Lee Minhyung Imagines

i | down-to-earth

THINGS TO REMEMBER:
Y/N/N - Your Nickname

down-to-earth
adjective

:informal and easy to talk to

Mark's POV

I didn't know why, but during the past few weeks, I've been getting really nervous and flustered around her.
Y/N's a great gal; she listens diligently and is always there to help those who are in need. And I was one of those people.

Before, I was very comfortable with her. I never found it troubling or embarrassing to talk to her about things that occupies my mind. Now, even just looking at her was troubling me these days; and Y/N was slowly getting suspicious of it.

I had to admit, I began to know why I'm acting this way, especially whenever she was there. I like her. I like Y/N. And now I couldn't look at her in the same way without blushing so hard or my heart skipping a beat. Gosh, why did she have to be so impeccable and beautiful?

Sighing, I sat on the couch, thinking of nothing but how to make these feelings fade. I didn't want to ruin my friendship with Y/N; we've been close for who knows how long, and I can't risk ruining our special connection.

Just as I continued to think, my phone began ringing. I the picked it up and looked at the caller, my heart beat immediately accelerates upon seeing the name. With shaking hands, I then answered:

"Hey Mark! Are you doing something at the moment?" Her sweet velvety voice greeted, my cheeks once again heating up

"O-oh. Umm... yeah. I think I will be busy by the next few minutes.
Wh-why?" My voice cracked up, I was lying to her now, all because I like her

"That sucks. I was about to ask if you wanted to go out and do stuffs" Y/N replies, sadness evident by the way she said it

"I'm re-really sorry, Y/N/N. I'll make it up to you next time" I respond, hearing her hum in return

"That's all, I guess. Gotta go now. Bye" Before I could even reply, she immediately hung up

Once again, I sighed. Before, I was always never hesitant in telling her a single thing. But, now? I couldn't look straight into her eyes, or talk to her. Is this how a 'crush' affects you? If I knew it did, then I would be forcing myself to forget by now. Rejection was the last thing I'd ever want.

The whole day, I did nothing but sit on the couch: watch movies, eat snacks, or reflect upon the times I spent my days or nights with Y/N. We did almost everything together, we were so close back then; but now? I feel like we're drifting apart.

Because of these stupid feelings.

So, love can really make a big difference. I needed to fix, I need to fix my friendship with Y/N. And there was only one way.

~The Next Day~

Your POV

"So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked for probably the millionth time, looking up at Mark to see him still pacing back and forth

He looks at me for a millisecond before going back to his pacing. It had been almost thirty minutes of Mark inviting me to his house as he wanted to tell me something; but all the boy was doing is walking around in circles, and what he's doing right now.

I was losing my patience here, and when I do lose patience, it gets me on my bad side; and you don't want to see my bad side. So, I sighed deeply, and fought the urge to lash at Mark; he was my best friend, and the guy whom I've also grown to cherish so much.

Finally, he looks at me and stood straight, arms moving here and there as his eyes showed too much emotions. Mark was nervous and uncertain:

"Mark, you know you can tell me as soon as you're ready. I'm always here for you, but I don't want to pressure you and force you into something" My eyes soften at the sight, he was clearly having a hard time

"I just, I-i really needed to tell you this, Y/N. I ca-can't hold it in anymore" He stutters, something the Mark Lee I knew has never done

For the past few years of us being the best of friends, never in my life have I heard him stutter, or act like what he is doing right now. Mark was carefree and was never afraid; yet here he was, standing in front of me, his posture telling me that he was uncomfortable, and scared.

Sure, I also wanted to know what he'd want to say, but I don't want to push him to telling it. I want him to tell once he was ready, I want him to follow his pace and do it slowly:

"Seriously, Mark. You can tell me once you've warmed up; I'm getting really worried by your behaviour" I pointed out, frowning as I observed him

He was shaking, cheeks bright red, lips quivering, and his eyes were moving too fast. Mark heaves a long breath before exhaling, trying to calm himself down; which was fortunately working as he did that several times.

I watched him in total admiration, he's very persistent... I thought, smiling at him:

"The reason why I asked you to come here is because I've been meaning to confess something to you" He explains, unconsciously fiddling with his fingers

"Go on, then" I replied, giving him a smile to urge him to continue

"You see, Y/N; you've been a very great friend to me, you never made me uncomfortable about anything, you always waited for me and is patient with me. You never had enough of dealing with me and my bull- shenanigans" Mark suddenly got flustered as I let out a chuckle at his attempt of avoiding to curse

"Basically, you're a down-to-earth girl; you never hesitate to listen to someone, even if you don't know them fully. You're helpful and really caring, I like that about you. The way you cared for the people around you more than yourself is truly something I admire, and hope to learn to have as well" He continues on, my heart warming up at his kind words

"That's why I like you, very much" Mark huffs out, and I was frozen on my spot; eyes wide as I looked at him blankly

Slowly, I stood up, walking to where Mark was; who, was now looking down and once again playing with his fingers. Playfully, I smirked and grabbed his chin with my finger, making him look at me. I smiled at him and began to lean in.

Feeling Mark tense up, I then placed both my hands onto his shoulder. In no time, both our lips were connected to one another. He then stretches out and responds, lips syncing into a melodious rhythm.

Later, we both broke off and looked at one another, both flustered and hot:

"I like you too, Mark" I said, smiling widely, and he did as well

He kissed my forehead, hugging me afterwards. We were happy, very, very happy.

~🐋🐡👣🐬The End🐬👣🐡🐋~
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