Slightly Different [AgentAU]Mark Tuan fic

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*at GOT7's dorm*

Mark caught a cold last night because Jackson locked him out. I heard him shouting profanities since my room was the closest to the door. Luckily, I got him in before his condition could get any worse.

Flashback

"Jackson! Open this fucking door, you idiot!"

I woke up to a shouting Mark -I recognized his voice from listening to their songs this past week. I'm slowly becoming a fan to be honest.

What could they possibly be doing this late at night?

I went out of my room and looked for Mark. I checked the peep hole of the door and found Mark outside shivering because he was only in his boxers and a tee.

I opened the door and saw him smiling from ear to ear like a child that got his favorite toy as a present. "What were you doing outside, Mark?" I asked after handing him a wool blanket. "We were playing games and they dared me to go outside for 10 minutes but they didn't come back and they also locked the door." he explained. I laughed at him which he rolled his eyes at.

End of flashback

We were all seated around the coffee table. I sat in the opposite of the boys while they all sat on the couch."Okay, since Mark is sick he will be excused from practices today. You boys have a full day of rehearsals ahead of you so be ready. Jackson, JYP PD-nim wants to have a word with you before you start today's practice." I announced. I stood up from my seat and everyone except Mark followed.

"Ana, why did you have to tell on me? Jaebum hyung thought of the dare, not me." Jackson whined while pointing at a laughing Jaebum.

"Still, your actions caused a problem. You should think about your decisions more next time." I sternly said. They are preparing for a comeback and having one of them sick will become a serious delay in the long run.

"Loosen up, Ana." Mark said and held my hand. I flinched at the sudden connection, I immediately pulled my hand from his. I felt weird, his touch left a tingling sensation on me that I have never felt before.

"Mark, I can't leave you here alone so you'll have to go with me." A curious expression was plastered on Mark's face. "I'm gonna look for a shooting range." I plainly said. I miss target shooting and I probably should keep on practicing while I'm here.

*in the car*

We were heading to a shooting range that Mark found on google. I drove my black BMW today, Chief bought it for me two days ago. Mark is currently sleeping beside me, I gave him cold medicine and it seems to have worked already, he stopped sneezing and it got him to sleep. I felt relieved that he's finally getting better. I finally found the range and parked near it's gate. After 30 minutes we arrived at the range.

"Mark, we're here." I woke him up and pulled my gun case from the back seat. I brought a gun to Korea for emergencies and also to practice here. Plus, this is the gun that Chief gave me for my sixteenth birthday. It's basically my baby.

We walked inside and was greeted by a young girl around 18 years old maybe. She was smiling sweetly at Mark and completely ignored my presence.

"Excuse me, I'd like to get a membership please." I nicely said, I didn't want my mood to be ruined by her. She walked back to the front desk and started the paper works. "Did you bring your own gun? May I please see it?" She asked with a annoyed expression. I took my gun out of it's case, it had the latest upgrades that I doubt are even available here in Korea. She checked it and shrugged and showed me and Mark to the range out in the back.

"Enjoy." She said and walked back inside.

"Well she was nice." I said and Mark laughed. I took my gun out for the second time and started shooting. Man, I missed this.

Mark's P.O.V

I am so glad that Jackson locked me out last night. I didn't know this side of Ana, this is pretty interesting. The past week was good, Ana cooked breakfast for us everyday and also added to the people who I can talk in english with. The meds that Ana gave me worked really well and now I feel way much better. I turned to watch Ana shooting and she's pretty good at it. She gets alphas each shot which is very impressive.

"Do you want to try?" Ana asked and ushered me to stand up from my seat. I haven't held a gun in my entire life so I was pretty hesitant.

"I don't know how to," I answered and scratched the back of my neck. This is really embarrassing, I felt so stupid for some reason.

"Here, I'll teach you." Ana pulled me towards her and taught me how to load the gun and shoot it. She fixed the way I held the gun, "Aim for the target and shoot whenever you're ready." she whispered in my ear and placed my earmuffs back on. I could feel my heart beating and sweat dripping from my temples, this looked way much easier when Ana was doing it. I aligned the red dot at the tip of the gun with the red mark on the target and prayed that I hit it.

*BANG*

I felt the gun recoil and I opened my eyes to see a smirking Ana, "Great job, Tuan." Ana commented and ruffled my hair. "Did I get it?" She laughed at my question. "Well, you did hit something." She said and pointed to the wall, I shot the freaking wall! I got frustrated and went back to my seat.

After a couple more rounds Ana went back to me. " Let's go, wall boy." I ignored her and walked straight to the car. That was enough embarrassment for one day.

Ana soon arrived and placed her gun case in the back seat. She looked as if she has been shooting guns for a long time already. It was amazing, I smiled at the thought. "How long have you been doing that?" I asked but she didn't answer.

"2, 3 years? You looked like a pro back there." Still no answer.

"How much does your gun cost? It looked way much cooler than the guns they had on display at the range." Silence.

I give up. I didn't like to talk either but something in me just wanted me to know more about Ana.

Ana's P.O.V

"My full name is Mark Tuan Yi-En. I used to live in L.A until JYP PD-nim scouted me for my martial arts tricking. I lived in Korea since-" I held his hand with my free one which caused him to stop. The unfamiliar tingling sensations coming back,I shook it off, pulled over and faced him. "You don't have to open up to me, Mark." I said looking straight at him. "You weren't answering my questions so I figured that If we knew each other more you would answer them." I sighed. This is what I was afraid of, I did not want to be close to any of the boys as much as possible to avoid problems if ever I'd have to leave all of a sudden but they are making it so damn hard for me especially this boy right here.

I sighed for the second time, "I have been target shooting since I was sixteen. I'm 22 so that makes it 6 years. My adoptive father bought it for me when I turned 16." I answered all his questions which made him smile. Mark did not say anything else so I started driving again. I felt a tad bit better.

"Thanks." Mark said and held my hand again.

This boy will be the death of me.