K-Pop: Imagines & Reactions

(ɴᴄᴛ) ᴍᴀʀᴋ - ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ʙʟᴏꜱꜱᴏᴍꜱ

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✿ 1st Person POV ✿

After a long flight, I stretched, yawning. We had flown from Seoul to New York City and I hadn't gotten much sleep along the way. Heading to the baggage claim area, I caught a glimpse of Johnny and Yuta appearing jet-lagged. A small chuckle escaped my lips as I watched them and a few other members start walking in the same direction as me.

My job, as part of the staff for NCT, was to ensure that all of the members' luggage made it onto the plane and made it to the members once landed. It was difficult, to say the least as there were twenty-three members and each had at least a couple of suitcases or bags.

Hendery sided up next to me, hopping excitedly, "We're in the US!"

"Yes, we are," I grinned, sorting through NCT's luggage, "Oh, here this one's yours." I handed him a bag, looking for his suitcase. After finding it, I marked him off the list and continued searching for the rest of the members' things.

"Renjun, Shotaro I have your bags," I called through the group of members who were trying to help. Thankfully, the two quickly stepped forward and collected their bags. "Wait, I also gave you one of Kun's bags by mistake," I realized, the situation soon becoming quite hectic. The males were trying to sort through it all and exchange luggage they had taken by mistake.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, "Okay, who already has all of their bags accounted for?" A few members raised their hands and I speedily directed them to separate themselves from the others. It took several more minutes until everyone was content and had all of their things.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I was able to check off the items accounted for...that was until I realized Mark was still missing a bag. My head shot up, eyes scanning for him. He was standing off to the side, glancing around. I was sure that he had also noticed something missing. I approached him, "Mark, you're missing a bag right?"

He swiveled in my direction, nodding, "Yeah, it's not here. I thought they put it on the plane?"

I scratched my head, "What was in the bag? Do you know?"

"Uh, it had some of my hygiene stuff in it," he shifted, a sheepish look on his face.

"Oh, I see..." I trailed off, "Let's ask someone here and see what happened to it."

Leaving his luggage in the care of the rest of the members, Mark followed me and we found one of the workers. After asking them, and then making a few calls, we were informed that the bag was left in Seoul.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, "It was my job to make sure your stuff made it here and you ended up losing a bag."

He shrugged it off, "It's alright. At least it's not like I lost my phone or computer or anything. Those are more expensive to replace."

I smiled, gracious for his optimism, "I guess you're right. Send me a list of things you're missing and I'll go buy them, I owe you anyway."

"Okay."

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Trudging up the hotel stairs in dismay, I swung the store back. I had gone and picked up most of the things Mark had asked me to get...but somehow, somehow they didn't have bodywash for men. Hopefully, he could borrow some from the other members.

I reached his hotel room and knocked on the door, waiting for a response. A few seconds passed by so I spoke up, "Mark, it's me--Y/N--I'm back from the store."

The door opened, Mark peeking around it cutely, "Hi~"

Chuckling, I handed him the bag, "Here, I got you what you asked for but um...they didn't have any bodywash for men--which was really strange. So I wasn't able to get you that. Are you able to borrow any from the other members?"

His smile fell, "I mean I could...but I don't like their body wash." Frowning, I opened my mouth to speak but soon closed it. He fidgeted with his fingers, "Could I use yours?"

My eyes widened, "But... Okay, I guess so."

I quickly went to my room that I shared with two other female staff members, retrieving my bodywash and making my way back to Mark's room. Giving it to him, he thanked me before ducking back inside his room, I assumed to take a shower.

Later that evening, I was with Mark, Yuta, Lucas, and Johnny. We were hanging out together in a lobby on the floor we were staying on. I was working on a post for my blog until I overheard the boys teasing Mark. Peering up, I watched them as my lips formed into a soft smile.

"Oh, is that cherry blossoms I smell?" Lucas waved towards his nose, breathing in deeply. A wide grin spread across his face.

Mark pulled his black hoodie over his head, covering his face with his hands. "Hey, stop teasing me," he pleaded, laughs escaping his lips.

"Look, he's getting shy!" Yuta exclaimed.

I watched as Mark jumped to his feet, running behind my chair, "Y/N tell them to stop bullying me!"

"Hey, stop teasing our lovely Mark," I demanded, my lips forming a fake pout.

"Oh?" Mark peeped his head around so that he could see my face, "You think I'm lovely? Am I cute too?"

I felt my cheeks heat up slightly, "Uh, I mean of course."

Jumping to the others, he beamed, "Ha! She thinks I'm cute!"

And that was the day I started to fall for Mark Lee.

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