i love you writing!! 💕💕💕 maybe write something along the lines of mark + lover telling each other when / how / why they fell for each other? with lots of fluff? idk lol but please keep up your work!! 💝
// your words make me so happy as well.
the fire crackled in the hearth as you rested your head on mark’s chest, swaying slowly to Shania Twain’s Still The One.
outside, the snow fell relentlessly but it made very little difference to you.
everything was just right now, everything was just mark, and everything was perfect.
“you know,” said mark, bringing your hands up to press a small kiss to your fingers. “i didn’t think i’d love you this much when i first saw you.”
“you looked so cool, to be honest,” mark laughed a little, running a hand through his hair as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “you were so cool, and you looked like you would totally not like me.”
“but i did,” you smiled. “you were so shy back then.”
“you were intimidating!” mark laughed. “and donghyuck kept saying that i was and awkward hag so that made it worse.”
“hey, i loved shy mark,” you laughed when mark turned red at the comment, hiding his face in your shoulder.
“you’re still so amazing,” he muttered, “you’re still so cool, but now it’s a lot more things i admire.”
“and what are they?” you asked, curious.
mark wasn’t one for too many words when it came to love, he preferred to show rather than tell.
“you need to kiss me to know such important things,” he smiled, tilting his head at you, pulling you closer to him by your waist and twirling you around to the soft music.
“well, i guess i’ll never know,” you said, holding in your smile.
“hey, that’s not fair!” mark pouted. “you’re supposed to know.”
“well then, stop blackmailing me for it,” you retorted.
“i don’t like you anymore, i want a divorce.” said mark.
“too late, sorry,” you chuckled.
mark laughed as well, the sound making you grin — you loved him so much it was nearly impossible for you to even imagine a life where he wasn’t by your side.
“do you remember the day i took you to Disney World?” he asked, after some silence.
“you mean the day Johnny and Taeil snuck you out and drove you three hours from miami to orlando? Yeah, I do.”
“listen, i tried, okay?” mark facepalmed. “they were the only two people i could convince.”
“well, at least Johnny had Taeil,” you laughed.
“it was a nice day, though.” said mark. “it was my favourite date.”
“it was. You looked so nice i think i wanted to cry,” you said. “so handsome, mark lee, how am i supposed to live?”
“shut up,” he said. “it was that day I realised that I was in love with you.”
You stared at mark. He was still holding you to him, but he didn’t meet your eyes — his cheeks tinged with the sweetest strawberry blush and your heart skipped a beat. His dark hair falling over sparkly eyes, pretty pursed lips, shadows falling down his high cheekbones — mark made it hard for you to breathe.
“you literally came in and somehow made my whole life better,” he mumbled, burying his face in your shoulder again, still swaying to the music. “i decided that you had my whole entire heart, and i belonged to you, and — and that I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if you weren’t around anymore.”
“you are love to me, you are all and everything i ever wanted love to be,” he pressed a little kiss to your forehead. “can I have another dance, my sweet?”
