Jisung hid behind the cupboard just in time before Jaehyun saw him. He was a foreign looking Korean man with a dominating aura. Donghyuck was supposed to do the deed but he had been assigned on another dirty business. He sweated in buckets afraid he would blow up their cover but he was raised to kill and if someone finds out he'd send a bullet down their forehead. Simple.

Meanwhile Donghyuck smashed the beer bottle on the edge of the window as he traced it down the beautify boys neck, leaving a trail of Metallic dark blood dripping down. Their basements always bloody or had very nasty secrets, he smirked at the bunny like man. He looked too beautiful for a guy though.

"Why were you sneaking around my parents??? Are you a spy? A stalker or were you hired to kill one of them?" Donghyuck choked the beautiful boy, he squirmed and spat blood trying his best to struggle out of the disastrous men handling him tight. But before he could tell anything the angry mafia leader smashed the glass bottle on his head.

Mark was playing the guitar when Hyuck went back after of course cleaning the mess. He pretended to not hear the words but it he was always weak for the olders voice, he removed his white t-shirt and unbuttoned his jeans so he can change into his pretence cute Haechan clothes. Have you ever felt music captivate you so much that you forget yourself? That's how Hyuck felt right now as the older started actually singing instead of strumming the guitar.

"Neoga mwonde nae maeumeul
Maedalgo heundeureo nal eojireopge
Naega munjearamyeon wae
Hangsang jilmuneul deonjineun geonde
Oh I, oh I, oh I, seodureudaga
Oh I, oh I, oh I, seotulleojine

I'm a child
Neoga barandaeron mot dwae
Have a good night
Jajangganeun pillyo eopdae (Ooh, ya)
It's my question, many questions
Saramdeuri barabon nan nuguya
Who am I? Who I'll be?
Dareun bam gateun nightmare

Why, why, why kill my night?
Neoga buswobeorin bame
Naega dachil geot gata
Blah, blah, blah, y'all talk too much
Don't waste my time
Geogikkajiman hae

I pull at the strings when I'm pissed
Al saramdeulman alji nan jom
Twisted but the fittest to the point
Kkumiraneun ge taeyangiramyeon nae meorineun geugeol
Bingbing doneun Earth all day
I'm alert, it's a curse, yeah, it hurts
I don't know my own strength
There's a lot that I don't know (Yeah)
But you learn when you don't know (Yeah)
Red on my Valentino (Yeah)

Buswodo busullae nae chaegimgam (gam)
Jayuroul ttaekkaji dwireul an dorabwa
Kkok meon nami doego sipeosseo i sahoewa
Propanei bureowo, I need to blow up now (Now, now)
Tubakaeya neukkyeojina bwa i mat
Gasireul gilleo swipge mot neomgige nal
How'd I get so bitter? (Uh)
Brother liquor
I don't feel the same
Neon eottae? Tell me later (Uh)

I'm a child
Neoga barandaeron mot dwae
Have a good night
Jajangganeun pillyo eopdae (Ooh, ya)
It's my question, many questions
Saramdeuri barabon nan nuguya
Who am I? Who I'll be?
Dareun bam gateun nightmare

Uh, ne
Ayy, oh, why?
Hoksi nugungan gonggamhalkka
Jigeummankeumeun arajumyeon andoelkka
Oh, yes, woah (Yes), yeah (Don't say it)
No, no, no, no, no
No, I'm saying what's on my mind (Woo, hoo)
I'm tryna spend this day just like (Yes, sir)
Oh (Ya, ya)"

Mark seemed so ethereal right now, the evening sunlight on his white skin, a soft smile and those eyes carrying a curtain of pain. The song meant so much, so much. His while childhood, the amount of struggles, battles waged alone, the broken heart still beating so loud just for another sunlight. It amazed Donghyuck himself how Passionate this boy before him was, so much of emotions and he had none.

"Do you like it?" He whispered a small tear rolling down his cheek, Hyuck wasn't made to respond to emotions. He came closer to Mark as he smashed their lips together. The older gasped but chuckled inbetween the plump soft lips, as he moved his guitar the gorgeous red haired man straddled him.

Whilst Taeil counted days for Mark to be murdered. His son was unconsciously falling in love instead of executing the plan. A boy overflowing with feelings and a guy born to kill had their lips speak because they didn't understand. Or more like it was Hyuck who didn't.
When the younger pulled away embarrassed and shy, Mark tilted his head admiring the beauty on his lap.

"You definitely are a bottom........" He chuckled.

"No....." Hyuck panted.

"Yes....... You've been rubbing our dicks until you literally cummed. You are so cute Haechannie." Mark giggled  at Hyuck, kissing his nose. The younger giggled, he had never before but for once he felt like that song unlocked several doors.

"I should go shower.......You are molesting your doctor Mr Lee. Bad lion." Donghyuck got off shaking his pointer at the blonde handsome boy. Mark pushed him with his wheelchair making him fall onto his arms like a bride.

"Well he's so cute when he's brain storming his feelings." Mark started rotating his wheelchair, Hyuck started laughing hugging his neck for balance.

"Stopppp I feel woozy! Have you eaten?" Hyuck sat properly on the olders lap.

"Not really. Wanna go out for lunch?" The older played with the boys hair, he nodded not breaking eye contact.

It were as if Donghyuck was slowly becoming two people, a murder and a soft melting Bear that was falling in love. And the best part certainly was that Hyuck didn't realize. Though at times he would be snappy and uninterested he sure seemed a sweetheart. Mark wiped the sauce away from the plump lips, Jaemin happened to come across the two, his bubbly personality didn't see that as a bad meeting. But for someone it felt uneasy that Marks boyfriend would show up. What was that bubbling anger he felt?

"Excuse me." Hyuck stood up as he walked out for a smoke. He thought it would help calm himself.