Bloody shirt, the heavy breathing of a broken boy, ticking of the clocks, tears that fell drop by drop, as the doctor tried their best to stitch the gorgeous boys neck. Mark kept mumbling his name, sadly not the boy who was inside the hospital room but who had already left their lives. Donghyuck lay staring at nothing, once the surgery was over, tears slipped down his cheeks as he cried silently so no one would know. The scar on his neck screamed in pain but all he could think is that even when was in danger about to be murdered, Mark could only think of Haechan and not for him. He felt disgusted by Mark.

"Hyuckie you okay?" Johnny helped his son sit up careful not to move the collar around his neck that put for safety so Donghyuck wont snap his neck into two. The gorgeous boy nodded slow, the cut wasnt severe so thankfully he survived. Perhaps his parents love pulled him out of danger.

"Daddy who is Nakamoto? He seemed to know you." Donghyuck whispered softly making the older tense and look at his wife with a frown.

"Honey dont stress now. Tell me why you purposely slit your throat?" Ten sat next to his son with a worried face as he changed the subject.

"I wanted to end the pain I felt. I'm sorry." Donghyuck pouted, a tear rolled down silently.

"Hush baby. You have us." Johnny whispered kissing his sons forehead and guided his wife out.

Donghyuck remembered in shaded memories, being carried by Mark to the hospital. The name Haechan made him want to bang his head on the wall a thousand times until it shattered into pieces.

"Why did you do that?!" Mark entered the hospital room with a bloody shirt.

"Non of your fucking business you bitch!" Donghyuck hissed as he looked away from those eyes that lured him like a drug.

"Haechan......" Mark came closer worried and upset.

"Stop it! Fucking stop it! I'm Donghyuck amd not some Haechan! Go find him and leave me alone." The gorgeous red head glared at the older boy with tears pricking at his eyes. Mark wanted to scream at him saying his Haechan was murdered before his very own eyes but he didnt have the heart to do it.

Weeks passed, Donghyuck was recovering but still had his collar on, he avoided looking at the mirror for he remembered the boy who looked like him. He no longer felt beautiful or happy, Mark was hurting him way too much and his addiction for smoking only grew. Johnny met with Jaehyun personally one day to discuss about this man about Nakamoto.

"What do you mean Nakamoto? I thought Yuta gave up." Jaehyun spaced the office room.

"Me too. But Hyuck wont speak a name like Nakamoto out of the blues now would he? I bet Yuta had been trying to kill Mark." Johnny crossed his legs with thought.

"Jae, It was so long ago. Back in highschool. Seriously I thought he gave up on Taeyong." Jaehyun frustratedly grumbled throwing a file down.

"Why is he trying to kill Mark though?" Johnny looked at Jaehyun.

"I dont really know. Jeno is never targeted though, You know Mark lost his Haechan on his birthday on the same place Donghyuck was found injured. Yuta's men shot Mark but he jumped in front. Died for him. The fact is that, Haechan and Donghyuck are exactly identical, which is why they kidnapped him. I'm really sorry about this John. Mark isnt purposly hurting Donghyuck. That boys death killed a very big part of Mark." Jaehyun smiled a tear falling down his eye as he showed Johnny the picture of Haechan and Mark leaving the later in shock.

"Omg! This is fucking terrible. I'm so sorry. How....How did Taeil and Doyoung take this." Johnny felt his heart sink and squeeze at the story that was unleashed.

"Terrible, It broke so many peoples lives. We should prevent anything happening to your Donghyuck. Your son told the same thing Haechan did. Thats why he slit his neck too. He said, "I'll die for you Mark. I love you silly." Johnny we cant loose him too. We cant loose are children." Jaehyun pleaded as Johnny noddedly slowly.

"I'd die if mt baby son gets hurt. Do you know why Yuta is doing this?" Johnny growled his fists clenching. No one touches his baby son.

"We need to speak to our wives too. To have a discussion. Mayne call the Moons too." Jaehyun immediately called everyone and the parents gathered.

Donghyuck felt himself be being lifted up, his shirt having always being short and loose the arms touched his bare tummy. The younger sighed as he wriggled down the grip.

"I didnt ask for help. Why are you pretending to do all this?" Donghyuck pushed Marks chest with a frown.

"I'm not pretending." Mark followed Donghyuck around the library with a soft smile. Happy that he was alive after his birthday.

"I dont want to see you." Donghyuck hissed but sadly tripped over a book. Marks arm hugged his waist just in time before he hit the floor face first and snap his neck again.

"Careful." Mark whispered with a frown.

"Stop touching me in places you shouldnt." The gorgeous red head pushed the black head away. As he tripped over his shoe lace this time falling backwards.

"First stop getting into trouble. Then maybe I will." The older pulled Donghyuck closer as he smiled at the beauty and left.

Donghyuck smiled with pain oozing from his very soul. Mark cared for the body that looked like his so called Haechan. Not for Donghyuck. For Mark he would always be a Haechan. When will someone ever love him for him? For him being Donghyuck and not for his body that looked like someone they loved.

"Y-You w-want my body right. Thats all you ever want from me. Fine.....I'll let you have my body atleast. Look Pudu, For all the love you have in your heart for him he only wants your body that looks like his Haechan." Donghyuck broke down crying in a dark corner silently covering his mouth so he wouldnt make a sound.