TIME: Mark Tuan edition

Chapter 53

a/n ....hah, long time no post. Anyway, school year is coming to an end and I've honestly lost all motivation. It's worse than senioritis. Anyway, I guess my lack of motivation for schoolwork changed to motivation to write a bit. So here it is. Sorry if it seems broken and not really flowing well, i wrote it across months since the last time I posted. I'm trying hard to wrap it up, but I don't know if it will be a satisfying ending.

....oh and i have to say guys.....jackson is my bias wrecker. my twittered is filled with his face and clips of him and he's honestly so adorable, kind, sweet, loving, and really...really.....handsom/hot/gorgeous/etc. it's not that i just noticed, no. I've always glanced his way, but dang. he's glowed up well. sorry this is so long, here's the chapter.

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"Psst." I narrow my eyes and re-read the same sentence for the nth time since I arrived. I am currently in the studio with JB and he has been pestering me since I arrived. "Psst."

I continue to ignore him and take a deep breath. I continuously chant in my head, "Soon. He'll stop soon."

"Christine-ah, just tell me. When Jinyoung heard I was meeting you at the studio he begged me to ask. We've been thinking about it for a while already. The boys will find out sooner or later and they'll come running in-"

"I'm not talking about this anymore, Im Jaebum," I cut him off with a glance.

"You haven't even started talking about it!" he whines. I roll my eyes and wonder when this boy started becoming like a child with me. Why isn't he the normal chic indifferent guy? "Please, Christine-ah! It's just a small favor!"

"I'm here to help you write. Nothing more, Jaebum-ah," I sigh and go back to the sheet I had been reviewing. I mark a few things and scratch my head with a few I don't understand.

"You're also here to help create a demo..you don't have to record again! We could just take a snippet right here and use it. Pleeeeease!" he begs and begs and I burry my head into my hands. I start groaning as he pesters me.

Knock Knock

He quiets down and we look towards the door.

"Yes?" he calls out after clearing his voice.

"It's me," JinYoung's voice rings from the other side of the door.

"YES!" JB repeats in a new tone. I roll my eyes as he gets the door. JinYoung comes in with a wide smile bearing coffee and food. My eyes lighten at the sight of it before I remind myself of the purpose.

"So, how's it going?" he asks in a sing-song voice.

"Hm!" I hum curtly turning my head back towards the lyrics.

"No luck?" I hear him ask JB. "Noooonaaaa!"

The corner of my lip opposite of them rises a bit as I hear him act cutely and referring to me as noona. As he nears, I quickly drop the small smile and turn away further.

"Noonaaa," I hear the pout in his voice. He wraps his arms around me and wiggles me back and forth as he pouts. "Pleaaaaaase!"

"You guys are ridiculous," I comment in English.

"We are not," JinYoung responds back in English. My eyes widen and I turn to him. "Surprised?"

"Very..." I mumble. "Lessons?"

"Mmm!" he nods and smiles childishly. I chuckle and pat his head. My phone goes off and I try to pry him off as I look for my phone, but he holds on.