Did I really get 2k reads in like the space of a few hours you all are mad ily tho
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The door bell rang before you could even get ready. You groaned, clutching your stomach. "I knew I shouldn't have watched another episode. Stupid cramps." You muttered, dragging your feet across the hallway and towards the front door. Unlocking the door, you were met with Mark who had his hands in his pockets, kicking at the floor. Hearing the door open, he looked up and nodded his head upward. "Let's go." He jerked his thumb back to his car and your face fell expressionless. You looked at yourself and then stared at him in disbelief.
Your hair was pulled out of your face into- well a mess and you were sporting baggy sweatpants and a t-shirt that definitely had holes in.
"I look like a tramp, I'm not even ready." Mark tilted his head to the side and scanned you head to toe then frowned, puzzled at what you had just said. "You look fine though..." He trailed off, wondering why you needed to put more effort. You scowled and turned away from the door, stomping up the stairs.
"No I don't! I look ugly!" You shouted in frustration, disappearing up the stairs. "What the..." He murmured, stepping into the house and shutting the door behind him. Your sudden explosion surprised him yet he decided not to follow you as you were probably getting ready. Instead, he made his way to your living room to see a big mess- more than he thought one person could make.
"Why is the curtains closed, is she some vampire or something?" He tsked and pulled open the curtains, switching off the Tv and looked at the coffee table. "Does she not throw wrappers away?" Nevertheless, he bent down and started to clear the mess and in no time, the mess was cleared like it was never there.
"FOR FUCK SAKES!" he heard you yell from upstairs and then a wail of frustration. Should I go upstairs? Nah... Or do I? Fuck it
Mark started walking up the stairs, taking two steps at a time. By the time he reached the top of the stairs, you were crouched on the floor, knees to chest and head down. "Areum?" Cautiously, he stepped closer to you and then bent down in front of you, greatly confused. "What happened?"
"Nothing." You mumbled, feeling embarrassed, internally dying inside. "It's obviously something, tell me what's wrong."
"Its- I ugh you don't understand." You shook your head, pushing your head down more, covering the oncoming fluster on your face. Why now out of all times.
"Well I'm not leaving till you tell me." He poked you, waiting for your answer. "Ugh fine for fuck sakes Iranoutofpadsokay."
"Sorry come again, I don't think you even breathed."
You huffed and repeated yourself. "I ran out of fucking pads."
"Oh."
"Yeah now go away." You grumbled, pushing yourself up and into your room, closing the door behind you. "I'm rescheduling, go home." Your voice was muffled from the barrier of the door.
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Which pads do girls wear
Jaehyun: don't get adult nappies
Taeyong: wtf Jaehyun
Why are they so many different ones and why are they so expensive
Donghyuck: just pick one that looks pretty girls like that flowery shit
Yuta: yeah while they're bleeding
Taeyong: wait let me ask Yaeji which ones are the best
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You were still in your room, wrapped up in a bundle of blankets and staring into space. Mark on the other hand, re-entered your house, luckily he took a key with him before he left. The boy pushed open the door to your bedroom, clearing his throat as he did so, getting your attention.
You turned around in your bed, to see Mark holding a bag. "I thought you left." You said, sitting up straighter. He nodded and walked towards you. "I did but I'm back now." "I said we'll go another day, I'm just not feeling it."
"Here." He said, dumping the contents of the bag on your bed and you swore you've never been so shocked and heartwarming at the same time. "Wait" you started, looking at the pads and the chocolates on your bed. "You bought this?" You gawked. Mark nodded down at you, rubbing the back of his neck. "Why are they so complicated thou- oh."
You didn't let him finish his sentence, instead you lunged at him and attacked him with a hug.
"Thank you so much, you're actually amazing."
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