POSSESSIVE

7 Am I Wavering?

Mark's POV

Flashback

A few years later, I met Junior again in my 19th birthday party. My father set a huge party and invited many people including his business partner. Mr.Park and his family was VVIP guest in my party and I can see the more mature Junior again. He looks manly, I wonder if he had found his sexuality preference.

"Junior?" I called him who busying himself with a bottle of wine.

He ignored me and continued drinking. He probably didn't remember me since I colored my hair into brown.

"Junior, do you remember me?" I asked him again but he stayed still. He sipped his drink while ignoring me. "Junior..." I tapped his shoulder and that finally drew his attention to me.

"who the hell are you?!" he blurted out, felt irritated with my action. His eyes were not focus and he was little bit tipsy.

"are you okay? I think you already drunk." I touched his shoulder and he swatted away my hand.

"don't touch me!" he said and tried to get up. But, he lost his balance and I managed to catch him into my embrace.

"be careful!" I exclaimed and help him walk toward my room. I struggled hard to keep his stumbling body in balance. When I closed the door, I was surprised with Jinyoung action. He pinned me against wall and started to pepper kisses through my face.

I tried to push him away but he kept struggling to kiss me. I can see his desperation and I gave in. I started to kiss him back and we led toward my bed without breaking our kiss.

That night was our first night to sleep together. I woke up without him in the morning. I asked Uncle Park if I can meet with him that day. But, Uncle Park said that Junior had left to Korea in early morning.

After that night, I realized that I have a special feeling towards that boy. I set my mind to become his ideal type and court him later.

***

Someone rang my doorbell and made me woke up from my sleep. I took a glance to the clock and it was four o'clock in the morning. I lazily opened my door and surprised with a figure standing in front of my apartment with first aid tools.

Jinyoung's POV

I got a surprise to see Mark topless when he opened his door apartment. I saw him shocked too, when he sees me standing in front of his apartment. Actually, I don't know why I bother myself to worry him. He got some cuts in his face from Jaebum and I can't ignore that.

"J-Jinyoung?"

"um...can I come in?" I managed to say that. He immediately moved to give me space to pass the door. I hesitantly stepped my foot into his apartment. As I stepped my foot inside, I can feel arms wrapped my waist and a chin rested in my shoulder.

"are you worrying me?" Mark asked me teasingly. I regretted my decision to visit him.

"should I go back?" I asked him annoyingly.

"no!" he tightened his hug towards me. "please take care of my wounded pretty face." he whined.

"don't overreacted! I only do this because of Youngjae." I warned him.

"why? Why does it have to do with your precious boyfriend huh?" he said sarcastically.

"I don't want you to ruin my relationship with Youngjae by reporting it to his father." I honestly answered his question. "don't ask me questions and let me treat your wound!" I demanded. He rolled his eyes and led me to the couch. I studied his face for a bit and started to put ointment in his wound. I can feel him staring at me and I struggled hard to ignore it. My eyes traced his bruised face and I felt something odd in my heart. Why I feel this bruised face was familiar for me?