When Donghyuck first woke up, he felt like he was dead.
Everything hurt.
In fact, as soon as his eyes opened, he screamed.
He couldn't register anything other than pain.
He couldn't see anything other than red and white.
He felt something being put in his mouth and then what he assumes to be water going down his throat.
His body rejected it.
After the past events, his body uncontrollably shook before he was choking and throwing up everything.
He felt a hand in his.
Soft, warm, gentle.
"They're gone, baby. They're gone and I'm here."
Donghyuck felt things getting placed in his mouth and this time his body accepted them.
He slipped back to sleep.
When Donghyuck came to again, he could actually see where he was.
The familiar smell gave it away and he knew he was in the most crazy yet safest residence in the world.
His body was thrown into protest as he tried to sit up.
It's sort of embarrassing how long it took. He isn't too sure if the cracking he heard was regular joint pops or if he broke something.
He felt like he was in pain but he felt numb at the same time.
He couldn't tell if both were real or one was an illusion.
Donghyuck looked down at himself and unfortunately...
Nothing clicked.
"What happened?" Donghyuck let his brows furrow together as he examined his body.
Donghyuck looked up towards the door when he heard muffled voices in front of it.
He slowly moved his legs off the side of the bed and the amount of pain in his lower body made his vision almost go black again.
He carefully stood up but couldn't walk properly. His knee hurt like a bitch and he couldn't even put his foot down.
What the hell?
Donghyuck shook head as he hobbled towards the door and pressed his ear to the wood.
The bend making his back curve painfully forward.
"Kun said they will all be okay with proper care," Ten's voice said. "Johnny already went to the store to all the medicine Kun recommended."
"I know," Taeyong's responded back. "I'll be gone for only an hour tops. Make breakfast."
"It'll be okay," Ten's voice softened. "Are you sure you don't want to wait at least until one of them wakes up?"
One of them?
Donghyuck assumes that Taeyong shook his head.
"Full details will be fine later," Taeyong said again. "I need to do this now. I can't let it just sit."
"Okay."
Donghyuck yelped a little when his wrist slid against the door.
He closed one eye hoping that they didn't hear him. He sighed in relief when he heard footsteps go down the stairs.
By the time he quietly made his was to Mark's room, he had confused and frustrated tears clinging to his lashes.
He had gone past the other rooms and every glimpse in made him feel broken.
Jaemin laying on his front with his ruined back facing up made him want to burn the world.
The bruises around Jeno's throat made him feel sick to his stomach.
He laid his hand on the doorknob and felt his heart pound heavily in his chest.
Did he even want to see what was on the other side of the door?
Open the door.
Mark is behind the door, Donghyuck.
He twisted the door handle and entered the dark room.
It was too quiet for his liking.
Mark's laughter wasn't filling up the room and he didn't like it.
Donghyuck shut the door before walking towards the bed and flickering the lamp on.
He felt frozen as he looked at Mark.
Flooding.
The memories flooded back.
"STOP PLEASE STOP NO!"
His wrists were bound tightly behind his back.
"Donghyuck?"
Jaemin.
"Oohhh I'll take this one."
Fingers.
Fat fingers.
Pants around his ankles before they were on the floor.
Underwear around his thighs.
Shirt ripped apart.
"DONGHYU-"
Jaemin's muffled screams.
"Two is better isn't it."
Bites.
Suck.
White.
Choke.
Sob.
Fingers.
Blood.
Donghyuck felt his jaw snap down.
"You fucker!"
His body was out the window.
"DONGHYUCK!"
Mark?
Puke.
Go Mark, please.
Pink twink.
Jaemin?
Jaemin!
"I gotta-i gotta get Jaemin!"
Black.
Black.
Black.
Black.
Screams.
No.
No.
No.
"Let them go...please."
Go.
Go.
Go.
I'll stay.
"I will. I'll stay."
"Donghyuck."
Smile.
"I'll do and take what I want."
Slam.
"MARK!"
Donghyuck couldn't breathe.
"...mark..." His voice cracked violently like his throat was bleeding on the inside. "Mark?"
Donghyuck fell onto his busted knees to the floor.
His hand held onto Mark's as he held it to his face.
"No," Donghyuck was hysteric with tears. "No, I'm sorry. Please Mark."
Donghyuck pressed his lips to Mark's hand over and over.
"I didn't want this!" His scream was like a whisper. "Mark!"
Donghyuck crawled onto the bed and cried even harder at the bruise that ran down Mark's temple.
He laid his head on Mark's shoulder for a minute as he cried.
"I'll- I'll fix this," His bottom lip bumped against Mark's too cold skin. "I will."
Donghyuck sat up, his tears wouldn't stop falling no matter how hard he tried.
Mark's face didn't look the same as it should.
There should be a stupidly bright smile placed on his lips.
His eyes should be open and shining with millions of dreams.
Perfect.
Mark's face is perfect.
Donghyuck's life ruined it.
"I'm forever yours."
Donghyuck leaned down and let his trembling lips press softly on Mark's unmoving ones.
"...but you don't deserve the pain of being mine."
(A/N: Hi! I hope you are all enjoying this so far. I kind of smashed my own heart into thousands of little pieces writing the end of this chapter. I might post the next chapter later but I'm not sure yet. Thank you for all the support!)