kpop oneshots i write during quarantine

nct mark leeeeeee

  Flashback to when you were in 7th grade:

"mAaAaRK" you yelled, looking around for your best friend of 8 years. He was nowhere to be found. You just shrugged and started walking to the tree behind the school that you always sat at after class to clear your head and occasionally do some homework.

You saw a group of 7 boys sitting around the tree in various places smoking, some cigarettes, some weed. (I know they wouldn't actually do this it's a story c h i l l) you couldn't really tell who they were until you got closer, and out of the bunch of them sitting there you recognize mark, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. "oh shit... y/n don't tell my mom please." You were shocked "mark... really? Are you stupid!?"

Flashback over, onto the present time (age 17):

"wHY IS IT SO HOT IN HERE?!" I yelled in frustration at the temperature of my bedroom. It's currently 3 am and I'm playing Minecraft.

I decided to do what any n o r m a l person would do and sat in front of my window, opened it, and stuck my head out.

I heard laughing and then saw a group of boys riding down my street on skateboards. They looked around my age, most of them wearing masks. The boy at the very back pushed one of the other boys forward then looked up at me. He quickly stopped his board and took his mask of and smiled. It took me a moment to realize who it was until one of his buddies turned around and realized he had stopped "mark come on!! We're almost there! Don't stop now!!" mark looked over "yea yea I'll catch up in a minute, go on without me I know where it is" The other boy shrugged and nodded, continuing on his way.

"why are you out at 3 am Mark?" I asked, genuinely curious. "I'm out here all the time, I get dragged out at this point. My friends are trying to go find beers and weed. I'm just there for moral support I guess. I quit years ago." He said and smiled

"oh really? That's good, maybe now you won't die at age 26" I giggled

"that's the exact reason I quit. Plus that day you caught me broke my heart. You never spoke to me again." He said with a frown on his face

"hang on a second mark" I said and closed my window. He just stared up at where I was previously, smiling.

I quickly got into some leggings and a large hoodie and went outside to grab my skateboard.

"moral support." I said as I put my board down next to mark's

"So, you're coming with me, huh? What happened to 'I will never sneak out! My mom would kill me!'?"

"oh shut up mark. I said that when I was like 12" I giggled "lead the way Mr. my friends have problems and I'm just here to make sure they don't die."

Mark pushed you lightly and started riding down the street, I followed closely behind.

"I missed you y'know, you left the tree that day and never talked to me again." Mark said quietly, slightly turning to look at you

"listen, I was shocked and didn't expect that kinda thing from you. We were best friends for 8 years and then you pulled that on me. I didn't want to be friends with someone who did that kinda thing mark. I had always told you that."

Mark just stopped and looked at me "y/n, I never meant to hurt you. You know that right? Peer pressure, I wanted to be cool. I was always being made fun of. I thought that maybe if I did those things I'd become one of the cool kids" his voice cracked and he started tearing up

"mark... why didn't you tell me? We were always there for each other remember? I would've beat some ass for you." I got off my board and dragged mark off his. "grab that" I said then walked away behind an abandoned building.

Mark looked at me, confused, but followed anyways.

"remember when we were in like 5th grade and I dragged you back here and kissed you because I thought I was a lesbian and wanted to check?" I giggled

"oh mY GOD YEA I REMEMBER THAT!! I WAS SO SURPRISED" he yelled

We then heard a yell "MARK THERE YOU ARE!! WE THOUGHT YOU DIE- who is that?" one of them yelled and looked at me

"oh, this is y/n, we were best friends for a long time before we kinda drifted" mark said with a small frown. I just kinda looked down and waved a bit, feeling uncomfortable.

"well I'm Jaemin, the basically father of thisgroup of crackheads. Mark is like the mom." I looked at mark and giggled "he alwayshas been like a mom" I giggled and looked at mark "hell, I used to call him momeven." Mark looked at me with a smile and pushed me lightly "we were like 9" helaughed and got up to talk to the other boys in the group. "im not gonna lie toyou y/n, he really likes you" Jaemin laughed and walked away leaving me on myown, in my thoughts.

(it's so short, yet it took so long. my fingers and brain want to cry.)