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แฏแกฃ๐ญฉ ็ก็ฟผ่้ฃ I'm ready for take off
แฏแกฃ๐ญฉ ๋ ์๋ฆ๋ค์ ํธ๋ฅด๋ํธ๋ฅธ ๋๋น
โBaby say the word and Iโll be yoursโ
pairing: mark lee x f!reader sypnosis: mutual pining between two hearts that yearn for eachother yet too afraid to just say the word. wc : 1.4k an # been obsessed with requiem lately saur..
It was obvious from the start.
From when you first approached him till your most recent hangout back at his place. Mark knew that you liked him. It may be a bold claim, and it really was.
He knew he couldnโt just assume what others felt or thought about him. But he couldnโt help it. It started with your stuttered words, how you always became this clammy and nervous mess around him. Until you two grew closer and from acquaintances your friendship blossomed into something more intimate.
Mark noticed the extra effort you seem to put it in whenever it came to him. How you force yourself to listen to his rants about beats he conjured in his studio or the latest spiderman theory he had thought while in the shower. Or when you always find the time to come at his call despite your hectic days. Even as simple as how you always choose to eat at that one restaurant he likes despite preferring to stay in the comfort of your home when the night gets chilly.
Canโt read your mind, when all you do is dance on the line
It would drive him insane how you would pull him close and then push him away, letting out words only to take them back. It was tugging on his heart and messing with his mind whether you would mean those subtle touches, those gazes that you would hold a second longer than necessary, the way you would look at him as if he was the prettiest sight your eyes have laid on.
He had no idea if his feelings were just getting into his head or if there really was a deeper meaning behind your words.
โyโknow, you look extra handsome todayโ You pipe up after taking in the details of the boyโs face, the words leaving your lips before you could stop yourself.
Mark could feel his cheeks grow warm as the words you blurt out reach his ears, another one of those remarks that make his heart jump. โyeah? you mean that?โ
โwhy wouldnโt I?โ
โyou could be messing with meโ
A roll of your eyes was all he received as he continued to push away your compliment, taking it as another one of your sarcastic jabs at him.
Of course you werenโt a fool too, you werenโt blind to Markโs feelings. But there always was a nagging feeling in the back of your mind that the fragments of his feelings were only a part of your delusion. Which is why you held yourself back from explicitly admitting your feelings to the boy in front of you.
On fleeting instants, gathering the courage to do so, Mark found himself playing dangerously at the edge of the boundaries of your relationship, calling you baby when he felt brave enough. Though when you question him about it, he would throw an awkward chuckle and say it was because you were 'too childish' and acted like a baby.
Can't read your mind, all I need is a sign
A sign, a single indication was all he needed, was all he was waiting for to finally push forth with what he was feeling. That was the only thing holding him back from letting out the words he longed to say. That was all he was waiting for because he had this feeling, that you long for him too, that you search for his presence in every room you enter.
Mark's heart would race whenever you smaller hand finds his, making up some excuse like 'I don't want to get lost' or 'There's too many people here' just to find a way to keep some touch with him. And he knew that wasn't the real reason you wanted to keep him close, when you would reach an area with lesser people, your grasp would remain tight in his.
Somehow, you would always find a way to stay close to him. Playing with his hair, fiddling with the rings on his fingers, holding his hand and just sitting close to him. And he wasn't complaining at all, hell, he loved it. But he was afraid of your interactions feeding his dreams and delusions that you just might like him back. He often found himself thinking to himself if you were just as touchy with your other friends or if he was receiving some sort of special treatment.
But despite all those apparent gestures, Mark always had a cloud of doubt in his mind.
Say the word, I know what you're thinking but just say it first
It was another one of those nights where you would stay over at Markโs place, just unwinding after weeks worth of stress and work in the comfortable space of humble abode. The lights were dimmed down, creating this intimate air that surrounds you. Two glasses of wine, both halfway drunk was set on the coffee table. You found yourself setlled comfortably on Markโs lap, the alcohol in system making your head buzz, blurring out the line between rationality and impulse. Markโs hand on your thigh felt like it set your skin on fire, but you couldnโt help but yearn for it more.
โsomethingโs on your mind?โ Markโs voice breaks you out of your train of thoughts, bleary eyes traveling up to gaze into his own hazy oned. He looked like he was on the edge of closing his lids, his face nuzzling into your hair, inhaling the scent of your shampoo.
โdo friends do this?โ
Your question hangs unanswered for a few moments as the air grows heavier
โdo you want to know what I think?โ Mark finally replies, his whisper a bit harsh, having a rough edge to it.
And to his question you nodded.
Mark looked like he was bracing himself, contemplating deeply whether he should take the leap after all this time.
โNo, friends donโt do this..โ
โ..they donโt just snuggle with each other the entire night, or wear each otherโs clothes or touch each other like we do and call it as being friends. itโs just.. I donโt know.โ
He heaves out a heavy sigh before shaking his head.
โOr maybe they do and Iโm just looking too deeply into thingsโ
Silence
It was that dense silence against that made his heart thump, making him cower from looking back at you.
โDo you want us to be just friends?โ
Your voice was quiet, almost barely a whisper but Mark heard it clearly. His ears perk up and finally lifts his gaze to see you already looking at him, almost unsure but determined. Perhaps it was the alcohol that made your tongue loose or finally dismiss the lingering uncertainty in your minds. But it seemed like you werenโt gonna let this night end without discussing this constant push and pull between the two of you.
โNoโ
He breathes out, his voice quivering slightly
โI want us to be everything beyond friendsโ
you let out a soft hum, as if you were contemplating over his words.
"so... best friends?" Mark couldn't hold back the sigh of exasperation that slips his lips, his hand leaving your thigh to card his fingers through his hair "baby, are you being serious?" He felt the lingering annoyance fade away the moment he heard your giggles, the sound you always made when you successfully poke fun at him. "Of course not" A whispy chuckle comes from you as you turn to face him.
"I like you, Mark"
The words felt heavy but they flowed out from you easier than you first thought they would. But your doubt begin to fade as you saw the warm spark in his eyes, his lips quirking into a smile. Mark couldn't find the words to reply with your confession, his body moving faster than his mind as he plants his lips on yours.
Your lips met, a soft brush at first, a tentative exploration of this new territory of hesitance both of you have stepped on. As your lips lingered, the kiss deepened into something more slow and sensual. A warm feeling spread through you, your lips leaving his to catch some air only to be pulled back in. Your hand found his nape, resting on his skin as you keep him closer.
Your chests were heaving when your lips break away for good, the sound of panting fills the room as you try to catch your breath. Mark's cheeks were flushed, her hand moving up to cup your cheek.
"God, I like you too, so fucking much it hurts" He whispers against your lips, his forehead leaning forward to rest on yours.
"I'm all yours baby, you had me from the start, you just had to say the word"
Baby, say the word and I'll be yours
an # tbh idk if this is good (and i kinda think it stinks) but a little story time hueheu I actually got the inspo of writing this because this is how I feel with the guy I like rite neow.. he's confusing the hell out of me but whatever, if I don't get my happy ending at least they will!!
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