"Why are you so aggressive?" Donghyuck grumbled, he sniffed as he cleaned the punk's cuts and bruises. Mark smiled, it felt great to be cared for and loved.

"That's how I'm still alive sweetheart, I'm no princess like you." Mark chuckled softly.

"Johnny you know Ten would literally kill his son if he knew about this." Kun sighed, as they watched the two boys obviously falling for each other.

"Everyone deserves to be loved Kun. Haechan darling we'll wait at the car. Be down in five." Saying so the two men left Marks room.

Donghyuck bit his lips, he wanted to stay, then again he had practices at 5 in the morning. He could feel Marks arms around his waist, but he had to leave soon before his mother came home from work.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Mark whispered.

"I need to leave..........Just don't get into a brawl again." The brunette pouted, with tears brimming at his doe eyes.

"What if I did? Will that bring you closer to me?" The dark haired boy smirked licking his thin pink lips.

"I-Idiot." The younger blushed running away from the punk's arms.

Mark walked down the hallways of school with his arm around Jeno's shoulder and a cigarette on the other, Lucas tapped away on the phone. Sungchan had not been bullied for quite sometime and then there was the blooming love story between the Ballerino and punk. As Donghyuck did his part, Irene wasn't happy. For this boy mastered boy versions, the boys one and the girls one. He was just too flawless.

"Why can't this bitch just become blind like that drama?!" Irene growled at herself for not being good enough as Haechan.

"Don't do anything as such!" Koeun glared at Irene, the beautiful doll like girl smirked.

"Watch me." Irene hissed.

Donghyuck sat on his butt as he tried to pull off the panty hose he was wearing, he sighed with a pout, he was tired and exhausted. He had overheard Irene, a part of him wanted to become blind but he loved ballet too much.

"What's bothering you?" Marks voice made him look up.

"Irene was saying she wanted me to become blind. Should I?" Donghyuck bit his lips, Mark pulled the boys panty hose away, as he pulled the boys doll like limbs closer.

"No.........That's selfish." The older boy frowned.

"If I was blind will you still come for me?" The younger straddled the older boy, he was just in his boxers but who cares he just wanted someone to love him.

"Yes........You would still be the same inside and out." Mark whispered, "Let's go." He stood up.

"Let me dress." The Ballerino insisted. As the beauty pulled on clothes the punk shamelessly watched him with a smirk. On went a pair of pink shorts and a cropped t-shirt.

"Let's hang out at my place. School sucks." The black haired boy dragged the beauty away.

"What will you do? Fuck me? Hmm?" Giggled the younger as he got on the bike and back hugged the older boy.

"Tempting.........I don't think I would even before I kiss you." Chuckled Mark as he drove as fast as he can to his flat.

"How many have you brought home Mr Punk?" Donghyuck dropped his bag on the sofa and removed his slippers.

"I'm not into girls and you are the first." Shrugged the black head, his black shirt had open buttons. Donghyuck sat on the olders bed with a smile, his stubby arms pulling Mark on him.

"Interesting, Very interesting........" Mark ruffled the brunettes hair.

"What are you going to do?" Donghyuck giggled.

"Make you forget ballet for sometime." Mark winked at the innocent Pudu like boy.

"Omg are you going to Fu......" Donghyucks mouth was shut with a loud chuckle.

"No. First thank you for bailing me out. Second I want you to rest, sleep, you rarely get that." Mumbled the punk as he carried Haechan and tucked him in bed.

"Why do I trust you?" The younger bit his lips.

"I don't know. Sleep well Sweetheart, I be back soon. With food." The older smiled.

"Don't leave me." Donghyuck sat up with a pout, he bounced into Marks arms as they fell into the sofa.

The stare lingered longer than it should, Marks arms wrapping around the bare waist, his fingers tracing every line on the skin. The brunette bit his lips, so did Mark as they knew what they wanted. The younger was only dragged closer.

"May I kiss you?" Mark whispered and the younger nodded, when their lips touched, like soft feathers brushing against each other they knew the liked one another.

Donghyucks lips were like cotton candy, so sweet and soft, addicting and yummy. Mark let him breath for a split second but smashed their lips once again, he just couldn't get enough of this boy. It was sudden but perfect and they wanted this.

"I suddenly don't want leave you and fly to Russia. Will you move on if I left?" Donghyuck panted, his eyes vibrant and expressive.

"I know it's quite too soon but I think I really like you Sweetheart." Smiled Mark with a small squeeze on the boys peaches. Not a squeeze that arises people but just an adorable squeeze.

"Me.......Me too Markie. But if mom knows he would never let us be together." The younger placed soft kisses on Marks face.

"Because I'm a lowlife?" Mark looked pained.

"You aren't, you are Mr Parks long lost son aren't you? Mommy was abandoned when he was 14 so he's afraid I might too." The younger sighed with a hurt smile.

"If we were to make love and you conceive, I won't runaway. My mom and Dad actually had a one night stand and mom got pregnant. Dad took responsibility, married Mom, fell in love but I guess I was just too ungrateful that I ran away." Sighed Mark.

"Mrs Park still looks for you. Speak to him. Tell him it's you. What if it's too late one day?" The brunette ran his fingers through the olders dark hair.

"I'm afraid." Mumbled Mark burying his face in Haechans chest.