LOVE BET || Mark Tuan 【EDITING】

2.5 [EDITED]

"You look horrible Mark," Cecilia laughed as she grabbed the chair next to his desk and dragged it near his bed, "Here, eat first and then take the medicine, I'm here to take care of you today," she put down the tray on the night stand and handed Mark the porridge bowl.
He shook his head and pouted, "What? I thought you were hungry," Cecilia furrowed her eyebrows, wrinkles formed on her forehead, "Ah" Mark opened his mouth signalling that he wanted to be fed.
Cecilia laughed heartily, "You little thing, eat on your own, you've got hands to feed yourself."
"But I'm sick and sore, I've got a pretty girlfriend here that is completely healthy and loves me enough to come all the way here so she might as well feed this poor little sickly being," Mark pouted and pulled out the most baby-like voice he could've.
Cecilia rolled her eyes and scoffed but ultimately gave in her boyfriend's demand and started feeding him spoonful of still warm porridge.

After his lunch Mark took his pills and sank back on his bed, "Damn boy, a little fever knocked you out huh?" Cecilia mocked him, Mark grimaced, "Let me be," he sighed.
Cecilia suddenly got up and walked out of the door, startling Mark who thought that he had said something wrong; a few minutes later she was back with a small washbasin filled with water and ice, a clean baby blue towel on her shoulder.
Without a word she sat next to Mark and dipped the towel in the basin before wiping Mark's neck and face, finally she folded the half damp towel on his forehead, "Usually it's better to let the fever do its job and kill all the bacterias inside of you, but I you feel that bad we can try to lower the temperature this way," Cecilia smiled.

Mark looked rather surprised by her knowledge, "Internet" she said as if she was able to read Mark's thoughts, "You know, Internet does wonders when you're bored."

Cecilia scanned the room and noted how organised his room was: on the wall opposite his bed was a black wardrobe with 3 sliding doors, the central one was a mirror; in front of the window was his desk with a small fake plant and his laptop.
There was another desk near that one which was used as a gaming area: a huge curved computer monitor, a black keyboard and a rather expensive looking mouse.
The black gaming chair was a present from Jaebum and Yugyeom, it had Mark's name printed on the back in silver color.
A bookshelf was directly opposite the bed, next to the wardrobe, it was filled with different books, mainly school text books but also some other narrative books, the shelf in the middle was filled with picture frames of him with his family and friends and some other decors.
"Very nice and cozy huh?" Mark asked noticing how his girlfriend was studying his room, "Yeah, I didn't expect you to be so organised and clean, honestly" she giggled earning a light slap on the arm from Mark, "What do you mean? I'm always this clean and organised," he pouted cutely.

"Do you want to see some pictures of me when I was younger?" Mark asked hesitantly, he didn't want to show his embarrassing pictures but he also thought that she already knew about his most embarrassing pictures because his brothers showed her last time.
Cecilia nodded vigorously straightening her posture on the seat before Mark patted a little empty spot next to him, "I won't cough nor sneeze on you so that you will not have to deal with the same pain I'm going through now," he smiled.

Cecilia laid next to Mark as he grabbed a photo album from his night stand, he had many albums because his parents complied those before he came to Korea and whenever he has a few new pictures he'd print some out to fill the albums.
He opened the first page and there were two pictures of his toddler self, in one he was basically licking the a mic and looked straight at the camera, in the other one he was staring at the camera with the peace sign pose, looking mischievous.
"Oh God you're so cute!" Cecilia squeaked, she snatched the album from his hands and kept flipping the pages; the pictures weren't in any particular order, some were taken when he was older, others were taken when he couldn't even walk.

At every page Cecilia would go 'aw' or 'so cute' or even laugh hysterically at some very silly pictures of Mark, he would tell her some anecdotes regarding the photos if he could remember them or his parents had told him about the background of the pictures.
"Next time I want to see your baby pictures," he said as Cecilia closed the book, "I don't have many pictures in Korea as I didn't bring my albums with me from the States, also my parents always told me that the pictures from when I was around 2 to when I was 5 were lost when we moved to a different house."
At that moment realisation hit Cecilia like a truck: she had not seen those pictures because his parents were afraid she'd be triggered or something like that and not because those were actually lost.
Mark sensed that he made a bad move and quickly tried to mend his 'mistake', "It's okay, it's okay, I'm sure you were a pretty little girl, definitely prettier and cuter than now," he giggled making her turn around with a rather stern look on her face, "Which one is cuter? The 5 years old me or the present me?" She asked, a threatening hint hidden somewhere on her voice.
"You, the present you" Mark raised his hands in sign of surrender.

"Well I need to get going, I told Sky we'd bake a cake together cause she's going to burn the whole house down if she's left alone in the kitchen," Cecilia patted her clothes and straightened her sweater, "If you need anything I'll come back tomorrow morning so just send a message before lunch time, got it?"
Mark winked in response and Cecilia laughed again, he was a big flirt and she knew it, but nevertheless those little gesture would make her stomach twist and turn with butterflies.

The following day Cecilia showed up around 2pm still on her school uniform, "I brought you today's notes and some fresh fruit again," she smiled showing all her front teeth, such a genuine and addicting smile that automatically made him happy.
He loved that smile, the sound of her laugh was like music to him but she never told her, afraid that he'd sound like a freak.
Cecilia sat next to him again, he had already eaten his lunch and taken his medicines; his fever went down a lot and he was feeling much better than yesterday.
"So here are the notes, if you want I can go over them with you," she offered knowing that Mark had some problems with chemistry.

The notes were typed on the computer, probably Bambam took them and probably they weren't the best notes ever.
"But how-" he was about to ask, he was graduating that year while Cecilia was a year behind him, "Well you know... it's easy to understand that, I like chemistry and I went over the notes during lunch and when I was on the bus..." she explained.
Well the thing is Cecilia excelled academically, she was good in every subject and scientific subjects were her favourites, also the idea of helping her beloved boyfriend just gave her an extra push to get through the notes and the topics that were discussed in his class that day.

She started explaining and she drew some notes on a different paper in order to make it more easily understandable, "Bambam Is really bad at taking notes, he usually misses half of the explanation and we never get anything out of his notes," Mark explains sighing after racking his brain around a subject he absolutely despised with all of his guts.
"But you need to admit that this were taken really well, he gave his all for this notes," Cecilia laughed, "Maybe he copied this notes from someone else, I can't believe he did this all on his own," Mark continued astonished, he thought that no way in hell Bambam could have got all the notes right and complete in chemistry when he, himself hated the subject as much as Mark did.
"Whatever the case he saved your ass, so be grateful instead of dissing him!" Cecilia smacked the back of Mark's head.
"Yes ma'am!" He muttered under his breath.

On Thursday, when finally Mark was all recovered from the fever, he had confronted Bambam about the notes Cecilia brought him, "Yeah I did get those from our class representative, you know she's a very diligent student and her notes are very easily understandable," Bambam explained, "And how'd you get her notes?"
"You know that I'm bombing all my exams and I'm about to fail this year right? So because she needed some extra credits for her university's application, the head teacher asked her to tutor me, so she's been helping me and honestly she's really sweet," from how Bambam talked about the girl, Mark knew that maybe Bambam was also trying to hit on her but didn't bother to ask.

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Edited: 17-04/2021