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              I didn't want Mark to sleep on the couch beside me but the things is, hold up

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I didn't want Mark to sleep on the couch beside me but the things is, hold up. I don't know why I told him to sleep over there. Stupid me, I freaked out again. Should I tell him to sleep beside me? No way, it'll make me sound too desperate. I'm sitting on my bed, texting my family before getting ready for bed.


"Hey," Mark sat beside me, petting my head. "How's your family doing?"


"They're doing great." I took a glimpse at my phone, then stared at Mark.


"Don't you miss them?" He asked out of the blue, now holding my hand.


"Yup," I'm going to say the corniest shit ever but here goes nothing. Yes, you have to deal with it. "But I have you."


I looked away because hell, I don't want him to see my face as red as a strawberry even though he has seen it multiple times.


"WOW, GRACEY GRACEY! WHEN DID YOU BECOME THIS CORNY?" Mark exclaimed while laughing.





"Ever since I met you, you dumb fuck." I joked and punched him on the shoulder.





"Damn, now my feelings are hurt. Thank a lot. And dumb fuck? Really?"



Don't worry, he's joking. Honestly at first I thought he wasn't until he burst out laughing, poking my cheeks. I thought he was really hurt, so like I honestly felt really really bad.


"Thanks for making me feel embarrassed you idiot." I smiled at him and Mark returned it.


Mark scooted closer to me and took my head, gently. Then kissed my forehead. You have no idea how giddy I felt inside and outside. I cannot breathe. Damn, I didn't think he would be this romantic. And don't worry, we both brushed out teeth and washed our faces before this all happened. Yes, I know, such late notice. He pulled away and looked me in the eyes. He's still holding my head.





"We need to sleep now because it's 5:00 a.m. I'll tell Hyung JYP that you're tired if you sleep in. Okay?"


I nodded my head, still smiling at how generous and cute he is. I'm simply admiring him.


"Goodnight babe." He said before walking over to the couch.


"Goodnight to you too....babe." I said trying to fight back a squeal or a scream.





I laid down and began to fall asleep slowly before I felt my bed dip down, a person getting in the bed with me. Am I just dreaming? Hallucinating? I blinked twice. The room's dark so I can't see shit. I'm exhausted, extremely exhausted. My eyes slowly began to close until someone decided to speak up.


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