Dare 2

10

I took a drink of my hot beverage and winced from it burning my tongue. I pulled up in my driveway and parked my car. I trudged out of my car pulling my bags with me. I locked up my car and walked to the front door.

I was greeted by silence and I went straight to the television to turn it on and the stereo in the kitchen hall. I turned that on for just some type of background noise.

"Mali!" Jungkook yelled startling me. He walked in my house and went in the living room. "What?" I asked irritated. I kicked the ground and locked eyes with him. "Do you have any syrup? I made pancakes and we have no syrup." He said and looked pained. I growled at him. "Who's home with you?" I asked raking my hands through my hair. "Just me." He said.

I walked to my kitchen and took out a plastic bowl with a lid and poured the sticky liquid inside. I set it on the table for him and looked at him. "Sooo... you and Luna. That's cool." I teased him. His eyes looked like they were about to burst from the sockets. "How did you know? Did she tell you?" He asked looking over my face. "I know everything." I smirked at him.

"I have to go... My mom is calling me." Jungkook stood up. "I thought you said you were alone?" I followed him to the door after he grabbed the syrup. "I am, I meant to say my pancakes. Thank you Mali!" He said running out of my house. Why is he acting so strange?

It turned three and I waited for Mark to show up. I know he wouldn't be here right away, but I couldn't help but to be impatient. After half an hour he showed up.

He had a handful of movies and snacks. I feel like I do the same thing everyday, and I don't know if that's a good thing or not.

"Hey, baby." I said and pecked him on his lips. "Hey." He smiled and walked in my house. "I bought some movies and some snacks. Ready for an amazing night?" He asked me looking like an excited five year old.

"Yeah." I nodded never letting my smile go away. He leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips, "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so very sorry." He said in a sad voice. I pulled away and looked at him with a pained expression. "For what?" I asked him. "For not being there for you, and not listening to you. You are my girlfriend after all, and I needed to let you say your side of the story. I'm sorry." I let out a staggered sigh.

"It's fine, babe. Stop saying sorry, and just live the moment now. You have me again, and now just don't let go of me...ever." I hugged him and dug my head in the crook of his neck. "I never planned on it." He whispered.

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We sat on the couch and I was embraced by him. His arms wrapped around me and held me tight. I looked back at him and kissed the tip of his nose.

"What was that for?" He asked smiling. "Just because." I gave him a goofy grin, and returned my gaze to the movie.

I started to think about everything and drifted off from watching the movie. Did I forgive him, too early? I just couldn't help it, I didn't want to lose him again. After all, I didn't know if there would be another chance to get him back.

"Mali?" He called my name in a light voice. "Hmm?" I hummed and turned towards him. "When do you want to voice out our relationship?" He asked playing with my fingers.

"Tomorrow's the party and I don't really know if we should announce it then. Maybe, Monday." I thought while I spoke. He nodded and kissed the top of my head.

"I thought the same thing. So are you going to the party?" He asked tilting his head so it was placed on the back of the couch. "Yeah. It wouldn't hurt to go, I need to have some fun." I said biting my bottom lip.

"Not too much fun. I am your boyfriend, and I don't want anyone else to have you." He squeezed my hand being protective. "I'll always be yours." I said giggling.

"Good. I don't need my girlfriend being taken away from me by a scumbag." He chuckled. I cuddled closer to his body and huffed out a sigh. "That would never happen." I said.

"You are Mali, though. You're mom is one of the most successful beauty grugru's and your father is the best plastic surgeon around. You're incredibly beautiful, and you're really popular. You have it all, and you attract the attention of any living guy. I get jealous over that..." He said trailing off.

"My mom is in the cosmetic industry, not a beauty grugru. But you have nothing to be jealous of, Mark. I chose you and only you. Yes, I could have any guy...but I picked you. You have this thing about you that pulls me in, it's addictive. I would never be able to see myself with anyone else, but you. I know I'm being extremely cheesy, but that is the truth. And I'd never trade it in for anything, nor anyone." I smiled out him.

"I love you, Mal." He said smiling with adoring eyes. "I love you, Mark." I smiled at him.

Everything that I said was true. I love him so much, and nothing will change that. Yes, he can be a dick sometimes, but he corrects himself. He makes up for it, and pours his heart out to me, while I do the same to him. And that'll never change. I adore him, and I know he feels the same.

He leaned in and kissed me with a goofy smile planted on his lips. The kiss was full of passion, and adoration.

Mark drives me crazy, and takes me to a whole new level of crazy day by day. But it was all worth it in the end. Because everyone needs some type of crazy in their life, and mine is from a cute blonde named, Mark Tuan.

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A/N

Oh I feel so fluffy.

I love/hate writing fluffy stuff, because I never know if I do it well. I don't want to make it, too cringey. But in all honesty,  when isn't fluffy scenes cringey?
(Not all the time, but most of the time.)