special | mark tuan ff

epilogue

YUNA'S POV

"yuna open up the door!" i put my phone away from my ear as she literally yelled in my ear this early. i just woke up please.

i went downstairs hearing the constant knocking on my front door. once i opened the door i was surprised by a hug. i patted her back and let her in my house.

she let go of the hug and looked at me. "aigoo did you just woke up young lady??" i nodded and looked at the time, it's 12pm.

"did you stay up late again??"

"no i was just tired since i had a long flight yesterday" i went to the kitchen. "ah right! you and mark went to la!" i hummed and opened the fridge.

"do you want anything mom?"

"nono dear i'm good and speaking of mark, where is that fine boy?" i grabbed myself a small milk carton and went back to the living room.

"he's probably at their dorm-"

"that young boy is so nice and good looking! after you introduced him to me i searched them up and same with his group, i've been watching their videos alot!" i don't know how i should feel about this.

"ah where are they celebrating?" i gulped drinking the milk and putting down.

"mark said he wanted to celebrate with us, should i call him?" my mom agreed and looked really excited. i've never seen her like this before.

this caller is unavailable

huh? that's weird. mark usually answers my calls.

i tried to call him again but he didn't pick up. "what's wrong?" my mom asked.

"he's probably busy" it still bothered me how he didn't answer but i decided to leave him a message.

"is it snowing outside mom?" i finished drinking the carton of milk.

"yeah, make sure to wear lots of layers of clothing when you're going outside" i hummed.

mom decided to put her things on the spare room upstairs. we decided to start cooking on what we were gonna eat later and for tomorrow.

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it's now 7pm. all day mark didn't call me nor message me and i was kinda upset. i asked the others where he was but no one replied. me and mom were eating the dinner we prepared.

"is mark gonna come sweety?"

"i'm not sure.." i looked at my phone again but still no reply. she stood up from her seat while i just sulked on my phone.

when she came back she had paper bag with her. she told me to open it and it was a wooden box.

"what's this mom?" I opened the box and wound it. it played a soft melody, this must be an music box.

"it's my present to you, i decided to give it to you early because you looked so down" i admired the music box as it played a familiar tone, it played miracle.

"you didn't have to-"

"but i wanted to" i smiled at her and gave her an hug.

mom decided that i should head to my room and she'll clean the table. i tried to insist on helping her but she wouldn't give in. i put the music box next to my bed as i layed down and used my phone to pass time.

there weren't any news of their schedule today which is really weird. i decided to call youngjae at 9pm and surprisingly he picked up.

"yunaaaa what's up?" the way spoke seemed like he wasn't in his best condition.