Chain || Mark Lee

Chapter 33:Seriously?

Incase no one has asked you,

How is/was your day?

ALSO NCT 2020 WITH RESONANCE!!!!!

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Yeonmi woke up the next morning with her head pounding. She felt a pitting sensation at the bottom of her stomach and ran straight to the bathroom. Straight to the toilet, Yeonmi threw up last night's alcohol. Last night was fun, but this morning was torture.

After Yeonmi finished throwing up her guts, she felt the rest of her body aching. Her legs felt like jelly, and her back felt like it had been run over with a truck. Her headache made everything ten times worse.

She thought back to last night. The only thing she remembered was Jaemin taking her to her room after drinking so much.

Yeonmi went to the sink to wash her face to only look back at herself in the mirror. There were new marks around her collarbone, and one or two on her neck. What stood out the most was she was wearing Mark's shirt.

She had on underwear, so she didn't think much of it. Even her normal sports bra, that she wore whenever she was in the same bed as Mark, wasn't on her, but she didn't think much of it either. It didn't concern her until she saw her shorts on the floor of Mark's bedroom.

I probably just kicked them off after an intense make out session.

Yeonmi went back to Mark's room to wake him up. She sat down next to him, she slapped him before kissing his forehead to wake him up. He shifted a little before groaning and opening his eyes.

"That's one way to wake me up."Mark awkwardly smiled, he was beyond tired.

He moved the blanket away and sat up in bed. He rubbed the sleep away from his eyes, still too tired to actually get out of bed. Yeonmi stared at his upper body, small love marks covered him, and she was in awe. She had done them before, but there were a lot more than normal.

"What the hell is that?"

"You don't remember?"Mark asked.

"No,"Yeonmi looked him in the eyes, genuinely concerned; her headache suddenly gone.

"Would you like a reminder?"Mark smirked, thinking she was only joking.

He leaned in forward for a kiss, and Yeonmi let him. Mark continued to kiss her, he placed a hand on her thigh and continued upward to the hem of "her shirt." Yeonmi backed away instantly, and even got off the bed. Mark looked at her, was she serious?

"The last thing I remember is Jaemin taking me to my room, nothing else."

"That's such a shame. Last night was one you'd want to remember."Mark got off the bed, patting Yeonmi's head before stretching and walking around his room; he felt sluggish.

"What happened?"

"Check the trash."

Yeonmi walked over to the small trash can in the room. She peered into the trash can and shot her head in the direction Mark was in. With wide eyes she just stared at him.

"It happened and I don't remember any of it? You're kidding."Yeonmi looked at him in disbelief.

"With what you were saying last night, sober you would be happy to forget."Mark chuckled, oh was he about to have some fun.

"I was drunk. Anything that comes out of anyone's mouth when they're drunk, is crazy."

"Drunk mouth, sober thoughts. Everything you said, were just things you were too afraid, or embarrassed, to say out loud when you're sober."