#Got7Mark

[markie-baby]

Butt-Naked at the MGM ✨️

"How am I supposed to tell yah?

I don't wanna see you with anyone but me,

Nobody gets me like you.

How am I supposed to let you go?

Only like myself when I'm with you,

Nobody gets me, you do..."

Nobody Gets Me - SZA

Summary- You were no stranger to surprises when it came to dating Mark Tuan, but nothing could prepare you for what you would learn on your one-year anniversary; your sweet, shy, and respectable boyfriend was a closeted freak.

Warnings - cursing, explicit sex, spanking, edging, biting, bondage Genre- Fluff/Smut (18+ MA) idol!got7, female! reader Pairing- Female Reader x Mark Tuan Length- she's super long, mama. So get some wine 'cuz it's story time.

You savored the lingering taste of the wine on your lips, casting a drunken yet longing gaze at Mark Tuan, your striking boyfriend. His allure was impossible to resist, and tonight, he seemed to have cranked it up a notch. His black hair was brushed back, and a few strands dangled free over his eyebrows, tempting you further.

So damn gorgeous. You sighed to yourself.

The gleam of his diamond studs and Cuban link danced in the soft candlelight of your private table, accentuating his devilish charm. Your eyes couldn't help but descend to the bottom button of his open shirt, revealing his chest and a tantalizing mole. Mark's visuals were utterly provocative, though he seemed oblivious as he perused the drink menu.

As you continued to admire Mark's enticing form, your thoughts wandered to the past year you'd spent together. Mark had always been the perfect gentleman. He was polite, funny, respectful, treated, and sexed like a queen. You loved how he doted on you and made you feel special. But there was always something about him that seemed reserved... like he was holding back. You couldn't quite put your finger on it, but there was an air of mystery surrounding him.

Mark finally looked up from the drink menu, his dark eyes locking with yours. A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips, and he reached across the table, his hand finding yours. "You seem lost in thought," he said, his voice low and seductive.

"Just reminiscing," you replied, your voice husky, your eyes never leaving his. "It's been an incredible year."

Mark's fingers tightened around yours, and his gaze deepened. "It has been incredible," he agreed, his tone filled with meaning. "One of the best years of my life."

Your heart fluttered in response to Mark's sincere admission.

"Before I met you, I felt content with my life. I had a sense of fulfillment in everything I had achieved so far, and my drive kept me moving forward." Mark glanced at your hands clasped in his.

"Then I met you, and time seemed to stop in a way I never imagined. You've taught me the beauty of slowing down and truly savoring every precious moment."

Mark's tender confession rendered you breathless; a soft 'I love you' slipped past your glossed lips.

"I love you too." His thumb, adorned with a ring, tenderly caressed your cheek.

His undeniable thoughtfulness and sweetness couldn't be ignored. However, the harsh reality of the situation was sinking in rapidly, akin to the Thunderbird you had knocked back earlier...

You were horny as all hell.

"We still got the rest of the night to celebrate. Why don't we get another drink and get out of here?" Mark traced the menu with his slender finger. "What do you want, baby?

"I think I've found exactly what I want," you said, your voice laced with anticipation.

Mark's eyes sparked with intrigue as he looked at you. "Yeah?" he purred, leaning in closer.

You leaned in as well, your lips almost touching, your words a whisper. "I want you, Mark," you confessed, your gaze locked with his, brimming with desire.

Mark's breath caught in his throat as your words hung in the air, creating a charged atmosphere between you two. The restaurant noises seemed to fade away, leaving only the intimate bubble of your shared desire. You triggered something in him. Mark scooted his chair closer, his lips brushed gently against your ear.

"Want me?" His warm breath tingled your skin. "And how bad you want me, y/n?"

Your heart skipped a beat at your boyfriend's teasing response.

"Badly."

A slow, knowing smile spread across Mark's face. "Well, then," he said, his voice low and filled with promise. "I think I can arrange that. You ready for your surprise?"

"Surprise? Where are you taking me?"

He downed his glass of Thunderbird, anticipation growing as Mark discreetly signaled the waiter, asking for the check. In a swift exchange, you both exited the restaurant, hand in hand, bound for a destination where your desires could unfold.

He maintained an air of mystery leading you to a waiting car. Soon, the shimmering lights of Las Vegas enveloped you. The MGM Grand stood tall in the distance, and to your surprise, Mark had secured a balcony suite, a sight that left you astonished.

"Mark, this is beyond amazing," you marveled, your eyes scanning the balcony suite's luxurious details.

Mark's smile radiated warmth, a glint of modesty in his demeanor. "I'm glad you like it. I know I was on the road for a while, so I wanted to make it up to you."

"You really outdone yourself, I don't know how I'm gonna top this." you replied playfully.

With a soft chuckle, he waved off the compliment. "You're important to me. Seeing you smile is everything."

His words resonated deeply, and you took his hand, feeling a surge of gratitude. "Thank you, Mark. I feel incredibly lucky to have you."

He met your gaze, sincerity evident in his eyes. "I'm lucky to have you, too."

As the night embraced the glittering skyline, Mark and you found yourselves cuddling on the balcony of the suite, clinking glasses filled with chilled champagne. The city below was alive with a symphony of lights and distant laughter, casting an enchanting aura around you both. The cool evening breeze danced through your hair as you leaned against the balcony railing, savoring the moment.

"I could stay up here forever..." You sighed.

"Me too," Mark's arm tightened around you. "But why don't we take this cuddle session inside?"

"I'd love to." You playfully kissed your boyfriend on the nose before turning towards the door.

Your body stops short when Mark grabs your wrist.

"Can I have a kiss first?" A smirk appeared on his lips.

"Of course," you whispered, pressing your lips against his.

The kiss was sweet and passionate, a tender dance between your lips. Mark's arms encircled you, pulling you closer as his kisses became deeper and more intense. He smelled of expensive cologne and tasted like champagne, a taste which you quickly fell in love with. His hands moved down to grab a handful of you, and you could feel the heat building between you. Mark had never been this handsy.

You couldn't help but feel excited by this sudden change in his behavior.

"Mm... Mark," you gasped. "We should... probably head inside..."

"Why?" he breathed, his voice husky.

"Because..." you said, a sultry grin curling your lips. "We're starting to get a little carried away out here, and someone might see us."

"I'm sorry", He blushed slightly. "My mind is kinda in the gutter right now."

"Oh, really? I can't tell."

He let out a soft chuckle and released you, his eyes full of lust. "C'mon, let's go inside."

You agreed, biting your lip.

As Mark guided you into the luxe suite, the thrill of the moment intensified. Finally settling onto the plush king-sized mattress, the softness of the sheets against your skin added to the intoxicating atmosphere. Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend had quietly entered the room amidst the sensation, his presence unnoticed in your heightened sensory bliss.

"You seem comfortable," he commented, his voice a soft whisper in your ear.

"Mmhm," you sighed, your eyes closed, body relaxed.

Mark's arms slowly slid around your waist, his lips pressed to the side of your neck as he placed his body weight next to yours.

"What's gotten into you other than that Thunderbird?"

"I'm not sure," Mark admitted, a slight hint of embarrassment in his tone. "I guess I'm just a bit worked up tonight."

"Is that so?"

You felt Mark's smile against your skin, his hand tracing up the curve of your spine. "Maybe," he teased. "Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"No, not at all." You turned to meet his eyes, your hand gently caressing his face. "In fact, I like it. You're usually so... reserved. I'm into this side of you."

Mark smiled sincerely. "I'm happy to hear that. You've opened my eyes to a lot of new things. I'm learning more about myself every day."

You kissed him, a gentle, yet passionate kiss. As the kiss deepened, your hands began to explore his body, feeling the contours of his chest beneath his shirt. Mark's hands found their way to a familiar area, his touch electric against your skin. The sensations of desire and intimacy filled the room, blending with the soft, sensual lighting.

Mark pulled back slightly, his seductive gaze locked on yours.

"You know, it's been an amazing year, so, I want to make tonight a little different," he said, his voice a seductive whisper. "I'm going to give you a taste of what I've learned."

"And what exactly have you learned, Mr. Tuan?"

"To be honest, I've always had these fantasies, but I was too shy to bring them up before."

You looked at him in surprise. This was definitely not what you were expecting. But instead of being shocked or put off, you felt a surge of arousal at the thought of exploring Mark's hidden desires.

"I'm all yours tonight," you said with a smile. "Don't need to be shy around me. We have been together for over a year after all."

Mark's face flushed with excitement and relief.

"I'm not as vanilla in bed as I've been letting on," he admitted. "When we have sex, as much as I love it, I fantasize about doing the nastiest things to you."

"Nasty, huh?" You purred, tracing your finger along his jawline. "Tell me, what kind of nasty things have you wanted to do to me?"

Mark's gaze darkened, a look of pure desire in his eyes. "You really want to know?"

"I do," you confirmed, your voice soft, yet laced with a hint of intrigue.

"Are you sure?" he asked anxiously.

"Absolutely," you replied with a reassuring smile.

Mark's hesitation disappeared. His dark gaze bored into yours, the intensity of his emotions reflected in his eyes.

"Well, for starters," Mark's hand teased your inner thigh. "I've always wanted to pour oil all over that pretty skin of yours."

"You want to massage me?" You grinned, amused by his choice of fantasy.

"Not just massage," His lips traveled closer to your ear. "But tease, pinch, spank..."

"Mark Tuan, are you into BDSM or something?"

Mark's lips curled into a seductive smile. "That.." he said, his hand creeping higher, his fingers lightly brushing your panties. "And among a few other kinks. Is that okay?"

A wave of desire crashed over you at the realization of what Mark was hinting at. You nodded slowly, your breath quickening as you started to feel a familiar sensation growing in your thighs.

Mark stood up off the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt in the most torturous fashion. Slowly exposing his chest and tattoos inch by inch. "Can I show them to you?"

"Sure," you breathed, distracted by the strip show your boyfriend was putting on.

His buttoned shirt slowly slid off his toned shoulders and fell to the floor. "I need a yes or a no, beautiful."

You felt your core pulse at the request. "Yes."

Mark walked over to the closet, opened the door, and disappeared from view. You could hear the sound of hangers moving and then the rustling of cloth. He returned, holding a black satin tie in his hands.

"May I?"

You nodded and closed your eyes as he gently tied the fabric around your head, making sure you couldn't see. Your senses were on high alert, acutely aware of every movement, every sound, and smell. You felt the bed dip as Mark climbed on top of you, his weight pressing into the mattress, his heat radiating toward you. His breath was warm on your cheek as he leaned close.

"Is that comfortable?" he whispered.

"Yes," you sighed.

His hands traced the contours of your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. The sensation of not being able to see heightened the experience, making every touch, every kiss, every whisper of breath feel magnified.

Mark kissed your neck softly. "I've been waiting to get this dress off of you..." he said.

You felt his fingers slowly unzipping the front of your dress, exposing your bare chest. Your nipples hardened under his touch, and you gasped as his tongue flicked against the sensitive flesh. His lips trailed a hot path down your neck and across your collarbone, before circling around your hardened nipple. He suckled greedily, his teeth grazing the delicate skin. You writhed under his touch, your hips arching into his.

"So damn responsive..." Mark murmured.

You felt his mouth leave your skin, and the sound of him pulling the bottom half of your dress reached your ears.

Suddenly, you felt a cool, smooth sensation on your skin, followed by a sweet scent that filled the air. It took a moment for you to realize that Mark was drizzling warm oil onto your body.

The oil was slick and luxurious as Mark's hands glided over your skin, massaging away any tension or stress. His touch was confident and skilled, kneading your muscles with just the right amount of pressure.

As the massage continued, you felt yourself becoming more and more relaxed, surrendering to the sensations that were coursing through your body. The combination of the warm oil and Mark's expert touch had you melting into the bed.

"Mm... that feels so good," you moaned.

Mark chuckled. "Good, 'cause I'm about to make it feel even better," he murmured.

His hands traveled down to your legs, kneading the tense muscles there. You felt the mattress shift as Mark positioned himself between your legs, his fingers deftly slipping under the edge of your panties.

A gasp escaped your lips as his fingers began to work their magic on your most sensitive areas, his touch gentle yet firm. Your body trembled in anticipation, knowing that Mark's talented fingers were mere moments away from sending you into ecstasy.

You cried out as his fingers finally made contact with your slick, throbbing core, sending waves of pleasure crashing through you. Mark's pace increased, and he circled your clit, his fingers slipping and sliding through your folds. You gripped the sheets as you arched your back, desperate for more.

Mark's breath was warm against your skin as he leaned close, whispering into your ear.

"You're soaking wet, baby," he urged, his voice low and commanding. "You've been wanting this all night, huh?"

"So...badly..." You blushed into the bed sheets, turning your head away from your boyfriend's filthy speech.

"Am I making you shy?" Mark teased and planted kisses on your neck between each word. "I can stop if it's too much... but something about the way you won't stop squeezing around my fingers tells me you don't want me to."

Usually, the most you'd get out of Mark during sex was a couple of moans and a few curses, which you never complained about. But his sudden rolodex of vulgarity was completely unexpected, giving you the ultimate sensory experience.

"I want you to cum for me," he urged, his voice low and commanding.

You shuddered as your orgasm hit, waves of pleasure washing over you, soaking your panties. Your body trembled and quaked, a guttural moan escaping your lips. As the intensity of the climax faded, you slumped against the bed, utterly spent. You were vaguely aware of the sound of the oil bottle being placed on the nightstand, and then Mark's weight shifted on the bed.

"Open your eyes, baby," he cooed, gently pulling the silk from your eyes.

As you opened your eyes, the world came into focus. Your body was glistening with oil, and Mark was hovering above you, his gaze filled with admiration.

"You are so fucking gorgeous," he said. "How did I get so lucky?"

A blush tinged your cheeks.

"I could say the same for you."

Mark leaned in and kissed you passionately.

"You're the best gift I've ever had," he whispered.

His words sent a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, and you found yourself craving more.

"What are you gonna do with me now?"

"Hmm," Mark contemplated while he touched the oil slick on your skin. "I should clean up my mess, shouldn't I?"

His lips reconnected to your chest, planting delicate kisses on your collarbone, and travelling down to your stomach. He planted a final kiss beneath your belly button before looking up at you with innocent eyes.

"Can I kiss you down here, babe?"

Your heart raced as you looked down at him with desire. You couldn't believe how much you wanted him right now. You nodded without a word, biting your lip in anticipation.

"How about a little biting?" Mark added. "I promise I won't do it hard."

Your heart was pounding in your chest as he looked up at you with a mischievous glint in his eye. You couldn't help but groan in pleasure at his words, already imagining the feeling of his teeth sinking into your skin.

"Yes," You breathed.

His lips found their way back to your stomach, trailing down to the apex of your thighs. His fingers dug into your hips as he planted open-mouthed kisses on your inner thighs, teasing you with his tongue. You let out a gasp as his teeth grazed your sensitive flesh, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. He looked up at you with a wicked smile, knowing full well the effect he was having on you.

"More," you whimpered, your body arching towards him.

He obliged, his teeth sinking deeper into your skin as you moaned in ecstasy. It was all you could do to grip the sheets as he continued his assault, his tongue lapping at the sting he had left behind.

You were practically shaking at this point, your body begging for him to give you what you needed.

"Ready for a little love bite?" he asked again. The words made you tremble and your body ached for more. You nodded in response, signaling that you were ready.

"I always wanted to nibble on these thighs of yours." His teeth sank deeper into your thigh as he spoke.

"I've been wanting to kiss on them, too." He said between bites. You moaned softly at his words and felt yourself getting wetter.

His mouth was hot against your thigh, and your eyes shut closed as he moved to the other leg. "And I've been wanting to taste them." He whispered, his wet tongue drawing circles on your skin. Your thighs started to shake as you tried to hold your composure. His hands held your thighs still, not allowing you to move.

"Please". You begged him.

Mark's dark eyes darted up at you. "Please, what?" He asked as he licked on your panty line.

You moaned loudly and arched your back, as you struggled to get the words out. "Please, babe... stop torturing me." You whimpered, wanting nothing more than to feel his soft lips on your core. He smiled and nodded at you, as he began to drag the corner of your panties down with his teeth.

Without a word, Mark pressed his lips to your entrance, forming a seal around your folds with his tongue. He touched all of the inner walls of your wetness with it, rotating it around before pushing forward, exploring the depths of you.

Mark moaned, sending waves of pleasure through your body with every stroke of his tongue. His fingers gripped your hips as he pulled you closer to him and buried his face in your crotch. His tongue darted down your slit as he tried to push it inside of you. Your hands shot down to his hair, fighting the urge to scream as his tongue explored your inner walls.

It wasn't long till Mark felt your walls pulsing against his tongue, signaling that you were close. Your hips started to buck against his face as your orgasm neared and Mark quickly pulled his mouth away from you. You let out a disappointed whine as he pulled his face away from your dripping entrance.

"Did you like that, babe?" Mark asked, licking his lips seductively.

"Mhmm," You opened your eyes and met his gaze, too horny to even speak properly. "Why did you stop?"

"I'm edging you," Mark smirked devilishly. "It's pretty cruel of me, actually."

"I don't mind," you replied, a pleading look in your eyes.

"Oh really?" He raised an eyebrow. "You must be as much a freak as I am then, huh?"

Your heart skipped a beat as you heard his words.

"Please, Mark. I need you to do it again."

"Oh, I'll do it, babe." Mark's voice dripped with lust.

He bit his lip at you with a playful grin and then leaned forward to kiss you, his soft lips enveloping yours as he reached down with his hand. His fingers reached your entrance and he pushed them inside of you, stroking your clit with his thumb as he did so.

You moaned into his mouth as you felt his tongue flicker against yours, eagerly kissing him back as he continued to explore you. You bit his lip and gripped his hair, pulling him closer as he groaned into the kiss.

You could feel your orgasm building again as he continued to thrust his fingers back and forth inside of you, his thumb moving in circles around your clit. His lips left yours and traveled down to your neck as he nibbled on it, pushing you over the edge in the process.

You felt a rush of pleasure as your release squirted out of you, coating Mark's hand as he eagerly lapped it up. His tongue darted down to your entrance, lapping up every drop of fluid as your orgasm subsided.

"That was so sexy," Mark said, lifting his head up to look at you. "But I think it's time to take it up a notch, babe."

You let out a moan of compliance as Mark let his fingers slide out from you. You watched in anticipation as he placed his hand on his crotch, undoing the button on his jeans with a quick flick of his fingers.

"Fuck me, Mark."

Mark teasingly shook his head, pulling his pants down. "Patience, baby. I still want to tie you up."

A shiver ran down your spine as you saw his lustful stare. He moved towards the bedposts and slowly wrapped your upper body with his extra ties. As Mark's gaze roamed over your body, you could feel heat radiating from him.

"Mm. Mm. Mm," he said, his tone full of lust. "You look so sexy like this."

"You don't look too bad yourself," you replied, admiring the sight of his tattooed physique.

He leaned forward, his lips inches from yours. "I want you so badly." he breathed, his eyes heavy with desire. "I can't wait to fill you up."

You felt your body react to his words, your core pulsing with need. Mark loomed over you, both hands resting on the sides of your head. His skin gently teased your wet clit.

"Are you ready for me?" he asked softly.

Your body tensed at the sensation of his lips against yours. "Yes."

With a wicked grin, he slowly plunged deep inside you, filling you completely.

"Oh, fuck..." he exclaimed, a soft moan escaping his lips.

The sensations were unlike anything you'd experienced before, and you could feel your walls tightening around him, milking him for every drop.

"Is this good?" Mark murmured against your ear, his breath tickling your neck.

Your response was incoherent mumbles.

Mark continued thrusting, his fingers clenching in your hair as he pinned you to the bed. The intense sensation quickly caused you to reach an almost unbearable level of arousal, your body throbbing in time with Mark's movements. He pulled out slightly, then plunged deeply inside you again, eliciting a muffled scream.

You felt yourself tightening up around him, trying to milk him even more, but you couldn't help it. You were so close. Mark's mouth found its way back to yours, kissing you passionately as he moved inside you.

"Baby...," Mark urged, pulling out even further. "If you keep on getting tighter, like this, I'm not gonna last."

His pace quickened, his breathing getting heavier as he neared his climax. He let go of your hair, bringing his hand to cup your face.

You felt him twitch inside of you, and the warmth of his release flooded your insides. Ecstasy-ridden cries left your lips as your own orgasm followed soon after.

"Fuck, you're so amazing," he groaned, burying his face into your neck. "I love you so much."

With his weight pressing down on top of you, you could barely breathe. Your heart pounded rapidly as if trying to escape your chest. You tried to relax and catch your breath, to regain some sense of composure. When you looked up, you found yourself gazing into Mark's intensely brown eyes, full of love and desire.

"I love you, too." You sighed, short of breath.

"Do you want to stop?" Mark whispered in your ear. "You seem tired."

"No, don't stop."

"I won't then."

Mark slowly pulled out and reached up to undo the ties around your arms and chest. "Sit up for me," he whispered, grabbing your hand restraints.

"Turn around for me, baby," He helped you to get on your knees, your arms behind your back, then positioned himself behind you. "Damn..." he exclaimed as he ran his hand over your hips and ass. "I wish you could see what I'm seeing right now."

He kissed down your back and began to softly massage your ass. His fingers occasionally trailed between your thighs, but he held himself back from touching you there. "Look at you..." he groaned softly. "I can see how much you want me just by looking. You're so beautiful."

Your heart ached at his words. "I do."

"How much?" he asked, pressing into you from behind. His erection rubbed against the wetness between your legs, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake.

"I've been thinking about this all night." You moaned.

"All night?"

He teased one finger into you and you gasped, rotating your hips so that he would push deeper inside. "Ohh," you groaned as a second finger joined the first.

"Ever since dinner." He thrust into you and you felt yourself tighten around him. The sensation only lasted a moment before Mark withdrew his fingers entirely. You whimpered. He smacked your ass before his fingers glided over your core. A soft moan escaped your lips as he slowly caressed it. He pulled back to spank you again before shoving further inside you. A whispered curse left his lips before smacking your skin once more and watching it tremble.

He gently grasped the front of your neck and pulled your head up off the bed. "Put your hands on the headboard for me, love. Keep your ass up high," he commanded. You obeyed, and he held your hips as he began to drill you deep and hard.

Your arms were bound, so you relied on your hips and lower back to support you. Your face and chest were pushed against the mattress, but you didn’t mind. The sensation of him thrusting into you had taken over your entire being. You locked eyes with him as he moved further and further in, hovering a mere inch from your back. When he brought one hand around to rub your clit, it sent shockwaves through your body. You bit into the sheets to silence a scream. You shook as the pleasure started to build within every fiber of your being - building, building until it felt like the whole world was crumbling around you.

"That's it," Mark breathed.

His hand reached forward again to find its way to your sensitive clit once more, and the sudden intensity caused you to cry out. Your heart raced and your mind spun wildly as your body seemed to be consumed in flames.

"Mark," you gasped, barely able to put any words together. "I'm gonna-"

"I got you, babe," he replied. "Let go."

Finally erupting in a blissful wave, your muscles tightened around him as if never wanting to let go. Mark's hand was still firmly held on your clit as he thrust into you one final time, his own orgasm overtaking him. As he squeezed your hip with both hands, his thrusts grew more erratic, until with one final thrust, he pushed himself as far inside you as he could.

You felt him tense up and let out a deep moan as he thrust one last time, his liquid love flowing into you. Your body shuddered as you felt his entire length throbbing inside you. You couldn't breathe, your body shaking with the intensity of the moment. He slowly pulled away from you, but before you could move, he held you tightly in his arms.

"Are you all right?" His voice was soft and gentle.

"Mmm hmm," was all you managed to reply.

He chuckled softly, his hands caressing your back. "Good. Me too."

Mark held you close, pulling you into him as he collapsed on the bed. His lips pressed lightly against your neck as he kissed your warm flesh. Everything about him felt comforting and intimate; his mouth was gentle, his movements slow and deliberate.

Finally, you opened your eyes and looked at him. His dark eyes stared back into yours as a gentle smile appeared on his face. His hair was a poofy mess sticking out this way and that, while a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead. He looked happy.

You smiled back at him with a racing heart; then said, "You were right."

"About what?" he asked.

"You are kinky," you replied with a grin.

He laughed heartily at your statement and the sound made you laugh too.

"Yes," he said with a playful smile, "but I think you liked it though; you couldn't help it."

"I loved it," you answered honestly, looking deep into his eyes.

He kissed you again, pressing his lips softly against yours as you kissed him back.

It felt like heaven.

~🐰♡

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My Happy Ending?? P.3

Word Count: 1788

Marks POV

Jackson and I decided to meet up the next day. What was I going to say? "Hey I'll pay you to date my best friend" What? It sounded like a great idea I my head but once out of my mouth it sounded horrible. Am I feeling guilty for not being there when she needed me? All I'm doing is looking out for her. This won't hurt either of them, right? Jackson walked into the studio with his hood wrapped tightly around his head. Here we go...

Jackson: So why the sudden question? And why so early in the morning you know I'm not a morning person?

Mark: It's a long story. Are you up for it or not?" I had a smirk on my face because I didn't think he'd agree.

Jackson: I am, but wants in it for me?" He was hung over and just wanted to get this over with.

Mark: I thought you'd do it for free.

Jackson: So you expect me to pay for all the dates?? 500$ per date.

Mark: 350?

Jackson: It's all fun and games right? It's not like we'll fall for each other. Make it $500?

Mark: Fine.

We shook hands and just started laughing. There was no way this would go smoothly.

Jackson: Any rules?

Mark: Hmmm idk? Give me some ideas.

Jackson: 1. I can still see other people.

                   2. I get payment before the date.

                   3. Physical touch is fine

Mark: How about, nothing more than a peck, you can both see other people, and you get payment after. She's here for 3 months so there will be a minimum of 15 dates.

Jackson: $7500 sounds good to me. Is she in on it?

Mark: Of course not! Don't let her find out or you'll have to pay double. Deal?

Jackson: Sounds perfect, as long as you give me the back story. But why not make this a little more interesting? If I fall for her I give you double and if I don't you give me double.

I was basically gambling my best friend. I mean she was amazing inside and out who wouldn't fall for her? Then again Jackson is constantly surrounded my woman he could easily fall for but doesn't. He knows exactly how to play it cool and how to play with a woman's heart. While thinking it through, this would probably cause Y/N another painful heart break. Buuuut I can't let Jackson win this time around soooo she'll understand right?....

Mark: Fine, I don't see why not..

Y/N POV

I woke up the next morning and he was gone. Ugh I had a huge headache from all the crying. The first thing I did was look for my phone. I had a message from an unknown number?...

##########: SmileDirectClub: You're free whitening kit and electric tooth brush offer expires soon....

So exciting.. Thanks for the good morning text SmileDirectClub. For some reason I was waiting for something a little more exciting. I don't know like maybe a text from one of the guys? I always get my hopes up too soon. Leaving my phone on the coffee table I got up and decided to get dressed. Mark and I had agreed to meet up for lunch. It was just past 10am so I rushed into the restroom to freshen up.

While in the shower I kept thinking about what Mark mentioned last night. He wasn't wrong, like always. It was as if I was letting Christian control my happiness. Sure he ruined our relationship but he was probably enjoying his life not giving a damn about me. So why should I ruin my life over the past?! I got out of the shower feeling more confident than ever. Yes!! I'm an independent woman!! I was not about to spend this time in Seoul crying over what could've been. While hyping myself up in the restroom there was a knock on the door. Shoot, I covered up with a towel and rushed to the door thinking it was Mark, but I was wrong.

Jackson: Can I come in?

I was so confused, frozen in place, starstruck to be exact. He nodded to see if he would get a reaction from me.

Y/N: Oh, yeah sure.

I waved for him to come in, completely oblivious to the fact that I was only wearing a towel. His eyes examined me from head to toe. I didn't even care, I was so distracted by his gorgina face! Ugh I will never get over that smile. Finally realizing what was happening I quickly ran to the bedroom to get dressed.

Y/N: Take a seat I'll be out in a minute!

Jackson: Take your time.

What was he doing here??? I was about to call Mark when I remembered I left my phone on the coffee table! AHHHH! I ran out of the room without thinking, grabbed my phone, and ran back. I could hear him giggling. Jeez, even his giggling was gorgina! Yes, I was still wearing the towel..

Mark: Hello?

Y/N: WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME HE WAS COMING OVER!!" I was whisper yelling of course. There was no way I was letting Jackson hear me!

Mark: I'm sorry! He asked if he could see you all of a sudden. I wasn't going to deny him.

Y/N: What? What am I supposed to say? What do I wear? Wait, did he say he liked me??? I'M PANICKING HERE!!!

Mark: Chill out he probably just wants to get to know you. Loosen up and you'll be fine. I'm here if you need me.

Y/N: Ok but what do I...

And with that, Mark hung up. That little rat did this on purpose!

Ok can I just say I was looking mighty fine. Yeah I might've taken almost an hour to get ready but anyway. I walked out and..

Jacksons POV

Jackson: So he cheated on her?

Mark: Correct..

Jackson: And where were you when all this went down?

Mark: here...

He looked ashamed, there was no point in putting him on blast for something he didn't really have control over. We were here because this was him trying to make up for his absence in the situation so why not help out? Although I wanted to be upset at this whole cheating story, I barley even knew Y/N. There's never a good reason to cheat but was there maybe something wrong on the inside? She was absolutely beautiful on the outside but maybe there was something on the inside that wasn't? I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt but I was a little skeptical. Maybe this little mission would help me heal as well....

Time Skip

She finally came out of her room. Man, she looked beautiful. I'll have to play things low, maybe not even show interest? Or maybe be over flirtatious? My strategy for this mission was not decided on yet. I won't over think and just see where things go. I have a date with Em later anyway so things should get wrapped up fairly quickly. An acting gig, yeah, that's what this will be.

Authors POV

Although the sun was showing, the air was crisp and it was the time of year for a warm hoodie. You noticed it would get pretty cold late in the evening when you would go for a convenience store run. Jackson was geared up with his jacket, a beanie, sunglasses, and a mask. I don't know who he was trying to fool because anyone would be able to recognize him from a mile away. You wore a cute but very simple outfit.

You could never go wrong with an all black outfit. Jackson escorted you out to his car. Like a gentleman he opened the door and waited until you put on your seatbelt before he went to the driver seat.

Jackson: I thought we could grab lunch and maybe get to know each other? Sound good?

Y/N: Sure! Why so sudden though? Not that I'm complaining or anything but..

Jackson: I think you're cute.... so let's just call this a date.

He was looking straight at you with a simple smile on. It all seemed so natural. You didn't feel nervous, as if you knew him and he you. You couldn't help but smile back. You were about to start overthinking about the whole running into the sunset imagine but you stopped yourself "Take one step at a time Y/N"

After arriving, you were sat at a table. While eating, Jackson blew you away. He was kind, humble, respectful, and hilarious. His laugh was so contagious. You weren't going to let him have all the fun so cracked a few jokes of your own. Every time he would laugh you would giggle at his goofy gestures. The waiter had come over to check up on you when Jacksons phone began to ring.

Jackson: Sorry I have to take this.

You gestured for him to go ahead. Without even noticing you guys had been talking for over 2 hours. Maybe 3-4 minutes passed before he returned.

Jackson: Hey." He smiled too reassure that his happiness hadn't faded while on the phone.

Y/N: Hi" You smiled like an idiot.

Jackson: Do you mind if we cut things short?

Y/N: Oh no not at all.

You were a little sad that you had to part ways but you kept it to yourself. He paid the bill and helped you gather your things. On the way back to your airbnb the jokes continued. It wasn't bad for a first date. You really enjoyed yourself and the company he gave you, but you were sure this wasn't the only side Jackson had. When you finally arrived Jackson walked you to your door.

Jackson: Again I'm really sorry for cutting it short.

Y/N: Don't worry about it I understand.

You were standing outside the door and his phone rang again.

Jackson(on the phone): Hey I said I'll be there in a minute babe calm down.

He hung up and looked at your shocked face. You tried to play it cool.

Y/N: Ok well I'll head in thanks for everything! I enjoyed our time together this was soooooo fun have a great rest of your day remember who you are make good choices hahahaha

You gave him a smile, rushed inside, and slammed the door without letting him speak a word.

Y/N POV

What the hell? Please tell me he calls everyone babe I'll take that over an actual girlfriend any day!! No No Nooooo Don't get your hopes up Y/A! It's the first date. WAIT!! What if he's a 2 timing weasel????? Nooo he doesn't give off those vibes! It can't be! Who cares!! This was just a little one time thing RIGHT!!!!! AHHHHHHHH I need to call Mark!....

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Finding out and tell to him

Lim Jaebeom 

After the decision to have a baby together, Jaebeom and I tried no stop for more than six months. Let’s say that this story of the son has made him more excited than usual. And when I say more I mean even three times a day, if not more.

But despite the various attempts ( how does his dick never get tired is a mystery) still nothing. Many pregnancy tests have been done and all negative.

 My mood is really sluggish and I feel depressed that my body can’t give him a baby.

I had heard from the doctor a few days ago, we had done some tests and both my and his results were all good, nothing could prevent us from procreating. You just had to be patient. That’s all.

Now he and I were on the bed, both naked and sweaty for yet another attempt to get pregnant.

"I hope this time it’s the right one. Although I’m never gonna get tired of fucking and I’m sure I’ll miss it when you get pregnant, but I already know it’s worth it. I hope little Lim or little Lim doesn’t keep us waiting much longer." said he as he spooned me with his chest touching my back.

But I couldn’t answer.

I already knew that even this attempt would probably be useless. I almost lost all hope. But if we’re both fine, why can’t I get pregnant? Why do I always have to suffer to see the pregnancy test always negative? I hate when I see Jaebeom’s happiness dying from yet another failure, I had already lost in being a mother. Subconsciously, some tears started to come out of my eyes.

Jaebeom probably felt my sobs as he took my face with his hand to turn to him. His eyes filled with worry. He already knew why I felt this way and it broke his heart to see his partner in pieces.

"Hey, kitten. Look at me," he said as he dried my tears " I hate to see you like this. Please, we just have to be patient. Whether we want three months, or six, a year or more I’ll always be at your side. At most there are many other ways to have children," he said gently.

"But I want our child"

"Then we will not stop trying and said to each other, if I want many times to get you pregnant, well...I do not complain. It’s always a pleasure to make love to you."

A small smile appeared on my lips for his words.

"Here’s your little smile. Don’t lose it again, okay?" he said as he kissed my forehead.

"Now if you don’t mind, I have to go to the agency. I’ll see you tonight. Yes?" he nodded as he got out of bed to get ready to leave.

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A few hours later I was busy cooking lunch for myself. Every time Jaebeom left for work, a part of me always missed him, even for a few hours. I think I’m totally dependent on him.

While I was busy cooking eggs, I felt a pungent smell, too strong. It made me nauseous. A retching of vomit came up suddenly and ended up moving quickly towards the sink to empty the stomach.

I never threw up. Even when I was really sick. A light bulb lit up in my head.

Could it be...?

I ran quickly to the bathroom and opened the shelves and grabbed one of the pregnancy tests I had bought myself long ago.

I peed on it and waited for the minutes.

When the test sounded, I started to get dizzy with anxiety. What if it was still negative? It would break my heart again... But I got used to the familiar feeling now, didn’t I? Right?

I took the test in my hand and closed my eyes. I took courage and when I turned it over to see the result I opened them again.

Two lines... Wait... TWO LINES!!

I’m PREGNANT. I couldn’t believe it, after so much time and suffering Jaebeom and I were going to be parents!!

How could I tell Jaebeom? I had to surprise him. An idea appeared in my head.

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I was on my way to Jaebeom’s studio at Higher Music with a little box in my hand. I left right after I discovered the result to get everything I needed for the surprise of the news.

I knocked on his door and when his voice told me to come inside, so I did.

"Hey, baby. What are you doing here? And what’s in your hand."

"Hey love. That? No nothing. It’s just a little surprise for you to thank you for being so patient with me this time of year. I must have been unbearable, huh?"

He shook his head laughing "Don’t worry. For you it must have been stressful and I can understand you. Now.. my little surprise?"

Laughing I handed him the box and the moment he opened it his body froze while his eyes were looking for my gaze.

"Are you serious? Are you really..."

And as he nodded, he put the box on the desk and wrapped me in a huge hug and tears-filled eyes and said, "You made it small. We’re gonna be parents..."

"No love. We did it. Together. As a team."

Mark Tuan

I’d been in America for a couple of months now. Mark and I started to live together right after I got here, and life was more than perfect.

But today would have been the day of the best change in our lives.

During the transfer process we tried several times to start our family and after not even a few weeks already a positive test was in my hands.

I did it a few days ago and I can not describe the immense joy of seeing the two small lines, especially because I did not expect that in such a short time a mini Mark was already in my belly.

I must remind myself in the future that Mr. Tuan has too energetic "swimmers". I waited a while to tell him, especially because I didn’t want to be trivial. It wasn’t my style to just show the positive test.

No no. Mark is a boy with an easy tear, you can actually count in one hand how many times he hasn’t cried. But for this news I really wanted to give him a cascade of tears for happiness. I want it to be a real surprise.

Now I was at work. The agency where I was hired was perfect. The colleagues were adorable and the CEO was a very understanding man and always came to meet us for any need.

I was on my lunch break with a colleague I had bonded with very quickly. "Are you pregnant? Really? Congratulations," she said excited. She was the only one who knew the news and smiled that she was happy for me.

"Does your boyfriend know about it?"

"Not yet, but I would like to give him the news soon. I wanted to surprise him, but honestly I have no ideas. Just zero"

"Really? If I can give you an idea, I know the owner of a shop who creates handicrafts for any occasion. If you want I’ll call him and he can give you a little discount on my behalf."

"Really? You’re a love. Why didn’t I meet you before?" she said embracing her.

She said, "Of nothing, but you know what you want them to create for you?"

Of course I knew.

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It was evening. Mark had just come home after a long day at the studio. He was devastated, and he was relaxing on the couch, watching some TV shows.

I was in the kitchen with Milo in my arms while I tried to fix in the collar the small box with surprise for my partner.

We all know what his reaction would have been, and that’s all I was waiting for. Once he finally stares at him without causing discomfort to the little puppy, it was time he knew the news.

"Mark? Baby?"

"Yes, honey?" she said in a tired voice.

"Can you please call yourself Milo in the living room. He wants cuddles but I’m too busy to finish dinner."

"Milo! Milo! Come here"

Hearing his dad calling, Milo began to wriggle out of my arms to run towards him.

The moment I walked into the living room to Mark, I waited a little while..

"What’s with the puppy collar? What’s mom put on it?"

Ok now it’s time to count. Three, two, one...

"LOVE!!"

Smiles as he heard him get up quickly from the couch to run towards me. As soon as he entered the kitchen I found a mark with tears in his eyes who did not want to stop coming down.

"Is that right? Baby, am I gonna be a dad? Isn’t that a joke?"

He embraced him and immediately put his face in the recess of my neck while the tears wet my skin.

"Yes. Little Markie Pooh will be the father of a beautiful child," I told him as I caressed his back gently.

He kept sobbing and sighing. The shoes and that note I gave him had more effect than I expected.

Park Jinyoung

Soo Young and I were waiting for the results of the tests that they had done to me practically as soon as he had given me the news of a possible pregnancy.

Now that you think about it, it can make sense. The symptoms seem to match all of them and besides, I had never felt that way. 

I had been vomiting for a week and I found myself sleeping in various places. Then I have to say that that night when I think I got pregnant, Jinyoung came back strangely horny and fucked me like there was no tomorrow.

 But the protection was used? Boh. Possibility that it was not actually used? Now 99,99%.

To note: Jinyoung horny? Put the prescription sign "put the condom, before entering my vagina".

Soo Young held my hand and looked at me with a look of hope? Did she want to be an aunt? Really?

When the doctor came back with some papers in his hand and a little smile. "Well, Miss Park. I inform you that our hypotheses have been confirmed. She’s four weeks pregnant. Congratulations to you and your partner."

I bleached. Next time I put on my chastity belt to protect myself from a horny Jinyoung.

The doctor noticed my pallor, "What’s going on, miss? Are you feeling ill? Look, it’s normal to feel fatigued at the beginning of the first trimester. I’m going to prescribe some prenatal pills for you to take this time of year. Avoid eating raw food like sushi and try not to drink alcohol and smoke. His body is strong. She’ll have a healthy baby or girl in nine months."

I couldn’t believe it. A little Park Jinyoung is in my belly. The news shocked me a lot because Jinyoung and I never really talked about having children. Of course he told me that one day he wanted a family, but so soon? Now that he is busy and focused on his career as an actor?

The doctor’s voice awakened me from my state of shock.

"If you like, can we already see the little one?"

"Actually, I just..."

"Of course you want to see him. Can his future favorite aunt attend?" interrupted me Soo Young turning to the doctor.

"Sure. Please lie down on the bed while I apply the gel on your belly. It’s a bit cold"

When he put that strange substance on my stomach a thousand thoughts assailed me including one more of all. How to tell him?

The doctor placed the contraption and on the belly and immediately after an image appeared in the small screen of the ultrasound machine.

"Do you see this? This little bean? This is your baby," he told me as he pointed to a small black spot on the screen.

I can’t believe it.

 Is this my son and Jinyoung’s son? But he’s very young. One wren. I don’t know why, but my eyes couldn’t get away from that speck.

"Perfect. Everything looks good. I’ll see her again in a couple of months. Follow everything I said earlier. Take care of yourself and do not exert yourself. In this period too much fatigue could lead to a miscarriage. Let your partner help you".

When the visit was over, Soo Young was so excited to be an aunt. When I think of a little Jinyoung playing by chance and being taken in arms by his dad makes me smile. Maybe it wouldn’t have hurt to be a parent.

"Oh God I’ll be an aunt. I’ll spoil my grandchild or my granddaughter to death. I’ll be her godmother, won’t I? Ahh I can’t wait nine months to see him."

Laughs at her euphoria "Calm down. I just found out I’m pregnant. Also you have to warn your brother"

"Oh it’s true. I honestly didn’t think my brother would have sexual desires. I can’t think of the two of you...oh God my poor, chaste mind," she said as she pretended that a shiver hit her body.

"Trust your brother has them. But he can also be very sweet"

"You’re right, but sometimes he seems like a robot. But I love him very much. How will you tell him?"

"I have no idea."

"I have one. Give me the ultrasound and let me do it".

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Jinyoung and I were dining quietly, but my thoughts passed to the child at Soo Young. That had in mind.

"So how was your visit today? Did the doctor tell you anything?"

"Just a small bacterium. Quiet darling. I will heal in no time". Well nine months is not so little time...

"Oh well. I was so worried, but I’m glad you’ll be okay," he said as he stroked my hand.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Who could possibly be at this hour: I’m going to see," he said as he got up from the table.

After a few minutes he came back with an envelope that said "Good News for Daddy Park".

"There was no one at the door, just this little envelope on the floor... It says "Daddy Park". It’s probably for my dad and he got the wrong house. I’m not a dad yet".

I lowered my head so I wouldn’t see my redness. "Right? Is it for my dad right? Am I not a dad yet? Right?"

To my lack of response. Jinyoung began to hastily open the envelope to be inside my ultrasound this afternoon.

Jinyoung’s eyes got stuck on a small writing that was under the image "I can’t wait to meet you dad".

"Y/n is not a bacterium that made you feel bad, but my son?"

"Jinyoung just found out today. I didn’t know I was pregnant until a few hours ago. I’m excited to be a mom, but I’m scared because it was so sudden and..."

I didn’t have time to finish the sentence that closed my mouth with a kiss.

 When our lips broke, a huge smile framed his face.

"We’re going to be parents. We just have to be happy about it. I love you so much" and then he knelt on his knees and kissed my belly. "I love you too, little boy or little girl. Even Dad can’t wait to meet you"

Jackson Wang

It was Jackson’s birthday and today he was exactly 27 years old. We were at his parents' house to celebrate.

The house was full of joy to celebrate little Wang Puppy. We had just arrived in Hong Kong, especially because Jackson lacked his family and wanted to focus mainly on his agency "Team Wang" in a place close to his loved ones.

He convinced me to come with him, begging me with his big puppy eyes. How to say no to him? I could not deny him this possibility, I would have felt selfish, even if a part of Heaven had left her in Korea with her second family, the Got7s.

In this period of three months Jackson and I have tried many times to start our family, but with many difficulties. With the first negative tests his smile did not disappear, indeed he told me "Well we go back to the room to try again, no?" But after three months and as many negative pregnancy tests, I was starting to notice a kind of discomfort in his expressions. He wanted to be a father so badly, but the goal seemed to go further and further.

I decided to organize this party to cheer him up a bit and to distract him a few hours from the thoughts of the child.

But what Jackson didn’t know yet was that just yesterday, while he was out of the house, out of curiosity I did a test and two nice lines appeared. I was over the moon to be a parent to the man I loved most in the world. It was also a perfect opportunity to give him a special gift by giving him the news he wanted so much in this last period.

We were sitting at the table eating cake, me, Jackson and his mom. Must have been the cravings or something, but I was literally binging on the plate.

"Love. Calm down. I’ve never seen you so greedy for sweets. Usually you leave them to others. Then eat slowly. Your swollen cheeks make you look like a squirrel," Jackson said, pinching my cheeks.

"I don’t know what I’ve got tonight, but I feel like i wanna et something sweet. Then the cake your mom made is really good"

Her mother, Sophia, smiled at my compliment and began to stare at me lovingly. "Thank you. You’re too kind. Jacky, you found a really good girl".

Jackson looked at me satisfied. He seemed very proud of me as a companion, but his mother continued her speech.

"You look better than usual tonight. It’s almost like you’re glowing. Are you pregnant?" he laughed as he looked at me.

At his comment I began to blush. Maybe really that mothers have an infallible intuition. He had already guessed and I had not yet said anything.

"No mom. We’re trying, but still nothing." Jackson sadly said.

I couldn’t keep him waiting much longer.

"Um...yeah, we’re actually trying. But for now, let me go get your present, honey," I said as I got up from the table to get the package.

When I went back to the kitchen and handed it to him, his usual smile returned that I loved so much.

"Thanks, baby, but you didn’t have to."

"Come on, open up. I think you’re gonna love it" smiles.

He tore the wrapping paper to find a small box. When he opened it his eyes opened wide and already some tears began to form.

They were two small cups engraved with "Papa Bear" and "Mama Bear".

"Baby, you are..."

"I’m pregnant, Jackson. We’re gonna be parents. Happy birthday."

He took my face in his hands and started kissing me repeatedly as he kept saying, "I love you. Thank you. I love you so much."

Mrs Wang looked at us amazed " But mine was just a joke about you being pregnant. So I’m really going to be a grandmother?"

Jackson nodded and as he caressed my belly, he replied " Exactly. Now the Wang family will get even bigger and noisier with this new baby. Especially if he will take from his daddy”

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I'm back!

Hi guys, I'm finally back after 4 years of practically abandoning this blog. In that time I finished college and im now working to finally graduating University so I'm finally getting back into posting, I still probably won't post as much while I'm still in uni but once all that is over with I'm going back to how we used to be with regular posts.

I've missed you guys and this blog and for those who stuck around while I was gone I'm so grateful. I will keep the ask button open but I will be focusing on working through the requests I already have, but please feel free to say hi.

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Hello, welcome to my page. This will be a designated page for Mr. Jackson Wang. Follow if you would like. <3

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Genre: Angst

Warnings: Contains curse word/s, first part is more of angst flashbacks

Word Count: 3,401

“Just do what you want to do, Mark. I don’t want to give any shit anymore.”

Mark furrowed his brows down at your words. He’s clearly taken aback with what you had just said. He’s been trying to talk with you for the past 5 or 10 minutes. You just don’t know anymore. You don’t know how long he’s been bugging you to talk because your mind is in a fog of negative thoughts, with pain, anger, sadness.

This whole ordeal is taking all of your energy to be calm. You’re just so emotionally exhausted after having another week of silence between the two of you. You live on the same roof, sleep on the same bed, yet you both feel so far away from each other now.

“This is your way to work things out now, Y/N?”, Mark finally said after being silent for almost half a minute. His voice is low. You felt that he was hurt from what you just said to him. But you just don’t feel anything right now. You felt numb.

He continued to talk with you in a calm voice, “I get it that you’re tired. But you’re not the only who feels exhausted in here, Y/N. It’s been almost two w-“

“Yes, Mark. Two. Fucking. Weeks.”, you cut him with a louder voice now. “What’s your plan?”

Mark responded with a silence. He’s sitting on the bedside with his hands on his head, facing the window while you sat on the other side of the bed facing the wall.

“I- I don’t know…”, he answered after being quiet for a few more seconds, taking a deep sigh.

You were waiting for him to talk, but you felt a sharp pain in your chest when you heard his response. Not expecting for him to be at lost now with your problem.

He wasn’t like this before. You think to yourself. Now you feel your eyes starting to water. You just want him to wrap his arms around you just like before, after you both had a fight. He always knows how to resolve things between the two of you. He always tries not to do or say anything that might upset or hurt you. And if he did, he always knows how to comfort you. For the four years, 10 months that you’ve been together, he always knows how to make you feel better.

But he isn’t like that anymore.

“I felt like this isn’t a home anymore, Y/N...”, Mark continued. “This... This whole situation. This whole set up. This doesn’t make me feel like home anymore.”

You felt a drop of tear fell on your cheek as he continued to speak. His words echoing in your mind sends air to your head. You wanted to shout. You wanted him to stop talking. Yet, you sat still on the bedside, freezing. His words just passed through your ears.

Another silent set of minutes passed after Mark talked. You tried to keep a steady voice before speaking.

“This isn’t going to work anymore if you felt that way, Mark…”,you said as another drop of tear fell down, and another, and another.

“I cannot force you to stay just because I want to. Tha- That’s not right.”, you continued to speak as you struggled to succumb to your sobbing.

“I still love you, Y/N…”, Mark responded with a low voice. You heard him sniff through his words. You close your eyes to stop yourself from crying harder, knowing that he’s already in tears too.

“I... I do. I still do love you, Y/N…”, he continued to talk.

“But it’s not enough for you to just feel that..."

You paused for a few more seconds, gathering all your thoughts.

"How about me, Mark? What would I do with your words if I can’t even feel it anymore?”, you spoke to him again, now staring at the floor. You’re thinking, how does him saying he loves you brings pain rather than happiness?

“I’m sorry, Y/N… I know I’m lacking these days. I’m failing to fulfill my promises to you. And I cannot stand to see you getting sadder and sadder each day because of me... I’m sorry…”

You don’t know how or what to respond to his words anymore. You hated to hear him saying sorry to you. You took a gulp to suppress the feeling of pain in your chest.

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Your mind wandered around the time it all started. Mark was struggling to keep focus on his work as stress after stress took part of his job as the director of photography. There were much more projects than usual that was assigned to their production company. The conflict in the situation escalates more when one of their models backed out in the middle of their shooting. You’re just not sure if it was the model or the agency who pulled back. You cannot remember exactly Mark’s ranting on you that day. They already finished half of the set, shooting and editing for two days. They cannot hire another model that day because of their packed schedules which cannot be postponed or re-scheduled. That’s how they came up with the idea of choosing Mark as the substitute model since he already has a background when you were still studying. Mark is still kind of having second thoughts about it because he is aware of how it will add up on his already messed up work schedule, yet he chose to take a go for it because he said, he doesn’t have a choice though. Because it’s either he agreed on it or they will pull out the project and end up with no payment, in which they already had spent a big amount of money. The project came out more successfully than they could ever imagined, resulting to Mark being scouted as a model to some more projects. Tripling, even quadrupling his work in a regular basis.

You watched how Mark’s lifestyle changed over the past three months due to his work. Although you don’t have any problem with it, at first, aside from him not being able to go home regularly and not contacting you to at least let you know. You loved and supported him in every path he took.

A simple and common problem that almost each couple usually go through in their relationships. But that “simple and common” problem quickly arises when you tried to communicate with him about it. You don’t know what have gone wrong, or what did you told him so wrongly for him to change his habits in your relationship. That in the blink of an eye, you didn’t even notice that he just suddenly felt so far away from you. Catalyzing in a cleft in your almost five years relationship.

You tried to talk it out on him for some times. But you had your last straw almost two weeks ago when he suddenly snapped out of you.

“Y/N, can you please drop this out now. I’m already burned-out from working. Are you not getting tired from this? Because I am.”, cutting you and answering another phone call from his co-worker, before storming out of the living room, “Yes, Jae.”

You were left dumbfounded with his words. That moment did scarred you so bad. That’s for sure. You just don’t know him at all.

And that only proliferated the gap between the two of you. Taking you to the situation you are in now.

~

You’re now already bawling, trying to speak clearly as your breathing heaves, “I... I’m not happy with this anymore, Mark… I tried. I tried so hard. I tried so many times to reach out to you. To understand you. I feel like… I don’t even know you anymore…”

Y/N's P.O.V

It's 5 in the morning. Your alarm sets off. Just another normal working day, you think. You opened your eyes but didn't get up. You just stayed in your bed for a good 40 minutes. Laying on your back, you unconsciously fiddled your fingers at the big space beside you.

Thinking. Deep. Eventually losing yourself with the flashbacks in your mind.

You took a deep breath as you found yourself thinking about him again.

Thinking about how you used to wake up next to his pretty face as he snuggled you, showering you with sweet pecks all over your face, preventing you from getting up.

Playfully tickling your sides and you softly patting your hand to his cheeks to stop him.

His deep, soothing voice starting your day, “Good Morning, my angel”, smiling sweetly, as he rubs his tall, pointed nose to yours, always send butterflies to your stomach just by hearing his voice.

God, even his nose is just as fine as his whole being.

Thinking about how two were so happy before, the life you had with him for the past 4 years and 11 months. You both know, including every people around you, thinks that you are an absolute match for each other. You felt that no one and nothing will ever break you.

But with your current situation, you knock your self-thoughts. Leaving you always ending up in to thinking, how did it ever end up like this?

You lightly shook your head to clear out from all these thoughts taking over your mind. You suddenly look at your table side, glancing at the picture of the two of you that you still keep. Clicking your tongue and closing your eyes, you tell yourself, "Wake up now Y/N. That was 2 months ago.", as you take another deep sigh.

You got up from your bed. Walking towards the big stand mirror just beside your bathroom door to check your face and the bags under your eyes that you gained from all these sleepless nights, lightly tapping your face when you suddenly saw the familiar shirt on the floor. You're not even surprised anymore to find some of his left-over things in your apartment that you two used to share. You roll your eyes while shaking your head, "I'll have to clean this room eventually".

You recapture why you haven't even moved any of his things, not even an inch. You didn't even take a chance to pick up those random things he left.

Just once.

Just that one instant when you tried to clean your room from his belongings.

Right. Because when you did that, one week after he left, you didn't anticipate to have a severe breakdown. You are still afraid that you might helplessly bawl again in your bedroom floor just from the lingering scent he left. You remember that day so clearly. You didn't manage to get up from the floor. Didn’t touch any food. You just drank water. You didn't even shower. The definition of a complete disarray.

You're afraid to find yourself being a mess again from all the crying, from all the pain you felt you think that might not subside. Not even a little. You don't want to miss another day of work. Because the last time that occurred to you, you missed three consecutive days just to pick yourself up. If it wasn't for your best friend, Damica, you really thought you wouldn't have the strength to get up for the whole week or the next.

That's why you said to yourself, yes, it's a mess. But you chose not to gamble yourself for this again. You'll have to clean it up though one day. Just not today.

~

You were in a haze as you took your last 15 minutes break at work when you felt a light pat on your shoulder, distracting you from your wandering thoughts.

"Hey, Y/N. We're going to K-Town later to crash after work. You good?", Yugyeom said with a small smile and slightly raises his brows.

You paused to think for kind of long seconds.

Oh, right. K-Town.

Something that reminds you of Mark again.

You felt your chest ached a little bit more when you heard that place. A torture you always feel day by day.

You two would always go to K-Town every other week to spend your Friday nights after work to enjoy the start of your weekend together and of course, to release stress, just drinking and eating. Even if almost all of your friends have gone home, you and Mark would stay for some more time. Just talking about anything and everything. You two would sometimes come home at 2 in the morning. If you enjoyed the night so much, much later than that. After you got off the cab, he would sometimes drunkenly tell the driver, already eating some of his words, "Hey sir. Thank you for dropping me and my beautiful wife home safely.", as he tightly wrapped his arms around your waist, with his head leaning on your shoulder and plants a soft kiss on your neck.

You quickly blink to wake yourself up from the memories to respond, "Uhmm... I'll g–".

"Ow come on, Y/N. It's already Friday. It's been I-DON’T-KNOW HOW MANY WEEKS since you came with us.", Bambam cut you while kind of pouting as he felt that you might reject their invite again.

He is right though. You can't even remember anymore when was the last time you spent time with your friends. All that you can remember is how long you and Mark have called it off. But hey, you have to break yourself from these thoughts of Mark. You think to yourself.

"I was about to say I'll go when you cut me off Bam",you respond with a chuckle.

With your response, Yugyeom and Bambam was clearly surprised and hugged you tightly while screaming of excitement and happiness, sandwiching you between your two tall friends.

"YES!!! At last!!! She's herself again!!!", Bam said loudly as he was jumping. Not caring about your other workmates already looking at the three of you because of their noises. You just shut your eyes tightly and pursed your lips as you felt a little embarrassed, yet in a good, funny way.

"Yah yah yah! Get back to work. You still have an hour before you can leave.", the three of you were kind of startled with your boss' voice. Finally releasing you from their tight hugs.

"Ah, Sir Park! You have to come with us too later!",Yugyeom said to your boss as he playfully teased him by nudging his shoulder.

"Why? Are you going to treat us now?", Jinyoung replied, raising his eyebrows.

"Ah~ Stop it Jinyoung. Y/N's already coming with us. You should come too.", Yugyeom responded.

"Yah! This little pu– That's SIR PARK for you.", Jinyoung told Yugyeom as he jokingly attempted to hit him with his hand.

Looking at you now with Jinyoung's bit confused reaction, "You're really coming Y/N?"

"Yes, SIR Park.", you replied with a sweet smile. "That's why you should come too.", nudging at his arm with your elbow.

Jinyoung was one of Mark's college close friends. While Yugyeom and Bambam were one of the active members of the organization where Mark and Jinyoung are both officers. That's how you got close to them. Them, treating you like their sister, and you treating them as your brothers.

Yugyeom and Bam walked back to their working stations to finish the remaining hour of their work. Jinyoung walked back with you at your desk with his arms crossed to his chest, carefully analyzing your face.

"Are you sure you're okay now?",Jinyoung asked straight with a low, quieter voice so that only you can hear his kind of a personal question. "Let me just remind you that you can always file for a vacation leave, Y/N. Don't push yourself too much."

Your eyes opened slightly at his words. But you managed to compose yourself and put a still reaction. Just how you always react. Like nothing was wrong.

Blinking, you smiled at him, "Yes, Jinyoung. I am fine. Thank you for being such a considerate boss.", trying to put a light tone to every word you said to make the conversation less serious.

"I am not telling you this just because I am a considerate boss. I am still your friend, Y/N. Yugyeom, Bam and I.", Jinyoung replied to you.

You only answered him with a smile and nodded. Implicating that you acknowledged Jinyoung’s comforting words. Because you still don't know how to react or respond properly to your friends after checking up on you, after learning about how Mark and you suddenly broke up. Even you, yourself. You’re still dumbfounded at what happened to your almost-perfect relationship. You’re still at lost.

~

It's only 8 in the evening when your friends got high from drinking. You're only watching them while munching some fish cake at your table. Jinyoung, like the usual older brother to you, advised that you don't drink tonight and you just agreed. You just really didn't feel like drinking tonight. You only want to spend time with them after not being yourself for the past eight weeks. You're giggling at their weirder antics that shows up when they have alcohol in their systems. They just eccentrically yell something, sing some songs that you can’t even recognize if those songs really exist and dance that made you laugh even more.

"Yah! Jinyoung! How about you take off that padding cyclings!", Bambam yelled to Jinyoung as the surrounding's becoming louder, causing you all to crack at how shameless he is for bugging Jinyoung when he got kind of drunk.

"How about I break your chopstick legs, huh?!",glaring, Jinyoung retaliated, causing you to burst in to laughter again.

Your eyes were already tearing up from laughing when suddenly you heard a familiar laugh. You know that laugh too well. You felt a sudden cold chill in your spines. That soft laugh even though he's already laughing his lungs out. You force yourself not to think of him this time, but it's no use. You already know him like the back of your hand. And like a natural reflex, you looked for him. You start to find at who's laughing with that familiar voice. The laugh that you can listen to even though you're sleeping. You're already picturing his face. His perfect set of teeth. His cute canines. The laugh that you always love to hear. That voice.

You thought, Maybe he's here?

Obviously, he knows that you're always here every other week.

Maybe he came back.

You stood up from your seat and looked harder for whose laugh it belongs to. You rubbed your eyes and wiped your glasses at your shirt, squinting your eyes and extending your neck to look sharply. Scanning keenly the noisy surroundings, the people around you.

But he's nowhere to be seen.

There's no Mark here.

He is not here with you tonight.

He is not with you anymore.

You felt another known sharp sting in your chest.

And that pain you felt intensified when you heard Yugyeom tell you all in a loud voice, probably because of the drunken state he is now, “Whoa! Look at Mark hyung!”, holding his phone up, pointing at a posted photo of Mark on his Instagram that he uploaded a few minutes ago. You really tried not to look, but your eyes automatically glance at Yugyeom’s phone when you heard Mark’s name.

You bite your lip and swallowed to conceal your uneasiness and eagerness to see his face again. You felt your mouth dried when you saw his photo.

He became much, much, much more gorgeous than you could imagine.

You thought that he already has the most pretty face you’ve ever seen in your entire life.

Small face, high nose bridge, small alluring lips, his beautiful teeth that accentuates his whole features, and those doe eyes that brightens up his face when he smiles, your most favorite.

Just… his whole appearance is the vivid representation of an ethereal beauty.

Although it is a black and white photo, you can still see how much more gorgeous he has become. He’s now the cover model for a very well-known fashion and lifestyle magazine. He’s wearing a black leather beret and a black tank top, reflecting at a what you think is a window or something, flexing his side profile. A pure beauty. He really is made for this; you think to yourself.

You felt colder. Empty. You told yourself in a small voice, "...Manhattan must be really nice then."

So, here it is guys! My apologies for the late post 🙏🏼 But here it is anyways hehe. Thank you for those who are waiting and still want to read 😊

Also just a thought, I won't promise to put all GOT7 members in this AU unless they fit the characteristics I feel needed in this story.

I'll try to post the next chapter as soon as possible. Stay safe ya'll! -n. wang 💖

COVER, PROMPT

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 2 (working in progress)

CHAPTER 3 (working in progress)

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Imagine living a simple life with Mark in this house

Credits to Papa Tuan

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@via-instagram: Mark Tuan at the YSL Fashion show for Paris Fashion Week ✨️

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EATING YALL HOES UPPP omfg 😭🤦🏾‍♀️

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Haven’t met you yet| Mark

Masterlist (4/4)

Starring: MK x You

Tags: Mark Tuan, Fluff, Destiny, Waiting, Christmas, Bookworm, Nerd, Love, Fate

Total WC: 3075

An hour left before Christmas, Mark told you that he doesn’t believe in Santa Claus. He said he’d rather believe on the existence of aliens because he watched too much American movies about the extraterrestrial life. That sounded cool for you that you both share the same interest for the unknown life out there, but you don’t want to discredit Santa for giving you Mark to spend the Christmas eve with. He did not only hit the roof of your standards, but he exceeded them. He never cease to met all the bars for your ideal type and he’s never failed you so far with his vast array of knowledge of all the topics you guys are talking about in the past 2 hours. Guys for you are sexy if they can carry a proper conversation.

 “I swear to God if an alien comes out of nowhere, I’d let him take me and I’ll fly with him in a heartbeat.” You’re a whole lot better now that you’re sharing a lot of jokes and making fun of each other. Setting aside the world and the rest of the others. Just you, him and the wine under the starry sky.

 “Jesus, out of all the people in our planet, you chose to elope with someone from the outside world. In my case, I’d let them take me as long as they will show me how spaceships work so I could finally meet my childhood dream of becoming a space police, riding those cool ships and chasing bad aliens.” Your topic reached the outer space already but you’re now laying on the floor beside Mark, as you watch the open glass roof ceiling of the observatory with eyes wide awake.

 “What’s wrong with dating an alien? At least, I get to experience travelling to different galaxies and planets. So much for the trouble of chasing bad aliens for a living.” You snickered, earning his grumpy voice.

 “If you’re going to date alien, at least choose someone handsome.” He replied, placing both of his arms underneath his head.

 “I haven’t seen any handsome alien yet, I mean all the creatures that they show on tv are the ones with the big bald heads, oval shaped eyes, and lanky thin frames. I don’t think they’d fit the definition of handsome.” This is your first time watching under the stars on top of the freaking Namsan Tower observatory and you’re delighted to experience it on a Christmas day with Mark.

 “I am just right here beside you. I’m handsome since I was born, that’s already a given, I know. So just save yourself from the trouble of finding the alien guy of your dreams because Mark has come to save the unbothered princess from distress.” You don’t know if he’s still sober enough at this hour but you can tell that you aren’t drunk enough to be hearing this from him.

 “Handsome guy perks, a ticket to finding instant dates. Why do you even want to date me?” You turned to your side, facing him. You're curious and you want to get straight to the point.

 “Now that we’ve got to the topic of impressions, I think you’re quite interesting. That maybe you could make my Christmas eve a little less lonely, perhaps. Scratch that, maybe you could fit on all types of holidays and occasions. Maybe you’re a girl matched for all the seasons.” You felt giddy now that you’re facing each other, side to side, but still, you need to calm your high hopes for this guy.

 “If this is a date, I’m ditching you already.” You glanced at him quickly and was rewarded by his cute eye smile. Oh cupid, this is not fair play for showing up earlier than your scheduled season in February.

 “Why not? Am I not appealing to you? Come on. Try me." You watch his eyes examine your face, those hazelnut orbs are beautiful, and you want to train your eyes and treat them as their home. You never experienced staring at any guy for the longest time until tonight and all you can hear is the sound of him breathing, reciprocating your own rhythm. You aren’t aware that silence is actually too deafening when it’s the heart that does the talking. Those tall buildings appear smaller from a distant and they're glistening different hues and wavelength of bright lights, which are now witnesses to you finding love in the most unexpected way. But you don’t have the concrete definition of love because you haven’t felt it before. You just know and you can feel the unfamiliar zip of current travelling on your bloodstream. It’s just the two of you, and you’re under the supervision of the constellations in the open sky above, and it’s magical that you feel like these were the exact same stars that the first lovers saw on earth. How come it's too peaceful up there when you lay next to him? It’s a perfect moment for your exhausted soul to recover from your endless pursuits and maybe this is your fate taking its move. You are no daredevil to begin with and chasing ecstasy aren’t your cup of tea because you’re always craving for assurances in all the right places. But Mark is your risk and guarantee, all at once.

 It is really tiring to find something when you don’t even know what you’re searching for in the first place. One thing is for sure, you haven't met anyone so random and fascinating like him. He's unique, overflowing with charms and maybe a box full of surprises for you to discover. Deep down, you've been wanting to get to know him more and you're aware that you're crossing oceans knowing that you’ll meet him on the other end. It is very unlike you to just casually lower your guard down for someone upon your first meeting but when it comes to Mark, everything seems to magically untangle in all the right places.

 “Because I’m beginning to think that I misplaced my heart somewhere when it is still right here, intact on my rib cage. It’s just that my heart feels foreign to me now that you’re slowly owning up most of the empty spaces in my atrium.” He smiled like a panacea of all earthly ills and his smile could heal the world.

 “I am no poet, but Paulo Cuelho once said ‘if it’s still in your mind, it is worth taking the risk’. I could see the thrill of chase, the first time I laid my eyes on you last night and you never left my mind ever since I got to talked to you tonight. Actually, I’ve met you already a long time ago. So you need to catch up with me and we all have the days on our feet to go on a lot of spontaneous pursuits, and you’ll make up for the lost time that you’re supposed to have known me already.” He’s too good with words and you’re drowning and drowning and you never wanna be saved. You’ve encountered almost all kinds of contracts on your work already and you always make sure to read the terms and agreements regardless of the number of pages but when it comes to Mark, you’d gladly sign the papers right away even with your eyes closed. But something doesn’t feel right with what he is saying.

 "First of all, I haven’t met you yet not until this evening.” Maybe it’s the wine that’s getting you drunk, hearing things and such.

 “You wouldn’t believe me if I tell you that you’re the reason why I traded my Christmas in the US for a night here with you in Seoul for a blind date. I might sound stupid, but you should thank Jackson for all the credits. He introduced you to me a year ago and I stopped attending parties ever since my cousin did all the marketing strategy and such. It’s crazy right? For all I care, I’m tired of all things temporary so I trust my cousin when he said that you’ll give the permanence that I’m searching for. I don’t really know, I’m a random guy and I told my mom I’m hopping on a 14 hour flight to Seoul on Christmas eve to meet this girl so I went here for risk’s sake. And my luck has never failed me when you come to my place last night, barging in like some kind of an annoyed girlfriend coming home from a party. Damn, you nearly broke my unit’s lock system. You can claim your stuff at my place later when we go home, and you owe me a ‘Thank you’ because I saved you from carelessly sleeping into someone else’s bed. I respected your drunken state and I slept on the floor, so you have nothing to worry about. I’m just surprised that you disappeared in the morning all of a sudden without even saying anything.” You sat on your place, unable to process everything that he just said. You realized you’re so done, the heavens above could just open up and take you already because there isn’t any influence of wine taking over your completely sober minds. Everything is real and happening and you’re overwhelmed, and you don’t know what to do anymore.

 “WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT???!” You screamed to your shock, running all over the place like you killed somebody and you badly want to escape the room due to your embarrassment.

 “Wow, you even curse louder than I’ve imagined. It’s alright, Y/n. I’m fully aware that you love the scent of fabric conditioner because you can’t get enough of me last night. I can’t blame my parents for giving birth to myself. I left your stuff in my room, but I know I got something that you badly need right now.” He fished out your planner from the pocket of his coat, waving it like some kind of a show money in the air and you’d do what it takes to retrieve it back to your possession.

“Relax, I didn’t mean to interfere with your personal schedule, but I just saw a picture of pink roses at the back of your planner.” He gave you the planner and you hugged it like your world depended on it. He clapped his hands in the air and a guy came out of nowhere, carrying a bouquet of full-grown pink roses. It’s your first time receiving your favorite flowers from a guy and you feel like you don’t deserve Mark because he’s too good for you. Your eyes are now brimming in tears, knowing that God already gave the sign that you’re looking for. He’s standing right beside you and all you need to do is to take a leap, because it’ll be all or nothing.

 “Jackson, you’re so dead to me. He sold me even without my permission and now that you’re right here, I’m suing you as well because of the amount of emotional damaged you have caused to my system. Now I’ll never be the same again because you gave me an ocean when I’m only asking for some rain.” You’re crying because of happiness. He dried your tears and he hugged you, so tight, you never wanna let go of him anymore. He smells of fabric conditioner and you’re never going to shut up about it.

 "If only you can see yourself from my own perspective, you'd want to date yourself too. You sound scary whenever you want to sue someone because of something. First, it's my cousin Jackson and now you're suing me as well. That makes you interesting. A tough nut to crack. You're a challenge and I'm always up for the stakes of it. I'm not a perfect guy but we can save all the paralegal proceedings with just settling everything in our own terms, alright? I'm a man of my own words. I might be a pro player, but only in games for your reference, because I don't play with hearts, I win them. You just need to chill and worry about not falling too hard for me. Because I'm pretty sure, I'd beat you up to it." The man's got a way with his words. He's the definition of smooth and speed at the same time. But he's more than that. You like smart guys, you're attracted to their brains and you'll be placing all of your poker cards on the table for this sweet bounty.

 "I'm not sure if our personalities coincide or if our interests are compatible but I'm hoping that whatever it is, this mutual attraction tonight isn't just a one-time thing. Just so you know, Eunhee has given me enough stress with all the troublesome blind dates I've been to lately. All I’m asking is for you to be sincere and honest because once I let you in my life, you'll never be allowed to leave anymore." You glanced down on your fingertips, too afraid to enter a commitment, you feel like you're having a mini heart attack. You swear that Mark could really hear your heart pounding louder than ever.

 "Fate is really unpredictable. If you will ask, I'd rather believe in the existence of aliens more than Santa but what if he's really residing in the North Pole and he gave you to me as my Christmas present? I’m not going to run away because the chase is finally over. All you need to do is surrender yourself to me. No more buts, and what ifs. Only if you'll gonna agree to date me, my Dad will be really proud of raising a gambler just like him.” You could only wish for time to stop right there on your spot. You couldn’t ask for more, you began to doubt yourself if you really deserve all the good things that has come to your life. You wouldn’t want to wake up from this fantasy, but your eyes aren’t going to lie, there is love all over the place and you can see that it is real and happening this time.

 "I don't know much about you, but I would love for you to to bring me into another spontaneous trip of yours cause I'm absolutely up for more of your surprises." All you can ever hear is the sound of a loud bang with all the fireworks lightning up the sky in iridescent hues as you froze right on your spot, eyes wide open, when you felt his lips on yours in one swift chaste kiss. He's too gentle, you can feel his breath becoming one with yours. He pulled away and you both greeted each other a 'Merry Christmas' as a couple. That was your first kiss taken from you and it tasted sweeter than wine.

 “I want to let you know that I’m actually your secret Santa. I may have come to the party without bringing my gift, but I made sure to tag you here along with me so you could appreciate my gift in person. It's me, I'm the gift itself and I'm already yours, Y/n." Did he just show you an aegyo? Gosh, you almost melted with how cute he is. Mark must have been blessed with all the charms in the world. He showed you a piece of paper with your name written on it. You don’t believe in destiny until you brought out your own paper and saw his name written on it.

 “I didn't know if Eunhee and Jackson has something to do with this but I’m your Secret Santa too. If this isn't destiny, then I don't know what is. But you can have my heart for Christmas, and I hope you'd take care of it from now on.” You showed him his name written on the paper and everything became irrelevant all of a sudden. As if floating on a zero-gravity dimension, you felt like a lifeless feather on thin air but your heart is betraying you by falling too deep for this guy. He's a one chance in a lifetime, an answered prayer from your last lifetime and your sweet serendipity.

  "Now that everything went the way I wanted it to be, I'm up for another trip this New Year's eve, on your birthday." Just when you thought you've been blessed with so much this year, there are actually a lot more surprises to come.

 "Jackson has told you a looot about me, even my birthday, and I'm not going to be surprised about that. Anyways, what about the trip?". He reached for your hand and you felt delicate in his grasp. Too weak and too fragile but your heart is full and that's the only thing that matters.

 "My father is the CEO of TUAN RESIDENTIAL, a US based real estate developer which also means we are your firm's newest client. I know this is the craziest coincidence on top of everything, but I just discovered it this morning when I saw your planner and read the details about the meetings you've attended in the past week. I find out that you're actually part of the accounting firm that we hired. With that, I want to formally introduce their Vice President, Mark Tuan. We're acquiring a domestic corporation here in Seoul so we could expand our own line of business here in Korea. Trust me, this looks like a prank but I guess fate will really find a way for us to cross paths together no matter what. But we aren't talking about work here. Instead, are you ready for another surprise? I'm taking you with me in the US ahead of New Year’s Eve so you could meet my father and discuss a little about the liquidation proceedings. And of course, my mom would love to meet the reason why her son traveled to the other side of the world. She'll be glad that his eldest son will finally bring a girl in the house. So be prepared, Y/n, because we're leaving in the next 24 hours.”

  and all this time you thought 'why are people too patient when they are waiting?' Simply because you wouldn't want to come under prepared if love suddenly comes along your way when you least expect it.

    “WHAT THE HELL! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, MARK??????”

   “Cool. I like girls who cuss a lot.”

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Sensually Charged

Mark x Reader 

Word Count: 2550

Warning: Smut (Pregnancy) 

Author: Admin Jae 

You both were sweating bullets in bed, you felt yourself soaking the bedspread as he pulled on your warm walls with his pulsing length. He held your hands in place as he continued to snap your hips into you. Your legs were wrapped around him. You couldn’t get enough of him. His eyes were closed, savoring every moment, he was deep inside you. 

You both were coming undone, his breeding kink was in full force. “I can’t wait to put a baby inside you” he groaned in your ear. 

Just hearing him say those words were music to your ears. You spread your legs to the furthest you could get them. “Give me a baby please” you moaned loudly. 

Mark got up from the bed standing on the edge, he grabbed your legs and pulled you towards the edge with him. He held both hips in place, standing he pounds into you. Your breast shook in rhythm to him. Mark massaged your right breast while you massaged your left breast. Mark spread his legs a little,  his dick fully immersed inside of you. Your pussy created so much cream, it covered him entirely. 

Mark leaned in for a kiss, something about kissing in the middle of making love. “Fuck, Y/N. I’m about to cum” he said. He quickened his pace with hard strokes. 

“Cum inside of me” you whimpered. 

He froze and he let a soft grunt as his dick released cum into your pink canvas. You felt his liquid fill you up. 

You loved these moments with him. The sheer pleasure displayed on his face as his eyes remained closed. 

Mark kissed you as he slowly slipped out of you. Mark crawled onto the bed next to you. 

He smiled and placed his hand on your stomach. 

"I can't wait to have a baby with you" he whispered and pulled you closer to him. "Me too" you whispered back. Mark wrapped his arms around you with your back towards him. You both fell soundly asleep. 

…………………………………………..

"Come on babe, we're going to be late" Mark shouted. 

You were staring in the mirror, you didn't feel like yourself. You felt bloated, fatigued, your breasts were very sore to touch. You didn't want to go out. It must be that time of month. You sighed. 

"Babe, can't we just postpone?" You shouted from the bathroom. 

"Y/N, we have to get going, everyone is expecting us" he answered. "We're going to be late." 

You took a deep breath and exited the bathroom, you came down the steps. "Do I look fat in this dress?" You asked. 

"Why would you ask that? You look beautiful" he kissed you on the lips. "Are you ok?" He asked.

"I'm not feeling like myself right now but I'm going. When we get home, I'm going straight to bed" you stated. 

You and Mark arrived just in time, GOT7 were hosting a dinner party. Fellow idols from JYP and other companies were invited. 

You and Mark were enjoying yourselves and each other. The crowd were divided amongst themselves from the food, to the bar and the dance floor. 

You still weren't feeling like yourself, you placed a smile on your face. 

You stood by the bar, waiting for the bartender to finish making a margarita you ordered. You heard Jackson yelled "Y/N" as he ran to give you a hug. "Hey Jackson" you smiled. He hugged you tightly. "How's everything going?" he asked. "Everything is going great. I'm trying to get used to living here. I'm getting by slowly" you answered pleasantly as you sipped your margarita. 

You and Jackson both observed Mark from afar. "So how is everything with your solo debut?" you asked. "Everything is going well. Just constantly busy though. I find myself getting sick more often unfortunately" he answered. 

"I'm sorry to hear that, definitely take care of yourself. Your health comes first" you advised. He nodded. 

The margarita was not helping you relax. You breathed a little and placed your hand on your belly to stop the nausea. You swallowed hard holding everything in. 

"Hey, you don't look so good. Are you ok?" Jackson asked. 

You nodded and then smiled. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me." 

"You didn't look too good for a second there," Jackson said keeping his eye contact fixated. 

"It's alright, I'm ok" you assured him. 

Mark approached you two. "What are you two talking about?" He asked as he planted a kiss on your cheek. 

"We're talking about you of course" you laughed. "Care to dance with me?" he asked as he extended his hand. 

"I'd love too" you said as you took his hand. 

Mark guided you to the dancefloor, with his hands around your hips as you swung them in rhythm to the music. Mark smoothly followed in unison with your moves. He twirled you around and pulled you close to him. The volume of the music increased as the DJ changed the flow. 

As you continued to dance, your vision became blurry and your brain became foggy. You whispered to Mark, "I don't feel good". Your body became limp. You heard Mark shout for help. You passed out in his arms. 

…………………………………..

Your eyes slowly opened. You found yourself on the hospital bed with Mark asleep beside you holding your hand. 

You softly tightened your hand to wake him up. "Hey babe" you softly spoke. 

His eyes opened wide. 

"You had us all scared" Mark said kissing you on the lips. "How do you feel?" 

"I feel fine for now" you answered. 

"Were you feeling strange before we left for the party? "Why didn't you say anything?  We could have stayed home" he asked. 

"Yeah, I was feeling strange but I thought it was just my period this month" you replied. "I didn't mean to scare you". 

“I’m just glad you’re alright,” he smiled. “The doctors ran some tests to see if you are ok. They should be back in any moment” Mark stated. 

“What were you experiencing when you weren’t feeling like yourself?” he continued. You sighed. “I felt bloated, nauseous, fatigued, and my boobs hurt so bad".

"How do you feel now?" He asked. 

"I feel ok" you sighed. You both heard a soft knock on the door. The doctor peeped his head in with a clipboard in his hand. 

"Is this a bad time?" He asked cautiously. "No you're fine" you said leaning back against the bed. 

"You Miss, definitely caused a fright for everyone," the doctor advised. "We ran some tests. Good news, you're not sick. Nothing fatal but we are gonna have to keep a close eye on you" he suggested. 

You had a visibly confused look on your face. "Wait why?" You asked. 

The doctor stared at you and Mark. "Well, all the symptoms you were having Miss," he smiled. "I'm here to congratulate the both of you" he paused. "Your pregnancy test came back positive". 

Your mouth dropped. "I'm pregnant" you said in disbelief. 

"Yes, you are. About 5 weeks pregnant actually" he added. 

The biggest smile appeared on Mark's face. He was in disbelief. He jumped up out of his seat and hugged you tightly. "Thank you Doctor," Mark said. "No problem, I'll leave you two be. If you give me a few minutes, Y/N is fine to be released" Doctor advised. "Thank you" you whispered. 

Mark grabbed your cheeks and dove for a kiss. You kissed him back. You slightly pulled away as he was beginning to form tears of joy. "You're pregnant" he whispered. "Yeah, I am" you felt tears forming. You both were so happy, Mark held you tightly for a few more minutes. "I can't wait to tell my family," Mark said. "And everyone else" you added. 

He kissed you some more. 

The doctor came back to release you. You and Mark left to go home during the car ride neither you and him could stop touching your belly. You knew this was going to be a life changing journey for the both of you. Inviting a little one into the world surrounded by loving friends and family. 

Mark was all over you when you two arrived home. His hands were all over you. He couldn't stop smiling. You made all the arrangements to step up a schedule to see an OB/GYN. 

"Yeah, she's fine. She's doing much better. Yeah she was released from the hospital last night" Mark was on the phone with someone. You looked over to see Mark mouthed his parents. They call him occasionally to check on both you and wonder if you'll come visit LA again. 

"Mom..Dad. There's something we need to tell you" he started. Mark placed the phone on speaker for you both to make the announcement. 

"What's the good news?" His mother asked. 

"We're pregnant!" You both exclaimed. 

"WHAT!?" you hear his mother scream. "OMG, ARE YOU SERIOUS?" you hear Mark's sister shout in the background. "Yes. I am 5 weeks pregnant actually" you added. 

"CONGRATULATIONS TO THE BOTH OF YOU. I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU TWO!" his mother shouted. 

"What, what's going on?" You heard Mark's father ask. "MARK AND Y/N ARE HAVING A BABY!" his mother exclaimed further. 

"Mark! Is this true?" His father asked in disbelief. 

"Yes, Dad. You both are going to be grandparents again" Mark smiled. 

You heard a moment of silence. You heard both his parents sniffing in the background. You knew they were happy. 

"Mark, Y/N. We are so happy for you too" his mother continued "We have to come see you now, we can plan a trip to come. We don't want to intrude so let us know whenever is a good time for you two" she suggested. "We will Mom, don't worry" Mark assured her. 

"We're gonna go now. I want to give Y/N my undivided attention" Mark kissed you on the forehead. 

Mark said goodbye to his parents and crashed on the couch with you as you scoured the internet on which pregnancy books to order. Mark placed his hand on your belly and pulled you close to him. "We did it babe" he whispered. "Yeah, we did" you smiled. 

"You think it's too early for names?" he asked. 

"Yes, it is. We have a whole nine months to think of names for the baby. We don't even know the sex yet" you advised him. 

"True but it won't hurt to start, maybe we'll change our minds later" he said as he kissed you on the lips. 

"Would you care if I got bigger from the pregnancy?" You asked. He scoffed at your question. "Why would you ask that?" 

"I don't know. You know my body is going to have to adjust to the baby" you shrugged your shoulders. 

"Y/N, I don't care. As long as you and the baby are fine. It doesn't matter to me" Mark said. 

"I love you" 

"I love you too"

………………………

By the end of next month, you had a small round belly. Your breasts grew larger. Mark couldn't keep his hands off of you. 

"Babe, I'm cooking" you smiled as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. "I know, I just can't help myself" Mark whispered in your ear as he continued to rub your breasts with his fingers rubbing your nipples. Since your pregnancy started, your body became more sensitive to his touches. Easily aroused, Mark slipped his hand inside your panties rubbing your soaking pussy. Mark kissed your neck, made his fingers deeper inside of you. “Fuck” you moaned. 

“If we keep this up, we’re going to burn the food” you warned. “We can always make some more,” he smiled. 

You placed on low for it to simmer, so you could focus all your attention on him. Mark pulled you towards the kitchen counter in the corner of the kitchen. Mark pulled your panties down. You sat on top of the kitchen counter with your legs opened. Mark undressed himself, he stroked himself, biting his bottom lip. You motioned him to come. He followed pursuit leaning forward between your legs to start off by kissing you. You kissed him back, he moaned. You felt his pulsating member rub against your entrance. Mark took his dick and rubbed it against your warm lips. You felt yourself seeping out onto the floor underneath you. Mark amazed how much juice you produced, he used his mouth to slurp off of you. He motioned his tongue around your clit. You gasped and rolled your eyes back in pleasure. “Mark, baby” you shuttered. Mark didn’t stop, his mouth was over your pussy, his tongue rotating. You grabbed his head of hair urging him to go further inside. “Damnit Mark”. 

He stopped and kissed you. He entered you slowly. You sucked your breath in worry if this would harm the baby. "It's ok, the baby will be fine," Mark reassured as he slid further in.  You nodded in agreement. Mark pulled you closer to him, snapping  his hips into you. With your sense heightened, your pussy was so sensitive to the touch, you felt your legs begin to tremble. “You’re so beautiful, Mark moaned. Your pussy was drowning him in a pool of cream. Mark rubbed his thumb against your clit as he pulsed inside of you. “Mark, I don’t think I can hold on any longer” you said as you felt yourself about to give out. Mark kept going. “Mark!” you moaned louder. Mark knew you have reached your limit. He backed out of you. The full force of your liquids squirted out, dripping even more. It was not what you expected. You felt like you doubled over in orgasms. Mark kissed you. “How do you feel?” he asked. “I feel good but drained,” you smiled. “You soaked the floor” he chuckled. “I know, I’m sorry” you said. “Don’t be” Mark kissed your forehead. 

“I never thought we would be able to do anything like this” you moaned as he plummeted  inside of you again. “Me neither” he smiled.  

You grabbed his hips to fill all of him stroking inside, disappearing inside of all your folds. Mark rolled his eyes back fully immersed in the moment. “Mark, I can’t-” 

“I’m almost there baby” he whispered as his pace rapidly increased. He was close to cumming. You felt yourself about to make another release. Before you could say his name again. “Go ahead baby, come for me.” 

Second release, your juices flowed again. Mark came along with you. Both cum and juice mixed together in the heat of the moment. He tapped his dick against your wet folds again for more to come out. Your legs violently shook. You were done for today. Your body was slipping. Mark placed his arms around you and helped you to the bedroom to sleep. Mark pulled the covers over you. “Mark” you said softly as you felt yourself falling asleep. “Hm”. 

“That was amazing,” you smiled. 

“I’m glad. No matter how much your body changes, I love you. You are beautiful. Don’t ever forget that”. 

You smiled. “I won’t”. 

“Good” he kissed your forehead and silently closed the room door behind him to clean up the mess you both made and finish cooking dinner. 

Ya’ll I have sinned. I have never wrote anything liked this before. lol I enjoyed writing this and I hope you guys enjoy reading this. Happy Reading! <3 ;) 

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Discussing having kids/ Talk to start a family

Finding out and tell to him

Telling to other members

First Trimester

First Ultrasound

He notices your little bump

Cravings and Mood swings

First Kick

Finding out the gender

Pick out the name

Shopping for the baby

Baby Shower

Intercacting with baby

Baby’s Class

Third Trimester

Making a birth plan

Final Preparations

You are in labor

Labor Delivery Pt.1

Labor Delivery Pt. 2

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