i did this thing once, now i do this other thing [mark tuan//jaebum]

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after jinyoung left, mark wolfed down what jinyoung brought for him and quickly picked out some outfits for got6's photoshoot later on. he then took his leave back home to start packing his belongings and preparing to move in with the boys.

although the address that was passed along to him was a walking distance from his house, mark ended up walking in circles and getting lost. in the end, he hailed a cab.

mark lugged his bags into the lift and panted heavily as the lift makes its ascend.

the moment his finger pressed the doorbell, the door sprung open.

"hyung! welcome!" yugyeom screamed excitedly.

youngjae ushered him in and everyone else helped him with his bags.

"so uh, where will I be sleeping?" mark asked.

"you'll be sleeping with me and jaebum." youngjae said with a smile.

all the members helped to move his belongings into his new room.

"you can sleep on my bed. I'll sleep on the mattress." jaebum said.

"what? oh no I'm fine with sleeping on the mattress-" mark said.

"just take it." jaebum sounded so firm mark knew that was the end of the conversation and he could only acquiesce.

mark could sense that this was an olive branch from jaebum. a peace offering for what he said earlier.

"alright! we prepared a small welcome party! the chicken and beer should be arriving any moment." jackson said with the devilish smile.

"ya! I thought we only ordered chicken! what do you mean beer!" jinyoung exclaimed.

"hyung, we haven't had any alcohol in such a long time." bambam pleaded.

"fine. since this is a special occasion." jinyoung relented.

while mark and jinyoung barely touched any of the beer, all the other boys were busy getting drunk off their asses, jackson being the drunkest.

"I am wild and sexy!" jackson yelled before falling face first onto the sofa.

"twinkle twinkle little star..."youngjae half-screamed half-sang.

yugyeom and bambam were busy engaging themselves in an arm wrestling match (with bambam being an absolute sore loser and whining a lot)

jaebum fiddled with the tab of his 7th beer can.

mark looked on with amusement.

"oh god, I knew this was a bad idea." jinyoung sighed exasperatedly.

"so... what do we do?" mark asked.

"just leave them here until they fall asleep I guess." jinyoung shrugged.

"alright. I'll be heading for bed now. this party has certainly sapped my energy for the night." mark said.

"yeah, me too. let's go." jinyoung said.

jinyoung switched off the lights in the living room and went into their bedrooms.

"why! turn it back on!" youngjae protested loudly.

mark chuckled, still finding the situation mildly amusing.

just as mark was about to drift off into dreamland, he heard someone stumbling into the room.

suddenly he felt someone stroking his cheek.

"mark ya. I'm sorry"

mark squinted in the dark, trying to catch up glimpse of who the intruder might be.

"jaebum?" mark whispered.