The new week started and Mark saw his roommate less and less. The model was working hard like always but so did Mark.
Updating one book and writing another was what he always did months back but now Mark found it as exciting as ever. It was fun to write an upcoming book when he was reading his fans' comments on his newest. How much support he had! They loved everything he was writing.
Currently, he was working on the confession seen between Yuna and Intae. For that Mark used the conversation between him and drunk Donghyuck. His friend's words moved Mark and inspired him. He used the same phrases.
As Mark didn't have the chance to confess, he made it so that Intae could. While using Intae he confessed his feelings to Yuna, who was based on Dongsook. So, technically he confessed to Dongsook too. Which... was the main reason he was nervous when he asked Dongsook to sit and read his work.
"You write good confessions. If only people in real life would say something like this," she commented, rolling the last word on her tongue as if she was about to spit it out.
"It depends on who you are going to date. You can make a poet say these things but not a mechanic."
Dongsook pushed herself off the desk so that she could roll backward and face Mark.
"If you're single, why do you write such good confessions?"
"I'm practicing."
"To me, you look like an expert now."
Mark was an expert in everything only in his head. In real life... There was no way he was going to be a great cook just because once he wrote about a character being a chef.
Anyway, Dongsook missed indirect Mark's confession. The writer knew it could happen. Dongsook wanted the characters not to be exactly like them. So, now the communication between them and the characters didn't work well as she was too focused on the imaginary people and their little love life.
Mark didn't know how to confess himself, though. He was good at writing romantic scenes but he wasn't a romantic at all. The young writer had no idea how to leave clues anymore but neither did he know how to confront Dongsook.
He knew he was a coward for that. Why was he so scared when he already knew that Dongsook liked him back? Well, Mark wasn't brave at all. Anxiety mixed with his imagination created weird scenarios. Mark hated how they ended and so he decided to wait a bit more.
He had no intentions of showing Dongsook he liked her face to face, but he did make moves to show a little interest.
"Do you want to go out tonight?" he asked Dongsook when he heard that she was going to have a day off the following day.
"Why not? Should we grab a drink?"
"You drank not a long time ago."
Dongsook looked away. Mark narrowed his eyes. It was the first time he mentioned that night, purposely or maybe not, trying to check if Dongsook remembered it happening. The way she reacted assured him that she did remember. After all, Dongsook was a person who remembered things even after getting wasted. Mark learned it because of the Halloween party she told him about.
The question was what exactly she remembered. The guy she brought or the conversation between her and Mark? Realizing that Dongsook actually remember every single thing, Mark suddenly flushed. Did she know that he tried to kiss her?
"Don't expose my habits," Dongsook laughed, snapping Mark back to Earth and reality. "You know that I love drinking."
"At least you're not drinking frequently," Mark also laughed as he tried to match Dongsook's mood.

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WRITER'S BLOCK ⋮ markhyuck
FanfictionOnce a celebrated online novelist, Mark's enviable imagination has suddenly run dry, leaving him unable to write a single sentence. Desperate to salvage his career, he seeks inspiration from his former university writing partner, Donghyuck with whom...