Afraid // Jaebum x Reader (Cannceled)

6.

I saw my mom on the couch in the living room, not sure if she was awake or not, but I didn't want to know so I quickly and quietly ran back outside. I sat on the curb and sighed. I didn't want to go in there, but I can't stay out here all night. I pulled my hands into the sleeves of the sweater and remember it was the one JB bought for me. I quickly took it off and put my old one on and hid the new one behind a bush. I heared some footsteps behind me, I panicked and started to appoligize, afraid it was my mother. "No need to appoligize. But may I ask, why are hiding the sweatshirt Jaebum bought you?"  It was only Mark. What was he doing here? Then I saw he had a little dog with him.

"May I ask what you're doing out here, and with this cutie with you?" I asked reaching down to pet the pup. "Her name is CoCo. I'm just taking her out for a short walk before it gets too late. Also needed to clear my mind." He gave a nervous chuckle. "You still didn't answer my question." He then spoke. I looked down at my feet. I was silent for a minute.

I felt Mark's eyes still on me. I didn't want to tell him, but I couldn't lie to him either. I felt tears running down my face. I quickly wiped them away, and felt Marks arms around me. I looked up at him. "Could I stay at your place tonight." I choked on my tears, and without any question Mark grabbed the sweatshirt I was previously hiding and guided me to his house.

Marks house was small but super cozy. Judging by the size he lived by himself. "You can sleep in my room, I'll sleep on the couch." He said, with a pile of blankets in his arms. I smiled at him thankfully. "Ah, you need some pajamas. You can wear a pair of my sweats and one of my shirt, here, follow me." He led me to his room, then grabbed out some sweats and one of his t-shirts. I went to the bathroom and changed. With Mark and I being close to the same hight, his clothes fit me decently well. I smiled as I took in the scent of his clothes.

I walked back into his room to see him laying on his back, shirtless I may add, blush showing on my cheeks. I cleared my throat and Mark sat up and smiled at me. "Ah they fit great!" He said excitedly. "That shirt looks way better on you than it ever did on me, why don't you keep it." I blushed more and sat on the bed next to him. He grabbed my hand and examined my arms seeing all the bruses, new and old, scars and fresh cuts. He sighed, raised my hand up to his lips and kissed my hand.

"Y/n?.. Do- do you want to tell me how this happend?" Mark asked. I shook my head, pulling my hand away from him. He sighed again, but then gave me a small sorry smile, before getting up. "Okay, you'll tell me when you're ready. Now get some rest. Goodnight." He turned off the bedroom light and went to the living room. I covered myself under the blankets and silently cried before drifting off.

An: gaaaaahhh Maaaark... so Yugyeom and Mark are my ultimate got7 bias wreckers... so this chapter kills meeeee.