Markjin One-shots

Five Walls- Wall #2

Anger.

Jinyoung

"Hey Mark have you seen my red pen? I need it I borrowed it from a friend." I explained to the suddenly disturbed looking Mark, he seemed to be busy writing something down,"Uh no I haven't." He replied with grunt, which was all he really replied with these days,"Oh okay." I shrugged turning to go back to my searching,"Uh Jinyoung wait!" Puzzled I turned back towards the boy,"Yes?" Mark looked down at his hands,"What friend?" Raising my eyebrows in surprise I chuckled,"Just a friend. You wouldn't know who they are."

  "How do you know that if you haven't even told me who it is Jinyoung! Why do you think you know everything about me? I'm not that easy read!" He snapped, making me jump away from him in surprise. What bug jumped into his cereal this morning? I thought bitterly, apparently me.

   Glancing back at the angry male I made my way to the kitchen,"Well then I guess I won't be able to tell when you are hungry." I responded dryly, he needs to stop being so rude. It's been this way ever since Mark started talking again, as if he jumped from one emotion to the next. Shaking my head with a sigh I turned back to the newspaper I had been reading. Maybe I should take him down town for some fresh air.

   Finishing up the sandwiches I was making I picked up the two plates and took my time walking to Mark's room. I kicked the door lightly with my foot,"Mark can you open the door?" "I mean I can." Rolling my eyes at the smart ass response I scoffed,"Open the door." A shuffling sound was heard before door opened to reveal Mark with messy hair. I smiled,"I brought you a sandwich."  Don't yell at me for it. Mark simply nodded,"Come in."

  Following him into his room I sat down on his bed and handed him his sandwich,"Did you put cheese in it this time?" He questioned, I nodded. Haha finally I did something right! "Both kinds?" What. I gulped, nervous,"We have two kinds?" Mark gave me a 'you didn't know' look,"Jinyoung! You forgot to buy some? Didn't I tell you I wanted both cheddar and Swiss?" I glared at him,"No! You didn't! You cant expect me to know what you want all the time! Or for you to tell me and me just go do it! I'm not your slave!" I knew if I didn't stop this could turn into a stupid argument but all he has been doing for weeks is yell at me and it's time he knew what he was doing.

  My anger kept rising as he continued yelling at me,"Well I'm sorry you feel that way but you've never been here for me when I really needed you!" I gasped in disbelief,"Never been here for you? Who was the one that made sure you ate, put you to bed, kept you alive when you were so busy being depressed and mopping about your dead Mother-" My eyes widened at what I said, you went too far Jinyoung. Mark looked at me in surprise before his eyes filled with hurt. Look what you've done! I should leave now, he won't want me around after that.

  Quickly picking up my things that I would need I headed toward the door, I couldn't look at Mark, his hurt expression would only pain me,"Where are you going?" A sob sounded behind me, I hesitated at the door before grabbing the handle,"A little fresh air will do good for the both of us. I'm spending the night at my house." I'm sorry.

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I laid in my bed all night, unable to go to sleep knowing Mark was probably at home crying because of me. I just called his house home. My eyes started to gather their own tears as I remembered the troubles Mark was going through, he lost his mother and now for all you know he thinks he's lost you. Curling up into myself I frowned, even my blankets can't keep out the cold. Closing my eyes I realized just how tired I was. Tomorrow, I will fix everything tomorrow. I promised, don't worry Mark, I'm never going to leave you again.

"Beep beep beep!" I mocked my alarm clock, that annoying technology was just willing to make my life living hell. I ran my hands through my bed hair, trying to remember if I had any plans today. Wait a minute. Looking around I noticed that my bed sheets were blue instead of green like the ones I was so used to waking up in. The walls were pinkish white instead of blue. I'm not in Mark's guest room, I'm in my bedroom.

  My eyes widened in realization,"Mark!" I yelped, jumping out of bed awake as I'd ever been,"I need to get ready!" I mumbled to myself, throwing off my clothes I searched my dresser frantically. What to wear? I scolded myself, clothes aren't as important as Mark right now Jinyoung! Throwing on a random hoodie I found on the floor I grabbed a pair of black jeans since black goes with everything and slipped them on. Snatching my car keys off the counter I thought for a moment, should I just run? I mean it's not that far.  Leaving my keys on the table I put on my running shoes and headed out the door, locking it just in case.

  Starting off in a jog I quickly sped up my pace, panting only a few minutes into the run. You really got to exercise more often. Arriving at Mark's house my breath caught in my throat. What will Mark say after I just left like that, when he needed me. Maybe I am never there for him when I should be. Pushing the thought away I walked up to his door, knocking on it after I had regained my normal breathing pattern.

Mark opened the door, his hair was the same, a bed head as usual since he never bothered to brush it. He was wearing one of his plain grey sweaters he only wore on rainy days. It's a rainy day to him. I looked down in shame,"I'm sorry Mark. I'm really really really sorry." Not looking up I held my breath, waiting for him to say something. He stayed silent. Just say something,"Come in." He replied, emotionless. Please don't tell me the silent Mark is back. I pleaded with every God possible. This is all my fault.

   I sulked all the way into his living room,"Mark I need to talk to you about what I said. It was wrong of me and I'm s-" my words were broken off as he hugged me, so tight I thought he might squeeze me to death,"Please don't say sorry again." He whispered, his face buried into my neck,"I don't care what you said, I just miss you." Pulling him back into the hug I rubbed his back soothingly as I felt him shake, sobs starting to form,"Mark, please tell me you have stopped feeling angry?" Is it okay to ask this?

Mark nodded into my neck,"I promise, I won't be mad anymore."

Good.