Hello, my love! I’m so excited for these Drabbles! Can I please request 57 + 180 with Mark Tuan? Thank you lovely! PS. I’m sending one for Jaebeom too lol
mark | 600w.
“is that my shirt?” + “you have no idea what you do to me.”
you were already getting ready for bed when you heard the doorbell ring. confused and slightly alarmed – it was well after midnight – you considered dialing 911 before you opened the door but, after glancing through the peep hole and recognizing mark’s frame outside of your apartment, you were more surprised than scared.
unlocking the door, you greeted your boyfriend with raised eyebrows, “got lost on your way to the studio?”
he chuckled at your sarcasm, shaking his head.
“no, i’m done for the day,” he said, not getting offended because he knew he deserved that. “i missed you. can i come in?”
you moved away from the doorstep, allowing mark to go inside.
“i was just getting ready for bed,” you said, closing the door behind him. “you could have texted me you were on your way over.”
“yeah, i didn’t really realize i was on my way here until i was suddenly in your building. i guess that’s how much i’ve missed you,” he confessed. he hasn’t seen you in a little over a week now and it was surprisingly difficult to find the words to say now that you were right in front of him. “sorry about disappearing on you. it’s been a little hectic.”
“no, it’s okay,” you said. “i understand.”
mark nodded, swallowing. “and sorry i ruined your night-time routine, i—uh… is that, um—is that my shirt?”
he nodded his head at you and, instinctively, you looked down to look at the black shirt you’d put on. it’s become almost natural for you to wear his clothes to bed but, now you realized you’ve never really told mark about the calming effect the smell of his cologne against your skin had on you.
“it is,” you said quietly. “you’ve left it here and i—”
“it, um, it looks really good on you,” he said, struggling to keep his eyes above your waist instead of sliding down your bare legs, his shirt ending barely below your ass. “you should keep it.”
“i was planning to,” you revealed, your lips stretching into a grin. “you didn’t seem to miss it too much so—”
“i tend to focus more on missing you,” mark said, “instead of the superficial things.”
“you talk a whole lot about missing me for someone who hasn’t kissed me in the five minutes that he’s been here.”
laughing at your subtle encouragement, he finally closed the distance between the two of you by taking your face into his hands and connecting your lips in a kiss that was far too long overdue. mark’s kisses were always heaven-sent but as you felt his lips move against yours after weeks, you realized that kissing him wasn’t just heavenly. it was addicting. and you’ve been deprived of it for too long.
wrapping your hands around his neck you took the initiative to deepen the kiss and, pleasantly surprised by your eagerness, mark slid his hands down to your hips, pulling your body closer. your unforgettable taste completely shut his mind down and he found himself aching to have you pressed against him, until every inch of you was touching him.
his hands slid down to the hem of your—his—shirt, lifting it slightly so he could feel more of your bare skin. a heavy sigh suddenly passed mark’s lips when he brought his hands under the shirt.
“y-you’re not wearing anything underneath?” he whispered against your lips, his hands firmly gripping your ass as his eyes glazed over with lust.
“would you like to find out?” you replied with a teasing smirk and mark swore you were going to drive him completely insane one of these days.
“fuck, baby,” he sighed, returning his lips to yours and then sliding his hands up your back, exploring the naked skin there. “you have no idea what you do to me.”
humming into the kiss, you pulled away just enough to lean in closer and whisper the next words in his ear – causing goosebumps to rise all over his skin, “show me then.”
