I'm in Love with my Manager?! DISCONTINUED

Chapter 9: The end

"A date."
Mark looked completely serious so I was confused. "A date?" I said with a laugh hiding behind it. I stopped in my tracks once again. He turned around but continued walking backwards. "Yep. So hurry your ass up." He winked and pivoted his heel to run ahead of me. "Hey! What the yell man?!" Groaning, I ran as fast my short chicken legs could carry me.

Feeling pity, Mark finally stopped running so I could catch up. "You...-HA- are...such an." I was exasperated and holding my stomach, "Asshole!" I finished. Mark bursted out laughing. "It's not my fault you¡re so slow." He ruffled my hair which caused it to stick up amd frizz. "Hungry?" He asked once he stopped laughing. Glaring at him, I turned away. "Yeah."

"Rielllleee! Don"t stay mad, hm?" Mark pouted at me. "Stop it, you're ugly." I pushed his cheek away. "Psh, really? All of my ahgases think I'm pretty handsome." He did a small spin and flipped his nonexistent hair. Rolling my eyes, I crack a small smile and drag him into a restaurant coming up. "Welcome!" A lady was standing at the podium at the front of the restaurant. "Hello, a seat for two please?" I said while holding up my two fingers. "Right this way." The lady directed us to our booth. "What kind of food do they have?" Mark whispered. "I have no idea, but Jin-oppa told me to check it out." I whispered back. "Damn, you're already that close to them to take food suggestions?" He looked genuinely impressed, "Of course, who do you think I am?" I walked past him to be the first in our booth.

Time skip after eating

"Jin-oppa was right, that was amazing." I stumble out with a full stomach and Mark does the same. "He should have his own food critic show. It would be so funny." I laugh to myself thinking about it, "You seem to like it with them." Mark softens his tone. "They're a handful but I'm sure loveable." I say warmly. Sure, I just met them but it's nice to have such a warm welcoming and the aura around them is beautiful. The way they see and love each other is rare.

"So, what now?" I glance at Mark. "How about we start going out again?"

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"Pardon?

What'd he just say! Go out again? Does he want me to die by the hands of his fans? I really don't feel like dying before I turn 25. "Are you serious?" His hands have somehow found a way in mine and as cliché as it is, we're just standing there in the middle of the sidewalk, holding hands. "Mark...Are you?" I don't let go just yet instead, I'm ready to break them if he isn't serious. "I am." His  confident grin he had a couple seconds ago turns into a desperate and longing frown. "I, I don't know. Where did this even come from? I literally just met you after 10 or so years and you come out of no where with this?" I now let go and wrap my hands around myself. "It has been a while but that doesn't mean I forgot you." He looked hurt. I didn't want to hurt him but being shot with this question was just so sudden. "Mark...I-I mean, what am I supposed to say?" My eyes are still towards the ground, not able to look up into his puppy face. "Yes?" I hear him chuckle. "I'm kidding, take all the time you want, okay? I'll be your best friend forever if you want." Grabbing my hand, Mark pulls me into a tight embrace. "Okay."

Back at the dorm

"I'm home." I call out as I shut and lock the door behind me. It's pretty quiet when I enter...actually it's completely quiet. Eerie silence is floating around the room and giving me slight chills. "Hello?" I say in English on accident. Shrugging, (but still staying alert) I cautiously walk to my room. Once I climb up the stairs, I push open all the boys room door to check if they're in there but they aren't. Perhaps they went out? "Hm." Standing in front of my door, I hear quiet snores and breathing. "What the hell?" I whisper and peek in.
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I wish I could google 'how to sneak into a room full of sleeping cuties' but I'm afraid I'll be loud. I'm actually speechless and not able to move. My door is not fully open and I'm standing on my door step, dumbfounded and sort of in awe. Breathing in, I pull my phone out of my pocket and snap a couple hundred pictures. Trust me when I tell you that I'm not a fangirl but I'm sure this scene will even turn an English guard into a melting pot. (Do you know what I,m talking about? I love those videos where people try to make them laugh, it's so funny.) Taehyung is the first to wake up and he doesn't wake up in a normal way either. He jolts right up and rolls around to get to me instead of just walking over. "Morning?" I say quietly trying to hold in my laughter, He doesn't respond, instead he's too busy shaking his head to fluff up his hair but it ends up looking like a mop. "Come over here." I smile and place my bag down on the floor. He sleepily trudges over and puts his head down to me. I comb my hands through his hair and smooth down all the bumps. "Thank you~" He gives me a happy grin and skips downstairs. Giggling, I soon realize that everyone but Jin, Namjoon and Jimin are awake. I was shocked to see Yoongi awake before everyone else. "Morning." I wave and give them a gentle smile. The boys nod in reply and go downstairs to join their bubbly brother.

"Good Morning." Hoseok yawned, putting his head on the dinner table and then raising it back up with a drowsy looking face. "Good morning oppa." I smile. "Yoongi-Hyung, stop falling asleep." Jungkook mumbled- that hipocrite- he was half asleep and had drool marks trailing down to his  ear. I giggle because of their adorable sleepiness but because they fell asleep  cleaning my room, I'll be nice. "Anybody hungry?"

I've decided to end this book because I don't think I can continue to write fluff stories lol. So, anyone who has read it, thank you and I'm sorry.