we could be < mk.t

12

hana's pov

<time skip to two days later>

it has been 49 hours since i last saw mark tuan, since i last bawled my eyes out. his words still stung after recalling the moment from time to time. i was still so confused- why would he say that? does he really think i'm like that? someone who sleeps with every guy they come across?

i tried everything to get him off my mind- i had a facial, went to a spa, meditated, yoga. everything i could possibly think of. but they weren't the key to the problem. it acted more like a bandage, to hide the wound deep within.

yugyeom made me block mark's number and delete it from my phone to ensure that he wouldn't be able to contact me in any way, on every communication platform.

'you know you're supposed to be out, having fun, enjoying the freedom i wish i had. instead, you're here...
hogging the 3rd and last bag of chips at only 11 in the morning.'

yugyeom complained and plopped down on the couch next to me.

we grew really close and were surprisingly comfortable around one another.

he would usually fart at me and i'd smack his ass in return-
and that's all normal for us.

'what are you saying?
this is fun, i'm enjoying myself.'

i replied and devoured the remaining bits of chips with my toungue.

'what's fun about that?'

i glared at yugyeom and saw a disgusted look on his face.

it wasn't the first time i saw it.
he showed it countless of times, reminding me how unorganised and dirty i was. but i couldn't be bothered.

'hey are you still on that mark thing?'

'if i say yes would you help me forget about it?'

he sighed and faced me, only inches away from each other. i on the other hand was facing the television with crimson, burning skin and an irregular beating heart.

i was still foreign to him being dangerously close to me- although he seemed like he was getting the hang of it. i try not to make things awkward between us but i can't help it.

to be fair, he's hot- like really hot,
he's intriguing, he's always around me
and well... i'm vulnerable.

'you know i just can't understand why he would do such a thing..'

i gaped at the wall before me, ignoring yugyeom's presence.

'he's just going through a lot...he didn't mean to.'

i turned my head to yugyeom who was lazily playing with my hair- can you see how close we have gotten?

i just let him do whatever he wanted to do with my locks since he loved playing with it. as he handled my hair, i could sense his cold fingertips brush on the back of my neck, sending me chills and leaving me trembling.

trying to salvage the conversation we had lost, i spoke up.

'okay sure, it wasn't his intention but at least learn how to apologise'