TIME: Mark Tuan edition

Chapter 35

A/n it's a little past midnight here and I wanted to post on Christmas so here it is!

For those who celebrate, Merry Christmas. For those who don't, Happy Holidays! I hope everyone is safe and enjoying time with their family and/or friends. I hope you all continue to have good health!

Enjoy!

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"You've got to be kidding me Eric!" I said ridiculously as I stare at my plane ticket in my hands. He gives off a nervous laugh.

"You know the language! You know people there! It'll be fine! You can do it! Make sure you do well for our company. Good luck. I have to go bye!" He didn't even let me talk before he breezed through his pep talk and said goodbye.

"Unbelievable," I mutter. At least they gave me two tickets. I glanced over at Miguel who was eating his dinner across the room. I hold my hand against my forehead and sigh. "Miguel, do you want to go on a trip?"

He looks at me with wide eyes and nods with his mouth full. Once he finishes the food he asks me where we are going.

"We're going to go on a plane again. Where do you think we're going?" I ask playfully as I walk towards him and sit beside him. I brush his bangs back and watch as it falls back in place.

"UNCLE MAWK!" He screams bouncing in his seat. I chuckle at his excitement.

"Does being on a plane always mean we are going to see your Uncle Mark?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes!" He says confidently. "Why else would we go on a plane, Momma?"

"For work, Hun. This trip can be fun, but I have to work. You will behave so I can do so right?"

"Of course, Momma! So are we going to see Uncle Mawk? I need to call him! We need to tell him!" He says raising his hands waiting for my phone to be placed in them.

"We might not even see your Uncle Mark. He's a busy person too, Miguel," I tell him leaning back on the chair and rubbing his head.

"But I have to tell him!" He whines. I close my eyes and sigh. I open them again to look at him seriously.

"First, you finish your food. Then you need to wash up and get ready for bed. Maybe after I'll let you talk to him, okay?" He nods happily and scarfs down the food. "Slowly, slowly."

Without distractions, Miguel does everything he was told to do and is now standing in his room waiting for my phone in his hands. He stares at me with wide eyes and I squint my eyes at him as I watch his actions. I pull out my phone and find his number. I had texted my friends that I was coming and everyone was ecstatic. I had also texted Mark that I was going to call soon.

I dial his number and wait for him to answer.

"Chris?" He answers curtly slightly out of breath before he grunts.

"Uhm, hello to you too," I say unsure of the situation. He doesn't answer for a bit and I hear a clank. It had then dawned on me that he was working out.

"Sorry. Working out." He answers in fragments.

"Figured," I reply. "Anyway, Miguel here has something to tell you. I'll go further into detail later after him. I had told Jen and the others so I'll leave the members to you. You'll get it after you hear Miguel. Who right now is bouncing on his feet impatiently waiting for the phone. So I'll talk to you after. Here's Miguel."

I handed the phone to Miguel and he quickly grabs it and holds it to his ear. He animatedly talks into the phone as his actions project how he feels. I chuckle and leave his room and head towards mine.