Mark actually kindly refused to be carried, he lifted himself into the couch even though it was very hard he did it. He smiled at the doctor cuddling up on the bed and chuckled softly. When morning dawned Donghyuck was the first to wake up, he pulled on a normal shirt and sweats as he made his way outside the  glass doors so he could have a smoke. He was addicted to it, he ruffled his morning hair and noticed Lucas at the far end of the house boundaries. That's what he liked in his men, always cautious and ready.

"Beautiful boys like you shouldn't smoke." Marks groggy voice made Donghyuck drop his cigarette immediately. He pouted, because his mother said he must and looked like a caught Pudu.

"I.....I....umm got used to it at school." Hyuck mumbled with a smile, the sun mingling with his natural red hair, his skin glowing under the morning sunlight. Mark nodded, he were as if he was in deep thought.

"But it's bad for your health. It can kill you." Said he worriedly, Hyuck scoffed as he tried to leave but he tripped and plopped on Marks feeling less lap. The older started laughing at the frowning cutie. "You should be more careful Haechannie." He smiled.

Donghyuck sat up and walked away, he was angry. He wanted to do away with the guy and finish his job, as much as he was impatient he couldn't.   Jisung was asleep when he slammed opened the door, he had a dirty temper but this wasn't the time for it. His phone buzzed on his back pocket.

"What?!" Renjun flinched at the tone. Biting his lips he stammered over the call.

"I'm sick......Should I see a doctor?" He whispered.

"Ask one of the servants to take you. Told you not to get yourself pregnant! You are such a nuisance Renjun!" He snapped, he had enough trouble to deal with. Especially Mark, he was paid a gazillion for it right? Jisung sighed at the older in disappointment.

"You should be nice to him Hyung. He loves you." Jisung yawned and stretched.

"That's why he gets fucked.......He gives me a headache always. Gosh. Be dressed and don't look like a homeless ragamuffin." Donghyuck hissed leaving the room.

Mark was dressed by the time he came inside for the daily stretches. Jaemin was giggling away on his lap, making his hair and pecking his cheeks time to time. The older had his arms wrapped around the pink haired boys waist with a small smile of adoration. The way their affection seemed so effortless.

"Oh!! Haechan!! He's all yours! I was just here to help him change. He farts alot yanno. My poor old man you see." Jaemin started laughing and Mark frowned, to be honest the corners of Hyuck's thick lips tugged but he tried not to laugh.

"I don't! Shut up!" Mark defended himself.

"He's lying, he farts alot okay. Beware you might die one day with all that gas." Jaemin burst out laughing again, he slipped down Marks lap. Donghyuck chuckled at the amount of laugher this boy had within him. He was a good person perhaps.

"Stop teasing him. Poor Markles." Donghyuck pouted and Jaemin teared up at how cute this boy was, he sniffled.

"I'm letting you go because of Haechan, should I stay or should I go? I'll go, I need to do loads of homework for the law exams. Urghhh." He groaned, they kissed shortly then he ruffled Hyuck's hair and skipped away.

Mark was so embarrassed his ears were read in colour. Donghyuck found it funny, he made the olders arms wrap around his neck as he carried him to the bed for the exercises. He held his arm before he even started to move his limbs.

"Can we.........Can we not do this? I'm never going to get better anyways so can you take me out? Can you........Can you be my friend instead of a doctor. Please?" Mark whispered, his eyes were heavy with tears. Donghyuck wanted to scream, he didn't want to listen but he didn't want to loose the contract either.

"Okay then. Where do you want to go?" Hyuck sighed and sat on the chair close to the bed.

"Hmm.......Jaemin has taken me to places he loves. So why don't we go to Namsan tower??? I last went their in elementary." Mark sounded like a child and Donghyuck nodded with a smile.

Mark was helped into Donghyucks blazing red Audi, strapping him onto the passenger seat he left his minion, Jisung to snoop at the house as he drove off to their destination. Xiaojun  following close behind as Johnny, Marks personal bodyguard following them visible close. It was risky but exciting as fuck.

"It sucks to be the president's son you know. Everyone watches me, it's annoying and I feel like my privacy is stepped on and infiltrated so much that I'm like a brothel opened to everyone." Mark sighed looking out the window, Donghyuck pressed his lips, he wasn't good with words so he just kept quite. "Have you ever been in love Haechan?" He turned to look at his gorgeous doctor with a small smile.

"No. I don't believe in love though, You love Jaemin? Who tops?" Donghyuck absentmindedly giggled making Mark laugh too.

"I do but I feel like he doesn't deserve this. Obviously me you idiot!" Mark screamed at Donghyuck.

"Well you never know." Donghyuck teased the blonde haired boy.

"Shut up!" Whined the older with complaining tone, Donghyuck scoffed at him. He was here on a mission, to kill Mark and he was anticipating that beautiful moment of death. Sadly there were other things that should be done before the murder. Like digging Taeyongs grave first. Hyuck carried Mark so he can sit on his wheelchair.

"Thank you Haechannie." Smiled Mark under the night sky filled a thousand stars, Donghyuck nodded with a tight smile. He hated the way he was called now.