hands occupied as he walked up the stairs back to his room

pulling out his desk littered with dried paint and brushes

he let his thoughts flow onto the small sketchpad transferring them onto the canvas as he picked up the familiar brushes

it was almost like he had fallen into a daze and paint met canvas, brush met paint, paint met oil

the fumes no longer affected him

his tolerance built over the years

if anything, next to moon this was his biggest secret

hell, most of the gang didn't even know about it

time flew by as he continued bringing the canvas to life

...

the bell signifying the end of school brought relief and happiness to most students

it did for donghyuck

well used to

now he couldn't help but feel the pit of nerves in his stomach intensify