Before I start....Im sorry, I dont like the way the last chapter ended with PD-nim seeing you soooooooooooooo Im changing that, INSTEAD you saw your brother from your adoptive family. If you dont remember your parents died from yhe adoptive family butyou never hear about your step brother. Due to this my story line is changing a little bit so I deleted chapters that werent published yet and making new ones, heres a look into the next chapter.
Marks POV
???: Y/N/N!!!!!!
He ran towards Y/N and pulled her off of me. I was confused who is this? Why is he here? What is he-
My thoughts were cut off by Haechan grabbing my arms and pulling me up. Did I care? No. I just wanted to know who that guy is and how she could leave me, ME, MARK LEE so absent mindly for some pretty fake play boy.
Haechan POV
As Mark got up with me pulling him he just scoffed and rolled his eyes at Y/N and that boy, I couldn't find anything funnier with that priceless face...and....ooooh, o-oh no no no no noooooo hes clenching his fists and jaw
Haechan: HAHAHAHAHAHA
I couldnt stop myself and grabbed the attention of both Mark, the playboy and Y/N.
Your POV
???: Be careful
I was about to ask what he meant.....why was his voice so uncomfortable. I wanted him to let go of me but he wouldnt....why??? I was about to force myself off but Haechan (I swear related to Lele) saved the day with his annoying loveable a**.
Haechan: S-sorry
I let go of the hug I was in with my A-brother (adoptive brother) to see whats funny to be met with scolding and glaring eyes from Mark and Haechans guilty yet amused eyes when it all hit me.
Me: Mark! This is my A-brother, Jung Woo-Seok!
I saw Mark come out of his senses and start to slowly nod nervousness now upon his face..
I mean he should....hes my brother even if we arent blood related
( Pretend he isn't part of Pentagon:))
Time Skip to the next morning

YOU ARE READING
NCT MARK LEE
RomanceI love you....you love me but you left me for your dreams, Well I am living my own dreams now as I soon prepare to debut in a kpop group, thankyou for all the lies ...