I blame the moon | nct mark lee ff

☽ nine: street rules ☾

I WALKED UP TO mark's apartment and knocked on the door. He
opened it, having showered and changes clothes.

"Nayoung? What're you doing here?"

I sighed and told him that I wanted to go grocery shopping but didn't know where to go and needed his help.

He laughed at that but agreed, saying he needed to go shopping too. "yeah, I know. I saw how bone-dry y'all's fridge was." he laughed even harder at that and went back inside to get his things, and we were off.

He lead me to the back of the building where the car park was and I was confused.

"where are we going? Can't we only get ubers out front?" he laughed at that.

"no I actually have a car, it would be better for me to drive because we'd have a lot to carry"

"Ohh," I said, slightly surprised. I didn't know he had a car.

"yup." I went to the left side and was about to open the door when he stopped me.

"um, what are you doing?"

"getting in the car.. What does it look like?"

"you wanna drive? Wait, can you even drive?" he asked and I was confused,

"what do you mean can I drive? Of course I can drive. Just not in this country" I mumbled the last part. "and what does it matter, it's your car, aren't you gonna drive?"

"well yeah, but why are you going unto the driver's side?"

"huh?" I looked at him confused, bending down to look through the window to see that it was, indeed
the passanger's side.

"oh. Sorry, I forgot it's on the left in Korea." I said, before going around and getting in on the other side.

He was laughing as he got into the car. "wait, so the drivers seat is on the right side in south africa?" he asked, still laughing.

"yeah" I said, laughing too.

After a while I asked him, "so, where are we going first? I need to get fruits, veggies, meat and carbs like pasta and rice. What's on your list?"

He was speechless and said, "well, I don't really have a list. I was just gonna buy whatever seemed right, you know?"

I laughed, "and that's exactly why your fridge is as bare as it is."

He pursed his lips and kept quiet the rest of the drive as I laughed at him.

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HE STOPPED IN THE parking lot of a big-looking store building.

"let's go" he said and we got out of the car.

I grabbed a trolley on the way into the store and wiped it before entering. The store was really big and I looked over at Mark, "so, where do we go first?"

We started at the food isle and loaded everything he and I needed into the cart. We soon realized it was too small so he went and got another one.

We then found an isle that
was completely empty and I got an idea, "let's race carts, if I win you buy me ice cream."

"hmm" he said, "what if I win?"

"well, you can decide what you want but there's no point since it's not. Gonna. Happen."

He laughed and agreed.

"ready, set, go!" I yelled and we both raced, jumping onto the carts once they gained momentum. I looked back at Mark and saw that I was still winning and we were more than half-way there.

I was almost at the end of the isle when he jumped off his cart and pushed mine the other way, my mouth dropping open at the audacity. He got back onto his and
crossed the finish line, me finishing after him.

I got off my cart and yelled, "that not fairr! You cheated!!" I pushed his chest and he barely stumbled.

He shrugged, "you didn't specify the rules"

I huffed and crossed my arms in annoyance, "but that was obviously cheating. It doesn't count."

He got closer to me, "looks like someone's a sore loser" he said, obviously trying to provoke me.

"I wonder who, because it ain't me sir" I said, bending my head back to try look down on him.

He laughed at this and went to get his cart. I huffed and got mine too,
"you know cheaters never prosper, right?"

"Street rules." he said, shrugging. "More like I took advantage of the situation"

"whatever." I said, walking to the pay station after buying everything.

When we got back to the car the sky was already getting dark and he turned to me, saying, "I never got to decide what I get if I won" he said, with a smug look on his face.

I narrowed my eyes and said, "you don't get anything because you cheated"

"nah. I don't think I did."

I rolled my eyes, "fine. What do you want?"

"a kiss."