NCT Imagines

[18:43]

"So? how does it feel to be back home?" You asked BestFriend! Mark as you guys sat on a bench in Mark's backyard. Holding the hot cocoa in your hands, you took a sip, watching the boy beside you think.

The weather was nice and chilly. The heat from the hot cocoa cups made your hand feel warm. Mark's hoodie that he left the last time he visited made it even cozier.

Mark was having a tour with the rest of NCT and when they had a concert in Toronto, in the midst of his busy schedule, he still has time for you.

"Kind of... Relieved? Like, I've been away for too long that I don't even know if you're okay. I mean, yeah we text but- you get what I mean," he nervously tapped the cup in his hands. 

"You know, even though you've been away, you didn't change. Well, at least, not that much." You laughed,

"Oh yeah? What makes you think I change?" He asked, taking a sip of his hot cocoa as it was his turn to watch you think. You smiled when you saw him put the cup down on the table in front of him

"Well, your chubby cheeks are gone and your jawline... well... I almost think I can cut myself if I touch it," You joked, making Mark laugh.

"Oh come on, it's not that sharp, it's just...visible?" he said as he traced his fingers on his jawline as a wave of doubt washed over him. You laughed at him as he rubbed his own jawline with both of his hands.

Putting the cup down near Mark's, you took both of his hands and held it with your own. Mark stared at you, not knowing what you were gonna do. You looked into his eyes and smiled weakly. 

"I missed you so much, you know that, right?" You whispered, Mark's gaze softened and he nodded his head.

"Of course, you tell me that every single time we text each other. Although, gotta admit that it's different coming from your mouth," He smiled, gripping your hands tighter.

Tears suddenly clouded your eyes. Not wanting Mark to see it, you launched at him and hugged him tightly, burying your face in his chest. Mark was startled by your sudden actions but he hugged you back nonetheless and patted your head.

You tried to hold back the tears, but they just came rolling in as Mark pats your head and puts his head on your shoulder. Mark heard your quiet sobs and he pulled away, holding your shoulders.

"No, No, No, don't cry. Come on, Y/N, you know I hate it when you cry." He pleaded, gently wiping your tears with his thumb.

"I'm s-sorry," You apologized as you help him wipe away the tears. Mark chuckled softly and cupped your cheeks with his gentle hands.

"You know, you never changed too," He started, "You were always a crybaby," Mark smirked, you cringed and pushed him away, Mark laughing at your flustered face.

"You jerk," You chuckled, punching his bicep lightly.

"There's my smiling princess," He said as he pinched your cheeks, even after years of being friends with him, you still get flustered every time he used that nickname on you. Mark suddenly stood up, taking both of your cups from the table.

"Come on, let's get inside. We still need to binge watch Netflix shows." He smiled, as he offered you his arm. You smiled back, clinging your hands around his arms as you both walked inside.

"What are we gonna watch?"

"I was thinking of... avatar? as in the last air bender." Mark shrugged,

"Sounds perfect."