𝙊𝙗𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙚 • 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘬 •

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙊𝙣𝙚 • 𝓘

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Haechan whimpered, feeling the rope hit hard on his back. His ears drooped, feeling miserable. After a few more hits, Haechan collapsed closing his eyes slowly. He slightly opened his eyes, hearing his master talk to someone. "Yeah, his a weak one. Have him. I'll sell him for cheap, mr. Lee. A pleasure to have you visiting us." Haechan saw the guy from the small slits in his eyes, trying to make them look closed. The man had black hair, a dress shirt, and looked very professional. He held a straight posture, looking around with his held high. "He's over there mr. Lee. I'll wake him." 'Mr.Lee' nodded his head. His master grabbed the rope, straightening it. Haechan shut his eyes tightly, waiting for the pain. The rough wood slammed against his back, as he bit his lip holding a scream of pain back. He rubbed his eyes, 'waking up'. "Mr. Lee is going to take care of you from now on. He's from a very high and famous company so behave yourself. Haechan nodded his head, looking down in shame. He tried standing up, but he collapsed back on his feet. "You're embarrassing me, get up!" He said, as he kicked Haechan. The guy known as mr. Lee shook his finger in a 'no' sign. Haechan was confused but soon felt arms wrap around him. He was suddenly lifted up by strong arms. His face flushed, embarrassed from the sudden contact with the stranger. The former owner of Haechan scowled, taking the money from Mr. Lee. He laid Haechan down in the car and started driving. "It's Haechan, right?" Haechan nodded his head, whimpering. "Does your back hurt?" He nodded his head once again. Haechan was afraid of this unknown stranger, but knew he had to behave himself or he'd get whipped. Suddenly, the car came to a halt as Mr. Lee got out of the drivers seat. He opened Haechan's door and carefully carried Haechan out. Mark signalled the maids to open the door. Mark walked up the stairs and placed Haechan on his bed. "Well, call me whatever you want to call me but my name is Mark." Haechan nodded his head. "Thank you Master..." Mark put a finger over Haechan's lips and shook his head. "It's not going to be fun for long." Mark smirked, getting up and locking the door. Haechan sighed, resting his head on both of his arms. He felt the tears drip one by one, his heart cracking with every second that passed by. Why am I a hybrid? I hate this. He quietly thought to himself. His sadness took over, as he rested his head on the pillow and drifted off. He woke up, feeling strange. He looked down and saw strong arms around his waist, a shirtless body, and a head laid on his shoulder. He slowly lifted the head off his shoulder, to take a look at the person. "M-Mark..." Mark stirred around and groaned lightly. He smells kinda good... Haechan thought as he smelt Mark's strong professional cologne. Mark held on to Haechan's waist tighter. His eyes opened, as he checked the time. 2:00 AM. Mark looked into Haechan's innocent eyes, admiring them. "What is it sunshine?" Haechan blushed at the nickname but shook it off. "I can't sleep..." Mark nodded his head, and let Haechan rest on his chest. He brushed his hand through Haechan's hair. "Well, sunshine... you're safe in my arms." Haechan's eyes fluttered as he closed them, leaning closer into Mark's touch. "You like that baby boy?" Haechan nodded his head. So damn cute. Mark thought.

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He's mine anyways.

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