Perfect (Mark Tuan - GOT7 fanfic)

[Still Breathing]

Still Breathing 

"Yu Gyeom, why do I have the feeling that you're doing this on purpose?" I hissed as I glare at the tall smiling bamboo. "Just to make things clear, which I know is crystal to you, I am not your personal assistant." I added trying not to shout at his face and to cause a scene while crossing the street. 

"Pres, it just happens that you're in the vicinity of the photo shoot." He stated in a 'matter-of-fact' tone as he continued smiling from ear to ear. "Also, my personal assistant has too much in his hands already." He added trying to be a gentleman and put another pair of clothes on my hands. "Isn't it kind to give extra hands?"

"You are so going to pay for this, Kim Yu Gyeom." I answered and he just smiled at me. "Wha-"

"Yu Gyeom, you should give more to her!" 

Oh, come on! are you being serious? 

"Can I also let her bring my clothes?" Mark teasingly asked and I swear I am so closed to throwing Yu Gyeom's clothes. 

"Sure! My hands are obviously not full of Yu Gyeom's clothes." I replied as I gave him my obviously annoyed smile. 

I think he will really give his clothes to me. Ugh! 

He was walking straight at me and I am internally cheering up my body to stay still because of Yu Gyeom's stuff which will soon be added with Mark's. 

"Okay, I'm ready." I stated and turned back to face him. "Give me your clothes." 

"You are seriously taking me lightly." He said and smiled widely at me. 

Dude. This man should be forbidden from smiling. 

Before I could answer, he already took Gyeom's clothes at me and started to walk faster. "Hey! I can carry his things." I said as I ran to reach him. 

"I can carry them too." He answered. "Look, I am not that bad to let you carry my things too. I was just teasing you." He added and smiled again. Damn, his smiles are annoyingly cute.

And I am starting to hate it. 

"You are always teasing me." I answered still trying to get Gyeom's things at him. 

"Nada." He playfully answered as he put both his hands on top of his head.  I tried to get it but it was a hopeless act because Mark's much taller than me. So I ended up feeling defeated. 

"You were so much more beautiful when you're annoyed, you know." He speak after minutes of silence as we enter a small village on which I presume is their photo shoot venue. 

Damn. Be still you stupid blood-pumping organ.