You were in the living room of got7's dorm for about a week. Your room was in the back away from the boys. You were on your phone. The boys were out having free time. As you were watching TV you heard your phone ring. You looked to see that it was jackson calling. "Hello?" "Hey! Are you okay? Is everything okay over there?" Jackson asked. Yes im fine jackson. You thought to yourself, "it's so nice to know that the boys want to make sure i'm okay." Especially because you are alone all the time. " okay good! We will be home in about 15 minutes." "Okay! See you guys in a few." You said. You hung up the phone and laid down on the couch and waited for the boys to arrive.
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15 minutes later*
You heard the door unlock and sat up quickly. One boy one the boys entered. They all came and gave you a hug except for mark who went straight to his room. Seeing that mark went straight to his room you lowered your head. You felt someone touch your chin and lift your head up. It was youngjae. "What's wrong (y/n)?" Nothing you replied. Are you sure? You look sad. "Yeah im fine." You said. Okay if you need anything just let me know okay? Said youngjae. "Okay thanks oppa." You replied.
It was 9:30pm and you were feeling tired but you were with the boys in the living room. You were sitting on the couch next to jackson and youngjae. You look around for mark and spotted him on the far end of the room sitting down on the floor. You couldn't help but stare at his handsome face. He suddenly looked up and caught you staring. You had a late reaction on turning away so he knew that you were staring. Your cheeks blushed a deep red and your face got hot. You rested your head on the couch. Before you realized it you were leaning on Youngjae's shoulder. You looked around and noticed mark had an angry expression on his face. He was staring. You sat up. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight everyone." You said as you began to walk to your room.
You laid down on your bed under the blankets. You thought to yourself, "does mark hate me? What did i ever do to him? Does he hate me because i came to live with them?" All these thoughts caused tears to roll down your face as you drifted into a deep sleep.
