"Hyung......I think Mr Jung noticed the papers are gone. They are checking everyone, including us." Jisung whispered into Donghyucks ear, the red head smirked. The wicked boy had his gun safely tucked under Marks wheelchair. Atleast for the time being because no one really would check young master now would they?

"You too. If anyone finds out......you know what you should do right?" He ended the call and sunk it on his back pocket, he was bare bodied, with red sweatpants loose around his waistline and his messy red hair with a cigarette between his red lips.

"Good morning gorgeous. Can you help me sit up? I feel like my hands are numb." Mark whimpered softly, Donghyuck nodded as he came closer so he can help the older to sit.

"You feel your hands usually then why  not today?" Hyuck mumbled sitting next to the blonde paralyzed handsome young boy.

"I sleep in one position all night, It sometimes numbs my upper frame too. I'm sorry you have to do all these." There was something about Mark, he was Passionate even though he lacked so much in his life, his genuine smile and the big heart he effortlessly carried seemed to burdened cold heart Donghyuck who only knew the beauty red liquid spurting out when he kills.

"It's okay I guess." Hyuck nodded, the smoke of his cigarette swirling around in figurines. Marks finger touched a mole on the gorgeous boys body, those greyish red orbs turned to look at the golden ones.

"Young master. Your father wishes to see you." Johnny a tall handsome young man in his early thirties bowed and Donghyuck immediately stood up to go pull on a shirt and leave. Once Johnny was out of sight Mark tried to pull himself onto his wheelchair chair.

"You should stay in bed if you don't feel like it. I'll be back in a few hours." Walking out of the room Donghyuck was caught up to stand amongst each employee in order to be checked. Jisung gave him a signal saying that everything was fine.

It was still unclear as to why Nakamoto aka Yuta wanted Mark dead, then again there were many enemies for a president. Taeyong was a good ruler even though things would see there worst at times but it was non of their businesses to start with anyways. Donghyuck drove to his destination, they had to kill someone had he was on it with Xiaojun and a few other of his men.

"Sir? There is news that the president will be taking a short break on his duties and spend time with family." Xiaojun mumbled as Donghyuck watched the woman before him beg for her life.

"Why after all these years eh? Any last wish ma lady?" Donghyuck made his way towards her and squatted before her frame, she was gorgeous no doubt but our man was gay.

"Let me go! That's my wish.....or you can take as a se-" The bullet bit her jaw as it spit out of her head even before she could say sex. He stood up, kicked her body and spat on it and gestured the men to clear it. "No wonder he wanted to kill her. Such a dirty slut." He grimaced.

Mark stared out of his window, it was raining and he was still on the bed, Jaemin was busy and Giselle was with Dad. For years he had always felt so lonely, he wanted to cry but he hadn't in years. The fact that he hadn't seen his mother for the last 11 years hurt so much, ever since he became a minister and then a president. He heard the door creak open and saw Donghyuck walk inside in complete black attire. He look hot but Mark didn't have the energy to tease him or flirt.

"You haven't changed? Still?" Donghyucks soft voice made Mark quickly wipe the few stray tears off his cheeks, the evening darkness concealing his pain.

"No one came around to see me after Dad left. So yeah. Can you Ummm help me onto my wheelchair? I need to go to the bathroom." Mark blushed in embarrassment, the Mafia leader carried the man onto the wheelchair, he was so light and fragile that the olders body threatened to break.

When Mark came out clean and fresh he saw the red head changing his bedsheets, not that he had peed on it or soiled it, he just didn't understand why but he liked it. Hyuck ran his fingers through his hair, he was tied and his head threatened to split with a headache. Their eyes met and Mark smiled with the most inaudible thank you ever and Hyuck.........he blushed, he felt a gush of warmth fill his cheeks at Mark. His lips were pouty and his grey pupils for once in his life seemed so huge with confusion.

"So beautiful." Whispered Mark as he placed both his palms on the mattress and lifted himself onto the bed. "Haven't you blushed before? You look shocked." He chuckled at the Pudu staring at him as if he were caught on headlights.

"What's blush? What do you mean? I'm fine just hot. I guess." Though ruthless, dangerous and a cold hearted murderer he was shamelessly weak on the side of emotions.

"Oh how silly. Haven't you heard of the blush? Boy what are you?" Mark shook his head in disappointment.

"A man? What are you talking about? You sound stupid." Hyuck pouted with a frown. He hugged the pillow and knelt on the bed.

"I sound stupid? Didn't you go to school? Like common." The older ruffled his damp hair, the water droplets falling onto the golden skinned boys exposed collar bones.

"Uhhhh.....Yeah I did. I'm......A drop out of highschool." It shocked Donghyuck himself to tell such a personal thing to Mark, he has never opened up to anyone, not even Lucas.

"Ohh were times tough? But you are doctor now so I think that's what's important right? I was homeschooled after the accident." Sighed Mark.