𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 - 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗟𝗲𝗲
pairing: musicteacher!Mark x rich!reader, musicmajor!Mark x musicmajor!reader
special guests: Jeno & Renjun
summary: Mark’s biggest dream is to become a musician. He’d do anything to make his dream reality. That includes using you, the principal's daughter. University starts soon and Mark’s only chance to attend his dream university is you. Making you fall in love with him is easier than he thought, what he didn’t expect was that he’d also fall in love with you.
genre: strangers-to-lovers!au, angst, smut, fluff
warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, swearing, (sorry if i missed anything)
wc: 14k
NOTE: ENJOY THE FIRST PART OF MY SERIES, i hope you like it!! I’m so excited to write and post the other parts, i’m sorry if there are any mistakes i’m so sleepy lmao. i love you guys, thank you.
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this is fiction!
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Mark Lee is a dreamer.
Since he was little, his biggest dream was to become a musician. With the lyrics he wrote, his guitar in his hands and a stage he was standing on. He imagined himself on the stage, thousands of people watching him and singing along with his self-written lyrics.
Mark loved writing down his thoughts and emotions, no matter when and what he felt. When he was showering, he summed along the melody he had in his head and before he could forget it, he got out of the shower, recorded his voice with his phone and then he finished showering.
Mark loved making music, it was always his dream, but his parents didn’t support his dream. His parents told him that there was no future for artists, he wouldn’t make any money with his guitar. Music is not a stable job, it’s a hobby.
Mark fought against his parents, he tried everything he could do to change their minds, to show them how much it means to him, but in the end, he moved out and decided to go to NEO CITY UNIVERSITY OF ART, Mark’s dream University. Mark wanted to study music and nobody could stop him. He listened to his heart and even though he left his parents to follow his dreams, he knew that he could make it.
There was just one big problem, Mark has no home, almost no money and no job. He moved out and slept at his friend’s house for a couple days until he finally found a job near the campus of neo city university of art. He started working at the café and met Jeno, who was also working there.
Jeno got accepted in the acting department, his biggest dream and luck was on Mark’s side because Jeno and his roommate Renjun, who was also going to NCUA to study art, were looking for a roommate and they were living 10 minutes from school.
Mark knew he was getting closer to his dream, but there was still a big problem, Mark didn’t get accepted to NCSA. His world crashed down as he read the email, but luck was again on his side. He was preparing a smoothie as he heard you and your friend talk.
“My dad wants me to get more private lessons because apparently, I'm not as good as his students. ‘It’s a scandal, the daughter of the famous principal and great-granddaughter of the founder of NEO CITY UNIVERSITY OF ART can’t play the piano and struggles with the guitar.’, as my mother would say.” you say with a mocking tone. The tone your mother always uses when she scolds you.
Yes, you are the daughter of known artists but that doesn’t mean that you have to be as talented as them.
It’s not like you don’t like playing instruments, it was just a little bit too hard to play so many instruments. You always preferred to sing, you actually just wanted to focus on your voice and the emotions you wanted to portray.
“Just say yes to any teacher, you always say no, just get over with it.” you friend says as she pets your hair.
“But they’re always too old or too young. I don’t want an old grumpy man to teach me how to play the piano and I don’t want a little girl to hold a guitar as big as her and teach me how to play it.”
Mark smiled to himself as he felt like he hit the jackpot. You didn’t notice him listening to your conversation, but Mark could kiss you then and there because you just gave him the perfect opportunity.
“So, Mark Lee, right?”
"Yes, sir.”
Mark was absolutely nervous. He was sitting right in front of Principial y/l/n.
Your dad looked through Marks CV, it was hard to describe the look on his face and that scared Mark. Mark just went to an ordinary high school and has worked a couple part time jobs, he was nothing special, well at least he thought that he was nothing special.
“So, you can play the guitar, piano... rapping, that’s interesting.” he says, “You also write lyrics?” he looks up at Mark.
“Y-Yes, sir. I started writing when I was a little kid and I still do. I like to write down my thoughts.” Mark tells and tried not to stutter.
“So, Mark, your application is interesting and-”
“Dad! I’m home!” you suddenly entered your dad’s office.
Your eyes met Mark’s the second you entered and Mark hoped that you wouldn’t recognize him.
“Oh, sorry I didn’t know you had a guest.” you said shyly.
“Your timing is actually perfect. Meet your new teacher. Mark Lee, Mark, this is my daughter y/n.”
Mark stood up and held his hand out and you shook it softly.
“It’s nice to meet you.” you said with a small smile.
“It’s nice to meet you too.” Mark smiled back, “W-Wait does that mean I get the job?”
You giggled at his reaction, “Yes, Mr Lee, you got the job.” you dad says as he reaches his hand out to shake Mark’s and Mark just noticed that he was still holding your hand.
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Mark entered the apartment with a big fat smile on his face.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Renjun asked with a bag of chips in his hands as he looked up from the tv in the living room.
“I have great news. Is Jeno home?” Mark took off his jacket as he sat down next to Renjun and hugged him tightly.
“Okay, that’s enough.” Renjun pushed Mark away and as soon as Jeno left his room, Mark stood up and hugged him.
“You guys, I have BIG news.”
“Spit it out already!” Renjun said as his curiosity grew.
“So, I was working at the café yesterday, right? So, I hear this girl and her friend, she was complaining that her dad wants her to have private guitar and piano lessons.”
“So?” Jeno and Renjun asked at the same time.
“So, guess who’s the new music teacher of NEO CITY UNIVERSITY OF ARTS’ principal's daughter, y/n y/l/n?”
“No fucking way!”
“You are kidding right?!”
“Do you guys know what that means?”
They looked at him curiously.
“If I get close to her and her dad, I have a bigger chance to attend NCUA and I bet he knows so many producers and with all of his connections I could have a chance to record an album. Fuck, this is the perfect opportunity.” Mark said with a big grin on his face.
“Don’t you think that’s a little, I don’t know, mean to use her like that?” Renjun asked and Jeno nodded.
“I-I’m not using her, well, maybe I am, but it’s a win-win situation. I’ll teach her to play the guitar and the piano and maybe I'll get the chance to fulfill my dreams.” Mark defends himself, he didn’t think about any consequences, he was just too happy to care.
“And also, the payment is amazing. As soon as I get my first paycheck we’ll go and celebrate!”
“Don’t do anything you might regret.” Jeno warns him.
“Calm down, guys. Just trust me on this.”
“You have two months, Mark. Two months until the first semester starts.” Renjun reminds him.
“Don’t worry about that, I’ll wrap her around my finger before those two months end.”
Lesson 1 – week 1
Mark entered the big house you lived in and he was greeted by a maid who welcomed him in. He was still amazed, your house was big, neat and really minimalistic.
“Ms y/n is in the music room waiting for you, sir. Please follow me.”
“Please call me Mark.” he said. It felt wrong to be called sir by a woman much older than him.
Mark entered the bis music room, which was much bigger than a simple room, with wide eyes. There was a big, white piano, on the wall were awards and paintings and then his eyes met yours.
“Hey.” you said as you stood up from your seat.
“Hey, Ms y/l/n.”
“Oh, please just call me y/n. I read your application; we are the same age.”
The maid closed the door and left you two alone, leaving you standing there awkwardly.
“Uhm, you can sit down if you want to.” you said as you pointed next to you.
“Oh, uhm yeah right. Thanks.”
Mark tried so hard not to fuck this up.
“So, I think we should get to know each other first, what do you think?” he said as he sat down on the other side of the couch, leaving space between you.
“Sure, I guess that’s a good idea.”
“Sooo, tell me about yourself.” Mark softly smiled at you.
“Well, there’s not much to tell. I like watching movies and I like music, but I'm not that good with instruments. Uhm, I don’t have any siblings... I love fries and ice cream with lemon flavor-” you stopped talking as you noticed that you were non-stop talking. You were kind of nervous as he looked at you with his brown eyes and listened to you. “Sorry, I talk too much.”
“No, no. Don’t worry. What’s your favorite movie?”
“I don’t really have a favorite movie. There are so many different genres and it’s so hard to choose. I like twilight, but I also like all of the marvel movies, I'm a sucker for romance but I also love mindfuck movies-”
You stopped talking again.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know when to stop. I love talking about movies, I could talk about them for hours. Maybe you should tell me more about yourself.”
As someone who doesn’t have many friends, you wanted to find new friends and Mark seemed nice, so you wanted to become friends with him. It’s not like you never talked to people your age, it’s just that nobody really wanted to be your friend. The daughter of famous musicians, everyone thought that you were a bitch who loved daddy’s money. Which you weren’t.
“You don’t have to apologize. I also like to talk about movies. Anyways, I love music, I love writing lyrics and I love my guitar,” he pointed at the case he bought with him, “I have two roommates and that’s basically it.”
“You don’t live with your family?” you asked curiously.
“Nope. I, uhm, wanted to move out and yeah.” he said, not explaining further why he exactly moved out.
“That’s so cool! I wanted to move out, too. I love my parents, don’t get me wrong, but I feel like I don’t have any privacy or freedom. I’m almost 19 and I still have a curfew!” you say as you look out of the window.
“That’s cute.” Mark laughs.
“It’s not cute, it’s embarrassing.”
There was a silence for a couple of seconds until Mark cleared his throat and started talking again. “So, maybe we should start. Which one do you like the most? Guitar or piano?”
“I think I like the piano and I feel like I'm not as bad as I'm with the guitar, so maybe we could start with guitar lessons?” you suggest.
“Don’t say you’re bad at it. I bet you’re actually great.” Mark took his guitar out of its case and started to explain you the basics of a guitar.
“You have to pull the strings gently, don’t pull to hard.”
After explaining you the basics, he showed you how to tune your guitar.
“Like this?” you do as he says.
“Exactly. As if you’re holding a baby and you’re softly stroking his cheeks.”
You giggled softly, the metaphor Mark used was too random but kinda cute.
Lesson 4 - week 2
That’s how your first lesson went. Mark would come and teach you three days a week and with a blink of an eye, it’s been a week since your first lesson. Today was your fourth lesson and you felt yourself become more comfortable around Mark. You weren’t that shy and nervous anymore, it felt like you knew Mark since forever. It was fun to talk to him about everything and anything.
“Like this?” you asked him again, just to tease him.
“Y/n! Are you a rockstar? You can’t pull the strings like that! Poor baby, I'm sorry. She didn’t mean to hurt you.” he told his guitar.
“Mark you’re so cute!” before you could realize, you called him cute and you could see him blushing and your eyes widened.
“I-I m-mean, not cute, but like yeah, uhm f-funny cute?” you tried to save yourself.
“So, you think I'm cute?” he looked at you with a smirk.
“Shut up.”
“Well, I’m a lady's men, what can I say.” he sighs with a smile.
“Yeah yeah,” you agree sarcastically, “So, do you want some pizza?” you change the topic.
“Who says no to pizza?”
Almost an hour later, your pizzas arrived. You thanked the delivery man and slowly went back to the music room.
“My parents would kill me if they saw me eating in their holy room.” you say and take a bite of your pizza. But your parents wouldn’t be home until midnight, so you used the opportunity.
“We can go to the pizza place next time; I don’t want to risk anything.” Mark says as he watched you take a bite.
“Yummy?” he asks.
You nod with a smile, “Wanna have a taste?”
Mark stares at you, for a split second he thought of something dirty, but he didn’t want to scare you away, so he just nodded and took a bite off the pizza in your hand.
Suddenly his face was much closer to yours and you could feel your breathing go faster.
“Wanna take a bite of mine, too?”
The only thing you could do was to nod.
You took a bite of his pizza and kept eating silently. The closeness to Mark sends shivers down your spine. It felt so weird, something you never felt before.
Lesson 7 – week 3
Maybe you should’ve tied your hair.
But it was too late now. You were looking down to the guitar as your view got blocked by your hair.
Mark reached out, using the opportunity to put your hair behind you ear. His hand softly brushed your cheek and when you looked up to him, meeting his eyes, you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling.
Mark pulled back as soon as he heard the knock on the door.
Your parents entered and Mark’s heart almost dropped. It was Mark’s first time meeting your mother and you looked exactly like her. She was really pretty, just like you.
“I hope we’re not interrupting.” your dad says as he greets you two.
Mark stood up and bowed nevously.
“No, not at all, sir.”
“So, you are Mark, it’s nice to finally meet you. I hope my daughter isn’t giving you any trouble.” your mother says with a smile.
“Mom...” you mumble.
“No, it’s great to work with her. She’s really good and she learns fast.” Mark said honestly.
“That’s good. You don’t have much time left, y/n.” you dad reminds you that school starts soon.
“Yes, I know dad.”
“Do you want to stay for dinner, Mark?” your mother asks.
Mark celebrated in his head.
“I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you.” he says but he hopes that she’ll ask again.
“Of course not, come on, you must be hungry.” your mother smiles softly.
You found yourself sitting in front of Mark at your dining table.
“So, Mark. Tell us about yourself.” your mother says as she takes a small bite of her steak.
“Well, there’s not much to say. Music is my passion and I love writing lyrics. Uhm, I have two roommates and that’s basically it.” Mark tells your parents.
“And you parents?” your dad asks and your mom kicks him under the table, “What?”
“It’s alright,” Mark smiles, “I’m currently not in contact with my parents. We weren’t on the same page about my future.”
You look at him with a sad look on your face, you felt sorry and you wished you could help him.
“What are your plans for the future?” he asks.
“I want to make music. I want to produce my own album and write my own lyrics and perform them on a stage.”
You could see the way Mark’s eyes sparkled as he talked about his dream.
“As a dad myself, I can tell you that your parents just want the best for you, it’ll take them a while to fully understand what your dreams are, but they love you. I can see that you’re really serious about it.”
Mark smiled at his words, he was right, Mark knew that his parents wanted the best for him, but it still hurt him when his parents didn’t even consider supporting him.
“Thank you for the food, Mr & Mrs y/l/n. Have a good night.”
You walked Mark to the door and finally felt like you could talk to him properly.
“I’m sorry about your parents.”
“It’s alright. You don’t have to be sorry. It is what it is.” he smiles at you.
You leaned against the door and play with your fingers. “I hope dinner wasn’t too awkward. My dad doesn’t know when to shut up- wait, now I know who I got that from.”
You and Mark started to laugh, “Well you have your beauty from your mother and how many times do I have to tell you that I like listening to you?”
You felt your cheeks heat up and your eyes widen.
“U-Uh-” you stutter, not able to find the right words.
“I’ll see you on Wednesday, y/n.”
Mark smirked at you as he saw what his words did to you, he didn’t lie. You are beautiful, but he caught you off guard and left you standing there with a crazily beating heart.
Lesson 12 – week 4
“Y/n?” Mark asks after a while of studying notes and trying to play the guitar.
“Yeah?”
“Do you want to out with me tomorrow night?”
Suddenly a loud guitar sounds startles Mark.
“G-Go out with you?” You look at Mark with wide eyes.
Mark simply nods, “Yeah, my roommates are throwing a party and I thought you’d like to go. With me. You’ve been studying so much and I thought we could do something- different.”
“Y-Yeah, I'd love to go with you. When does it start?”
“I’ll pick you up at 10.”
“Fuck, hold on.” you say as you remind yourself about your parents and your curfew.
“My parents, they won’t allow me to go to a party that late- hold on!” you rush to your phone and call your best friend.
Mark chuckled, it looked cute how excited you got.
“Okay, I love you, lifesaver. Have fun with him!”
You plopped down next to Mark on the couch. “I’ll tell my parents I'll sleep over at my best friends place.”
“You little bad girl, but I don’t want you to lie to your parents.”
“It’s alright, it’s not the first time I used that lie, you know, I’m not that good girl everyone thinks I am.”
“Oh, no. I think you are a good girl.”
Next day
“Your mother and I are going out for dinner. Have fun, call us if you want us to pick you up.” you dad says.
“Dad, I'm not 12 anymore.”
“Yeah, yeah. I know. Love you.”
“Love you, y/n. But still, if anything happens just give us a call.” your mom also tells you.
“Love you guys too!”
It took you almost two hours to get ready. You weren’t sure what to wear. A dress? A skirt? A simple jean?
After changing your outfit five times, you were ready. A simple red summer dress, which hugged your curves, with thin straps and with white daisies on it which reached the middle of your thighs. You straightened your hair and put some make up on, but not too much, and just simple white sneakers.
The knock on your door reminded you that you had to go. With a little bit of lip-gloss, you were done.
“I’m coming!”
You opened the door and you left Mark speechless.
“Mark? Hello?”
“What? Oh yeah right, you look stunning.”
You felt your cheeks heat up, “Thank you Mark. You look really handsome.”
“Thanks.” he said with a smirk, looking you up and down and forgetting why he was there in the first place.
“Mark? Shouldn’t we go?”
“Yeah, yeah, sorry. You’re right.”
You found yourself at your first house party. Mark held your hand tightly as he entered his apartment. There were so many people already and most of them already drunk.
“Do you want something to drink, y/n?” he asks, raising his voice a little since the music was so loud.
“Sure.”
Mark handed you something that looked like beer, you took a sip and realized that it wasn’t beer. “Mark is that apple juice?”
“Yeah, does it taste bad?” he asked as he took a big sip of his alcoholic drink.
“I want alcohol, too.” you tell him as you hand him your cup back.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Mark. Actually, it’s not my first-time drinking.”
“Wow, maybe you are a bad girl.”
“It’s nothing crazy though. My best friend and I were home alone and we drank some beer, that’s basically it. It tasted like shit.”
“Then I'll give you something else.” Mark gives you a cup with some vodka and coke.
You take a sip, “This definitely tastes better than beer.”
You walked around with Mark by your side and you felt butterflies in your belly as he took your hand and pulled you close to him.
“Who is that pretty lady next to you Markie?” Jeno and Renjun knew exactly who you are, but they promised Mark to play along.
You smiled shyly and introduced yourself.
“Y/n, these two idiots are my roommates, Jeno and Renjun-”
“Y/n do you want to play beer pong with us?” Renjun interrupted Mark.
You look at Mark and then back at Renjun, “I’ve never played it before, but sure.”
You found yourself in the same team as Mark and Jeno and Renjun as your opponent.
“Ladies first.” Jeno said and you threw the ball and luckily, it went inside the cup.
“Seems like you’re not as bad as you thought.” Mark says after giving you a high five.
A couple rounds and two cups later, you felt a little tipsy and you became more open and your shyness was gone.
“Did you see that Markie!” you yell excited and wrap your arms around him after throwing the last ball and winning beer pong.
Mark’s eyes widened and Jeno’s and Renjun’s too. They looked at each other and Mark slowly put his hand on your lower back.
“Yeah, I saw that. Good job. Let’s go outside for some fresh air.”
You nodded and took his hand with a big smile on your face. You excused yourself from Jeno and Renjun and made your way to the little balcony, which was weirdly not occupied.
“Your friends are funny.” you say and take a deep breath.
You leaned against the railing and Mark was right next to you.
“I can’t remember the last time I felt this free. Thank you for inviting me, Mark.” you looked at the stars in the sky and the moon was shining brightly on your face.
Mark couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He was mesmerized by your beauty.
“I’m glad you’re having fun.” he whispered softly and you turn your face to him and you meet his eyes.
Suddenly you heard one of your all-time favorite songs coming from the party and you pulled Mark inside. “I love that song! We have to dance!” and you found yourself dancing with Mark’s body pressed against yours.
Mark’s hand travelled to your waist as he pulled you even close, he didn’t want anyone else to be close to you, it was just you and him and you were absolutely happy.
A couple hours later, you were dead tired from dancing and standing, there were still so many people partying, but for your first time, that was enough for the night.
“I guess, it’s time to go.” you said as you took one last sip of your coke. You stopped drinking after beer pong and you weren’t even tipsy anymore.
“What? What do you mean time to go? I thought you told your parents you wouldn’t be home?” Mark asked.
“I’m not going home, I'm going over to my best friend's house-”
“No, no. It’s almost four in the morning, just stay here the night. If you’re okay with that.”
You look at Mark and simply nod. You feel safe with Mark.
“Okay. Let’s go.” he takes your hand again and softly pulls you to his room, closing the door afterwards.
He looks through his closet and finds a shirt and shorts for you, but when he turns arouns and sees you standing there so beautifully, he couldn’t stop himself.
Mark dropped the clothes in his hand and walked up to you. His room was dark, just his bedside table light was on.
You looked up to him, you were a little confused, but as soon as you felt his hand on your cheek, you just wanted to kiss him.
“You’re so beautiful.” he whisperes softly and with his thumb, he grazes your lower lip. Mark’s eyes were on your lips but now he’s looking right through your soul.
You closed your eyes, hoping he’d kiss you. You felt his breath against you lips and finally, he pressed his lips against yours.
Mark kissed you slowly, and you didn’t know how to response, this was your first kiss after all. With his two hands, he cupped each of your cheeks and deepened the kiss.
You kissed him back, hoping you were doing the right things, and when you felt his tongue against you lips, you opened your mouth and let him enter. Mark’s tongue played with yours and you couldn’t hold a moan back.
His left hand was on your waist, pulling you closer and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You didn’t want him to pull away and your legs felt like jelly, you didn’t want to fall down.
The kiss was messy, but so sexy.
Mark sucked on your lower lip and pushed his tongue back inside your mouth. You wanted more, you wanted him to touch you.
Mark pulled away and looked at your lips. He didn’t want to stop kissing you. He wanted to kiss you forever.
Mark saw the lust in your eyes, he knew you wanted more, so he pushed you softly on his bed and hovered above you. His lips found yours again, and the way he kissed you drove you insane.
Mark’s hand travelled to your thigh and he pushed your dress up. You wrapped your legs around him and pulled him closer. With his free hand, he pulled the straps of your dress down, giving him access to you neck. You turned your face to the side to give him a better access to you neck and when you felt him suck on your skin, your lips escaped a whimper.
“M-Mark-” you moaned as he kissed his way down to your breasts. You’ve never been touched like that before, or kissed.
He pushed your dress down to expose your breasts, and he felt his dick twitch in his pants as he saw your boobs.
Mark didn’t waste any second as he started licking your left nipple, and pinching the other one with his fingers.
“F-Fuck- oh my god-” it felt so good to have his mouth on your boobs, the feeling was so new to you, but it felt so good. So, fucking good.
“M-More... Mark, please-” you needed more, you needed him to touch you down there.
Mark dropped to his knees on the floor and pulled you to the edge of his bed. He left wet kisses on your thighs as he pushed your dress up to expose you down there fully.
Even the underwear you wore was sexy.
“Is this okay?” he asked you as he softly stroked your thighs.
“Y-yes, please touch me.”
Mark didn’t waste any second as he pulled your panties down. You realized that Mark had a perfect view of your pussy and you shyly closed your legs.
“Everything about you is so beautiful.” he said as he pushed your legs apart.
When you felt his breath against your pussy, you almost came.
Mark started lapping on your wet pussy and he sucked on your clit slowly. He flicked his tongue around your clit and he pushed his tongue in and out your dripping hole, you’ve never felt this good in your life.
You felt his thumb on your clit as he messaged your nub. He kept licking your pussy up and down, eating you out like it was his last mission on earth.
“F-Feels so good-” you moan, and he wants to make you feel ever better.
You feel his index finger on your entrance, you were wet enough for his finger to slip inside of you. It felt weird, but an amazing weird. Not even a two seconds later, he added a second finger and started puming his fingers in and out of you.
With his fingers inside of you and his tongue on your clit, you lost your mind and explode on his tongue. “Oh- oh my god, f-fuck!” you moan out loudly, not caring if anyone heard you. You just had your first orgasm and it was the best feeling ever.
Mark licked you clean and his chin was glistening with your cum as he looked up to you. He crawled up and pressed his lips on yours to give you a taste of yourself.
“Are you okay?” he whispered as he pulled away.
“More than okay.” you whisper back.
Mark cleans you up afterwards and hands you a shirt. You pulled your panties shyly up and changed to his shirt, Mark’s eyes didn’t fail to notice that you were almost completely naked as you changed.
His dick was about to explode. Mark almost came in his pants, but he wanted to make you feel good, he could take care of himself-
“Mark?”
“Oh, yeah sorry, are you alright?”
You nod, “I am, but... u-uh are you?” you point at the tent in his pants.
“O-Oh yeah I'm alright. Don't worry about it.”
“I-I want to make you feel good too.” you say and look anywhere but at him.
“You don’t have to baby-”
Your heart almost exploded when he called you baby, but you put that thought to the side.
“I really want to. I-I just never did that before. Y-you have to tell me how I can make you... feel good.”
Mark looked at you and saw that you really wanted to do it. So, he took his shirt off and unbottened his jeans. He sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the space next to him.
You sat down next to him and he took your hand softly and placed your hand slowly on his hard cock. He was still in his boxers and you wanted to see his cock. He was really hard and Mark wanted you to get used to it before he shows you his bare cock.
“I-I want to see.” you tell him shyly and he takes his cock out of his briefs.
Your eyes widened. Mark’s really fucking big and you thought he’d split you in half if he fucked you.
He smiled at you reaction.
“Wrap your hand around it.”
You did as he said and he put his hand on top of yours, slowly guiding you. As soon as you got it, he let go and you pumped his cock up and down. Mark’s eyes were on your face as you looked at his cock. You looked so fucking hot with his cock in his hand and with your post orgasm look, you just glowed.
“A l-little bit faster p-please.” he moans and you do as he says.
You wanted to take his cock in your mouth, you wanted to taste him, too.
You fell down to your knees, right in front of his cock and before Mark could realize, you licked his tip and tasted his precum.
“O-oh my god, w-what fuck fuck fuck.”
Mark’s eyes widened and his cock twitched in your hand.
You put the tip in your mouth and sucked on his tip, your hand was still pumping him up and down and Mark couldn’t hold back. He came inside your mouth without a warning and that surprised you and you pulled back and cum landed on your face.
“Fuck you look so hot- fuck, fuck.” he exploded and you were surprised by the taste of his cum.
Mark was out of breath as he fell back on his bed. His cock was back in his briefs and you were just staring at him with cum on your face.
“I-I’ll clean you up.”
Mark cleaned you up and kissed you on the lips.
“Thank you. Let’s sleep now, baby.”
And that night, you fell asleep with Mark’s arms wrapped around you, your head on his chest and legs entangled.
You woke up in the same postion, Mark was already wide awake.
“Hey.” he said as he saw you wake up, he was admiring your pretty face.
“Hi.” you say and hide your face in his neck.
“How are you feeling?” he asks and softly starts playing with your hair.
“Great. You?”
“Great.”
You look back up at him and he leans in and pecks your lips.
“Do you want to on a date with me tonight?”
“A date?”
He nods as he cups your cheek and caresses it with his thumb.
“Yeah, I want to go on a date with you.”
Just when he was about to press his lips on yours again, your phone rang.
You grabbed your phone and your eyes widened. “Oh, holy shit it’s almost 2 pm!” you jump out of his bed and you answered the call as you looked for your clothes.
“Hey mom... yeah I'm still with her. I know I'll be home soon. Don’t worry, okay. Bye.”
Mark watched you from his bed and when you took his shirt off without thinking twice, your eyes met and you realized that you were just in your panties.
You held his shirt against your boobs shyly and he just giggled at your cuteness.
“I’ll close my eyes if you want me to.”
“N-No, it’s okay... But can you help me? Please?”
Mark jumps out of his bed and helps you with your dress, his fingers brush your skin and you almost jump on him to kiss him and do the things you did last night, but you were late, too late.
“I’ll take you home, I don’t want you to go alone.”
You two got ready in the bathroom and his roommates were still sleeping, the apartment looked like a mess, but Mark told you not to worry about it.
He took the keys of Jeno’s car and drove you home, his hand was holding yours and you didn’t want to go.
Mark parked a little bit further from your house. He wanted to kiss you before you’d leave him again. So, he pressed his lips against yours and pushed his tongue inside of your mouth.
Your little make out session stopped after a couple minutes, Mark wanted to kiss you more and you wanted that too, but you promised him to go on a date tonight, you just had to wait a couple hours until you’d see each other again.
As you got ready for your date tonight, you couldn‘t stop yourself from smiling like a fool. You were so excited to go on a date with Mark and you when you remembered last night, your cheeks started burning. You had your first intimate experience last night and it was amazing. The way Mark made you feel, the way he kissed and touched you.
Your phone interrupted your thoughts. Mark sent you a text, telling you that he was waiting outside.
You told your parents that you were going out for dinner with your best friend, you didn’t want to lie to them, but it was still too early to tell them that you were going on a date with your music teacher.
Mark leaned against the brick wall outside your house and when he finally saw you, he smiled brightly and opened his arms for you. You didn’t waste a second and jumped in his arms, hugging him tightly.
“Hey pretty girl.”
You pressed a kiss on his cheek, “Hi.” you said back.
“I planned a great night for us, pretty girl. And I’ll make sure you won’t forget it.”
And you never did. Whenever you felt sad, you remembered that night. You remembered how Mark held your hand tightly, or wrapped his arm around your waist and how he took you to the pier.
You had an amazing dinner with a great view, he made you laugh all the time and the butterflies in your belly were flying around crazily.
“I want to kiss you.” Mark said as took a step towards you on the railing of the bridge.
You two were staring at the stars and the sea and it was so romantic. Just like you always imagined how your first date would be.
“Then kiss me.”
So, he pressed his lips against yours.
This kiss was different than the others. Even though your tongues played with each other, it wasn’t a messy but a passionate kiss. He trapped you between his arms and the railing, pressing his chest against yours.
Mark could almost hear your heartbeat as he was so close to yours. Your hearts connected that night and you were happier than ever.
A new day, a new music lesson.
Mark entered your home and winked at you from across the room, your parents didn’t see that, of course.
“Hello, sir. Ma'am.” he greeted your parents.
“Hello, Mark. How are the lessons going?” your dad asks.
“Really good, she learns fast and she has really improved in the last couple weeks.”
“That’s great. So, kids, we’re heading out to dinner with a couple friends of ours.” your mom informs you.
You were going to be all alone with Mark.
“Mrs Kim is still here, so if you’re hungry just ask her to cook something for you two.”
Well, not completely alone, but Mrs Kim is an older lady and she probably leaves before your parents come back.
After wishing your parents a great night, Mark followed you to the music room and when you felt his hand softly pinch your butt, you almost yelped loudly.
Your eyes widened and you pulled him to the music room and not a second later, his lips were on yours. Mark pressed you against the door as he kissed you and next thing you felt his lips on your neck, sucking your skin softly.
Your lips escaped a moan, you put your hand on your mouth immediately. You were still not completely alone, you couldn’t risk being loud.
“M-Mark...” you whisper-moaned as his hand travelled inside your shirt, up to your breasts.
“Shh baby, we don’t want anyone to hear you, do we?” he whispered in your ear.
Since you were wearing a skirt, Mark had perfect access to your pussy.
Mark pushed your panties to the side and started playing with your clit, circling it and kissing you to stop you from moaning loudly.
But of course, you couldn’t stop yourself. A moan slipped past your lips and you clenched around Mark’s fingers as he pushed his index and middle finger inside of you.
“Feels good baby?” he whispered and you nod, you could feel the tears in the corner of your eyes. “It f-feels so good.” you whisper against his lips.
“You’re so wet baby, so fucking wet, my fingers slipped inside of you so easily. You’re dripping wet for me, right? Just for me.”
“Y-Yeah. Just for you- oh my god-” Mark pressed his lips on yours to suppress your moans, you came on his fingers and your legs almost gave in.
Mark pulled back and kept his eyes locked with yours. Your chest was going up and down, you were out of breath and when you watched him put his fingers inside his mouth and taste you, you almost came a second time.
“Did I make you feel good?” he asks you.
“Yes. It felt so good-”
A knock on the door interrupted you.
You pushed Mark away and pulled your skirt down.
“Y-Yes?” you asked. “Ms Y/n, I have a small emergency at home, is it okay if I leave earlier? There's still some food in the fridge. You can heat it up and eat it.”
“Sure Mrs Kim. I hope everything is alright.”
“Yes, don’t worry. Have a good night.”
“Good night.”
Now you were completely alone with Mark.
“Sit on the piano.” he says.
“W-What?”
“Sit. On the piano. And take your skirt and your panties off.”
You did as he said and sat on top the piano. Mark looked at you like he was starving and when he was between your legs, he pushed them a little wider and without a warning, he licked your wetness up and down.
The sudden feeling had you squirming around and loud noises echoed through the music room. You hit a couple notes as you felt his tongue dip in and out of your hole.
“Mark!” you moaned out as he sucked on your clit.
Your foot landed on the piano and you didn’t even care how loud you were, you were home alone and you were getting your pussy eaten by the most handsome man you’ve ever seen.
“Taste so fucking good.” his voice gave you goosebumps, and pushed you to your orgasm.
“Mark- I- I can’t...”
And then you exploded on his tongue, your feet hitting the notes and making so much noise, but your moans were louder.
Mark was so fucking hard, eating you out on a piano was the hottest thing he has ever done or seen. He almost came in his pants, but you almost fell on his lap, your wet pussy brushing his clothes cock.
“I want to fuck you so bad.” he says as he takes his cock out of his pants with your help.
“Do it.” you tell him as you wrap your hand around his cock, just like you did last time.
“N-not today- fuck.”
You started pumping his cock up and down and stared kissing. Mark was sucking on your tongue as he felt his release coming. Mark moaned and whined as he came all over your hand.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking hot.”
You found yourself in the kitchen with Mark’s arms wrapped around your waist. You put the dinner Mrs Kim left in the fridge into the microwave and you almost burned it. Mark couldn’t get enough of you; his lips were constantly on you.
“I could kiss you all day.” he mumbled into your neck and sucks on your skin softly.
“Do you want to eat me or actual food?” you ask him, but you actually knew what he was going to answer.
“Of course, you.” his lips found yours again.
“M-Mark... the... food...” you try to say.
And then his stomach growled, making you laugh.
“I guess I am hungry.”
You ate dinner together while watching some TV and after cleaning up, Mark pulled you on his lap. “Let’s stay like this and watch a movie.” he said.
There was no way you’d say no, so you opened netflix and started watching a movie with him.
You were laying with Mark on the couch, his arms wrapped around you and sometimes he kissed you neck and sometimes he turned your head to kiss your lips.
It felt so good to lay between his arms, to feel his lips and his hands all over your body. There was this feeling deep inside of you and you were sure, that you were falling for Mark.
Days later, you told your parents that you were going to sleepover at your best friend's house, even though you went over to Mark’s.
Nothing happened that night, you just talked all night long and kissed. You ordered a pizza and hung out like couples would do, and you could feel the butterflies in your belly every time he kissed you.
Your head was on his chest as he softly played with your hair. You could hear his heartbeat and you were almost sure he could hear yours.
“This feels nice.” you said and closed your eyes.
“Yeah, it does.”
Mark had two girlfriends in high school, his second girlfriend was the one he lost his virginity to and he was never really in love with them. He never felt the butterflies in his belly, he never said I love you, it was like dating but without the love part.
He never knew how it felt to be in love or even fall in love, so the things he felt when he was with you, were unfamiliar to him and he couldn’t really describe it.
Yes, you turned him on, you were incredibly hot and sexy, but you were also cute, pretty and adorable. He liked being with you, he liked teaching you how to play the guitar or the piano. Mark liked how your finger brushed his when you sat at the piano together. Mark liked how you smiled when he looked at you longer than he should.
Mark liked hanging out with you and he always looked forward to your lessons.
“Y/n?” he broke the silence.
“Yeah?”
“Have you ever had a boyfriend?”
Your eyes widened.
“N-No...” you felt your cheeks heat up.
“So, am I the first guy who gets to hold you like this? And touch you like this?” he asked as his other hand went under your shirt.
“Yes.” you said shyly.
“That’s good.” he presses a short kiss on your hair.
“A-and you?” you really wanted to know.
“Yes. But they never meant anything to me. Not like you do.”
You sat up on the bed and turned to him, “I mean something to you?”
Mark sat up to and cupped your cheek with one hand. “Of course, you mean something to me. You mean to me more than you think.” he stroked your cheek with his thumb.
“Is that... is that okay?” he whispered against your lips.
You didn’t know what to say, so you just nodded and pressed your lips on his.
Mark slowly pushed you on his bed and hovered above you, his lips never left yours. That night, he kissed you over and over again.
“You have two weeks left.” Renjun reminded him.
“I know. I’m almost there. I had to make her fall for me first, I'll leave hints and she’ll ask me herself. Just trust me.”
Mark ignored the voice in his head who told him that he was being the biggest asshole and that it was a mistake to play with you like that.
“That’s so fucked up, but I hope your stupid plan works.” Jeno said after taking a bite of his pizza.
Mark took you on a special date, you were currently in the back of Jeno’s car, kissing and watching the sunset.
“You’re so beautiful, y/n.” he whispered against your ear.
He left wet kisses on your skin and held you tightly.
“I wish I could spend every hour of the day with you.”
It was time for Mark’s plan.
“I wish that too. I have only one week left until school starts. It sucks. I don’t wanna go there.” you mumble as you hide your face in his neck.
“It really sucks. It would be so much easier if we went to the same school. But I'll just pick you up and we’ll hang out after school and on the weekends.” Mark said casually. He was so good acting, he shocked himself.
“Yeah, that’d be so much easier if we-” suddenly, you stopped talking.
“Y/n? Are you alright?” he asks but you sit up and look at him with a big smile on your face.
“Mark! I just found the perfect solution! I know you love music, more than I do, that’s for sure. It’s your passion and after everything you told me about your passion, it just makes sense!”
“What are you talking about?” he was getting closer to his dreams.
“My dad! Mark! My dad! I’ll talk to him and I know that he likes you. He’ll help you to attend NEO CULTURE UNIVERSITY OF ART!” you smiled brightly and the way you got so excited, almost broke Mark’s heart, almost.
“No, no way y/n. That’s too much, I can’t ask you to do that.”
“Mark, come on, trust me. It’s not a big deal. You deserve it so much, I can’t believe I didn’t think about it sooner. The school is perfect for you.”
“Y/n... are you really sure about this? It is a big deal.”
“I am 100% sure Mark. I know that you deserve it so much and I know that you’re going to make it big. My dad is going to support you, I promise.”
Mark cupped your cheeks and looked you deep in the eyes.
“Y/n, I’ve never met anyone like you. You have no idea how much I want to be with you.”
“Then be with me. I’m all yours, Mark.”
And then he connected your lips.
“That’s actually a great idea, y/n. Mark, we would love to have someone as talented and passionate about music as you in our school. I’ll take care of everything; I just have one condition.”
“Of course, sir. Anything.” Mark was the happiest man alive.
“I hope you’ll continue with your lessons with y/n.”
“Gladly, sir. I am really thankful for the opportunity you’re giving me. You have no idea how much this means to me.”
Mark left you dad’s office and you were waiting for him already. He smiled at you and you got your answer. You silently jumped in his arms and kissed him as fast as you could, before anyone could see.
You pulled Mark to the music room and as soon as the door was shut, you pressed your lips on his again and kissed him with more passion.
“I can’t believe I'm going to school with my girl.” he said against your lips after pulling away.
“Your girl?” you smiled shyly.
“I-I... I thought you’re my girl, I'm sorry, I should ask you first-”
You interrupted him with your lips.
“I would love to be your girl.”
And now you had your first boyfriend ever and you couldn’t believe your luck.
School started and Mark was the happiest man alive.
He had a beautiful girl by his side and he was attending his dream school, everything was too good to be true.
His friends told him to break up with you, but somehow Mark couldn’t. Not only because he would risk getting his ass beaten by your dad, but because he liked being with you. He liked spending his time with you, he liked kissing you and holding you in his arms. Mark liked waking up with you by his side, he liked how cute you were, no matter what you did, he liked how shy you got whenever he touched you.
After spending more and more time with you, he found himself falling for you.
“Hey babe. Where are you? I missed you.” Mark said like a lovesick puppy.
You told Mark that you were at a ramen restaurant close to school with your best friend and you invited him to come and eat with you and also finally meet your best friend.
“There he is.” you said happily and jumped from your seat to hug your boyfriend.
“Hey baby.” he pressed a soft kiss on your neck and then turned to your best friend, “Hey. It’s nice to finally meet you.”
“Likewise.” she said and shook his hand.
“My two favorite people. I’m starving, let’s eat!”
Your best friend was eating her ramen but she couldn’t stop thinking that she met Mark somewhere before.
“Mark? Do we know each other?” she asked after thinking about it for almost an hour.
“No, I don’t think so.” he said.
“You look so familiar, I’m sure I've seen you before.”
Mark understood where this was coming from. He remembered that your best friend was with you when Mark first met you when he still worked at the café, and Mark didn’t need you to know that.
“I don’t know, but I can’t remember seeing you. Anyways, do you want some ice cream?” he changed the topic but your best friend kept thinking about it.
Mark took you back to his place and you found yourself in his bed with him on top of you.
“Had fun in school?” he asked you as his lips pressed wet kisses on your neck.
“Mhmm, I missed you though. I hate that we just have two classes together.”
“I missed you too,” he sucked on your skin, “But now you’re here. Under me.”
Your lips escaped a moan and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter. “M-Mark. Please.”
“Please what baby? What does my baby want? Hm?” his hand travelled under your shirt and pulled your bra cups down.
“Please touch me more- make me cum, please.” you whined.
You felt his fingers on your nipples, softly pinching them. He sucked on your nipple over your shirt first, but he couldn’t wait anymore and helped you take your shirt and bra off.
“Okay baby. I’ll make you feel good.”
Mark sucked on your tits as his hand found its way inside your panties. You were dripping wet and his fingers slipped inside of you easily. He fingered you with two fingers and kissed you all over your breasts and neck.
“Mark- more please. Please I need you.”
“You want my mouth, babygirl?”
You moaned when he called you babygirl, how can he be so hot?
“N-no... more. I need you.”
Mark’s cock twitched in his pants.
You wanted him to fuck you and he saw the stars. This must be his lucky day.
“You sure baby? We don’t have to.”
“Yes, I'm sure. I want you.”
Mark took his shirt, his pants and his boxers off, your eyes widened as you saw his cock. He pulled you panties down and you were definitely wet enough.
Mark stopped in his tracks as he realized he didn’t have a condom.
“Fuck, give me a second.”
He threw his boxers back on and almost ran to Jeno to look for a condom and he was lucky.
Mark closed the door again and smiled brightly at you, he almost came the second he saw you laying naked on his bed and looking absolutely dashing. He took his boxers off, pulled the condom down on his cock and was back on top of you.
“Hey.”
You smiled. “Hi.”
“I’m sorry, it’s going to hurt.”
“It’s okay.”
You felt him at your entrance, slowly pushing in. The stretch hurt but after a couple minutes, the pain was gone and turned into pleasure.
“F-Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” he moaned.
You grabbed his biceps, it felt so good, you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning out loud.
“A-Ah- Fuck-”
Mark’s lips were everywhere and he grabbed your hips to fuck you deeper. You clenched around him and every time you did, he moaned.
“I-I love you-”
The three words left your lips and pushed Mark closer to his orgasm.
“I love you.” he said back and kissed you on the lips.
Mark’s thumb was on your clit and started circling it and your orgasm hit you, not even a minute later, Mark came too.
Mark felt like the luckiest man on earth again.
You took a quick shower with Mark and then you cuddled in his bed. Nobody said anything about the three words you said to each other, but you needed to talk about it. You needed him to know that you mean it.
“Mark?”
“Yes baby?” he said as he caressed your hair.
“I, uhm... I really meant what I said.”
Mark didn’t know what you were talking about at first. “What do you- ohh.”
Your back was pressed against his and he softly turned you to him. He cupped your cheek and looked you in the eyes. “I mean it, too. I love you, y/n. I’ve never felt like this before. You make my heart race; you make me feel like the luckiest guy on earth.”
“I love you too.” you mumbled shyly and pressed your lips on his, it was rare that you kissed him first, but he loved it every time you did it.
Today was your birthday, almost two months after you lost your virginity to Mark. After that one night, you did it so many times a week, you got addicted to each other, but also after saying I love you, your relationship changed and became more real and serious. You wanted to tell your parents but Mark wasn’t ready and you respected that.
Mark organized a little party for your birthday, invited a couple of your friends, your new friends you met in school and his roommates, of course.
The party was fun but all you wanted was to be alone with Mark, every time you got the chance to be alone, someone interrupted you, even in his own room.
Mark promised you a great night when everyone was gone and now you were just enjoying spending time with your friends.
Your best friend was talking to Jeno and after getting to know him, she finally remembered where she met Mark before.
“Yeah, we work there. Well, I work there, Mark stopped working there a couple months ago after he heard about the music teacher job.” he said drunk.
“That’s where I saw him before! We always went there, that must be where I saw him before.” she realized.
You were a little bit tipsy; you didn’t want to drink too much, Mark didn’t want to drink too much, too. But his friends were really drunk and your best friend, too.
“Y/n! Mark! Remember when I told you about Mark looking absolutely familiar? That’s because I saw him before! He worked at the café we always go to! Jeno works there, too. That’s why he also seemed familiar. I knew that I saw you before.” she giggled.
“You worked there?” you asked him.
“Yeah, just a couple months, it’s been really long since I worked there.” Mark was nervous but he did a good job hiding that.
“Excuse me for a second.” Mark excused himself to find Jeno and tell him to shut the fuck up.
Mark pulled Jeno to the balcony, which was thankfully empty.
“Dude I'm so fucking drunk, why would you bring me here?” he said as he took a step back with a giggle.
“Sit down then, idiot.”
“Okie dokie.” he sat down on the chair.
“You told y/n’s best friend that I worked at the café, Jeno, dude, I know you’re drunk, but you have to watch your big mouth. Y/n also knows that I worked there and she can’t find out that I saw her there back then.”
“I... I didn’t tell her anything about your plan, bro! Don't worry.” he pulled Mark in for a hug.
“Don’t call it a plan... that’s sound like I'm the biggest jerk on this planet.”
“But you kinda are bro. If y/n finds out you used her to get to her dad and to attend that stupid school, she’ll also think you’re the biggest,” he hiccupped, “Biggest jerk on this planet.”
“But she won’t, okay? Promise me to shut up.”
“P-Promise.”
Mark turned around and wanted to go back to the party, but once Mark’s eyes met yours, he wanted to jump off the balcony.
Your hand was outstretched with Mark’s phone in your hand, which was ringing.
“No, no, please just listen to me.” Mark said the second he saw a tear drop on your cheek.
You dropped his phone and turned on your heel.
“Y/n! No please just let me explain! Fuck!”
You left his apartment and, on his way, after you, Mark told Renjun to keep an eye on Jeno.
“Y/N! Please don’t run away from me!”
Tears were running down your cheeks and all you wanted is to be alone.
“Don’t follow me! Leave me alone!” you yelled and looked for a fucking taxi.
Mark reached you and softly grabbed your wrist. “Please.”
“Fuck you!” you tried to pull away but his grip tightened.
“Just let me explain, I'm begging you.”
“Explain what? That you used me for my dad? That you used me just to attend that fucking school?! That you fucking used my.... that you used my body?” your voice broke and so did Mark’s heart.
You couldn’t stop crying even though you didn’t want to cry in front of him. You felt so disgusting, so used and worthless.
Mark started crying too before he could even realize it.
“N-No, please don’t say that. I love you. I’m sorry y/n, I swear I love you.”
“Do you know how worthless I feel? Do you know how disgusting I feel?” you wiped your tears away.
“I never meant to hurt you.” he cried out.
“But you did. I gave you every piece of me, of my soul and my body and you used it. You used me Mark and I’ll never forget that. Stay away from me, don’t talk to me and don’t fucking touch me!” you ripped your arm away from his grip and took a step back.
“All I did was to love you, and now I hear about this... this disgusting thing you did to me on my stupid birthday.” you say with a scoff.
Your eyes were bloodshot red and all you wanted to do is to sleep.
“Y/n, I know w-what I did was bad, r-really bad but please believe me when I say that I love you.”
“I don’t believe anything you say to me. I don’t even believe that you ever meant it when you said it.” you whispered, scared that your voice was going to break again.
Finally, a taxi came and you got in without looking back.
“No no no, don’t go please don’t leave me.” Mark cried after you.
You rolled the window down a little. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell my dad.”
Mark’s eyes widened, your words stabbing his heart.
“Y/n please I love you-”
But before you could hear it, you were gone.
You left Mark with a broken and regretful heart, he couldn’t stop himself from crying and even though you were hurting the most, Mark was also hurting.
It’s been two days since that night and all you did was hide in your bedroom and cry. Your parents didn’t notice how heartbroken you were, you told them you were sick and couldn’t go to school, and that worked until today. You had a music lesson with Mark today and even though you told your parents you were sick, Mark was at your home waiting for you.
The past two days he tried everything to talk to you, but you blocked him everywhere. Once Mark noticed your absence in school, he got really worried and tried to talk to your best friend, who didn’t know what was going on between you two.
“She’s sick, didn’t she tell you?” she said.
“Oh yeah right, I must’ve forgotton that she told me.”
Your seat in your music theory class was empty and Mark let out a sigh. He missed you, so much. Mark would do anything to get you back and he was glad he had a music lesson with you today after school.
So, here he was, waiting for you in the music room.
“Y/n,” your mothers knocks on your door, “Mark’s here. He’s waiting for you.”
You didn’t want to see him and you didn’t want to talk to him.
“I’m still sick, mom!” you yell back.
“Okay, honey. I’ll tell him. Are you alright? I have a meeting in an hour and have to go and your dad’s also not home. Call me if you need me or just ask Mrs Kim if you need anything.”
Your mother left and told Mark that you weren’t feeling well. Mark really hoped to see you and talk to you, but you were still avoiding him.
“Y/n’s still sick, I’m sorry that you had to come all the way here. I thought she was feeling better.”
“It’s alright, I hope she gets well soon.” Mark says with a broken smile.
Your mothers checked her watched and noticed that she was running late, “I really have to go now, Mark. I’ll tell her to call you when she’s feeling better.”
“Could I use the bathroom before I go?” he asked your mother, hoping she’d say yes.
“Of course, it’s the second door to the left.”
Your mother left and Mark waited in the bathroom until he was sure that she was really gone. He checked the hallway and when he was sure it was clear, he made his way to your room, knocking softly.
“I’m sick, Mrs kim.”
Mark knocked again.
“Mrs Kim I'll come downstairs if I get hungry, I'll sleep now.” you said.
Mark knocked one more time.
“Mrs Kim I-”
You opened the door and your eyes widened when you saw Mark standing there. Before you could close the door, Mark put his foot in between and stopped you.
“I just want to talk, please.” he whispered.
“Get out of my house.”
“Y/n, just let me explain first. Please let me explain.” he begged you.
“I don’t want to hear more lies.”
“I’ll tell you the truth. I won’t lie, I promise. Please, let me in. I missed you so much, I need to see you.” Mark’s voice broke.
Your heart was fighting against your head and in the end, you listened to your heart.
“You have two minutes.” you said and let him enter your room.
You closed the door and sat down on the edge of your bed. Mark wanted to sit down next to you but you stopped him.
“Stay right there. You got 1 minute and 35 seconds left.”
Mark stopped in his tracks and let out a breath.
“First of all, I love you. I really do, y/n. The first time I saw you was at the café I was working at with Jeno and I listened to your conversation with your best friend. You needed a music teacher and then you talked about your dad and I found out who he was... who you were. I got the job and it was the best thing that happened to me. Yes, y/n. I love music and I was stupid enough to act selfishly. At one point it was true that I only wanted this job to get closer to your dad, but you have to believe me when I tell you that I fell in love with you. You mean so much more to me than that school. I love you and only you. I want to be with you, I'll do anything for that.”
You listened to him and it still hurt that the plan was actually true.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for hurting you. What I did was selfish and the biggest asshole move. Whether I love you or not, I shouldn’t have done it and it’s not an excuse that I was scared of the future. I told you about my situation with my parents and... it turned me to an asshole. I was so desperate and I thought this was the only way.”
You still knew that Mark deserved going to that school. Someone as passionate and talented as him had to make it big and get a chance to fullfill their dreams. But it broke your heart into million pieces, you couldn’t just forgive him.
You looked up and met his teary eyes.
You couldn’t stop yourself from crying and once you started, Mark dropped to his knees and cupped your cheeks.
“Don’t cry. I hate to see you cry.” Mark whispered but you couldn’t stop.
“I-I don’t know what else to- to do...” you cried out, “I-I trusted you...”
“I’ll do anything to gain your trust again. Anything.”
“Mark-”
“Y/n? Can I come in?” you heard your dad’s voice and you accidently pushed Mark away and he landed on his butt.
“Fuck, my dad’s home.” you whispered and looked for a place to hide Mark, “Hide under my bed.”
“Y/n-”
“No talking, more hiding!” you whispered and helped him hide under your bed. You crawled back inside your bed and wiped your tears away. “You can come in dad.” you said and coughed after.
Your dad entered your room with a cup of tea.
“I heard my princess is sick. I made you some tea your grandma always made for me when I was little.”
You smiled brightly at him. “Thanks dad.”
He sat down on the edge of your bed, “Your mother told me you cancelled your lesson with Mark.”
“Yeah... I-I didn’t want to make him sick.”
“So, how’s it going? And how is school? I heard you share a couple classes. Mark’s professors also told me that he’s really talened and has so much potential.”
This information should make Mark happy, but all he could think about was you.
“Yes, he is really talented. He helped me a lot, too. And school’s fun- for now.” your said and your dad laughed at that.
“I still remember when I went to that school. Time flies. So, enjoy your time and always be happy, sweetheart. I’ll make you some soup, take some rest I'll bring it upstairs later.”
“I will.”
When your dad left, Mark crawled back up and looked at you with worry written all over his face.
“You can’t leave. My dad will kill us if he sees you.”
“That’s good because I want to spend every single second I have with you, y/n.”
“Mark-”
“No, please. I’ll hide, I won’t risk anything, I just want to be with you. You have no idea how much I missed you.”
“You heard my dad, Mark. He loves you, our professors love you. You don’t have to act like you love me anymore.”
Mark looked at you with so much pain in his eyes, you almost gave in and kissed him. You looked each other in the eyes, Mark took a couple steps until his knees hit your bed. He suddenly bends foreward and his face got closer to yours.
You looked away, you couldn’t look him in the eyes.
“Look me in the eyes, y/n.”
You didn’t.
You felt his fingers under your chin, “Please look me in the eyes.”
“I can’t.”
“I’m in love with you.”
And now your eyes found his.
“I love you, I love everything about you. I just need you. I don’t care about anything or anyone else.”
Mark’s lips came close to yours and then you closed your eyes, you weren’t sure why you closed them. Maybe because you wanted him to kiss you or maybe you hoped that this was a dream and you’d wake up. But when you felt his soft lips on yours, your brain stopped working.
He kissed you slowly, you could taste his tears and he could taste yours.
When you felt his tongue trying to enter your mouth, your brain started working again and you pushed him away.
“I can’t do this.” you whispered against his lips, “How am I supposed to know that you won’t use me again? That this is still your little game and you just want me for my dad?”
“I’m not. I’ll drop everything if you want me to. I’m not using you- I can’t risk losing you. I don’t deserve anything. I know, I don’t deserve you. But I need you, more than anything else. Give me a second chance and I’ll never hurt you again.”
He sounded so genuine and honest, you really wanted to believe him, but you wouldn’t give in that easily.
“I-I need time... I need time to think a-and... I just need time.”
“Okay. Take as much time as you need. I’ll wait for you.”
That night, Mark always hid under your bed whenever your dad checked on you and when your dad wasn’t around, Mark sat on the other side of the bed and watched you.
It was so weird to be alone with him, you just wanted to pull him closer and hug him tightly, but you couldn’t.
“Mark? I have a question.” you asked after a while. You were trying to distract yourself with a book, but it didn’t really work.
“Yes? What is it?”
“That night... the night at your apartment, the first time we did... we did something, you didn’t have any feelings for me, right?”
Mark gulped, “Y/n-”
“Just tell me.”
“Yes, it’s true. I... I wasn’t in love with you, we just got to know each other, but after that night, it felt real. Being with you felt real and I wanted to spend more and more time with you, because you made my heart race. It’s true, I didn’t know what love felt like but every minute I spend with you, made me fall for you more and more.”
You simply nodded and focused back on your book.
After awhile the two of you fell asleep. Your bed was big enough to leave space between you two.
You woke up to a loud sound. Somebody was knocking on your door.
“Honey, are you awake? Can we come in?”
Your parents were knocking.
Mark slowly woke up and once he heard your parents voice, he shot up and got under your bed.
“You can come in!”
Your parents wanted to check on you and once they saw that you were doing better, they left for work.
Mark left shortly after parents, it was another school day and since you were feeling better, you also got ready to go to school.
It’s been three weeks since your birthday and you were slowly getting used to what happened. That doesn’t mean that you forgot what Mark did, but you were feeling a little bit better.
Mark on the other hand was losing his mind. You were so close but yet so far. He saw you with your friends in school and it broke his heart watching you in your shared class. You were always ignoring him, even though it hurt.
“I love her s-so much...” Mark hiccupped.
He was drinking his pain away with his roommates, who were also dealing with their own problems, their own pain in their hearts.
They were all so drunk and thinking about their loved ones, they couldn’t help each other, thinking the solution for their problems is to drink.
“I need her back- I need her, guys. I miss her, everything about her.”
Jeno and Renjun just nodded, thinking the same thing.
“I have to hear her voice- I missed her voice. But she won’t talk to me.” Mark whispered to himself.
Mark decided to call you though.
He stumbled inside his room, his eyes blurry and his hands shaking. Mark was nervous, but he was determined to call you.
You were busy watching good girls when your phone started ringing. It was past two am in the morning and your parents were asleep. You answered the call without looking at the caller-id.
“Hello?” you said quietly.
“Y-you answered, you... you didn’t block my number.” Mark said with a grin on his face.
“Mark?”
“Say it again.”
“What?” you didn’t understand.
“Say my name again,” he hiccupped, “P-please say my name again- I missed hearing my name from your sweet lips so much you h-have no idea.”
Your heart started beating faster.
“Mark, it’s late. Where are you? Are you at home?”
“Mhm... but I don’t want to be here- I want to be with you.” he admitted.
“Are you drunk? Are you alone-”
“I’m with Jeno and Renjun, don’t worry about me, beautiful.” Mark closed his eyes as he was laying in his bed.
“Do you miss me? I miss you, like, so fucking much I need to invent a new word to describe it.” he said, his voice was playful but he was serious.
You didn’t answer at first, but as soon as you heard Mark sob, you also broke down.
“Y-Yes... I missed you.”
Mark’s heart clenched.
“I-I know I hurt you so much, but,” his voice broke, “I-I promise to never h-hurt you again. I love you, I really, really love you so much. Every I love you was real, I promise.”
You put your hand on your mouth to muffle your cries.
“E-Everytime I see you, it hurts so much to stay away from you. I-I know... I deserve this and so much more, but I don’t know how long I can stay away from you.”
Your tears were rolling down your cheek and all you wanted to do was to wrap your arms around Mark and hug him as tightly as you could.
“I’m a fucking coward. I am so sorry f-for everything I did to you. I am so sorry for... I shouldn’t have... I shouldn’t have touched you. I just- I just wanted to show you how much I love you in every possible way. But I fucked up and I know you won’t forgive me but, I had to tell you again.” Mark cried out, his eyes closed, trying to stop his tears from falling but it was impossible.
“Mark-”
“I love you and I’ll make sure to punish myself for hurting someone as amazing and k-kind as you.”
“Mark I-”
“I hope one day y-you can forgive me. I love you.”
“Mark!” but before you could continue, he hung up.
You fell asleep crying and thinking about all the life choices you made. Yes, Mark hurt you, but you could hear in his voice how genuine he was and how much he was hurting. You acted like nothing happened in school, but your eyes sometimes found Mark and you saw how miserable he was.
Your phone woke you up. It was a Saturday morning and you just wanted to sleep. After the third time, you answered, getting annoyed after ignoring the call at first.
“Finally, y/n!”
That was Renjun’s voice.”
“He should be there already.” you heard Jeno’s voice.
“Why are you disturbing my sleep?” you asked.
You heard your doorbell ring, but ignored it. You didn’t feel like greeting anyone.
“You have to wake the fuck up! Mark’s going to tell your dad that he wants to quit school!” Renjun’s words shocked you. You shot up immediately.
“What are you talking about?! Why would he do that?!”
“We got drunk last night and he was saying things like not deserving anything and being the worst person on earth and shit. He told us that he was going to talk to your dad and move out, he said he’s worthless and that his parents were right and shit like that, but y/n, we both know that even though he did something horrible, sorry by the way, that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity and he deserves to show his talent.”
Your heart was about to explode, Renjun’s right. Mark hurt you but you’d never want him to quit school and ruin his dream.
“Thank you for calling me, Renjun. I got this.”
You jumped out of your bed and once you heard his voice, your heart dropped.
“Sir, Ma'am. I am absolutely thankful for the opportunities you’ve given me. It was an honor to be y/n’s music teacher, but there is something I need to tell you. You did so much for me and I can’t continue living like that.”
Your parents didn’t understand what Mark was talking about, they got a little scared, what could Mark possibly tell them?
“I should’ve told you sooner, but-”
“Mark and I are dating!”
Your parents and Marks eyes landed on you once you were at the last step of the stairs. You were still in your pajamas, you looked like you just woke up, which you did. Your eyes were puffy from crying all night and so were Mark’s.
Mark’s eyes shot wide open, he did not expect that.
“We’re dating, mom and dad. I wanted to keep it a secret because I didn’t know how to tell you guys, but Mark didn’t want to lie to you. He tried to convince me to tell you but I didn’t know how you’d react so I didn’t want to tell you...” you almost collapsed, you’ve never had a boyfriend before and you didn’t know how your parents would react.
Your parents looked at each other and then back at you and Mark.
You were standing next to Mark now, you softly grabbed his hand and hold it. Mark didn’t know what to do, were you serious? Did you forgive him? Do you still love him?
“I’m sorry, but we love each other.”
You and Mark looked at each other and you smiled softly at him.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about, honey. We already knew that there was something going on between you two. I mean, Mark should be here three times a week, not every day.” your mother giggled.
So, they noticed. You lied to them and told them that you were ‘learning a piece on the piano’ but you were just cuddling and making out.
“Dad?”
“You’re a big girl now. Even though I'd like to carry you in my pocket and stop you from growing up, but we knew that this day would come and we are happy that it’s Mark. He’s a good boy and I know he won’t hurt my little princess. Or I'll break his legs.” he whispered to Mark but everyone heard him. Your mother softly slapped your dad on the shoulder and Mark’s grip tightened around your hand. Not because he was scared of your dad, because he did hurt his little princess.
“I promise you, I won’t hurt her. Ever.”
Your parents allowed Mark to hang out with you in your room and invited him for dinner. Mark was silently sitting on your bed and you were sitting next to him, still holding his hand. Your dad told you to leave the door open, you cringed but you still did it, you weren’t going to fuck Mark when your parents were at the same house and awake.
“Why did you do this?” he asked you, head low.
“Because I love you.”
Mark’s eyes filled with tears.
“Why did you want to do that?” you meant telling your parents that he wanted to quit school.
“Because I love you.” he said back.
“I really, really love you, y/n. I promise you, if you give me a second chance, I'll make sure to show you how much I love you and you mean to me.”
“I already gave you a second chance, Mark. I love you too.”
Mark leaned in and pressed his lips on yours, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer. You missed him so much, you just wanted to lay in his arms.
Mark’s hand found your cheek and as he deepened the kiss, your mother almost entered your room.
“Oh my god!” she said with a giggle and apologized right after.
“Mom!” you yelled embarrassed; Mark’s cheeks were red as tomatoes.
“Don’t worry. I won’t tell your dad. Dinner is ready by the way.”