TIME: Mark Tuan edition

Chapter 69

"Five more minutes," he mumbles gripping onto me tighter.

"Mark, you've been saying that for over an hour," I groan. I try to get up, but he pulls me even tighter.

"I haven't seen you in such a long time," he whines.

"I saw you last week," I chuckle. He whines like a child and tucks his head under my arm and lays it on my chest. I sigh and rub his back as I turn flat on my back. He shuffles closer and cuddles to my side. "You know, your head is a lot heavier than it looks."

"It's full of knowledge that's why," he smiles and looks up at me.

"More like full of air," I poke his forehead. I chuckle as he pouts. I lean in and peck his lips. "You're a dork."

"But you love me," he smiles.

"I love you?" I question with a raised brow.

"I love you too," he chuckles. He leans up on his hands on either side of me and kisses my lips. I smile through it I grab onto his shirt to pull him closer. He shifts to lean on his elbows and moves a leg between mine. "I love you."

"You already said that," I chuckle. He stares at me. "I love you too."

"That's better," he smiles and leans back down for another kiss. Mark and I have been laying in his room since we separated from the rest at lunch. After hearing that I was coming over, he has told the guys to not disturb us. I arrived, had lunch, and was dragged into the room. The guys started hooting and giving warnings, but all we have been doing is cuddling and a few kisses here and there. His lips leave mine as they move to my cheek and to my neck. I sigh and roll my eyes as I nudge him to move.

"When are you planning to let me leave?" I ask him. He falls to my side and looks up at the ceiling.

"Didn't you say Miguel was sleeping over at Jen's as a favor for going to the concert with her?" he turns his head to look at me. The space between his brows wrinkle. I turn to my side and smooth that part out and offer a small smile.

"So you expect me to stay the night?" I raise a brow.

"Is that bad?" he asks.

"Have you ever thought that the boys would feel uncomfortable with me staying over?" I ask back.

"But they've stayed over at your place before. More than once! They didn't even really ask to stay," he reasons. I sigh and run my hand through his hair. He closes his eyes and I trace the side of his face. He's gotten skinnier.

"You guys have been running around the world. I'm sure they would want to relax and not worry about me being here," I explain to him. His breaths begin to slow down as I continue to play with his hair. "You guys are all exhausted. I think it would be best to just let everyone sleep."

"Stay," he begs in his dream state. He turns and wraps an arm around me and moves closer. He makes me turn to my side and cuddles into my back. "Stay."

I look behind me and see him already falling asleep. I sigh as I tuck my arm under my head and lay there. As I wait for him to fall deeper into sleep, I start getting groggy and soon fall asleep myself.

By the time I wake up, I feel a hand brushing through my hair. He hums so quietly, I almost miss it. I smile and cuddle into his chest. He kisses my forehead and let's his lips linger as he continues to hum.

"What time is it?" I ask with coarseness in my voice.

"9:28. Jinyoung came in to ask if we wanted dinner," he tells me.

"What did you say?"

"I said yeah. You're stomach was kind of growling as you were asleep," he chuckles. I groan and tap his stomach.