Anyeong Nct-zen, Happy New Year !!! May this year bring you all joy, a good health, and luck ! ;) 

I am so glad I am on time ( dances happily*), and that's a bit thanks to @CoffeeBlossom ( love u lots girl! )for motivatig me on twitter hehe. By the way I didnt see a lot of you guys there : I dont bite ^^ I also made a curious cat for those who want to ask questions but arent really fine with exposing their names. You can find it on my twitter page, but I will also post it again in the Foreword later on.

Euhm before starting, (well yeah those who dont want to listen to my rant feel free to scrol down haha), I wanna make certain things clear: So yeah I like Markhyuck. But guys, did u ever saw a 7 year old boy dating a 14 year old?

Yeah, Donghyuck has a big (Donghyuck glares deadly across the room*), euh, I mean he has a slight crush on his Mark hyung. But Mark sees him as a precious dongsaeng ( Thank god, imagine someone seeing a 7 year old in another way), so yeah my initial plan was that Mark's first partner/ love wouldnt be Donghyuck. Donghyuck would have to fight for his one and only love, fighting with rivals, untill he makes Mark realise ( when they are older) that they both have feelings for each other. Of course I wanted to skipp in time ( after all the Winwi*coughs and Taei*coughs and secret chapter to be behind) I am sorry this story takes so long (honestly I am mad at myself for torturing u guys so long but I wanted a story that gave to each NCT member a bit of character depth. Lucky me, I finnaly include everyone and WayV comes in with new members. No I aint ready to know all of them yet, but feel free to comment about the rookies so that my head can memorise them.So yeah this is why my story is so long, I guess?), but untill then I cann write some Markhyuck in fluff-family content.

I am saying this, because in next chapter Herin and another secret guest will try to make a move on Mark. Maybe I will let Herin win, maybe I wont depending on you guys comments. But thing is, I cant let Donghyuck win. Not yet at least. So dont hate me for that T T

This chapter is a bout 7,5 K ( to apologise to you guys for the hiatus period I did last month hehe ^^), and next diary will have some christmass fluff, so again feel free to comment for some inspiration ^^

I did LuMark, but I guess its a bit short??? I will defenitly write more about it in following chapters, and I will write about Donghyuck and Jaemin too ( cuz I feel they are a bit left out now and because I wanna thank @Jaemin09 for his continuous support ^^).

For the rest of you guys who are sharp ( looks at @Criscee and @Kpoplover_fluff) I am sure you will be able to deduct Hansol's role during this chapter, so let the theories flow haha ^^

Once again a happy new year !!! Enjoy the chapter Cizenies !!!

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Mark felt the heaviness of sleep, that was slowing slipping him back towards the darkness he just woke up. He started to be conscious of his own breath, the feeling of a soft ufamiliar bed under him, and the smell of cleanneness that he overwhelmed the room. His eyes slowly struggled to open themselves, and suddenly the first rays of light made him dazed at the sudden brightness.

He then felt a precense, the familiar scent of berries who enveloped him, as a warm familiar pair of hands was firmly gripping his righthand.

“Love, you awake?” was the so soft hopefull voice that broke the silence.

Mark tried to open his eyes again, which was more difficult then he thought it would, but soon enough the sight of his father’s puffy eyes full of love greeted him.

“…Why did you cry?” to his surprise his voice was still okay, less a bit dry but it was better then the weak voice he had a few hours before they drew out his blood.

Taeyong bit his lips as he did not want to cry again, as he thanked the Heavens for everything being fine. His left hand went up to caress Mark’s cheeks.

“I did not cry.” Taeyong weekly answered back and he smiled as he saw the frown that came on his son face for not believing him. Even weak, Mark would think and worry about him. Taeyong felt like he would really cry again.

“How did it go?” Mark suddenly remembered why he was laying here in the first place, and suddenly his heartbeat went faster at the possiblility of bad news.

Taeyong smile deepened, and he brought Mark’s right hand to his lips, as he kissed it softly.

“Don’t worry my love. Everything is fine, they said they would bring Lucas soon here in to recuperate.”

Mark smiled back but he still worriedly asked: “Why are you sad? Is something wrong?”

Taeyong shook his head, suddenly feeling guilty for making his son so worried after barely waking up.

“Daddy is just glad everything is fine….And that you don’t have to suffer anymore.” Taeyong’s voice was slightly tin at the end of his sentence and he cursed himself internally.

Mark eyes softend as he too felt guilty for worrying his dad those past few days. “I am sorry dad.” 

Taeyong chuckled, as he shook his head: “Why are you sorry? I am very proud of you love, for being so brave.” Taeyong lovingly caressed Mark’s hair with one hand, while the other hand still firmly held his son’s hand.

“I am sorry for worrying you. I am fine.” Mark’s head leaned briefly into his father’s touch, as he felt he had to comfort his dad too. Taeyong smiled seeing this and he took back his hand before taking Mark’s hand in both hands, bringing his son’s hand to his cheeks, before kissing it again.

“I know; Daddy knows you are fine. And soon Lucas will also be fine. This is great.” Taeyong smiled into his son’s hand, and Mark who was still a bit lost at his father’s attention smiled back hearing the good news.

A moment later the door opened up, and his Appa appeared in the entrance with two coffee cups.

Seeing his son awake, Jaehyun couldn’t help but feel a burden of his heart, and he softly went towards his son’s side, putting the coffee cups on the night table before taking Mark’s other hand.

“You are awake Minhyun-ah? How are u feeling?”

Mark smiled softly at him, gripping his hand tightly back to show him he was truly fine.

“Why are you here?” Mark suddenly remembered his Appa was supposed to be at work right now.

“How could I not be here, you ungratefull brat.” Jaehyun lightly scoffed, but his eyes were still smiling soft my back at him.

Mark’s heart felt warm but he still responded: “You should be at work.”

Jaehyun rolled his eyes foundly: “Look Tae, it seems our son suddenly thinks he can play Appa too.”

Taeyong chuckled: “Hasn’t he always forgotten he was our son and not our parent?”

Mark’s ears were lightly red and he whinned: “Appa!”

Jaehyun smiled at him: “Ah so you do know I am your Appa?”

Mark looked suddenly very interested in the opposite direction of his Appa. Jaehyun chuckled, as he brought Mark’s other hand to his lips too, leaving a soft kisson the back of his hand. “Appa is glad you are feeling better. Are you thirsty?”

Mark nodded his head, and Jaehyun let go of his son’s hand to pour him a glass of water, which Mark gladly accepted.

Mark wasn’t even finished yet, when suddenly his dads phone started to buzz, and Taeyong smiled when he saw the ID of the videocaller. He accepted the call before showing his phone towards his son, so that Doyoung who appeared on the other side of the screen, could see him.

“Minhyunie you are awake!” Doyoung surprised happy face, made Mark’s heart warm and he nodded.

“Thank God, how are you feeling? Are you hurt somewhere?” His uncle voice was strict but Mark could hear his love even from afar, hence he nodded again.

“I am fine uncle.”

Doyoung eyes scrutinised his nephew’s face for any sign of a lie, and when he didn’t see any, he sighed out of relief. “That’s great. I can finally be at ease now. Your Uncle Yu and I will see you at home tonight. Hyuckie and Nana are pestering us to see you, so be prepared to give them enough attention.”

Mark smiled at the mention of Donhyuck and Jaemin and he nodded, as he hasn’t seen them since he was sick; he too missed them greatly.

Lucas could hear the faint noise of murmurs and footsteps as he was slowly being moved from halways to halways. His eyes could vaguely see the face of his parents; his Father Johny at the right side, a firm grip on his righthand, which was warm and full of reassurance. He heard his father’s voice say something, but he was still to dazed under the influence of the medicine to tell what it was.

His dad Ten was on his left, constantly caressing his face, as his voice soothingly never stopped speaking. It was a pity he could only vagely hear some words from time to time.

“….Proud of yo-…It’s over baby-… You will-…in no time-….I promise.”

Lucas could vaguely see what he guessed to be doctors and nurses, at both side of the end of his bed, pushing him in the hallways, until they arrived at a door, where only one doctor and nurse continued to accompany him.

The room was brighter then the dark clean hallways of the hospital, and his eyes had even more diificulty to see. If not for the strong grip on his right arm, and the tender fingers on his cheeks, he would have felt lonely and disoriented.

“Lucas, baby you hear me?” His dad Ten’s voice somehow seemed clearer then ever, yet Lucas couldn’t seem to have control over his own voice. It scared him, but soon his father Johnny softly hushed him; “Sssh baby, it’s fine. It’s okay…”

Lucas didn’t think it was okay, but he somehow his vision got sharper, and the soft eyes full of emotion of his father could be seen, which directly made him at ease.
It was fine. Both his parents were at his side.

Lucas heard some background noises, but again his hearing failed him, and he could only watch how his dad and a doctor were talking withoit understanding anything. But seeing his dad expression seeming good, he started to calm down.

Seeing his dad, he only realised there was another person next to him; a man, taller then his dad but shorter then his father, of Korean origin, was listening to the doctor’s words as well.

The man was pretty. Like Fairy-pretty. As pretty as his dad, or even more.

His face seemed a bit cold, but his eyes betrayed a soft and kind heart. Lucas knew it; he was always good at judging people’s character after all.

Just as the doctor’s words finished, both he and his dad, truned towards Lucas left, where a bed was laying.

Lucas was surprised, as he slowly realised his new environment was not his old room, but another one.

Johnny seeing his son interest smiled, as he carefully tucked the bedsheets around his son.

Lucas looked with surprise how the stranger and his dad, supported a kid, probably around the same age as Lucas.

Lucas blinked. Blond hair, round golden-brown doe eyes, white skin.

He knew in an instant the identity of the boy who was the split image of his dad.

Lucas wanted to speak, he wanted to get up, but he could only dazingly watch as the boy took small steps towards the direction of his bed, with the support of the fairy man and his dad.

The boy had worried eyes, yet Lucas could see the excitement in it that was probably reflected in his own eyes.

With the feeling of lifting so much more then just his arm, Lucas hand tried to reach the boy, who had finnaly reached the border of his bed.

The boy smiled, taking his hand with both of his, without an ounce of hesitation. The hands were soft, but to Lucas surprise they were as strong as his father.

His dad made the boy sit on the border of his bed, before going back towards Johnny who hadn’t left Lucas right side.

Lucas vision was getting blurried again, as he watched the face of the boy more closely, only this time, it wasn’t due to the influence of the medication.

The boy smiled softly, his eyes looking back at him intensly before a light panick took over as the boy noticed the wet streams that painted Lucas cheeks.

The boy spoke, his eyes wide as his right hand came towards Lucas cheeks to whipe away the tears.

Lucas wished he could hear him, but his hearing failed him.

He was so frustrated he couldn’t even hear nor speak, that his eyes became red as new tears started to fall down. The boy starteled was lost as what to do, and spoke again, only this time Lucas could fainty hear a bit of his soft silk voice: “….cry?...Wrong?.... Xuxi?”

Xuxi.

Lucas smiled. He smiled so brightly, happy to hear his name, as he thought he would never be able to have a chance to hear it from this person, who had promised him he would meet him when he would finnaly win his battle against that torturing disease that had plagued him for more then a year.

“Ma…ke…Mark gege”

His own voice who was still weak, managed to choke those words that burned his heart out.

Mark starteled smiled back brightly at him, as his grip around Xuxi’s hand got stronger, and his eyes softer. “Gege is right here.”

Lucas nodded faintly, as eventhough he could not hear what his ge was saying, his heart could hear it.

Mark smiled again, as he whipped Lucas cheeks clean, relieved his brother was not crying anymore.

Lucas vision became blury yet again, but this time, dark spots appeared making it heavier and heavier to still open his eyes. He stubbornly kept his eyes on his gege, not willing to have him out of sight. He panicked lightly, his left hand trembled.

Mark must have felt his panick, as he could vaguely hear: “It’s okay; Gege will be here.”

With the sweet promise, Lucas panick finally left him, as his eyes welcomed the darkness, his heart still burning with happiness.

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That evening Johnny couldn’t help but smile as he stared at his phone-screen, admiring for what should be the hunderth time the picture he had taken, shortly after Lucas had woken up of his medication influenced sleep.

Johnny’s eyes were slightly puffy from the silent and discrete tears he had shed at his son’s recovery and bliss, as Lucas smile had never been so bright since he had been admitted to the hospital, months ago.

Johnny’ heart who had been under a constant heavy weight, had never felt so light. The constant fear of losing his only precious son, the fear of not being able to hold on to his promise, the fear of losing him out of the blue, without any warning ahead…It had taken a more serious toll on him then he wanted to admit. It was almost like he had forgotten how to live without this fear.

Ten found his lover seated on the couch besides Lucas bed, an hand gripping their son’s right hand, his long legs crossed comfortably, while grinning stupidly at his phone screen.

Ten eyes became soft for a split second, before regaining their devily sharpness as he took a place elegantly on his surprised lovers lap.

“What are you grinning foolishly at?” He asked curiously as he swiftly took Johnny’s phone to study its content: it was a picture of Lucas and Mark.

Lucas was grinning brightly, same foolish grin as his father, while Mark smiled softly, creating a very warm picture. Lucas had been still too weak because of the medication, hence his head leaned slightly on his hyung shoulder, who had wrapped his arm around him while the other hand was intertwined with Lucas hand. Mark’s eyes who were usually cold, were warm and Lucas expression was painted in pure excitement, with sparkling eyes that radiated his happiness.

Mark had, as promised, stayed until his brother woke up again, eventhough it had been nearly six hours later. It was good they had planned Lucas operation in the early morning, leaving enough time for Mark to go back at home, were all his uncles, appas and brother waited for him.

Lucas had been beyon happy as he had discovered his hyung’s presence after waking up, and he had been as excited when Mark introduced him to his dad Taeyong.

Taeyong had a gift with kids, he always had, and Lucas soon was under Taeyong’s fingers as he decided to call him “Fairy dad”, which made Taeyong blush so hard that it had taken a big effort for Ten to not laugh at him. Even Mark had cracked a smile at the nickname.

It had been a bit akward at first, as Mark didn’t know what to say, but Lucas quickly took over with his chatty personality that never failed to make everyone smile.

Ten had been in bliss when he had seen Mark giggle ( yes giggle!) at some of Lucas funny explanations and even Taeyong was surprised at their quick chemistry, leaving Johnny grinning all the time as he discreetly filmed the entire encounter.

At the end, Jaehyun had come to pick Taeyong and Mark, and to Jaehyun’s surprise, Mark had insisted to quickly introduce him to Lucas.

“That’s my Appa.” He had said, and seeing Lucas confusion, he had only replied: “You can call him Appa Jaehyun, I am sure you will like him as he likes to spoil everyone.”

Jaehyun had smiled as he ruffled Mark’s hair, touched at the fact that Mark wanted to include him in such a family matter, as he knew it was Mark’s way to tell him he was as important as his new family.

“They look gorgous. Our sons.” Johnny replied as he saw Ten looking foundly at his phone screen. “Don’t you think they look like a younger version of me and you togheter?” Johnny couldn’t help but observe the blond boy and lover’s smiliarity and he grinned at the tought that Ten would have looked pretty much about the same.

Ten frowned, thinking, “I was a bit more brighter and probably chubbier while Mark has this sharp cold aura from Tae, but yeah I would have looked pretty similar too it. But…”

Ten looked at his lover with a glint of mischiever in his eyes, “But if you looked like Lucas, tell me where did all that handsomeness go?”

Johnny grinned back, not even starteled at his lover’s teasing; “Of course it went away the moment I met you.” He replied instantly, with a confidence that could go as arrogance.

Ten made a noise of dissaprovement: “Are you saying meetig me, made you ugly?”

Johnny chuckled as he replied: “Am I ugly? I only said that I do not dare to outshine you, hence my handsomness cant be seen when I am at your side.”

Ten rolled his eyes, slightly slapping his lovers chest, “Shameless.”

Johnny laughed softly, as he knew Ten loved his shamlessness. “I only learned from