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greetings, my friends! I'm finally back after a month of (unnoticed) hiatus, exams/evaluations/additional tutors & my laptop was confiscated :( well the good news is, I'm back! just in time for more requests due to our boys’ comeback!! please anticipate my scenarios and also support the boys’ song when it’s out :-) just posted a short Mark scenario, so please support it! 

I'm supposed to be writing a request but i didn't get to finish it so here’s a short gif scenario instead, I’m back for good so you’ll be seeing be on your timeline very soon again! :-) enjoy!

“And what do you think you are doing?” Mark questioned, his brows arching. You were adjusting your grip on the recording camera and your boyfriend was just purely curious with your actions. “I’m trying to record everything before I go overseas for my 6-month studies,” you answered him, putting your lips in a fine line. “Oh my god, please don’t remind me,” he sighed loudly, trying to express his sadness. “Nope, not changing my mind!” you chirped sarcastically, knowing what his indications were. 

You were gesturing your fingers to “3, 2, 1” to Mark, indirecting him to keep quiet for this recording, he blinked, trying to suppress his upcoming laughter. “So this is where my dear Mark practices his dancing,” you said to nobody while slowly turning the camera. “Bloop,” Mark interrupted and did a silent laughter towards your direction. “Mark Tuan,” you mouthed, your index finger snapping upwards to shush him. You needed this footage for your personal report for the study. “Why can’t I be in there,” he whispered, slightly putting his finger to the camera frame. “Stop,” you mouthed again, making angry faces at him. “Go sit at the couch, I’ll be done in no time,” you whispered back, pointing towards the couch.

“LALALALA,” Mark couldn't stay silent so he was making unnecessary noises behind your camera. “I wanna be in it,” he frowned, just trying to mess with you. You rolled your eyes, Mark was being too cute to handle with his pouting and childish acts to gain (and ruin your footage) your attention. “I can always do this another time,” you thought, a devilish smile creeping onto your face.

read part one [here]

“Hey! Wait up!” you hear someone calling after you, panting. You creased your brows, who in the world is out of class? Only you were out because the class everyone was having is too unappealing to you. “JB?” you answered your own curiosity by turning towards his direction. The both of you have been really close lately, considering he kept asking about your past, seeing if you remembered him. “Yes, hi,” he grinned widely, thinking you halted your steps just to wait for him. “What’s the matter?” you asked, must be something that keeps him away from his lessons before mocks.

He ruffles his hair hesitatingly, “not much actually, just wanted to walk with you, if that’s alright?” You pretended to think about it before nodding, “sure.” His smile crept up, another chance to ask about the incident! “So.....how was your 6th grade like?” he initiated the conversation. Oh god, you could feel him being desperate for this! “What about it?” you retaliated, trying to make him say it. “Did anyone fancy you back then?” he asked carefully, trying not to trigger anything sad. “Oh no, not really.” “Huh, well that’s a lie. You probably didn't know,” he said, shaking his head. “Well, I did fancy somebody,” you intentionally mentioned. “And what did you do?” “For starters, he called me ‘pathetic’ so I was greatly affected as I’ve always told you,” you said to him, purposely telling him about it. He seemed flustered at your reply, gulping discreetly.

“It was probably just a dare he couldn't back down because it was necessary. You know, in the cool gang and all,” he reasoned undoubtfully. “And why would he say that to a girl who is just trying to express her attraction?” you smiled devishly, waiting for him to say. “I don't know.” “Well, 6th grade wasn't an age for me to date anyway,” you tried to loosen up. Yes, you wanted to know why he wanted to know your past so eagerly but you don't want it to be so awkward. He hummed as a response and it was silence. He skipped an important class for this and the silence was killing him. 

“So, Jaebum,” you started. He widened his eyes, turning to you abruptly, what did you just call him? “W-What did you just say?” he stuttered, no one has called him Jaebum for years, there it was. “I mean, JB. Yes. JB,” you tried to cover up, it just slipped your mouth honestly. “No, you called my name,” he squinted his eye, he wouldn't mishear it! “Jaebum,” there was no use trying to hide that you were the girl that he called pathetic when you confessed. “Good god,” he breathed, shutting his eyes. “Yes, hello,” you answered sarcastically. “I guess I’m less pathetic now?” you joked, sure he was a total jerk years ago but after recently, he was not as bad. “Let me explain,” he shook his hand, taking a deep breath.

“First, I’m sorry for calling you ‘pathetic’. Second, to respond to your confession back then, the truthful one is I really really really like you too. Third, it was a stupid dare from my so-called friends because they knew you were going to confess to me. The news slipped from your best friend-” “I knew it,” you interrupted, you knew something was wrong because Jaebum looked as if he was waiting for it that day. “-Fourth, no one ever called me Jaebum because I only like it if you address me like that, not anyone else. Fifth, the Nora girl you saw that day was just a fake. Sixth, can we please start over?” he said all of those in one shot, not even taking a few breathes. “It’s okay,” you replied him finally. “Wait, you’re forgiving me?” he responded accordingly. “You always told me that the word ‘pathetic’ affects you,” he scratched the back of his head. Yes, the word did give you quite an impact but 6th grade stuff is 6th grade stuff, you had to move on. “It’s cool,” you shrugged casually.

“So do you still have feelings for me after that?” he questioned. “Sure, for the rest of the year but you were labelled as ‘the jerk’ and I’ve switched schools after that, if you noticed,” you exhaled deeply, finally the unsolved problem was done. “I did, what I meant was after you switched.” He blew his hair away from his eyes, his combed up hair was droopy. You laughed at him which made him chuckle too, “I missed that.” “Miss what?” “Your laugh,” he answered swiftly. “You...liked me back then?” it was your turn to question. “Of course I did,” he smiled, finding for his phone in his pockets. “Here, look at this,” he opened the case for his phone and took out the folded picture. It was you smiling to the camera and him sleeping in class. “Our candid photo together!” he exclaimed, his eyes smiling as well. “You had this for all these years?” you asked, shocked, how could this be? “No, not really. I had it pinned somewhere over the walls of my room. Only important stuff on it,” he winked and you rolled your eyes.

“Let’s start over?” he suggested, putting out his hand. You shook it, “hi, I’m ____, and I used to really really like you.” He smirked slightly, his smile taking over his face after that, “hi, I’m Jaebum and I still really really really like you.”

read part one [here]

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It was the third time you rang the door. Jinyoung wasn’t answering, let alone letting you in. He was supposed to be at home, he never goes out on a Monday, never. You gave up eventually, no one was answering anything. You walked to a bench nearby and sat, scrolling boringly through your phone. Out in a blue, you see Jinyoung coming out through the door, well-washed and dressed but something seemed wrong. His face no longer has the bright smile, his expression was cold, doubtful. You stood up, wanting to approach him. But a thought struck you, why didn't he answer the door?

Jinyoung wasn't answering your calls nor replying your texts. A few times the both of you see each other in the same place, he avoided you before you could even speak. You felt really empty because you used to hang out with him everyday. You would consider yourself clingy but Jinyoung was just as attached. He called you every morning to make sure you were early awake and called at night, to make sure you slept early. “Let’s go out this evening” you decided to message him one last time before approaching him directly. You texted him again, “you must answer me or else” and he replied almost instantly. “no thanks” You would’ve thought it was a rude response but his gentle tone rung through your mind. 

“Just this once” You messaged him again, putting sad faces at the end. “See you then” he texted back but this text message sounded so uninterested. You walked home, sighing. Jinyoung was your core of happiness but what had happened? He was there during your saddest days, “cheer up, there are lots of other things to be happy about.” His words were light, guiding you through the darkest. “Well, he isn't the man for you then.” “Here’s ice cream to cheer you up, although I strongly object this cold food.” “Now, look at me. I’m the man in your life now.” You didn't know he would be such an impact to you. He wasn’t like your ex, Jinyoung taught you to be independent, you could even go by your days without him. But you have no idea why he avoided you, that’s why you are so desperate right now.

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You were at the same bench you were on this morning. You were swinging your legs that were off the ground, just waiting for him to come. Jinyoung slowly walked towards you, his face emotionless while he approached. You noticed him and turned your vision towards him. You smiled and automatically he smiled back and it broke your heart. You never realised how much you missed him, his smile, his face, his presence. His eye wrinkles were obvious, but he felt so tired, his smile no longer radiated the joyous aura. “So...what’s wrong?” he started. And that did it, the exact same words that he said when he came to comfort you the first time. 

You cried. You cried your eyes out. “No.....I’m sorry, I hope I didn't do anything wrong. I’m sorry, really sorry.....I’ll change, I promise. Don’t ignore me.....please don’t....” you sobbed while apologising. You had your hands covering your eyes and tried your best to stop. Jinyoung was calm and his heart too, was hurt. He didn't realise that he was causing you such sadness. He just wanted to distance himself so you could do whatever you want. If he was around, you needed to care for what he thinks and he wanted you not to. “I-Why are you apologising?” he asked softly, his arms around you, protective. It hurt him to see the woman of his love breaking down in front of him.

You caught your breath and spoke, “you...were avoiding me.” He sighed, “well, don’t you have your boyfriend to attend to?” He spoke in such gentleness in his tone, afraid of hurting you. “B-Boyfriend?” you questioned him, what boyfriend? The only close-to-boyfriend is right here, beside you. “Your ex? I saw you hugging him that day.” You managed to snort a laugh, “of course not! I pushed him away after that and asked him to-” “No don't say it,” he stopped you, trying not to hear it. “-to screw off,” you continued anyway, watching his reaction. He sighed deeply, he hated how people uses rude words to express themselves. “Oh my god,” he said but you didn't know if he meant your words or the misunderstanding.

“I’m sorry,” Jinyoung apologised, ruffling his hair. “i shouldn't have assumed things and make you feel wrong about yourself. By the way, you are the best person in the whole wide world and you don't have to change,” he coughed inwardly at his sudden compliment towards you. You took this chance, “actually...I like you a little more....” He looked at you, sincerely with his eyes, “me too....” So you linked your arms with his, rubbed your dried tears and spoke, “well then, I guess we got our problems settled?” Jinyoung snickered, “not until I ask you to be my girlfriend,” he was being cheeky. 

“The boy was overthinking,” he repeated what he said the other day. “Because the girl never wanted her ex back,” you continued. “And they lived happily ever after,” Jinyoung smiled, looking longingly at you. Finally, you are his...not officially but still. “You know what?” you looked at him. He nudged his head and you held him closer. “Let’s watch the drama together.”

hello! yes your request makes sense :p thank you for requesting and enjoy~ (split into two parts!)

You Are The One I Want (Jinyoung) pt 1

“And one day, her ex-boyfriend came back and they broke up,” Jinyoung was explaining the storyline of this drama he was currently watching. “Well, this plot is sad. Stop watching it,” you advised, shrugging your arms which was linked with his. “But in the end, she gets back with her best friend. And they live happily ever after,” he continued, his lips protruding. “But you’re just at the first few episodes!” you exclaimed. “Yeah but they’ll end up together because the girl never even wanted her ex back. The boy was overthinking,” he sounded so determined about how the drama goes. “Hmm, okay then,” you commented and slightly loosened your grip on his arm. Jinyoung and you have been best friends since forever but it was all thanks to a somebody….who you hope you’d never mention again.

He was walking you to the café, you needed to meet one of your new collaboration partner. Sure, you were responsible and hardworking but you never expected someone to intentionally request to work with you, stating your name crystal clear to your manager. Jinyoung gave you a pat on your head and unwillingly shrugged off your touch. He liked you but you weren’t sure because you knew he was a kind guy to everyone so what makes you think he’s treating you a little better? You had his scarf around your neck just in case the new-comer was intimidating. You were late but the person you were supposed to meet was even later. Huh, this was really odd, if this person desperately wanted to meet you, shouldn’t he or she be here early?

You took a seat at the far-most corner, it was your habit. “Excuse me,” someone interrupts you while you were planning to text Jinyoung. It took you exactly 10 seconds to recognise this voice. No. No. No, this mustn’t be. “____?” his tone was soft and fragile. Lie, it’s a trap. “I missed you dearly,” he breathed, and you were stunned at that moment. The words sounded so sincere, so believable but you reminded yourself that this was all another trick of his. Once, it is a mistake. Twice, it is his trickery. Thrice, you are foolish. Never will you fall for this ever again. “Please don’t,” you said sternly as his arms came closer to you. You swept off his skinship towards you but out of nowhere, he brought you into his embrace. His coat was warm but this wasn’t the warmth you seek, it was Jinyoung’s. Normally, anyone would be touched by this action but your heart was solid ignorant to this. You see Jinyoung outside the café, he was gasping or anything. He was just staring, blinking, staring, blinking, staring. You could see him parting his lips slightly to exhale. He must be thinking what rational reaction should you have because he has always told you to think kind, think nice. That is what he is thinking……….right?

Jinyoung was walking away, heading to a flower shop. Maybe today is the day when he confessed? It felt so right, so in place today. But a figure walked past him, slightly bumping into him and he turned to see. This jerk, this jerk that broke your heart. He wanted to thank him on the other hand, it was because of him who brought you and him closer than ever. It was him who helped Jinyoung realise his feelings which were bottled up. The thought came out so suddenly, he should follow this jerk. In no way possible he was the one who was to meet you, this mustn’t be. He trailed him, just casually walking with hands tucked into his pockets. He entered the café, bingo! He knew where to go, the far-most corner. “No,” he whispered to himself when you turned to face him. You eyes gave out for a few seconds before turning back into the eyes of the girl Jinyoung adored. You were stern, very stern. He was just staring at you, his heart probably pounding faster than yours. What if she gives in, what if she wants him back? That jerk hugged you, but you didn’t have any responses. Jinyoung, out of his control, cursed in discourage. This can’t be, you were so close to becoming his….so close. 

He walked away. Jinyoung walked away. He probably didn’t notice you looking at him, he had his eyes on this difficult man over here. “Screw off, will you?” you pushed him hard enough to disconnect the touch and went out of the café in a breeze. “Jinyoung!” you called out. He was far off at a distance, far enough not to hear your call. But this was the thing, he would respond even if it was a mile away. Call it crazy but it worked. Now, you started to sense something wrong. You ran faster, closer to him. He was just an arm’s reach and you called out to him again. “Hey,” you spoke but he didn’t even turn to face you. Of course you were stubborn to call him and not go beside him. You see him taking out his phone but he instantly pressed the “cut” button. That’s when you realised he had his earphones in…….and that soothed your heart a little. But wait…why did he hung up your call? 

You see him typing something with his phone. And your phone beeped. “I’m really sorry” it said. You typed a message, thinking of sending it out but it was a dumb move. You should’ve went to him just now, at the start. You deleted your message and looked up, no one at sight. This time, you called him. No more sense of playfulness, you could feel something was up. Please, Jinyoung, please pick up. “The number you are calling is unavailable, please call again later” you sighed an kept your phone. Little did you know, Jinyoung was just nearby your sight, staring at you while his heart was at the verge of breaking.

Request: Could you please do like a reaction thing where the boys (hyung line) (you can do maknae line too if you want) are like your bff and when will they realise they have a huge crush? Like when and how they react? Hope you understand! thankssss!! (i accidentally deleted the request but here’s what it roughly stated) 

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Jaebum: He would definitely be teasing you. He had just messed up your hair and you shriek in a really annoyed manner. “You still look....nice,” he bursts out laughing at your reaction. “Good gracious,” you hum, using your hands to smooth your hair back. You turn away as you’ve reached your destination, “good bye dumb bum,” you joke after he’s done laughing and snorts at him. “See you,” he would stick his hand in his pants pocket and do you slight click at his teeth. He walks the other way after you’re in the gate. “Oh wait....” he’d forget to tell you that he’s going to pick you up at what time. He would walk back casually and suddenly halts when he sees another man messing up your hair. “Stop!” you half-whined, showing the total opposite of what reaction you gave him when he did it a moment ago. Aegyo? On a man other than me? Aren’t I your best friend? Where’s the aegyo for me? “Shit,” he mutters the same time he shuts his eyes, taking a long deep breath. I like her? No way, no, never. But he sees you walking with the man and chatting so happily, his heart burns in jealousy. “Ha ha ha,” he says them sarcastically when he spins his feet at the other direction. Calm your shit, Im Jaebum. It’s just a crush, nothing more. As he tells that to himself, he’s texting you: “after you’re done, COME TO ME IMMEDIATELY NO TALKING TO OTHER MEN :-)”

Mark: It would be harder for him to realise because of his chill and ignorant nature. In my opinion, it’ll be more obvious and easier if you were hanging out with a close friend of his. “You’re here,” he smiles ever so brightly at your arrival. You entered the dorm and sat while he goes and gets some beverage. But when he got back with two drinks, for you and him, he sees you talking to Jinyoung and Jackson. “No fricking way,” you exclaim while the both of them tell you some gossips. Mark will squint his eyes, scanning at the interaction. I invited her, she’s supposed to be having fun with me. Not them but me. Hello, I’m right here?! This is when dominant Mark comes in with a hint of fluent and sarcastic English in his head. “What’s so funny?” he fakes his laughs and try to make Jackson scoot over so he could be right beside you, “move,” he would say under his breath so you wouldn't hear. “Hyung, could you get two more glasses of drinks for me and sseun?” Jinyoung asks and he couldn't reject because he’ll be giving a bad image to you. “Sure,” he replies, gritting his teeth. On his way to the fridge, he realises he has a thing for you. “Oh good,” he comments while pouring it into glasses. But he’d just suddenly realise how much he liked you always and now he finally figured it all out, thanks to both of his fellow mates. “Well, you’re screwed,” he tells himself because he had once told you that he wanted nothing more than just being friends.

Jackson: Very high key, very. The place was crowded and he has his arm behind you in a distance, just in case you trip and fall. He is originally a really sweet guy so this is just the normal routine. “Ladies first,” he winks at you, when it’s finally your turn to enter the place. “Don’t mind if I do,” you reply as took your time to walk in the heels. “Careful,” he warns and you sort of wobbled and he snickered playfully while reacting really quickly (but discreet) to catch you. You roll your eyes at his behaviour of laughing, a goofy best friend indeed. A man abruptly pushes him from the back to enter. “Hey!” he shouts, annoyed at his actions. “Ladies first,” he repeats calmly and faced back to you. In the place, the music was blasting. “I’ll be back,” he excuses himself and retreats to the loo. He returns to find the man from earlier hitting on you. He fumes, especially when you giggled at some dumb pick up line he tried. Seriously? On my woman? He scoffs before realising what he addressed you as, ‘his woman’. “I knew it,” he sighs inwardly, he suspected if he had actual feelings for you and this proved it. But this jerk had got to go. “Excuse you,” he grins while pushing the man. “Hey! You’re the ladies first guy,” the man says. This jerk might be a jerk but Jackson totally agrees on his taste of women. “Yes, my lady,” he smiles widely, putting an arm over your shoulders and brought you closer to him. If there’s anyone to protect you, it’ll be him.

Jinyoung: Lots of self-convincing that he doesn’t like you. Both of you are in the library, doing some weekly reading. He’s showing you some of the good jokes or puns he’d find in the book he’s reading. Some people glared at the snorts of laughter that the both of you try to suppress and he gestures you to that he’ll take away the book. You nod in agreement and resumed reading this novel that you found in the shelfs. Jinyoung reads a romance genre novel and it was the part where the boy tries his best to find this discontinued book which the girl wanted. He looks up to you suddenly while your eyes focused on the book. So beautiful.... What did I do to deserve her? He contemplates really throughout before remembering that he isn’t dating you at all. “Oh god,” he exhales deeply at his own, has he already thought you were his? But you are his best friend! He presses his lips in a fine line. No, I can’t like her. I won’t have time for her. You don’t like her, Park Jinyoung. You don’t. You just really like her accompany and existence. The more he rejects the feeling, the more he thought about it. He didn’t want you to get the hint that he liked you, just in case you liked him back because he knows he has no time to make you feel as loved. He’s constantly away for his career and he doesn't like you getting hurt. I don't like her, I don't. Stern warnings to himself but he still can’t take his eyes off you, just a few more glimpse won’t hurt, right...? Maybe he could like you and confess when he’s settled, so he doesn't like like you for now.....

hii! you must’ve stopped waiting for your request a long time ago, i’m so so sorry! :-( but if you happen to see this somehow, i hope i wrote it a little better bcs when you requested this, my writing sucked more (it still sucks now hahah) thank you for requesting! ^^

“Oh my god, could you just stand still,” Mark rolled his eyes whilst holding his phone horizontally, trying to focus it on you. You were fixing your hair and straightening your clothes, everything must be on point when taking a picture! “Just trying to bring out the best of me,” you said through your flashing teeth, posing for the picture. Mark scoffed, “you are already the best,” which made you burst out laughing at his witty response, and by that, he snapped the picture. You didn’t really check your photos when Mark takes them because he would assume that you didn’t trust his skills. “Beautiful candid,” Mark commented inwardly, checking the picture. 

The crowd were already far away from the both of you. Mark was on a break and all the members travelled here to take a vacation and now, his family and the members were in disneyland LA, taking pictures and enjoying the children rides, especially Bambam and Jackson. “Makes me feel so young,” Jackson fake-sniffed after taking the children train ride. He barely fitted in his seat but he insisted. “You’re still young!” Papa Tuan remarked at his statement. It was until this pretty background of the cartoons spray paint on the wall that made you and Mark fall behind the group.

“We are left behind,” you urged, grabbing onto the hem of his tshirt and fastened your pace. Mark caressed your fingers, before halting your steps, “let’s just have a time alone, shall we?” You nodded at his idea, now holding his hand and looked around. Mark snaked his arm around your waist, expecting a significant response but you didn’t take notice. He stared at your side profile, still waiting. “This has been the millionth time you’ve held me this close, Mark Tuan,” you told him, slightly smirking at his reaction. “And even closer,” he whispered playfully before erupting into a subtle laugh. You blushed lightly, not enough to show, “you did not just.” 

The both of you walked around together, snacking here and there while taking numerous couple photos. “Meet up for food later, enjoy your alone time with our sister-in-law ;-)” Jinyoung texted him, adding a seemingly meaningless wink face at the end. You squinted your eyes at the text, it might or might not be from Jinyoung, nobody knows for sure. “You hear…see him, let’s enjoy our alone time,” Mark repeated casually, draping his arms around your shoulders. Both of you took rides and roller coasters, which was a choice of his. “Love the kinship, y’know,” he winked when you questioned him about his sudden request for the overly-exciting choice of rides. 

“Mooooooooommmyyyyy,” you screamed. You had no idea why such an extreme ride was here in a child’s world. You held onto Mark’s arm but he was too busy screaming himself to take notice. When the ride stopped, you muttered continuously, “and how do kids ride this….” when a staff heard you, “there’s this height measuring rule so…” You nodded embarrassingly at her answer. Mark was out of his soul when you both exited, you even had to wave your hand in the air in front of his face to get him to talk. “Wait why didn’t grab onto me when it’s as scary as you said?” he asked you suddenly. You weren’t even telling him anything about the ride. “I did,” you said, linking your arms around his. “Damn, I missed it,” he murmured under his breath. 

“There they are,” Joey, Mark’s brother announced when both parties coincidentally met up. You smiled cheerily as they approached but Mark was still sulky over the fact that he didn’t feel your touch on the ride previously. “Mark,” you nudged his forearm lightly, telling him to snap out of it. “Bro,” he immediately responded when Joey and his girlfriend were a few steps ahead of the crowd, greeting the both of you first. “How was it? The few hours of solo time, eh?” Joey teased his brother, while her girlfriend was initiating a conversation with you. “It has been hours??!” Mark exclaimed, it only felt like an hour at most. He checked his phone for the time and noticed how much the number of photos grew and they were all silly pictures of you and him. “Time flies when you’re having fun,” Mark arched his eyebrows as he commented.

All of you were getting food next and Papa Tuan suggested a good restaurant nearby. You settled down beside Mark and ordered food. The table was packed and joyous, everyone was chatting away while waiting for the food to arrive at the table. “Look here!” Mark yelled halfway through the conversation. He was sitting at a far end so at that angle, it was perfect to take a full group shot. You wrapped your hands at the side of his cheeks, making him look like a pouty chipmunk while he took the shot. He chuckled at the picture and kissed your forehead briefly after looking at how intimate and loving the both of you are in the photo, like a real married couple.

You checked your phone when the notification of @mtuan93 tweeted, you had his notifs switched on since forever. “I can’t feel my face when I’m with you, but I love it” his tweet wrote while attached with it was the group shot of a genuine happy family. 

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“What the heck are these?” Mark yelled from your room and stormed right in front of you. “Calm down, jeez,” you commented at his tone, he had this habit of raising his voice when he gets all frustrated and it annoys you. “These,” he spat, shoving the crumpled papers in front of your face, expanding his palms to give you a better picture. “Umm, my unwanted paper work?” you scoffed, why is he so mad at the bunch of papers? “Open them,” he instructed angrily, his brows twitching at his anger. 

You unwrapped the paper and stared at them. Your heart sank a little deeper, these were the papers that made you feel out of space, so unworthy. “Get lost you pig” “Stop dating my oppa you little” the first two were harsh but you’ve seen worse. You choked on your thick saliva, feeling the sudden sadness but you wouldn't show it. “Well? Explain,” he stood still, his expression was stiff from the wrath he’s feeling. How dare you not tell him that you were receiving hate for loving him? How dare you not tell him that you were facing all these negativity for being by his side, supporting. How dare you not tell him that your love for him was causing you to receive backlash?

“I can handle this myself,” you reasoned, your brows slightly arching to hide your sudden discouragement. “No, you won’t,” Mark interrupted, his tone was loud and demanding, very much unlike his usual self. Why was he raising his voice so much? You were a bit taken aback but your personality was like him, a lit fire underneath the quiet and silent character. “Yes, I can,” you repeated yourself, your tone just as matching as his. “You don't get it, don't you?” he scoffed, squinting his eyes. Never before he had felt this necessary protective behaviour towards you. He had never thought people will make you feel bad for loving him, it was his idea to publicise this but why are you the one to face all of this?

“I can bloody get this,” you stood up next to him, throwing your hands in the air. Why the heck is he making this hard for you? Why can’t he just let it go? “Just tell me about this if you receive these again,” Mark was trying to be calmer but his tone and expressions weren’t any softer. “These do not concern you,” you were agitated. Mark thought you would compromise and agree with his suggestion but you didn't, what were you thinking to say these doesn't concern him? You, you matter to him. He was frustrated, he couldn't get why you wouldn't understand. Everything was heated, this argument, his words, your words, his head was throbbing. Mark sucked in a deep breath, his expression hardening and he threw his hands up into his hair in frustration. That was it.

You flinched. You flinched the second his arms moved upwards. You flinched so swiftly. You flinched. Mark almost let out a cry, he was heartbroken by your reaction. You could see a little tears swelling up, he wasn't crying, he was just really shocked that you thought he would hit you. You didn't realised your eyes were pouring out tears, it was your initial reaction to flinch, you never thought you would think he would hit you. “No,” Mark breathed desperately, immediately going to embrace you. “No, I won’t,” he whispered in your hear as your tears continue pouring out. He smoothed your hair and cooed you. You feel his arms around you and you had no idea why you flinched, did Mark really looked like he would hit you?

You were now breathing slowly with Mark’s arms constantly patting you. “I will never,” he kept repeating himself, he would never ever hurt you. He was furious at the fact that you were hiding all the hate letters from his fans but he was even more furious at the fact that he, himself, made you flinched in fear. “I’m sorry, I would never,” he whispered gently as he pamper kisses on your forehead. “I’m sorry, I would never,” he repeated as he rocks you slightly, his arms still around you protectively.