Mark sighed contently to himself as he walked up the cement path to the front door. He noticed a parked car in the driveway. 'Jaebum's probably here to visit YoungJae' a disgusted expression creeps on his face. As he recalls the last time jaebum came to visit, they wouldn't stop going at it. Even knowing mark was home. He eventually had to step out of the house.Before mark decided to unlock the door, he banged loudly on the frame to make sure they get themselves together. He does not want to walk into anything he won't unsee.
But unfortunately for mark the two didn't hear his knock. Or choose to ignore it. Because once mark walked into the shared house. The first thing he seen was YoungJae on Jaebum's lap without a shirt. The two so caught up in sucking each other's face they didn't notice mark walked in until he cleared his throat.
Which sent the two scrambling. YoungJae rushing to get his shirt on, face clearly flushed.
"Really on the couch? You guys are sick." Mark stated, walking past the couple and into the kitchen.
"We weren't expecting you home so early." YoungJae said, following Mark into the kitchen.
"I'm actually later than usual today YoungJae." Mark laughed while taking the pastries out of the plastic bag. "Anyway I got sweets, you guys can have some."
"Oh how nice of you." Jaebum said sarcastically coming behind YoungJae, wrapping his arms around the Youngers waist.
"Ew you guys me cringe." As mark said that he noticed a small folded up piece of paper at the bottom of the bag. He already knew what it was. There was no doubt what it was in his mind. So he subtlety grabbed it and placed it in his pocket.
"Whatever, we'll just take this and be on our way." Jaebum announced, grabbing the small strawberry cake mark had ordered. Then grabbing YoungJae's hand and walking the youngers bedroom.
"Don't expect us out anytime soon." He said while slamming the door.
"First of all I bought that cake the least you can do is turn on some music!" Mark yelled. Quickly feeling content after he heard a rhythm playing. 'Oh thank god'
Mark decided to go to their backyard to play a little with coco. She was very excited after it seeing him all day.
After a good 10 minutes of playing with her. Mark sat down on the small bench that was kept out there. Deciding to pull out the small note and unwrapping it. And just as he expected, a phone number and details on when he should call. A small smile crept on Marks face as he pulled out his phone and punched in a number.
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gold // markson
Fanfic"Money isn't what I want, I don't want your gifts, I want you".