REMEDY.
treatment for recovery

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MARK LETS OUT A SLEEPY YAWN as rays of sunshine beam into the room, piercing through his eyelids as the cause of his awakening. He flutters his eyes open, to see such a beautiful sight right in front of him.

        A smile creeps onto Mark's lips as he eyes Donghyuck in awe, meticulously admiring each and every feature on his face. He cooes at Hyuck's cutely messy hair as he reaches out to ruffle the younger's pinkish-blonde locks. Mark runs a hand through the latter's soft curls and lets out a small giggle as he sees Donghyuck squirming softy under his touch.

        The younger wiggles his body and stretches his limbs, gaining enough strength to open his eyes, feeling Mark ruffling his hair and seeing him smiling cutely at him. A giggle escaped his lips as he lets out a toothy smile that had the older's heart skip a beat.

        "Good morning Hyuckie," Mark whispered as he leaned closer and booped their noses together, smiling widely at the younger who seemed to love the moment they were having. Enjoying the older who still kept playing with his hair, Donghyuck fluttered his eyes closed and let himself submit to Mark, feeling comfortable under the older's touch.

        "Good morning baby boy," Donghyuck managed to let out despite feeling all weak on his knees with all the love and affection Mark was showering him at the moment.

        But Mark could only chuckle at his response. "Idiot, you're not even opening your eyes," the older snickered, his hand tracing down his cheek to pinch it with his thumb.

        "Ye-ouch!", Donghyuck yelled, playfully slapping Mark's chest as some sort of "payback". The tried to surpress his laugh, but failed nontheless. The younger crossed his arms and folded his legs together while looking at Mark who kept on laughing, giving him a smug look.

After a good twenty seconds the older managed to take in a sharp breath and stop laughing, and seeing the younger with an annoyed look curved his lips into a petty frown.

        "I'm kidding," the older pouted, looking at Donghyuck straight in the eye.

        And of course, Mark knows all his weaknesses.

        The younger lets out a sigh of defeat as he can't help but coo at the sight of a cute Mark Lee. The older giggled softly and leaned closer, enough to close the—now non-existent—gap between them.

        Mark pressed his lips on the younger's as they moved their lips together in-sync. Donghyuck rests his hand on the older's neck to deepen the kiss, their hearts beating faster than the speed of light. The younger bit Mark's lower lip as he lets out a small whimper, allowing Donghyuck to slide his tongue right into the older's mouth, taking his breathy moans and whimpers as signs of encouragement.

        The two pulled away, completely breathless and panting heavily for air. Their lips were cherry red, swollen from a heated make-out session—and it was still early in the morning.

        Both males were completely lost in each other's gaze, and by just staring through their brown orbs, they could feel their immense love and passion for each other. Their overflowing love, and they're willing to give it all up just for them.

        For them to be together.

        To be happy.

        To love each other unconditionally, without anyone stopping them.

        And as if to purposely break them out of their daze, they suddenly snap back to reality.

        Upon hearing something.

        Something, unusual.

        Mark shook his head which also snapped Donghyuck out of his little trance. Seeing the worried look on the older's face only made him even more uneasy.

        Mark averts his gaze at Donghyuck.

        "Do you hear that?".

        And knowing what the older meant, he nods his head profusely.

        And ended up muttering the same words, at the same time.

        "Crying."

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Jisung honestly felt utterly stupid.

Curled beneath the thick fleece blanket in his parents' bedroom, he clenches his fist tugging the furry sheets as he lets out a pained grunt.

The boy pants heavily as he could already feel hot tears streaming down his cheeks.

So much for trying not to cry.

Fuck it, he thought. Jisung wasn't the type to cry, but that doesn't mean he's a strong lad that never shed a tear before. He burries his head on the pillows as muffled cries and sobs escape his lips, tears falling out of his eyes and landing on the pillows and sheets.

        Actually, crying felt good.

        Jisung had always thought that crying wouldn't fix anything. But actually, it was a way he could let out all the stress, pain, and grief that's bottled up inside his system. And at some point, all those emotions he'd force to hide in the back of his head, in the depth of his heart, would just explode just like a bomb, triggered by some other event that would add up to all the remorse that's already there.

        It's like pouring a glass of water—once you add too much, everything spills everywhere, and it's all a big mess.

        And the rain isn't helping either—it seemed fitting actually, like those cliche break-up scenes, where he "dumps your ass" and then you're just dumbfounded there, struck with emotion, and your heart aching really badly, and all so suddenly one drop of rain falls from the sky, which subsequently turned to millions of raindrops bouncing over your head, and then you just feel really fucking hurt.

        And Jisung didn't even mind to find a shirt to change his sweater. He's well aware that if he doesn't, a hundred percent he's going to have one hell of a fever.

        But of course he wouldn't care.

        Jisung knew he deserved it.

        He knew that he deserved to suffer.

        "Achoo!", Jisung sneezed, his body lunging upwards as he bounced atop the matress and piles of pillows and blankets.

        "Bless you achoo~"

        Jisung widened his eyes as he tilted his head towards the door. What the-

        "Mark hyung?"

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        ❀ | a/n !
— im getting myself an empathy album and i have one in eighteen chance to get a mark but if i get a hyuck i will mf shut down this wp acc bc i wont be able to function properly
— HYUCKHAN !