#tuyien

“shit my brother has said”. ; accepting.

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❝ i don’t believe you. ❞

« Did you see? GCD is said to be releasing a new album, » Mark uttered, his eyebrows knitted in concentration. His thumb slid up on the screen of his iPhone, and the web page moved southwards. « This one is probably going to be dope, » the young idol added, his tone making it clear that even though it was just a rumor, and that nothing was out just yet, Mark was already impressed. And he usually was needing a lot to be impressed. Distractedly, as another page was loading up, the young male glanced down at the female reading some magazine, her head placed down on the American’s lap.

Her face was hidden behind the magazine, and this being kind of disturbing the young Mark, he gently grasped on her wrist to move the female’s hands down and force her out of her observation of the model posing for some pricey underwear. With her pink lips, smooth shiny black hair that was making her pale skin stand out, and her cat eyes, Dohee was what one could call a beauty. A real one. Fine as hell. « Their concept is hella fine, » he muttered. Mark was a little frustrated. And jealous. No one knew what GCD’s members were looking like, except for themselves, and some of their crew. And this mysterious aura was drawing a lot of attention. A bit like the Daft Punk. Who were hella cool already.

The young male locked his phone with one skillfull move and placed the device aside on the couch, slowly sliding down on his butt. He knew that this movement of his would force Dohee to sit up, if she didn’t want to have her face meeting his crotch, or to roll off his lap and the couch in the process. For his lap was now not as safe as a few seconds ago. Mark’s noona moved as expected. Some would be impressed in front of such woman. But the blonde male had been raised in America. It was saying long enough about his education and behavior towards women, may they be older or younger. Hence the next words, who might have seem unrespectful to some Korean. « Come here, » Mark ordered the young female, straightening up on his seat.

His gaze still fixed upon Dohee’s face, Mark brought his hands up to her cheeks, cupping them gently, but firmly, while he’d scoot his butt closer to hers. « I’m going to kiss you, so don’t be a bitch and don’t try to pull away, » now this could be seen as quite unrespectful as well. Not the most engaging way to attract a woman. But Mark wasn’t trying to attract Dohee. He had lips, she had lips, the young idol wanted them to meet. Not wishing to have Dohee be a bitch, as previously said, the next actions had to be done quickly. But properly. Mark’s eyes fell half-lidded and he tipped his head to the side, so his puckered lips would fit over Dohee’s ones. The sudden proximity brought some warmth to his chest and, somehow lost in the tad enjoyable moment, Mark let his thumbs slowly rub over her cheekbones.

A soft sound of content got muffled against Dohee’s lips, sign that Mark might let the kiss last longer than intended, and the pressure applied to the female’s lips grew a little harder. How appreciable. But soon the sudden urge he’d had to kiss the older woman got satisfied, and Mark broke the kiss, a discreet sound marking the exact moment their lips parted. His hands lingered on her cheeks for a split of second, and the very next one, Mark was back to his not so approachable self. He looked away from Dohee to take the magazine she’d been reading, and flip through the pages distractedly. Nothing had happened. « I’m hungry. What do you have to eat in this apartment? »

oh no. did he just mention GCD? shit, dohee, stay calm. this will result in sudden anxiety. but he just seems to be a fan, right? so she should just.. join in on what he says. agree to it, and act innocent, like she’s not one of the members that people are dying to find out. ❝ mm. ❞ she sounds almost unimpressed and recognizes that immediately. needs to try harder with this but also can’t be too .. weird about it. or she’ll definitely give everything away. though it’s unlikely. out of everyone, anyone, why would he think it’s her? granted, it is, but he doesn’t know that. ❝ i’m sure it will be. ❞ slowly, now. don’t trip over your words. don’t let him see the nerves that cause your fingertips to tremor even the slightest. it really is weird. every single time GCD is mentioned she turns into a shaky mess. she just wishes yejun was home instead of out at the gym. he’d take this conversation in the right direction for sure. a hell of a lot better than she could, at least. 

❝ we’ll just have to wait and see, won’t we? ❞ but she doesn’t look up from her magazine just yet. needs these few seconds of privacy to collect herself. and yes, the duo probably would release another album shortly. they’d spent years working in that studio. written so many songs that really, honestly, probably only need to be looked at a few more times, revised a bit, and then could be placed together and ready for release. she swears, ever since they got that studio they’d spent every day in there. desperate to release every single song flowing through their veins and playing within their heads. to get it out somewhere and to make room for new ideas. and then suddenly the magazine is forced down, and her face is showing. which isn’t expected for her, so naturally, lips will form the shape of a tiny o to express her shock in regards to his actions. but it doesn’t last for long, for she’s soon talking again. ❝ you’ll probably have a good chance at meeting them. ❞ because he was an idol just like they. and she says it like it’s possible -- and it was. it is. but then she’d have to be even more careful and just because of that, she’s probably going to avoid coming anywhere near his group. 

unless, of course, zeus insists. if he persuades her and tells her all about how he’ll make sure nothing goes wrong. unfortunately after this, mark decides to move. to push her out of her comfy placement which will conclude in a frown on her end, before, of course, she sits up. will take the time then to readjust herself until she’s sitting so she could face him properly. didn’t want to be rude. that wasn’t like her. not like hera, either, clearly. since all she ever did was tremble in fear and look to zeus for help. face scrunching in confusion at his sudden demand but she won’t feel offended by it. she was carefree with such things. doesn’t mind if someone calls her noona or if they don’t at all. it’s not that big of a deal to her. but she’ll lean in then, just the slightest, big eyes staring up at him because once again, she has not a clue as to what he wants from her. she’s probably the most innocent in that department. should’ve expected his next move but she’s not exactly had that much experience with boys. with any kind of affection except from what she got from yejun and those one or two other boyfriends she’s had. 

because she was too busy. too occupied and caught up in taking care of yejun to worry about dating and making out, whatever kids her age were doing at the time. so, naturally, she really is clueless right now. except then his hands are on her cheeks and she thinks she knows what’s gonna happen next. she’s not completely untainted. though, of course, him explaining also helps a lot. she’s unsure of how to take the news. why her? why so randomly? why did he have to pick her -- the inexperienced one that’s gonna make him run away because she’s probably terrible at kissing. yet, still, she didn’t pull away. he told her not to and so she’d listen despite knowing she technically didn’t have to. this is her body, this is her home, and this could easily be categorized as trespassing. within a second, she realizes it’s too late to turn back. now she’s glad yejun isn’t home. doesn’t know how he’d react to this even if it’s really just a simple kiss. a kiss that dohee didn’t know she was craving. but she’s only human. sometimes it’s nice to have the closeness of another being. and while yejun was sure to provide that for her, he was still.. her best friend. naturally she’d feel comfortable doing such things with him. but with someone else? 

it all just seemed different. didn’t know how to explain but it was. had even her trying to lean in, to prolong the session by however long she was able to. without overstepping any boundaries or making him uncomfortable. she was just like that. she’s loud and she’s outgoing but she can get serious quickly when it comes to others. refuses to be rude and do something that she knows someone else isn’t okay with. really, what human wouldn’t be that way, right? that’s how dohee thinks. but, anyway, it doesn’t take her too long to get lost in it. she really is deprived of affection, that much is evident. but she’s not .. desperate, with him. she’s slow and she’s gentle, prefers to let him work the ropes and be in control. let him decide what he wants and she’ll respond, she’ll definitely respond, just .. not as strongly. because, once again, she’s not like that. dohee is petite and light, not rough and forceful. feels blessed to receive such a thing from someone who others are probably begging and dreaming about getting this close to. 

He’d been trying to sneak out of the dark-haired male’s embrace, and of the bed, while he was at it. But he might’ve been a tad less discreet than he thought he would. Aiden seemed to wake up and shifted in bed, which caused Mark to freeze on his tracks, hoping that perhaps, it’d been enough for him to fall into a much deeper slumber again. But the young male muttered something and tightened his grip around him one more time. « Aiden… » Mark murmured, yet pressing himself closer from the male again and even ending up having his legs entangled with his. « I have to leave. They’ll notice I’m not in my bed, it’ll be dawn soon. »

Mark looked over at the dark-haired male. The whole situation was just weird, he wasn’t sure what to say. The other never had been prone to talk about his previous relationships, so much Mark had come to the conclusion that Aiden never had any girl or boyfriend. The young male wasn’t one to judge. Or perhaps was Aiden just discreet about it. It wouldn’t surprise Mark all that much. Maybe it just wasn’t about a relationship at all, that Aiden was about to talk about. The young Mark couldn’t know. He still broke the silence. « You still what? »