diana ❁ mark lee

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"Yes. I regret them. You made me regret them," I say, tears blurring my vision. I made sure to enunciate my words.

I watch as Rowoon's eyes start to tear up. I maintain eye contact with the boy, "I'm sorry."

I scoff, "you've given me a thousand of apologies already," I grit my teeth, "but you always end up doing the same mistake."

"Cut!"

I step away from the tall boy, waiting for the make up artists to hand me a tissue to wipe my tears. I didn't want to wipe it with my hand, in fear of ruining the make up. It was not like they had put on thick make up on me, they made it light and simple knowing I had a crying scene today.

I grab the tissue, dabbing my soaking eye. 

"We'll stop here. We will continue on Wednesday. Thank you everyone."

Once the make up artist fixes my make up, they pull away. I amble to the van where my manager was waiting for me. 

Just as I was about to enter the van, I was stopped by Rowoon calling my name. I turn around to see him walking over to me. 

I smile, "hey, what's up?"

Rowoon smiles, he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, "I was going to ask you if you wanted to get early dinner with me?"

I widen my eyes in surprise.

"If you're busy, then it's totally okay!" he quickly adds. 

I thought for a while, I don't have any plans today so why not? I told Rowoon to text me the restaurant place and I would ask my manager to drive me there. The restaurant wasn't that far from the shooting place- about a 20 minute drive. 

I told my manager that I would take the taxi home, so he could go back home and see his family. We bid goodbyes while I waited for Rowoon to arrive. Luckily for me, I did not need to wait long since he arrived a few minutes later. 

We enter the restaurant, and a staff ushers us to our seat.

"Have you been here before?" I ask. 

The restaurant had dim lighting and the interior was very modern. It was a weekday, so there weren't many people around. It was nice and quiet. 

"I come here often with the boys," Rowoon answers, referring to his members. I nodded understandingly. "I really recommend their pesto pasta, it's really good."

I gasp, lifting my eyes to the boy who was seated before me, "I love pesto!"

Rowoon grins, "really? It's my favourite too!"

I laugh, "what are you getting then?"

"Definitely the pesto," the boy says, "but we can always share, if that's okay with you?"

After a few minutes of skimming the menu and picking what to order, Rowoon and I agreed to pick a few dishes where we would share. The boy told me that he has a huge appetite, so we ordered a number of dishes. 

"Also, I heard about the news with your um... boyfriend," Rowoon suddenly mentions. 

My eyes widen in surprise, but I quickly relax, "o-oh, yeah," I chuckle awkwardly. No one had talked about my relationship in public, other than my manager of course, but I barely talk to my manager anyway. 

"Congratulations," Rowoon smiles genuinely, "it's really hard for idols to date these days, and when I saw the news, I was really proud of you guys."

I felt my heart start to get warm at the thought of Mark's and I relationship. 

"Thank you," I say, "the day the news came out, was definitely a time where I do not want to go back," I share with the boy as he listens intently. I think of the day where I was crying my eyes out while Mark and I try to figure out what to do in our relationship.