𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 ❣ 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨.

Chapter Sixteen.

"Mark, another bouquet from Jisung." Mina, one of the dentists in the clinic says, standing by his office door while holding a bouquet of tulips.

Mark smiles immediately upon seeing the flowers and stood up from his seat. He walks over to his co-worker and grabs the bouquet, thanking the female dentist. Mina nods and finally gets out of his office.

He went back to his swivel chair and takes a seat, pulling the sticky note from a pack of gummy candy in the shape of flowers.

His heart is beating so fast as he starts to read his admirer's note.

hey, minhyungie ♡

tulips are my second favorite flower, especially the color red. i remember these were the flowers i gave you the first time. yes, i like tulips but i like your lips more *winks* ㅎㅎㅎ

ugh, i miss you already. i wanna see you today but you told me to not skip classes :(( i'll see on saturday, then. take care! i love you ♡

xoxo,
sungie.

He lets out a soft giggle after reading the note, shade of pink blush obviously flashed in his cheeks. He scrunches his nose, smiling to the image of Jisung in his head as he places back the sticky note inside the bouquet.

He then grabs his phone from the table and dials his mother. A few rings before she answers the call.

[Hey, sweetie! How are you?]

"Hey, Mom, I'm fine." He bites his lower lips gently, tugging the hem of his shirt. "Uhm, Mom,"

[Yes?]

"Is it okay if I visit you on Saturday?" he asks, sighing.

[Sure, baby, of course. Momma misses you so much.]

He smiles slightly. "And, uhm, I'm with... Jisung."

[With who?]

"Jisung. Park Jisung." He chews on his lips, breathing heavily.

[O-okay, sure.]

Mark felt guilty. He lied to Jisung. He actually haven't told his mom that the younger is courting him.

He bites his lips hard, he could almost taste his blood. "Okay?"

[Sweetie, I know how much that kid is so enamored of you since he was younger. And you know the reason why we went back to Canada, right? I don't want the both of you to have an attachment with each other.]

He knows that. He fucking knows that. "But Mom—"

[He's too young. Jisung's too young. He would find someone—]

"Mom, he's courting me." He cuts off his mom, and he could hear a gasp from the other line.

[He's what? He's courting you?]

"Y-yes."

[See, Mark? I knew that would happen once he gets older. Mrs. Park wouldn't stop telling me that her son has a huge crush on my son. I know you're in the right mind to decline him because he's too young.]

What, decline? Why would he decline Jisung when he finally reciprocates the kid's feelings? "No, Mom, I won't. Yes, I'm in the right mind. I have the rights to decide for myself. If you don't like Jisung for me, I don't care. Oh, and I'm not visiting you anymore." He quickly hung up before his mom could even speak.

He inhales deeply, closing his eyes tightly. Then he opens his eyes before exhaling.

He places back his phone on the table and frustratedly grabs the pack of gummy candy from the bouquet.
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