Suits ━Mark Tuan

Don't

Stella

"Oh- Jinyoung-ssi." I looked at him, smiling.

"Just Jinyoung." I giggled, nodding, then reaching out for his phone.

I was about to press numbers but the phone got snatch away from my hands.

I look up to see who it was.

"Jinyoung, quit playing around. Prepare your things so we could go home already." I saw how disappointed Jinyoung looked.

"Hyung I was just trying to get her num-" His whining was cut off.

"Just prepare your things, Jinyoung." Jinyoung sighed. I was willing to give out my number though.

Once Jinyoung left, I turned to face Mark.

"Why did you do that? I was about to give him my number. He might've had some questions about Fashion or something."

"Because you're my personal designer." He said emphasizing the 'my' part.

I mean he could just tell me that he hates seeing other guys with me.

"But that doesn't make any sense." I tried arguing.

"Pack up. I'm bringing you somewhere." You know, sometimes it's like i'm already his manager or something. It's really confusing.

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"So yeah. This is our private hangout place whenever we have free time. If you ever need new measurements you could probably find me here since I stay here most of the time." He was showing me around. They have everything here, it's like another house.

We reached their terrace, there were foldable seats and a small table, probably the best place for them to unwind.

"Wait here." I heard him say, instead of saying anything back I just nodded.

The night's getting deeper and deeper. You could feel the cold breeze and see the bright stars on the dark sky.

I sat on one of the chairs while waiting for him, until I heard the sliding door again.

"Here. You drink beer don't you?" He reached out a can of beer. I laugh in response, reaching for it too.

"Thank you." You could hear the beer cans pop open because of how quiet the place was.

"So what's up with you today?" I know he's normally rude, but today he became calmer and calmer. Especially right now.

"I don't know. I guess I just really wanted to relax because of our busy schedule." He stated. After that everything became quiet. We were admiring the stars.

It was like that for a while until I broke it.

"Hey you know what? My name came from those." I pointed at the stars from the above.

Mark's gaze followed where I pointed. He's getting more tamed- so this is what alcohol does to him.

"My parents love astronomy and all that Science so they named me after constellations. Stella." Mark looked at me, smiling like a child listening to a happy story telling. The flush he had from alcohol finally reached his neck.

And I'm trying to control myself while looking at him. He looks really attractive no matter what he does.

"Now that I told you something about myself, why don't you tell anything about yours?" A faint laugh can be heard from him because of how tipsy he felt.

"I really like Stars. I even tried loving one. But guess who got friendzoned- Me."

Please don't look at me with those sad eyes.

"I got really ashamed for myself because of how coward I was– not confessing my feelings for her as soon as I felt it." He smiled, with bitterness.

"A part of me still likes her, I mean, she would always have a place in my heart."

Stop it, Mark. I don't like seeing you like this. I hate it.

"But I chose to let her go since I know she's happier with someone else now." I can't stand it. I can't stand seeing him in pain while spilling those words. I can't stand him all sad for another girl.

That's it. I went for his lips.