Family Friend

Chapter 20

-2 Weeks Later-

"Thank you so much for everything," I smiled, hugging both Mr. and Mrs. Tuan tightly. "I'll keep in contact I promise."

"Are you leaving Marcey?" Kylie asked, looking up at me. Kneeling down, I opened my arms, letting her hug me before motioning Leila to join as well.

"Yes, I am," I answered, hugging both girls tightly. "I'm going to be staying with Uncle Mark."

"Tell him I say hi and I miss him?" Nodding at her request, I grinned and lightly tickled their necks, earning loud giggles.

"Now you two behave, okay?" With their nodding heads in response, I gave one last hug before kissing their heads. Standing up, I smiled and tightly hugged Grace.

"Thank you for watching them," she stated, hugging me back before pulling away. "Keep my brother under control." She joked, pointing a finger at me.

"Yes ma'am," I saluted in response. "It's no problem to watch them, they're sweet."

"Marce," Kieren called. "Our flights being called. We've got to hurry."

Nodding, I quickly said my final 'goodbyes' and jogged towards Kieren, who now, did in fact have platinum blonde hair. Handing over our tickets and passports, we eventually boarded the plane, sitting side-by-side. We had paid for a flight straight to South Korea, not necessarily having time to stop in another country sadly.

"This will be a long flight," Ren mumbled, looking out the small window beside her. Luckily, the rows sat 2 instead of 3, so it was only us.

"Well, goodnight," I responded, getting comfortable and trying to catch some much needed sleep.

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"Marce," a familiar voice stated, as my shoulder shook. "We're here. Wake up. How the hell did you sleep mostly the entire flight?"

"I haven't slept for the past few days honestly," I yawned, stretching and hissing in pain at a kink in my neck. "I finished as much school work as possible."

"Oh yeah," she nodded slowly. "Well hurry, buckle up, were landing in a few minutes."

Tiredly nodding, I situated myself, buckling up and waited as we came to a bumpy stop. Eventually told we could exit the plane, I stood and took hold of my carry on, and walked out with Ren following closely behind.

"If the guys are here, which I highly doubt, no jumping," I stated, walking into the main floor. "Mark sent me a picture of JYP, who would helping us, and picking us up."

"Bags first, then JYP, then customs," Ren cites, as we tried to find our way to our luggage. Luckily, a worker spoke English, and directed us on our way, and we picked up our suitcases before searching for JYP himself.

"Marcey, Kieren," a voice called. Spinning around, we came face to face with a man, who looked identical to the picture of the one from Mark.

"JYP, sir is that you?" I asked politely. Tensing slightly from his curt nod. "We have to get to customs, where is that?"

"Follow me," he stated, walking between us and towards where we were hoping was customs.

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Finishing up quickly, he showed us outside to a large black van, causing me to furrow my brows. Shrugging it off, I swiftly placed my bags in the back once the door was open, not paying attention.

"Hello to you girls too," a familiar voice sasses. Looking up, I saw BamBam staring at us, a grin on his face. "Hello."

"Did you guys come pick us up?" Kieren questioned, shocked as she noted that Yugyeom was smiling at us too.

"Yes we did, request of Jackson-hyung and Mark-hyung," he answered.

Smiling, I shut the doors, and opened the ones on the side before climbing in. All the guys were sat comfortable in the van, Yugyeom, BamBam and Jinyoung in the back, JB, Youngjae and Mark in front of them, and JYP, and Jackson in the front row. Smiling, I sat down on the open spot beside Mark, as Ren took the one beside Jackson. Shutting the doors, we took off down the road.

"Well don't you just look amazing," Mark smirked, taking in my attire of his hoodie, and my black sweatpants that were too big, my old beat up Vans on my feet, and hair thrown up in a messy bun.

"Thank you," I responded, rolling my eyes. "Is that.... My bracelet?" Taking note of his short sleeves and jeans, I noticed a familiar black wrist band in his wrist. For what, I wouldn't know seeing as how the marking was gone.

"Yes, why yes it is," he answered. "Also may have taken a stuffed bear of yours." As he laughed and gave a sheepish grin, I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Okay then," I responded.

Taking his hand in mine carefully, I began to play with his fingers, instantly distracted. The noises coming from everyone else faded, and I was content with the events happening before me.

"Baby," Mark whispered. "Were almost there. I don't know if there will be film crew, or paparazzi. Normally there's not, but you never know." Nodding numbly, I continued to mess with his fingers as he kissed my temple softly.

"I was told to tell you by Kylie and Leila that they miss their Uncle Mark," I grinned. Leaving his fingers alone now and intertwining my hands together. "Also, Grace told me to keep you in check."

Smirking softly at his pout, I laughed as he untangled my fingers before playing with them softly. "Well okay then missy," he stated, sticking his tongue out.

Glancing forward, I saw Ren was already asleep, head on Jacksons shoulders while he was smiling happily at her. Eventually, he rested his head on hers before his arm moved, most likely around her waist. As they cuddled up, I took notice of how JYP was reacting, and he had a very faint grin on his face before he noticed my look. Then he turned stoic, looking away.

"Marce," BamBams voice called. Looking back, I gave him my attention as he grinned. "Your dorm is down the hall from ours, isn't that good."

"Yeah, it's great actually," I grinned. "Me and Ren are sharing?" He nodded in response.

"Normally they don't let us request certain things, however since there's 2 couples involved, they allowed it for once," Mark stated.

"Coco," I mumbled, gaining confused yet amused looks from the ones that heard. Throughout my time learning who GOT7 was, I had found many pictures of their dog Coco. Having a massive love for animals, Coco instantly stole my heart, and instead of having Mark as my 'bias,' I had Coco. She was the real bias.

"You know who Coco is?" I heard Youngjae ask.

I nodded in response. "So cute and tiny, and ferocious, and tiny, and Mark... You have competition now." BamBam was shocked before he did his loud commentary while the others laughed, however Mark pouted.

"That hurt," he responded. "Right here." Placing his hand on the right side of his chest, I rolled my eyes.

"That's not where your heart is," I sang before he flicked my forehead. "I was gonna give you a ppoppo but never mind then."

"No wait, I never hurt you. Ppoppo please? Can I have one?"

Rolling my eyes, I leaned up and kissed his cheek softly, smiling. There was no doubt in my mind that I had made a good decision coming here. I got away from Dylan, who was still not found, and was able to see my boyfriend again. Throughout all this, Ren was there too, and we were enjoying ourselves, happily in the arms of the people we cared for.