i hope the profiles are not too messy...apparently i accidentally published the smau that i havent prepared ANYTHING for yet and i had to rush it T-T Not sure whether I can consistently update cos exams r coming up, but ill try my best :D
โก Lee Jeno x malereader x Na Jaemin smau. title heavily inspired by the song Rains in Heaven by NCT Dream.
A story where Y/n, an assassin, is tasked with eliminating a mafia leader by gaining the trust of his son. Along the way, Y/n meets people who show him a life far more worth living than one devoted to killingโa life Y/n slowly realizes heโs been yearning for.
The warnings below are provided as guidance and may be modified as needed.
heavy angst, physical harm, unhealthy behaviors & mindset, PTSD, comfort, slow burn, intense emotional/psychological conflict, character death.
This story is intended to center around a character enduring relentless conflicts and challenges that may portray unhealthy situations. Please remember, none of this is real, nor is it meant to be emulated. Read at your own risk.
prompt: having an arcade night with Mingyu where the winner gets to command the other for the whole day tomorrow.
Wordcount: 1939
Genre: Fluff
CW: curse words, kms jokes
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The sky had quickly darkened when you arrived at the apartment Mingyu lives in, your hand fumbling with the keys to unlock the door.
Your morning was just a normal routineโsitting through hours of lectures, hanging out with your friends in the canteen, and while reading the chat of nags of your older boyfriend at work.
He was apparently upset with the fact that his boss was so denseโhis words, not yoursโand wanted to punch him so hard you were actually convinced he was going to do it.
Mingyu didn't though, because despite his boss being so annoyingly dumb at timesโyou could sometimes agree if you referred to what he always saidโ, that guy managed to become a boss at such a young age.
You knew Mingyu was jealous, but your puppy-like boyfriend wouldn't admit itโnot when he once said "shit you not, he's so stupid I'm actually gonna kill myself" and you since then assumed Mingyu hated his boss so much that everything the man did seemed to piss Mingyu off.
You may or may not have made him sulk for weeks to your impulsive answer when you accidentally blurted out, "You would've been a boss if you were smarter than him..."
You did not worry any bit at the time because even when it took him a while to unwind, in the end, you knew he would come back to you.
Just as he is your safe haven, you are also his.
Tonight seemed to be the same. Not long later, you heard the door clicked open and expected Mingyu to arrive home from work. You were already out of shower by then, quickly preparing yourself for the night he had promisedโa date in the arcades.
You rounded a corner and found the tall man dropping his briefcase on the couch, his whole attire still neatly on.
Sometimes, you'd wonder if your guess about him being a baby's soul trapped in a big man's body is true. His hair may be neatly styled, his shoulder may be broad, his facial structures may be sharp, his veins in his palm may be bulging out, but at last, a single pout in his lips could make you melt.
When you knew him and imagined a future with him, you thought of a life with a big man who would probably smile once a year. But god where you so wrong.
"Baby? Are you readyyyyy?" You watched him lazily called you, before he raised his head up to find you in the hallway, grinning ear to ear with a towel still draped over your neck.
He seemed to realize that you noticed his pout, and immediately reached over to pull you into a hug.
"Ugh, i hate him," He groaned to your hair, slowly taking in the scent of the shampoo you both used. For some reason, the same brand on you could smell so heavenly different, and he loved it more than anything.
"You smell nice." Mingyu added when you stayed silent, probably happy to see him pouting. He couldn't even muster anything to sulk even moreโyour presence alone were ceasing all the pent up stress from the day.
"Come on, change up. I'll wait for you," You urged, looking up to meet his weary but contented smile.
"Okay, I'll be quick." Mingyu leaned down to peck your cheeks before letting you go and passing you to go to the bathroom you had just left.
You continued drying your hair with the towel and entered the bedroom, applying your skincare while humming to a random music stuck in your head.
It didn't take him long to finish the shower, as you found him trudging his way in nakedโhis dampened hair dropping water that marked the carpet.
Mingyu searched through the wardrobe and pulled out a random hoodie, slipping it over his head, then grabbed another pair of shorts to finish it up.
"Want me to blow dry your hair?" You offered and looked at him through the mirror in front of you.
Such simple act of service could somehow take the grim in him away as he walked over with his canine teeth showing, sitting on the stool you dragged to your front.
Mingyu sat there obediently, watching you absentmindedly dry his hair through the mirror.
You suddenly chuckled, in which he only grinned wider to.
"What?" You asked, despite knowing what the answer always is.
"You're beautiful."
You left him in silence and turned off the hair dyer before standing up to tidy the desk up, all while Mingyu leaning his weight on you, squealing over how cute you were for blushing over his compliment.
You were certain your cheeks hadnโt given anything away, but he knew you too well not to notice the quickening of your heartbeat, without contact or whatsoever.
He knew it the best, of the effects he has on you.
"Stop leeching on me and get your skincare done. I'm starving already." He saluted to you, animatedly sitting back on the stool to apply his own as you took the towel he left on the bed back to its place outside.
As you killed time by tidying up any mess in the kitchen or the living room, Mingyu came out of the bedroom with only a phone and a wallet in his hand.
"Let's go babe, stop being so obsessed with cleaning!" Mingyu called from afar as you placed away the napkin and washed your hand.
"Alright, alright." You walked to him, picking a beanie you prepared on the head of the couch and wore it.
He laced his free fingers with your, feeling the cold he didn't liked on you melt as his warmth overwhelmed it.
"You're cold again. We'll get you a hot chocolate later." It wasn't that your cold makes him uncomfortableโhe was instead afraid that you'd be uncomfortable with the persistent cold on your skin, and insisted on a weekly check up with the doctor.
You were told that your skin was just a bit sensitive with the temperature and it shouldn't be a worry, but Mingyu will always make sure to keep you warm.
And as your shoulder touched his arm (you're too short for it to touch his shoulder </3) with every synchronized step you both took, Mingyu walked you to the nearby arcade that he often dragged you to visit with him.
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You threw the ball forward and watched it enter the ring as the machine beeped in a vibrant tone.
Contrast to the congratulating timbre, however, you dropped down in despair, groaning and clutching your hair as if youโd lost the grand prize in a lottery by just one digit.
"That's two and a zero, babe. One more and you're all mine for the whole day tomorrow!" Mingyu excitedly teased, leaving no mercy, not even for his boyfriend.
You knew Mingyu would do the dirty move and choose games that he's better in, but you always have cards in your deck.
You two may be lovey dovey and sort, but when it comes to these competitions, everything goes second. Letting the other win is like a taboo within the two of you. Both of you had even agreed that dying is literally better than losing.
Mingyu would proudly cheat if it meant to win against you, and you would do the same if it meant to show dominance. To show who's born better.
"Hmph. Now that you've chosen yours, it's my turn to choose the next two games!" You got up with new resolve, your eyes burning with fiery determination.
Mingyu smirked and followed you, taunting with the confidence he must've gotten from winning consecutively two rounds against you.
You couldn't help but to smirk as you led the way, just as confidence as he was with the newfound skill you had learned exactly for this moment.
"A claw machine?" Mingyu asked as you smugly stopped in front of the machine, hands on your hips and your head held high.
"Exactly! Whoever gets a plushie out first, they win a point!" You explained it perfectly clear and nodded twice, satisfied with your words that must've sounded so cool.
Mingyu didn't seem to have any of it though, as he agreed on your challenge and went first.
Inserting a coin, he focused controlling the claw, aligning it perfectly with the plushie beneath it. To your expectation, the claw grabbed the object but dropped it on top, before returning back to its starting position.
"This is so rigged!" Mingyu complained, sulking as he stepped aside to let you have your turn.
But you felt so kind that you advanced his turn before yours.
"I'll give you another chance to try again just because I'm nice. Go ahead," You calmly offered, innocently smiling as Mingyu skeptically inserted more coins into the machine, but replaced with a focused expression as he turned his attention back to the minigame.
Or maybe because you knew something Mingyu weren't aware of.
You didn't had to look to know that the claw dropped the plushie again, and Mingyu whined in annoyance, blaming the machine for being rigged.
This time, you stepped in like a man under the spotlight, confidently said "let me show you how to play this in the correct way."
With practical ease, you moved the claw and dropped it when it aligned with the plushie you were aiming for. Unlike Mingyu's, yours brought the item to the starting position and released it into the hole.
Your boyfriend's jaw hung open as the machine clanked. Crouching down, you inserted your hand and took out the plushie that the claw had grabbed earlier, smiling innocently to the owner holding it.
Knowing Mingyu well, he took it as an offense and went for another try. You gave him 3 rounds to try while you circled the arcade for a quick walk. It wasn't necessary, but it was to instead piss Mingyu off, because you knew how much it would tilt your boyfriend to be that cocky.
You came back during his third try, and from afar you knew the claw machine had failed him again.
Mingyu hissed in anger, restraining his big muscles from punching the glass to take the plushie out himself.
You chuckled and stepped in, asking him to watch you closelyโwhich he genuinely did since he thought it was actually a skill issueโand of course see you win another one, completely destroying his ego and sanity.
"This machine is rigged! It's not fair! I'm trying others!" Mingyu stomped his way to search for another claw machine that piqued his interest, and you only followed him from behind with your two plushies sitting comfortable in your arms.
Mingyu seemed to find one that he was sure he could win one and immediately started the machine with the basket of coins.
He went for another three, and ended up with nothing but a hollow disappointment in his arms.
Mingyu was already hugging his knees in the floor as he hopelessly witnessed his whole ego stomped with your third win, bringing back again another plushie with the win.
You cleared your throat with clear exaggeration, grinning wide as you hugged the three plushies in front of him, wiggling your eyebrows in amusement.
Oh, the thrill of winning against Mingyu once again was absolutely exhilarating.
Even as you both continued playing with tons of other games in the arcade, Mingyu kept that pout that he would always have whenever he lost, but deep inside, he was more than happy to know that you were enjoying the time, no matter if it costed his pride.
But when he took you home later the same night, with you still bouncing with bags of goodies you won from the arcade and theย joyย you felt from the day competition, Mingyu knew better than to be relieved still, not when the next day had yet to come.
Because what he knows for sure is that youโll go all out to use the privilege youโve won to make him suffer โก
prompt: popular frat boy Mark who's smitten for his boyfriend (and maybe the other way).
Wordcount: 3640
Genre: Fluff
CW: implied sexual activities
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In the 2 years of your relationship, never once had you guys fought over anything. Mark, who's the epitome of the sun itself in your eyes, would never get mad of anything. He faces everything with a smile that'd never fail to light your own.
Though at times, his brightest smile could turn into the sharpest glare. When he is indeed popular, you don't fall far either. Because people know Mark for his incredible basketball skills, and you are known for being adorably smart.
It was just that they find Mark 'unreachable'. He may be friendly but he never goes beyond the way he treats people. It will stop after he shines a smile back at them, or after he finishes whatever request he was asked to do. You, in the other hand, pours every drop of your effort into satisfying someone else, even if it was only for a random person. To see others happy makes you happy, after all, and Mark understands that.
But no matter how hard Mark tries to envision your intention below what you have previously always assured him, he didn't liked any of it.
It was a side of him that no one had expected when the two of you displayed your relationship openly.
Mark had never shown any behaviors that'd be considered negative before, but ever since the start of his relationship, everyone realized how different he became.
He wouldn't even tolerate anyone passing by looking at you! Well, Mark doesn't confront, but he'll shoot daggers that would fend off literally anyone. His own friends included.
A year and a half had already passed, but that time, one of Mark's close friends unfortunately fell for you. Of course, it had to be Haechan. No one knows what happened to Haechan after the news of him having a crush on you reached Mark. The poor boy straight up disappeared for a whole monthโat least away from your sightโand came back hanging out with Mark yet looked like he had been forced watching compilations of horror jump scare during his disappearance.
You remember you couldn't pry out any information from Haechan, but you swore Mark looked happier afterโlike he had won over something grand (which he did ig).
Simply to be said, Mark became greedy. It wasn't that much of a big deal, but it was to your admirers. Ask Mark and he won't know what the word "share" means. The day you see Mark lets you talk to someone else that isn't him when you're both together, would be the day the world splits in half
"You'd be in tears if Mark caught you with Y/n" became a rumor that has been well known around the campus. A lot heard that, a popular guy tried to hit on youโwhich was true, 'cuz you were the victim (he was a nice guy)โand that guy was made begging on his knees, crying for forgiveness on the floor in front of Mark. He went from being admired to an admirer, all for messing with the wrong prey. You felt so bad during those times that you wrote a letter of apology along with some snacks for him, hoping it'd make him feel better. He never cross your way after though, and Mark never answered your question whenever you asked anything about him.
Anyways, Mark would always be by your side. Inside or outside the vicinity of the school, you'd never be seen alone. There would always be a golden retriever happily following you around, that could become a beast in others' eyes without you by its side.
Nevertheless, you love the golden retriever. You love Mark more than anything. And though you have always been pessimistic, you are sure that Mark feels the same. That's just how much he had gained your trust in the two years you guys have spent with each other.
The two of you were the campus sweetheart, who'd attract eyes wherever you both stand. Either there'd be those bold enough to approach you when you're alone, or those who could only sit stillโimagining themselves being the one to rake your hair, to witness your smile, and to be by your side all the time.
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"Y/nnie!!" Mark shines his signature grin from a distance, bunny-hopping his way to where you were standing.
"Keep your voice down, Mark. We're in the library," You whispered, mirroring your smile with Mark's.
Mark chuckled as he adjusted the strap of his bag on his shoulder, before whisper-yelling "what are you reading?"
Your eyes followed his, landing on the book still opened in your arms. It was just a random book that piqued your interest with its well-designed cover when you were searching for something to read and kill your time. "Some sort of action-romance, I guess?" You answered, closing the book to show its front, a picture of a man and his wife holding up rifles against shadow figures.
Mark examined along and hummed, nodding his head in consideration. "Pretty interesting, but do you know what time it is?" He then asked, an expecting smirk creeping up his face.
"What time is it?" You teased, turning his smirk into another wide, goofy grin as he giggled like a kid excited for their field trip, eyes crinkling in anticipation.
"Tomorrow is Sunday and that means, It's the time for you to be with me!" Mark whisper-yelled again, vibrating in small jumps as he pulled you out of the library, abandoning the book you were reading.
You guys went through corridors after corridors and exit the campus to a convenience store across the street.
"Since the classes ended, I'm taking you to 5 dates tonight. It'll be a speedrun!" Mark cleared the questions inside your head, and you could only playfully scoff to his reason.
You let him pull you to the bakery isle and watched him picked out different kind of pastries along with some drinks on the way to the cashier.
"I love watching you eat bread, so this is the first date!"
The two of you ended up sitting in a nearby park, enjoying the food together while watching the kids play in the playground.
You were eating a fruit sando when Mark suddenly poked your cheek closest to him, his heart swelling in affection as he watched you eat your part.
"What?" You blurted out with a giggle, your eyes disappearing into a thin line as you couldn't hold back your laugh.
"You're so adorable!!" Mark squealed, wiping the cream off your lips and licked it before squeezing your cheeks as you struggled to chew while laughing.
"I'm so lucky to have you, really." Moments like these, where Mark would just shower you with praises and stare at you with that affectionate gaze of hisโlike you're a sculpture of god that he deems to worshipโare exactly the triggers to the reddening of your ears and the blushing on your cheekbones.
The effect of Mark's gaze alone holds so much power that you could go from depressed to the happiest man alive. It basically became a drug to you everyday, because he won't miss a single day without doing exactly that to youโlooking at you like you're the only person alive in his world.
"Alright! Time to move on to our second date. Let's go!" Mark pulled you up, taking the bag of leftover bread that you guys would probably finish at night.
Taking the bus, you two arrived at the new amusement park Mark had been dying to try outโpractically talking about it nonstop for the past few days.
"Y/nnie, it's so beautiful!!" He shook your hand along with his, before dragging you inside, buying a ticket for the two of you.
You watched him with fondness as he raps about how much he had been waiting for the day to ride the viral roller coaster with youโhis eyes twinkling in uncontainable excitement.
"Let's ride that first- Oh! There's a cute headband! It's gonna look so good on you!!" He squealed by himself rushing to the stand with your hand intertwined in his as he bought the item.
Mark made you wear the cat ears and watch him clap his own hands, before pinching your cheeks while cooing like how he always does. It had became a frequent sight, but you never grew tired of itโnot when he's giving you all his attention, and only you.
"My cute 'lil kitten~" He purred, and you're just there, smiling at your boyfriend's antics. Mark always made you feel specialโletting only you to witness the other side of him. The most gentle, caring, kind version of Mark, who he commit and show to the person he cares above anything else.
Exactly the other way, you grant him what he wishes during his confession.
"I want you to be the most comfortable around me, and only me. I have no right to force you into trusting me, but I will earn your trust, Y/n. I'll have you entrust your heart, soul, and body to me. Remember my vow, Y/nnie." Mark once said with his eyes boring deep into yours, the soft but serious whisper beside your ears sending shivers down your spine, causing butterflies to flutter inside you.
Mark continued his search for a ride after getting distracted by stalls after stalls of cute accessoriesโthat he ended up buying almost everything and made you wear them (which you did just to see him smile)โand started with the roller coaster.
You queued up with him and waited for the line as he chirped on quite literal random things that couldn't have possibly imagined, jumping from weird topics to how cute you were, then to how his professor had scolded him earlier in the morning and to a popcorn machine he caught in a distance that he'll force you to check it out with him.
Eventually you two explored every single ride available in the park and came out with a bag of popcornโsatisfied with the night.
Or perhaps it was only you who seemed to be satisfied because though Mark has always been always satisfied whenever you're included, he will never finds it enough. Until his brain tells him to go to sleep, your boyfriend wouldn't be able to sit still, especially with you by his reach.
"Our third date, Y/nnie!! Guess what it will be!" Mark's voice rang in your head, so loud you had to chuckle him off and get a hold of yourself before trying to think of an answer.
It will be a long night, but you'll be there to accompany him, to give your absolute best into being the boyfriend he deserves.
Oh, but god damn. It's still the third? And there'd be a fourth? Sometimes, you'd rethink your choices of getting a boyfriend as bubbly as Mark, but you guess it's always worth the thrill and the goodnight's sleep.
You may often be tired after, yet you always try your best to respond everything he says during the day. It's a form of effort that you found important to him. If that's what makes his grin the broadest, then you'll do it to make it happenโto cherish every piece of moments you two are building.
"I don't know, Mark. Maybe movie nights?"
One could tell just how much Mark does indeed value every words that you spoke. Else, his eyes wouldn't be sparkling beneath the glow of the moonlight just from you guessing the date he must've spent hours to plan.
"Whoa! You guessed the fifth one! We'll be watching netflix at my place for our last, but before that, we're playing basketball!!"
It's hard to convince yourself that it's worth the exhaustion you'll have to go through, but hey, he'd be smiling all day when you looked like you're enjoying the dates (you always do, but your iron deficiency makes it look like you don't and you'll have to exert more energy only to smile) and it's adorable to see his dimples :). Just a few muscle ache tomorrow and it'll be totally fine!
You let out a defeated chuckle and a grin of fondness. If you were asked what makes Mark the most adorable person in your eyes, it'd be his unexpected approach to anything.
You'd be exhausted after rounds of climaxes and when you thought he also was, he'd whisper a sentence that hinted his desire of a higher satisfaction, the same sentence that always makes you blush furiouslyโ"Just relax and don't move a muscle, bub. Let me take care of you". It was exactly his difference that had attracted you into himโaccepting and reciprocating his feelings, would be a better phraseโ, something that became Mark's personality you cherish the most.
Mark's signature smile glowed brighter whenever you two passed street lights, the undying happiness that could attract anyone who his eyes laid on. In this case, it was you and will only be you; his smile was directed to the person who he wouldn't trade for any other sort of happiness. His current life is way more than he could've asked. Perfect friends, perfect family, but most importantly, he has a perfect boyfriend.
His boyfriend that elicit the cutest whines when he tickles him relentlessly. His boyfriend that'd would wait for him during the end of the class everyday and gift him strawberry milk cartons just because you liked them as well. His Y/n that always respected his decisions and deal with his antics and mood swings.
You were the only person who could understand himโnot that Mark had dated anyone, but you doubted his crushes can do better than youโand he's the only person who accepted you.
You'd get overwhelmed with the amount of stress compounding during an exam period and Mark would always be there to comfort you, providing you company as you studied for hours. You'd silence him during times when you felt like isolating out, and he won't force himself to be by your side even if he wanted to. Mark understands when you won't allow anyone to intrude your thoughts and when he'll be allowed to hold you all day long but with no words.
Without expressing your stresses out, Mark repeats the same sentence of assuranceโ"It's okay, baby. I'll be here whenever you want to talk things out. For the time being, we'll just cuddle until you feel alright? I'm gonna have to take you out later, though"โand it'd be enough to lift your spirits almost instantly up, if it isn't him shamelessly looking down at you in his embrace. Like he's got the power to change you, and as much as you hated vulnerability, you never mind offering yourself for Mark and let him control you.
You weren't sure what had gotten into the two of you, but both of you were laughing as Mark realized he had made you walk with him all the way from the amusement park back to campusโsomehow arriving faster than the bus had taken.
It took a couple of minutes to regain your breaths from running down miles and after filling the chilling night around you with laughter.
Mark's eyes were fixed on yours as he finally took your hand, and together you entered the sports hall, where the echo of dribbling basketballs indicated that players were still inside.
"Mark, took you long enough!" Chenle yelled from the court when he noticed the two of you, stopping the game as everyone rushed closer.
"Y/nnie!" Jisung cheered and hugged your smaller figure compared to his, colliding his damp hoodie onto your wet shirt.
Perhaps it was Mark's insanely good mood or that he just adores the two youngest, for him to allow such intimacy ahead of himโin which he would've most likely flared up if it was Haechan.
Speaking of Haechan, the teen was nowhere to be seen when you studied everyone in the building.
But then a head popped out behind the ring pole and your burrows raised in surprise.
Others followed your eyes and fell on Haechan. They shouted him to come over and he eventually did, and you swore it was the one of your most awkward moments in life. You didn't mind him avoiding your quick glances, but Mark's occasional glare whenever Haechan would stay back and watched you play made it a suffering night.
Though at least aside from Mark's piercing glare, he was the happiest boy, and that's all what mattered.
Mark was constantly cheering when you were having your montages and never stopped giving compliments whatever you did. Every other one did the sameโeach in their own way, with head ruffles being their favorite. Because you managed to be the pookiest person that they couldn't help but to shower you with affections, and even Mark couldn't refute that.
The ball flew across the court and rang the court with its dribble, added with strategy commands and endless "nice try's".
You initially thought you'd have no more energy left to spare after enjoying the amount of rides Mark had pulled you earlier, but your adrenaline boosted rapidly because you knew you'd never pass out a chance to see your boyfriend enjoying his time.
"Let's call it a day," Heaving heavily, Mark approached you with a satisfied grinโimplying that he is satisfied.
After grouping up and wishing each other good nights, Mark took back your hand with all of your belongings in his hold and walked you back to his dorm.
It's a must for him to execute his plans perfectly, especially when he carefully arranged it.
Though it doesn't go the smoothest sometimes, he ensures that he tried his best, and the outcome is to your judge.
Sometimesโmostly your movie datesโends with a different scenario than the ones Mark had initially schemed out, but never once had he regretted the flow.
Not when he'd have the best of his life until the next morning either with you beautifully pinned under him, or with you ended up falling asleep endearingly sweet in his hold that he found irresistible.
You now expect that the night will stray the exact same path, and you have absolutely no issue.
"Eh," You raised your brows when you realized that, it had only been 3 dates. If the last one will be the movie-cuddling session, then what's the fourth?
"Hm, what's wrong, Y/nnie?" Mark beamed down at you, his beauty in the dark alley stopped your heart for a split second.
"N-nothing," You managed to blurt out behind your flushed state and decided to abandon your question. One date less wouldn't hurt him anyway, when there was 3 and another 1 coming right up.
Mark pouted and huffed, muttering a "no fun" but pinched your cheeks. Turning on the lights, he then took your hand and reached the bathroom together.
"You'll catch a cold, let's take a bath," Mark's calming voice was soft in the otherwise eerie bathroom. Like a gentleman he isโwithout your requestโhe helped you strip yourself, the brief contact of his delicate fingers sending jolts of warmth through your muscles.
Mark handled everything until the two of you were butt-naked, as he took a bath bomb from one of the cabinets and threw it into the water-filled bathtub you had just noticed.
He threw in a few rubber-duckies and you watched them float above the fizzling water.
"This is our fourth date," Mark whispered behind you, teasing your earlobes with his kisses and nips.
Unpredictable, really.
Even a bath together could be called a date, and Mark proved exactly the quality of how a "date" should be with his affectionate actions that kept you blushing hard, almost sweating if it isn't the warm water merging glistening your sweaty body instead (also from the basketball earlier).
You would've been out if you were by yourself, but Mark had kept you seated for a whole hour. And when you'd be asleep before 9 every night, the clock had struck 12 but you were awake as if you've just woken upโyour muscles refreshed as if you hadn't been playing basketball after going for rides after rides in the amusement park.
Mark always has these effect on you, and really, you are under hypnotized.
He was the first to get out, fetching up towels to end the 4th date. He dried you up from your hair 'till your whole body, sneaking in some pecks on your sensitive spots just to hear your whines that seemed to please him.
"Let's wear the onesies! We're gonna be tigers for the night!" Mark giddily giggled, and you had to wonder how Mark wasn't embarrassed for jittering with excitement, without any piece of clothing on him. You could literally see his bouncing-
Okay, not that far.
But anyways, of course you agreed to himโbecause agreeing to him meant you could also see him in the cute outfit, which also meant you'd get to bite his cheeks all night long and perhaps eat his hair. (sorry Mark is just too cute...)
Wearing both of you the fluffy tiger suit, you both plopped to bed as Mark turned the mounted TV on. Quickly scrolling over Netflix, he chose the first movie that caught the both of your eyes. You wereโas alwaysโin his bear grip that used to be suffocating during the early stages of your relationship with Mark. But you had gotten used to it and it eventually became comforting, calming, and you felt safe.
His hand found its way to bury on your scalp, occasionally raking it to provide you a sense of love that he wanted you to be aware of. You could feel his soft breathing on top of you as he huffed puffs of laugh when the movie showed its comedic scenes.
Your melatonin seemed to be secreting a lot due to its response to the darknessโone of the strong aspects that influence your hormone production. With Mark's body warmthโin contrast of your cold onesโit became such a perfect moment for you to rest. No, it had always been a safe haven whenever you're in his embrace.
Because Mark always has the effect that never failed to make you feel humaneโto give you a reason to liveโand that he'd be completely contented even when you fell asleep on the fifth date he planned.
As long as Mark stands by your side, walking together with you throughout the journey of your life, your LIFE IS STILL GOING ON
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When Mark caught you secretly taking a picture of him
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You'd be walking together beside him with both of your hands laced together, wandering through the streets of Seoul.
It's almost a routine, where you'll spend your night with Mark, just taking in the cool air of the night while bathing with each other's presence after a long day of work away from each other.
You could be mindlessly listening to his ramble about his day, or he'd spoil with you snacks after snacks. Because he knew you won't be able to resist foods, not when you'd stare at it like it's more interesting than him.
The only thing he probably has yet to win over for your love is food. It's always food.
He used to get ridiculously jealous over those, but he later learned that it's a win-win situation for him. He'd get to see the way your eyes brighten up whenever he handed you your favorite chips, and he'd be the one receiving the praises for that he was the person buying them.
It's not the food anyways that you actually love moreโit's him. It has to be him (or Mark hopes so. He's been coping ever since the two of you dated)
Tonight is the same, just that you feel a bit uncharacteristically cheekyโpresumably for the amount of love he'd been showing you lately, making you giddy.
He really just have that effect on you. Always.
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"-and so, Jaemin straight up yelled in the middle of the room!"
Mark turned his head to you, his eyebrows raised as he expected your reaction to be as surprised as his.
You were already facing him the whole time, foolishly grinning when his lips slowly turned into a pout when you kept silent.
"What? Is something on my face?" Mark took his free hand and started self-consciously rubbing his cheeks and soon everywhere around his face, desperately trying to find the reason to your teasing smile.
"Cute." You muttered to get him out of his antics, before he lightly pinched both of your cheek in annoyance.
God, those pouty lips. You would've kissed it right away, if you weren't born so annoyingly short.
It then became your turn to pout as he bit his lower lips and pinch your bread-like cheeks.
"Getting a little too full of yourself, huh?" He smirked, pressing your cheeks to get your lips out and leaned down to steal a quick kiss, grinning as he watched you whined while rubbing your cheeks.
"My Y/n has to be cuter than me." Mark huffed, throwing his face away though not the undying grin. The more he stared at you, the more he'd lose control.
"Whatever! You're paying for my rice cakes later!" You sulked and walked first, hearing Mark catching up as he tried to apologize between his laughs.
Even as you tried to ignore him, his hand still found its way to slither back into yours, perfectly molding into the shape of your palmโlike an art piece meant to hold each other.
You both quited down and continued walking under the arrayed streetlights as he hummed to a recent song he's been working on, a piece he's showed to you that was made specially for you.
It may have been the 16th song he made about you, but each of them somehow managed to be as special as the first. Perhaps he was a reincarnation of Shakespeare himself, because his lyrics are...insane.
You never believed that words could make you cry, until he came to your life.
Even this piece he's currently humming for you had a very soothing tune he created by himself. But knowing that he had put every ounce of his heart and love to it, all just for youโdespite also being a relaxing song, one that brings you calmโit teared you up the first time he let you listen to the demo.
You then realized, it was the perfect timing.
Without a second thought, you pulled out your phone and angled it to his face, before pressing the button right when he glanced at the camera.
Oh, you're burying your face in the pillow tonight.
Both of you looked at each other at the same time, and Mark couldn't think of any better memes that could represent your adorable expression than the surprised pikachu face.
He started giggling. Of course he would.
"You're so cute!!" He started squealing and vibrating in place as he teased you for the whole night. Even as you two went back to the dorms, his eyes are still glued on you, staring at you as if no one is in the room.
"God Mark Lee, stop staring at him like that. You're creeping him out!" Donghyuck started, mirroring Jeno's disgusted face as the whole group watched Mark clinging on you.
Mark's peppering you with kisses as you dragged in his whole weight into the house, groaning for help.
But of course again, his friends would only laugh at your miseryโfor choosing Mark over them. They got over it, though, but you caused yourself this.
"Get off me!!" You whined dropping on the couch dead when Mark still wouldn't get himself off you.
"Do you need our help, Y/nnie?" Jisung worriedly asked beside you, his eyes anxiously jumping between Mark and you.
5 seconds passed and they were all still laughing, until everyone realized you did not answer the question.
Mark widened his eyes and got up, rotating you gently to the side, only to found out that you fell asleep.
The tensed room sighed their relief but Mark, whose grin widened, and he carefully lowered himself back to the couch, embracing you in his arms and kissed your hair. His warm palm traced the back of your head, his melodic hum soothing the dreamless sleep you were in.
The group started scattering back to the stuff they were doingโsome disappearing to their own roomโleaving you and Mark sleeping on the couch in the living room.
Renjun turned on the heater and draped a blanket over the two of you, shaking his head in amusement and fondness as he entered his own room.
You may be teased in the next few weeks for the same thing over and over again, but you knew it was worth it, for the new cycle of wallpaper you'll be using on your phone for the next month.
Just some drabbles of my love for this asian spiderman ๐ป๐ซถ HE SO BF MATERIAL ๐ป๐ค
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โง Mark, who wakes up early in the morning to prepare breakfast, making sure you'd wake yourself up to an inviting aroma of his cooking.
โง He knew well that he can't cookโso disastrous that he almost got food poisoning trying his own creationโbut you never take it upon yourself to tell him that. Mark would whine to get your honest judgment, but your persistent praise always kept him grounded.
โง And so he dedicates himself to learn how to cook, promising you to cook the best dish you'll ever have.
โง Mark, who would take you out on a date at least once a week, either a surprise or to wherever you wanted to go.
โง Knowing how much of a food lover you are, he takes you to new restaurants whenever he has time off his idol life.
โง He'll order whatever your eyes land on, and even those that your eyes quickly dart away when the price seemed out of comfort to you.
โง Mark makes sure you'll only sit still, focusing on your food as he brings pieces after pieces to your plate.
โง He'll blow the food in his spoon when it's hot, slightly touching his lips on it to check the temperature before feeding it to you.
โง He pays for everything even though he knew you had the money. Else, he'd sulk the whole day and he knew you can't resist him.
โง Mark, who stares lovingly at whatever you do.
โง A lot says, the only person Mark would stare at with love in his eyes is you, and will only be you.
โง It's like Mark's living in a world with only you in it, and others were like nothing but an insect to his life.
โง When he can't resist your charm, his hand would always find its way to your cheeks, gently pinching it out as he squeal like a hopeless romantic he is.
โง Mark doesn't shy out when it comes to showing you affection, wherever the two of you are.
โง Instead, he likes it the best to tease you in public, to let everyone that you're his.
โง It might as well be his kink, because he damn enjoys knowing that he's the reason your face dusted with red.
โง It makes him want to kiss you dumb, and when he feels like doing so, it's either him asking to go home right away or pulling you into a secluded area, away from prying eyes.
โง Whether he goes overboard or not, it's to your luck that day. You could end up fine, but you mostly had to rest in for the day whenever it happens.
โง If anyone's a wolf in sheep's clothing, Mark's the first person that comes to your mind.
โง Mark, who you thought was an innocent sunshine, is unexpectedly more than that.
โง The early week when you two started dating was nothing you had expected in a relationship with him.
โง When you joked about him being a literal giant big puppy, he actually is. You had a dinner with your friends on the second day after his confession. Though you were sure there were no one in your circle that is Mark's close friend, he seems to know everything that happened to you in that night.
โง Your friends had always been protective and smitten over youโfor that you are the youngest amongst themโgetting touchy with you when they got drunk.
โง Of course when you went home late, Mark was legit FURIOUS.
โง You were lucky it had only been two days since you became his, because even for just two days, it was as if you had became his possession.
โง The way the top two button of your shirt was unbuttoned, your hair disheveled like you had just done an exhilarating activity, the lensless glasses you wore for the night slightly crooked, and your glossy lips plump and pink with the lipstick you applied prior the dinner.
โง Oh, the bare thought of you being the center of attention of anyone but him. He wasn't having it that night. Mark was enraged.
โง You were straight up pulled into the bedroom and he ravaged you for hours.
โง But despite all that, he treated you like a princess, even when he was clearly upset.
โง The morning you woke up, he was staring at you with his two big puppy eyes, apologizing for going overboard.
โง You could tell he did, by the throbbing pain all around your bodyโespecially around the neck and your buttโbut god did you enjoy the beast inside him.
โง It wasn't your fault though, because you had told him everything about the dinner, and it was him that agreed on the 'possible' things that could happen, which explains why Mark was the one apologizing.
โง Well, you easily forgave him and let's just say the two of you continued another exercise in the morning and had another wonderful sleep for the whole day later ;)
โง Mark, who never let his job to be the reason to miss out on a day with you. It's not like you have a problem with itโyou know how busy Mark is, being in several NCT subunitsโbut it was Mark who couldn't stand living without you, not even for a minute.
โง He'd be awake in 2 in the morning when he's abroad just to call you due to the time zone difference, and would make you watch him until he fell asleep.
โง When he has a stage, you'll make it upon yourself to be present in the crowds.
โง Mark always deems whenever he met your eyes in the buzzling crowds, it's as if you can resonate him a sort of power (you didn't really pay attention to his babbling about this power because he was too endearing explaining it and you were only staring at him fondly)
โง And he'd be so eager to walk back to the stage and run to your embrace, meeting you with his members.
โง It's also a courtesy of you to bring foods for the boys after their promotion, and Mark shows his love through the way inhaled the food, throwing endless compliments.
โง His members would often say "he's the most different when he's with you.". You can't find any objection to that statement ever since.
โง Mark, who always asks for your consent whatever he does or wherever he goes.
โง A part of him asks anywayโboth of you knew you would've allowed him anything. You weren't the type to strict on such thingsโjust so that he could feel some sort of grip you had on him (Again, one of his fantasies that you never bothered to listen 'cuz they kinda ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐)
โง Most of them are a tad more serious matters. Especially revealing your relationship to his fans, it used to be a distressing topic for him.
โง Stressful in a way that he wanted to show the world that you are his, but we all know fans are crazy these days. Risking you in danger just for a revelation doesn't seemed ideal to him.
โง Though it drives his pride high to have everyone known you're his, your safety and health always comes first.
โง Since your answers would always regard to Mark's choice and that you'll never choose between a yes and a no, he ended up keeping you behind the cameras.
โง To make up for that, however, he takes you out on dates with no fear in showing any affections.
โง And when it comes to affections, Mark always find new ways to get you flustered.
โง Mark loves it when he drape his arms over your shoulder or snake his arms around your waist.
โง He'll lean to the side and kiss your hair, inhaling the scent of the random walmart shampoo you bought that managed to smell so good on you (perhaps everything about you is good to him).
โง Mark thinks you're his baby, because you're shorter than him. He calls you baby more than he calls you by your nameโnickname, to be specific. Your actual name no longer exists in his vocabulary.
โง Mark, who talks to you with his gentlest voice. You've only heard his highest vocal range in singing and during a fight with his members. It had nothing to do with you that time, but when he found out you overheard the fight, he abandoned everything just to rush to you and apologize.
โง Mark loves bringing you to the dorm to meet the boys (Jisung likes playing game with you), but will regret it whenever a certain person none other than Jaemin acts like you're his.
โง There's also Haechan who would try to show Mark his love, but all Mark was paying attention to was just chasing Jaemin around the room to get you back, while you're just holding your phone, playing a game with Jisung as you ran along with Jaemin.
โง Mark, who somehow keeps a routine to kiss you 30 minutes a day.
โง He'll leave your lips swollen every morning or at night, spending another half an hour admiring the way you looked beneath him.
โง A whiny boyfriend he isโif it isn't attention that he seeks from you, it'll be to have your arms soothing his nape when the two of you sleep. The gesture seems to bring him a wave of peace, because you'll find him asleep within seconds when you caress the back of his neck.
โง On top of all of that, Mark is the type of boyfriend who would celebrate every occasion with you.
โง His and your birthday, valentine's, new year and the christmas's eve, you'll have to celebrate with him to get his brightest grinโwitnessing his cute little giggles as he indulges you with each ocassion.
โง In valentine's, he'd spoil you the whole day with bouquet of flowersโthat he spent nights after nights researching for the perfect type of flower that is a resemblance of his undying love to you.
โงIn the new year, he'd take you back to his hometown to meet his family while ensuring you were comfortable with every interaction and their presence. He'd then bring you to various places that you've never been before, while not-so-discreetly taking pictures of you with his camera that Jaemin had taught him how to use.
โง During the crhistmas, he'd pull you out of the bed for a shopping spree, buying things he thinks are necessary for the house decoration. He'll spend some time to film a variety show in the dorms to decorate the place, and the rest of the day to fill the apartment you two live in (Mark barely sleeps in the dorm anymore ever since he's with you) with everything the two of you bought. You'd end up being exhausted and watch him do the job, his eyes crinkling to the creations he decorated on his own (and he says it's all you and him) before turning his head to youโdesperate for any praise or compliments in your voice.
And as his boyfriend, you are more than glad to shower him back with words that make him happyโfor that you could halt your breath by just staring at his widest grin that seemed to brighten the room and your heart.
accidentally posted the unfinished ver twice like days ago ๐ญ๐ญbut anyways enjoy some Marky fic!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (sorry i was late)
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