I blame the moon | nct mark lee ff

8 : bacon?

I WALKED TO THE fridge and pulled out some eggs, bacon and butter.

"do you eat eggs?" I asked Mark as I pulled two pans out of the cupboard.

"mhm" he said as he sat down on the little stool I had by the counter.

I switched on the stove and put the butter in one of the pans, and oil in the other.

"bacon?" I asked him as I cracked the eggs into a cup and started whisking them.

He nodded and I continued making breakfast. "one question, why are you wearing my shirt?"

I froze at that, looking down to see that I was, indeed, still wearing his shirt.

"oh um...I um, it was more comfortable than what I was wearing before and wanted to take off my bra but my shirt was kinda see-through and yours was just lying there so I took it. Sorry, I'll go change and give it back" I said, turning to my room to change clothes.

"nah, relax, you're good. You can keep it if you like, it looks better on you anyways." he said and I slowly turned my attention back to the eggs before realizing what he said.

Even bigger reason to take it off, I'm getting too attached, I thought to myself before replying to him, "thanks, I guess."

"no problem."

I finished cooking and brought the two plates over to where Mark was sitting, setting myself down on the seat next to it.

"wait, you're not wearing a bra right now?" he said, obviously flustered.

I laughed at his words and swallowed my food. "are you being dead ass right now?" I asked, still laughing at him.

"ha ha" he said, laughing awkwardly.

After we finished eating Mark offered to do the dishes and he washed while I dried.

"well. I guess you can go home now." I said after we finished.

"oh, um, right. Thanks for breakfast" he said.

"no problem. See you later."

I walked him to the door and locked it after he left, letting out a breath I didn't even know I was holding in.

I smelt mark on his shirt while I was on the way to take shower.

"I'm fucked" I said, taking it off and getting into the hot water.

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I WAS WORKING ON my psychology assignment later that day in the living room when
my phone rang. I got up from the floor and walked over to answer it.

"hello?" I said into the phone, not checking the caller ID.

"Nayoung! Hi, this is Yuta from last night." I rolled my eyes after hearing that and sighed to myself.

"Oh, hi Yuta. Why did you call instead of text like normal people do...?"

He laughed at that. He had a nice laugh "oh, no reason, I just wanted to hear your voice that's all"

I laughed at that and honestly couldn't believe him. "well you've heard it. I'm busy with my homework right now so I gotta go. Bye." I said, about to hang up.

"wait! I just wanted to ask if you're free to hangout anytime or something"

"ummm, not today, I have a lot of homework to do." I said, kind of surprised and confused at him asking me out.

"oh, ok, I'll talk to you later"

"yup. And please text me instead, I rarely answer my phone anyways"

"sure thing, bye Nayoung"

"bye." I said, hanging up. I sighed and laid on my back on the floor.

What was that even about, I thought to myself and scrolled through my phone.

I decided to call my mom, we talked about school life and how everything was in general, especially living alone, if I'd made friends, etcetera. I also spoke to my little sister who missed a lot.

After that I called my brother but he didn't pick up, I figured he was busy because of work.

I sighed and decided I needed fresh air, but I also wanted to get this homework over and done with.

I groaned and decided to finish the work instead of go outside.

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I FINISHED THE homework about 2 hours later and stretched out on the living room carpet. I checked the time on my phone and it was only about 2 o'clock so I decided to go grocery shopping and changed out of my home clothes into my green Adidas leggings, white converses, and white graphic t-shirt with my oversized black sweater, grabbing my bag and wallet and heading out.

As I was walking out of the building I realized that I had no idea where I was going. I'd never been anywhere besides the cafes, university and my apartment.

I sighed and walked back in, sitting on one of the couches in the lobby and opening my phone, realizing there was only one person I could call.

Mark.