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hana's pov:

after the practice, we got back to the dorms, ate all together and got closer. now i felt like the awkward silence is long gone. its been about an hour since we had our group dinner and i had already showered in mark's bathroom and found my suitcase inside the bathroom. our manager probably brought it for us. i zipped it open and decided to pick some random black shorts and mark's hoodie and some fluffy socks to go with my big slippers. i left the bathroom after getting dressed and took my song-writing book before leaving the restroom. i saw mark at his desk with his guitar in his hand. i quietly sat on his bed pondering whether i should say something or not. after two minutes, i called him over to have a conversation.

"mark come here, i wanna talk to you" i say and pat an empty space next to me while i got closer to the covers and sat more upright.

mark walked over to be and sat next to me and looked at me. "whats up"he replied.

"are you okay?" i said as i started to squeeze my hand. i hope i'm not irritating him by asking so many questions.

he nervously scratches the back of his neck and says, "honestly, i don't really know. a lot has been going on, i don't quite know how to feel."he looks down after admitting.

"i hope you're not beating yourself up about that one dance move on the floor. you did amazing, don't worry about it." i adjusted my body position so i could see his face better. i moved my book to the nightstand so i could move closer to him.

"hana, i feel like a disappointment to my hyungs. like they're all capable of doing it and i'm the only one who seems to struggle on that specific part. i feel so behind. i don't want to admit to them that i feel tired and overworked. taeyong and i are in superm and nct 127 at the same time. luckily we're on as break right now but these promotions for kick it have me exhausted" he looks up at me with his eyes glistening with tears starting to gather.

i grabbed his hands, gave it a light squeeze and told him to come closer. he came closer and i gave him a big bear hug. he sat on the bed while i wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms by his neck. i ruffled his hair, then said "mark, you're not a disappointment. you're working as hard as you can. that one dance move doesn't dictate your hard work that is portrayed throughout the rest of the performance. if it makes you feel any better, i can show you one of my songs. i don't show it to anyone else other than the girls, so feel honored." i heard him give off a light chuckle, 'sure' he replied giving me a light pat on the head and said thank you. i showed him my book that had all my song-writing in it. then i started singing, out of the blue:

mark watched me as i sang off of the lyrics in my book. and when i finished, he gave me a big smile, "you're a strong performer hana, you could do everything, rapping, dancing and strong vocals?" mark complimented me and i put the book back on the night stand and covered my blushing face by drawing the hood up.

i slapped mark slightly and said "ah stop lying, i'm really not. i can't handle getting compliments from c-cute guys" i covered my mouth after realizing what i said. i face-planted my face on the bed trying to hide my blushing face.

"im cute huh hana?" mark says back with a fat smirk on his face. i faced back to him and rolled my eyes.

"yes, im straight-forward when i get nervous ok? now, im going to sleep, nightttt marker" i wave at him them turned the opposite direction before he could say anything back to me. i tried to close my eyes after that unexpected scene created by my big mouth. i kept thinking about whether i made mark feel better. then i felt the lights being shut off then someone sliding into the bed.

i heard mark whisper into the dark room, "i know you're not sleeping hana, but i just wanted to tell you thank you for making me feel better." i felt blush creeping unto my face for the millionth time today. then i made the rash decision to turn my body and pull his arm closer.

"i'm cold, come closer" i whisper back to him. and with that, we slept next to each other again in each other's embrace and smiles on our faces.


a/n: any suggestions?

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