| × ` pairing : (ex's) bsf ! mark x reader . angst to fluff, rlly cheesy (as always, i'm an unstable emo for mark lee) oh n johnny's ur ex here hehe why not . wc ; ?? under 1k ig? i literally lost the draft for this before i made myself count n now i can't recount it bc tumblr makes it hard to copy paste work on my phone.. sorry.
mark despised seeing his best friend’s demeanor change. he hated more to see you try for something with no meaning.
and little did you know how he’s been trying to distract you from the wound as much as it didn’t help cover the scars it left.
mark’s persona in contrast to johnny’s had always fascinated you. but you quickly shook that thought away— you didn’t want to stoop that low, to compare both boys who were sworn soul-brothers.
moving away to face him with eyes probably puffier than the cheese balls you two’d eat on movie nights together whenever johnny was working late, you sniff once and mentally make a note to pull yourself together.
you removed yourself from the spot you’d been on mark’s lap, still remaining close to him. he gives you time to collect yourself — another thing you’d been grateful for.
you sat there on the carpet across him, unbotheredly as you could manage, as if you hadn’t been kept to sob on your.. ex boyfriend’s-best friend’s lap the other minute.
mark’s never seen you like this — this torn. and for a second he flinches, he’d been unfair to you as well.
mark had knew from the day he’d come to the conclusion of johnny neglecting his relationship with you, to the day he’d seen you laugh for the first time in ages after you beat him in mario-kart — that he was in love.
for a minute or two he just sits there, contemplating his next actions, settling with caressing your hair.
for you think about it, there’s a lot you owe johnny, even if your efforts to keep whatever you had together was in vain.
you owe it to johnny for letting mark come into your life.
instead of further making you feel like a nuisance or reminding you of your strained relationship with his best friend, he’s there to provide you with solace, no questions asked.
“y/n?” mark cuts the silence, both of you had been seated on the carpet now. you averted your gaze to him from where you’d been seated.
“—do you still remember what you said last friday?” he inquired, voice slightly shaking. you furrowed you brows, trying to recall what he was mentioning.
that night, you’d woken up in your bed despite not having remembering falling asleep there, you’d just shrugged it off assuming johnny had tucked you in.
only, mark had woken you up with a text asking if you’d been fine after being wasted that night.
what had you said to mark?
“er.. yeah. johnny and i,” you were cut off before you could further elaborate.
“yeah— fought again. i know,” mark heaves a hand through his now dye-faded blue-green locks. “typical boyfriend-girlfriend stuff. i know,”
he drops the subject, thank heavens.
unknown to yourself, you smile. you vividly remember that day, he kept his promise of dyeing his hair whichever bizarre color combination you came up with upon losing a bet to you.
without intending to, you let out a silent gasp — you had more memories with mark.
more than those with your own lover.
at first, it takes a while, but when the realization hits you, you no longer try and run from it. something mark’s always asked of you to do.
“whatever happens, don’t neglect your emotions, okay? dude— listen, your craziest emotions are valid too.”
now, those words hit deeper than the wounds they left open.
“mark.” you face him, taking deep breaths. like he always reminded you to.
you think you remember what you said to him that night, but you needed confirmation.
“i think i love you too.”
and before you know it, you’d been pulled back onto his lap, his arms wrapping around you in a tight hold. you had already been sobbing, but you were a mess by now when the boy in front of tou breaks down in your arms. “please say that again.”
god, it was only now that you know just how selfish you’d had been to mark.
“i love you. i’ve honestly loved you for a while now. which is—“ you put your hands up, as if it were to help make you sound any less unreasonable and pathetic for what you were about to say.
“—completely stupid, stupid for me to never realize what i was feeling? i just. i don’t even know,”
you kept on blabbing, afraid for what was to come. but the boy just grins timidly, burying his face into the crook of your neck.
“i didn’t think you’d remember. and even if you did remember, considering.. you and johnny—“ you cut him off abruptly.
“we broke up seven months ago,” you admitted, in a tiny voice.
“—but i guess you didn’t know that, so you were left feeling all that guilt on your own. mark, i’m so sorry.”
“shh, shh, it’s okay,” mark holds his head higher, one of his hands coming up to cup your face softly.
“what you felt then and felt now is valid, you know that right? i was willing to wait as long as you needed to feel what you felt when you and johnny broke it off, and right now—“
your eyes melt into his big brown ones, his gaze on you genuine and gentle.
“—all i need is to get you to heal. how long it takes, i don’t care. i need you, and need you to be for the most.” and in that moment, it didn’t really matter to you that this was your ex boyfriend’s best friend.
it didn’t matter to you that mark was your only own friend either. you were crazy, sure, but hey.
you were ready to love again.
ellievsbear
izzy806
origamiaround
vaporwave
amandla