Falling for Mark Tuan | (Sequel) | Markson

Chapter 3 | Decisions

"Chanyeol? Channie? Yoda?" I called, knocking on his dorm room door.
"What do you- Oh, it's you," Chanyeol laughed, leaning against the door frame.
"Why aren't you in Music class?"
"I slept in... and I don't really feel like going. How did you know I was here?"
"I didn't. I just hoped you were."
"Classic Mark. Come in, I'm sure my roommate won't mind."
"Thank you," I smiled, following him as the giant walked into the room.

His room was a lot similar, except the desks are where the beds in my room are and vice versa.

"Have you seen Jackson recently?" Chanyeol asked, sitting down on his bed, whilst I sat on his desk chair.
"I saw him at Orientation, haven't seen him since. I'm dorm partners with Jinyoung, though."
"That sucks, I'm partnered with... I don't really know his name, actually. He doesn't say much," Chanyeol shrugged, "I don't mind, though. I understand, we might be friends later, it's only been one night."
"One night with a stranger, yeah, it'd be awkward. With Jinyoung, though, it was almost as if we had known each other for years."
"You have."
"...Well, you've got a point."
"I know."
"Where is your roommate, anyway?"
"He left for class half an hour ago. I don't know what class."
"Fair enough."
"I'm not too worried, we'll be friends at some stage."
"I'm sure you will Chanyeollie."
"Anyway, was there anything in particular you wanted?"
"I've got a class in two hours, I wanted to see what you were up to."
"Awh how sweet." Chanyeol beamed, "I've been sleeping, mostly. Baek wouldn't stop texting me last night, I didn't get to bed until 2 in the morning."
"You and your healthy relationship," I smirked, a hint of teasing in my voice.

I looked around the room, Chanyeol had put all his things away, it honestly looked really messy on his side of the room, but his roommates side was hardly touched. There was one thing that caught my eye. A small rock on the desk next to Chanyeol's, one that looked extremely familiar. That's when it clicked.

----Mark's memories (2 weeks ago)----
"Look at how cute these rocks are!" Minhyuk exclaimed, stepping on the rocks in order to reach the small pool of water.
"Yes, they are very cute," I laughed, watching as the boy crouched down and picked up the small pebbles.
"Mark, can I ask you something?"
"Go for it."
"How can you be so happy? After everything that's happened to you."
"I'm not always happy, Hyukkie."
"I know... but how can you pretend?"
"I don't have to pretend, either. If I'm with someone I love, I don't have to pretend to be happy. I try not to let my feelings get the best of me. Like you. I don't have to pretend to be happy around you."

Minhyuk simply nodded, picking up a small rock from the rock pool in front of him.

"Minhyuk, are you okay?"
"I will be." He whispered, clutching the rock in his palm, "This little pebble is me. It's small, not the best looking rock. It takes years upon years for it to be like that. It took years upon years for me to be where I am."
"I'm proud of you, you know that."
"I know. Everyone is."
"I'm more proud, though."
"I know," Minhyuk laughed, standing with the small rock in his hand.

----- End of memories -----

Minhyuk is Chanyeol's roommate.

"I know this looks really bad, but I need to look in your roommates drawers."
"Why-?"

It was too late, I was already looking in the first drawer of the desk.

"Come on Mark, that's just invasion if privacy!" Chanyeol complained, obviously not liking the idea.

I looked, a few pens, paper, just stationary. So I looked in the next, it was just full of reading books.

"Mark, seriousl-"
"Here we go," I sighed in content at the photos and memorabilia in the last drawer. A large stack of photos, a group photo of us, then a couple of photos with himself and the individual members of our group, and with some other people I have no idea about. Then, finally one with me.