TIME: Mark Tuan edition

Chapter 64

a/n I'M BACK. literally arrived at 1:00 this morning and got home almost an hour later. I KOed right when I got home and woke up at 12:00 in the afternoon. Definitely had to sleep. I hope everyone had a nice week and weekend. I had fun on my trip, but missed out on so much. I'm looking at social media and am seeing so many moments of the boys. They are so amazing.

oh and this pic of mark...all of his pics from the magazine.. 

hot damn.... his everything.....look at the biceps, the forearms, the hands, fingers, lips, nose, eyes, brows, hair, cheek bones, jawline, chin, body....can I have him yet?

here's a little filler, since I wrote this really quick to let you guys know I'm alive.

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"That night was suppose to solve problem within the group," I say softly as I play with the bottom of my shirt.

"Sometimes there aren't solutions to things," Mark sighs. "Look, as far as I know, there has been a little more interactions between them. Don't get your hopes up. Just because they're fine one moment doesn't mean they will be fine completely."

"I know," I sigh.

"Aww don't pout. Chris, I know you want everyone to be happy and always together, but it doesn't always happen," he tries to comfort me.

"I wish you were here," I mumble. I hear him sigh.

"I do too," he says. "We're going to be busy with concerts so I can't say that I'll be home soon."

"I know. I want you to do well with every concert you have. Your fans all love and support you guys with whatever you do," I tell him.

"They're what keeps us going. We wouldn't be here without them," he adds. "Even if we don't have a large fanbase here in Korea, the fans overseas are beyond what we could imagine."

"I know. It's amazing how diverse your fanbase is," I agree. I look over at the clock and groan. "I have to leave soon."

"You haven't left yet?" He asks surprised.

"When we made the call I still had a couple hours. Now I have a little more than an hour, but I need it for transportation," I explain.

"We can stay on the phone till you get there," he suggests.

"True. I'll just put in my earphones," I agree as I start gathering my things. "How are things there?"

"It's okay. We're all just resting and doing our own thing," he says.

"So everyone is either snacking, sleeping, or working out?" I ask. I plug in my earphones and put them on. Making sure I have everything, I head out to catch the next bus.

"Basically," he responds. "How come you don't try to get your license?"

"Never thought I'd really need it, plus I'm not really in a position to buy a car," I answer.

"Makes sense," he says quietly. "But taking the bus isn't easy either, right?"

"Public transportation is never easy. It's basically me fixing my time to their time and even then it's sometimes not the same time," I say. I lean against the wall of the bus stop and wait for my bus. "At least I learn more of my way around by taking the bus. It's also cheaper than taxi, so there's not that much harm."

"How do you do it when you have a lot of stuff with you?" he asks.

"Well, like the times I brought to your dorm. I just carry it. I'm lucky to have gone during times that were not busy. When I buy groceries for my place I usually buy it gradually," I explain. "My usual things like toiletries have their own schedule. Groceries on the other hand vary, so every few days I visit the market and buy whatever I remember."