My lover(sequel to My Host; namjin)

Seokjin

        "You ok?"
        I glance over at Mark who is in the process of climbing into bed. We get to share a room which is the only good thing about this right now. I never told them about my ex-fiancé. And the fact that I'm now about to be under his contract for a whole six months. I can't do this.  
       Unfortunately, my manage already signed it and there's no way to get out of it. I'm stuck unless I pay the fee for breaking our contract which is more than I can afford. And I know he's make me pay it, too. Luckily after the show, I was able to sneak out while Namjoon and Chaelin were talking. I nod Bambam and Jenny a tearful goodbye and good luck and left with Mark to our new room.
     I'm comfortable with Mark and happy I'm with him. I think he feels the same. I don't think he likes guys either but sometimes I get these weird vibes that maybe does-or at least is curious. Sometimes he grabs my arms or thighs like it's an accident but when I try to ignore he'll get a look in his eyes like disappointment or maybe I'm just crazy. Surely he doesn't like me like that.
      Ridiculous.
      "I'm fine. Just stressed for tomorrow I guess." Not a lie. I'm scared shitless about seeing Namjoon. I'm actually hoping that I won't have to see him at all. After all, he is the CEO. There's no reason he'd have to bother with us lower models for his marketing team-hence the fact he has a marketing team. He doesn't do that stuff himself.
      Feeling slightly comforted by my inner monologue and thoughts, I lay back and relax.
      "Hey, Jin?"
      "Hm?" I yawn.
      "Do you want to go sightseeing with me tomorrow?" He asks, hopeful.
       "Sure. That would be great actually." That way I can avoid Namjoon at all costs. I smile at the thought.
        "Great! Goodnight." He rolls over and not long after starts snoring. Cute. Mark is definitely a bad guy and if he did like me I could do much worse. Maybe I should give him a chance, maybe just to piss Namjoon off-if he'd even care.
       I could never use someone like that, though. Mark is so nice and funny. He's been a great friend. I don't think he likes me like that anyway. I always catch him looking at girls so I'm sure those little touches were completely by accident or he's just a touchy feely guy. It's fine either way.
     Closing my eyes, I force my mind blank so I can get some sleep. Big annoying day tomorrow. Ugh.

I wake up less than refreshed and slump my shoulders when I think about having to see him again. I hate this. Why me? Can't I just live a damn peaceful life? I change into comfortable street clothes while Mark grabs us some breakfast. I'm sitting on the bed, ready to go, when he returns.

We eat quickly before heading out. I've always wanted to see New York but maybe not under these depressing circumstances. It seems like Mark has been here before, though, because he drags me around all these cool tourists sights without a map or any sense of navigation.
"Wow! It's so cool!" I smile hugely as I stare up at lady liberty before me.
"I know right? Lets go!" He takes my hand and leads me up to the monumental statue along with the other guests wanting to see.
We spend all morning sightseeing but stop when my stomach rumbles. He laughs at me and takes us to a small restaurant. "This place is great! I'm starving!" I moan at the delicious scents around me as he orders for me in English. "You speak English?" I ask, impressed. Namjoon can speak English, too...stop it!
He blushes. "Ah, yeah. I'm actually from California. Moved to Korea a few years ago. I'm a native English speaker." He smiles and I get a pang in my chest. What the hell?
"That's so cool. I can't speak it well." I admit, embarrassed.
"It's fine. You don't have to. I'll take care of everything for you." He reassures me, taking my hand and squeezing. I'm getting those vibes again.
"Um, Mark?" I gently untangle my hand but luckily his soft expression doesn't change.
"Yes?"
"Do you h-have a girlfriend?" I ask, embarrassed. I hope he doesn't think I'm coming on to him?!
He smirks. "I don't."
"Oh, boyfriend?" I wince at my cringeness.
"Nope. There is someone I like, though." He admits, leaning forward. Well shit. "Wanna know who?" He whispers, brushing some hair from my face. I swallow hard and glance away.
"N-no that's ok! You d-don't have to tell me." I say, sitting back.
He watches me with a chuckle. "You know I'm teasing you, right? Don't worry. You're gorgeous and all but my heart belongs to another." He winks at me and I instantly feel better.
I let out a long relieved sigh and he scoffs, offended. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that!" I apologize. "You're great, Mark, but I'm just not ready for any type of commitment so I'm glad you don't like me." I explain, making him laugh.
"I never said I didn't like you, just that my heart belongs to someone else. We should enjoy our singleness, though." He grasps my hand again and I blush. I know what he's implying.
"I d-don't think so." I say softly.
"Come on! It'll be fun. Surely you're not a virgin, right? No way." He shakes his head, totally sure.
I flush from head to toe. "That's not your business! But for you information, I'm not." Huffing, I cross my arms as he smirks down at me.
"You're so cute, Jin! You don't like me? I'm not good enough for your loving?" He teases, pushing my shoulder a little.
Scoffing, I straighten my shirt and roll my eyes. "You wish, Tuan."
"Maybe." He whispers with a glint in his eyes. I look away and divert my attention on our coming food.

After eating, I check the time to see we have to go back. Grabbing a taxi, we head back to the company hotel. As soon as we enter, Mark grabs my hand. I stare at him in confusion as he laces our fingers together and smiles over at our bosses-more importantly-Namjoon.
I stiffen and stop trying to free myself as I bow to our superiors. They watch us pass with knowing looks that make me uncomfortable. I completely ignore Namjoon even as I feel his gaze burning into my back. We step into the elevator and I heave out the breath I didn't know I was holding. Mark looks at me with concern.
I look at him questioningly. Does he know about Namjoon and I?
He releases my hand and pats my head. "Chaelin might have mentioned your ex-fiancé. I'm here to help, ok?" He leans down and kisses my cheek softly before stepping back.
"T-thanks. How long have you known?"
"Hm...since we came to New York. Chaelin might have known we were coming here and knows Namjoon is in charge. I really do like you but I might have amped up the action for his benefit." He laughs.
"Thanks, Mark." I whisper and he hugs me.
"Anytime, babe. Now let's shower so we can meet with the marketing team." He says and I agree. I can see we're going to get along great.