[11:32am] mark rolls over gently after checking the notifications on his phone, squinting slightly at the bright almost-afternoon sunlight seeping in through the blinds.
while johnny had bragged to him about hearing the birds and getting some morning coffee, mark didn't have that luxury.
the boy was too tired sometimes, and he normally finds himself waking up to late mornings and a starvng stomach. he'd mix and write songs deep into the night until you'd have to knock the workaholic out of him.
mark guesses that, in a way, he did a have a luxuryâa simple oneâyou.
an arm drapes around your figure, a tad bit smaller than he is, prompting your unconscious self to naturally curl into his warmth.
mark smiles, planting a soft kiss onto your forehead, before remembering the schedule you showed him the day before. it was almost 12-
"(y/n)... babe, wake up, don't you have an online class at 12pm?" he whispers, shaking you gently before you groggily groan and hide deeper into your boyfriend's chest.
rubbing at your eyes, you take one look at the bright sunlight and immediately sit up, grabbing at your phone. the sigh you let out felt good as your body visibly deflates; along with your bed hair, it adds on to the humour of your (and mark's) habit of sleeping through alarms.
"jeeesus mark, you scared me!" your voice is still heavy with sleep, but the low growl in your stomach had woken you up.
mark giggles at your distress, knowing that no matter how you trash your major due to heavy content, you enjoy the classes and care about being on time for submissions and projects.
"happy birthday, you loser."
"ohhh, so now it's loser?" you glare with hooded eyes, though your hand's still gently playing with his black hair.
"correction- it's- come on babe, you know it's like... like an endearing term, y'know? like, i don't mean it." your boyfriend looks up at you with doe eyes, as the downturn of his eyebrows had you cooing.
"thank you, mark lee." you grin anyway and pat his cheek, leaning forward to place a peck on his cheek.
"only cheek?" he asks teasingly, bringing you closer with his arm that's draped around your waist until you're an inch apart.
rolling your eyes, you let the male take his time with your lips, kissing you until you're breathless.
"happy birthday again, babe, i love you."
short bonus:
your friends grin at the accidental show of your neck, snickering at the marks left on your neck.
"what?"
you can hear johnny giggle from across you before you checked it for yourself in the camera, immediately switching it off and muting your microphone.
"mark lee!!!!!"
for @instantnoodls
