Perfect (Mark Tuan - GOT7 fanfic)

[Ocean and Atlantic]

Ocean and Atlantic

The people around me began to scream louder, some were sighing maybe because they wanted to be picked. Dang! I should have known how big this payment is when Yu Gyeom said he would let me pay this time.

As we made our way up to the stage, together with other girls, I tried to punch Yu Gyeom at his side and as not obvious as I could because I might go home with scratches. "I am so going to let you pay for this ten times." I hissed and he just gave me this soft laugh. "I'm already used to your 'torture', Pres." He replied before pairing me with Mark.

"The mechanics of this game is so simple." Jaebum began to talk while looking at us. I guess he was kind of distracted because of my get up but decided not to comment about it. Remind me to thank him for that. "All you guys have to do is to do exactly what we are about to act." He said pointed to Jinyoung.

I wasn't used to courtesies when they're my friends' friends. The fact that I just moved to Seoul to study high school supported that. I was born and raised at Canada. (My mom's Korean and my Dad's obviously Canadian. Oh, just filling up some information here.}

"First act!" Jinyoung shouted cheerfully. "Hold your partner's hands!" Before I could protest, the guy in front of me took my left hand. "Sorry. Just following the rules." He said as he stared blankly at me. (So he knew it was me.)

"Are you kidding me?" I asked in frustration and embarrassment. "This isn't a game!" I shouted enough for him to hear and to understand how embarrassed I was. "It's an effin' fan service!"

"It's your first time attending, isn't it?" He asked and gave me a smirk. "You really surprised me."

"Yah! I said both hands!" Jinyoung scolded us as he was trying to gesture to hold both hands. "You two will be eliminated if you don't follow the rules!"

Fine. I want to be eliminated instantly.

"No. Not today, love."

Before I could react to his statement, he took the other hand and the fan service proceeded.

Supposedly, I am here to apologize at him@ but it turned the other way round because of. . . me.

Why am I ended up arguing with him? Why am I making things worse?!

"FOREHEAD TO FOREHEAD!" and the fans started to scream for God knows how many times now. Then all of a sudden, the screams faded.

"You're here because of Jackson." Mark plainly stated. All I could hear at the moment was his voice.

What surprised me more is that, I never thought of Jackson the moment I entered this hall. "What are you talking about?"

"It's kind of obvious." He replied with his hands now on my waist mainly because of this fan service. "You never looked at anyone else the way you look at him."

"I'm sorry?" I fired back. "This does not make sense since you just me for like what, five times?" This is bullshit! Now, he's making it worse.

"The funny thing is, I just met you five times and I already figured it out." He stated coldly as his nose touched mine.

As much as I wanted to punch him hard as I could, I came here to make amends and not to make it harder for the both of us. It's frustrating when you were not in good terms with somebody.

"I-" as I breathed heavily because, dude, he was so close to me! "I did not come here to see Jackson."

"Yeah?" He stared blankly at me. "Then why did you come all the way here?" He asked again as he put on a smirk, gods, his smirks are making me not want to be mad at him. Smirks were supposed to be annoying! "Aren't you noob at directions?"

The position changed into a hug and I couldn't saw his expression when I answered his questions.

"This noob made this obviously stupid decision of travelling all by herself just to say sorry to this annoyingly smirking boy she's currently hugging." 

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FOR THE RECORD, I WOULD LIKE TO REPEAT MYSELF. I HAVE NEVER ATTENDED ANY MEET AND GREETS AND YES I ONLY MADE THE SCENARIOS. DON'T FORGET THAT THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION. THANK YOU.