𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 ❣ 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨.

Chapter Ten. [13+]

As soon as Mark enters his office, he saw another fresh bouquet of flowers. The other flowers are already rotting, he felt bad for not taking care of them. They are just displayed on his table.

He walks over there and sits on his swivel chair. He puts down his bag on the floor before he takes the post-it note from the bouquet.

hey, minhyung ♡

thanks for going out with me last saturday. i know i forced you, but i'm still thankful hahaha. until next time! for now, i'm sending you another bouquet of flowers. take care! love you.

- jisung.

Mark can't help but smile. He saw another sweets in the bouquet and this time, it's a pack of chewing gum.

"Maybe later after lunch. Thanks, Jisung." He mumbles, standing up from his chair because he already has a patient waiting.

×××

"Hi, Minhyung!" Mark startles when he sees Jisung outside the clinic.

"How long have you been here?" he asks.

"Just now. I want to walk you home." Jisung grins, "Please?"

"Jisung Park, are you courting me?" Mark didn't know why he asked that when he obviously knows the answer.

"Oh my God, you just realized now?" Jisung chuckles, "Yes, Minhyung, I'm courting you."

Mark rolls his eyes, "Okay, you can walk me home." He then presses his bag on Jisung's chest. "Carry my bag."

"Gladly." Jisung winks and grabs the bag and hangs it on his shoulder.

The older blushes and slaps the younger's arm gently. "Let's go!"

×××

They stop walking in front or an apartment building. Mark takes back his bag from Jisung, the latter just lets him. "See you tomorrow."

"Hey, I said I'm walking you home. So, I'll come with you until you reach your apartment." Jisung grins.

Mark sighs, "Fine, fine."

"Yey!"

They enter the building and walk towards the elevator. Mark presses the number 2 button, and Jisung clings onto his arm.

"Why?" Mark furrows his eyebrows confusedly.

Jisung gulps, "I... I feel dizzy whenever I ride an elevator."

Mark slides his arm off Jisung's grip and wraps it around his waist. The younger blushes at the gesture. "You're safe."

Jisung slowly melts in his touch. "Your presence and warmth never fail to make me feel safe and loved." The older only chuckles, smiling fondly at the blue-haired guy beside him.

They finally reach the apartment. Mark lets go of Jisung's waist and smiles at him, "Here's my apartment. See you, then."

Jisung bites his lower lip, "Minhyung," Mark hums as a respond. "Can I kiss you?"

"Minhyungie, can Sungie kiss you again?"

"Why, Sungie?"

"I missed you. And your lips are so soft. I want to feel them against mine once more."

"God, you kid, what are you saying?"

"Uh," Mark stammers, "I guess."

"If I'm not allowed to kiss you, it's okay. I'll be going now. See you—"

"YesJisungyoucankissme." Mark says fast, but somehow Jisung catches it.

But he wants to tease the older. "What? I didn't quite catch that. Say it slowly, Minhyung."

Gosh, this kid is embarrassing the shit out of me. Mark breathes out. "Yes, Jisung, you can kiss me."

Jisung grins and cups the older's face. He leans closer and presses their lips together. He starts to move his lips, hoping the older would respond, trying to hold back the urge to lick the older's lips.

He was about to pull away when Mark kisses him back, tilting his head to side.

God, I'm in love with him. Mark pulls away, cheeks burning shade of red. "I... I gotta go now."

Jisung giggles and nods, "See you tomorrow."

"See you. Thank you for tonight, Sungie."

"My pleasure, Minhyungie."
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