4 Days Down, 8 More to go!!

"Haechan will you come with us?" Jaemin practically begged the beautiful boy who stumbled his way towards Marks table.

"Jaemin. Leave that child alone." Mark glared at his fiancé.

"But I need someone to dress my gown." Jaemin bunny hopped to the table.

"Both of you are guys. Cut it out!! You are wearing a suit." Mark took the papers from Haechan flushed hands.

"Haechan would look like a doll in my desinger gown!!" The caramel hair boy swirled the golden skinned boy around. Haechan giggled at the later.

"I-I'm not a girl." Haechan smiled at Jaemin.

"Common! Just once! Mark he'll listen to you." Jaemin pleaded at the older boy.

"I'll come with him. You'd make him a actual girl." Mark chuckled as they set out to Jaemins Fashion designing company.

"You okay pumpkin?" Mark patted Haechans thigh and the little boy smiled sweety, the pankillers he was fed in the morning hiding the pain for a while.

"Are you Mark Lee?" Jaemin went into a fit if laughter at Marks change of tone.

"Shut up!! You have so many models, Why want Haechan?" Mark dead panned at his fiancé.

"MY IMAGINATION is quite wild sweety." Jaemin giggled seal clapping as he hopped out dragging the two men into a extravagent beautiful modern living room in his bigass company.

"Mark sit! Haechan come!" Jaemin pulled the beautiful boy away into the dressing room.

"Dont kill him!! I swear I wont bail you out!" Mark shouted at them.

"Nevermind lets get married in the prison!!" Jaemin shouted back.

After minutes of sadly waiting there was a squeal of delight as Jaemins arm gestured Mark to come inside.

On a slight high stand, Stood Haechan in all his golden glory, Adorned with a white silver embroided lace wedding gown. With a veil covering his ocean blue alluring eyes. His crimson blush evident under the net.  A fairytale princess that had just stepped out of the book. With long strawberry blonde hair. A gorgeous rainbow under the warm rays of the sunlight stood the sun himself. Shy and rosy.

"G-Gorgeous!" Mark blurted out at the beauty before him. Haechan giggled looking away bashfully as Jaemin bounced into the air at his master piece.

"I know right. Stand with him." Jaemin swirled around taking pictures of the two boys.

"Haechan being a beauty is a thread." The caramel haired boy looked the shy boy up and down satisfied and happy.

"S-Sir!!" Haechan bit his holding Marks hand as the pain started to come back.

"Oh shit!! I need to run an errand for Dad. Have a safe ride back and thank you Haechan sweet." Jaemin pouted sadly running off leaving Haechan in his wedding gown.

"Can you change?" Mark lifted Haechans veil and the boy nodded shyly. "And you look gorgeous sweet heart." Mark chuckled making Haechan blush.

The little boy changed quite slowly, When he came out he was in unbearable again. Which was unbearable for him to walk, The older arms held his waist tightly, letting Haechan focus on his surroundings. They left the building in Marks car, Haechan abruptly fell on his lap crying out loudly.

"Hold on a little. We are almost there." Mark whispered as he pulled in to his house driveway and carried a bleeding Haechan inside.

"Why wasnt I dead!! Ahhhh!!" Haechan screamed out so loud, That Mark scrunched his face as he laid the writhing younger on his bed.

"Hush now. I'd be back in a few minutes. Hold on okay?" Mark whispered patting Haechan damp cheeks as he left to get Haechan his things.

When Mark returned his bed was ruined, Haechans clothes soaked in blood as the younger had blacked out on his bed.

"Hae? Haechan!" Mark gently shook the smallers cheeks but nothing not even a moan. The older sighed pulling Haechans clothes off, as he called the laters mother as she guided the older what to do.

"Let him lay in the bathtub for a while. Im sorry dear that you have to go through this." Mrs Lee sighed from the other side.

"Im glad I could help him. He's a sweetheart." Mark giggled carring Haechan to the warm bath.

"Indeed he is." Mrs Lee chuckled hanging up as Mark began cleaning the beauty in the water.

Cleaned, Dressed with pads and boxers, Mark facepalmed himself for forgetting clothes. Well on went one of Marks white dress shirts on Haechans golden body filled with moles.

"MARK!!!" Jaemin's voice boomed throughout Marks house. The older groaned tucking Haechan into clean changed bedsheets.

"In the room." Mark yelled stuffing Haechans bloody clothes into the washing machine along with the bedsheets.

"Haechan? Is he okay?" Jaemin gasped when he saw Haechan snuggled into Marks sheets.

"Yes. Just slipped on ice and fell into a cold icey muddy pool." Mark lied and his fiancé bought the lie, Patting Haechans head slowly.

"I hope he's fine." The caramel haired boy pouted genuinly feeling sorry for the sleeping boy.

"He is, I hope so." Mark mumbled the last part of his sentence.

"Lets not wake him up. Come, Coffee?" Jaemin kissed Haechan on the forehead as he pulled Mark to the kitchen.

"Yes. Thank you." Mark mumbled sitting on the dinning chair.

"Did both of you burn your selves?" Jaemin chuckled pointing at the bandage on the olders hand as he heated the water.

"Yeah. Tried to save the idiot." Mark chuckled nervously knowing the truth had a different explanation.

"He's a child. I'd kill Lucas if he tries his dirty tricks on him." Jaemin growled at the name.

"True. That bastard." Mark ruffled his golden hair sighing as anger bubbled in him.

"Hey, I love you!" Jaemin cooed at Mark making him deadpan at the other.

"I love myself too." Mark clicked his tongue taking his coffee mug.

"Pff take care of Haechan stupid." Jaemin pouted at the smiling older.

"I will. Now leave." Mark shooed his best friend off. Jaemin left after having the coffee.

"S-Sir? W-Where am I?" A small baby voice, when the older looked behind him he saw Haechan sniffling and squeezing his eyes with his shirt falling to his mid thigh.

"In my house. Come let me make something for you to eat." Mark walked towards the beauty as his arms slid under Haechans thighs and shoulder as he carried him to the kitchen.

"It hurts so much down there!" Haechan sniffled when he was carefully sat on the kitchen counter.