#mark lee stories

[i4oba]

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✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au

ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love - you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.

✰ RENJUN — soulmate!au

life had been pretty much grey and dreary until you found The One. the other half everyone had been so obsessed to find. you were never big on all this stuff, because you were convinced you'd be able to live as a single half for you whole life, and don't need anyone else to feel complete. deep inside you knew that all of this is bullshit, truly, and all that was coming out of you was true bitterness and constantly ongoing unsuccessful confessions, making you believe in your delusions. with every passing second, you had to see people find their other half, while you were left to deal with the grey world you were left in, not as a choice but as fate instead. you felt like a loser, a big zero, who doesn't even deserve a soulmate. you thought you were destined to die alone, maybe compensate with something of brilliance: be a composer or a singer, write or paint something extraordinary, lord knows what, just something of importance! you were looking for yourself in every corner of the world, not for a lover or a fling, not for an other half, fully ignoring the law of attraction. it might have been some reverse psychological trick, effecting it all. and this may have been the reason behind why you had to leave that horribly boring theatre play, sneaking out and bumping into The One, who handed back your accidentally dropped bag, slowly looking into your eyes. he might have worked at the theater as he was wearing a name tag on his elegant shirt - huang renjun, it said. but it doesn't even matter, because his eyes were brown! brown! not grey, brown! everything cleared up. you did find the half - with brown eyes and a smile so bright.

✰ JENO — coffee shop!au

it was pretty much bittersweet to step foot in your favourite café: it was getting dark out there, and although the rain has stopped pouring, you got absolutley soaked to the core along the way there, rain replacing the tears on your face by then. your hair was sticking to your forehead uncomfortably, your body trembling without stopping, as you entered. the bell placed above the entrance was ringing lightly, gathering everyone's attention to you, although there wasn't too much people there except for the baristas, maybe two wandering souls, working on their laptops or reading in a cozy corner. well, maybe if it wasn't for getting dumped literal minutes ago, you wouldn't be here either, but it was still the most reasonable choice compared to going to a club or a ruin bar, gettig incredibly drunk, Plus! a good espresso might be able to clear the fog in your head, which you were in need of during this stupidly stressing period of life. you expected hyuck to greet you by the coffee machine, grinning ear to ear, as he always does when you visit between two lectures, but there was a completely new face behind the counter. it's been a long time since you've last seen a new employee here. his smile was sweet and rather warm, eyes conveying a sense of concern as you took one step closer, rubbing your eyes while getting your purse out of your pocket - you discreetly looked at his name tag, right on his black apron: lee jeno. whatta name... by then, you were way to hopeless to try and guess how the day would go, but life had to surprise you, fate deciding funnily against all odds: next to your cup of coffee, there was a napkin, hiding a telephone number on it, messily written down with a short message as well: "would you go out on a date with me, darling? :)"

✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au

lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?

✰ JAEMIN — photographer!au

when jaemin brought up the idea of making the last parts of his portfolio with you (which basically means about you), you were a little bit skeptic at first. you loved jaemin dearly, since he was a really understanding friend, but... you were simply terrified of cameras. you didn't really like the idea of being captured at all, you hated looking back at yourself on pictures taken of you, and you couldn't even think about how high quality his pictures would be with that hyper super machine, focused on all the little flawed details of your face that you absolutely despised. no, you couldn't even bear the idea of this whole project, and you stood by this decision of yours, jaemin waiting patiently the whole time, not pushing it too hard. since he wanted to work with you no matter what, giving up on his plan wouldn't be too typical of him - the fight didn't last long but it was pretty heated, him highlighting so many known things that needed to be said finally: it's childish how you reflect on yourself, and your delusions stop you from way too many things. the way he said straight into your face how beautiful he thinks you are, inside and outside, and that he wants the whole world to know how ethereal you are, made you tear up a little - especially when he said his heart breaks every time you speak so lowly of yourself. he truly thinks you're the modern manifestation of aphrodite, that you are his own venus, the muse of him, someone he can adore... that he's way too in love with you to let go of this, and-; the kiss you gave him was short, yet gave him exact answers. answers to hundreds and thousand of unsaid questions he kept hidden in himself for years and years on end.

✰ CHENLE — blind date!au

you clearly didn’t brace yourself for this whole fiasco proposed by donghyuck himself, foolishly believing his reasonings behind how perfect of a matchmaker he is. of course you knew that what he way saying was partly stupid, plus you were like a seventy percent sure he wasn't even sober when he set up a blind date during that omnious frat party he wasn't invited to. you didn't have to worry or anything, that's just how you were - overly anxious of such things, even if you weren't meeting a psychopath. you were only a bit vary of the awkwardness this whole new experience would bring, both of you rushing home way too soon from the date, trying to forget about it as soon as possible. these misconceptions about how the night would go stayed straight until you stopped in front of the restaurant to wait for your - then late already - date. you were a little nervous he stood you up, and you got yourself into the most beautiful piece of clothing from you wardrobe for nothing, but it was worth it, looking back at it, as zhong chenle arrived and you two simply just... clicked? automatically? not to mention you two decided to leave the place after the hors d'oeuvre, since you both found the place a little too fancy at that moment, going to a simple ice cream parlor instead, taking a walk in the park after, talking about anything and everything that came to mind: family, politics, movies and the most embarrassing memories from your childhood came up too, as you couldn't help but laugh at how chenle dropped his ice cream cone on the ground, while he simultaneously promised you that he wouldn't drop the cone on the next date - and you smiled, so happily.

✰ JISUNG — secret admirer!au

you were head over heels for jisung and his undying love for dancing. but, thinking a bit deeper about it, while writing that foolish, teenager like love letter for him, forced into the role of his secret admirer, there were much more of those things that made you feel head over heels for the boy: he showed you what persistence was, he spent the whole of his youth with you, and he wasn't afraid to spend the rest of his life with you, helping you out anytime you're in need of it, since he couldn't not do that as you "best friend". he couldn't be evil with you, he was never able to leave you and he couldn't even envision a future in which you weren't by his side. but the border he made up between the two of you, was never crossed - you two were friends, not more, not less. you were so torn deep inside, as you were helpless, being in the never ending limbo you would rather push forward, but he kept on tugging it backwards; the idea of writing letters was originally from your mother, who had enough of your obvious agony. she was positive you would write every feeling of yours out, making it easier as time goes by. their number kept growing, however, one letter becoming a dozen soon enough, maybe even more in the meantime, while not writing a name on any of them, referring to yourself only as a mere secret admirer. they suddenly disappeared from the bottom of your drawer one day, though, realizing way too late that the ringing phone in your pocket was in fact park jisung, the picture of him taking up the screen of your mobile - did he know?

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[scarletwinterxx]

sunshine and midnight rain - mark lee scenario

hello! so i'm back and yes i'm still on my mark lee brain rot era😅 it's like whenever i see this guy i completely forget about the rest of male population haha anyways I hope you like this one🤍

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"Why are you so mad right now?"

"Because I asked you to do one thing and you didn't" Mark says, still avoiding your gaze.

This was not how you envisioned your morning, when you woke up Mark's side of the bed was already empty. When you went to look for him he was gone, no note, no text of his possible whereabouts. And when he got back, he was clearly and very obviously mad at you.

"I got home just fine" you say with your arms out. Mark still hasn't look at you and it's bugging you. You follow him out the living room. He's going round and round, trying to tidy the place just to avoid having a conversation with you.

"Mark, can you please look at me" you tell him, this made him stop and look over at you. A clear look of disappointment on his face, "I swear I was going to call you but the girls and I were talking and drinking. It slipped my mind, I already booked a cab home when I remembered"

"You went home, way past midnight alone and drunk. Do you know dangerous that is?"

"But I got home safe"

"And what if you didn't? What if something happened? God forbid I get upset about that, I was worried I'm sorry. Is that what you want to hear?"

You say nothing for a while, thinking of something to say back. You really are at fault here, you should be the one saying sorry right now.

"I'm sorry, I should've called" you tell him, now avoiding his eyes just as you feel the tears fill yours. Mark sighs, crossing the room until he's right in front of you. He hooks his finger under your chin, making you look at him.

"I'm mad because I care. I don't trust the world when it comes to you, I just want you to be safe always. I'm not going to stop you living your best life, but I want to know you're safe" he whispers, anger already disappearing.

He wipes the few tears that escaped, cradling your face between his hands.

"Are you still mad?" you mumble, this made Mark smile and shake his head.

"We're okay. I'm sorry for raising my voice at you"

"And I'm sorry for making you worry"

He kisses your forehead before pulling you in for a hug, "I don't like arguing with you, but I'd do it in every universe as long as we make up and end up like this. I love you, always. Okay?"

You hug him tighter, answering him without saying any words.

Just like that you're okay again.

Bless this universe for giving you such an understanding, loving, mature man to love. You'd be stupid to ever let him go which is why no matter what argument, the two of you always make sure to solve it together.

Mark never lets you go to sleep upset, he'll ask you what's wrong or if he's done anything to upset you. At first it was hard for you to admit your feelings that easily, you learned that you don't like being vulnerable, you don't like sharing your true feelings. You bottle it up. But ever since you started dating Mark, all of that changed.

He's there to listen, even when words aren't being spoken. He knows when to give you space, he knows when to chase after you and hold you tight. He knows you in a way you didn't want to know yourself, you used to be scared of these feeling but not anymore.

It's obvious who's the serious one and the jokester in you and Mark's relationship. The best thing about it is the fact that your boyfriend, no matter how serious he is, will always play along.

"Mark, you busy?" you ask, walking inside the office to see him on his computer

He looks over at you with a smile, "No, what's up?"

"I was wondering..." you say while walking towards him, he waits for you to continue. You got to where he was sitting, smiling cheekily at your boyfriend

He knows you're up to something, he grabs you by the waist sitting you squarely on his lap.

"Do you know how to whistle?"

"Do I know how to whistle?" he asks back,

"Yea like you know, like this" you pout, but before you can whistle Mark closes the gap between the two of you. Kissing you gently, he grabs the back of your head to deepen the kiss. Suddenly you forgot what you were doing in the first place.

After a few minutes of exchanging kisses, you broke apart. Looking dazed and in love, "Hey! I was suppose to do that! Did you know I was going to do that?" you asked

"Maybe" he mumbles, looking at you with pure adoration

"I'll pretend I didn't know" he adds, making you roll your eyes.

"You just want to make out"

"You're not wrong there, now come here I need your kisses"

The first time it happened, Mark thought it really was just coincidence.

You just started to decorate around the house, the tree was halfway done and a few other decorations scattered here and there. He was just walking to the kitchen doorway when suddenly you stop him

"What?" your boyfriend blinks back at you confused, instead of answering him you just point up making Mark look at where you're pointing. There hanging by the doorway was a mistletoe.

"When did you put that there?" he asks with a smile, finding the tradition cute. Even cuter when you're looking at him with the biggest smile, ready to receive your kiss

"I just put it up today, now where's my kiss" you say, pursing your lips at him making Mark chuckle. He grabs you by the waist, leaning down to kiss you. It was short but sweet, enough to leave you smiling like an idiot.

A few months ago, the two of you finally decided to move in together. It's been years since you got together, and most times you spend your nights together whether his place or yours. At some point you realized that it would make more sense to just move in together, so you did.

"Love, did you do laundry last time?" you asked him, walking inside your shared bedroom to see him resting on the bed

"I did"

"Oh thanks, love the fabric softener you used. Now all my clothes smells like you" you smile at him, jumping on the bed to cuddle him. Immediately he hugs you close.

"Then will you stop stealing of my clothes now?" he asks

"Negative, I like your hoodies better"

He chuckles at your answer, "Knew it"

"What were you doing?"

"Just checking my phone, I wanted to order this pan for making omelet. Should we get one?"

You love how his sentence now say "we" or "our" instead of his and yours. Of course you still respect each other's boundaries and individuality, but on things like deciding what to paint your home or what furniture to buy or groceries to stock up on it's always the two of you.

"Should we? If we're using it then why not, I love eggs for breakfast" you tell him, looking at his phone screen to check

"I know, that's why I'm getting it. Okay, I'll order it now then" you watch him as he do so.

"This is fun" you mumble

"Hm?"

"This, buying things for our place. I like it" you smile

"Me too"

"Do you want to marry me?"

Your question took him by surprise. Not because he didn't want to marry you, it's just when he thinks of that big question he's the one doing the asking and not the other way around.

"Mark? Sorry forget I said anything" you mumble, moving to rest your head on the pillow instead

"Remember when we first started dating or way before that?" he asks you

"Huh?"

"I was shy, I wasn't as confident as the other guys. People think I'm aloof and too serious. You never thought of me that way, you entered in my life like you were meant to be there all along and maybe you are. Scratch that, I know you are. You're meant to be in my life. When I knew I was falling in love with you I didn't know how to say it without scaring you away, so I did it slowly. I did it in a way that won't overwhelm you. Because to you it doesn't have to be a loud confession or a grand gesture. i loved you they way i knew you would understand. i loved you the way i know how. i just loved you. I know you, your mind is a wonder. You doubt, you question and you worry your pretty mind to no ends. I didn’t want to disrupt that"

By now you're face to face again, he's speaking so softly like he's afraid you'll float away of he's too loud.

"You said I was your peace, and back then that was more than enough for me. By some miracle, you fell in love with me too. And now we're here. So to answer your question, yes I want to marry you. One day I want to get down on one knee and ask you that question, I'm still working on being the man worthy to ask that" he continues, and you soak each and every word he speaks like he's already saying his vows.

Because you know, you know he is a man of words. If Mark says it, then it's true. He will never say such things to deceive you.

"Do you have any more questions for me, pretty girl?" he whispers, waiting for you to speak

You shake your head, scooting until you're on his side again. Tucking yourself as close to him as you can.

He tilts your head so you're looking at him, leaning down to kiss you on your nose, your cheeks and last your lips.

"I'll love you over and over again, just like when we met"

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[jentlemahae]

GTA: Mark City

New to town, with no friends or money to his name, Mark Lee must quickly learn how to survive on the cutthroat, crime-ridden streets of Neo City. But survival isn't enough for Mark - he wants to make the city his own.

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[xomakara]

Falling For the Cowboy

SUMMARY | You take over your late grandfather’s old farm, meet your charming neighbors and townspeople, and fall in love with Mark, the handsome cowboy PAIRINGS | Mark/Fem!Reader GENRE | cowboy!Mark, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, dirty talk, oral (both male and female receiving/giving), fluff RATING | Mature LENGTH | 5,060 words AUTHOR’S NOTE | Finally done!!!

"Oh, god..." you moaned out, hands grasping at his sweaty back as he continued to thrust. You weren't used to such an enthusiastic partner, but then again, this wasn't your first rodeo. You could feel the heat radiating from his body and dripping down onto your breasts, making them seem even larger than they already were. Your stomach was quivering with each thrust, each feeling almost too good for words. You felt like the entire world was right, everything made sense when you were with him, when you had this connection between the two of you.

You never imagined that you'd have sex with the handsome young rancher whose property neighbored yours. After inheriting your grandpa's farm, you moved from the big city to the small town of Neo, whose inhabitants were friendly, if not a little odd, but you found a home there. You became fast friends with the residents, enjoying nature walks with Winwin, shopping at Haechan's and Taeil's general shop, getting coffee at Johnny's cafe, or having lunch at Ten's bar. Sometimes you went hiking or fishing with Yuta; it was a nice way to get away from it all.

Until you met Mark Lee as he was chasing one of his goats that wandered unto your land.

That event would lead to more than just a friendship. It started out innocently enough: casual dates, hand-holding on walks into town, mutual touches in passing. It escalated slowly but surely: a kiss here, a brief peck there, the occasional making out in a closet (his "clever" hiding place), cuddling after going out dancing... you liked being close to him, seeing his smile whenever he looked at you, hearing his laughter at something you said, feeling his arms around you, sharing an intimate moment with someone who understood what you were going through. You'd gone from living alone, lonely, to having a true friend in Mark, someone who shared your interests and hobbies, your values, who loved animals just as much as you did.

One night changed everything.

It was raining heavily that evening, making it difficult for both of you to leave your respective houses. By the time you saw him walking up your driveway, looking soaked and sexy as hell, you knew what you wanted: him. It didn't take long before the two of you ended up in your bed together, getting completely naked. He lay down on top of you, covering your body with his own, and kissed you passionately. Your hands traveled across his back, feeling his muscles tense under your touch, his skin warm against your own, and when he put his hands behind your head and pulled you closer, you knew you'd fallen for him. On that rainy night, the storm outside seemed far away as you connected intimately with Mark, becoming lost in passion and pleasure.

That was only the beginning of your affair with Mark.

Over the next few months, things between the two of you got more intense. There were plenty of "accidental" meetings outside, hidden kisses and stolen embraces during shopping trips, hand-holding and lingering touches in public places, secret rendezvous in various secluded locations, always careful not to be caught by other people. During those times, you'd give yourself over to Mark entirely, focusing solely on him, feeling safe with him and finding joy and happiness in his arms.

"Fuck, Mark..." you moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist as he pounded into you harder and faster. His mouth moved to your neck, kissing, sucking, biting at your soft flesh. Your hands ran through his thick black hair, holding him tightly to you, the sweat trickling down your face mingling with his and glistening upon his naked chest.

"Y/N, you're so fucking beautiful..." he groaned, fingers digging into your ass cheeks, pulling you tighter against him as he thrust harder. "Your tits are perfect, nipples hard and so fucking sensitive..."

The two of you came together, his powerful body pumping hot semen deep inside you, filling you completely as he collapsed atop you, exhausted. He wrapped his arms around you, stroking your cheek and smiling gently.

"Mmmm..." you let out a satisfied moan. "How did I let you distract me from my farm work?"

“In my defense…” He laughed lightly. "Watching you pull those carrots out of the ground has been a serious turn-on."

A laugh escaped your lips, a sweet sound. "Well I’ll have you know that you riding on your horse earlier distracted me quite nicely too."

He chuckled, nuzzling his nose against yours. "I can see how that might have happened."

He lifted himself off you, sitting up and wiping the sweat from his forehead with a nearby towel. "What do you say we clean ourselves up and have some lunch?”

You nodded eagerly. You needed to recover and catch your breath after that wild and passionate fuck session, but you were definitely hungry. “Sounds great! Where should we eat?”

He smiled, rising to his feet and reached for his pants. "Ten’s restaurant bar? I think Kun is playing a gig there tonight. We could hear him practice while we eat."

Kun was a local musician who often played at Ten’s bar. He was good, and his songs often included references to nature, taking the listener to an outdoor picnic, camping in the forest, lying on a blanket underneath the stars. The music had always brought you a lot of comfort, especially when you’d lived by yourself on your farm, or when you needed to clear your mind after a bad day. The food at Ten’s wasn’t exactly gourmet, but the atmosphere was always lively, giving you a chance to meet new people, listen to live music, or dance.

Mark opened the door to the bar, leading you inside. There were a number of people milling about, chatting with each other or checking their phones, waiting for their food. Both you and Mark spotted Renjun, Haechan, and Jaemin occupying a table in the corner.

Renjun waved happily, grinning at the sight of you and Mark. "Hey you guys! What are you doing here?"

Mark grinned back. "We were just getting ready to order some food. Y/N and I were wondering if we could join you."

Haechan glanced between you and Mark with an amused look. “You both got hungry after a fucking session, huh?”

“So how was your riding lesson with the hot cowboy?” Jaemin asked you, a teasing grin on his face.

You blushed slightly. You knew what he meant. After all, you voiced your fantasies to Jaemin a few times that you’ve wanted to ride Mark. You took a quick sip of water, avoiding everyone’s eyes. When you finally looked at Jaemin again, you saw that he was laughing, shaking his head as he patted Mark's back. “Well, damn Mark. You must’ve been good.”

“Why did we pick today to go out for lunch?” You muttered, Mark laughing next to you.

“Oh, well anyway, I guess it's okay for you two to come join us,” Jaemin said with a sheepish look. “You haven’t told anyone yet, have you? That is, if you don’t want us to tell anyone…”

“Actually, we have been kind of keeping it quiet,” Mark spoke up. “But yeah, you guys can tell the whole town."

"Dude, the whole town knows already." Renjun chuckled. "Johnny told everyone."

"How did Johnny find out?" You muttered, thinking back to all the times you ran into the tall man. "Did he catch us?"

"Damn right, I caught you in the act," a deep voice called out. You and the rest of the table looked up to see Johnny making his way towards you. "Thought you and Mark were being sneaky, huh?"

"In my defense..." you started, trying to explain why Johnny saw you and Mark getting it on.

“Yeah, I heard that too," Haechan chimed in. "But I gotta admit that I was surprised when I walked past the farmhouse last week.”

You looked around at everyone else at the table, hoping no one would bring it up anymore. As it turned out, nobody said anything further about the topic, content with knowing you and Mark were an item. A small smile tugged at your lips.

After eating a hearty meal, you left Ten’s restaurant bar to go back home to tend to your crops and animals. Although you enjoyed spending time with your new lover, you also appreciated the solitude of the country life, doing chores in silence, free to do whatever you wanted without worrying about others' opinions.

It was nice to be able to think clearly.

When you arrived home, you took a quick shower, washed the sweat and dirt from your body, and crawled into bed, falling asleep instantly. Waking up the following morning was refreshing and energizing. It was still fairly early – there was plenty of daylight to complete the day’s chores – but you were eager to begin your day.

With the day brightening outside, you sat up and stretched, yawning loudly. Your muscles ached, but it was worth it. You quickly threw on some clothes, grabbed your gardening gloves and headed out to start planting some of the seeds that you’d purchased the previous day. After a couple hours of working, you managed to finish most of your list, though you were tired and sweaty. Still, you weren’t too tired to enjoy a slice of lemon meringue pie and a cup of freshly brewed tea. At least, not until you felt like you needed another shower. You were tempted to spend the rest of the afternoon catching up on some paperwork and sorting through boxes in your storage room, but instead decided to call Mark and ask if he wanted to grab a bite to eat. He readily agreed.

When you met Mark at Ten’s bar later that evening, he was dressed in a pair of jeans and a dark green t-shirt, his boots clicking against the wooden floor as he walked toward you. When he leaned forward and brushed his lips against yours, your heart skipped a beat, butterflies erupting in your stomach. You placed your hand on his shoulder, bringing his face closer to yours, leaning into him.

The two of you ordered a meal from the menu, choosing some sandwiches and salad for dinner. Afterwards, the two of you went for a walk around the town, holding hands and strolling leisurely along the streets. It was late enough that shops and stores were closed, giving you and Mark a chance to get some quality time together without being disturbed. The moon shone brightly above, casting its silvery light upon the trees and buildings, creating shadows upon the sidewalks and road. The town was quiet, but it wasn’t lonely. You and Mark were surrounded by trees, flowers, and birds singing in the air, making the town seem peaceful. You couldn’t help but feel relaxed, content, and happy.

Mark took your hand in his, squeezing it gently. "Have I ever told you that you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen?"

"Only once or twice," you replied softly, leaning your head against his shoulder. "But I believe it every single time you tell me that."

"Good." He squeezed your hand even tighter. "Because I'll never stop telling you."

You smiled, gazing at him, then continued walking along the sidewalk, admiring the moonlight glimmering on the grass, spreading warmth throughout your entire body. Mark held your hand firmly, guiding you carefully along the uneven terrain, sometimes letting go to grab hold of your elbow.

"You know..." you started as you both found a bench to sit on. "When I got the news that grandpa passed away and left me the farm, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to take care of everything on my own. But now... it's actually really fun."

"Really?" Mark chuckled. "You don't miss living in the city at all?"

"Sometimes. I miss my family but... this place feels like home now." You shrugged. "Everyone in Neo has been so welcoming and friendly since I moved here, so I feel pretty lucky."

"Thanks to you, Y/N. You've done a great job maintaining the farm and building relationships with the neighbors. You helped change the community for the better."

You smiled, hugging his arm. "Thanks for helping me too. Without you, I probably wouldn't have gotten very far. I mean, having you around helps me so much with everything. Even just talking to you makes me happier than I've ever been before."

"You know..." Mark paused. "I thought you were kind of intimidating at first. A city girl like you moving out to the countryside to take over a farm? You seemed like you didn't belong. But now I realize that you fit perfectly here. And I'm so glad you chose to move here."

You snuggled close to him, closing your eyes and savoring the moment. "Thank you, Mark."

The next day, you were running around your farm chasing after one of the new chickens that Mark just bought for the coop.

"Come on, Yellow! Come on!" You yelled, trying to reach the little fowl before she flew off to parts unknown. She screeched loudly, alerting the other chickens to her presence. Within seconds, they came flocking after you, shrieking with delight as they clucked happily. Soon, you were surrounded by chickens.

"Awww, aren't they cute?" Mark joked as he walked over to you, carrying a bag filled with chicken feed. He set the bag down near the gate and pulled a camera from his pocket, snapping a picture of the flock of chickens huddled around you. You laughed as you bent down to pet the birds, scratching them behind their heads. They pecked playfully at your fingers.

"That should keep Haechan and the others at bay," Mark joked.

You gave him a playful punch on the arm. "Geez, Mr. Smartass, they're only chickens!"

Mark picked up one of the chicks and held it in his arms, smiling fondly at the baby chicken. "Hey, little guy. Can you say 'hello'? Hello, hello?"

You laughed. "Okay, so maybe that's pushing it."

Mark put the chick back down, smiling at it. "Heh, so adorable."

"They are adorable." You nodded, watching as the chicks scattered back to their coop, jumping into the enclosure excitedly.

Mark and you spent the remainder of the afternoon helping each other on your farm and on his ranch. Before heading home, you took some pictures of Mark on his property, writing his name and other messages in the soft ground with rocks.

When you finished taking photos, you made sure to record a video, pausing it every time Mark kissed you on the cheek, forehead, nose, and lips.

"Wait, are you going to post these on your socials?" Mark teased, nudging you with his elbow.

"Maybe..." You laughed, pulling away. "Maybe I want my family and city friends to know about this handsome cowboy I've been seeing."

Mark shook his head. "Ah, man, I wish I could see your parents' faces when they watch that video."

"Hahaha, just wait till they meet him." You winked. "They'll fall head over heels for him too."

"Ha ha, let's hope so," Mark let out a good natured laugh.

"They'll love you Mark." You rested your head on his chest, feeling safe and secure as you inhaled his scent. "If you weren't in my life, I don't know where I'd be right now."

"So true." Mark gently stroked your hair. "Your grandfather would be proud of how far you've come."

You closed your eyes, reveling in the sensation of being loved.

"Can I ask you something?" Mark suddenly asked.

"Sure," you replied. "What's up?"

"Well..." Mark blushed slightly. "Is it weird that I've had feelings for you since the first day we met?"

Your breath hitched as you stared at him, trying to process what he just said. Had he known? Did he always feel this way?

"Mark..." You whispered, unable to find the words. You blinked rapidly several times, forcing yourself to focus on his face. "Did you really have feelings for me?"

He smiled, brushing his thumb across your cheekbone. "Of course I did. It's hard not to have feelings for you."

You leaned forward, kissing him lightly on the lips. Then you whispered, "Me too."

A few days later, Mark stopped by your farm to pick up some chicken eggs. You stood outside in front of the house, waving him over when he finally reached your house. You hugged him tightly, giggling as you embraced him. He wrapped his arms around you, gently nuzzling his nose into your hair. You buried your face into his chest, enjoying the feeling of being in his embrace.

"How's my favorite farmer today?" Mark chuckled.

"I'm fine. And yourself?" You returned the favor, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Oh, I'm just thinking about the way I feel about you." Mark smiled. "It's really hard to describe, you know?"

"Mmhmm," you hummed, nodding your head. "And why is that?"

"Let's just say I'm falling for you harder and harder every day."

Your heart melted, sending a surge of excitement throughout your body. "I'm falling for you too."

"Wow, we really are crazy for each other." Mark joked. "I guess I should have known it was meant to be."

"Me too," you replied, resting your chin on top of his chest.

You both stared at the sky, appreciating the stars shining brightly in the night sky.

"What's on your mind?" Mark asked softly.

"I love you Mark." You whispered.

Mark's jaw dropped slightly, his expression lighting up with joy. He grinned widely, reaching his arms around your waist and pulling you in close. "I love you too, Y/N."

"And... and I want to be with you." You sighed, looking deeply into his eyes. "We can do whatever we want. Take care of our farm together, build our ranch together, live our lives together, wherever life takes us."

Mark's heart swelled with emotion as he gazed into your eyes. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours. You melted against him, opening your mouth slightly as you wrapped your arms around his neck, returning his passionate kiss.

Mark broke the kiss, placing his forehead against yours. "You know, I never expected anything like this. This is the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"It's the best thing that's ever happened to me too." You smiled, squeezing his shoulders gently.

"Let's do something special tonight," Mark suggested. "No work, no chores. Just spending time with each other."

"Sounds good to me." You agreed, holding his hand tightly. "Any ideas?"

"Well..." Mark smiled mischievously. "I think I know exactly what we can do tonight."

"Ooohhh," you giggled, biting your lip. You took his hand and led him inside, closing the door behind you. "Does this involve riding a certain, handsome cowboy?"

"Definitely," Mark smirked, tugging you towards the stairs. "Come on."

After making it upstairs, Mark guided you to your bedroom. You lay down on the bed, lying on your side and facing him. He sat down beside you, caressing your cheek.

"Y/N, you are so precious to me." Mark sighed. "And I'm so thankful that you're mine."

You gazed into his eyes, feeling like your heart was about to burst with happiness. "I'm so happy you're mine too."

"Tonight," Mark murmured. "Just the two of us. Let's make this a memorable night."

"It will definitely be unforgettable." You whispered, your hands slowly running up under his shirt. "Mark, make love to me."

Mark slowly leaned forward, giving you a deep kiss as he unbuttoned your blouse, tossing it aside. You moaned softly, running your fingers through his hair as he pulled your bra straps off, dropping them onto the floor. His lips pressed against yours once again, sending another wave of desire coursing through your body. Your breathing grew heavy as he began working his way down your body, touching you everywhere. He traced his tongue along your collar bone, nibbling softly on your shoulder. He looked up at you, smiling.

"Y/N, I know that we've fucked many times but..." He breathed heavily, running his fingers up your stomach. "...this time just feels different. It's special because you're special. I want to show you that I appreciate you more than anything else in the world."

You sighed, running your fingers through his hair. "Mark..."

Mark pushed himself up on his knees, resting his weight on his forearms. He leaned forward, placing a tender kiss on your left breast. "You are so beautiful. So perfect. I can't get enough of you."

He moved his lips lower, teasing your navel with his tongue. Your breathing became increasingly rapid as he worked his way down further, touching you all over. His fingertips danced across your skin, sending a tingle down your spine. He continued moving downwards until he reached the bottom of your shorts. He pulled your pants down slowly, carefully, exposing your sensitive pussy to his gaze. He ran his fingers over your thighs, his touch gentle and tender. You arched your back slightly, drawing a sharp intake of breath. You spread your legs wider as his fingertips explored every inch of your naked flesh. You couldn't take it anymore; you wanted him.

"Mark..." You begged softly, looking up at him through hooded eyelids.

"Shhhh..." He hushed, pressing kisses against your inner thigh. "I'm going to give you everything you need, everything you deserve."

His fingers parted your pussy lips slightly, revealing your moist folds. He sucked in a breath as he placed a single finger inside of you, sending waves of pleasure rippling through your entire body. You moaned loudly, bucking your hips upwards.

"Mark..." You moaned, grinding your pussy against his hand. "Please... please..."

"Not yet." Mark panted, gently inserting a second finger, sliding them in and out of you. You grabbed his arm, burying your face in his shoulder. Your fingernails dug into his skin as your breathing quickened.

"Don't stop..." You gasped. "Don't stop... oh god!"

"That's it, Y/N," Mark whispered, thrusting his fingers deeper inside of you. "I'm here. I'm here for you."

Mark continued thrusting his fingers into you, gradually increasing the speed of his strokes. Your body trembled from pleasure as you released your grip on his arm, gripping the sheets as you felt an orgasm rip through your body. You cried out as your juices flowed freely, drenching his fingers. Mark removed his fingers, leaning forward to capture your lips in a searing kiss. He continued pleasuring you as your orgasms subsided, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

"Y/N," he moaned softly, pulling his fingers out of you and bringing them to his lips. "You taste so good."

You smiled at him, breathing heavily. "Mmmm, I bet you taste even better."

Mark gave you a wicked grin. "Wanna find out?"

You chuckled, raising your eyebrows. "Yeah, I think I would like that."

Mark rose to his feet, unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants down. You watched as he stepped out of his pants, letting them drop to the floor. His cock sprung free, its impressive length standing proudly before you. You reached out to grasp it gently, stroking it lightly. You looked up at him, seeing his eyes glazed over with lust. You brought your lips closer to his cock, tasting the pre-come oozing from his slit. You licked your lips, swirling your tongue around his shaft, savoring the salty flavor. Mark groaned as you lowered your mouth over his cock, taking it fully into your mouth. You licked the tip, allowing the head to rest against your lips.

"Damn, Y/N," Mark groaned, placing his hands on your head. "That feels amazing."

You sucked harder, increasing the pace of your strokes. Mark placed one hand on the back of your head, holding you firmly in place. He let out a soft moan as he thrust his hips upwards, pumping his dick faster and faster into your eager mouth. You wrapped your fingers around his shaft, massaging his balls while continuing to suck him off. His groans were turning into loud grunts, indicating that he was about to cum.

You increased your speed, causing him to explode within your mouth. The first spurt of his hot seed shot into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat. You swallowed eagerly, bobbing your head back and forth as his semen continued pouring out of his cock. You kept sucking, licking his cum from your lips as it dripped down onto your breasts. Mark's breathing slowed as he came down from his orgasm, still gasping slightly as his breathing returned to normal.

"Fuck Y/N..." He panted, running his fingers through your hair. "That was amazing."

"I knew you tasted good." You smirked, pushing him to lay on the bed. You crawled up his body. "But now I'm ready to ride this cowboy all night long."

Mark chuckled, grabbing your ass and lifting you into position. "Mmmmm," he purred. "Are you sure you want to ride me?"

"As sure as I've ever been in my life." You moaned, resting your body atop his. "I'm ready whenever you are, cowboy."

Mark grinned, planting a chaste kiss on your lips. He wrapped his arms around you, helping guide you onto his erection. You slid easily down his shaft, enjoying the sensation of his hardness inside of you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.

"Jesus, you feel so good." Mark grunted, tightening his grip around your waist. "Feels so damn good being inside you."

"Mmm," you moaned, rocking your hips back and forth. "So does having you inside me."

You kissed him deeply, plunging your tongue into his mouth as you ground your pussy against his cock. He groaned, biting your lip playfully as you continued riding him. You tightened your muscles, moaning as his cock hit your G-spot.

"Oh fuck yeah, Y/N," Mark grunted, lifting you off of him slightly. "That's right. Fuck yourself on my dick. Show me how much you love riding me."

You slammed your pussy down on his cock, speeding up your pace. You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him hard. Your bodies collided against each other, smacking together softly. Mark wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling your neck.

"You're so fucking sexy." He whispered, pressing small kisses against your neck.

"Fuck, Mark." You whimpered, clutching his arm, riding him like your life depended on it. "Your dick feels so fucking good inside of me."

Mark smiled, caressing your cheek with his hand. "Keep riding me, baby. Keep driving me wild."

You rocked your hips back and forth, rubbing your clit against his pubic bone. Mark bit his lip as you fucked him, sucking in a breath sharply when you tightened your pussy around his cock. He reached out to grab your breasts, rolling your nipples between his thumb and forefinger. You continued your assault on his cock, moaning softly as you rode him.

"I want to watch you cum, baby." Mark whispered, lifting his head. "I wanna see those pretty eyes of yours as you lose control."

"Then look at me." You moaned. "Watch me come apart for you, Mark."

Mark moaned as you rode him faster and faster. You could hear your breaths getting heavier, your moans growing louder. Mark stared into your eyes, encouraging you as he grabbed hold of your hips tightly. You closed your eyes, feeling your pussy tighten around his cock.

"Mark, let's cum together." You panted, tightening your muscles. "Fill me up with your hot load, Mark. I need it so badly."

"Here it comes, Y/N." Mark whispered, arching his back slightly. "Cum for me."

Your pussy tightened around his cock as you felt your orgasm wash over you. You screamed out his name as your body shook uncontrollably, your orgasm tearing through your entire body. Mark released his grip on your hips, grabbing your tits and squeezing them roughly. His cock pulsated wildly, shooting its thick load of cum deep inside of you. You collapsed against him, breathing heavily as your orgasm finally faded away.

Mark slowly lifted you off of him, laying you down next to him. You rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. You could feel his arms wrapping around you, his warmth radiating throughout your entire body. You closed your eyes, basking in the moment as he softly stroked your hair.

"Do you have any idea how amazing you are?" Mark whispered, resting his chin on top of your head. "I honestly don't know what I did to deserve someone as wonderful as you."

You tilted your head up to meet his gaze. "I'd say we both had something to do with it."

"Is that so?" Mark smirked. "Well then, I guess you're stuck with me forever."

"Forever?" You asked, smiling at him. "What are you insinuating, Mark Lee? That I'm going to be yours forever?"

"Only if you want me to be." Mark replied simply, cupping your face in his hands. "And if you'll have me."

You nodded, returning his smile. "Of course I will, Mark. I wouldn't have it any other way."

"That's my girl." He whispered, nibbling your lower lip playfully. "That's my little farmer."

"Yeah, that's me." You said with a smile. "Forever with her cowboy. Always and forever."

#nct #nct stories #nct fanfic #nct imagines #nct 127 #nct dream #nct smut #nct mark #nct mark smut #mark x reader #mark lee

[127luvr]

Be There for You

Mark Lee x Male Reader x Lee Haechan (Pt.2)

In which you find yourself caught in between two men and you can’t quite choose

It’s always been Mark and Haechan.

For as long as you could remember it’s always been the two of them. Not that you were there when they first met but hearing the story—it felt like you missed out on the greatest love story to date. Not everyone meets their soulmate at a mere 13—and 14—years old. Not everyone fights with their soulmates so severely they make them want to leave the country as a whole. But Mark and Haechan were exactly that to each other. Regardless of all of their hardships together—they were in love.

You could see it in their eyes. Mark’s usually wandered towards Haechan when he wasn’t looking—a habit that came from years of thinking that Haechan didn’t like him. You see the way his eyes trail up from Haechan’s bare legs to his tanned arms to his face—never quite meeting his eyes. Instead focusing on the moles that littered Haechan’s face.

Haechan is much bolder than Mark. He initiates the skinship that Mark hates. He stares into Mark’s dark eyes with his own light ones, the soft edges of his eyes sharpening quickly when he looks at Mark. Almost as if he were fantasizing about eating him. You’ve noticed his eyes never shape-shift when looking at other people—only Mark. It was something you didn’t know you wanted in a partner. Something that unwillingly filled your stomach with dread as you watched them interact with one another.

You weren’t sure of what the problem was—why it bothered you so much when Mark and Haechan were in their own world, leaving you with your own thoughts. It wasn’t that you couldn’t join them. More that you didn’t want to intrude—you didn’t want to make it about you when it was clearly about them and their relationship.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Yangyang’s outstretched hand finally gave you a reason to tear your eyes away from the couple. A smile escaping your lips when you see the change in his hand. He shakes it a little—teasing you as he comes to sit beside you. “They’re so oblivious, huh?” You feel yourself stiffen, unsure of what Yangyang could be referring to when he said oblivious. Surely he couldn’t know. “They’re like one of the best couples in the group—next to me and Renjun of course. Right?” You don’t know why why the comment doesn’t sit well on your ears.

Best couple.

“No one could beat renyang.”

“That’s more like it, (Y/n)!” Yangyang lets out a boyish laugh, his smile stretching from ear to ear as he slaps your shoulders. It’s contagious—his laughter. He has your eyes filled with tears as you laugh along with him, rubbing where he hit your arm in his fit of laughter. “Don’t you think this should be a fixed unit? We need a full album with just us.”

You shudder at the thought of it. Being a fixed unit would mean that you would have to be around Mark and Haechan more than you already were. It was convenient if they weren’t around—making you rethink your morals as a person. The rest of the conversation is lost in the set. Blending in with the rest of the buzz that fills around you. There’s no distraction big enough to pull you away from Mark and Haechan.

You wish you could’ve fallen for one of them—at least with that it would’ve been easier to guilt yourself into getting rid of your feelings. It aches deep in your throat knowing that if it had been one or the other, it would’ve been easy for your feelings to disappear. It would’ve been easier than dealing with these nauseating spells that come with hanging out with both of them. Not that they ever made you feel left out. Quite the opposite—they were more than accommodating with you. Keeping their PDA as a couple to a minimum and always including you in whatever they were doing. Still it was hard—restricting yourself around them. Stopping yourself from picking the lint that found it’s way on Haechan’s knitted sweaters. Stopping yourself from fixing the back of Mark’s hair that often sticks up—never wanting to cross a line you might never come back from.

“It’s my turn!” You feel Yangyang jump off the couch, energy bouncing off with him as he runs towards the ice rink, almost tripping on his way there. You sigh, pulling at the large jersey that pools at your waist. Alone again.

“(Y/n).” You feel your stomach twist. Mark’s soft voice always makes you feel lighter—it shouldn’t fill you with dread as he waves you over to where he’s standing, under pink and purple lights. “Haechan’s filming too!”

Reluctantly you get up, the stride towards him feels like it’s miles away. You don’t know how your legs simultaneously feel like jelly and as if they weigh a hundred pounds each. You’re unsure of how you make it next to him, all consciousness gone when he brushes his arm next to yours. You swallow hard, shaking your head so your (h/c) hair could cover the look in your eyes.

“Isn’t he so dreamy?” You could count the amount of times Mark compliments Haechan in front of him on just one hand—but the moment Haechan isn’t near him listening, it’s all Mark can do. You look up from your shoes, raising your eyebrows to see Haechan in action.

The camera is spinning around him, lights flashing on and off as he continuously lipsyncs the bridge. He’s so calm, eyes sharp and eyebrows relaxed which further plays into his coolness. You can’t tear your eyes from him, his captivating aura pulling you in dangerously like a siren. He’s almost done in one take, bowing towards the crew as he asks for another just in case. But you know he doesn’t need it, they have enough of his footage. This time around you swear you can hear his voice over the recording—the richness bouncing off of the walls. You let out a breathy “yeah” in response to Mark’s rhetorical question.

The realization sets in, heat creeping from the tops of your ears to the soles of your feet. This was the first time you openly admitted that Haechan was attractive—or rather dreamy—as Mark put it.

You turn your head so you could see Mark from your peripheral vision. He has the same effect on you as Haechan does. Even just standing under the pink and purple lights with his light makeup—it was enough to send you over the edge. There’s a small smile that takes over his lips, cheekbones protruding off his face in pure joy. There is not a hint of jealousy or malicious glint behind Mark’s eyes. Only pure admiration of his boyfriend and people who recognized it so.

“Do you want to get dinner with me and Haechan after the shoot? We’ve been so busy, we’ve been neglecting you, (Y/n).”

#mark lee #lee donghyuck #haechan #nct #nct u #nct 127 #nct dream #mark lee x male reader #donghyuck x male reader #nct x male reader #nct u x male reader #nct 127 x male reader #nct dream x male reader #x male reader #mark x male reader x Haechan #hi guys #haha #this came to me in a dream #i don’t know if I ever execute these stories right #i try my best #<3

[anotherfanaccount]

That bandage is holding on the sanity of the Fandom.

Godddd I adore Dreamies so much but it still shocks me that they're grown up....me being barely older than them but still. Why are you all still not the chewing gum kids.

This comeback looks sooooo good already.

#nct dream #kpop #nct #dreamies #mark lee #I'll be waiting for uour giggles and roasts dear #renjun #they used renjun's artwork #go my artist renjun #jeno #I don't have enough words for my guy #jaemin #pretty boy crying and fighting #I'm seated #haechan #glitching and has my lore seeking brain alerted #chenle #can't wait for his stories about these shoots #jisung #he's the main character #dreamscape

[rkmarchive]

standing at the centre of the bedroom it was you and mark kissing each other, fully naked. both of you were so so horny. can’t help but feel each others warmness. mark roaming his hands around your body. from ur tits, back, and ur ass that he loves so much. and you touching his hard cock. light feathery touches and pumping him slowly makes him groan in your mouth out of desperation. his cock is dripping of precum and its so hard and red for you. aching almost. it’s so painful for him to not feel you. he let go of your lips, catching his breath.

“i love it when you touch my dick..so hot” he was practically drooling by the sight of your body. “mark can it.. will it fit inside me?” you said in a soft tone, pouting. you felt his cock twitch in your hands after saying those sweet words to him. “fuck baby, d’you think it will?” he buried his face onto your neck, leaving light kisses. “is it big and thick enough for your cute pussy to handle? hm?” he sucked on your skin making you jolt on the sudden feeling.

#mark lee smut #nct smut #nct scenarios #nct 127 smut #mark smut #nct mark smut #nct x reader #just a little story #felt a little anxious to post this haha #anyways

[vergilthelibrarian]

I find it hard to breathe.

I swear I hear something in my closet.

No… I think it’s someone, it has to be.

Someone has been leaving me love letters.

At first it gave me chills simply how poetically he would write his yearn for me.

Then it started giving me chills for weirdly needy he was becoming for me.

Then finally it would fill me dread without unabashedly obsessive he became for me.

Right now, I’m laying down in my bed trying to calm my breathing.

I’ve been having some issues with them as of late and I would hear them scattering around but recently they would sometimes become silent.

Usually I fall asleep pretty fast and once I’m sleep, it’s hard for me to wake but I’ve been dealing with a bout of insomnia, mostly from stressed and anxiety.

Both from college and from the love letters.

At first I thought I was being paranoid about someone being in my home, most people are but when I noticed the mice’s movements cease and whatever video I had playing stop and the room silent… I noticed that the room wasn’t completely silent.

I heard breathing.

Light and soft, like as if someone was trying to not be noticed.

The first night I noticed this, I pretended to wake up and ran to my bathroom to take some NyQuil to force myself asleep.

I know that was really stupid but the police never take stalking cases seriously until it’s too late and even then they still don’t…

Anyway, whosever been in my room, in my closet watching me sleep sent me a letter this morning before school telling me that everything will make sense tonight.

My breathing is erratic as I hear my closet door creak open and I shut my eyes immediately, squeezing them so hard.

I need someone to help me, to save me from whoever this is.

“HELP-“

My eyes open quickly, widen as I come face to face with-

“Don’t shout, you know your neighbors are elderly.” Mark quietly said in a chastising tone.

My heart sunk and my body turned cold.

How could my own best friend do this?

#I wrote this on my phone #this could definitely be better #I honestly really want to continue my mark story but I started school and I’ve been extremely sick since last month #so when I’m not studying or doing homework #I’m usually asleep 😖 #nct yandere #yandere nct #yandere mark #yandere mark lee #yandere nct dream #yandere nct 127 #nct x male reader #nct dream x male reader #nct 127 x male reader #nct x reader #nct dream x reader #nct 127 x reader #mark lee x ftm reader #mark lee x male reader #mark lee x reader

[markiemocha]

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mark lee as ur bf! & mark appreciation post! 🫶🏾

- Mark is definitely your quirky kinda hip boyfriend lol! he very out spoken and shows his affection in a very obvious way!

Affection ❀.*~

-He loves kissing you on your cheeks, you have really fat cheeks and he loves giving them little pecks every second!

He’s definitely gonna shower you with gifts. Every time he comes to your hometown during tour he definitely showers you in and lots and lots of different clothes,shoes,style. You already know he can dress so you know he definitely gonna have his girl lookin good.

Good listener ❀.*~

he also definitely reminds me of somebody who’s definitely very easy to open up to as far as having to have deep talks with or vent to or laugh with & cry with definitely you’re going to need a guy like Mark, because he is the type to make you cry when you need to cry and laugh need you laugh.

Why you/we love mark! ❀.*~

He’s also very very quirky so you might want to get used to his very odd personality like he says some of the most weirdest things but that’s why we love em so that’s why I kind of got to get used to that because that’s what he’s all about is STRAIGHT UP WERIDNESS LOL!

he’s definitely the type to text you like “good morning cutie” or like “you’re so fine” or like comment damn under a picture of you or something I don’t know he just give me those vibes .

there is those times though where he is very very blushy & shy and it’s honestly so cute like he’s such a cutie pie!

he definitely give me those vibes to help you take out your hair like your braids or something if you need help, he’s gonna help you cause he bored anyway probably lmao!

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Honestly,

when I think of Mark, I always think of how cute he is very outspoken very funny very corny but he’s still funny and he definitely can make you laugh or if he’s doing something weird you give them that “what the hell are you doing” he’s just very cute like a very nice guy like you can tell he’s very generous but if you say something weird, he gonna say some weird back but in a good way! he gives me those kind of vibes like he’s just a very outspoken and a lil weirdo and I think that’s what makes him very unique. He’s very weird and I like that about him he ain’t shy,but then there’s sometimes when he’s not,he’s like a professional like when he’s doing interviews or speaking during a talk session at concerts i mean he still kinda quirky but when like they’re doing like lives he’s very like himself and that’s what I like. He could be himself anytime,anywhere.

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To my First Love, my lilac this is my silent love letter to you- Mark Lee

Over 5k words.

Suggestive, Smut, Fluff & Slight Angst. Minors do not read!

I hope you enjoy my first short story here.

It was around eight when my father finally came out the basement. He had been there since he came home from work.

“How was work?” My mom asked him. My dad remained silent focusing on undoing his tie, taking it off he picked up his fork. “Fine” he chewed his food. Keeping his eyes on his plate. This was the first time he sat at the table with us in months. “Well that’s nice” my mother tried to save the conversation, but it only became more awkward. She placed down her fork and knife looking directly at my father who kept his eyes on his plate. “My boss was a real jerk today” she began, “He made me do so much more paperwork for a mess he created. I mean can you believe it?” She said frustrated. My father shrugged “That’s great” he said with a sigh like it was painful for him to care.

“Honey, are you even listening?” She asked him. She only knew the answer but couldn’t help herself. My father remained quiet only lasting about five more minutes at the table before he picked up his food and left for the basement. Small beats of silence passed before my mother spoke. “You can leave if you want to Y/n. You don’t have to stay” she said keeping her disappointed eyes on her plate. I decided to stay and finish my meal.

How did I get so lucky with you?” She asked. I shrugged “I guess I’m a miracle baby” she chuckled eating some of her dinners. “That you are” Laying awake in my bed as the rain poured outside my window I played with the hem of my blanket. I wonder what went wrong. Between my mother and father. They used to be so in love. My father always brought my mother her favorite flower every day when he came home from work. One lilac, just one. When they first met he was too poor to buy an entire boquete, so he brought her one flower for their first date. It became their thing. He still brings her a flower every day even though he could now afford hundreds of flowers, he still gave her one. She was his first love and he was hers. I wonder where it went wrong? Now the last flower he brought her was months ago. She tried to keep it alive but it had died.

As I lay awake I hear a tap on my window, looking up I see my boyfriend Mark. Shaking my head trying to keep my smile hidden I walk over to the window. Opening it I help Mark inside helping him remove his soaked, heavy jacket. “What are you doing here?” I ask as Mark takes off his sneakers placing them next to my desk. He shakes his head like a dog removing water from its fur. He looks up into my eyes. “I wanted to see you,” he said stepping closer to me and kissing my lips. I smiled into the kiss, kissing him back and placing my arms around his neck. Pulling him closer to me, walks us further into the room his hands sliding down from my breath to my waist. “Mhm, no bra?” He questioned going back to kissing me. Slightly pushing him off me I let him sit down at my desk.

I take my place right on his lap not caring about his wet jeans. Placing my legs over his he holds onto me so I don’t fall kissing me again. “I missed you,” he said. I chuckled looking deeply into his eyes. “You saw me a couple of hours ago” he shook his head holding onto my inner thigh. His hand traveled lower, I sucked in a breath. His fingers could feel the heat where I wanted him most. He pouted kissing my lips and holding onto me tightly. “It’s not enough. You know the summer is almost over. We don’t have much time together” he whispered against my neck leaving a trail of wet kisses. My smile slowly started to fade. Pushing him off lightly I looked into his brown eyes. I spent so much time making happy memories with Mark I’d forgotten that soon I’d have to let him go.

Once summer was over Mark was leaving off to college and so was I. He would be going to Stanford and I would be going to Harvard, all the way on the other side of the country. He and I had both assumed long distance wouldn’t work so we spent the time we had now together..“Let’s not talk about that now” I begin playing with his fingers that rested on my thigh. Lifting my face towards him I smile, “Let’s make good memories, eat good food and stay healthy so that you can visit me, okay?” I smiled. Mark smiled nodding his head and leaning in closer to me.

“Okay. Let’s take care of ourselves and enjoy this moment together” he leaned in and kissed me lifting me and holding me in his arms as he made his way to my bed. Laying me down he hovered over me. Leaning into my neck he kissed his way up to my lips. His fingers trailed along my stomach which was slightly exposed due to the thin layer of material of a tank top that once covered it. The tips of his fingers tickled causing me to chuckle. Mark chuckled as well laying his hand flat this time and kissing my lips. Lowering himself further down my body I leaned up on my elbows watching as he kissed down my stomach. Sneaking a glance at me I watched as he pulled my shorts down. I lifted my butt in the air so that he could easily pull down the shorts. Tossing them to the side he pulled my panties down as well.

Spreading my legs open for Mark I wasn’t even shy. I had done this for him so many times already that my mind and body weren’t cables of being shy around him. He’s seen me at my best and worst. Spreading my folds with his cool finger I moaned when he flicked his thumb over my clit. He smirked licking his lips at the sight of my dripping cunt. Leaning forward his wet tongue began to lick my clit as his fingers dance around my entrance. “Mark” I whined growing impatient. He chuckled leaning closer to me. “I’m sorry baby I’m just trying to make good memories”he flirted. “What kind of memories? Memories of eating me out?” I asked letting my elbows set me down on my back. He smiled, “That and I need something to think about when you’re away” I rolled my eyes smiling at the corny comment. I lightly kicked him with my foot. Mark leaned in sucking on my clit causing me to moan into my hand, still, the moan was loud. Mark removed one of his hands from my thigh holding it over my mouth. “Shh,” he said against my pussy immediately going back to sucking and playing with her. Once I finished I went to suck him off.

At first, he told me no that I didn’t have to, but agreeing to palm him through his jeans he was on board. Sucking off Mark was always enjoyable. I loved watching the way his face changed when I finally touched him or when I finally placed him in my mouth. The way his head fell back at the sight of me sucking him deep into my mouth. There was something so beautiful about watching a man completely crumble underneath me or above me. Watching Mark’s chest rise up and down made me think about riding him. He tapped my shoulder letting me know he was gonna cum. Pushing me off I licked my lips taking off my tank top. Pushing back into my bed I got on top of him. “Let me ride you” I whined. He quickly nodded taking off his shirt and placing me on top of his cock. He moved me up a bit to get a hold of his dick. However, the sensation felt too good.

Both of us let out a moan, my pussy jerking off his dick as his tip hit my clit. It was delicious. “Do it again” I said. He nodded gliding me against his cock and holding onto my waist. Silently moaning again I held over my mouth to not make a sound. Mark bit his lip gliding me over his cock again. “Go faster,” I said. Mark instantly started to move my hips faster. I moved with him jerking his cock as his tip hit my clit over and over.

“Fuck” he whispered watching my pussy slide off his dick. His mouth was a gape, his jaw slacked and his eyes trained on watching my pussy glide against his dick. I couldn’t help but watch either. My eyes wandered to his face. I nearly moaned out loud at the sight. As much as I wanted to fuck him right now, It felt too good to stop this. Why didn’t we try this before? Mark jerked me against him faster as he came all over his stomach. His abs puff in and out along with his chest. Sweat glistened on his forehead and body.

Looking up at me he watched my face as he continued to move my hips helping me finish too. Once I came all over his cock he moaned watching and helping to lift me off him. His dick glistened with both our juices in the moonlight. Grabbing a towel I wiped his stomach and he laid me down on my bed and wiped me clean.

The days flew by the end of summer was coming closer than I thought. Mark was such a good distraction from the world. He made every moment together so beautiful and so perfect. We spent days going on dates and whispering little nothings to each other at night wrapped in each other's arms. As much as I didn’t want to think about it, it was going to be hard to let him go. But I have to, both our futures depend on the decisions we make now. Mark considered rejecting Stanford at one point to follow me to Harvard. I told him he was out of his mind to reject his dream school and that he should focus on living a good life. I couldn’t stop him from following his dreams.

Mark had also told me he loved me the night he found out he had gotten accepted to Stanford, I told him I loved him back. A week later I got a letter from Stanford saying I was rejected, and a few more days later I had gotten my acceptance video from Harvard. Mark is my first love. I’ve never felt this way toward anyone before. Mark has only told me how much he loved me once. Other than that he doesn’t mention his feelings to me outside of saying ‘I love you’. Sometimes I wish he did, it’s nice to hear how the person you love feels about you even if you’ve heard the story thousands of times. I know I tell Mark the story the night I realized I loved him all the time because he always ask me to tell it. I don’t mind telling him the story, it makes me happy to know he cares just as much as I do about my feelings for him. As I lay awake at night again, I hear a tapping on my window. Smiling knowing exactly who it was I made my way over to the window. Opening it up I stepped aside for him to enter. However, he remains outside my window.

“Mark, what are you doing? It’s raining again tonight, come inside” I say moving my hand over my head to stop the raindrops from hitting my eyes. He sighs stepping inside but only remaining by the window. I walk further into my room assuming he’d follow but he doesn’t. “Why are you just standing there? You know you’re free to walk around my room” I said flopping in my bed. I pick up my remote. “Do you want to watch a movie? We can watch The Notebook” I wiggle my brows. Mark smiles for a moment but quickly brushes it away. Shaking his head he stands up straight and says.

“I want to break up” Looking away from my tv I look into his eyes.

“What?” I question.

“I want to. I want to break up” he says stuttering. He plays with his fingers his eyes avoiding mine. “Look the summer is almost over and you leave for college soon. We should rip the bandage off now before it hurts later on” I scoff sitting up on my bed and placing my remote down. “Is that really what you want?” I ask. He nods keeping his eyes away from mine.

I nod, “Okay” is all I say.

“I’m sorry” is all he says.

“Don’t be,” I begin. “Mark you know how I feel about love. I love it” I say. “Many things happen to a couple while in love. One of those things is to let the other go if it means they will be happy. I love you so much that if your leaving makes you happy then I will not stand in you’re way. If you think this will make you happy and months later you’ll come back hoping I’m available I want you to know that I will not be waiting for you,” I confess. “Love is not about waiting for the person to be ready. It’s about supporting them in the healthy decisions they choose that make them happy. If you are not happy with me then, I wish you happiness somewhere else” I say opening my window for him to leave.

I silently hoped he wouldn’t, that my profession of love would somehow make him stay. Make him realize this was a mistake. I wished he’d say something to me, anything at this point. All he did was stare at his fingers playing with his thumbs. I sighed growing impatient. I know he has a million things he wants to say, I just wished he’d say them. When the silence started to become unbearable I finally spoke.

“I think it’s best now if you go,” I say slightly annoyed. Mark nods stepping outside the window. Mark lets out a shakey breath his eye falling from mine. Climbing down the tree Mark was starting to regret his decision. The truth was he never wanted to break up. He wanted things to work out, he assumed this would just be easier for both of us. However he couldn’t voice how he felt, he never could. He always got too nervous to say how he felt. Afraid of judgment or something absurd. I would never judge Mark. I didn’t even judge him when he tried to play the flute for me months ago in an attempt to recreate a scene from a movie I loved. He was horrible but I still listened to every note he attempted to hit like it was the best song I had ever heard.

He climbed down the large tree disappearing into the night. I closed my window locking it. Throwing myself into bed I held back my tears picking up my remote I pressed play on the movie. My sadness was replaced with anger. He didn’t even fight for me. He just let me walk away. Holding my pillow I still couldn’t believe it. He didn’t fight at all all he said was

“I’m sorry” that was supposed to make me feel better I rolling my eyes and trying my best to focus on the movie.

Finally, the day had come and it was time to say goodbye. My mom rolled one of two of my suitcases into the trunk of her car. Placing it inside she took mine from my hands sliding the suitcase on top of the other. I put my carry-on inside the trunk, stepping aside so my mother could close the lid. Walking over to my friends I said goodbye sitting inside the car and letting my mom drive me to the airport.

“I'm gonna miss you," she beginning to drive down the neighborhood street. "But I'm also so proud of you. I know you're going to do great things in life, please don't make the same mistakes I did" She said looking over at me, giving me a small smile then turning back to the wheel. "Was dad a mistake?" I asked feeling the air in the car shift. She sighed shaking her head, "We were young when we had you, you know that," She smiled. "I think because we became parents so soon and my focus turned to you our romance died," She said.

“So it's my fault?" I said widening my eyes and slightly hurt. My mother quickly shook her head. "No of course not. What I mean is my life turned into your life and your father's as well. You became our lilac. You are the most important and best thing to happen to us I'm sure of that. What happens between me and your father is our relationship and has absolutely nothing to do with you. I just think he wished he didn't have to grow up so fast" She said truthfully. I nodded turning my head to look out the window and sighing to myself.

Small beats of silence passed before my mom spoke.”How's Mark doing?" she asked. I rolled my eyes lifting my head off my chin. "Mom I don't want to talk about him right now,” She nodded continuing to drive. "I know. I know. I just want to know how you're doing. How are you, honey?" My mom asked slightly worry in her tone.

I sighed placing my hoodie off my head. "I'm fine. This is for the better as he said. We’re gonna be living two completely different lives anyway,” "And that was easy for you, just to leave him," she said concerned for my feelings."I didn’t leave him he left me,” I said. "But are you happy? I know you love him and it's okay if it hurts" I huffed rolling my eyes. Why can't she just drop this? "It doesn’t matter what I feel right now mom. I just want to get to school and forget all about this” I lie. She shakes her head. She can read me like the back of her hand. She knows I’m lying but doesn’t press any further. “I’m surprised you didn’t get a boom box and stand outside his window” I chuckle at the idea, it’s how I asked him to prom.

Clearing my throat I washed away the memory turning on the radio. “Ohhh looks Y/n it’s you’re singing!” My mom said trying to lighten up the mood. She started dancing to the beat. I chuckled allowing her to be my distraction until we got to the airport. 1 year later"Y/n!" my friends called out to me from across campus. I jogged over to them holding onto my bookbag. Hugging each of them I smiled at their presents, they make college life just a little more simple. My friend

Emily placed her arm around me. "Since the semester is over we were wondering what you would be doing for the holiday" She leaned closer to my ear using her eyes to point to the boy in front of me. “Maybe you could be doing Jeno,” she said wiggling her eyebrows. I pushed her off pretending like I was going to hit her. “Stop it,” I say causing her to smirk. “I heard he’s gonna be staying out in Boston. I also heard he has a thing for you" She said sipping her iced coffee.

“The worst kept secret in the world," I said smiling sneaking a glance at the boy who was already looking my way. He quickly turned his head looking up at the sky. I turned away as well. Emily squealed beside me handing me a cup of coffee. “He’s totally into you,” she said. I rolled my eyes as the group started to walk away from where we were standing and down a path. Emily stood beside me linking her arm with mine. As we walked she stopped dead in her path. “What?” I asked concerned checking to see if there was a bug or maybe one of the many lovers I had to hide her from.

“You didn’t answer my question”

“I’m not doing Jeno”

She shook her head, “No the other one”

I tapped my chin thinking of another questioned she asked me. “Well earlier who asked me if Johnny was single”

“Oh yea I did, is he?” She ask holding my arm.

I nodded my head, “Yea but I think he has a thing for Sam” I said.

She frowned in defeat. “Damn. How about TY?”

I thought about it for a moment. “He should be. I haven’t seen him with anyone”

she nodded “Nice you should set me up with him” I chuckled.

I can’t even count how many guys I’ve set her up with this past year. It’s also how we met. Last year on the first day of class she saw me sit next to our now-friend Jamal. She was very attracted to Jamal and like the secret Cupid I am I helped her out. He ended up having a girlfriend that we didn’t know about, but in the end, we ended up getting a friendship out of it so that’s even better. She stopped again.

“What now?” I question. "What are you doing for the holidays? Going back home? Staying here?" She asked. I thought about it for a moment. My mom said it would be okay if I stood in Boston if I wanted to but I already stood out in Boston last year and went to see her during spring break. That was around the same time I saw Mark at the grocery store with his brother. Nothing was ever more awkward than his brother trying to make small talk between us. However, I know it would hurt her if I didn't show "I think I'm gonna go home. I haven't seen my family in a while" My friend nodded her head understanding. "I get it. We'll miss you" she said hugging me. I pushed her off,

“Wait" she raised a brow. "What?" she asked."Why don't you guys come with me? My mom will love the company" my friend smiled a bright smile. "Really? she would be okay with that?" She asked almost slipping her drink. I nodded, "She should be. I'll call her" I said. Making my way back to my friends I went to tell them the news but before I could speak my phone dinged.

217- 588-8662- How are you?

I immediately recognized the number.

“You okay?" my friend asked as I stared at my phone. Lifting my head I nodded. "I'm fine" shutting off my phone I caught up with my friends. Three days later. My mom opened the door with wide arms and a big smile for me and my friends. Wearing an apron and gloves she welcomed us all in. She hugged me and my friend group. "It's so nice to meet you all. Are you all hungry?" she asked. “Yes!" they responded in unison. She smiled seating everyone at the dining table.

I walked over joining my friends. Jeno helped me place everyone’s suitcase in different rooms in the house. He placed the guys downstairs in the basement and helped me carry the girl's suitcases to my bedroom. As we brought the last bag up I slipped. 

Jeno quick on his feet helped me up off the wooden step I fell on. “Are you okay?” He asked holding out his hand for me to take. I chuckled letting him help me up. “I’m fine” I respond. He pulls me up a little hard causing me to bump into his hard chest. Holding me close we both stare into each other eyes. Just as he was about to speak the doorbell rings. I pushed him off me and ran downstairs. My mom went to open the front door but I stopped her from opening it myself. Walking over to the door I opened it revealing, "Mark?" I said both our eyes widened. "What are you doing here?" I asked.

He cleared his throat. "Your mom invited me," he said keeping his eyes locked on mine. I couldn't believe it. Why would she invite him here knowing I was coming? As time went by I remained at the front door holding it open in surprise. My mom came to the door allowing Mark to step inside. "Go ahead and sit down make yourself comfortable," she said to him.

"Are you sure?" he asked, "I don't want things to be weird" he says politely.

“They already are," I say under my breath. My mom nudged me, "Stop it" she turned back to Mark, "It's not weird. Go sit down make yourself comfortable" Mark nodded walking inside and sitting down at the table."Mom why?" I asked.

She sighed. "He's going through a lot right now okay"

"So you invite him here to our house while I'm here! He's my ex! Why would you invite him? And what does that have to do with me!” I whisper yell. She huffs turning us around so we could face the front door. "Look I didn't want to air out his business but you need context. His dad lost his job so they can't afford tuition. He's going to a community college out here for now and he's been helping your dad in the basement with that old car" She sighed. "His parents are fighting a lot so sometimes I invite him over for dinner, I had already invited him for Christmas before I knew you were coming. Besides," she flicked my forehead.

“Ow!" I whined.

“You were supposed to come tomorrow," She said. I rubbed my forehead, "I'm sorry they changed our flight" I said. "Be nice" She whispered into my ear walking away. She sat back down at the table. I followed behind her making my way into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

"Wow, this table hasn't been filled with people in years. I'm so happy Y/n invited you all for the holidays, truly. I hope you enjoy you're staying here" she said smiling I could hear the excitement in her voice watching everyone enjoy their meals. Maybe it's good Mark comes over for dinner when I'm not here, she can probably use the company. I sigh to myself sipping my water. I had no idea he dropped out of Standford.

Looking over at the dining table my eyes found Mark sitting next to Johnny. The two were talking to one another as more of my friends joined in. He fit in so well with our group, looking at him at the table felt right. Maybe he needed this, maybe he needed friends. Maybe I should be nicer to him, who knows what he's going through. Walking back to the table Jaemin spoke up, "If you keep cooking like this, I won't ever leave" he said to my mom who blushed. We all chuckled at his comment.

I sat back down at the table across from Mark, we awkwardly shared a glance before I turned to the rest of the table trying to figure out what part of the story Sam was telling. Throughout the story, I could see through the corner of my eye the glances Mark made toward me. Brushing them off I focused on the conversation."Woah I love your room," My friend Emily said walking inside and touching the lights that dangled on my wall. Jaemin walked over to my bed picking up a brown bear.

“Aww," he said holding it up. "Who is this?" he asked holding the bear. I walked over took it from his hands placing it on my bed. "It's my mom's. My dad gave it to her back in the 90s when they went to some amusement park. It was the only prize he won her. Well, he paid the guy to give it to him but my mom doesn't know that" We both chuckled at the short but cute story. Turning away I watched as Emily entered followed by our friend group, Mark stood by the door. As they walked inside my friends looked at my pictures and artwork on my wall. Jeno chuckled seeing a baby photo of me on my dresser. Walking over to him I blushed slightly embarrassed he found such a young photo of me, then again it was on my dresser where everyone could see so I can't be too shocked by the discovery.

"You look so young," he says holding the frame. "You look so cute," He said smiling at the photo. I smiled at him looking down at the photo. "You think I'm cute?" I flirted. He lifted his head looking into my eyes, "I do" he said his eyes looking into mine then turning to pick up another photo. My eyes traveled beyond the photo in his hands to the other side of the room.

I watched as my friend Sam placed her hand on Mark's shoulder. He jumped caught off guard by the closeness. She flipped her hair back and laughed at something he said. His chest erupted in small chuckles as the two flirted standing at the front of my door. "Why don't you come inside?" she asked. Such an innocent question, but for Sam it had a double meaning. Sam wasn't one to strive away from a casual hookup, but she had a type and was a lot pickier than Emily. The only thing Emily wanted was someone clean and attractive, age didn't matter unless they were under eighteen. She didn't need to get to know you or go out on a date, if you were down she was down.

Unlike Sam who liked guys like Mark. She liked to mess with them and tease them just to watch them fall apart. Sam was the kind of girl who got you in trouble, who you'd fall in love with and she'd break you're heart because she wasn't ready for love. It's why she always refuses Johnny. However I couldn't get mad at Sam for being so touchy with Mark, she didn't know he was my ex. I had enough trust to know that if she did she would have left him alone.

Mark's eyes made their way to mine. I quickly turned around facing Jeno again talking about the baby photo. Jeno continued to talk about how cute I looked as a baby and I answered his questions with one-word responses. I couldn't help but look back at Mark and Samantha. My face started to heat up and an annoyed feeling floated around in my stomach. Why was I so bothered? Mark and I broke up a year ago, I should be flirting with Jeno or even Jaemin. Why was my mind so occupied with Mark? Maybe it's because I haven't seen him in a while and all those feelings I hid away were slowly starting to rise.

Later that night."Okay Y/n," Emily said walking over to me and sitting down beside me on my rug. "Sam just went into the shower" I nodded my head confused. "Uh okay? Why are you telling me this?" She stared blankly at me like I was supposed to know why. She huffed after I didn't speak for a couple of seconds. “What's up with the Mark guy? You've been staring at him all night" she said crossing her arms over her chest. "Do you like him?" she raised her brow smirking. I scoffed, "I thought you wanted me with Jeno?" She rolled her eyes letting her arms fall. "I want you with whoever makes you happy. So who's the Mark guy?" she asked again.

I sighed telling her. "He's my ex. We broke up before we started school" I confessed. She leaned back nodding her head. "Now it makes sense, why he stood outside you're room," She said. "You still like him?" she asked. I widened my eyes shaking my head answering rather quickly, "No!" I said nervously. "I don't" she lightly kicked me with her foot. "Ow!" You do like him!" she said. "You better hurry up and get him" Why?" I asked. "Because Sam has been after him the whole night" I shrugged turning away. "So? he's my ex. Besides Jeno is right downstairs. I could go see him if I wanted to" I said trying to hide my irritation.

She rolled her eyes, "First off we both know you don't like him, and second of all If you go downstairs to see Jeno, you'll see Mark" I widened my eyes turning to face her again. "He's here?!" she nodded why does everyone know what's happening in this house except for me? "You're mom let him stay. The boys have taken a liking to him, so I'm sure they're hanging out" I got up off the rug putting on my slippers.

I walked towards my door grabbing the knob. "Where are you going?" Emily asked sarcastically already chuckling. "The basement" I responded my back still turned, opening the door. "You better hurry the water just turned off!" she shouted laughing as she heard me pick up my pace.

“That's my girl" she whispered to herself proud she was somehow able to convince me to go to the basement. I opened the basement door hearing laughter from the couch. Walking down the stairs all the boys turned their attention to me. "Hey Y/n," my friend Jamal said. "Do you want to join us?" I shook my head. "No, I need to speak to Mark," The two boys Oooed except for Mark and Jeno. Mark stood up walking over to me. We walked up the stairs leading him to the back door I stepped outside and he followed."Look if you want me to leave I will, you don't have to embarrass me-" he began to say. I shook my head.

“I'm not trying to embarrass you. I'm just curious as to why you're here" I said folding my arms over my chest. He sighed, " I don't want to talk about it right now," he said turning his head away and looking towards the ground. I sighed cold air leaving my lips, classic. We stood in silence for amount before Mark walked towards me. He took off his hoodie stepping closer to me. I stepped back, "What are you doing?" I asked. He handed me the hoodie exposing his arms. "It's freezing out here," He said holding his green hoodie out. "Put this on" I hesitantly took it from his hands deciding not to debate with him. Pulling the hoodie over my head we both stood again awkwardly.

Small beats of silence passed before Mark spoke again. “I think that Jeno guy likes you," Mark said to make conversation. I chuckled. "You and everyone else" I kicked my foot in the snow. He looked at me, and my eyes wandered every else but to his, watching the snow fall on the grass. Mark's eyes stood in the same spot they are now. "If you know he likes you then why not give him a chance?" he asked. Because I don't like him the way I like you I say in my head. Instead of saying the truth I shrug, "He's not my type," I say.

Mark steps closer tilting his head to the side his eyes never leaving me. "Oh, yea? What is your type" he says coming increasingly closer. I quickly glance at him slightly panicking with how close he was getting to me. I step back slowly tripping over my own feet. I reach out to the railing slightly turning my body away from him.

I shrug again, "I don't know, not him"Mark chuckles standing beside me. "Are you warm?" he says lower so only my ears can hear. I nod feeling his breath on my neck causing the little hairs to rise. "Are you cold?" I ask seeing him still in a t-shirt and jeans. He shakes his head, "I'm okay, I'm just making sure you are" he lied. I slowly start to turn my head looking into his eyes. Mark's lips are inches away from mine. He lets out a breath, I don't even watch the cold air fade away from his lips. He slowly starts to lean in and I don't turn away. Closing his eyes I close mine as well and let him kiss me. I place my hands behind his head and he places his hands around my waist deepening the kiss on my back porch. He holds me closer pressing his front against mine and kissing down my neck he uses his breath to warm up my skin sending shivers down my whole body.

Just as the kiss continues to get heated the back door swings open revealing Johnny and the rest of my friends. I quickly jump away from Mark fixing my hair and clothes. Emily comes out from behind Jamal and Sam follows behind her. "What are you guys doing out on the porch?" Johnny asks suspiciously.

"Just talking" I answer smoothing out my clothes and wiping my lips. Everyone seems to buy it including Johnny. Nodding his head he turns to the unlit fireplace. "Porch party?" he questioned. Everyone nods in agreement gathering chairs and beer as Emily walks over to set up the bonfire. Looking over at Mark my eyes meet his. He was already looking at me. Letting myself walk away to help Jaemin with the chairs I turn to see Sam glancing at the both of us and walking in Mark's direction.

I walked towards my bedroom door smelling my mom's bacon through the walls. "I should probably go thank him," I say taking the box off my nightstand and allowing Sam to place the locket back inside. Sam nods, "You should it's so pretty and while you're down there can you check if Mark is there, I have to talk to him" I look over at Emily who shakes her head. I look back at Sam, "Uh sure" she smiles standing up from my bed. "Great" she walks over to me and hugs me "Merry Christmas Y/n" then she makes her way to the bathroom. I look at Emily again who just shoes me away. I chuckle walking out my bedroom door.

On the way there I bump into Mark. "Oh sorry," we both say in unison. He's holding a towel in his hand and a toothbrush. "You can go first if you want," he said motioning towards the bathroom door. I shook my head. "It's okay I don't need it" There was a moment of silence. Why is every time we're alone together I act so weird like I can't form a clear sentence in my head. Deciding to escape this discomfort I chose to speak up. "Do you know where Jeno is?" I ask. Mark's large eyes meet mine. "He's helping your mom," he says. "Thank you," I say walking away however before I get far enough Mark clears his throat to stop me. "Merry Christmas Y/n," he says. "Merry Christmas Mark," I respond then turn and walk away. Walking outside I examined the front yard for Jeno.

Finally finding him helping my mom, move boxes into the basement. I start making my way over to them. "Hey Jeno," I wave him down. "Can I talk to you?" I ask. He nods smiling handing the heavy box over to Johnny who gladly takes it. He jogs over to me following me up the small hill. We start to walk further away to the opposite side of the front yard. “What's up?" he asks squinting his eyes from the sun. I sighed, This was gonna be hard. I didn't want to lose Jeno as a friend, he's a nice guy. I hope of lack of feelings for him isn't enough for him to end our friendship. "First off I want to say thank you for the necklace, it was really pretty," I say. Jeno nods putting his hands on his hips his sweater blowing in the morning breeze. He was still wearing his jogging outfit. His hair was stuck to his forehead and he let out deep breaths, probably tired from running and lifting all those boxes.

"I'm glad you liked it. Sam said you would" I nodded kicking a nearby pebble. "About that...I think it's pretty I do and I'm grateful for it, I just can't wear it" He crosses his arms over his chest. "How come?" He widens his eyes letting his arms fall "Is it too big?" he asks. I shake my head, "No I'm allergic to gold" He frowns letting his head all in disappointment. "I'm sorry I didn't know" I shake my head touching his arm. He lifts his head looking into my eyes. "It's okay," I smile. "Jeno I need to tell you something"

He stands up straight letting his arm relax under my touch. "Yea what's up?" he says. I sigh, I hope this goes well. "I like you, I do but not in the way you like me. I'm sorry if you feel like I led you on, but I think you should pursue someone who likes you the way you like me" I say hoping he doesn't get offended and walk away. Jeno nods his head understanding. "I get it. Thank you for being honest with me" he says, holding out his hand. I take his hand shaking it, we both look into each other's eyes and smile. "Thank you," I say. He nods, "Let's go back to the others, it's time to go" I nod walking with him to the car. Everyone had packed their things in my mom's trunk as well as the rental we had for our trip here. Johnny sat inside the rental car with Sam, Jaemin Jamal, and Jeno.

I sat next to my mom in the passenger seat as Emily sat in the back. Taking off to the airport my mom and Emily filled the car with conversation. Sam had blabbed to my mom about the necklace Jeno gave me. “I thought it was Jeno," she said surprised. "The boy with the blue hair right? I thought so too" My mom said. "It's very obvious he likes her," She said smirking. "And he's cute" she pointed out to Emily who just nodded her head. I shook my head, "He got me a gold necklace" I said. "He got you a gold necklace?" You're allergic," my mom said. I nodded "Yea, but he didn't know so I'm not mad. It was a little weird though. It felt like when you're boyfriend leaves a surprise for you so you can see it when you wake up" I say causing Emily to chuckle. "It was pretty tough, but not you're style," She said. I nodded, "Yea but at least he thought of me" My mom nodded agreeing with me. "It's always the thought that counts" I nodded turning away and looking towards the car window.

For the rest of the car ride, I remained looking out the window as Emily and my mom talked. My mind elsewhere only focusing on one person, Mark. A part of me wanted to turn around and talk to Mark and find out why. Why was he avoiding me so much? Why couldn't just tell me how he felt? It would make it so much easier to move on if he just opened up to me or maybe it would make me fall more in love with him. Maybe it's better if I never know. Maybe I should just go back to Boston and start a new life. No one takes me seriously anyway. "Y/N you're too nice, people will take advantage of you" or "Y/n love is stupid, it doesn't exist so stop forcing you're stupid narratives on us" Why do I have to have so many emotions? Why did I have to love and care for anything that lives? Why couldn't I just turn off my feelings like Sam or keep them hidden like Mark? Why did I have to be so weak all because I think love is special? Love is what brings people and creates families. Love is poured into everything, from art to lovers. Passion, hope, joy, and love why have I been deemed a fool for believing that everyone deserved love and romance? Everybody deserves somebody to love, everyone deserves a first love. That one big one you never forget, I will never forget Mark even if I have to let him go. Once we got to the airport we waited to board our flight.

Sam patted her jeans her eyes widening in fear. "My AirPods! I think I left them on the bench" She said. "You better go get them," Jamal said. Johnny nodded handing Jeno his bag. "I'll go with you" I shook my head, "It's okay I'll go, I want to use the bathroom," I said Johnny nodded taking his bag back. "Be back soon we leave in fifteen minutes" Jeno said. I nodded, "We should be back before then" I walked over to Sam as we walked off to find her AirPods. After ten minutes and a bathroom break, she found them underneath the bench. She sighed in relief "Thank you, Lord," she said placing them back in her bag. "Let's go we have three minutes left" I nodded following behind her.

"Wait!" I froze in my tracks. Sam stopped jogging off noticing I wasn't next to her. She squinted her eyes to see why I stopped. I turned around facing Mark who stood a couple of feet away from me. He walked towards me. I couldn't believe he was here right now. I couldn't move, my body was telling me to run up to Sam and catch my flight but my heart told me to stay right where I was. My heart wanted to hear him."Y/n..." he trailed. "You stopped," he said in slight disbelief that I didn't take off running. I couldn't my legs wouldn't let me. Sam walked over leaning closer to me "Y/n we only have two minutes left, we're gonna miss the flight" she said. I nodded slightly turning to her, "Just go ahead with put me I'll be there" She looked at me, and then Mark took off to the rest of the group.

“Whatever you have to say to me say it now. I have a plane to catch" I said crossing my arms over my chest and looking away from him. I hurt to treat him this way but I couldn't let him play with my heart anymore. I watched as he quickly scrambled around in his pockets pulling out a crumbled piece of looseleaf paper. Clearing his throat he spoke the words on the paper or at least tried to. “Y/n I want to start by saying that...that I um..." I tapped my foot eager for him to finish his sentence. Mark began sweating and speaking over his words. He huffed "Skrew this" I looked over at him as he ripped the paper up into pieces looking into my eyes. "Y/n you mean everything to me and I'm sorry," he said.

I scoffed, "That's it? We haven't seen or spoken to each other in over a year and all you have to say is that? I mean seriously you've been avoiding me since you kissed me and now you running to the airport to catch me just before I leave? What are you trying to pull here? I ask offended by his words. He wasn't being honest with me at all. It hurt that even now he wouldn't fight me. He sighed starting to walk away. I scoffed again shaking my head in disbelief. "You're unbelievable," I say walking away. I feel a hand around my arm turning me around. Mark had stopped once he heard me complain again about his lack of expression. His face had changed from defeat to frustration.

“I'm unbelievable? You're unbelievable! I don't know how to please you Y/n! It seems that everything I say or don't say is just another reason for you to walk away" I scoffed, "Oh so you're aware?" he gruffs, "See! See this is what I'm talking about. I'm doing my best to be perfect for you because I want to be with you. I care about you Y/n, you just make it so difficult to please you!" I rib my arm away from him stomping my foot on the ground. "I make it difficult? Mark all I've wanted you to do this whole time is open up to me. Talk to me! That's all I ever wanted and if you can't have a conversation with me if it's so "difficult" like you say then maybe we shouldn't be together" I said my chest heaving up and down. I was angry beyond the hills. How could he stand here and say that I was being difficult? I've made it easy for him. Always share and be honest with how I feel so he would feel comfortable talking to me. The tears that slipped out of my eyes began to burn my cheeks. I harshly wiped them away.

Mark sighed letting his head fall. "I was scared. Scared that I wasn't good enough for you. I mean look at you, you're so kind and open. Everywhere you go you make friends and people instantly like you. You're so good to me, you understand me and you see me. It makes me nervous and when you come close to me I sweat like a madman. I'm scared of losing you, I'm scared of you hating me, I'm scared you won't like me," He paused staring directly into my eyes. Shaking his head and taking my hands he began again." I don't care how it sounds you mean everything to me. After everything that's been happening in my life all my mind can wander to is you. Has Y/n eaten yet? Is she doing well? I hope she's taking care of herself. I hope she's finally found that love she is so desperately searching for" He said taking a moment to breathe. "Look Y/n I love you and I'm sorry I can't be the guy imagery guy you think about every night but I'm trying my best here" he pleaded.

“Mark..." I croaked feeling more tears form at the corner of my eyes. It felt like we were back in my bedroom fighting and loving like we always did. I didn't hear the people around us. I didn't hear nor notice my friends running over to get me and stop when they saw Mark. My attention only remained on Mark. The world stop moving for us at this moment. Time moved slowly as we poured our hearts out to each other and even though it was happening at an airport I was happy and grateful Mark was finally being honest with me. I think I should be honest with him."Ever since I was young and would hear about the stories between my mother and my father I dreamed of finding love like that. I wanted to be the girl whose lover ran home to her every night with a flower in his hand because he couldn't afford the bouquet. I wanted to be the girl who was loved regardless of the mistakes she made. I wanted to be loved for everything I have and for everything I gave. I wanted to be loved by someone who felt like a dream but still had flaws and imperfections because love isn't about being perfect and that's why I loved the idea of love so much. I envied my parent's relationship because up until this point my dad has loved my mother and my mother has loved my father. She still leaves small nothings for him under the tree and every day he leaves a lilac next to her nightstand and disappears into the basement. She just doesn't know because I take them. He figured she was throwing them away because they were always missing so he stopped and it's my fault" I cried. “Why are you telling me this?" Mark asked.

“Because he is her first love and you are mine" I confessed. "You are my lilac. You keep coming back into my life and I somehow make my way into yours. I think about you too every night and day. Is Mark okay? I hope he's studying well. I hope he's made a lot of friends" I confess more tears falling from my cheeks.

Mark wipes a few away with the pads of his fingers."Y/n I hate to break this up but we're gonna miss the flight," Emily says apologetically. Mark just looks into my eyes watching mine closely. I start to slip away from Mark's grasp letting his arms fall. As I start to turn away Mark grabs ahold of my arms pulling me into a kiss. He holds me close to him, holding the back of my head. Then he lets me go and I can't tell if this kiss is a goodbye or see you later.1 year later

"Y/N!!!" My friend shouted from the other side of our apartment. "What?" I asked as she walked into the room holding up crumbled wrapping paper. Her hair was a mess and she was sweating like a dog. I stood from my seat Emily stood up as well across from me. "What happened to you?" I asked. "Did you get into a fight with an elf?" Emily asked.

Sam huffed flopping on the couch letting the paper fall. "I've never wrapped a Christmas present before. I usually just place it in a pretty bag with pretty tissue paper then write on a pretty card" She whined annoyed with her lack of experience wrapping a gift. I walked over to her throwing away the useless paper. "Do you want help?" I asked she nodded. "Okay, I have to wrap Mark's gifts anyway so let's go," I said taking her hand. Emily followed us into Sam's room holding a pen and a pair of scissors.

"Who's the gift for anyway?" Emily asked.

"Johnny," Sam responded. Me and Emily both Oooed walking into her bedroom teasing Sam.

As we walk towards her room my phone rings, I smile at the contact.

"When are you gonna come visit me?" I ask Mark on the other side of my phone. He had recently moved to New York to work on becoming a writer. "I heard the weather is nice in Boston during this time" we both chuckle. "But I know my baby loves romance so why not Christmas in New York? You can't get any more romantic than that" I chuckle nodding my head.

“That is true, no one does Christmas like New York," I say. “I'll see what I can do," I say before hanging up the phone.

“Emily!" I shout from across the living room. "What?" she shouts back.

“I'm going to New York.." I waited until I spoke again. “Wanna come?"

Almost instantly I heard her footsteps running towards her bedroom door. Running into the living room holding onto her bag.

“Do I?" she questioned me like I was already supposed to know. I chuckled "Christmas in New York sounds good doesn't it?" I asked smiling. She picked up her phone

“I'm gonna call the whole gang" she said running off probably to back. I laughed shaking my head and walked to get my laptop.

On the plane to New York, I felt my phone buzz, picking it up I almost cried. Holding my hands to my mouth my dad's name appeared on my Lock Screen.

Dad- Merry Christmas

*Insert picture of Lilac*

Another text that came in.

Mom- I finally got them.

She wrote.

Y/n- It's so pretty.

Mom- I know right? Also, you're dad fixed our old car, you know it's the car we went to all of our dates in. You were made in that car.

Y/n- Ew mom.

Mom- What it's true! Anyways he and Mark did a good job. Have a safe flight, I love you.

Y/n- It does look good and Love you too.

I switched messages opening up mine and Mark's.

You- You told him?

…

Mark- Someone has to keep the romance alive.

———

“Merry Christmas," We all said in unison as we walked into Mark's small apartment. A small Christmas tree sat in the corner fully decorated with a star at the top. Candles were placed around the apartment as well as small decorations of snowflakes and elves. I walked over to Mark kissing his lips.

"Merry Christmas," He said against my lips.

“Merry Christmas" I responded kissing him again. We kissed for a while longer until Mark pushed off walking to the small desk next to the couch.

“I almost forgot," He said handing me a box. "Merry Christmas," he said. I opened the box and took out a silver key picking up the small note inside. My first love. We fell in love, despite our differences, and something rare and beautiful was created. I was awed.

“You copied that from the Notebook" He smiled taking me in his arms. “Someone has to keep the romance alive," He said kissing me again as the snow fell outside.

Fin

Hope you enjoyed my first ever short story on here. This is also my first Nct short story so I hope you enjoyed. Thank you for reading. Stay safe!

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[hyuckswoman]

!!down bad plot clarification!!

(please read if you have time lol)

i’ve been thinking about what anon said about down bad not being a slowburn and i thought i wanted to share some of my thoughts

(i’m always open to constructive criticism and corrections and feedback n stuff)

to me a slowburn meant that the relationship took a while to be established not necessarily taking forever to act on your feelings when you have some

and since to my understanding a slowburn was basically the whole process of them getting into a relationship being slow i thought i’d do that for my own work

that’s why it started out with mark being uncomfortable bc of y/n’s actions and her just not wanting to be in the same vicinity as mark to not make him uncomfortable and so he thought she hated him.

and so then she reassured him and they progressively started being closer? like him interacting with her, sitting with her at the café and when they discovered they both like frank ocean and stuff

and now that she’s (sorta) officially friends with alk of mark’s friends you can see them getting closer like him asking her to be on the project (which he would’ve never done with their old friendship dynamic but he feels comfortable enough to now?) also him constantly reassuring her about her skills (musical and academic) and finally him asking her to hangout to cheer her up?

idk i just thought it showed their dynamic and how they’re progressively getting closer without shoving it in your guys’ face

anyway all of that to say if anyone could explain to me how it’s not really what a slowburn is and what i could change to make it into a slowburn i’m open to it bug yea i’ll admit i’m kinda confused bc i really actually thought that what i was writing was a slowburn lol

#help lol #i hope i don’t sound too defensive i’m just genuinely confused #what the fuck is a slowburn this is killing me #i’ve been referring to this story as a slowburn this whole time when it’s not?? EMBARRASSING #nct dream #mark lee #down bad #hyuckswoman

[i4oba]

nct dream’s ideal types / MARK version! ✿..

[aka who i think would suit the members :D]

i feel like, since mark is pretty laid back most of the time, someone a little more.. adventurous? would suit him a lot, just to get him out of the comfort zone

i’m not talking literally, you don’t have to be indiana jones or something, just someone who’s open to try many many new things ? constantly seeking some type of rush from everything New (if that makes sense)

i can totally envision him with someone who’s like… it may sound weird, but doesn’t view themself as “pretty” or “attractive” yk… i’m not talking about the usual lack of confidence tho

it’s just that they never really prioritize their looks and all. i mean, of course they would CARE but wouldn’t think it’s that important

i also think that someone, who’s always deemed as “weird” and “unusual” would TOTALLY be something mark would go for

not only because of the doses of something extraordinary but because he’s interested. you can pique his interest if you say something so outta pocket that would normally cause a few harsh replies

i feel like mark is the type that doesn’t want to be limited, who knows he has limitless potential, not just talent wise but overall, as in… he knows he’s got greater purposes on this world

hence why i said a partner who’s curious enough to bring that out of him—sometimes he can get caught up on work and stuff so he needs Relax time, but not like the laying down and not doing anything kind

the type where you go round and round, finding the deeper meaning of things, such as talking about philosophical questions etcetera

that’s why i partly feel like he would be into someone who’s really really smart. he would love the constant feeling of fascination whenever his partner would say some random, niche fact on a topic he’s never heard of

he’s the type of guy, in my eyes, who loves to absorb knowledge and always tries to do so, which makes place for a partner who’s able to kind of stimulate him in that way?

if you know what i mean LMFAO

i feel like opening up fully for mark, would take a bit longer…? and he would absolutely stay in this “bro zone” kind of situation as well, so someone chill has to be the one he finds

he’s all about keeping it lowkey and if you’re impatient… well, your loss

and it’s not because he’s ashamed of you or something, it’s just that it’s more comfortable for him? in a way? feelings can be a little bit scary sometimes so you gotta leave him to handle it himself

so the keyword here is Patience

you cannot rush things!!!!!!!

especially since i genuinely believe that he… wouldn’t necessary look for love, you know

i can totally envision him just befriending someone and then comes all the cliché, him falling in love blah blah

he’s SO friends to lovers in my eyes, what can i say… falling for the bros is NOT on the list LMFAO and then here we go

but you know, it’s easier like that, and he works sooo hard, he never really focuses on finding a partner, not dating that actively because he’s busy

(i can totally see him panicking when he first realizes that he’s in love with one of his closest friends… he would be Shocked AHAH)

so yeah, developing feelings for him would definitely not take that much of time?? in my opinion?? it’s just him accepting it kinda, you know

being chill and pretty cool is something he would definitely find attractive, especially because, i think??? he doesn’t care about looks that much

he’s the type of guy who’s all about what’s on the inside :) so he needs someone who’s got the same mindset????

that’s a big thing for him anyways.. he wants to feel secure? like he’s not alone!

don’t leave him alone!!!!!!! he’s a cutie patootie, he needs love!!!!!!! even if he doesn’t show it!!!!!!!! he Does need it!!!!!

have so much love for him, be easy going and open minded and honestly, you’ve goz mark lee on his knees :,)

FEEL FREE TO DISAGREE THOUGH!!! this is only my perception of him! :)

& for some visual representation — STYLEBOARDS! :) <3

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[scarletwinterxx]

fool for you - mark lee dad scenario

a bit late to this but OH MY GOD MARK LEE GIRL DAD😭🥺😭🥺 we already know he's going to be the best dad to his kids in the future🤍🤍

you already know my feels went through the roof after seeing that cli[ so here's another mark dad scenario and can you believe this is the 10th one OMGGGGGG anyways i hope you like it!

part1: day with dad mark lee

part2: another day with dad mark lee

part3: a day with the lee's

part4: (prologue) i don't know how to make eggs

part5: glitter pens and goodnight kisses with the Lee's

part6: first love and kisses

part7: naps and baby kicks

part8: then there was three

part9: just like you

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"in my next life, I think I'll become a fool for my daughter"

"Lovie, can you stay with Minjee? I'm just going to the mall with Minjung to get new shoes and a few other stuff for the baby" you tell your husband who is currently on the sofa resting.

It's around that time again when you're counting down the days until the new baby comes, this time the two of you choose to keep the gender a surprise. You won't find out until you give birth. There's an on going bet in your household whether it'll be a girl or a boy.

"Why don't I come with him? You sure you okay to go out?" he asks, watching you struggle putting on your shoes. He chuckles before walking toward you, kneeling down to put it on for you even double tying the shoelaces just to be sure.

"It's okay, besides the doctor said it's healthy to walk around. And we both know it'll be easier to look after Minjung then Jee" you laugh, your husband agreeing with you

"She's the main character, we're all just living in her world" he says

You smile at Mark, giving him a kiss before getting your purse and keys.

"Call me if you need anything" he tells you

"Minjung, let's go" you shout, your son appears from the staircase ready to go

"You already know, buddy. Take care of mom, okay? Call me if something happens" he gives his son a quick hug before watching the two of you drive away

The two of you finished the errands and is now getting a quick snack before heading home. You like having one on one time with your kids. It helps you keep a closer relationship with them. And even though you know the two siblings get along very well, you still make it a point to spend time with them one by one. And so does Mark.

"Is there anything else you need, buddy?" you ask your son

He shakes his head, taking a bite of his sandwich. You smile watching him, it feels just like yesterday you were sitting in the backseat with newborn Minjung in the baby car seat on your way home from the hospital and now he's 13.

"How do you feel about getting another sibling?"

He looks at you, it's like looking at Mark's eyes. They same round, adorable chocolate eyes you love so much.

"Excited. It'll be cool if it's a boy. I'll teach him to play basketball and bike. It's okay too if it's a girl" he shrugs

"You know mommy and daddy loves you very very much"

"I know, I love you too" he smiles back at you

When you get home, Minjee welcomes you excitedly asking if you got her a cakepop which Minjung hands over to his sister

"Wah thank you, oppa! Dad look oppa got me a pink cakepop!" she screams excitedly, running to wherever Mark is. You and Minjung follow her, Mark in the kitchen getting dinner ready

"Cool, but you can have that after dinner okay? Na uh don't give me that look, missy. I ordered chicken just like you asked" the father-daughter banter continues

The two siblings help set up the table while you stay in the kitchen with Mark, "How did it go?" Mark asks you

"Good, we had fun. You sound like you had fun too" you joked

"I swear she knows how to make me says yes" he mumbles, you walk towards him, giving him a side hug

"You love her" you tell him with a chuckle and a kiss on the jaw

"That I do. I'd do anything for our kids" he says, looking down at you. He kisses you on the nose, eliciting giggles from you before breaking away

"Okay, dinner time!"

After dinner and everyone finished with their night time routines, it's finally time to call it a night.

You lay on your side of the bed, getting the pregnancy pillow ready

"Can I keep that after?" Mark asks, you watch him step out of the shower. Towel hanging on his hips while he dries his hair with another

"No" you tell him with a tight smile, Mark laughs before walking towards the dresser to get clothes

"Oh come on, let me enjoy the view some more"

"Woman, you are already pregnant" he tells you, playfully throwing the towel he was drying his hair with towards you. He puts on his sleeping shorts, leaving the shirt behind. He goes out the room to check all doors before going to bed

He turns towards you, the two of you face to face.

"Just a few more days and it'll be five of us" he whispers. His hand resting on your belly

"I'm calling it, this one will look like you again" you tell him

"You love us"

"That I do, I love you and all versions of you. Especially the little humans we made" you smile at him. He scoots closer to kiss you. Kissing you on the lips then on your cheeks a few time until you were laughing.

"Okay, time to rest. Goodnight, baby. I love you" he tells you

"Love you"

Minjung woke up to something poking his back, groggily looking to see Minjee

"Jee? What?"

The girl hiccups, still crying. This woke Minjung up more, sitting up on his bed and turning the bedside light on,

"Why are you crying? Did you have a bad dream?" he asks

"Will mom and dad not let me live here when the baby comes?" she asks, her tiny voice breaking

"What? of course not" her brother immediately answers. He gets out from under the blanket to hug his sister, wiping a few tears running down her face

"When you were born, I was so excited. Dad took me to the hospital to meet you. You had this big bow on, you were crying a lot too" he tells her

"You were there?" she asks

Minjung smiles "Yea, dad even helped me to carry you. You were really tiny. When the new baby comes, we'll go together to meet them"

"Will you still play with me when they come?"

"Of course I will, we're bestfriends right? You gave me this" he says, showing the beaded bracelet Minjee made for him. Similar to what she's wearing.

"You promise? You'll still get me cakepops?"

"Of course, pinkypromise"

The two siblings lock pinky fingers, the younger one finally smiling.

"Wait here okay?" Minjung says before going out of his room and carefull walking towards his parents bedroom. Knocking lightly before going in.

He walks towards Mark's sleeping figure, tapping him awake

"Huh what wha huh?? Minjung? Are you okay? What's happening?" Mark asks, sitting up immediately

"What time is it?" he asks, looking for his phone to see it's 2am

"Minjee woke up crying, she's in my room now"

Mark stands up carefully, looking over at your sleeping figure before quickly putting on a shirt and walking out with Minjung

"She okay? bad dream?"

"No uh it's about the new baby"

His son didn't need to elaborate anymore, already getting a hint why his babygirl was crying.

When the two walks back to Minjung's room, Jee still sitting there.

"Hey, Jee. Come on, dad will come with you. Goodnight buddy, thank you for being a good brother" Mark tells his eldest, kissing him on the head before stepping out of the room with the younger one

"Do you want warm milk before going back to bed?" Mark asks the 6 year old girl, getting a no from her

When they get to Minjee's room, the two sat on the bed

"Are you sad right now?" Mark asks his daughter

"Will you still love Jee when the baby comes?" Jee asks and Mark crumbles

"Oh my girl, of course I will. I'll love you longer than forever and that's a long long long time. You'll always be my princess. Even after the new baby comes, mom and dad might need to spend more time with them but that doesn't mean we love you and your brother any less" he tucks her hair behind her ear, pinching her cute round cheeks she definitely got from you.

"Can dad have a hug?" he opens his arms, Minjee scooting in her father's embrace

"Always remember, dad loves you so so much. I'd give you the moon and all the stars if you want. If you ever feel sad you can come and talk to me okay?"

He feels the younger one nod. Tucking her in bed, giving her a kiss on the forehead before calling it a night (again)

When he gets back to your room, he slides under the sheets then he feels you search for him

"Min?" you mumble

"Here, baby. Go to sleep" he leans over to give your temple a kiss. He sees a sleepy smile on your lips before your heads goes down on the pillow again.

Just like that everyone was asleep again, but before he fades into dreamland he says a silently thank you to heaven for this life. Ready and excited to face tomorrow with his family.

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[sundaysunny]

6:04pm

“d’you wanna go get married?” you ask mark as you lay in bed together in your college apartment. “huh?” he gives you the most shocked look making you burst out laughing. “like just go get married. like now.” you were kind of serious but also kind of not. “babe, what? no. not that i don’t want to marry you,” he panics, “but we can’t go and get married now.” he goes back to watching the show you’re watching on your laptop and grabs your hand, intertwining your fingers, his other hand in his pocket, playing with the little box that contains an engagement ring. “why not?” you tease him, poking him on the arm. “cos, we can’t. when the time comes you’ll know.” his face flushes red and you decided to stop teasing him and go back to watching your show.

#this is stupid but whatever #writing long stories is hard #blurbs tho? love em #mark lee #mark lee au #mark lee scenarios #mark lee imagines #mark lee blurbs #mark lee fanfic #mark lee fluff #nct dream blurbs #nct dream fanfic #nct dream scenarios #nct dream imagines #nct dream au #nct dream #nct 127 #nct 127 blurbs #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 scenarios #nct 127 fanfic #nct 127 fluff #nct #mark #minhyung #lee minhyung

[xomakara]

Waiting For Your Love

SUMMARY |   In which Mark is secretly your boyfriend, takes you to his place and wants to take your relationship to the next level PAIRINGS | Mark/Fem!Reader GENRE |  college au, non-idols, fluff, soft, smut RATING |  Mature LENGTH | 3,654 words AUTHOR’S NOTE |  I had this one-shot saved on my computer for awhile. So why not just post it? I will definitely be writing a chaptered/series of Mark though lol. Plus my title makes no sense in the story’s context but who gives a care. I hope you enjoy it!

"Take it."

You blinked several times, looking at the notebook that was suddenly thrown on your desk. You looked up at the male who was the culprit, his dark hair framing against his forehead, his lips in a grimace.

What the hell was his problem? You continued to look at the notebook, wondering what in the world was in it. It wasn't yours, you knew that much. One of your friends perhaps? Maybe one of the other guys dropped it?

"Because you were sick the other day." Mark Lee softly said, your gaze going to his face. He noticed your hesitation and explained his actions. "I took notes and thought you might want them."

"Hey!" One of the male students yelled from across the room. "That was my job! You can't just take my job like that Mark! Gimme those notes."

Mark shook his head. "No can do. Y/N needs my notes, not yours."

"Why you little-" Renjun was held back by a few of the other males in the classroom.

You couldn't help but chuckle. Mark was sure concerned about your health. But why and how did he even know you were sick the other day? As far as you were concerned, Mark never paid you attention nor seemed somewhat interested in you.

But that was before.

Until you started dating each other for a good year.

Of course it was a secret to everyone in the classroom. Apart from two people that were Mark's roommates but you had to blackmail them to be quiet or hell would let loose. How would it sound if THE Mark Lee, the most popular underclassman at your college campus was dating a nobody?

You shook your head, brandishing that thought from your head.

You were somebody. Granted you didn’t hang out in Mark’s social circles but you had a few of your own. And you were widely popular within those circles.

You frowned, not showing that you were secretly happy that your boyfriend took notes for you. You shook your head and turned to your female friends as they barrage you for answers.

"I can't believe Mark gave you his notebook." Jaemi whispered, lightly giggling as she watched some of the males teasing Mark.

You didn't know that he could turn a slight shade of pink.

He never turned pink in front of you. It was kind of cute. He turned around slightly, giving you a small shy smile before returning to his desk. Suddenly plopping down on his chair, he placed his head on the table, no doubt trying to hide his embarrassed face.

"I can't believe he took notes." Sumin muttered in shock, as she poked at the book. It was labeled 'English', supposingly for English Literature since you both took that class. "That's a surprise right there."

"Well, Haechan has always told me that Mark is pretty smart." Rahee shrugged and gave Haechan a small wave. "Even though he doesn't show it."

"Really?" You asked Rahee. You knew your boyfriend was smart but you decided to play along. "He seems like a slacker to me."

"Despite what everyone may think, Mark is actually a pretty laid back guy." Rahee nodded her head and looked at the notebook. "But he's pretty considerate considering his reputation. He's not a bad boy, so you can relax Y/N."

"And you know how, Rahee?" Sumin nudged the girl. "From Haechan?"

"It's one of the perks of dating the underclassmen rep." Jaemi answered as she watched Rahee winking at Haechan. "She gets all the dirty details from him."

"But if Mark—" You never got to finish your question since Rahee disappeared. You noticed Rahee snaking her arms with Haechan and walked out of the classroom. No doubt trying to find a private place to make out. "That girl always runs off with him."

"What can you say?" Sumin laughed as she noticed your expression of disgust. "Is it that weird for Rahee and Haechan to be dating?"

"Not weird." You answered, suddenly looking down at the notebook again. You noticed Mark's doodles and had to suppress a chuckle. "More of 'I can't believe Rahee snagged a boyfriend before us.’ Why can't I get a boyfriend?"

"We have plenty of male classmates." Sumin chuckled. "One of them is bound to date you."

"No thanks." You shook your head. You already had a boyfriend but no one really knew that. "Xiaojun, Hendery and Yangyang already asked me and I turned them down."

"But there's still Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin, Chenle, Jisung, and all the other dudes." Jaemi listed out, the guys looking up from their classwork or conversation. Seeing as it wasn't important, they continued whatever they were doing. “Plus the upperclassmen like Jungwoo, Jaehyun and Winwin to name some.”

"You forgot Mark." Sumin muttered, looking at him as if he heard.

He was still asleep.

"No to all of them." You scoffed. You thought of your boyfriend and slightly turned pink. "Well maybe to some of them..."

Your other two friends started laughing. You had always believed that you'd be the first of your group of friends to get a boyfriend first. Rahee ruined it when she announced she was dating Haechan. You came second after Mark secretly confessed that he liked you and you two started secretly dating.

It was no secret that you were quite a good-looking girl. You had your share of admirers; from the bad boy greaseball Jaemin, heart throb Jeno, irritable Renjun amongst some. You turned them down all flat, none of them remotely interesting to you. You had high standards for a boyfriend, and sure the guys you turned down all met those standards but it just didn't feel right.

Until Mark swept you off your feet.

"Yo babe," Hendery slithered to your desk and sent you a flirtatious wink. "The boys and I are going to play basketball. Care to watch?"

"No, thank you Hendery." You refused. Sure you turned him down but Hendery still called you babe. He was one of the two boys you blackmailed. "Last time I went to watch a game, I got hit by the ball because Jisung wasn't looking at who he was passing the ball to."

"My bad!" Jisung called out, his hair sticking in odd places. "I thought I passed it to Chenle but he was too busy staring at Sumin."

"Yah! Are you saying it's my fault?" Chenle shouted. The boys shouted in unison that it was indeed his fault.

"That sucks. Maybe next time." Hendery muttered before moving on to your friend Sumin, who gave him the middle finger. He chuckled before waving and disappeared from the classroom with the boys in tow, Chenle whining on how his hyung just flirted with the pretty girl.

"Should we just go?" Jaemi asked as she looked around the classroom. It was empty apart from the three girls, Mark, Xiaojun and Yangyang. "They all left to play basketball."

"Let's go Y/N. Besides Rahee has some explaining to do." Sumin rose from her seat and went towards Xiaojun and Yangyang, both boys looking up from their books.

Suggesting they all go watch the game together, the two boys nodded their heads and shut their books. Since you were putting your things away, Xiaojun stopped before leaving the classroom, only to say, "Y/N. Can you wake Mark up before you leave?"

"Okay, Xiaojun." You nodded and gave him a thumbs up. Xiaojun was the other boy you had to blackmail. You actually threatened to get rid of his stuff if he spilt the beans.

Walking towards Mark, you couldn't help but stare at his sleeping face. His lashes were surprisingly long, his skin looked smooth, and his jawline looked absolutely chiseled. He was a handsome man and you always told him so. You shook him lightly, he rustled slightly.

"Mark?" You shook him again. "Mark, wake up."

"Hmm?" He groaned out, sleepily opening his eyes. Noticing it was you, he slowly smiled. "Well, hi there."

What was this sleepy smile about? He kind of took your breath away for a second. "Don't say hi to me like that. What if others saw?"

"Is there anyone else here?" He mumbled, lifting his head slowly to look around the room. Seeing as he was in the clear, he looked back at you. "It's just you and me."

When will he stop smiling like that?

"Mark, everyone is playing basketball." You let out, your voice somewhat small. "Did you want to go join them?"

"Do you?" He asked, his husky voice asked you.

Was his voice always this deep? You never noticed it before but his voice was definitely sexy and that was one of the top five traits you'd like in a man. You shook your head to stop thinking such inappropriate things but Mark took it as something else.

"Why don't we go to my place?" He suggested, standing up to grab his bag and then to take yours from your grasp. You tried to refuse him but he took it anyway. "Let me carry your things."

Walking side by side with your boyfriend had never been as exhilarating as walking home with Yangyang and Haechan. Mark made you swoon with his manly side and he would occasionally walk where the road met the sidewalk so you wouldn't get hurt.

He was caring and you fell for him hard.

You had to speak up. "Mark? Do you like me?"

"If I didn't, you wouldn't be my girlfriend right?" He replied back with a question. Stopping in front of the apartment he shared with Xiaojun and Hendery, he unlocked the door and ushered you in. Kicking off your shoes, you strolled into the surprisingly clean home and settled on the couch.

Mark followed after you.

"The guys will be back soon after the game." You whispered as Mark leaned towards you.

"They won't be here for a while." He whispered back before claiming your mouth.

Mark was kissing you.

The fullness of your lips pressing against his. He tasted the sweet flavors of your lips. He was fully aware that he was kissing you, but man, did your lips make him go crazy. One of his hands clutched your lower back whereas the other hand cupped the back of your head. Your hand rested on his shoulder as Mark's lips moved over yours.

At first it was an innocent touch of lips: gently, sweetly, and with an eye to innocence. But gradually the roaring in Mark's blood began to beat back the gentleman in him, and he started to taste you rather than kiss you. And tasting you was like an intoxication in which every touch made him hungrier. His fingers curled possessively into your sweet-smelling hair, and he bent his head, taking your mouth, that unbearably desirable mouth, with a growl that had nothing to do with gentlemanly behavior.

Your mind was drowning, whirling. His mouth was hot on yours- hot! How could it be hot? You felt as if all your most important senses were lost, whirling around so that all you could do was clutch his shoulders and hang on, fighting the strange sensations that kept sweeping over your body, making your knees tremble and an unwanted heat grow between your legs, and your forehead felt feverish.

In fact, your whole body felt feverish.

Mark pulled back. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"What?" You raised your eyebrows at him, your fingers coming to your lips.

"For kissing you." He clarified, his hand moving to cup your cheeks. "I just couldn't help myself. You look beautiful."

"Then don't stop." You muttered, looking into his eyes.

"If I don't stop then this will lead to things..." He stood up and walked a short distance to the kitchen.

You went after him and took his hands in yours. "Mark. I don't care if this leads to things. You want me and I want you."

"Oh."

"So just kiss me again. And whatever happens, let's just go with it."

Mark smiled, closing the distance between the two of you, as he settled his mouth over yours, felt you stiffen in a moment of surprise, then your hands crept up to his shoulders, slid gently around his neck, and you kissed him back. He could feel the rapid beating of your heart and the warmth of your small body pressing against him.

Mark tightened his hold against you, as he deepened the kiss, coaxing your lips apart, taking you with his tongue. His tongue touched yours and a jolt of heat went sliding through him.

He kissed the side of your neck, tasted the small shell-like rim of an ear, and kissed you again, cupping your ass and pulled you against his arousal. There was only an instant's hesitation before you melted against him, returning the kiss in full measure, your breasts brushing against the front of his shirt. He lifted you up and walked you to the kitchen counter.

Mark squeezed your ass and you yelped, his tongue sliding into your sweet wet cavern.

You writhed in his arms but had stopped when his hands covered your breast. You shivered in delight, the sensation new to you. You threw your arms around his neck, your fingers tangling in his dark thick locks of hair. He brought you closer, opening your legs so he could stand between them. His hands were under your skirt, slowly moving up your legs to your waist, to the sides of your upper body. He threw your shirt off only to reach behind and unhooked your bra, your breasts coming from its confinement.

You crossed your arms when you felt air hit your nipples. You didn't know why you were feeling the way you were feeling. You colored up again, crossing your legs from letting Mark remove your skirt.

"You sure the guys won't intrude?" You muttered as you bit your bottom lip. Damn, you looked really hot when you did that. You looked him in the eye and saw the intense look he was giving you. "I don't want them to start blabbering their mouths like they always do. Especially if we start to fuck."

"I'm sure they won't intrude." Mark sexily pouted, his body coming close to you and trying to pry your legs open again so he can stand between them. "Besides, Hendery told me that he and Sumin are currently seeing each other and that they're going on a date. Xiaojun is going over to hang out with Yangyang and Renjun."

"Is that why you asked me to come over?" You asked, surprised that Sumin didn't tell you that she was dating Hendery.

"Yeah." Mark brushed his lips against yours. "I. Want. You. Very badly."

"Me too." You muttered against his lips. But instead of backing away from him, you set your lips on his and boldly kissed him.

Mark was thrown off track. He grasped your hips and pulled you closer to him, your short skirt making way for him to stand between them. He brushed his fingers against your wet panties, knowing that you were undeniably wet and was going to writhe beneath him.

"Say you want it. Say you want me. And only me." Mark muttered against your lips.

You knew what you wanted. This feeling that he was making you feel bold. You felt your body go on fire, your cheeks red, your arms wrapping around his neck and clinging to him.

As if your life depended on it.

"I want you Mark." You pulled back slightly, breathing heavy. “I want you to fuck me.”

He chuckled. He slid his hands up your legs and grasped the inside of your thighs to part them for easier access to your panties. "I'll have you screaming my name, babe."

"Where did you learn to say that‒" Mark silenced you by kissing you again and again. One hand worked his way to cup your breast, kneading the soft globes and raking his nails against your nipples. The other hand slid your panties to the side, his fingers brushing against your slit. "Oh my god..."

"Baby, you know what's gonna happen right?" He asked, his voice husky against your ear. He pushed a finger into you, his long finger being buried into your wet heat as he kissed your earlobe and kissed your neck. "You are so wet and tight, Y/N."

"Ah...oh god.." You had tried to push your legs together from letting your boyfriend touch you in the most sacred of places, but he was already too fast as you felt his finger in your deep core, his thumb teasingly rubbing your clit. "Please, Mark..."

Mark bit your ear again, his tongue swirling around. The one hand on your breast was teasing, cupping, kneading, squeezing, brushing his thumb against your nipple. His other hand was still teasing you down there, his thumb rubbing ever so sweet, his finger pumping into you ever so soft and slow. "Y/N... You are beautiful in every way... You are just fuckable."

You shivered at his words. You never imagined that he would see you in this way, naked and in his arms. You never imagined him calling you beautiful and saying that you were 'fuckable'. Where did he learn that from? Did he hang out with Johnny, the upperclassman? Hell, you never imagined that you were about to have sex with him. Having sex this early in the relationship was a weird idea for you, but it just felt so....

Right.

"Y/N..." Mark kissed you again, his tongue plunging into your mouth as he grasped your wrists and led them to the front of his jeans. His tongue battled with yours, brushing against the roof of your mouth, your teeth, your own tongue. It was like a battle of dominance.

Your hands at the fly of his jeans, you blinked your eyes in a daze and pulled back slightly. "Mark?"

It was more of a question than a demand or anything. Your voice held uncertainty, confusion, or maybe you were asking permission to just push his jeans off. He gave you a soft smile. "Do it. It's okay, don't worry."

You fumbled with his jeans and freed him, noticing his bulge. Your eyes widened, not believing that he was large and...just large. "Mark, I don't think you'll fit..."

"Trust me baby. It’ll fit." He chuckled as you said those silly words. Mark rubbed your back as one of his hands slid your skirt and panties off until you were just as naked as him. "We'll fit perfectly. Y/N, you and I were made for each other."

You just nodded as he pulled you closer to his body, the kitchen seeming small. You could feel the cool countertops beneath your ass, aware that his body was pressed against yours, his skin so hot, his hair damp from his sweat. "Well, if you say so…"

"Trust me." He muttered before taking your lips in his. "Y/N, baby... help me."

You didn't know what he demanded of you. Chuckling, Mark grabbed one of your small hands and wrapped it around his large, bulging cock. "Put it in, babe."

"Where?" You teased him, lightly squeezing his cock.

He sighed and lifted your legs to wrap around his waist. The tip of him was at your entrance, teasingly rubbing up and down your slit. "In your sweet pussy, baby."

You bit your bottom lip. You reveled in the way his cock felt in your hand, your fingers curling around the rigid flesh. You slid the tip of him, just slightly, Mark taking charge instead. He kissed you deeply, to catch your cry as he buried himself to the hilt.

"Fuck!" You cried out into his mouth, your body feeling full. He moved into you, softly at first, letting you get used to the idea of him in you, of his large length. You clung on to him, breasts plastered to his chest, legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he continued to move within you.

"Baby, fuck..." He breathlessly moaned out, increasing the motion of his hips as he continued to move in you. He went fast and deep, suddenly taking you hard, the sweat covering your bodies, making him even more turned on. He pumped harder, hitting that one spot you so craved until you cried out in mere pleasure.

"Mark!" You cried out, your climax immense as you were surrounded by intense pleasure. He cried after you, spilling his juices within your small body as you sagged in his arms. You rested your cheek against his chest and lovingly placed a kiss on his shoulder. But upon looking at his face, you suddenly went shy. "Oh god…"

Mark looked at you, a small laugh coming from him. "Do I have to give you a big hickey on your neck that says you're mine?"

"But then everyone will know that we're dating." You whined, giving him an adorable pout. You shook your head, threw your arms around his neck and gave him a deep kiss. "It’s okay. Because I'm yours."

"Can we lay like this for a while?" You asked.

As if it was a cue of some sorts, Xiojun's voice could be heard outside of the front door as he informed Hendery on what had transpired. "They're doing hanky panky in the kitchen."

"How do you know?"

"I opened the door slightly and saw clothes everywhere."

"Should we bust the door open?" You heard Hendery chuckle.

In the heart of the moment, you and Mark scrambled from the kitchen counter, laughing as you both searched for your strewn clothes.

"I love you." Mark muttered as he kissed your forehead, after gathering clothes. "I really, really love you."

"I love you too, Mark." You wrapped your arms around him as lips met with his. "Now show me again why you love me~ But this time in your bed."

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[froghwon]

I’ve been dreaming ♪

#nctinc #kpopco #nct dream #mark lee #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #chenle #jisung #7dream #vicsedits #i would have also giffed the shot of all of them at the beginning #but the wide was kinda far away #my villain origin story *shakes fist at sky*