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jalapeno-princess · 3 years

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Hey Santa

Mark Tuan X Reader

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Genre: Fluffity fluff

Summary: Christmas has always been your favorite holiday, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to be all that happy this year since your favorite person in the entire world is currently thousands of miles away on a business trip. However, Santa always seems to have a few tricks up his sleeve and this Christmas turns out not that bad after all.

The lights and festive decorations surrounded all throughout town were a constant reminder that Christmas was just around the corner—five days to be exact. As excited as you wish you could have been right now, especially because winter just so happened to be your favorite season and Christmas was your favorite holiday for many different reasons, you couldn’t find it in yourself to really get in to the Christmas spirit this year.

If anything, you felt like the grinch. Witnessing how happy everyone you were surrounded by—your family, friends and colleagues did make you feel the least bit jealous.

Just last year, you were the one trying to get everyone in to the Christmas spirit. You set up your Christmas tree in your apartment a week before Thanksgiving. You stayed up with your boyfriend Mark making dozens of different cookies to pass out, the two of you decorated the tree to the best of your abilities—or at least tried your best to.

You’d cuddle up on the couch together watching a bunch of your favorite Christmas movies and hummed along to some of the best Christmas songs; new and old while washing dishes or doing the laundry. Last year had to be the best year, especially because it was your first Christmas together as a couple.

He brought you to see the lights; something you’ve been indirectly hinting towards wanting to do, you brought him ice skating—one of the only activities you did better at than him, he invited you to go snowboarding and sledding with his family up in the mountains and on Christmas Day, he gave you the prettiest heart shaped necklace and told you he loved you for the first time after five months of dating.

Maybe it was because you had the time of your life the previous year with the man you called your soulmate and now you were miserable and lonely. Mark was currently away on a business trip in Japan, trying to secure one of the biggest business deals that could bring his company a lot of success.

You had a hard time understanding why his boss felt the need to send him just days away from Christmas but you didn’t want him knowing that it bothered you. Your boyfriend was one of the youngest department supervisors at one of the top technology companies in the country.

Not only was he extremely intelligent; graduating with his master’s degree in business at only 24-years-old, but he was very passionate in his field of work and he did anything and everything in his power to help bring the company as much publicity and prosperity as he possibly could. You admired his work ethic and how determined he was to excel in his career, but you would have preferred for him to be with you right now.

It was currently snowing in California and there was nothing more that you wanted than to be cuddled up in bed with Mark—a tangle of limbs underneath your blankets watching the snow fall against your window while drinking some hot chocolate and stealing sweet kisses from one another.

If Mark were to come home and saw how dull and empty the current state your apartment had been because you had no desire to do anything merry—he would have been upset. He loved Christmas as much if not just a little bit more than you did—so you were sure he wouldn’t have been too happy if he found out you were having such a horrible time.

On the day that he found out about his trip, he was visibly upset. He wasn’t as verbal as he was physical with you—clinging on to you like a sloth. Following you all around the apartment like a lost puppy and holding you in his embrace as you cooked dinner for the two of you. It was then—mid bite of his shrimp pasta—Mark admitted that he tried to prolong telling you about the trip because he knew you would be devastated.

Honestly, that had to be the understatement of the year. You were heartbroken beyond belief. This year, your grandparents were flying down for your younger cousin’s graduation and it’s been at least two years since you’ve seen them, so you expected this holiday season to be one for the books. However, you didn’t take his absence so lightly. Your boyfriend has left on business trips multiple times for weeks and even months on end.

Sure, you hated any moment spent without him by your side and talking to him through your phone and computer screens weren’t the same as having him there with you in person—but you did your best to be a supportive girlfriend by not showing an ounce of distress. It’s just that—Christmas came around once a year; you suffered through work and school; crying while staying up and studying for exams—being scolded at work for things that were out of your control. You waited all year for this one day and now it was ruined.

You hated the fact that you were acting so childish, there was nothing he could do. It wasn’t as if he could tell his higher ups that he didn’t want to go—no matter how much he didn’t want to. Mark even nonchalantly tried to reschedule the trip, but the director already purchased his ticket.

He made it a habit to call you right before a meeting, before he went to bed, right before you went to sleep and when you woke up in the morning. Hearing that Japan was decked out in Christmas decorations and how even their food was festive made you wish you could have taken off from work to be there with him. You didn’t care where you ended up spending the holidays, all you cared about was who you spent it with and the only person whose presence you craved the most was more than 5,000 miles away and 19 hours ahead of you.

Working at your family’s Christmas annual “Santa’s Workshop” that they held every year since before you were even born never failed to bring you so much joy. When your cousin was diagnosed with Leukemia when the two of you were only 6-years-old, your aunty decided after seeing all the children in the hospital not able to celebrate Christmas as they probably would have wanted to—that she would give them and their families a chance to have their own little private festival in one of the hospital ballrooms so that the kids could get a visit from Santa Claus along with toys that were donated from families all across of California. You loved being able to do something like this; you wanted to give back to the less fortunate and seeing the bright and hopeful smiles on all the adorable little children’s faces always seemed to make your heart flutter.

How could you be so selfish—letting the fact that Mark wasn’t there with you get in the way of your happiness when there were little ones who were suffering through some really tough battles. But you were only human; you hardly ever got to see Mark as it was—and that said a lot considering that you lived together. His job took up most of his time and you did your best to hide the fact that being his second priority bothered you.

Trying to take on more hours at work in order to take your mind off of the distance in your relationship wasn’t enough to cover up how much you were falling apart at the seams. Mark Tuan was the love of your life—your life revolved around him. He was genuinely the biggest blessing that you couldn’t even fathom in to words how grateful you were to be the lucky one who got to love him and was vehemently loved by him. You missed him even when you were with him. You felt pathetic—allowing someone to have this much power over you, but that just showed how much you loved him with your entire being.

As much as you would rather have been locked up in your room watching home alone reruns while stuffing your face—being dressed up as an elf and assisting the children as they made their way one by one on to Santa’s lap; telling him what they each wanted for Christmas wasn’t all too bad. It was actually the best thing to happen so far since December came around. You found yourself smiling every time one of the patients beamed up at Santa Claus.

Honestly, nine hours went by faster than you would have expected it to. Observing the way the kids would grin in delight after receiving a present tugged on your heartstrings and opened your eyes to the idea that Christmas was so much more than asking for and getting all the items on your Christmas list. It was seeing these hopeful little faces gleam even for only a few moments. You might have missed your boyfriend dearly, but you knew he would make up for lost time once he finally arrived back like he always did.

After the last child got a gift from Santa and made their way back to their hospital room, you and your cousins began to close up shop—turning off the lights on the tree, folding up some of the poster boards and just preparing everything for the next day when you heard someone gently whisper your name.

You smiled softly at the older man; he was a friend of your uncle’s who has been dressing up as Santa for longer than you could remember. You made your way towards him and laughed softly to yourself when he patted his lap.

“Do my old eyes deceive me or is your smile not as sincere as it usually is? what’s wrong y/n? you’re always so bright and cheery this time of year but these days, your excitement seems so forced.”

Releasing a sad sigh, you were well aware you couldn’t lie to him; he already knew there was something bothering you so there was no point in hiding what was currently clouding your entire thought process.

“You’re going to think it’s silly—“

“Your feelings aren’t silly y/n. You’re only human, it’s okay to be sad sometimes, even during the most wonderful time of the year. I’m sure you haven’t told anyone else what’s wrong, so why don’t you tell Santa? Maybe I have a gift for you that might uplift your spirits.”

You were too busy staring at the ground in disappointment to notice the glint in his eye—but you didn’t want to keep him waiting. It was late, you were sure he wanted to go home just as much as you did, so you poured your heart out to the older man.

“My boyfriend—he’s currently on a business trip in Japan and I just—I don’t know, I miss him dearly and I just wish he could have been home for the holidays and now I feel like a grumpy little scrooge.”

He laughed lightly while gently squeezing your arms as a way to comfort you. Admitting it out loud sounded so pathetic but it also made you feel lighter in a way. Telling someone else of your problems felt good; it took a huge weight off of your shoulders, but it didn’t feel the void Mark always seemed to cause whenever he had to leave.

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with moping around because of that. The holiday season is the time you want to spend with your loved ones the most. Your parents told me about him a few months ago—Mark is it? He sounds like a really great guy and your mom seems impatient waiting for the two of you to get married. I’m sorry about the unfortunate situation y/n, but just think about it this way, you’ll have many, many more Christmases to spend with him. Don’t let this one circumstance ruin the way you look at this glorious wintertime. If you’ll excuse me, I have to use the bathroom, I’ll be right back.”

He was right; it has only been almost two years since you and Mark began dating, but you knew he was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. You sat there for a few minutes, looking at your phone to see if Mark had gotten in contact with you and you let out a sad sigh when you realized there was nothing. He did say he had meetings to attend the entire day—so you understood that he was probably busy, but it didn’t make you feel all that much better.

Finally, you could see in your peripheral vision that the older man arrived back and motioned for you to get up before sitting back down and had you take your spot back on his knee.

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before—I love that man with every single breath that I take. Waking up next to him—feeling his heartbeat against mine, I can’t explain how exuberant he makes me feel. Every time we’re together, it’s like we’re in our own little worlds. He’s been so busy these days and sometimes I feel as though I’m a burden to him. I’m sure he’s probably exhausted after coming home from work, but he never fails to do whatever it is that I want to do together just to make me smile. I want nothing more to marry him one day—maybe I should fly up to Japan and surprise him—“

“I don’t think that would be the best idea right now.”

You frowned at his words; wasn’t he encouraging you earlier to try and make the best of the next two weeks until the new year? What made him change his mind in the few minutes while he was away? Before you could ask him about what he could have meant, he wrapped his hands around your waist and placed his chin on top of your shoulder.

You were surprised at the sudden movement—you didn’t want to seem rude and push him away because you were now feeling uncomfortable, but you didn’t know how to feel. However, before you could say or do anything, he brought his mouth up to your ear and whispered softly before placing a gentle kiss right below your ear.

“If you go to Japan, then we won’t be able to celebrate the holidays together babe.”

Your eyes widened in shock—how could you not differentiate between the two voices? Maybe you were too deep in your self pity to notice—but you flung your arms around his neck and smashed your lips against his. Your boyfriend smiled against your mouth and depend the kiss as his hands made their way down to your lower back.

“Mark you ass! I was about ready to sock a family friend in the face, why didn’t you tell me you were coming home? You knew how miserable I’ve been—“

He stole a wet kiss from the corner of your mouth; his way to silence you before playfully squeezing one of your thighs.

“I’ve been just as miserable baby. I’m sorry, I was actually debating on whether or not I should tell you—but your mom told me that it would be a lot more fun if I surprised you. You’re well aware that I can’t keep secrets for shit. I almost blurted it out last night when you told me how rough your day was. None of that matters though—I’m here now and I have a lot planned for us. I’ve missed you so fucking much baby. Don’t get me wrong, Japan is such an amazing country—but fuck, I feel so numb when you’re not by my side. By the way, I feel the same exact way about you y/n. You’re my entire world. I love you so—so very much. I don’t think there’s enough words in the English dictionary to form a sentence perfect enough to describe what it is that I feel for you. I’m sorry—so fucking sorry that you think my job means more to me than you do. Nothing in this entire world means even half as much to me as you do. I’m at fault for making it seem that way, but I plan on spending the rest of my life showing you and telling you otherwise. Now, there are a few mistletoes that have our names on it—why don’t you let me make up for not being around as much as I should. This Christmas will be a lot more astounding, that’s a promise.”

He reconnected your lips together, not being able to stay away from your lips for too long. You really did miss this. Being held by him, feeling him lick on your bottom lip—nonverbally asking for entrance, having him run his fingers through your hair. Mark was your home—you always felt so safe in his arms and God, you’ve been homesick for quite some time. After a couple minutes of fervently making out, you grabbed at his hand and pulled him up with you—laughing at how the santa suit he was currently wearing practically swallowed his silhouette.

“You’re such an adorable Santa Clause.”

He playfully rolled his eyes at your comment as you led him to the back in order to get your things. Mark made sure you weren’t paying attention as he tapped on his leg to make sure the velvet box was still safely in his pocket. If you thought his early arrival home was already quite the surprise, he couldn’t wait to see the look on your face when he were to pop the question he’s been wanting to ask you from the beginning of your relationship. This Christmas was definitely going to be one for the books, and he couldn’t wait.

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mermaidsneedwater · 3 years

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christmas with you | chapter three

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It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

There were definitely many perks to being a K-pop star’s fake girlfriend. One of them being that they exclusively traveled in business class.

“We’re going by business?!” You exclaimed looking at the ticket.

“Of course, it’s a long flight. I don’t want us to be uncomfortable.” Mark shrugged.

“Yeah but you should’ve booked me by economy.” You said quietly. “I don’t know if I have the money to pay you back.”

“Pay me back? Are you crazy?” Mark scoffed. “You’re doing me a huge favor. This is the least I can do.”

Unable to argue with him, you followed him and dragged your own carry on aboard the aircraft. The two of you sat in the lavish seats, leather and extremely spacious. Taking in the experience, you were blissfully unaware of the dopey grin plastered on your face.

As Mark watched you settle in, and then accept the mimosa an air hostess was serving he decided to speak “Is this your first time in business?”

“That obvious huh?” You laughed, sipping on the alcoholic beverage. “I usually just suffer through a flight and enjoy the destination.”

“It’s cute.” He shrugged. “So since we have a long flight ahead, we can use this time to do some prep. Go over my family, what this week is going to look like, all that stuff.”

You sat up in your seat a little straighter, remembering that this was an arrangement and not a vacation. “Right.”

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“Do you see them?”

“I’m not sure mom, he said they landed at three o’clock.”

“When is Uncle Mark going to get here? I’m hungry!”

Mark’s family waited anxiously by baggage claim, hoping to catch a glimpse of him and more importantly you.

Spotting the crowd, Mark cursed under his breath.

“Oh shit. They’re here already. I’m going to hold your hand, take my arm okay?”

Following his gaze, you wrapped your arm around his. “Here we go.”

“Mark?! I see him! I see him!” His mother squealed. “And he brought her too!”

Mark’s mother, sister, and one of his nieces rushed up to him. The three women engulfed him in a hug, causing his arm to break his old on your hand.

“You’ve gotten so skinny!” His mother announced, disappointed. “I’m feeding you first thing when we get home.”

“Mom, let him breathe a little. It was a long flight.” His sister attempted to get their mother to let go of him.

Clinging to his leg, Mark looked down to see his eldest niece, Kylie, attached to him.

“Hi there.” He grinned at the little girl. He reached down and scooped her in his arms, throwing her up in the air.

The little girl giggled and cried out in excitement as she was tossed up in the air like a rag doll.

“Oh my goodness, where are my manners? I’m Dorine.” Mark’s mother turned to you. Without further warning, she wrapped her arms around you and gave you a warm hug.

“Oh!” You said, slightly shocked at her affection. “Hi, I’m Y/N.”

“I’m Tammy.” His sister smiled at you. “And this is Kylie.”

She pointed to the little girl still playing with Mark.

“It’s so nice to finally put a face to the girlfriend!” Dorine commented. “Mark never tells us anything, so we’re going to love getting to know you.”

Awkwardly grinning, you looked at Mark. “Yeah, that sounds like Mark.”

“Okay! Should we go?” Mark interrupted. “I can drive, it’s been a while since I’ve gotten to use my license.”

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The ride home was as expected. Full of questions, mostly from Mark’s mother.

Where were you from? What did you do for a living? How long did you know Mark? What was your family like?

You couldn’t blame his family though, they seemed thrilled at the idea of Mark having a girlfriend. It appeared that he didn’t really discuss his love life with them.

Every so often Mark would catch a glimpse of you in the rear view mirror. He was surprised at how naturally you blended in with his family. It was hard to believe that only a week ago he’d asked you to be his girlfriend, well fake girlfriend.

As the car finally pulled up into the driveway of Mark’s home, you took in the sight. The house was like any other, ordinary and plain. It reminded you that Mark was just a normal person with a family who missed him.

As everyone piled out of the car, Mark’s mother unlocked the door to her house and Mark carried both of your suitcases in.

“Where’s Milo?” Dorine asked, turning to Mark.

“Jinyoung took him home with him for Christmas.” Mark explained. “Milo loves him.”

“Oh that’s good.”

“Alright, Kylie and I will head home. We’ll come back for dinner.” Tammy told everyone. “Say goodbye Kylie.”

The little girl came and hugged her grandmother, uncle and then finally you.

“Bye everyone, see you later!” She said happily before skipping off.

“Bye guys, see you.” Tammy waved goodbye before getting in her own car and driving off.

With the two of them gone, Dorine turned to the two of you. “I’m sure you two want to freshen up. I’ve already put fresh sheets and towels in your bedroom Mark” She told two of you, “Your father will be back in the evening.”

“Thanks Mrs. Tuan.” You smiled, grabbing a bag for Mark.

“Y/N, please call me Dorine.” She insisted. “I’ll be downstairs if you guys need anything.”

Dorine made her way to the couch and sat back, relaxing and turning on the television.

Mark looked over his shoulder and motioned for you to come upstairs. Following him up the staircase, you were in awe of his bedroom.

Unlike his apartment, the room was filled with posters and pictures of Mark’s childhood. Setting down your bag in the room, you walked around and examined the relics of his past.

“Your hair was so… spikey.” You held back a laugh as you looked at a picture of Mark and his prom date.

“Yeah, yeah.” Mark scoffed. “Get all your laughs out now.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just- after your debut you look so different.”

“Yeah, now I’m handsome.”

“No, you’re just different.” You shook your head. “Anyway, you can shower first.”

Mark glanced at you, and then shook his head. “Okay.”

As he turned away to head to the bathroom he stopped in his tracks at the side of the bed. “Oh, we’re going to need a sleeping arrangement. I can sleep on the floor.”

“What? Don’t be ridiculous! It’s just for a couple of nights. We’ll separate the sides with pillows.” You insisted.

“Are you sure? I really don’t mind sleeping on the floor.” Mark said.

“Mark, I’m sure.” You reassured him. “Now go shower! You stink.”

“Hey!” Mark wrinkled his nose up. “Alright I’m going, I’m going.”

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definitelyseven · 4 years

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it was always you

summary: in a twisted turn of events, you find yourself naked in the bed of your best friend, Mark Tuan

“Y/N, do you want to sleep in my castle again tonight?” Mark’s niece asked, running up to you.

“No, she can’t,” Mark responded, making you laugh. “You need to sleep in your own room tonight and Y/N will sleep in my room.” You elbowed him gently to stop him from speaking nonsense in front of his niece.

“Not tonight sweet pea. I’m afraid I’m getting old and my back can’t take the floor another night,” you tell her while stroking her head. She pouts and walks away from you and Mark. “She’s so cute. I hate saying no to her.”

“But you’re okay with saying no to me?” he scoffs jokingly. You rolled your eyes at him. “Just one night for you and me,” he whispered in your ear. “It’s been days.”

You hummed in agreement, letting his silly remarks slide this time.

“Y/N! Will you please come here?” Mark’s mother called from the kitchen. You turned to look at Mark to see if he knew anything, but he shakes his head. The both of you head to the kitchen to meet Mark’s mom. She quickly shoos Mark away, leaving the two of you alone in the kitchen.

You walked upstairs to Mark’s room, touching the new necklace around your neck.

“What did Mom want?” Mark asked as soon as you opened the door.

“Look,” you said to Mark, flashing the diamond necklace at him before turning to face the mirror. He comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“It’s beautiful on you,” he compliments.

“She said she wanted to give it to her new daughter-in-law and made me promise something.”

“What promise?”

“She made me promise to give her a grandchild,” you whispered, turning to face Mark and wrapping your arms around his neck. He smiles wide, leaning his forehead on yours.

“What did you say?”

“I said I’ll give her more than one,” you blushed avoiding his eyes. He laughs, lifting your chin to look at him.

“Well, let’s get started!” he said lifting you up in his arms, towards the bed. Little did he know that you haven’t gotten your period in 2 months. You didn’t mean to stop taking birth control, but sometimes you’d forget and now that you and Mark were engaged, it didn’t seem to matter anymore. You haven’t told him about it yet because you wanted to know for sure before telling him. You didn’t want him to be excited for nothing.

He cups your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his. No matter how many times you’ve kissed him, it still made your heart race and your cheeks red every time. Mark was right, it has been days since you were intimate with him. You were so caught up with Mark’s nieces that you’ve neglected him.

As quickly as he removes your top, your bra was gone in just seconds.

“You don’t even know how much I missed this,” he said before wrapping his mouth on your breast, flicking his tongue up and down against your breast. You moaned in pleasure, tangling your fingers in his hair. You squirmed underneath him, feeling your core moisten and sticking to your panties.

Mark leaves sloppy wet kisses across your chest and down your stomach, stopping right above your panties. He spreads your legs apart, “Already wet,” he whispered with a smirk.

“Please...” you begged, making his smirk widen. He loved when you begged to be touched. Mark slides your panties down, and throws them across his room. Giving you no time to be shy, he dives right into your core, lapping up all your juices. You threw your head back in pleasure, “Fuck..” you murmured. His tongue meticulously flicks over your bud, making you thrust forward. Mark quickly grabs ahold of your waist to stop you from moving. He inserts his fingers into your core in one swift motion, his mouth never leaving your clit. You moved your hips in sync with his finger - as he thrusted his fingers in, you thrusted forward. When you felt your core clench on his fingers, you pulled lightly on his hair, pulling him away from your core. “I’m close...”

With your juices still on his lips, he leans down to give you a kiss. You reached for his pants, pulling them down as he helped kicked them off. You got on your knees and leaned down in front of his length. He sat back and grabbed your hair into his hand, curling it into a fist. Your eyes looked up at him as you opened your mouth to take him in. You didn’t hesitate to put his cock all the way to the back of your throat because you knew he liked the feeling of you choking on him. He moans and tugs on your hair harder, thrusting himself forward. With each thrust, the saliva that pooled in your mouth escaped your lips. You could feel your own juices run down your legs, your clit aching to be touched. You moaned against his cock as you gave him one last hard and long suck. He pulls on your hair harder this time, removing your mouth from his cock. You leaned down further to his balls, taking one in your mouth and sucking on it like candy. His moans grew louder as you felt his cock twitch in between your hands. You knew he was close.

“Let me ride you baby,” you said as you got on top of him, wiping the saliva off your chin. You continued to tease him by brushing his tip on your clit, mixing his precum with your own juices.

“Baby...”

“Mhmmm,” you said before guiding his tip into your core and slowly inserting it in you a bit before quickly pulling it out. You did this a couple of times before he grabs a hold of your waist and gives you the look, like you’re about to be punish if you keep doing this.

You slowly sank down on him, moaning at how he filled you up. No matter how many times you’ve taken him, you still needed time to adjust to him. The blood that was rushing towards his length warmed you up inside. You spread your legs further apart, pushing yourself further down on him, moaning when his tip touches your favorite spot. You moved your hips up and down on him as you held onto his shoulders for support. “Fuck baby,” Mark said as he moved in sync with your body.

“Uncle Mark!” the both of you looked at each shocked. “Uncle Mark!”

It was one of his nieces. You quickly pushed him off of you, scared that she might walk in on you two having sex. Mark pulled his boxers up as you covered yourself under the blanket.

“What is it?” Mark replied, searching for his t-shirt on the floor.

“Can you read me a bed time story?”

“Can you ask Mommy?”

“I want you to read me a story!” his niece whined on the other side of the door. You looked at him and nodded, telling him it was okay for him to go read to her.

“Mark, if you don’t come read to her, I’m coming in!”

You laughed at Mark’s sister. He rolled his eyes and replied, “Okay, I’ll be there in a second. Go pick a book.” He looked over at you with apologetic eyes.

“It’s okay baby,” you said leaning up to kiss him. “We should probably get use to this if we want kids,” you joked. He laughed at how optimistic you were at the situation.

"Hi Dr. Oh, thank you for seeing me today,” you said taking a seat across from the doctor.

“Of course, Y/N. Tell me how you’re feeling.”

“I think I’m pregnant. I haven’t had my period in two months,” you explained to her.

“Well, let me see your blood results,” she said flipping through your files. “Oh, Y/N...”

“What is it? Is the baby okay?”

“I’m sorry to tell you this, but you’re not pregnant,” she said with her brows furrowed together.

“Oh...but my period,” you said confused.

“You said you were planning for a wedding. It must be the stress that’s delaying your period,” she said reaching over to grab a hold of your hand. “There’s one more thing,” she said. You were so sure you were pregnant, how could you be so wrong about your own body? “The check up you did, I’m afraid it’s showing that the chances of you having a child is less than 1%.”

“W-what?” you said tears forming in your eyes. “N-no, there must be some kind of mistake.”

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. There are other options, we can find you a surrogate.”

“N-no, thank you Dr. Oh.”

You felt like you couldn’t breathe. The world crumbing on top of your chest. Last night, you were just promising Mark’s mom a grandchild and today the doctor is telling you the chances are slim. How were you going to tell Mark?

“Y/N?” you hear someone call. Looking up, you see two familiar faces - JB and Sana. Your heart stopped. It was the first time seeing them since the wedding rehearsal and you were sure they didn’t know about your recent engagement.

“Um h-hi,” you said clearing your throat and your thoughts about your earlier appointment with Dr. Oh. Sana looked different, she looked happy. You couldn’t help but notice the baby stroller she was pushing and the baby inside it.

She had a baby?

“Want to grab a cup of coffee?” JB asked as Sana and the baby step into the doctor’s office. “How have you been?”

“Good. I’ve been good,” you said with a subtle smile. “You?”

“Good,” he responded and then there was silence. To say it was awkward was an understatement.

“I,” the both of you said at the same time, making you both laugh.

“You first,” you tell him as you take a sip out of your coffee.

“Congratulations.”

“H-how did you know?” you asked, shocked. JB pointed to the ring on your finger and you laughed. “Right.”

“With Mark?” he asked and you nodded. “I’m happy for you.”

“I am happy,” you tell him except for the fact that you just found out you wouldn’t be able to have children. “Listen, when did Sana get pregnant? The baby...”

“You should ask Sana yourself. She’s coming out soon,” he smiled. The fact that he was avoiding your question made you even more suspicious. The baby couldn’t be more than two years old which would mean she was pregnant around the time Mark left her.

What if she was pregnant with his baby? It couldn’t be though, right? He confirmed with the doctor.

You walked into the shop for your wedding dress fitting. Mark was already waiting for you there. You didn’t know how to face him - less than 1% is nearly impossible and seeing how much Mark adored kids you couldn’t marry him without him knowing. You couldn’t burden him like that.

“Baby,” Mark said with a big smile on his face. He was already changed into his tuxedo. He walked over to you with a bow tie in his hands. “Help me...” he whined cutely. You gave him a small smile before taking the bow tie out of his hands. “Do you like this tux?”

“Mark...” you said looking down at your feet. “Let’s cancel the wedding.”

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dont-hit-the-tuan-blog · 7 years

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Got7 Reaction to Meeting your Large Family.

JB:

When you would introduce him to your family he would probably play it pretty cool on the outside, but feel a little overwhelmed on the inside because he would want to try to remember all of the names of the people he met. He would probably be fairly clingy to you, because the last thing he would want to do is be left with your weird Aunt Linda while you went to get something to drink.

Mark:

Upon walking in, Mark would be at a loss for words, to say the least. With all of the Hello!’s and How are you?’s being tossed around at him, it would probably make him a bit shy. But as the day goes on he would open up more and more and become a little more comfortable and talk with your fam more willingly.

Jackson:

You wouldn’t even be able to tell that Jackson was nervous, because the moment he walked through the door he would be talking politics with your Grandad or learning how to knit from your Great Grandma. He would be the one to strike up conversations with anyone and probably end up ditching you at one point to meet more people.

Jinyoung:

Jinyoung would be at his utmost best. If you wanna put it in mom terms: his listening ears and his manners would be on. He would try his best to engage in conversation as much as he could so he doesn’t seem too terribly quiet, but on the inside, he would probably be screaming because why is your Uncle wearing a tropical Hawaiian shirt, that’s tacky.

Youngjae:

I feel like Youngjae would handle it fairly well. He would be smiley and polite, but remain close to you. He would probably have a genuine good time, and keep asking you to invite him to more family functions. He would be the only one that laughs at your Uncle Jim’s jokes, as well.

BamBam:

Honestly, Bam would put on a front I’d say. He would act all reserved and social and be polite, but would probably be thinking “Wait, why am I here.” Not that he was mad at you or anything, but he would much rather be around just you, I think. He would definitely make sure that your family likes him though.

Yugyeom:

Yugyeom would be shy, but that wouldn’t stop him from being kind and respectful. He would mostly rely on you to introduce him and initiate conversation, for the most part, and he would probably be clingy as well. If it weren’t for you being by him, he would have gotten stuck in a conversation with your Grandma Joice about the cute dogs she found videos of in her Facebook news feed.

A/N: Sorry I didn’t post a reaction yesterday, I know I’m a bad blog mom. I will normally try to post once everyday, though, so keep sending in requests because they’re open! Thanks! xx

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i8jisoo · 4 years

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hey baby! not sure if youre taking requests but if you are i was hoping i could get something about mark tuan with an s/o with flight anxiety but loves to travel. take your time lovie x

𝐆𝐎𝐓𝟕 ⇉ mark tuan with a s/o who has aerophobia

got7 x reader | scenarios

↬ genre; fluff & tinge of angst

↬ warnings; anxiety, cursing, just overall mark being cute with you

↬ notes; i used websites and videos to the best of my ability so i could get more insight on this, i’ve never even been on a plane nor have flight anxiety so i didn’t know how to explain but hopefully this is good and you enjoy!!

mark would be the one asking you if you took your anxiety medication last night before your flight, making sure it was in your bag as well

he’d thoroughly make sure you had everything u needed to make it thru ur flight

keeps u bundled in the winter when u go out

he deff thinks it makes u feel safer because of the warmth 🤲🏽😣

when its summer time he’ll be nagging u so much on packing sunscreen and ur pool items

he tells u to remember to wear cool clothing on the plane because sometimes ur anxiety combined with the stuffiness will make u feel horrible

he always wants to go with u

when u come with him on flights he’ll cuddle u rather than when you would cuddle your stuffed animal on the flight

mark has this app with white noises to keep u busy

100% will bring u a bottle of sleepy time tea

that shit WORKS trust

sing with you to distract u

he tells corny jokes that make u laugh

the man will do anything in order to take ur mind off of ur fears

he’ll let u do shit like play with his hair or braid his hair that was seemingly growing everyday

he holds ur hands, giving u squeezes to let u know its ok

he sees u as one of the bravest people ever

mark will watch any movie with u, probably wall-e but u two end up talking through the whole thing

its easier to keep track of time with a movie knowing how many hours it is so then mark can just let u sleep afterwards

“we got one hour left? you wanna sleep now princess?”

he had come to the understanding of this when u confessed to him how nervous u were for a trip u two were gonna take tomorrow, since your flight was to be a total of twelve hours to somewhere u had never been before

u confessed to him about one of ur family members in a crash, learning that it crumbled on impact and ultimately destroyed most people to smithereens, getting ur uncle back for his burial in three pieces

it started then

but u slowly became in love with traveling despite the fact that u were constantly thinking of what happened to your uncle

he hates when it gets to the point of tears

ur just hyperventilating and he’s trying his best to calm u down which sometimes doesn’t work all the time 🥺

he’ll make sure u rest after on the plane or if it takes place at home he’ll remember to buy u ur favorite food or cuddle with u and just talk to u

“did u know i’m afraid of spiders? i’ve probably told u a billion of times but we’ve all got fears, it’s totally normal and u don’t gotta be embarrassed. i’ll rock their shit if they make fun of u!!”

just scrolling thru photos of the places u two are definitely going to and also the hotel

“u see that comfy ass looking bed? i’m gonna have u spread there, ur gonna wish we never leave that room.”

WHHHHEWWWW u are a blushing mess after and can only think about his lewd comments the whole time

babi mark so excited to be going to new places with u

he’s just so relieved, he’s sorta motherly to u

he worries for u

not in a bad way either

he’s rly like a mother duck watching over his little duckies

#mark tuan #mark tuan scenario #mark tuan reaction #mark tuan x reader #mark tuan fluff #mark tuan angst #got7 #got7 x reader #got7 scenario #got7 reaction #jaebeom #jackson wang #jinyoung #youngjae #bambam #yugyeom

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yugfics · 3 years

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“Breathe,” mark tuan (angst)

/when you lose the one person who always helped you to cope, you end up losing yourself/

TW: suicide --------------------

"Do you like it?"

"Yes," you replied, looking in the mirror at the necklace Mark had placed around your neck. "It's beautiful,"

You were over at Mark's place that evening, partially because you wanted to spend the night with him since it was your two-year anniversary, and partially because the weather forecasts had predicted a bad storm passing through your area.

You did not want to be alone for that.

"I love you," Mark said, turning you to face him and planting a small kiss on your forehead.

"I love you too,"

*** "Are you going to be alright?"

You nodded in reply to Mark's inquiry as you both cuddled on the bed, his arms around you and your head leaning on him. "As long as you're here,"

You could almost hear the smile in his voice as he replied. "I'll always be,"

Thunderstorms and you had never mixed well together, ever since your mother passed away on the night of one when you were a child. It left you living with your uncle, because your parents had divorced, and he never really treated you like family. For so many years you'd felt alone and scared, dealing with panic attacks and anxiety, feeling unwanted.

Until you met Mark.

You'd moved to the city when you were old enough to live on your own, and didn't know your way around. Mark had been a stranger who'd helped you out. Ever since then, the both of you had become increasingly close, until you started dating. He made you feel like you mattered. He loved you. And you loved him.

Your eyes began to droop, and you barely heard the sound of far off thunder as you drifted off to sleep.

*** The sound of thunder shot through your heart, the rain a flurry all around you, drenching your clothes as you shivered from the cold wind. Tears were streaming down your face, as you looked out onto the street, and you knew what was going to happen.

Your dreams were always the same, always some sort of manifestation of what you thought your mother's car accident was like. Sometimes you were with her, and sometimes you watched it happen.

"No!" you shouted, your voice barely audible over the sound of the storm. Covering your eyes and falling to the ground, you tried not to see the crash you knew was impending.

You still heard it, though.

You screamed.

"Hey, you're awake now, it's alright," came Mark's voice, his arms wrapping tighter around your shuddering figure as you began to cry.

"Breathe," he told you, as you struggled to do so over your sobs. "Deep breaths. I'm here, it's over,"

You began to calm down, albeit slowly. "I'm sorry,"

"For?" your boyfriend asked, still rubbing your back.

"Being like this,"

"Hey, no," he began, turning you to face him and wiping your tears. "It's not your fault, okay? I still love you. I will always love you, and I'll be there when you need me,"

You smiled, leaning onto him. "Thank you,"

*a year later* You walked along the sidewalk that cold night, by yourself. You'd woken up to a bad dream again, afraid, alone, and feeling like you were choking on nothing and everything at once. It was the way you'd felt before you'd met Mark.

Now he wasn't there to comfort you, to tell you it would be alright, to help you breathe.

Because he'd passed away the week before. The same way your mother did -- in a car accident. You felt like the universe was punishing you. Tearing away everyone that mattered to you, leaving you broken.

And you knew that now that Mark -- your breath of fresh air, one of the only two people who ever made you feel loved -- was gone, you wouldn't be able to take it anymore.

It began to rain.

You didn't care. Tears began to stream down your cheeks along with the cold drops, and you began to shiver.

"Breathe,"

Mark's voice echoed in your head, only seeming to add to the weight in your chest.

"I can't," you replied, the words breaking as you reached the bridge.

For a while you stood, leaning on the railing, staring into the water flowing beneath. There was a clap of thunder, and you flinched, gasping for air as more sobs wracked your body.

"Breathe,"

You ignored his voice, shaking your head as you gripped the railing, pulling yourself onto it, balancing yourself on the edge. You looked below at the rushing river.

"Breathe,"

You closed your eyes and pushed yourself off the bridge, plummeting into the icy liquid.

Gasping as you fell beneath the surface, the water stole the air from your lungs, and you blocked Mark's voice from echoing in your head, replacing it with your own.

I can't breathe without you.

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tuanhood · 4 years

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pair: mark tuan x reader

word count: 298

a/n: a little drabble just because!!

“I thought you were going to call!” You exclaimed

“No! You said you would!”

“Yeah but I only said that to be nice after you said you would,” you wondered how after all this time of knowing you, he hadn’t picked up on your behavior for when you didn’t want to do something.

“You know I hate talking on the phone with other adults.”

“Mark, you are an adult!”

“Okay so what’s your excuse?” Mark huffed.

Although you massaged your temples in frustration at Mark, you realized that he did have a valid point. Both of you weren’t exactly good at the whole “acting like adults” thing, especially when it came to the simple act of making a phone call. You and Mark were alike in that way.

“I just don’t want to do it!” You whined, grabbing onto the end of Mark’s shirt sleeve like a child.

“Well neither do I!” He paused in thought, “what if we get Jackson to do it? He’s really good on the phone.”

You snorted at his suggestion, “they’re going to think we’re not responsible if Jackson does it!”

Mark groaned, “why is this so hard? Why can’t we schedule a stupid parent-teacher conference for our own kid?”

Suddenly a thought dawned on you and you have to stop yourself from the gasp that wants to slip past your lips, “What are we going to do when we have to talk to like... other parents?”

Mark’s eyes widened, “Fuck... I didn’t even think about that.”

“Maybe sending Jackson to deal with that stuff isn’t such a bad idea.”

Mark nods his head quickly, “people will just think we’re in a quirky throuple or he’s the uncle.”

You smiled brightly at him as he held out his hand, “parenting’s easy.”

“So easy.”

#drabble #got7 fanfic #got7 drabble #mark tuan fanfic #mark tuan

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pja2jae · 5 years

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[caption] : Mark’s home 😊

He finally met Bailey! 💖

#i get a little bothered with some of Mark’s dads social uploads however there are some that are just really sweet #like that shoe one...it really made me emotional hahaha #he is just so far from home so i like when he has that time to catch up #esp thinking about missing big events such as his sisters wedding and being there when Bailey was born #and time with his other nieces and fam in general #i also get emotional about cutie uncles MarkJaeSon 🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧#jackson better see aimee when they are in AUS!!!!#ok im sorry im rambling byeeeee #Mark Tuan #GOT7

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cloverfics · 4 years

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preference ; mark tuan

warnings chubby!reader, got7 all have children, reader has a child, reader is a bit insecure about their weight, mark has a crush, mark being a great father figure, fluff, bad date, and intense flirting at the end

genre fluff, suggestive, bfs2ls

word count 1.5k

inspiration N/A

synopsis in which mark admits his attraction to you

you released a heavy sigh, your best friends all overflowing on your couch. "i've babysat all of your children. can't you all do this one favor for me? the only one who has babysat melanie is jinyoung"

jinyoung nodded according to your statement. five of them chorused in groans and whines. "we all have plans tonight. spare us?" jackson pleaded, gripping youngjae's hand.

you glared at him, "well i have plans too and it's more important than regular, old partying. now," you pulled out your secret weapon. signaling your daughter to come over from your loveseat.

melanie giddily stood by your side and the guys visibly cringed. they didn't want to upset melanie and that's exactly why she's your secret weapon.

you tapped her full head of curls and pointed at the group in front of you both. smirking as they quivered and held onto each other for dear life. "pick who you want to babysit you bub"

melanie narrowed her eyes and tapped her chin. inquisitively eyeing her contestants, filling them with fright. her feet eventually moved towards east.

yugyeom pretended to pass out and the group collectively broke in laughter. but he wasn't even her pick. melanie stopped at mark's knees who clearly didn't even know what was going on.

he placed his phone to the side and picked up the child, placing her on his lap.

"mark, do you even know what's going on?" jackson stared at him in disbelief. mark pulled out his headphones, "huh?"

"looks like you have to babysit mel for the night, mark" you said. snickering when the other six let out sighs of relief.

"oh. okay" mark shrugged, smiling down at melanie.

"why did we have this whole dramatic scene if mark was willing to do it in the first place?" bambam exclaimed in shock.

you shrugged, "you're all free to leave"

"so, i have to babysit because you're going on a date?" mark questioned from your left, watching you struggle to keep up your towel and hold a dress at the same time.

"exactly" you said, handing the dress you had chosen to mark while you fixed your towel and grabbed the heels from by your closet door.

mark held the dress by it's metal hanger and glanced into the dress section of your closet. spotting a dress that would look even more impressive on your frame. "i think that wine dress looks better" mark commented.

you looked at the dress he was referencing to and nodded. "i agree but it's a bit tighter on me. wouldn't want to turn him away with my chub" you laughed. but mark furrowed his eyebrows at you.

"you're going to catfish him?" his eyes followed you as you walked over to dresser to fish out some fitting intimates.

"i wouldn't call it— anyway, it's probably not going to work out anyway so who cares" you shrugged.

mark nodded. "but if that's the case just wear the dress"

you sighed and spared your persistent friend a glance to know that he had won. "fine"

"i'm ready!" mark heard while sliding another glove onto melanie's arm. he stood up and grabbed her hand. "mommy's ready"

"do i look like a princess uncle mark?" melanie questioned while they turned the corner from her room and into the main hallway.

"you look like a true princess, mel—" mark was saying until he saw you at the end of the hallway. he felt his heartbeat pick up and his palms get sweaty.

"ooooo! look at my little princess" you cooed at your daughter who raced to your side.

mark was at a loss for words. that dress fit you in all the right places. "so do you, ___" mark blurted whatever was on his mind. and that was that you belonged in somebody's fairytale obviously.

you inhaled sharply and felt heat take over your cheeks. "thank you mark"

you grabbed melanie's hand and mark hurried to fall suit behind the two you. "how's junior?" you exited that detour of being flustered. remembering that mark is one of your best friend's, not your date tonight.

"a pain in my— ahhhh—" mark realized who was also in the hallway with him.

melanie snorted, "you can curse, uncle mark. mommy does it all the time" she nonchalantly snitched on you, her mother.

mark looked at you in surprise. you all entered your kitchen and you turned around with an awkward smile.

"uhhh— force of habit?"

"right" mark chuckled. "i'll make melanie some dinner"

"thank you" you sighed and sat at the island with your daughter.

"you're not leaving right now?"

you shook your head, "the date is at seven. it's only six—thirty, i don't want to be too early"

mark shook his head. "does it really matter?"

"time is everything, mark. but i'll leave right now i guess" you gathered your necessities and slid from the stool.

you placed a loving kiss to the crown of melanie's head. "i'll be back in a couple hours, lovebug. behave for uncle mark, okay?"

"of course, mommy" she smiled.

mark closed the oven which held dinosaur nuggets inside and followed you to the front door. he pulled you into a tight hug.

"have fun, okay? if this guy makes you feel bad i'll beat him up" he quipped playfully. you giggled but nodded your head nonetheless.

mark pulled away but held your shoulders protectively. "and if there's any trouble, call me"

"i promise, mark"

mark stared at the bourbon in his glass. having done everything he was required to do tonight. the last task was taken care of a whopping ten minutes ago. melanie was passed out in her tiana dress but she insisted to keep it on and mark wasn't arguing with someone else's child so he just let her sleep in it.

he grabbed the glass and took another sip. his mind unwinding a little bit more. but that soon vanished when he heard the front door open. the sound of heels and keys letting him know that it was just you.

you strolled into the kitchen with a stoic look on your face.

"oh, hey— was it not good?" mark began to greet you but then he saw your facial expression and frowned.

you huffed and sat on the stool closest to him on the right. eyeing his glass. "sucked ass".

mark sighed, "elaborate"

"at first, it was fine. but then when i actually started to flirt he said he wasn't into big women" you reached out for his glass and mark just let you have it with no hassle.

you downed what was left and placed it back on the island. "story of my fucking life".

mark took the glass and refilled it. "you went on a date with a boy," he gulped half of it. sliding the rest to you.

"a man would be able to appreciate a woman of your size" you began to chug what was left but choked when hearing the end of his sentence.

you stared at your friend with narrowed eyes. studying his words over and over again.

"what?" mark inquired.

"or maybe he just draws the line at fat" you replied.

mark shook his head. "you're not fat, this is not fat" mark puts a hand on your stomach.

you looked down at his hand then back up at him. placing the glass in front of you. "then what is it?" you tested.

"love" he answered.

on cue, you became a flustered mess and threw your head back in laughter. "you're so Goddamn cheesy"

mark gripped your love through your dress gently, "seriously, ___, there's people who really love what you have to offer"

you snorted. "and they probably just have a fat fetish" you grumbled.

mark hummed and removed his hand from you, "or it's a preference for their girl to have a bit of meat on their bones"

"let me ask, are you one of them?" you tilted your head. confused a bit to why mark was capping hard for your size.

"would it bother you if i was?" mark fired back boldly.

you bit your lip and glossed your eyes over him. meeting his eyes after, "hmm, i don't know"

"why?" mark did the exact same thing.

"because, and i might be taking this the wrong way, but i'm catching a vibe that you just prefer me" you mumbled. scared if he was going to flat out reject you right now.

but to your surprise, "you're taking it the right way then" mark said.

"are we flirting right now?" you thought out loud.

"is it working?" mark raised his eyebrows.

"very much" you licked your lips and straightened your posture.

"then yes, yes we are"

"would you like to stay the night?" you suggested.

"if it means i can show you how much i adore your 'love' and everything after then yes" that was it, that was the final straw. you slid from the stool and held out your hand for mark to take.

"you're in luck, tuan"

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ivegot7biases · 7 years

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‪"i want to thank you guys because i’ve been able to come back & see my family.“‬ -mark tuan

bonus: proud papa tuan

#uncle mark makes me so damn emo :'))))#links are in the captions!#mark tuan #got7 #turbulence in la #turbulence in usa #my post #kat's gifsets #angel tuan

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jalapeno-princess · 4 years

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Love story

Mark Tuan x Reader

Word count: 7.1k

Genre: Fluff, forbidden love, descriptions of sex

Summary: You’re in a relationship with the son of your father’s rival. Your cousin Jackson brings up the fact that your father would be furious if he found out about your so called love affair but gives you his blessing to continue your relationship. When you tell Mark that are willing to sacrifice your entire life if it means spending the rest of your days with him, you aren’t shocked to hear that he would do the same. Unfortunately, Mark’s dad tries to set him up with the daughter of one of his company partners and that’s when Mark gives you the ultimatum of running away.

A/N: Based on Romeo and Juliet (some what lol). Idk but after NBTM and seeing him in that outfit giving me Romeo vibes I decided to write a story about forbidden love. Hope you enjoy!

“And where do you think you’re going? Don’t think I don’t know about you and that Tuan fellow y/n. You can lie to your parents, but you can’t lie to me. So what, are you off to your dick appointment?”

You playfully shoved the older boy before making your way to the fridge to find something to eat. Your cousin Jackson had moved to New York City from Los Angeles just a few weeks ago and you offered to let him live with you in your condo while he looked for a place of his own. However, you were now regretting your decision seeing as how nosy he could be when it came to your private life and how he eats anything in the fridge even if it’s obviously not his.

“Oh God, please don’t say fellow, it makes you sound like an old man.” As you took out your left over pizza from the night before and made your way over to the counter where he was sitting, you threw a piece of crust at him when you noticed the knowing look he was giving you.

“You didn’t answer my question y/n.”

One thing you both loved and hated about the older boy, was how dedicated he was no matter the situation. He was one of the most successful businessmen there were at his age, but a lot of it had to do with who your family was. Jackson’s father and your father were brothers. They were also the founders of one of the biggest technology companies in the world. It started off as a dream your father had. He worked extremely hard in high school and got accepted to Harvard university where he got his masters in business.

Since he was a few years older than your uncle, he waited until his younger brother graduated and got his degree before starting his business. From that day on, the two of them did whatever they had to do to make their way to the top of the industry. In the twenty seven years since they started the company, the two brothers experienced much success as well as they did loss and failure.But it didn’t stop them from continuing their life long dream.

Learning from both your father and his, Jackson found himself working in the realty business. From the time he was little, he always loved watching anything on HGTV. His favorite show was property brothers and with some help from his parents, he became a very successful and well known realtor. Although he was making quite the name for himself in Los Angeles, he found out he could be making more sales in New York and properties were worth more in the Big Apple. You however, decided to steer clear from anything that had to do with business and marketing.

If you were being honest, business was boring. There was nothing interesting with what your father did and although you were very grateful that his company brought your family a lot of wealth, that career path just wasn’t for you. When you were only seven years old, you had gotten the stomach flu and it was so bad that you were rushed to the hospital. As scary as the whole situation was, the nurses who were in charge of you took such good care of you and took your mind off of the negative circumstance you were in. It was in that moment that you realized you wanted to help save lives and be able to give back to your community.

Against your fathers wishes, you went straight in to nursing school right after graduating high school and it was the best decision you’ve made. Not only did you get to help thousands of people so far, witnessed many miracles and got to travel all around the world, it’s also where you met the man in question. Mark Tuan.

“What is there to say if you already know the answer? Yes, I’m going to meet Mark. My personal life is nobody’s business but my own. How did you even find out about us?”

Jackson looked at you with a sad smile before releasing a frustrated sigh. The reason why he was so bothered about you seeing Mark was because your fathers were practically enemies.

In order to get to where they were today, your father and your uncle built relationships with other businesses and companies in order to get more connections. Mark’s dad owned another technology company that was just as successful as your father’s. Many years ago, your father, Jackson’s father and Mark’s father Raymond were really good friends.

Your father met Raymond back in college while he was working on his undergraduate degree and they found themselves bonding over sports and video games. They even talked about starting a business together, however, they both had different plans in mind. Although, they never got to work and build their empire together, the two men stayed friends even after starting their companies. Unfortunately, as your family’s business began to grow, Mark’s father got extremely jealous and did whatever he could to sabotage your father’s company.

When rumors went around about how Jackson’s father was having an affair with his secretary and that your father would mistreat his employees, many investors dropped out of supporting the company, causing them to suffer a massive loss. This also increased business sales for the Tuan’s company, earning Raymond the top spot of most successful CEO in the state.

From that day on, they became rivals and were constantly coming up with what they thought were the best technology products in order to grab the public’s attention. With the release of the new smartphone that came with wireless earphones, your family’s company was now at the top of the chain. However, you knew it wouldn’t last for long. When one company released an item, the other company would come back with something better just a few weeks later.

“You’re not as discreet as you probably think you are. Well, when I first moved in, I noticed there were some things around the apartment that were meant for men, so I assumed you were seeing someone, but I wasn’t going to ask unless you told me. Then I noticed how secretive you were when it came to your phone and how you would always be on the phone with someone right as you came home. Don’t think I didn’t notice how excited you got after you hung up with who I’m assuming was Mark. My assumptions were proven true when I saw the two of you at the coffee shop the other day. Y/n—“

You frowned before worriedly biting your lip. As much as you loved Jackson and trusted him more than anyone else in your family, you couldn’t stop him from saying anything to your parents about your love interest.

“I know what you’re going to say Jack and I don’t want to hear it. It’s bad enough that I’m dating the son of our father’s so called enemy, I don’t need to be reminded of it. Please, promise me you won’t say anything.”

Jackson brought his fingers up to the bridge of his nose and lightly pinched it out of frustration. “You’re dating him? Shit. I thought you were only fucking around with him. But he’s your boyfriend? Y/n, you know I’m only acting like this because I care about you and I support your decisions no matter what, but you’re making a huge mistake. Our fathers hated each other even before we were born. This war between our family and his family has been going on for twenty four years. I don’t care how good the dick is y/n, there are many more men out there whose fathers don’t have a rivalry with ours. Someone with less baggage. How do you not know Mark is just using you in order to take down our company? I’ve seen the guy and I’m not going to lie, he’s pretty good looking and I’m sure he’s said some things to sweet talk his way in to your heart. However, I can’t help but think that he has some tricks up his sleeve and I—“

When he saw a tear fall from your eyes, he was quick to stop his sentence altogether. Jackson had the biggest soft spot for you and did whatever he could in order to make you happy. You were like the younger sister he’s never had but always wanted. With that being said, he got up from his seat and pulled you in to his arms.

“Please don’t say things like that about him. He’s nothing like his father. He isn’t even in the business; he wants nothing to do with it. Like me. I love him Jackson. More than anyone or anything on this hell forsaken earth. I’d do anything for him, be anyone he wants me to be. I’d give up anything in order to spend the rest of my life with him. Even if it meant cutting off ties with our family. I know he loves me Jackson, I can feel it. Although he tells me multiple times on a daily basis, he never fails to show it in his actions. I see it in the way he smiles when I catch him looking at me, I feel it when he holds me, touches me, kisses me. He makes me feel things, no one ever has before.”

You released an exhausted breath before continuing. “I’m happiest when I’m with him. I feel the safest in his arms and when I’m without him, I feel incomplete. For years, I did whatever my parents told me to. I dressed the way my mother wanted me to and joined all these after school activities in order to make my father proud. However, when I made the decision to go in to nursing, that was when I decided to put myself, my desires and my needs first. I am a twenty three year old woman. I am old enough and wise enough to make decisions for myself. I don’t see Mark as the son of my father’s nemesis, I see him as my safe haven. My best friend. My soulmate. The love of my life. The man I want to settle down and spend the rest of my life with. I don’t care if I end up losing everyone around me, he’s all I ever need. Oh, well, and you of course. But if you decide that you no longer want anything to do with me, then I just have to accept your decision. No matter how much I don’t want to.”

When you were six years old and Jackson was nine, you saw him playing halo on his Xbox and begged him to let you join him. However, he always told you no, saying that video games were for boys. Right after he said that, you ran to your father and begged him to buy you an even better version of the Xbox with every single game it had to offer. You would stay up playing, learning every trick of the trade and made it your mission to beat your older cousin.

One day, he came over and saw your high score, causing his jaw to drop and he was sure you cheated. There was no way you, a six year old girl could accomplish that of someone whose been gaming for years. Jackson knew from that day on, when you set your heart to something, you meant it. He was there for it all; nursing school, when you joined the volleyball team even though your parents preferred you learn an instrument, when you quit ballet to join hip hop. He knew Mark meant everything to you and that you meant every single word about risking it all for him.

“I—I don’t know what to say. You know I love you, and that I’d do anything for you. Which is why I’m going to keep this love affair a secret between you and I, no matter how much this would probably upset our fathers. Damnit y/n, you owe me big time. That man better treat you right or I will personally make sure pretty boy regrets the day he was born. You know, come to think of it, your love story is kind of like Romeo and Juliet’s and I’m the handsome cousin that has to be stuck between a rock and a hard place choosing what’s wrong over what’s right. Although, as cheesy as it sounds, love is never wrong y/n. If you know, deep down in your heart that you’re in love with him and that he feels the same way about you, there’s nothing I or anyone else for that matter can do about it. Your secret is safe with me. I better be the best man at your wedding, even if I am the only man at your wedding. I love you. Don’t ever forget that. You’re never going to lose me, I’ve been here for you from day one and I’m always going to be here. Now go, Romeo is waiting.”

You pulled him in for a tight hug and placed a soft kiss on his forehead before quickly wrapping up your food and throwing it in the freezer. “Wait, you’re not wearing that are you?”

As you took a look at what you were wearing, you furrowed your brows. You didn’t see anything wrong with your sweats, camisole and one of Mark’s flannels. Since you were planning on staying the night, you wanted to be comfortable. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”

Jackson looked at you in shock, as if he couldn’t believe the fact that you thought your outfit was okay to meet your boyfriend with. Weren’t girls the one who were obsessed with looking good for their man? Not that you didn’t look nice, you were extremely beautiful; especially without make up. But some beat up sweats and an oversized flannel did not exactly scream “sex appeal” not that your plans with Mark were Jackson’s business.

“You’re lucky you’re really pretty. I’m sure your fashion sense isn’t what got the guy to fall in love with you. Go change in to something cuter, something that screams “I’m giving my life up for you, you better dick me down like you mean it—ow! I’m only trying to help—when did you become this abusive? Hurry up and leave, I’m getting bruises.”

As much as you wanted to ignore him, you took Jackson’s words in to consideration and put more effort in to your look. Mark liked whatever you wore. He never failed to compliment you whether you were makeup less in your scrubs, or all dolled up in a dress in high heels. No matter what you wore, all items of clothing would end up on his floor any way. After putting on some lingerie Mark bought for you when the two of you went on a secret getaway to Greece a few months ago, you threw on one of his jackets and a pair of shorts and let him know you were on your way.

Once you grabbed your bags and said your goodbyes to Jackson, you headed over to Mark’s apartment. Just the mere thought of Mark sent chills down your spine and butterflies to your tummy. He never failed to make you smile and laugh with his corny pick up lines and dad jokes. He made you feel like you were the most beautiful and ethereal creature to walk this earth. He worshipped the ground you walked on and made sure you knew just how grateful he was to be the lucky man who got to love you.

When the two of you first met almost a year ago in the emergency wing of the hospital you worked at, you didn’t think he would mean this much to you. He was just a patient who was suffering with a kidney stone and you were one of the three nurses that were assigned to him. Although you weren’t wearing make up and you were fully suited up in your scrubs, gloves and cap, Mark thought you were a sight for sore eyes. He was in excruciating pain, but that didn’t stop him from stealing glances of you every chance he got.

As you explained to him what he had to do in order for him to get rid of the stone, it’s as if everything you told him went through one ear and out the other. He couldn’t stop staring at your pretty, pink lips or your cute little button nose. He also thought you had some of the prettiest eyes he’s ever seen and even if he hasn’t known you for all too long, he found himself falling for your kind, patient and generous personality.

Over the course of Mark’s stay in the hospital, you grew fond of the shy young man with the corny hospital jokes. Every time you went in to go check up on him, you found yourself staying just a little too long, talking about anything and everything your hearts desired. You didn’t realize just how much time you were spending with him until you would get paged on your work phone to go check up on other patients. Something about the way Mark gave you his undivided attention whenever you’d talk with him and the way he always seemed so interested in what you had to say made you feel important. It made you feel warm and giddy on the inside.

You’ve never got to experience a real relationship since you were always so busy with work and school and you would always decline your parents offer of setting you up with sons of the companies partners. You wanted to enjoy your life while you were still young. There were no plans for you to settle down just yet. That was until Mark came in to your life. When he was finally discharged from the hospital, to say you were upset was an understatement. You really enjoyed his presence and for the first time, you didn’t feel like you were working whenever you had to tend to him.

Going to work knowing you were going to see him was like a breath of fresh air and you knew you were going to miss him. But all you were ever going to be to him was a nurse who took care of him during a negative situation. A few days later, you were working the night shift when you got paged by one of your coworkers that you were needed in the lobby. Since it was a slow night, you didn’t think anything of it until your eyes landed on the tall figure standing at the reception desk.

“Y/n, sorry to bother you, but this young man was looking for you. You weren’t busy were you?”

You shook your head as a smile quickly rose on your face as you motioned for Mark to follow you. “Hey! I’m glad to see you no longer in pain and moving around freely. You look nice! Not that you didn’t look good in the hospital gown because, you did. Oh God, what am I saying? Please feel free to stop me anytime before I say something even more embarrassing.”

The giggle that left his lips sent warmth to your cheeks and before you knew it, he was handing you a beautiful bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates. “I’d like to thank you for all of your help over the last past week. To be honest with you, I hate hospitals. I find them so eerie and depressing. But you made my stay very relaxing and enjoyable. You radiate such a positive energy that is extremely contagious and I’d be lying if I said I only came here to thank you. I couldn’t keep you off my mind from the time I was first administered in to the emergency room and you were in charge of me. With that being said, do you think you’d like to—maybe we could—I could take you out—we could go—hmph. Sorry, I’m really bad at stuff like this and it’s probably because I find myself getting nervous around you. I’m pretty sure you were aware of it when you’d ask me questions about how I was doing. I just really want to impress you for some reason. I like you a lot y/n, will you go on a date with me?”

You were sure your cheeks were probably red as a tomato, but you didn’t care. A part of you wanted him to see the kind of effect he had on you. Seeing him get all flustered just trying to ask you out made your cheeks hurt from the wide grin you couldn’t seem to get off of your face. With the confidence you didn’t think you were capable of, you found yourself reaching up to playfully pinch his cheek before leaving a kiss there.

“I’d love to go on a date with you Mark.” He scratched the back of his neck bashfully before taking a look around the hospital to make sure none of your colleagues were around in order to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.

“Sounds great. Is Saturday okay?” You nodded in agreement. “What time are you finished tonight? I can take you home if you’d like?”

You gave him a soft smile before shaking your head. “I don’t finish for another three hours and I wouldn’t want you to have to wait for me. It’s okay, I actually drove here so I’m all good. But thank you for the offer. Trying to win brownie points huh? You’re cute. I should start heading back to work. Thank you for the gifts. I’ll see you Saturday night.”

When you finally pulled up to Mark’s apartment structure, you quickly made your way up to his unit, eager to finally spend time with your boyfriend after almost a week of not getting to see him. Your schedule at the hospital and his at the firehouse seemed to collide in the last week and you weren’t able to see each other for the time being. It was also harder for you now that Jackson was living with you. There was no way you were able to leave your place without many questions being thrown your way but now that he was aware of your relationship, you were sure things were going to go back to how they used to be.

You missed him and as often as he tried to call you, it wasn’t the same as physically being with him. He opened the door just a few seconds after you knocked and you didn’t give him any time to prepare before jumping on him.

“Hey baby. How’s my favorite girl been? Mmmm, I’ve missed you too my love.”

You began leaving sloppy kisses all around his face as he began to carry you over to his room. “Oooh, were going straight to the bedroom huh? Kinky.” He rolled his eyes before playfully slapping your ass.

“It’s been a week since I’ve gotten to touch you. We have a lot to make up for and I plan on having you in many ways, in multiple places tonight my love. So I hope you’re ready.”

Mark wasn’t lying when he told you he planned on rearranging your guts and blowing your back out. You didn’t need him to verbally tell you that he missed you. He made it known that he hated not being able to see his favorite person with the way he was drilling himself in to you like his life depended on it. The two of you went at it for almost four hours. Neither of you could get enough of each other. When one of you tapped out, the other one would begin to tease until another round was started.

Although only a week had gone by since you’ve last seen each other, it felt like years. Which is why you both experimented in many different positions in different locations around his apartment. You didn’t think you’d be able to eat at his table without picturing yourself getting eaten out on top of it. You loved the way Mark felt inside of you. His cock would stretch you out in the most amazing ways and even if he could be dominant and animalistic, he was also very gentle and made sure you were having just as much of a good time as he was. He also made sure to show each and every body part of yours some love, especially your breasts, thighs and your pussy.

Once the two of you were finally done and called it a night, he made his way to the bathroom and came back to pick you up and carried you bridal style towards the bathtub. He stepped in and carefully sat down before pulling you down with him and pressed you close against his chest. You leaned closer in to his embrace if it was even possible and hid your face in to the crook of his neck.

“I’ve missed you so much. I almost tried to break a leg at the firehouse so I could get registered in to the ER and have you nurse me back to health—in more ways than one. You look exhausted baby—well, I mean other than the fact that I practically fucked you in to oblivion just a few minutes ago. But I mean from work. There’s wrinkles and dark circles on your pretty little face. I told you to take care of yourself since I wasn’t able to. Have you been getting enough rest and eating your meals on time?”

You giggled softly in to his neck before hesitantly shaking your head in disagreement. “I’ve been so busy these days. That’s kind of the reason why I haven’t been able to come over on the days that you weren’t scheduled to stay at the firehouse. A lot of the nurses have been calling in sick lately so we’re low on staff and I’ve practically been working back to back shifts. It doesn’t matter though. I’m home now. I’m happy. I’m happiest when I’m in your arms.”

When you didn’t hear him respond you frowned and turned around to see if something was wrong. Your heart fluttered when you noticed the way he was looking at you with so much love and admiration and before you knew it, his lips were on yours.

“I love you so much y/n. You don’t understand. God, I’m so fucking in love with you baby.” You grinned widely at him before stealing a chaste kiss from the corner of his mouth.

“I love you too Mark. Why don’t you update me on everything that I’ve missed so far?” He began to tell you about the countless fires he had to tend to and you couldn’t help but laugh when he told you about how he had to rescue a cat from a tree. Unfortunately, Jackson’s words came back to haunt you and you found yourself releasing a frustrated groan.

“Hey baby, everything okay?” You turned to face him and cupped his cheek with your hand.

“How about we get out of here and I’ll explain everything?” He nodded in agreement before motioning for you to get off of him so that he could help you wipe yourself down and get you ready for bed. Once you both finished your nightly routine, he helped you put on one of his shirts and a pair of his boxers.

“You looked extremely sexy earlier in that black lace piece we got back in Greece by the way baby. Maybe we should go on another trip and I can buy you more?” You gave him a knowing look as he playfully squeezed your butt and reached for your hand to guide you back to his room. As the two of you got in bed, before you could get comfortable, you were being pulled on top of his chest.

“What’s on your mind my love?” You sat up just a little bit so you could see him as you gave him the news.

“My cousin Jackson—he um—he found out about us.” Mark’s brows furrowed worriedly and he was about to speak up but you continued. “He won’t say anything to my father. Our secrets safe with him. I know it is. I trust Jackson with my life.”

He began running his hands along your hips as a way to encourage you to continue. Mark’s gentle touches always got you to calm down. Whenever you had a stressful day at work, he never failed to make you feel better by caressing your cheek or gliding his thumb against your wrist. His mere presence could calm you down from a panic attack or mental breakdown. You always felt so safe with him; like you could do anything as long as you had him by your side.

“Then what’s the matter baby?”

You shrugged. “He brought up a good point. If my father or even your father were to find out about us, then they’ll probably force us to break up. Or worse, they’ll try to set us up with other people. So I told him, I’m willing to cut ties with my entire family if it meant spending the rest of my life with you. I don’t need anybody but you Mark Tuan. You are all the family I could ever want and need. Sure, we’ve only been together for over a year now, but it has been the best year of my life and I know you’re the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I don’t know how you feel and I understand if you don’t feel the same, but I just had to say it.”

The tear that fell from his handsome face made you giggle and he was quick to pull you down in order to connect your lips together. This kiss was rough, his lips were gnawing and sucking harshly on yours but that’s because your words sent his body in flames. He needed you to know the effect you had on him.

When he felt like it was getting too hot and heavy between the both of you, he pulled away and placed his forehead against yours to catch his breath. “You’re all I could ever want and need too baby. You’re my person y/n. My best friend, my soulmate. Time doesn’t determine how strong the love is between two people. Hell, I fell in love with you the day I laid eyes on you. I’m a grown ass man, I’m not going to allow my parents to tell me how to live my life. There’s no point of living life if you’re not in it. I didn’t realize how shitty my life was before until you entered it and made it amazing. You’ve brought so much love and happiness in to this pathetic heart of mine and I don’t know what I would do without you. If loving you and being with you is wrong, then fuck, I love being wrong. I don’t want to be right. You’re the only thing that is right in my life. When I think about my future, I can only see you in it. I only want you in it. Well, until we start having kids and a dog or two—but you’re all I want for the rest of my life too y/n. When I don’t get to see you, I feel so empty. You take a piece of me with you every time you leave. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I genuinely think that you and I were made to love one another. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me y/n. I love you with every fiber of my being. I didn’t even know it was possible to love someone that much—come here my cry baby.”

You didn’t even notice you were crying but you couldn’t help it. Every word that fell from his lips was genuine and you knew he meant everything he said. Hearing that he was already planning his future with you made butterflies swarm around your tummy. The idea of settling down and raising a family with Mark brought a warm sensation to your chest. His words woke something inside of you and you realized you were no longer tired. If anything, you were now wide awake and wanted to show Mark the effect he had on you.

“Mark.” He looked up at you and hummed in curiosity. “Are you tired?” He gave you a knowing smirk before running his hands along your thighs.

“Never too tired to make love to my princess. Round eight here we come.”

The next morning, you woke up to an empty and cold bed. You frowned when you came to the realization and saw that his closet was wide open. He probably had to go to work and although you were upset, you were very understanding. There were times where the two of you would be hanging out and you’d get called in to the hospital.

Both of you were very understanding when it came the other one’s job, but you’d be lying if you said it didn’t bother you whenever your time together was cut short because either one of you were called to go in to work. You attempted to get up, but the pleasurable soreness in between your thighs prevented you from doing so. Once you initiated another round of sex last night after hearing your boyfriend’s heart felt love confession, that led to two more rounds up against his fridge and in the shower. Before you could continue your self pity party, the man in question entered the room with his hair wet and only a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Good morning beautiful. How was your sleep?”

“Amazing. I always sleep so much better when I’m with you. You showered without me?” You gave him an adorable pout and his laughter engulfed throughout his room.

“I didn’t want to wake you. My boss called me an hour ago and asked me to come in for a briefing. I’m sorry, I didn’t want to leave you but I won’t be long. I made you some breakfast, it’s in the microwave so just heat it up when you’re ready. I promise when I come home you and I can have a relaxing day in. Then we can take another shower together. Let me finish getting ready and then I can hold you for a couple of minutes.”

You couldn’t help the blush that was probably on your cheeks at how soft Mark was whenever it came to you. Also because of how good he looked in nothing but a towel. You were secretly hoping that it would fall down since he was practically running all over the place. No matter how many times you’ve seen Mark naked, you would get flustered every single time. Although he had a skinny frame, he was very broad and well built. It was obvious that he probably works out at the firehouse because his biceps have gotten bigger since the last time you’ve seen him.

You felt your mouth beginning to water at the sight and you tried your best to push away the sinful thoughts that were now clouding your mind. Once he finished changing in to his uniform, he had you make some room for him before rejoining you in bed.

“Have I ever told you how sexy you look in my clothes?” You looked up at him and playfully rolled your eyes.

“Yes. Many times. But I don’t necessarily mind hearing it. Have I ever told you how sexy you look in your uniform?” He bit his lip before nodding his head in agreement.

“Yeah. I don’t particularly look as sexy when I return from putting out a fire looking all dirty and sweaty though.”

“Speak for yourself. I think that’s when you look the hottest, no pun intended.” This earned you a sarcastic groan from your boyfriend. “Why don’t you get going? As much as I love cuddling with you, I don’t want you getting in trouble with the chief. Go, so you can come back sooner. I miss you already.” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead and stole one more from your lips before running out the door.

For the entirety of the day while you were waiting for his return, you decided to watch some tv and made some lunch for the both of you. When he said that he wasn’t going to be long, you thought he would be back in an hour or two. But now it was nearing six o’clock and you were starting to get worried. You sent him a couple of texts but got nothing back. In attempts to take your mind off of what might be going on, you started to look through his cabinets for some cake mix. Just as you were about to put the cake in the oven, you heard keys unlocking the door and you couldn’t help but run towards him once he entered and jumped up on him as if it’s been years since you’ve seen him.

You knew something must’ve been clouding his thoughts when he didn’t react to your sudden clinginess but you didn’t let it bother you. He hid his face in your neck and placed a soft kiss there before placing you back on to the ground.

“Hey, everything okay?” He gave you a sad smile before leading you towards the couch.

“Let’s talk.” Those words never led to anything good and you had a fear what he wanted to talk about had to do with what the two of you were talking about the night before.

“I was supposed to come home hours ago. The meeting wasn’t even an hour long. My dad—he uh—he asked me to meet him at the company right after I was done. He said he wanted to have lunch with me, but when I entered his office, there was an older man; maybe around his age and a lady probably my age or a few years younger. It doesn’t take a genius to know what they were there for. I wanted to walk out as soon as I walked in and put two and two together, but you know how I am. I can’t be rude to someone no matter how much I want to. I decided to listen to what my father had to say and that’s when he introduced the two of us. Her father owns a construction company and my dad felt that we would be a good match. Such fucking bullshit. He knows nothing about me. I politely excused myself and asked to meet my dad outside. That’s when I told him that I was already in a relationship and guess what that fucker told me to do? To break up with you. Ha! Over my dead body. The audacity. I stormed out of that building so quick and decided to blow off some steam by driving around for a while and I worked out at the firehouse before coming back here. I didn’t want to take my anger out on you.”

You brought your fingers up to his face and gently caressed his cheek. “Mark—“ He placed his forehead against your chest and left a few wet kisses against your collarbone.

“You said you’re willing to give up everything for me right? That you’re willing to cut all ties with your family if it means we can be together right?”

You nodded without hesitation. You’d do anything for the beautiful man standing in front of you. He ran his fingers through your hair and smiled widely at you.

“Let’s runaway then baby. I don’t know where we’ll go, where we’ll live or what we’re going to do once we leave but I don’t care about that. You. All I ever care about and will care about is you. As long as we’re together, I don’t care where we’ll end up. I’m sure any hospital would be happy to hire you and I can always transfer to another fire station. I don’t care if we end up in a crummy ass apartment or a six bedroom house—well, a six bedroom house does sound nice. But I don’t care about what the future holds as long as you’re in it. I refuse to picture life without you y/n. I’m sorry if that’s not what you want and don’t feel like you have to do this for my sake. I know you said you would give up your relationship with your family to be with me last night but you could end up changing your mind if you feel that you had a brief lapse of judgement and said it in the heat of the moment. I’ll do whatever you want to do baby. Just say the word.”

You took a good look at your boyfriend and you could feel your heartbeat increase with the way he was looking at you as if you were one of the seven wonders of the world. Sure, you’d miss your family and you hated the thought of them cutting ties with you completely if they were to find out why you were running away, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the ones that you love. Mark was definitely worth sacrificing your entire life for.

“I meant everything I said last night. I’d go anywhere for you, do anything to make you happy, be anyone you want me to be. I just need you. I’m yours. Forever. It’s you and me forever baby.”

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