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his laugh is more of a natural reflex of embarrassment rather than sprung out of the situation being funny (which, it definitely is), and he instinctively leans away from the other male’s drunken behavior.  ❛ we should go, you’re cut off, ❜ he tells adrian.  ❛ i’m not kissing you. ❜

he's surprised. not at the box of objects he noticed her carrying when he coincidentally crossed paths with her, but he’s surprised because he crossed paths with her at all, and in a place like this ramyeon shop. he had originally come here just to grab a quick bite to eat before returning to his hectic schedules, but now he’s found himself momentarily forgetting the main goal of food in favor of spending some time exchanging words with her. it’s not often that he’d get to otherwise.

and of course, he pointed out the box. it looks heavy for her to carry - at least in his opinion - and he wondered why she was bringing it all the way here. not only that, but he wondered what was in it. mark is a lot like a cat sometimes, something he’s admitted in the past, and as such he’s curious about everything even if he shouldn’t be. but with her explanation to his questions, he thinks of an idea.

of course he was playfully tricking her, and his previous facade is cracked with a smile spreading over his lips as he lets out a small laugh. ❛ i’m joking, ❜ he reassures her, bringing a hand up to rub the back of his neck. he had seen the performance once before, and he didn’t and doesn’t have any bad opinions on it. ❛ i think it was good, ❜ he says.

❛ same. just, clearing my head, ❜ he shrugs a little, looking at the other male. ❛ i guess, but i don’t really... ❜ care. well, that would be a lie.  ❛ i don’t think anyone will follow me here. ❜