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our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lives by justK
Fandoms: NCT (Band)
13 Apr 2022
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Mark sort of gets it now. he has thought the same too. he thinks there is no life beyond this, and he has stated so before, that as long as he has Donghyuck everything will be okay, to which Donghyuck has replied he doesn’t know he'll be there forever. but that's the thing, that's what intrigues Mark so much, how he is able to know Donghyuck will indeed be there with him, how he can feel Donghyuck has been there with him all along even before he was born.
really Mark doesn’t think he has ever considered living a life without Donghyuck.
what does that make Donghyuck to Mark, then?
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or where Mark discovers his soul.
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in a world full of temporary things
you are a perpetual feeling.Series
- Part 27 of random nct works
- Part 1 of markhyuck soulmates
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It takes Donghyuck sixty lifetimes to realise he’s in love with Mark Lee, and one-hundred-and-fifty to learn his lesson.
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A thousand words come to Mark's mind before "love" to explain what he feels, but if it isn't love, then what is?
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“Dude,” Mark says cautiously, “you do know I’m a family lawyer, right?”
“Mmh, yeah.”
“And that, like, I don’t deal with, uh,” Mark stumbles over his words, and he should be upset about it because he’s not the one being a cryptic little shit, “criminal shit and stuff.”
“Mark!” Johnny exclaims, “Ten’s not a criminal!”
“Then what help does he need from a lawyer?” Mark asks, exasperated.
“Well, duh, he,” It takes Johnny approximately a minute to finally respond. “He needs to, eh. You know. Get a divorce.”
Three years after his painful break-up with Donghyuck, family attorney Mark Lee takes on yet another divorce case to help his best friend out. It’s good luck—or perhaps not so much—that things such as fate are not set in stone.
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'a coincidental universe' and other works concerning the multiversality principle by february14
Fandoms: NCT (Band)
09 Jul 2024
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“Do you ever wonder what it would be like, if we didn’t meet like this?” Mark asks, eyes on the yellow tinged night sky. It’s almost entirely starless; all but three half-hearted specks of light have been painted over by the city glow.
“What do you mean?” Donghyuck asks, even though he knows perfectly well what Mark means.
“Like, I dunno, if we met at university or something,” Mark says, “like normal people.”
Donghyuck’s instinctual response, which rises shamefully and acidly up his throat, is yes, yes, I wonder it all the time, I wonder if, given the chance, you’d love someone else better.
“Sometimes,” is what he says instead.
