Dare 2

9

I walked in my room, and shivered as it started to become colder and colder in my house. Luna left and I'm alone in my house. It was quiet and eerie.

I pulled on a sweater and walked down to my living room to watch a new drama that had been aired. I snuggled on the couch and watched it intently.

A loud bang was heard in my kitchen and my breath was caught in my throat. Some more noises were heard and I slowly became scared. What is in my house? The noise stopped and a voice spoke out, "Mali!" The voice was too fimilar.

"Mark?" I asked out. His body appeared in the room and stalked towards me. "I'm sorry, babe. I missed you so much." He said and scooped my face in his hands. "Are you drunk?" I asked him as I smelled a faint smell of liquor lingering from his breath. "I'm not drunk, I had three beers." He said in a matter of fact tone.

"Why are you here, Mark?" I asked taking his hands off my face. "I need you," He said. "I miss you. I take you in everyday and I never seem to have anything bad to say, you're so beautiful and I never want you to think otherwise. I miss our sweet kisses, our long talks...more importantly, I miss you. From your hair to your eyes. Your lips, your smell, fucking everything!" He exclaimed the last part.

"You pull me in without even trying, and it drives me fucking crazy." He said and pulled me in. We both pushed ourselves in for the kiss, and it was a hungry, needy kiss. We missed each other, more less...needed each other. "I missed you so much." I said breathless.

He leaned back in connecting our lips, and pulled me by my legs to come closer. He rubbed circles on my upper thigh as we had an intense make out session. Needing more I pushed myself closer to him.

Feeling that this is were I'm meant to be.

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I woke up in my bed, and the house still looking intact. I went downstairs to see a plate of food made, and it had tin foil over it to lock in the heat.

A note was next to it and it was from him, Mark. I smiled at his cute action and unfolded the note.

Mali,
I'm sorry I left without saying anything, but I'll be back to see you later. I have to go home and get ready for work. I hope you enjoy(ed) the food I made for you. I love you, princess. 
♡- Mark

I opened my food and started to eat it. I moaned in satisfaction, as the food was really good. Thank you God, for letting me have one proper meal while my mom is in America.

You maybe wondering what's going on...well, after our make out session we talked for a bit. We talked about us and getting back together. We want to be on the down low, not have our relationship public yet. We thought it would be the best if we kept it like this.

So yes, we are back together. And No, nothing happened last night. (Get your mind out of the gutter)

He said so many nice, and sweet words last night. He made me melt. I broke and let in, but it was the best decision I've ever made. I missed him, craved him, longed for him and it worked out for us.

I smiled at the thought of us being so close, and him being so tentative. It was an eye opener for the both of us.

God, I missed him.

After eating and washing the plate off, I walked up stairs to get dressed. I decided to go to the mall, specifically the music department. There was a little birdie with a big heart I wanted to see.

I made it to the mall and I walked by the jewelry section. There was a pretty necklace that looked like a flower, but it was made out of diamonds. It was very pretty.

I walked to the food court to get some food, and I bought his lunch. It was around Mark's lunch hour, so I thought I'd get something for him.

"Mali?" I heard my name called and I spun around looking for the person. It was Mark. I smiled at him and he returned it. "What are you doing?" He asked me with a small smile.

"Buying you lunch, and me a cookie." I smiled and paid the cashier. "You didn't have to do that, Mal." He said as I grabbed the bag with my food in it. "It's the least I can do, and you did make me breakfast...this is my thank you." I handed him the bag, and had my cookie in the wrapper.

"You're welcome, babe. I get off at three. Do you want to hang out later?" He asked me with a sense of hope laced in his voice. "Of course, My house?" I asked him. He nodded and said, "I'll bring the cookie dough ice cream." With a smile.

We said our good-byes and he had to go back to work. They were lacking staff today, so he didn't really have time to talk. I walked around the mall looking for anything that caught my eye.

I bought a couple of shirts, and I bought some make up. I didn't really get a lot, but truthfully I never do.

I made my way to my car and thought for a second, I want some coffee. I made my way to the café that I met Jaebum in, and I ordered my usual.

I haven't seen Jaebum, and I kind of was worried. He said he wanted to hang out next Thursday, but why schedule it so far away? I walked up to the counter and sat at the island next to the cashier. I looked down and sat in a gloomy state.

"Everything okay, miss?" A guy asked as he passed by me. He was a worker because he had that black apron on that the employees here have to wear. "Yeah, just bummed that I haven't been able to see my friend. He works here, actually." I said and sighed. "JB?" He asked with his eyebrow raised. "Excuse me?" I asked confused. "You mean JB? His actual name is Jaebum, but his friends call him JB. He had to go visit his grandparents, his grandmother fell ill. So they went to visit them." The guy said.

"Oh..." I said trailing off. "Yeah, but he'll be back next Thursday." He finished up. Jaebum said he wanted to hang out that day, and he will just be coming home. "Thank you," I said waiting for his name. "My name is Jinyoung. And you?" He asked. "Mali." I smiled.

"Well Mali, I think it's your lucky day. I have your coffee." He smiled at me.

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A/N

THEY'RE DATING IDJUSJSB (again)
I'm happy, are you?

So I looked back at my first book, and I am embarrassed by it. It literally is trash, but I have to keep it up for you guys.

I'm planning on going back to the first book, and editing it. It has a lot of mistakes and it kills me.

I hope I have grown as a writer and my works are getting better. I'm surprised so many people have read my first book, because it's just so bad. I read a couple of chapters and I was like "How can anyone sit and read this? This is terribly written, and it's just God awful." But I'm not going to bash myself, too much.

If it wasn't for writing that story, I wouldn't be were I am today here on wattpad.

Am I better at writing? I hope I am.

Anyway... I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and my small rant. ♡