NCT imagines & reactions

|Mark|

Mark
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Y/N's POV

I take my keys and closed the door behind me. I knock on the apartment door next to mine. I just moved and still need to get to know my neighbours. Finally someone opened. It was a dark haired guy and he had butterfly clips in. I didn't say anything about it but it was adorable. "Oh hello. Who are you?" He asks me. "I'm y/n, I just moved in next door. I just wanted to say hi." I smile sweetly. "Oh hi, I'm Mark. Nice to meet you y/n. Uh I do gotta go back inside. I'm taking care of my younger niece." He chuckles.

That explains the butterfly clips. But it's sweet that he's taking care of his niece, a true sweetheart. "Okay bye Mark. Have fun." I tell him. "Thanks and welcome to the neighbourhood!" He smiles sweetly before closing the door. I go back into my apartment. It was a short greeting but maybe next time I have the chance to get to know him better. He must be very busy now. I opened the big window since it was so hot. I was making some dinner for myself.

I was almost done as I hear some guitar. It was very audible, must be from outside. I get the food on a plate and go to the small balcony that I had decorated with pillows and fairy lights. I found out who was playing guitar and now also singing nicely, it's Mark. He was sitting right at the window. Once he finished the song I clap my hands which startled him. "Oh it's you, hi y/n." He smiles once he saw me. "You can play beautiful." I compliment. "Thanks." He smiles a bit shy. "Is your niece still here?"

"Oh no she's back home now, why?" He asks me. "You still have the clips in." I point out with a chuckle. "Ah yeah, I forgot about them." He awkwardly laughs. "They're kinda cute." I say. "You think so?" He asks. "Yes, it suits you." I tell him. "Thanks. Are you eating?" He asks me. "Jup, made it myself. You want some? I still have left." I say. "Sure, I'll be right there." He says and gets up. He disappeared into the apartment before I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see Mark.

"Come in." He walks in and I close the door. He sits on the stool at the kitchen island. "I hope you like it." I hand him a plate. Mark starts eating. "Oh it's delicious! You're a great cook." He compliments. "Well 4 years of studying pay off." His eyes widened. "Oh you're a real cook. I didn't know, sorry. But it is really good." I smile at his compliment. "Thanks." Mark finished the food quickly. I place our plates in the sink. "It's really nice here, better than the previous owners." Mark said. "Was it that bad?" I ask him.

"Oh yeah believe me. And you're already way nicer than them." He tells me. "That's good to hear." I sit down on the couch and so did Mark. "So what brought you here actually?" He asks me. "Well I finished school and wanted a new start so I moved here. I found a job nearby so it's all great." I explain to him. "In a restaurant?" I nod. "I'll definitely pass by one time." He tells me. "Take your niece as well, I'd like to meet her as well." I say. "S-sure." He said a bit hesitant.

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I finished a late shift at the restaurant and finally got home. I saw a note on my door. It was from Mark. 'Come to the balcony. Mark.' I opened my door and went straight to my balcony. I turned on the fairy lights so I could see some more. I hear Mark singing and playing on his guitar. We've become very close over the past months. But I've never heard him sing this song, maybe he wrote it himself. I listened until the end, I clap for him and cheer loudly. I catcher some people's attention from the street. "You're finally home." He smiles.

"Yes, I'm late I know. It was just so busy." I tell him. "What was that song?" I ask him. "I wrote it myself. You liked it?" He asks. "Like? Mark it was fantastic!" I tell him with a big smile. "Well I wrote it for you actually." He looked down at his hands. Shy to face me. "You did that for me? Aww that's so sweet! Wait come here." I tell him. "Why?" He has a confused look. "So I could give you a hug. No one has ever wrote me a song before." I tell Mark.

He got to my apartment, once he walked through the door I gave him a big hug. We went back to my balcony and sat there in silence, no awkward silence but a calming silence. "Why did you wrote me a song?" I ask him. "Well I actually like you. A lot." Mark giggles. "I'm sorry, it's stupid I know." I shook my head. "Why'd that be stupid?" I question. "Because I'm head over heels for a girl that saw me with butterfly clips in my hair." I chuckle. "But that was cute okay." I say. "But that was not my niece."

I furrow. "What do you mean?" I ask. "I put them in, I wore them on purpose. But I didn't expect you to come and knock on my door. I'm sorry I lied." He says. "No it's fine. But you didn't have to hide it. I really liked it and I like you also a lot." I tell him. "Really? Even with the clips and the nail polish?" It's only now that I noticed his nails. "It's nice and it doesn't matter to me how you look like. I care for what you're inside here." I place my hand over his heart which was beating like crazy. "I like you for who you are." I give him a soft kiss on his lips, it was perfect!

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A/N: let me just say: guys who wear nail polish or like 'feminine' clothing or accessories aren't specifically gay, they can be straight and wear it and I think that's freaking cute and hot at the same time lol
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