Five years stole the most of who he really was, the accident killing the Mark that once was so composed and organised. Well, he still was but his mind seemed to be the most darkest of all. The look of shattered pieces of a silently cry that Haechan had on his face was the day he lost himself to the beast that hid cute Mark Lee forever. As he drove into the grounds of where he found his soul mate, his first love and all of his many memories. The highschool that once was his favorite place, he hadnt remembered anything but he something made him seek the void within him and he found himself at the gates of his school.

"Mark!!" Haechan was about to throw himself on the man who had come home after spending time remenising his past at the school.

Yet the boy stopped on his tracks, a oxygen tube sat under the olders nose making look weird. Taeyong pushed a bag with a tank into the house with a sigh. Haechan stared at the older with bewilderment.

"What happened to you?" Haechan screamed but Mark only gestured him to keep quiet.

"Take care of him for me Haechan." Taeyong squeezed the youngers shoulder and left.

Mark smiled at Haechan who fell on his knees as his stubby arms arms cradled the olders cheeks. His big doe eyes filling with tears. He leaned up to kiss those thin parched lips when the red head placed an arm on the boys mouth.

"Dont. Please just dont." Mark bit his lips not wanting to kiss the gorgeous tanned male before him.

"I'm your wife Mark." Haechan was about to cry when the older caressed his cheek.

"I...I have trouble breathing. It's going to hurt if I hold my breath to kiss you back." Mark connected their foreheads as he let the moment be seized hoping everything will fall into place.

Haechan knew something was hidden from him but he had no courage to ask from the man his heart yearned for. He was itching to be felt but something was wrong, and he didnt know what. He was walking through the hallways with eyes blurred with tears when he tripped on the carpet, falling face first onto the floor.

"Sunshine! Look out! Baby your pregnant!" A voice screamed as arms held him before he could fall. The sunshine covered the face of the other.

Haechan shot his eyes open, his arm feeling his stomach just in case. No he wasnt pregnant, but was he five years back? Did the baby die? How and why? What really happened that night? He wanted to know even if that meant straining his mind which would probably hurt.

"Mark?" Haechan whispered gaining the olders attention with a pout.

"Yes?" Mark looked up at the gorgeous boy with a soft smile.

"Was I pregnant?" The brunette looked so innocent Mark felt like he were breaking within. His arm gingerly felt the younger flat tummy as he chuckled with a pang of hurt laced on the edges of his thin lips.

"I dont know.....I dont remember anything." The red head let his tears spill like rain. Haechan could only hug the older tight as they cried into each others arms.

Haechan watched the children play in the church garden as he waited for their parents to come pick them up. He pouted with a big sigh, he wanted to remember so bad. He craved for the olders attention.

"Hey Beautiful." Jaemin sat very close to Haechan who gasped at the close proximity.

"Hi Na Na. Whats with calling me beautiful?" The younger giggled at the pink haired boy.

"Why? We've been dating ever since we met." Jaemin cooed getting closer to the tanned male.

"Stop playing with me." Haechan stood up with a glare but was pulled close by the pink haired.

"He ruined it all and you want to remember that monster!? You were my boyfriend. You were carrying my baby!" Jaemin hissed at the gorgeous boy who fell to the ground with shock. He smirked he wanted the boy to shatter even more so he could slither in through the cracks and make Haechan his.

What was Jaemin saying? Why did it hurt? Was Mark faking their relationship? But those tapes that had their videos didnt seem fake. His head throbbed as he ran home without a word. He prayed his friend wasnt lying, he wanted it to be Mark so bad. Deep within he knew he must have loved the older so much yet now his mind was a mess he didnt know what to do. He felt like he lost himself trying to figure things out.

"Whats wrong?" Mark held the boy who bumped onto him at their door step.

"Leave me alone!" Haechan pushed the older away as he slammed himself shut inside their room.

Why wasnt he remembering anything? What was happening to him? Who should he believe? What happened to them? Who was Mark? Who is he? Haechan didnt know, he strained his brain to remember but nothing was remembered. His mind had locked the most important memories of his life forever. Never to be unveiled, he tried and tried his head hurt so much.

"Why is this happening to us?" The brunette cried sliding down his door as Mark sat on the other side.

"I want to know how it felt loving you Hae." Mark sniffled into his knees.

"I want you to be the one I loved and still love." Haechan painfully hiccuped.

The night seemed slow and usless of its presence for their life had been darkness for five years, Well Marks was a terrible disaster. Haechan fell asleep on the floor with his husband on the other side, their stingy warmth spreading between the doors. So much love yet such little memory, Was it Jaemin or Mark? No one knew, Some did but they were busy burying it deep within themselves hoping that no one would dig it up once again.