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#EveryDATE ; mark

'You know,' you joked as you shed the heavy jacket that you were wearing to combat the icy cold wind of winter. 'When you invited me back to your house for ramen, I didn't actually think you wanted to eat ramen,' you whistled mischievously, with a glint in your eye, as you sat at the kitchen counter, watching your boyfriend of 2 years search through the cabinets for the ingredients.

He shot you the look, as you stuck your tongue out in response. He knew you well enough that you were not so secretly joking, but instead of responding, he continued to focus on looking for the things he needed.

'Really Mark,' you sighed, leaping off from the high stool at the counter to join him in the manic search, as you ruffled his fluffy black hair which he had just gotten permed for the comeback. 'What would you do without me,' you tsked as you immediately brought out the two pots he needed, shaking your head in mock disapproval.

'And this,' he gave you a sweet peck on the cheek, taking the pots out of your hands. 'Is why I keep you around,' he stated, before turning to the stove, turning on the gas.

'Are you sure it's not just for my snippy jokes you oh so love?" you poked him in the side, as he playfully whacked you across the knuckles.

'Why can't you just sit down like a proper girlfriend and let me be the romantic boyfriend that cooks for you?" he groaned, as he poured the dried noodles into the boiling water.

'Because,' you giggled, booping his nose. 'You and I have been dating for way too long for that,'

'Hmmmmm,' was his monosyllable reply as he checked on the noodles.

Nonetheless, you heeded his instructions and left the vicinity of the area to play with Milo who had been barking excitedly from his cage, begging to be let out.

'Come here baby,' you cooed in the voice that you had specially reserved for him only, as you unlatched his cage.

There was a small blur of brown as Milo leapt into your arms, licking your face furiously, as he simultaneously snuggled into your arms while you peppered him with kisses.

Not satisfied with the love and affection that you were evidently showering him with, the poodle wriggled out of your arms and went to disturb his owner, jumping around Mark's legs as his focus was momentarily distracted and reached down to pet Milo whose tail was wagging so fast, that if they were chopper blades the puppy would have taken flight a long time ago.

'Could you please take him away,' Mark laughed as the dog continued the jump around, clearly hoping and waiting for your boyfriend to drop something from the chopping board.

'That would be my pleasure dear sir,' you said, scooping the excitable poodle and dumping him on the couch where he was proven to be afraid of jumping down from.

Admitting defeat, Milo slumped on the couch in what was clearly a doggy sulk despite the belly rubs you were giving him.

Your eyes, somehow as they always did strayed back to Mark, and although you would die before admitting it aloud, you loved watching him when he got focused on things like cooking or practising or song-writing. There was just some aura about him that you just loved when he was concentrated especially now when he was wearing one of your favourite denim jackets.

However, you frowned, noticing how thing he was becoming. Fuming, you hated JYP for forcing him to diet and practising so hard, it seemed like he always lost at least a couple kilograms whenever comeback period was near. Although you knew he looked amazing in the music video with his figure like that, but you still didn't like it. You made a mental note to yourself to feed him and the rest of his members more during the next few weeks of music shows that they were going to perform at. Out of all them, you were the most free, and the best cook so you were prone to delivering them meals during practise hours. It had been happening so often that once Bam Bam jokingly pointed out that it was like you were dating the 7 of them instead of Mark, where he nearly got another laptop thrown at him.