Check mark [ NCT Mark Lee ff ]

09 | support

Mark felt his cheeks burn up when he saw Seonme enter the practice room.

They were dancing to highway to heaven and he watched her stare at her clipboard seriously.

It was his turn to rap too. "Mark! Ah!" Taeyong whined.

"Again." He pointed at Haechan to hit the radio.

Mark hid his face under his cap due to embarrassment.

"Dude, you usually say everyone's lines." Johnny teased.

Seonme snorted.

Mark looked up coolly at his future wife— oops

He meant to say CEO* in his head.

"Hey Seonme." He brought his chin up.

"Hey Markie. Why don't you go practice?" She pointed at the rest of the members staring at his back.

Mark looked to see his friends hold a taunting face.

"Whip, whiplash." Jaehyun sang with a deep voice.

Mark slapped his forehead in front of Seonme and she patted his head.

"Crazy kid, huh?" She spoke to the rest of the boys.

They nodded in unison.

"Crazy in love." Johnny muttered under his breath.

Mark exhaled awkwardly because he heard Johnny loud and clear.

Does anyone else hear that?

There is literally a drum hitting 100 beats per minute.

"Mark?" Seonme spoke with concern.

"You're getting a cold sweat or something... do we need to go to the infirmary?" She placed her hand on his forehead.

Mark felt his body slow down by her soft act.

His heart settled down, and he was back around 75-80 bpm.

A cute, curvy smile revealed itself on his face.

Seonme saw Mark grab her wrist gently and lowered it to his chest.

"W-What are you doing?" She panicked.

Mark stared at her smile, because he knew if he looked into her eyes, his eyes would fail.

"My heart is beating abnormally." Mark spoke honestly.

The guys giggled in the back, and some even gagged.

Seonme seemed to be quite naive as well, so she brought her ear close to his chest.

Mark was clearly a tomato.

Seonme pulled back abruptly, and Mark jumped startled.

"You're good." She stated before leaving their practice room.

Mark chuckled softly.

All of the guys came up to him, "Yah, you have some explaining to do." Haechan spoke first.

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Seonme remained calm, but something felt weird.

She shook her head.

"Miss Seonme." Chenle called from the hall.

Seonme turned to see Chenle and Jaemin.

Wow. I literally did not ask for Jaemin to appear.

Seonme stared at the boys.

They were sweating.

"Are y'all okay?" She exhaled.

They only laughed at her words, "What? Are you okay?" Chenle teased.

"Of course I am! But I think Mark isn't." She crossed her arms nonchalantly.

"Aiiiiiigooo." Jaemin clicked his tongue.

"I was afraid I'd hear that name out of her mouth." He added.

Chenle did a silly sigh and shook his head.

"Jaemin-ah, don't misinterpret things." Chenle patted his friend's shoulder.

Seonme nodded to her dear friend.

She clenched onto his arm and made a face towards Jaemin.

"Yeah! I'm just reminding y'all to look over your friend!" She defended herself.

Chenle was still dazed at how she held onto his arm.

"Ah, thanks for reminding us then." Jaemin winked and walked off.

"I guess I'll check on Mark hyung." Jaemin left the two.

"He's cute, but what a tease." Seonme whispered towards Chenle's ear.

And he frowned.

"You like Jaemin hyung?" He muttered under his breath.

But she brought her ear towards his face, "Huh?"

Chenle sucked his breath and began coughing violently.

"Chenle!" She reached for him, but looking at her made it worse.

"No, I don't like him like that." She finally got to him.

Chenle kept reaching his arm to avoid her presence.

"Hey! Let me pat your back!" Seonme said with all seriousness.

Chenle stood still in defeat with a smile.

"Seonme."

Suddenly, Seonme felt the world slow down.

Chenle did his innocent smile, "What do you think about me? Am I cute?"

Seonme snorted, "Of course you are."

Chenle gave a side look, "I don't want you to answer like that, I meant like..."

Chenle made them face each other,

he brought his face closer to hers,

"Am I attractive?"

Seonme hesitated, but she scanned his face.

Slowly, but surely, she nodded.

Chenle gave a breathy laugh and shuffled her hair.

"Thanks. Just checking." He winked.

Seonme tilted her head confused, "Checking what?"

"If I'm still in the game." He continued walking off.

Seonme stared at Chenle's back, "Game?"

She began walking away, and thought of the two odd boys.

"Game?" She repeated.

A door creaked opened, revealing another sweaty guy.

"I need a break!" He said.

Seonme opened the rooftop's door.

"Fresh air?"

Mark smiled at her kind act.

"Thank you, kind lady."

Seonme poked Mark's arm,

"Chenle mentioned a game earlier, do you know anything about that? What game is he still in?"