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[10:22pm]
mark’s fingers toyed with the edges of your maroon thong, teasing, sweet, humming along to Zayn’s Entertainer playing in the background. the neon lights at the head of your bed drenched everything in a deep purple shade, spilling over the rise and fall of mark’s sweatpants.
“hey,” he said quietly, his words almost swallowed up in the soft lust and cryptic innocence. “i — i know we said this wasn’t exclusive, but i got something for you.”
you turned to look at his face, a frown on yours, but you let him continue.
he sat up on the bed and reached for his bag, and rummaged around in it till he found what he was looking for. you sat up as well, still looking at him in a sort of amused confusion.
“here,” he said, opening the box. “i thought — i thought it would look pretty on you.”
he pulled out a little delicate gold chain with the word amor clasped in the centre, studded with the prettiest diamonds and reached over to lay it across the soft skin of your neck.
“mark, i —”
“do you like it?” he asked, his eyes meeting yours for the first time in a while.
you smiled a little at the boy in front of you. he looked so breathlessly innocent right now — his doe eyes wide open in question, his bottom lip between his teeth — it was impossible to say no to him, whatever it was.
“I do, mark lee,” you smiled, running your fingers against the cool metal on your neck. “it reminds me of you.”
mark let out a little chuckle and ran his hands through his hair. he pulled you against his bare chest, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“because i’m so pretty?” he asked.
you laughed, reaching over to pat his cheek.
“absolutely,” you said, letting him press a soft kiss to your neck.