Ephemeral | dahmin

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     -three years later-

"you deserve what you tolerate."

"I was asking why you didn't wash the dishes."

"Because!" he huffs loudly and pouts at me as usual "I don't want to be the dishwasher, you're a bad person kim dahyun" Mark Lee spats like a child

Basically, the dishwasher (not me, okay) got broken last week and this has been happening every single time. he refuses to wash the dishes

"Hey" I pat his back and try to comfort his spoiled butt "you need to accept what you have and not have a fuss over small things you can live without-"

"just like your contract?" unintentionally my body flinches as my fingers leave his body without me knowing.

It's been a while now since I left.

I wonder how they're doing now

My unnies

Taehyung and the others

"Hey" Mark grabs my shoulder and takes a deep breath as he takes a very hard decision for his words, I see one of his hands clench together

"I....uh...your stuff"

"My stuff what?"

"I...nevermind" he pulls away and turns his back on me, oddly I was isolated once more with this distasteful silence. I puff air into my cheeks and calm myself down

Indeed it had been three years

But have you ever felt like being lost in your own home?

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"I hope everyone looks up to our performance, we have worked hard for this comeback. please look forward to it"

"And lots of love to Army who always supports us"

I don't even know why I'm watching this BTS interview on our TV right now, it's already near midnight, my parents are on that 'sweet date' at somewhere and Mark is probably asleep by now.

And here I am on our couch suddenly watching this.

just to get broken

"I've heard that you guys had girlfriends in the past, does anyone of you guys find that rumor to be true?" suddenly the air got a bit awkward to the point that even I felt a bit weird and uncomfortable