Mark Tuan of Got7: Arrogance Captures the Heart {COMPLETED}

Chapter 41: How I'm Keeping Up

-Mark's POV-

Touching down in LA makes my heart swell and smile so widely. It feels so wonderful to be back home. The feeling is so hard to put into words.

I hurry to baggage claim to see my family again after such a long time. It's been what-3 years now?

I never realized how much I missed my whole family. I am close to them but never appreciated every moment I spent with them. I'll make sure to capture every moment with them throughout this month and never let them go.

"Mark!" My sister Grace runs up to me.

Tammy and Kylie follow suit with my parents waiting for me, both tearing up.

I hug them tightly, not letting go of the current state. I don't want this memory to fade anytime soon-or this moment.

"Here, I'll go get your luggage, okay son? Then we can get going home!" Dad says, smiling his wonderful smile.

I missed these homey things; they are small but worthwhile to see again.

"Alright, you'll know which ones because you gave me your suitcases!" I chuckle.

"Oh yes of course. He couldn't stop talking about you and those suitcases!" Mom laughs.

We pile into two cars to go home; I go with my parents and my sisters & niece to together.

I feel...normal again. Being back in my home town feels so good. Seeing the usual sunny days, beaches, and palm trees bring me back to the days where I never worried about deadlines and scandals in the news about me.

I have never felt so glad to be back home. You don't understand until you leave home for a long period of time-even just for a month-that you miss it and that you get so homesick.

I missed hanging with my sisters, parents, & friends, having homecooker food, skateboarding to school, the store, and beach, and going out without hordes of fans asking for pictures & photographs.

I mean, it's nice being famous...when you feel like it.

There are so many days when you don't want to be famous and live a life of "luxery." Being a KPOP star is one of the most hardest jobs to ever have. It's so enduring, tiring, time consuming, and is always on the edge of risk, hurt, extreme criticism, and hate.

Yeah, it sucks, but there definitely are so many pluses.

I don't realize until someone softly shakes me that I fell asleep to my own thoughts.

So many running thoughts because travelling home triggered them.

"It's okay Mark, I know the jet lag, time difference, and sudden change of setting screwed your brain over for a little bit. It probably still is so we will let you rest. Go sleep; it's four PM but you need your rest. The family will get together for a brunch in the morning," my mother's instincts have kicked in full-on.

I kiss my mother on the cheek and head up to bed. My bed is like Heaven because I fall asleep before falling onto my bed.

-Grace's POV-

"Yes, I have thought this over for a very long time. I want to permanently leave 341heights," I firmly state to the CEO of S.M. Entertainment.

"And you are sure about this?"

"Ne. It has been a week of thinking this over and over again. I've made multiple drafts and a final of the pros and cons to why I should leave this group and it seems that this is the best for me."