CATEGORY. filo mini smau, fluff, crack, band au, bandmate!mark, guitarist!mark
WARNINGS. language
SUMMARY. kung saan may gusto manghingi ng number mo and your bandmate mark seems… not too happy about it?
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5
NOTE. naaalala niyo pa ba au na to … JUNE PA TAPOS PART NA TO SORRY HINDI KO NAPOST 😭 may kasunod pa to hehe five parts na gagawin ko dito :D di nga lang uli alam kelan uupdate WAHAHAHAHA (try this week pero no promises 🤞🏼) also… i wrote this before the m*tty healy drama im sawry he is so stinky pero di ko na to nabago 😭
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— [16 : 09 HRS] "Babe, what the actual hell is this?"
Y/n tore her eyes away from gazing at a statue as she looked behind to her boyfriend, a disgusted look on his face as he stared at a painting displayed on the wall. He had lowered his camera, his nose was scrunched up, his eyebrows raised. The sunlight that creeped from the windows in the ceiling glittered in his soft hair. She watched him carefully instead of the painting, and his lips curled into a embarrassed smile as he turned to her. "Like, for real, what the actual fuck?"
She snapped out of her daze and looked at the painting. "What?"
He raised a finger and one of eyes twitched as he whispered to her, "They're....naked."
She let out a giggle as she smacked his arm, "Mark, it's art! Don't shame!"
"No, I'm serious!" He tried to bury his childish smile by biting his lips, the twinkle in his eyes was definitely not serious. "I mean, okay, sure, you do you, but like?"
He shrugged, tilting his head as he stared at the framed artwork. "I mean, weird kink but okay."
"Mark," she whispered, squeezing his arm, "Shut up, people are staring."
"Ayo, really?"
He tried looking around, and she watched the reflection of what he saw shine in his brown eyes. Her soft heart fluttered as he looked back at her. "Stop kidding, there's no one."
She didn't reply.
"Y/n?"
"You're so cute, oh my god."
His cheeks turned red as he tried to not smile. "W-What? Shut up!" He nagged at her in a high-pitched voice, "People are watching, Y/n!"
She laughed at him. He cleared his throat, "But, like, dude, we should get out of here, there's nothing but nude statues and paintings."
"Mark!"
"You pervert!"
She stood on her toes and gave him a soft kiss on his nose. Her eyes twinkled as she laced her fingers in his and pulled him towards the exit, and Mark kept rubbing his face to hide the blush that creeped onto his face.
"Hey, Y/n," he whispered as they made their way across crowds of people.
"If walking into museums means that you're gonna give me a kiss, how far is the next one?"
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You look up from your textbook to see a rosy-cheeked Mark standing in front of you, uncertainty in his eyes. Nodding, you silently urge him to continue.
“Here?” he asked, his eyes nervously darting around at the other students quietly studying in the library, “Right, so anyway… Iknowwe’rebestfriendsbutIreallylikeyouandwantustobemorethanfriends”
“What? Slow down, Mark”
“Right, umm...I really like you, and I was wondering if we could be more than friends… maybe?” he says again, his ears bright red and his eyes trained on his shoes, unable to meet yours. “Ifnotthatsoktoo—“
“Mark”
“Yeah?”
“You’re rambling again.”
“Yeah…”
A pretty pink dusts your cheek, “I like you too.”
His eyes widen at your words, “Really?”
You nod shyly.
“Umm, so now what?”
“What?”
“Like… what do I do now?”
“I don’t know, you confessed to me….”
“Honestly, I didn’t plan on getting this far. I thought I was going to combust in the middle of confessing….”
You throw your head back in laughter at the seriousness of his voice, and Mark swears he hasn’t seen a more beautiful sight.
Yes I’m a simp for Mark Lee 🥺🥰. Inspired by my confusion of what happens after confessions 🤔.
“So, Mark, can you tell us what this song is about?” you ask with a soft smile. All around him, the members chuckle deeply, sending him knowing looks, smirks and raised eyebrows.
“Well, the song uh…” he paused. “The song is about, th-the vibe that you get from um, another p-person, ahem, sorry..”
“Come on, man, just tell her what the song is about?” Johnny feigned a whine and a pout.
“Yeah, Mark, what’s the song about?” Jaehyun added. Soon enough the six other members joined in on the teasing until he finally snapped.
“Sex!” Mark yelled, throwing his hands in the air frantically. “Sex, the song is about when you have sex for so long all you want to do is sleep after. God,” the boy stood up and walked away, ears burning red.
Mark: HELP URGENT what do i need to damage to prevent facial recognition???
(Read at 4:10pm.)
Jaemin: Amygdala
Mark: THANK YUO
Mark: YOU
mark pushes his glasses higher up his nose bridge and pulls himself in his wheelie chair closer into his desk. his fingers find the keyboard in front of him and resume an excited pace, his eyes darting across his screen, getting lost in his own story.
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[00:17] best friend!Mark x gn!reader, fluff, slight crack, mentions of food
It was a casual Saturday morning and as usual, you were eating breakfast with your best friend at the restaurant across your apartment block. It was like a ritual the two of you had established, a way of kick-starting the weekend with a good vibe.
"Aren't you sick of eating the same pancakes every Saturday morning?", Mark questions as he munches on a waffle. "Aren't you sick of eating with the same person at the same place every Saturday?", you retort and he rolls his eyes. "Did you just compare yourself to pancakes?", he laughs, "Because if you did, then you have already lost this convo, dear Y/N".
"Excuse you, mister Tuan, pancakes are one of the few successful human creations to have ever graced Earth, and so am I", you say with a mocking pout. "I agree with the pancakes, the latter part is questionable". "I hate you, Tuan", "No, you hate my guts", Mark replies and you both laugh.
"Jokes aside and to answer your question, no, I'm not tired of eating the same pancakes, especially these pancakes, 'cause they are my favorites", you point to your fork with a piece of maple syrup-covered pancake. "Want a bite?", you offer the fork and Mark leans forward and eats it, humming in satisfaction.
"I guess that answers your question, too", he says with a smile. "So you eat here every Saturday because the food is your favorite?", you raise an eyebrow and Mark chuckles. "Well, that's not the main reason", "Then what's the main reason?"'
"I get to see my favorite person every Saturday morning".
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Author's note: This marks (pun intended) the first Got7 fic in this blog! And on that note, happy birthday to our Markie Poo <3
pairings: Reader x Winwin/Sicheng, Johnny and Mark (side characters)
rating: 16+
warnings: sexual innuendos, cursing, suggestive scenarios
genre: comedy, pure crack more potent than the white stuff
synopsis: Johnny and Mark caught you and Sicheng doing ....
word count: 1,045
a/n: Mentioning @nctcreations, @kpopscape, @neo-the-stars-net, @nct-writers in case the tags don’t work. I don't even know what is this but I laughed while writing it. Unedited and not proof-read, I don't know where to find a beta, cries. So please excuse the mistakes. - xo aria
The slam of the door alerted Johnny and Mark of Sicheng's arrival in their shared apartment. Enjoying the Friday night after all-nighters, procrastination, and caffeine-induced mornings, the two are sprawled on the couch, boxes of pizzas and empty soda cans littering the coffee table, and a suspense movie playing on the television. Reaching where the two was, Sicheng announced unceremoniously:
"Johnny hyung, Mark. ________ is coming here tomorrow. Just wanna tell you." twisting open the doorknob to his room, Sicheng abruptly entered it leaving them staring at the closed door.
"Hyung what does 'Just wanna tell you'," Mark did a double air quote with a baffled face," implies?"
"- and with a glare too Mark," Johnny added in a skeptical voice, scratching his chin in deep thought looking like a man in his thirties experiencing a mid-life crisis.
As if the proverbial lightbulb that was floating above their heads switched on and they have the gift of telepathy. They look at each other as if in sync; eyes wide like they had an epiphany.
"You thinking, what I am thinking?" Mark asked to which Johnny retorted:
"They're gonna get it on right?"
"You bet they will, maybe Sicheng gege wants us to leave the two of them alone, to have some sexy time," Mark concluded.
"Well fuck that, tomorrow is a Saturday. I am not going anywhere." Johnny said determined.
You and Sicheng have been going out for six months now, not counting the months he spent courting you. Every Saturday he makes sure to clear his schedule and bring you out on dates, to compensate for the time he wasn't able to, during weekdays due to course works and other curricular activities. During the first few months, the two of you will go out and spend the day frolicking outdoors with an itinerary and set of activities planned but lately, you two have been so tired of planning excursions every Saturdays, plus one downside of it is - it sucks both of your wallets dry. Being two broke college kids you two decided instead to coop up in your apartment every Saturday, trying a new baking recipe, replicating trendy drinks at the cafes (which sometimes turn out good or completely inedible), and doing other couples stuff. Unfortunately, the heater at your apartment broke and the landlord said that he will fix it this Saturday which will hinder your plans of trying a new baking recipe. Left with no choice you and Sicheng have agreed to spend the upcoming Saturday in his place - shared between him, Johnny, and Mark.
The sunlight streams in the room and bathed both Johnny's and Mark's figure in comfortable warmth. Johnny sat up in his bed in a lethargic state, still half asleep, he proceeded to rub his eyes. Meanwhile, on the other bed, Mark was stretching his arms to the high heavens yawning. The moment of serenity didn't last long for there was a loud clatter that suspiciously sounds like plates and mugs cluttering to the floor which rendered both men to fully rouse out of their half undead states. The next thing they heard was you screaming:
"Sicheng, harder, faster." Johnny and Mark looked at each other mortified.
"Of all places why in the kitchen?!" Johnny exclaimed frustrated by the idea of someone doing the deed in their shared kitchen space. He stood up in rage ready to reprimand the two of you for doing such a vile act. He stormed his way to the kitchen with Mark in tow. What greeted him was nothing short of what he was expecting.
Sicheng was holding a mixing bowl in his arm while his other hand is whisking away, like a madman possessed, emitting grunting sounds. You were cheering him on by the side: "Harder! Faster!"
After a few seconds of Johnny and Mark gaping at you and Sicheng, you have become aware of their presence. You greeted them warmly.
"Johnny! Mark! Would you like some Dalgona Coffee?" You graciously offered them some.
"Ohh Ummm sure. One for Johnny hyung too." Mark replied, flustered.
After having breakfast with dalgona coffee courtesy of Sicheng. Johnny and Mark decided to shoulder lunch and went out to order food at their favorite chicken restaurant. Both of them were excited to go back to the apartment and feast on it ordering two buckets. Closing the door with a bucket of chicken in hand, discarding their shoes to slip on their slippers they suddenly heard your voice.
"It's so hard Sicheng. I don't want to put that anywhere near my mouth." You whined as you poke at the muffin you just have taken off the oven. Johnny and Mark stopped in their tracks.
"________, don't be stubborn open your mouth." Sicheng said in a commanding tone daring you to disobey him. Holding a muffin in his hand, forcing you to taste it. "Sicheng I don't want to..." You whined some more dragging out the last syllable. Johnny looked at Mark who started sweating, eyebrows twitching, fear evident in the younger boy's eyes.
"I didn't know Sicheng ge is a dom." Mark searched for Johnny's eyes. Sicheng was starting to get annoyed by you, so he shoves the muffin past your lips which caused you to have a fit of little coughs."________ doesn't sound like she likes it? It may be non-consensual." Mark added.
"You can swallow now." Sicheng's lower timbre traveled through the kitchen as you took too long to chew the muffin. Sicheng observed your face waiting for your verdict if the muffin is good. Meanwhile, Mark made up his mind that he will not let anyone be the brunt of abuse, regardless if Sicheng is his close friend, he was ready to throw a fist at Sicheng upon reaching the kitchen. Only to find ...
"Oh wow, this tastes so good." You reached for another muffin feeding it to Sicheng. Sicheng instantly became giddy as you praise his muffins.
"Oh, you two want some muffins? Sicheng and I baked it." You noticed both Mark and Johnny standing in a corner mouth agape, faces inscrutable.
"I don't think admiring me while you sit there is enough participation, _______." Sicheng teased you.
"What the hell Sicheng, _______!" Johnny exclaimed while Mark unmoving stood traumatized.
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