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Tiffany sighed contentedly, feeling Mark's arms snug around her waist, his warm breath brushing against the back of her neck.
Their legs were tangled beneath the sheets, bodies fitted together so naturally it felt dangerous, like they'd been doing this for years instead of hours.
They were supposed to be sleeping.
Instead, every few seconds one of them would breathe out a quiet laugh, which made the other laugh too, until they were both trying, and failing, to stay silent.
"Do you have any plans tomorrow?" Mark murmured.
"Yeah." She nodded. "Gotta meet up with a friend."
"What friend?" he asked, voice muffled against her skin.
She turned around slowly, fitting herself against his chest, cheek pressing to his collarbone. "You know him too...from middle school. The year you left."
"Ah..." he hummed. "I think I know who you mean. What was his name again?"
"Jinwoo," she said softly. "You remember Jinwoo?"
"Yeah..." he smiled faintly. "That nerdy guy we hung out with."
She snorted. "He was not nerdy."
"He totally was," Mark muttered, tightening his arms around her. "But yeah. He was fun."
She traced lazy circles on his fingers. "You wanna come along? He's gonna freak out when he sees you."
"What time?" he asked, pulling her closer without even thinking.
"Lunch."
"I've got a performance in the evening," he said. "We reach the venue around five, so..." He shrugged. "You wanna come?"
"Only if you come to lunch," she teased.
"I mean...I can."
"Good." She smiled against his jaw, pressing a sleepy kiss there. "I'll tell him."
He let out a small laugh. "I still need to introduce you to Alice noona..."
"You were weirdly determined about that today," she said. "Why?"
He hesitated for half a second before giggling like an idiot.
"...Jaehyun hyung is dating her."
"No way!" Tiffany laughed, instinctively wrapping one leg around his waist. "How many of you are taken now?"
"Until yesterday?" he said. "Only him."
She lifted herself closer to his face.
"...Today," he added softly, "me too."
She smiled so hard it almost hurt.
Sliding an arm around his neck, she kissed his cheek-slow, lingering.
"You're so cute," she whispered. "How does anyone not fall in love with you?"
Mark opened his eyes. Looked at her like she was everything.
He brushed the hair out of her face, thumb tracing her cheekbone with ridiculous tenderness.
"I love you."
She melted instantly, tucking herself into him again.
"I know," she whispered. "I know you do. I love you too."
Mark inhaled slowly.
Her hair smelled like jasmine.
He tugged the blanket up around them, pressing his chin to the top of her head, holding her like he was scared she'd disappear.
And this time, they actually fell asleep.
Together.
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