Days With Mark Tuan (One Shots)

99. The Proposal: Part 2

You checked your phone to see hundreds of missed calls from Mark the last few days since he proposed. You don't know what to do. You don't want to lose him but you also don't want to ruin GOT7. Your doorbell rang and you got out of bed wearing sleeping shorts and a really long t-shirt that is only big on you because it is actually Mark's regular t-shirt.

You were surprised to see JYP at your door when you opened it. "PD-nim! A-Annyeonghasaeyo," you greeted him politely and formally. "P-Please come in." You stepped aside to let him in and lead him to the living room. You made coffee for him and sat down in a chair across from the couch he was sitting on.

"How are you, ____?" asked JYP.

"I've been doing well. Thank you for asking," you replied nervously, not fully understanding why he's here.

"How's living here?"

"This home is great. I can not thank you enough for helping me find this place."

"You're welcome. I just didn't want you to get caught living with GOT7 and things will go bad for both you and the guys. Plus, I guess now it won't be awkward seeing the guys every day after calling it off with Mark."

"Y-You know?"

"I put two and two together. Mark haven't been... his best lately. He's constantly checking his phone every chance he got and he seemed to have a lot on his mind. It seems like he can't function."

"That's the complete opposite of what I want to happen," you thought out loud.

"____,  I know this is something Mark should be the first to hear about, but maybe I can help. Now usually I don't meddle in my children's personal lives too much, but not only is it affecting Mark, but it is also affecting all of us. Why did you turn down Mark's proposal?"

"I'm sorry. When we made it public that Mark and I were dating, everything went crazy. GOT7's fans hated the fact that I was dating Mark, especially considering I have no status in the entertainment world. I'm just a normal person who happens to be lucky enough to have met Mark. The came at me and at GOT7. But imagine what will happen if I was to say yes to marrying Mark? How will feel? What would happen to GOT7?"

"Mark told me you're always like this. You put other people's feelings first, but ____, this is a big life decision. Your life decision. I don't want you to regret any of this. If you truly love Mark, let the world know. If you show it well enough, people will start to see how well you two complete each other. I know I see it every time I see you two together. Don't let a 'what if' ruin a beautiful relationship between you two."

"So you're okay with Mark proposing to me?"

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't. Of course, I was little iffy when you two started dating, but you two have come a long way. I see how you bring the best out of him and I don't think you two realizes it. There will be people who disapprove of  the relationship because Mark is in the entertainment world and you're not, but that shouldn't matter. Your feelings and Mark's feelings should come first, especially if it involves affecting both of your lives."

"What about GOT7?"

"Nothing will happen to GOT7. I will make sure of that. Now go."

You quickly got up. "Thank you so much!"

You headed to the door and then stop. "Ah! PD-nim! I'm sorry but can you please lock the door on your way out?" You opened the door and was about to head out, but stopped again. "Oh! And you can just leave the coffee mug in the sink... or there! I'll clean it when i get back." Once again you attept to head out the door, but JYP stopped you.

"____!"

"Yes?"

He held up your key. "Your keys?"

"Ah!"

He tossed your keys and you caught it. "He's at the company."

"Thank you," you said again to JYP. You finally ran out the door and into your car. You started your car and drove to JYP Entertainment.

You arrived at the company and ran into the practice room where GOT7 always practice. You stormed into the room when GOT7 was practicing some dance moves. They all started at you as you stood there, looking at Mark, out of breath.

"Noona!" cried Yugyeom.

"____?" said BamBam.

Mark speed walked over to you. "____! What are you-?"

You cut Mark off by placed both hands on his cheek and pulling him in for a kiss. Mark wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer as you wrapped your arms around Mark's neck, pulling him in closer as well.

"Mark," you said, your arms still wrapped around Mark as Mark still have his arms wrapped around you. "I love you."

Mark let you go and you did the same. "But you said you turned down my proposal."

"Please let me explain! I-I didn't want to but I was scared a-and worried. Mark, GOT7 means the world to you and I was scared I might ruin for you and the other members."

"What do you mean?"

"Mark, you knew the fans weren't too happy when they found out you were dating me. And I know you tried really hard to hid that from me, but that didn't work. The fans got mad and... I thought if i turned down your proposal... if i ended everything right there, you can stay in GOT7 and you all will be happy."

"____, how can you expect me to be happy if you're not in my life?"

"You were happy before you met me. I don't change your happiness."

"How can you say that? Yeah, I was happy before i met you, but after I met you, I've felt something I've never felt before. My happiness turned into love." Mark grabbed both your hands as he looked into your eyes. "Everything about me changed when I met you. I became a better person. You're my strength in everything I do. You affect my life more than you think."

"I'm sorry, Mark. I almost ruined our relationship because I ran away."

"How about you make it up to me by  running to me every time you run away?"

You smiled. "I promise. I will run away to you, even if my plan is to run away from you."

Mark pulled you in for a hug and in return, you wrapped your arms around his waist. "So does this mean you'll marry me?"

"Yes. I'll marry you."

Mark pulled back a little. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring. He slipped the ring on your ring finger and then kissed the back of your hand. Everyone cheered as you and Mark kissed you again.