Love Found In the Contract

CHAPTER EIGHTEENTH 🦋

Sleepless nights and Ikea fight
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Mark and I sit on paper bags as we eat decent Chinese food. Quiet, that was all there was. Even with the loud noise coming from our neighbors and the street.

"So... um...what is something that you enjoy doing?" I ask as I place my food down

"Mm...It's not important" he says and proceeds to look through his phone.

Normally I would have dropped it but I just can't this time. If I drop it we will make no progress and it will be just like before and all of this moving will be a waste.

"I like to play the piano, swim, read, and write and sing, how about you?"

"Jinyoung it's. Not. Important"

"To me it is"

"Just eat okay!"

"Fine! But you do have a bucket list of things to do before a certain time?"

Silence

"Well, Mark that was so interesting. I hope you get it all done before you die. I also have a bucket list thanks for asking. The only thing in it is to go sky diving. I know that so daredevil of me."

Mark looks at me ad if I have lost my mind

"What! Don't give me that look. I made an effort to get to know you better but you shut it down without an effort. Look I'm sorry if it feels like I'm pressuring to answer but that's the only way we will get to know one another. We need to talk---"

"I don't have one, all I want to do is be happy with life and the people in it. I used to have one but I have already crossed everything out. I'm sorry for being rude. It's just that I'm not used to spending about this. I know that it makes to no sense but to me this is weird. I don't talk about personal things unless I have a problem that needs solving. is that good enough for you?"
With that Mark gets up and leaves the apartment.

Placing my food down I look towards the window. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Moving in here was bad on my part. Having high expectations was also bad.

Collecting all the unbeaten food, I toss it in the bin. There is no point eating by myself.

Walking towards the window, I see the busy street. It's very noisy but I kind of like it. The noise keeps my mind from all the problems and headaches.

Sitting on the cold dusty floor I place my hand in the window and close my eyes.

I grab his soft hand and pull him towards my room. He asked if it was okay and I just smiled at him. I don't know why I wanted him to be my first but it just seemed right.

Once inside my room, I pulled him into a heated kiss which he responded to. He pushed me into my door, as he locked the room. I pulled him towards the bed and lay in it, as he removed his shirt. I traced his toned body and licked my lips. He leaned in and placed his right hand on my cheek to once again ask if I was sure. I told him that I was and pulled him to me.

The sudden bang from the door took me off my trance. Glancing at the door, Mark stood there with a broom and a dustpan and an apologetic expression.

"Jinyoung," he says softly, "I'm sorry for overreacting and being a dick. Is just that I'm not used to all this. I don't do this. But I'll try. I swear ill try my hardest to make this work. I want to have some form of relationship with you"