There was not process of love here but something made Donghyuck run around in circles, calling out a certain someone's name. Mark, a paralyzed boy with a really big heart had been dragged outside, with stains of blood. It definitely wasn't his men, nor his father but someone who didn't work for them. Though his appearance imitated that of a Pudu or a Teddy Bear he caught up the stench of his favourite smell. Blood.

"Mark?" Donghyuck followed the trail and he wasn't wrong, he found him, bleeding and trying his hardest to move. "Mark!!!!" He rushed to the blonde man, white, that was what he looked like. Pale like chalk, a gruesome open cut in-between his neck and shoulder blades, the knife still buried deep inside.

"H-Haechan." Mark managed to whisper. It sure seemed strange for a man without feelings to run to the older, he panicked and shook the boy to not let him loose his concious. Sadly the pain and loss of blood made Mark to black out.

As Mark was laid on the bed, cold and icy, Donghyuck changed his boxers and wet pants before he started cleaning the ghastly wound, his parents were doctors and he passed medical school impressively well. Which in fact made him a fairly good doctor as his mother and father. He didn't want to call Johnny and inform him, he had kept it low key and called Lucas to search the area.

"Mom!!! Mom look.....I need blood. Long story cut short send the O group right now. Don't ask me questions just do it I'll do the infusion. Please." He screamed into his phone, why was he so upset? And angry and why.......why was he crying?

"Haechan......Stop." Mark semi-consciously mumbled, he held the beauty's wrist to stop him from stitching the wound. The harsh print of a palm smothering him crystal clear on his flawless face, it hurt so much and the younger didn't understand why.

"W-Why you a-are hurt." Hyuck's voice broke, a cold arm lifted high up to caress the warm chubby cheek.

"Stop.......Stop crying." Mark coughed, "You look super cute.......Jaemin-Jaemin...." He started off..........

"Come in! It's late by the way. Are you staying the night?"

"Not really......I just wanted to see you."

"Darling, you should really stop loving me. Are you drunk?"

"No. I'm sober enough to end your life."

"Jaemin? What's wrong?"

"You are the wrong one........I've been waiting for this day and I'm going to get what I want."

"I'd gladly give you my life but don't I deserve a reason to die?"

"Why would he hurt you? Mark you guys were in love?!" Hyuck snapped at the older, Mark flinched at both the voice and the stinging on his neck as the gorgeous doctor stitched his wound up.

"Or so I thought. He was crazy......Smothered me when I didn't die, threw me down the stairs, I guess I broke my already lifeless legs and then dragged me out to rot and be eaten by wolves. Why doesn't anyone tell me why they want me to die?" Mark's lips quivered, Donghyucks heart chipped at the olders eyes shaking. "Atleast you are honest with me right?" He whispered,his thin pink lips now pale and chapped.

"Mark you are weak and cold.......You need blood and warmth." Donghyuck didn't want to look at his eyes, he looked everywhere but those eyes.

"Maybe he was jealous that I was showing you more attention? Or he was my enemy from the start." The olders vision started decieving him, a tall man entered the room. Donghyuck spoke to him, he sent a needle up on his wrist.

They spoke something, he thought it was Johnny. He remembered several things Jaemin did to him, it hurt to realise no one actually loved him. No one, not even his own mother. All he wanted was to spend time with Taeyong but now he was in bed fighting for his life. As the visions turned darker a soft pair of lips pressed against his forehead and everything went blank.

"Hyuck.......Jaemin was found crying at the end of the mountain. He wouldn't talk to anyone and he seems a bit out of his mind, I have confined him at our usual place sir, also I really have to be with Jungwoo, he's at his last stages of pregnancy and it's complicated. I'll send Xiao or Hendery,  Johnny seems suspicious for he isn't even around." Lucas sighed, he bowed at his boss and Hyuck gave him a nod. He sighed plopping in a chair with a groan. Never has any of his missions been this complicated. Ever.

"My heart feel heavy......I have a heart? Fuck you Mark what are you doing?" Hissing a cigarette came alive between his plump lips.

Jaemin just sat like a doll in his chair, no matter how many times he was beaten, the men had to deal with him until their boss Donghyuck decided to visit. From being the Mafia kings son to be a nurse to the president's son, Hyuck had too much to put up with. He showered, wearing a pair of tight red boxers and a thin t-shirt that had been torn for fashion.

"Mail them to me.....Yeah I have a situation here so I'm unable to leave. Yeah thanks Ten." Hanging up he stressed bending down to lift the swears he previously left before going to bath.

"I'll definitely fuck at ass of yours someday....." Mark mumbled still heavy in medications. His wheelchair repaired and placed beside him just in case.

"Hmm very impressive for guy on a wheelchair...........Well let's say I'm waiting? Okay big guy?" Donghyuck sarcastically giggled turning around to face the sick pale boy.

"Ouch......Come closer." He drowsily called the red head closer. Hyuck being the dare devil crawled into Mark and sat on his hips. He didn't mind because he had already cummed once for this paralyzed man.

"Does it hurt?" Haechan whispered, "How do you feel now?" He pouted at Mark.

"Heavy. Betrayed, ambushed. Hurt what more do you want me to say?" Mark sighed staring up at Hyucks lips.