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"If I could give so much love to the wrong one, imagine how much I could love the right one." The quote on the wall said, you looked back at Mark and smiled as he stared at the description of one of the paintings.
"Yo, I don't understand what this says-" Mark whispered and you pulled him closer to yourself, "Shut up." You said and leaned onto his shoulder, staring at the quote. "If I could give so much love to the wrong one, imagine how much I could love the right one." Mark read and then looked down at you and smiled, kissing the top of your head.
"Why do we always go to art museums? Do you like them?" Mark asked you when the both of you were in the lobby and you looked up at him, "Hm? I do like them. Makes me feel royal if I go to one, you know? Plus paintings are nice. We should appreciate art." You said and looked down at your phone again to check the notable pieces inside. "You know they give us a booklet guide, right?" Mark mumbled as he peeked into your phone. "Shut up."
"I wanna go to the souvenir shop!" Mark giggled excitedly and you just trudged behind the taller male as he navigated his way through people to the souvenir shop. He picked up a few things and then called you over. "This is the quote you were staring at!" He said and handed you the canvas, the quote was indeed written on it but you smiled and put it back in place. Mark's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Why'd you put it back, babe?" He said and picked it up again. "Some things are just meant to be admired." You said and he stared at you in confusion, "Eh? I don't get you, but anyway, saves my money. I don't care." He said and picked up a few more canvases.
Your eyes fell on his bright ones which were frantically searching for gifts for everyone.
"You think Johnny hyung will like this?" His eyes shifted towards you and his smile drooped softly, "Baby you good?"
"Yes love, I'm fine." You said and held his arm pulling him closer to yourself. He started talking again, something about Haechan being disgusting and wearing his shorts and you looked up at him from his shoulder, his eyes were so passionate and so beautiful.
He looked down at you and then his eyebrows furrowed, "Quit staring, will you?" He said and you nodded softly, kissing his cheek. "You're my right one, Mark Lee."
"Baby, look I'm sorry." Mark said and you just sighed and walked away. You removed your makeup and took the dress off, tears were streaming down your eyes but that didn't matter to you right now.
You entered the shower and let the warm water embrace you just like any other day. "I'm so sorry, I should've remembered, I'm at fault. Please forgive me, baby. I swear I won't-" You opened the shower door with a towel wrapped around your figure and walked towards the mirror, your hands reached for your face serum and your boyfriend just watched you as you did your skin care routine. He went absolutely silent as soon as he saw your face. He knew you were mad at him and the less he spoke the better it would be for him.
Because he knew he was at fault, and for him at the moment there was nothing he could possibly do to fix it. He just waddled behind you like a lost puppy when you were clearing up the set up you had done, for your anniversary date. He helped you and you didn't speak at all, keeping your mouth shut and handing him all the things to clear it up.
You had been waiting for your anniversary date for a long time, you had also decided to throw a small get-together the next day, because you wanted to celebrate. You were looking forward to your anniversary date because it had been almost a year since Mark and you had a date.
Ever since the both of you moved in together, going on dates almost became a task for the both of you, because you knew that you'd end up in the same bed anyways, so you had never pressurised yourself or Mark to go on a date but with your anniversary approaching you had hoped things would be different for once.
When you had called Mark at 6 in the evening, to tell him that you were ready for the date, he hadn't picked up, as the clock kept ticking you found your excitement slowly turning into anger and then you noticed that before you knew it, you were sad again. You glanced at the clock, only to find out that it was 10 already, you were just about to get up when your boyfriend merrily walked in with a crate of beers, you sighed and gave up.
It was when his eyes fell upon the dinner table that he had realised his mistake. A string of apologies rushed up to him and you couldn't help but ignore him. Today was the first time you did not feel the need to ask him where he had been, or even listen to his explanation for his forgetfulness. You just felt like you needed a break from him and he probably needed one too.
You decided to talk to him about it after the get together, but then you realised there was no point of having a get together anyways. That is when you remembered what Mark had first said when you proposed the idea of it, "Baby, it's not like a huge occasion, we can just go on a date or something!" You had retaliated with the fact that Mark hadn't seen many people in your friends circle in a long time due to his busy work schedule. You somehow had managed to convince him but it wouldn't happen after all.
The next morning when Mark had woken up he looked to his side, only to find it empty, he sighed and walked towards the kitchen, another sigh left his lips when you pulled away from him when he tried to hold you. He was at fault, and these small punishments were well deserved.
"Johnny hyung said he's got the balloons and then-"
"I cancelled all of it." You said and walked away, Mark was disappointed in himself but he couldn't possibly order you around at this point. His eyes fell on the beer crate which had been sitting on the coffee table since last night.
He walked into his closet and pulled out the necklace he had bought for you months ago. He placed it on your workspace and watched as you didn't even look in his direction. He trudged back and sat on the couch, "I was thinking we should renovate, don't you think, baby?" Mark tried sounding enthusiastic but failed when he couldn't get a reply out of you.
"I love you, you know that right?" Mark mumbled and your heart tugged at it's strings, your urge to look at him grew. The urge to shake him and ask him why he had left you alone again, on a day you needed him ate at you, but you didn't want any of it right now. You wanted him to be the one to hold you first, and say that he will do anything he possibly can to make up. You didn't want him to apologize, you just wanted him to realise the mistake he kept making in a recurring manner.
You watched him walk out of the house with tears in his eyes and you couldn't help but break down either, you needed him, but not for just yourself. You wished that sometimes he would take initiative too, but he clearly lacked in those areas, so the least he could do was keep his promises, but he was failing at that too. Deep inside you felt bad for him, but you couldn't help yourself either.
In the evening Mark placed another gift beside the pendant box which was left untouched. He slipped the letter he had written to you in between the silk boxes. He was alone at home, for the first time since he started living with you, he was alone at home. The silence in the house was deep and exhausting. It made him feel flushed and insecure, and he felt like he needed to run away.
But there was nowhere he could run to, because this was his house. He sat and waited for you till late in the night, he was wide awake and he just sat there, thinking about all the events that took place yesterday. He thought about why he had forgotten that you were waiting for him at home, it was because everyone had forced him to have dinner with them after dance practice, his eyes fell to his feet as he remembered that he had walked away as soon as he possibly could but when he walked into his house, the scenario was entirely different. You were sitting exactly where he was sitting, you were probably enraged, afterall the dinner you had prepared was a lavish one to say the least. He thought about how you must've felt when you sat in the same place, everyday, waiting for him to come home. He realised that you probably felt the same way he felt right now.
He felt empty and he didn't like the feeling of it. He wanted you to be home as soon as possible so that he could hug you and kiss you to sleep. But he couldn't do any of those things right now, because of the many many mistakes he had made. He thought he didn't deserve to touch you and the guilt inside him just grew deeper every time he saw you. He had realised how hard it must've been to love someone like him, someone who's always busy, someone who always pushed his relationship aside for other things and his heart sank.
He wasn't like this before, he was the best boyfriend and you had even said it multiple times when you had kissed him on the cheek as the both of you stared at the night sky together. When the door clicked open he saw you, and he couldn't help but feel guilt wash over him all over again. He just watched you walk away from him to get to your room, but he didn't want it to be that way, so he held your arm and pulled you back in the hallways.
You looked back at him and took some steps back. "I love you, I will make it up to you, I promise." Mark said and you watched as his grip loosened on your arm and tears escaped his eyes, he still looked up at you with a smile, "I understand if you don't need me anymore, I am a very pathetic person. I never thought about how you felt each time I canceled on you, I never thought about how the walls in this house are so high and silent if someone is alone." He rambled and you walked closer to him you pulled the taller man in and leaned against the wall.
His head landed on your shoulder and you felt your shoulder getting wet. You patted his head and listened to him cry like a young kid who needed to be soothed. He mumbled many things when he was crying on your shoulder and you couldn't help but pull away from him and try to listen. It was almost as if he had dumped himself on you. So when you pulled away your hands were tucked under his face which squished his cheeks and you couldn't help but giggle at the sight. His nose was red and his cheeks were flushed. He looked beautiful even after crying.
"I miss the sound of your voice, please say something." He said in a muffled voice and you just sighed at your boyfriend who looked rather adorable after crying his eyes out. "I hate you." You said and watched as more tears slipped from his eyes, "Will you break up with me?"
"No! Of course not you idiot. I love you so much that I hate you as much too. I hate you for not being there and yeah this house is pretty huge if you're alone, that's why we live in it together, don't you think?" A smile took over Mark's tear stained face. "Yeah, we live in it together. I won't leave you alone, I promise."
"Mark, you're not pathetic. You're the best boyfriend ever." You said to the man who was cuddled up to you like a five year old. A wide smile took over his features when you complimented him. "Say it again."
"You're the best boyfriend ever!"
"Again."
"You're the best boyfriend ever."
"Again."
"Mark no. That's enough!"
"Again!"
"Fine! You're the best boyfriend ever." You sighed at him and he just smiled brightly and nuzzled into your arm. "That feels good."
"Let's go on a date tomorrow. You should dress up."
"Where are we going?"
"Secret."
"This is why I said you're the best boyfriend ever."
angst (?), fluff (towards the end!) mentions of taeyong, swearing (LOADSS)
WC- 0.966k words, female reader.
"Why are you staring at me like that? It's creeping me out." Hyuck tutted at you and turned to his laptop.
"Why the fuck did you call me over if you were gonna play video games anyways, idiot." Your face scrunched and you turned away from him in annoyance.
"I mean, the guys wanted to play, I couldn't say no. There's a thing called loyalty you know?" Hyuck turned to you and saw your body as it twisted on his bed, away from him while he played games for "loyalty."
"You didn't tell us that Y/n was coming to see you." Jeno said in Haechan's headphones and Haechan left a heavy sigh. "Damn man! SHOOT! TO YOUR FUCKING LEFT! OMG ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND???? CHENLE GIVE COVER." Your boyfriend shouted into the headphones like a madman and you couldn't be less annoyed.
You got up and left him alone in his room with his games. Your feet dragged along the floor and you found yourself in Taeyong's room in no time. Taeyong gave you a small smile as you plopped onto his bed. "Is he playing games?" Taeyong asked and he turned back to his phone, smiling at a reel on Instagram.
"Yeah." You sighed and looked at him, Taeyong gave you a sad smile and gestured for you to come closer.
He hugged you and your mouth left multiple sighs during that one hug. "It's okay, he'll be done soon, you can stay with me till then." He said, trying to cheer you up.
He got up from his place and pulled out a few bags and placed them in front of you, "I went shopping with Yuta yesterday. You wanna see what we bought?" Your eyes lit up and you pulled the bags closer to yourself.
You unwrapped each bag and giggled to yourself as Taeyong tried it on and showed you everything dramatically. "Look at this little, shiny chain." Taeyong giggled and his hands held yours, "Don't tell anyone, but, CHAIN FLEX!" You giggled at his actions and you laughed as he pulled the chain and pulled his tongue out when he shouted Flex.
Laughters soon filled the room and you found yourself getting amused as Taeyong showed you everything he bought. "You have to take me shopping with you the next time, because I love everything you guys bought, it's just so pretty." You picked up a t-shirt and smiled at it, "This one! I love this one. Wear it again." You instructed Taeyong cutely and he complied.
Taeyong walked out of the washroom and he smiled at you when your eyes scanned the t-shirt on him. "Please tell me you'll wear this on a date." You pleaded with your eyes and his eyes widened, "What date?" Taeyong said and plopped down beside you.
"Like when you go on a date, you'll wear this." You said and he smiled, "I got worried for a second, I thought you're setting me up with someone." Your palm assessed the fabric and you smiled at Taeyong, he had an amazing choice.
"There you are." Haechan shouted loudly and your face turned into a scoff faster than you had expected. "Come on, we're going out." Haechan said and smiled. "I'm not going anywhere with you, Mr. Lee." You rolled your eyes and turned away.
Haechan had been watching you and Taeyong since the time he pulled the shopping bags out. He felt jealous but there wasn't much that he could do to sort it out. He would just make you even more angry than you already were.
So he waited and when he couldn't hold himself anymore he walked in between the two of you. He wanted to make you laugh and giggle like that and seeing someone else do it fuelled him to the brim. He grabbed your wrist and made you turn to look at him, "I said, we're going out." He pulled you out of Taeyong's room and took you to his, shutting the door violently.
"Lee Haechan, what the fuck?" You said and held your wrist in pain. "Why don't you understand stuff?"
"Why don't you understand that you do this literally every time? I come here, sit on your bed waiting for you for hours and then you'll come to me once you're done at your own convenience and you are always busy even if I'm here. I never complain about you not giving me enough time, but even the little time we have together, you ruin it. Just tell me if you don't need me here."
Tears slipped from your eyes and you turned away from him, he stared at you and guilt filled his chest as he realised what you said was true. His arms slowly tried to hold you but you resisted by pushing your shoulder back.
You finally gave in and turned to him and cried softly in his chest, "Can't you tell I love you?" You said and sobbed louder. His eyes widened and he pulled away from the hug, "What did you say?"
"I love you, dumbfuck." You said and wiped your tear stained cheeks. "I'm sorry baby, I love you too." He said and kissed your cheeks.
"I'll never do this again, i didn't realize that i had been doing this. I'm at fault." Haechan said and your chest filled with a sense of pride as he said sorry and apologized.
Haechan never apologizes and that's one reason why your fights always drag on, but today for the first time in your relationship, he was ready to admit his fault. He took full responsibility and he didn't cower away. His stance was firm when he held you close to him and kissed you.
"We can still go out to that dinner you know?"
A/n; pls this is my first haechan story, I'm so nervous ㅠ.ㅠ
FLUFF 💫 , Established Relationship, Female reader. Mentions of Jaehyun and Taeyong (0.913k words)
"Babe, can you please open the door?" The speaker said and you sighed and rolled in your bed, "Why can't you just ring the bell like normal people, Mark Lee?"
"Please open the door, I have a bunch of stuff-"
"You have a key! Just let yourself in for fucks sake, I'm too comfy comfy."
"I didn't bring my key because you are home, get your lazy ass up, this shit's heavy Y/n."
You got up and dragged the blanket along with you as your fingers dragged along the locks to unlock them. Your boyfriend stood there in a hoodie and a bunch of bags which probably had snacks in them.
You couldn't even bother fixing your hair and he let out a small giggle when he saw it. You tutted at him and walked away with your blanket. You were annoyed at the fact that he made you get up when you told him you were comfortable in bed.
After hours of struggling and missing your boyfriend you had finally found a position in bed which made you feel comfortable. The bed didn't seem all that huge with pillows all around and you were satisfied only to be disturbed by him.
You sat on the couch and wrapped yourself up in your blanket as he put away all the things he bought. When he was done he sat down next to you and tried pulling you closer with all his strength. Your feet flailed to get out of his grip but you failed and ended up sitting on his lap with your face the other way because you were mad at him.
"What did I do now?" Mark whined and tried to make you face him but you huffed out a breath and turned to him, you brought your hands out of the blanket so that you could show him your fingers, "1. You stood me up yesterday. 2. You didn't even text me that you stood me up yesterday. 3. My boyfriend hasn't contacted me in a week and he hasn't even told me why and he won't even let me visit him. 4. My boyfriend didn't eat dinner yesterday. 5. You bought a bunch of unhealthy stuff and now I'll get fat and then you'll break up with me because I'm fat."
He smiled and buried his face in your neck, "Bitch! Say something? What are you a fucking cat? What the fuck?" You groaned trying to pry his head off your neck, he planted a kiss there and looked up at you, "I have been busy, I'm sorry about yesterday. Who told you I didn't eat? And if I buy snacks, it's for us, we'll both get fat together."
"Where did you change your clothes and take a shower, the entire week?" You asked him and he giggled, "At the dorms." "What's funny?" You poked his cheek and he smiled brightly. "You care so much about me, it makes me feel loved."
"You didn't eat yesterday!"
"Who told you that?"
"Jaehyun!"
"He's always out for blood, he always makes you and me fight and then he finds amusement in it and then he'll solve it like he's a hero. And you get convinced by him each time so you end up fighting me."
"He doesn't lie about this stuff, and even Taeyong called me to ask if we had a fight or something because you didn't eat yesterday." You looked at him for clarification and he just sighed in response.
"I was too tired to eat." He hid his face in your neck because he knew that if he maintained eye contact with you, you would give him a long lecture about how he needs the nutrients and how dumb he is for not eating properly.
"I'm sorry I didn't come home this week, I missed you so much babe. I had so many schedules and then when Manager told me I have work each day, I was just too tired to come back home and I didn't want to annoy you because I'd be too tired to even speak to you. So I ended up staying at the dorms. And honestly, my phone's just there, I have a week's worth of messages on there that I haven't checked. I haven't even called my mom, the entire week." Your hand pushed the hoodie off his head, his bright green hair was a mess underneath it. Your hand fixed it and you smiled at him as he constantly stared at you like a lost puppy.
You kissed the mole on his cheek and slowly opened your blanket so that he could have some of it too. You sat on his lap and stared at him for a good amount of time before falling asleep on his shoulders. His warmth made your coldness go away in an instant. Your hands were intertwined and he slowly pulled his hand away and placed it under your waist. He walked towards the bedroom with you in his arms, he slowly placed you on the bed and you moved around trying to find him and your eyes shot open when you didn't feel his arm around your waist.
He smiled at you as he placed his hoodie on the hanger and walked towards you. Your arms extended towards him and he giggled at how clingy you were behaving. "I'm here baby." He said and played with your hair.
fluff, established relationship, Mark x Gender Neutral Reader.
0.496k words
"Mark! Don't-" You giggled as your body hawled into the air and landed back on the trampoline. "Who's the winner now?" Your boyfriend shouted with thrill as he kept jumping and your body kept wiggling to pick itself up.
When you gave up on trying to get up, you saw your boyfriend's energy slowly die down and his form lay next to you.
"I'm so glad we bought a trampoline before we move in here." He said and paused, trying to catch his breath. "I'm so glad that we're getting married." You smiled at him and he smiled back at you.
His hand tangled with yours and then you heard a giggle emerge from his chest. "You really thought I'd give up so easily?"
"No-" You said and shrieked as he got up and helped you get up. His feet bounced and he jumped high once again, his laughs filled the trampoline and you couldn't help but laugh along.
He held your hands as the both of you jumped slowly and softly, your feet didn't hurt and you were both laughing like maniacs. The laughter made the both of you tired and pools of happy tears collected in the corners of your eyes.
When the both of you lay down again, you saw droplets pour on your face and your face twisted. "Why is it raining?" You said and were about to open up the zip so that the both of you could step out from the trampoline, but Mark's hand wrapped around your wrist and tugged at it.
"Stay with me, while it rains. Just this once, please." He said and you saw the glimmer in his eyes as he leaned back into the net of the trampoline. His hands were in your hair and your head was buried in his chest as rain poured on the both of you. His hand then searched for yours and then he squeezed it softly.
You looked up at him and his smile was ever so beautiful. He leaned down and kissed your forehead which was drenched with rainwater. He then kissed your eyelids and then your cheeks, a string of sweet nothings left his mouth each time he planted a kiss. He finally stopped and gazed into your eyes when he kissed the corner of your mouth.
You were on top of him and he smiled when you moved in closer and your lips met with his in a kiss that conveyed more than you could've put in words. The passion which flew when his lips moved against yours was barely describable. A smile took over his features in between it and he tucked your slick hair behind your ear. He pulled away and kissed your cheek. He slowly bounced his knee so that your grip on his waist tightens and a small chuckle left his lips when you held onto him for dear life with your eyes closed.
You sighed once again when your daughter cried more, tears threatening to fall from your own eyes because she wouldn't stop crying. Your husband hadn't been home for a few days now and you were obviously very frustrated.
Handling work and an 18 month old baby wasn't exactly working out in your favour, the nights seemed hectic and the days tired you out, and the fact that Mark wasn't around to even smile at you and say that it'll be fine, frustrated you to lengths which no one could imagine.
Your husband was and is your only source of peace and him not being around drove you insane. You watched the bills and mail pile up on the letter box but you chose to ignore it when your daughter cried loud and snorted in your shoulder. "Amy, baby, please." You begged your daughter as she pulled your hair and cried louder. "Papa!" She cried louder and you grew frustrated with her, because you missed her dad as much as she did.
"Papa isn't home right now!" You screamed at her, your hands mixing her baby food, "Please for god's sake, shut up Amy!" You screamed and you heard her cries dying down, now her eyes red and nose red, she looked at your angry form and you put her down in her seat.
She obeyed you through the meal, you kept quiet. You fed her in silence as she kept snorting. You grabbed a handkerchief and then she started crying again, "Papa." She cried again and you just wiped her down, getting frustrated from her cries.
You carried her to her room and rocked her softly, all of the effort going in vain. "Baby?" You heard a confused voice from outside and you opened the door and saw Mark, standing there, his hair out of place, the duffel bag in his hand looked worn down and you sighed.
"Mark." You said and walked closer to him, the tears in your eyes finally fell, your daughter smiled and opened her arms to her father, she wrapped herself around him and kissed his cheek softly, when you cried and sat down on the couch. "Baby? Why are you crying?"
"Mumma why sad, Papa?" Your daughter mumbled and wiped your tears with her tiny hands, "I'm so tired." You said and Mark pulled you closer. "It's okay baby, I'm here now." He said and kissed the crown of your head.
The both of you turned to your daughter who started crying loudly again, you sighed and turned around, wiping your tears. You knew Mark could handle her now, "Amy, baby why are you crying?" He asked her as she fell on his chest and cried louder, "Mumma why-why c-cry?" She stuttered through her tears and Mark just soothed her back, "Mumma missed papa." He told her and she nodded. "Let's get you to bed, little one." He cooed at your daughter.
You pulled Mark's clothes out and set them on the bed, "What's for dinner?" He mumbled and hugged you from behind as you pulled your own clothes out, "Fried Rice and chicken stew." You said and walked towards the shower. "And desert?"
"I got ice cream." You said and hung your clothes in the shower. "I was hoping you'd say, "Me." Like you usually do." Mark giggled and you smiled at him.
Your feet dragged towards him and you pulled him closer, your head landed on his chest and you pulled him in a hug. You sighed and nuzzled into his chest. "Amy missed you so much."
"And you?"
"I missed you more than Amy did. I wish I could cry and scream like her too." You looked up at him and giggled, "She's more of a daddy's girl, isn't she?"
"She is." You said, now he was rocking you softly, "I should run a bath, you set up dinner?" He asked and you nodded.
When you were almost at the door you heard his voice again, "Get some of that wine out too, okay babe?" and you smiled, knowing that your peace is back, and all the days that you had spent in agony and uneasiness will all be gone in just one dinner together.
