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jaehyunhour · 4 years

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all i wanted | part four

best friends to lovers!mark mini series.

summary: in which an awful breakup brings you and mark closer than ever before. and you fall in love. or maybe you’ve always been in love and never realized.

pairing: mark x fem reader. (special appearances from day6′s young k, stray kids’s hyunjin, chungha, and other nct members!)

word count: 1,363 words.

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although y/n was happy to be back together with brian, and getting to return to some sort of normalcy in her life, she had to admit she missed mark’s company. he had already been in canada a few days when she got back together with brian, and mark didn’t really have the time to talk since he was busy with his family and jaehyun. why he asked jaehyun to go with him back to visit his family in canada instead of y/n is a mystery to her, but there’s nothing she can do about it now. they look like they’re having fun, mark posts almost daily on instagram and she’s glad to see him enjoying himself. she still feels bad for how draining she was when she first ended things with brian, especially since she got back together with him eventually.

y/n tried to remain low on social media and not post too much about getting back together with brian, especially since she hadn’t told mark yet. she knew he was going to be upset when he found out, and she didn’t know how she would handle it. but since she’s been hanging out with chungha and hyunjin in mark’s absence, and brian tags along, they’ve all been posting all over instagram and snapchat about their endeavors. going out for drinks, going on picnics, spending the night in playing games, everything has been broadcasted against y/n’s will and she wonders if he’s seen and is upset and that’s why they haven’t talked.

despite all of that, she has a scheduled facetime call with mark in roughly twenty minutes so he can check in on his puppy and make sure things are going okay in his absence. just as y/n starts to get comfortable in mark’s bed, her phone lights up with mark’s face. she answers quickly and flashes him the biggest smile when the call connects and she sees him looking back at her.

“hi mark! how’s canada?” she asks excitedly.

“it’s a lot of fun! i wish i would’ve invited you to come instead of jaehyun, though. i love jaehyun but my family keeps asking about you and i think he’s getting tired of hearing y/n this, y/n that,” he says with a laugh.

“aw, maaaark, i wish i were there too,” she says with a slight pout. “i would’ve really enjoyed seeing imonim again and getting to go around your home.”

“y/n, i told you that you can call her eomeonim, you don’t have to call her imo!”

“mark, you’re not my boyfriend, i can’t just call her eomeonim like that! how is she anyway?”

“she’s doing really good, she’s healthy and i’m really glad. how’s my baby, though?”

“oh i’m doing great, but don’t you want to know about your dog?”

mark rolls his eyes, “you know that’s what i’m asking.”

“your dog is a nightmare! give me a second,” y/n gets up and runs into mark’s living room quickly picking up teddy and bringing him back into the room for mark to see.

“he’s cute and all but he doesn’t get along with my cat at all so i haven’t been home in days and i miss him.”

“who’s at your house watching yuqi then?”

“i paid hyunjin’s friend minho to watch him while you’re gone, not too much but enough to convince him to do it.”

mark nodes and there’s an awkward pause that weighs heavy on his chest. he wants to ask her about brian but he’s afraid that she’ll say what he doesn’t want to hear. and the silence weighs just as heavy on her chest because she doesn’t know how to tell him.

she decides to rip the bandaid off and quickly say: “ihavesomethingtotellyou” but in that same moment, mark also decides to do the same thing and asks: “did you get back together with brian?”

her heart feels like it’s sunk into her stomach and she says: “oh, uh, y-yeah we got back together.”

mark doesn’t respond but drops his gaze to his lap, and she can see his jaw clench.

“i ran into him a couple days after you left when i was walking teddy and we talked things over, and we got back together.”

“and you think this is a good idea?”

“well, i—“

“you forgave him that easily when he hurt you so bad? y/n, i held you every night for over a week while you cried over what he did to you. he tore you apart and i put you back together, i can’t believe that you would just get back together with him like it was nothing.”

“you know i am so thankful for how much you helped me mark, but i don’t understand why you’re so upset. it’s my relationship and my decision to make,” she says quietly, tears falling down her face. mark’s puppy tries to lick away the tears falling down her face and it hurts mark to see it.

“you’re right, it’s your decision to make and i’m in no position to be commenting on it, i guess. but it just hurts me to see you get back together with him because i know how awful you felt when you walked in and saw him with sooyoung, and i just — god, it fucking sucks — because i can’t believe he would treat you like that. i would never do that to you, i just can’t imagine being in his position, being so in love with you, and throwing it away for some random bitch. it makes me sick to think about,” mark confesses.

“mark,” she whispers in response, tears still flowing freely down her face.

mark lets out a sigh and wipes at his eyes, “i’m sorry, y/n, i never thought that i would be doing this over the phone. i never thought that the first time i told you how in love i am with you would be over the phone… but i really am, y/n. i think i realized i was in love with you the first time you met my mom and you accidentally mixed up snow and eye when talking to her in korean.”

she quickly recalls the memory — she had only been friends with mark for a few weeks, and his mom had come out to korea to visit him. mark was nervous because he had never introduced a girl to his mom before, and she was nervous because she wasn’t sure her korean skills would be sufficient to communicate with his mom, and she was right. she came to visit in the winter and got to catch the first snow, and quickly exclaimed “와, 눈이 왔다!” [it’s snowing!] and y/n, confused, responded: “whose eye is coming?” before she can get lost in the memory, mark keeps talking.

“when you left, my mom told me that she thought you were so cute and she hoped we would get together. i guess i never got the courage to say anything… and when things went bad with brian, i thought maybe i had a chance and was waiting for you to heal so i could say something.”

“mark, i don’t know what to say,” she takes a deep breath in, and looks at mark staring back at her.

“you don’t have to say anything, i know now that i’ll never compare to brian, it’s okay.”

“no, mark that’s not it—“

“it’s okay, y/n. just go home.”

“what about teddy?”

“i’ll ask johnny to go watch him, don’t worry about it. go home. can you be gone in the next hour?”

she nods. “y-yeah, i can do that. i’m sorry, mark.”

“mhm,” he says.

“i love you,” she responds.

mark hangs up the phone and y/n slumps into his bed, laying her head on his pillow and crying as teddy barks at her in an attempt to get her to stop crying. she pulls him close to her chest and he lays there as she continues to cry.

“johnny will be here soon,” she says through choked sobs as she pets teddy. “i have to go, i’m sorry.”

(a/n: tbh this shit HURTED to write but we’re almost halfway through the fic woo-hoo!!! i have a plan for my next fic after this and i’m really excited!)

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tenshiii27 · 7 years

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For What It’s Worth | Oikawa Tooru X Reader

A/N: This is a uhm, what do you call that, a paraquel to my previous story; tenshiii27.deviantart.com/art/… BUT YOU CAN READ THIS WITHOUT READING THE OTHER. I know, I know, you wanted a part 2 but I cannot help myself. I juts felt like I needed to write Oikawa's side. I will still write a sequel so thank you so much for reading. - - - - - “I’m done for… It’s over… She would never forgive me…” No. It can't. Oikawa continued to stare at the ceiling of his room. He’s been at it for god-knows-how long. His thoughts went around what happened earlier. To say that it’s a bad day would definitely be the biggest underestimate to define whatever he is feeling right now. He just lost the fucking game of his life. The one game where he was given the last chance to prove that maybe hard work would beat talent for once. If the game they lost was the only reason he’s up till now, reflecting about everything that happened, maybe it’d be easier to just sleep it off. But no, the cherry on top of this bad day is the moment when the girl of his dreams walked away from his life. Probably forever? He hopes not. The real reason why he’s still up thinking about everything is that today was also the day he lost the love of his life. - - - - - (Name) already left the room to go home and check on her twin sister. She seems very worried about her sister so he let her follow her sister. She would always complain about her annoying selfish sister but he knew deep within her, she loved her twin so much. He can’t blame her, they’re halves of a whole anyway. Iwaizumi walks in the room, probably frowning about the fact that Oikawa’s alone in the lockers now. “Where’s (Name)-chan? I thought she’s here with you.” He said. The chocolate-haired setter tried his hard to smile and compose himself, but he knew his dark-haired friend would immediately know he’s faking it so he stopped trying. “Iwa-chan. I’m sorry we lost. I should’ve gotten that last shot. Maybe I should’ve trained harder. Longer. I can’t even win against my kohai. What a bummer.” Oikawa said. His tears were forming in the corner of his eyes, he tried to hold them back but he let them fall anyway. His friend picked up a magazine from the bench beside him. Oikawa got confused at first but Iwaizumi already smacked the rolled magazine in his head before he could dodge. “The heck you’re talking about, Tooru?!” His eyes widened, tears stopped flowing. “We know of all people that you worked your ass off every day to train. You trained harder than anyone else, you even injured yourself at one point but you never faltered. Don’t tell me this is enough to crush your soul. Because if yes, I am officially un-friending you.” Oikawa stayed silent but his tears already stopped. He never thought Iwa-chan would be like this. He thought he would just say witty remarks about him being trashy and all but he didn’t. I mean, yes there was a little scolding but would it be Iwa-chan without some provoking remarks. Oikawa smiled. “Iwa-chaaaaaaaaan!!!! You wouldn’t really unfriend me, would you????? You’re soooo mean.” He spread his arms as if asking for a hug but Iwaizumi started walking away, but he caught a hint of smile from his friend’s lips. “Trashykawa is back.” Iwaizumi whispered to himself. “Anyway, where’s (Name)-chan? She was here earlier right?” “Yup. Her sister got mad at her so she followed her.” Oikawa replied. “This is one of the reasons why I don’t approve of you guys keeping your friendship a secret. Anyone with eyes and ears would be able see the fact that you guys are totally in love with each other no matter how much you try to hide it.” Oikawa blushed. Totally forgetting momentarily about his loss earlier. “You don’t know that!” H exclaimed. Iwaizumi can only snort in reply. “It is true that (Name)-chan is amazing. She’s not annoying, clingy, emotional and she’s trustworthy. She’s not quick to judge, she knows and accepts the real me. She’s amazingly beautiful and talented and smart and—But that’s not the point. I know I am doing a pretty good job at hiding my feelings!” “Yeah right.” Iwaizumi said, dismissing him. “By the way, Oikawa. You hadn’t forgotten about what you still have to do, right? It’s high time you tell her your feelings.” His dark-haired friend added. “But what if she rejects me? Tell me that she sees me only as a friend and that she’s in love with someone else? What if she’s in love with you??? I caught you once talking after school!! What was that about, Iwa-chan? Are you betraying me? What? Oh my gods, what if you’re the one she wants to be close to and was just using me to get to yo--.” Before he could finish, he again received a hard smack in his head courtesy by his friend. “You really are an idiot, Shittykawa! Didn’t I just tell you that anyone with eyes can see that you’re utterly in love with each other? She watches after you, you just don’t know it because you’re too busy overworking yourself to achieve you dreams. Now it’s time you pursue something else besides volleyball. She’s a good person, Oikawa. Don’t hurt her.” Iwaizumi was wrong. He did notice her. She was always reminding him to rest once in a while and not to overwork himself. He always noticed her watching them practice. It was one of the reasons why he never gave up, because he knew somebody got his back no matter what, well aside from his dear friend Hajime. It was the times they're together in that spot behind the old gym that he treasured most. They we’re open, away from the crowds and he would always feel at peace just sitting beside her. Maybe this was the reason why they kept their friendship a secret, they didn’t want intruders, they only want each other. When she walked over his table that fateful day, he started seeing her in a different light. She was wonderful. Other people would see her as someone who don’t give a flying f*ck about anything not her business, but he knew better. She was caring. Warm. They said she’s too quiet, he knew she’s simply observing. They said she’s cold, he knew she’s just tactful. They said she too reserved, he knew she just good at listening. He promised himself he would tell her his feelings after his last match in high school. Win or lose, he’d done his best to be where he is now. So the next thing before continuing his volleyball career, is to tell (Name) that he’s in love with her for a long time now and ask her if she’s willing to be his personal cheerleader. God, he would love to hear her shouts and cheers during matches. Whenever she encourages her, he felt like he can conquer the world. If he’s a king, she definitely is his queen. - - - - - He’s f*cking anxious. This isn’t like him. Whenever he faces strong opponents in matches, he’s never nervous. He’s calm and collected. But this isn’t some match, this is the love of his life. He’s gonna confess. He fidgeted, checked his phone, checked his reflection in the class window beside him but he cannot calm down. He’s going to tell her, he thought for the hundredth time. He’s a minute away from backing out when he spotted her outside the café. She’s beautifully standing there, clad in her favourite dress. He wanted to take a picture of the sight. He wondered why isn’t she coming inside, he’s already too nervous and his mind is in chaos so he decided to come to her before all of his courage drains. “(Name).” He says, approaching the girl standing just below a lamp post. She smiled, the boy wondered why there’s no hitch nor tug in his heart. Probably my calming techniques, working? He thought to himself. He’s too preoccupied in collecting his thought to think of unnecessary things. - - - - - “Damn that bitch is really close with, Oikawa-san. She’s too selfish to keep him to herself, knowing that I’ve always liked Oikawa? This is the reason why I always hated her.” (Name)’s sister thought to herself while watching Oikawa approach her. She used (Name)’s favourite dress and even tried her best to style and act like her. They’re twins, no can tell them apart aside from their parents. She never understood why her sister is always better than her. There should’ve been only one of them in this world. Maybe she never would’ve felt like she was some piece of trash compared to her perfect sister. No one knows how hard it is to beat someone who isn’t even trying to compete with you in the first place. “Ugh, I really hate her.” She thought, again. He’s going to confess. From his restlessness and the lovestruck look in his face, she knew he was in love. “Annoying.” She thought. “Oikawa is mine now.” “F*ck, if I speak, he’ll know I’m not (Name).” The girl thought. The only thing that is not totally the same with them is their voice. So she stayed quiet, just watching the boy in front of her. - - - - - - Gathering up the last ounce of his courage, he took a deep breath. “(Name), Ihavesomethingtotellyou. Iknowitmaybesuddenwithallthathappenedtodaywiththelosingandallbut uhm…” Deep breaths, Oikawa, deep breaths, he thought. Don’t fuck this up, man. She just looked at him, he’s still confused about not feeling anything rather than nervousness. He thought everything would be easy since whenever he looks at her before, he gives his all into holding himself back from pouring all his unsaid feelings. But he’s telling her now, he thought. So he relaxed. “(Name), I have been in love with you. I’m in love with you then, I’m in love with you now. From the moment you walked into the classroom, with you (h/c) hair flowing behind you and that look in your eyes that makes it seem like you’d understand even someone like me the way I wanted to be understood. I love you, (Name). You’re the only thing I would be willing to give up volleyball for if you asked for it. I love—“ He poured everything out, all the unsaid feelings he bottled for a long time only to be interrupted. She kissed him. It’s a positive response, he thought to himself. He was happy. Even though they haven't talked about his loss today, at least now he got what he wanted more than winning that damn game. The girl of his dreams. When her lips met his, it was weird. Not that he thinks it is weird to kiss (Name) but it had no spark. No fireworks. Damn it, he thought. Just when he thought that maybe he can get the other thing he wanted, it just didn't feel right. Did he assumed too much? Was he just desperate to feel accepted that he confused comfort with love? But it's impossible. I know I love her. I do. He thinks to himself. When the kiss ended, he stared at her. It's not the same. When he saw her smile deviously to someone from his back, a light bulb popped into his head. Fuck. He confessed and kissed the wrong twin. And knowing the bad blood between (Name) and her sister, he knew deep within him she would never forgive her. Much less listen to his explanation. She won't even look at him even if he kneel and beg. Who thought he would lose the two most important things in his life in one day?

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