"Y-You should s-sleep." Donghyuck stammered moving away from Mark's gaze, his heart started beating so fast it was making him dizzy. He stumbled out of the room and slid down the door. Something about this man made him feel weird feelings, he had never been attracted to anyone, well he was to Renjun on a entirely sexual ground but Mark......he couldn't fathom the emotion.

"Haechannie!!" Marks voice sounded as if he knew the younger was still at the door. Sighing he stood up and went inside again. "Can we go out for dinner or something? Stop blushing you are so cute my heart would burst." He chuckled, Haechan smiled avoiding the olders gaze.

Donghyuck drove through the night, to him it was a good thing. He badly needed a breather from what happened a few minutes ago, he had on shorts, something he has always hated. But oh well he couldn't dress like the vicious mafia leader he was when he was with Mark.

"There!! That's where I want to go." Mark pointed at a street wagon selling ramen. He looked so happy it was as if he were a child. Parking the car the red head carried him onto his wheelchair and pushed to the said place.

Jungwoo immediately stiffened when he saw his husband's boss walk straight up close to him. Donghyuck gestured him to relax, the people around stared them down in a scrutinizing way. The gorgeous beauty immediately started making the ramen.

"I'll bring them to you sir." Jungwoo mumbled.

"Just call me to come idiot. I'll come get them." Hyuck scoffed at how Jungwoo mumbled.

"Then drop the aura bij- I almost had a miscarriage." Jungwoo slapped Donghyucks arm with a cute frown as he waddled about with a cute baby bump. Chuckling Hyuck made his way back to Mark.

"All the tables are full......Where would you sit?" Mark looked up at the beautiful golden skinned boy, the yellow street lambs making him glow.
Hyuck was about to reply when Jungwoo called him so he jogged to get their bowls and got back with the chopsticks between his lips. "Sit on my lap. If you don't feel uncomfortable." He offered. Jungwoo noticed how red the once cold hearted man was, the shy way Donghyuck sat on the lap of the guy on the wheelchair didn't go unnoticed either.

"Why street food?" Donghyuck mumbled as they started eating.

"Johnny won't let me eat anything out. Even now I can see his car at a distance. Can we runaway?" Mark chuckled pointing at the big black car at a distance.

"Why? Because you are the president's son?" Hyuck munched on his food. Mark nodded with a sigh shaking his head with frustration. "What if......What if I try to hurt you Mark? Like........What if I'm actually your enemy?" Donghyuck stared at Marks face, the older smiled shaking his head.

"I trust you Haechannie. You would never hurt me." Smiled the older, it did something to Donghyuck, he dropped the bowl of Ramen down on the floor.

"I-I'm sorry.......Jungwoo!! Clean this mess please." Donghyuck called the older guy as he sat up from Mark's lap and took the olders bowl and handed it over to the owner of the shop. He tried to wheel the older away when an arm stopped him.

"Are you alright Haechannie?" Mark took hold of his doctors soft arm startling him more than he already was. Hyuck nodded with a fake cough. "Remember I said let's runaway? Johnny hasn't had a run in a long time." The desperation weighed heavily upon Marks words, Nodding Donghyuck took off pushing the wheelchair to God knows where.

Marks excited scream filled the neighborhood as Johnny was hot on their heels with his insanely long limbs. Though the blonde guy thought they were running into places he didn't know the man pushing his wheelchair knew these allys like the back of his palm. There were several souls burtally murdered and buried in those very cobble stone graval roads.

"That's amazing!!!!!!! Did we loose him?" Mark squealed once they stopped at a park and Donghyuck fell on the ground panting.

"I guess so? Why are you that excited? Haven't you done this before?" Donghyuck wiped his sweat off with his hoodie sleeves.

"I'm on a wheelchair. You are my doctor remember? Ahh life has been so stiff lately. Especially after Mom comes my freedom would got to hell." Mark groaned, "I want to lay on the ground too." He whispered and Hyuck gladly pulled his frame down.

"The president eh....." Hyuck mumbled completely forgetting why he was with the older for real. Nodding Mark sighed a concent sigh with a smile. "Why didn't you do these with Jaemin? He's your boyfriend right?" Mark turned to stare at gorgeous Donghyuck, for some weird reason Hyuck hovered over Mark as he balanced himself on his right arm.

"Because he......I don't know, I used to love him back in highschool but now I feel like he's obliged to take care of me. Kisses don't feel the same as it once was.........I'm paralyzed for the last eleven years Haechannie. But with you I feel like I'm a child again." Marks soft voice made a tingle vibrate in the mafia leaders heart. He bit his red lips, the older had one arm on his stomach and the other caressing Hyuck's sweaty face, his thumb tracing the plump lips.

"Don't....... What if......Mark.....Y-You know me barely only for a month. What if.....Stop......" Hyuck whispered, the way Mark stared at him made him........Blush, he tried to get off the olders body but was yanked back with force. "Stop looking at me like that." He mumbled.

"You're so beautiful Haechannie." Marks husky voice shamelessly was making Hyuck hard and it made him angry with himself. He let the thumb play with his lips, the eyes stare at him too long until he felt the other arm on his neck aswell. "Can.....Can I.....Can I kiss you?" Asked Mark with the most softed inaudible whisper ever made today.