Mark was quite taken back at the amount of vampire like beautiful people at the living room, Haechans patents were gorgeous, his brother gave him weird looks and the boy legit punched his gut. Mark bowed shyly, he had never met anyone other than Jaemin's parents. Haechans jacket hung over him for safety purposes.

"Hyung has brought home a girl people! Dad you are officially going to be a grand father." The giant like fellow giggled getting a smack on the head by his mother.

"Honey why don't you go freshen up. I'll dry your clothes for you. Hmm?" Doyoung, Haechans mother patted Marks cheeks as the older nodded, his mother never treated him this sweet. Unless he behaved like the girl pretended to be.

Thankfully that day he wore a panty, it was embarrassing but Doyoung dried his clothes, he even gave him a fresh pair of Haechans boxers since they didn't have girls. Mark sat gingerly on the edge of Haechans bed until the boy came out of the shower. And so he did come out, with sweat pants loose around his waist, his boxer band out visible, his torso dropping with the water from the shower.

"Hurry up and go shower or you'll catch a cold." Haechan effortlessly said, Mark went into the bathroom.

Sliding down the locked door, he broke down crying. For if his Mom finds out he'll be dead meat, also he no heart to refuse Haechans soft voice, when he carried him to the car. His t-shirt, the smell of strong french perfume, the dusty Oder of smoked cigarettes, all, everything felt like home. It were as it were all the things Mark imagined to have one day. Showering Haechan pulled on the thick hoodie on and boxers, the sweat pants were but she managed to get them to stay on his waist.

"Kitten? Come have dinner. Stop looking like an abandoned kitten, I'll not have control baby." Haechan smirked at the silver haired beauty.  Mark blushed shyly, it was just a few days and this idiot had such a big effect on him.

"You just met me." Mark giggled, Haechan lifted his jaw up, licking his lips at the lion cub before him.

"I met you when I was six. You were five, one cute kitten with luscious black hair, bows and ribbons with cute little dresses. You still are a cutie." Haechan spoke in a low tone, his fingers tracing down Marks chest.

"Guys!!! Dinner!!" Doyoung's voice disturbed their small moment.

Mark shyly followed Haechan, now having on a Michael Jackson t shirt, with messy hair, his family at the table with genuine smiles. Something Mark never experienced back at his own, the food tasted heavenly. Was it true that food tasted like heaven when it was made with love? For the first time in so long he was having a nice time thanks to this big bear sitting right in front him.

"Taeil can't you be more careful?!" Doyoung hissed at his husband for spilling his wine on his shirt.

"Mom's surely pregnant. Watch him tell that to the world on Christmas." Sungchan munched on his food. Mark stole a glance at the beautiful smile on his crushes face. If only love was that easy to have.

"Haechan!! My mom's on her way home! I need to get back to the school." The tinging on his phone caught his attention as he started panicking.

"You barely at anything." The younger sighed, Mark smiled.

"I ate well for once. Thank you so much but I need to hurry." The tears filling in those small eyes made Haechan hurry.

The red Audi zoomed on high speed on the roads of Seoul, the darkness still a rare beauty. His silver haired hair still wet but manageable, her own dresses on her petite frame. As the car screeched to halt Infront of the school gates, Mark turned to look at Haechan. Was it obvious he didn't want to leave this golden skin boy ever?

"Go! I'll see you in the morning." Haechans smile brought tears to Marks eyes. He didn't wanted leave the boy tonight, sadly he had to.

As the car drove away his heart sank in a strange feeling of eerie coldness, his body felt like he was being robbed off, the SUV drove closer. His mother, the devil of his life on the driver's seat. He took the passenger seat in pretence of laying down. The truth was, he didn't want her to whiff him out. She was a nasty women.

"Your brother's would be home soon. Make sure to be nice, Dad's coming home too. He's excited to see you sweety." She exclaimed, Was Mark happy? No he wasn't, happiness wasn't written in fate this time.

Mark locked himself up in his room the second he reached home. He missed that warmth, the warmth Doyoung had, the love Sungchan had for Haechan, the innocent goofy jokes Taeil made to cheer everyone up. His father had returned after five years, so had his brothers. Why were only they allowed to go to the US? And not him?

"Minnie!! Let us see our baby sister!!" A deep voice sounded. Mark had his PJs on as she let three tall buff guys into his room. The eldest was Johnny, Taeyong was the middle brother and the younger one was Hendery. "Wish you're gorgeous. Sad that Mom kept her away from us." Johnny ruffled Marks hair fondly.

"Honey are you feeling okay?" Taeyong frowned cupping the beautiful girls cheeks with worry.

"Yes Oppa." Mark cringed at the word, it felt weird.

"Cutie. We are going to take you on a sibling date tomorrow after school!! Excited?!" Hendery squished Mark in a spinning hug. She giggled, it would be the first time she'd go out with her brothers.

"We've bought so many things for you. But let's unpack after dinner shall we?" Johnny guide Mark downstairs like a princess. Did his brother really love him?