Prompt: Can you write a drabble about Mark receiving a letter from you?
A/N: This was so fun to write ffs. Send more fluff requests omg. Anyway, my masterlist is here, as always, and requests are open! Enjoy!
You’d mass-purchased 70 albums to go to this Got7 fanmeet, and even though you still technically have to sell them all, you’re excited as all getout for this thing. Your stomach knots as you stand up in line, looking down at the screen on your phone. 10:30 a.m. You grin to yourself, clutching the letter you wrote for Mark closer to your chest. Just another half an hour until you get to look him in the eyes and give him that letter.
The thought of it makes your stomach flip and you can’t help but smile bigger. You can see his face in your mind, his perfect teeth showing behind his soft pink lips, his eyes lit up. You try to hold in your excitement, trying not to squirm.
Your best friend brings you out of your stupor, clutching her own letter for Jaebum in one hand. You smile at her and she positively glows. She hands you an official lightstick that she just bought from the merch booth.
“Dude… this is real,” she practically squeaks, and you beam.
“I know,” you breathe, almost to yourself as the line for entry starts moving.
You get into the fanmeet and take your seat next to your best friend, who nudges you as soon as Got7 comes onstage. “Have you thought about what you’re gonna say to him?”
Your stomach flips yet again and you can feel your face starting to redden more with each passing second. What am I gonna say to him? You think to yourself. You shake your head. “I haven’t gotten that far yet.”
“I know exactly what I’m gonna tell Jb,” she says, a humongous grin crossing her face.
You try to calm down and relax into the music playing over the speakers, but the kick drum thumping through your chest does little for you, so you settle for screaming with all the other fans. You think you catch Mark’s eye right before he does a flip across the stage, but it might just be a coincidence. One more song until the fanmeet part of the event.
By the time you get into line, your heart is thumping so loud that you can hardly hear anything over it, your breathing hitching every time you inhale. You turn to your best friend, who seems calm and collected, the only dead giveaway that she’s nervous is the coloring in her cheeks. You sigh enviously, and suddenly it’s your turn to greet Yugyeom, who smiles at you and makes you forget everything you were going to say.
He takes your hands. “Hi! How are you?” his English is flawless, and immediately, it hits you that he’s real and in front of you. You’re nearly hyperventilating, but in a good way. Breathlessly, you answer him with an, “I’m great! How are you?” He is positively glowing as he says, “I’m great too, thanks for asking!”
He sends you down the line to Bambam and all you can focus on is his hands in yours as he smiles up at you. His teeth are straighter than you thought they’d be up close, and his hands are a lot smaller than you figured they were. Bambam beams up at you, thanking you for coming.
“I- You’re beautiful,” you stammer, and his entire face lights up as he clutches his heart with one hand, the other wrapped tightly around yours.
“Pshhhh. You’re beautiful,” he says, and your heart just about bursts out of your chest as he sends you to Youngjae.
“Youngjae-yah!” You say as he greets you with a smile brighter than the sun. “You are so beautiful and I love you so much!”
Youngjae’s hands lace with yours and he throws his head back, laughing his usual sunshine laugh. You can’t help but beam when he squeezes your fingers in his, and tears of happiness form in your eyes. You never thought you’d be here. “I love you too!” Youngjae squeezes you one last time, and sends you down to Jinyoung.
Jinyoung smiles and you sigh, all the stress leaving your body with his easy grin.
“Jinyoungie, how are you?” you say.
“I’m so good,” he says and takes your hands in his, “I felt all your stress. I’m glad you’re better now, though.”
Your eyes widen and he just smiles at you. “I love you,” you say.
“I know,” he says, and lifts the back of your hand to his lips, then sends you to Jackson.
Jackson Wang is the single most beautiful human being you have ever seen in your life, his strong jaw accented perfectly by soft brown locks that fall to his temples. You can’t help but gasp and clutch at your own heart, trying hard not to start crying. The way his hands envelop yours is the purest thing you have ever felt, and the warm way he greets you is the most at-home you have ever been. A smile pulls at the corners of his mouth, and you can’t help but smile too. “I love you, Jackson Wang,” you say, and you see the beginnings of tears form in his eyes.
“I love you, too,” he says, squeezing your hands in his before he sends you down to Jaebum.
Jaebum gives you a breathtaking smile before he greets you, and it takes everything you have in you not to faint right there on the spot. “Hi,” he says, “how are you?”
His English has improved so much since they debuted that you stand star-stricken for a second before you realize that he’s talking to you, and you smile dreamily.
“I’m- I’m good. I’m way good. How are you?” you sputter.
“I’m good!” he beams and takes your hand, pressing his lips to it briefly.
“I freakin’ love you,” you say.
“I love you more,” he grins, and sends you to Mark.
Your stomach flips and your heart is nearly pounding out of your chest as you inch closer to him, that beautiful smile slipping across his face just like you imagined it would. Tears fill your eyes again, this time spilling over the brim. You pull the letter from the pocket of your jacket, and his smile gets bigger, if that were possible. “Mark Tuan,” you breathe through the tears as he takes your hand, “I love you so much more than I ever imagined I would love anyone. Thank you for being you,” you say, your heart swelling.
He cups your face in his hands, and wipes away your tears with both his thumbs. “Don’t cry, Y/N,” he says, and you cry harder.
“I’m just so proud of you,” you say.
Mark glows with gratitude, hands still cupping your face, that beautiful smile still gracing his angelic features. “I’m proud of you, too.”
