notas: desde que esses teasers tinham saído, eu fiquei com vontade de usar as fotos pra fazer um edit com elas. quando eu vi as capas dos álbuns, fiquei com mais vontade ainda. saiu isso e eu até que gostei; tava com saudade de fazer um treco coloridão assim. não tem muitos efeitos e nem nada, mas tá aí :p
[12:36 am] It’s quiet in the car. The only sounds you can register are the sounds of the air conditioning and the rumble of the car driving forward. You can’t look anywhere else but forward to where the cars beam lights were shining. You can’t feel anything but Jaemin’s warm hand on top of yours.
His hand was warm. It was his touch of love and endearment. It reminded you of all the ways he could hold you. The squeeze you felt around your fingers was his squeeze of acknowledgment. You give his hand a squeeze in an attempt to feel a burst of what used to be your high. The highs you had once gotten from his touch.
You had waited multiple times throughout the night, waiting for your body to react to his the way it usually would. You waited for your arm to reach out to grab his. You waited for your thighs to move unknowingly to touch his.
You wonder if he felt the same. Jaemin’s eyes can only focus of the road in front of him as well, according to what you could see from the left side of your vision. He wasn’t saying anything either. So, it made you wonder. It made you wonder if Jaemin knew.
you pick up your phone to see your ex boyfriends name pop up. your breathe stop before deleting the notification and shutting off your phone. “your ex?” Jisung asked. you nodded “yeah.” you replied quietly.
“your still not over him it’s been 2 years he has already moved on!” he said. “I know.” you replied. he sighed and grabbed your hand dragging you up from your spot. “let’s make this an official date I’m making you forget about him.”
You had to leave for your schedule at 5:00 in the morning. Yes, 5:00 in the fucking morning.
"Mark i need to sleep." You said switching the TV off.
"Can't you ditch tomorrow?" He said making a pouty face and looking at you with puppy eyes.
"No, comeback's in a week, I can't skip schedules. Also you could look at this as an opportunity to fix your sleep schedule." You said getting up and cleaning the center table.
You usually woke up at 5:00 and went on workout sessions with Kun at 6:00 but you had never had a schedule at 5:00 in the morning. Mark always slept in till 1:00 or 2:00 in the afternoon, or he woke up at 9:00 when u got back from working out, waiting for you to make breakfast because he obviously couldn't do well in that area. The new choreographer wanted to do lessons in the morning and even though it was weird for you and the girls, you ended up agreeing.
"What's for breakfast tomorrow?" Mark asked getting up and passing you the remaining bowls to put them in the dishwasher.
"I dont know, i really dont and I'm sleepy can we please just fucking sleep?" You said looking at him dead in the eyes.
"Not unless i get some cuddles." He said a small smile forming on his face as he picked you up and threw you on his shoulder walking towards your shared bedroom. All you could do was sigh. "What a man baby." You said under your breath.
"I can hear you idiot." He whispered in the same low tone.
You both ended up cuddling and falling asleep.
At around 4:00 in the morning your hand rested on Mark's face.
Mark's face. "Where is Mark's face? What the fuck?" You sat up and looked around.
"Mark? Babe?" You shouted. No response. What the hell is this man upto at 4:00 in the morning?
You walked out of the bedroom only to smell something burning.......
Something was burning....Oh my god Mark is in the kitchen.
You ran at full speed only to see Mark sweating and trying to get the bacon off the pan, which was indeed a little burnt.
"Mark lee what the actual fuck is this?" You said in a low tone.
He looked at you.......you were obviously angry.
As much as you loved Mark, you absolutely hated seeing him in the kitchen.
Because of two reasons:
1. It was your kitchen and you arranged it in a certain order.
2. You didn't trust him enough with flame.
3. He had this strange power of burning even water .
4. He belonged to a studio, not a kitchen.
Even though you as well belonged to a studio you knew the kitchen. He didn't.
He gave you a sheepish smile and then he yelled, "GO AWAY IT'S NOT READY YET!"
He pushed you away and you were just stubborn watching your precious high quality bacon which you got as a reward from one of the variety shows burn.
"I did aegyo for that." You said in a sad tone.
"I swear to god, if you do something weird with my bacon, i will make you do 100 pushups, shirtless."
"Shut up, go in." Mark said
Tears almost fell from your eyes as you sat on the sofa watching Mark struggle with all the kitchen equipment. "I have everything under control, go inside."
He in fact, didn't have it in control. You felt as though everything was sort of burnt if not completely burnt. Your precious bacon which you had been saving up for Mark's birthday was absolutely burnt and he didn't look less than a sloth trying to run a race with humans.
You walked back to your bedroom sighing with every step you took. "The cleaning up will be a mess." You thought to yourself as your brushed your teeth. You took a quick shower and got out as you saw that it was almost time for you to take over the kitchen to make something for Mark before you leave.
You walked out and saw a variety of bowls set up on the dining table, with your boyfriend sitting with a satisfied smile. You looked down at the dishes and somehow they looked edible?
"Half of these were made from leftovers. There's juice and coffee too. If you want i made egg-
"No! NO EGGS MADE BY MARK LEE." you said waving your hand.
You looked at the bacon which hadn't burnt fully to your surprise. A small smile formed on your face.
"At least you tried honey, its sweet." You walked towards him, planting a small kiss om his cheek.
"I wanted to make you breakfast." He said eyes glimmering.
"Come on sit." He smiled.
You sat down and put everything little by little on your plate, feeling a little anxious. You took your first bite and Mark was looking at you with a perplexed face.
You smiled, "If i didn't love you, I would've spat it in your face. Thank the gods that you're good looking."
"Is it that bad?" He chuckled.
"No it's still amazing because you made it."
"Will u eat all of it?" Mark asked you, eyes wide.
"Do i look like i have a death wish?" You said helping yourself to a glass of juice.
"What will u do for lunch?" You asked Mark.
" I'm going to the dorm, Taeyong hyung is making me lunch."
"Can we go out for lunch? I'm free in the afternoon."
His eyes sparkled and he smiled very wide.
"Yes of course."
Nonetheless, that day you and Mark went out for lunch and you had obviously finished all the breakfast that Mark had put so much effort in. He had smiled very happily when he saw you eat your last bites from the plate. You would absolutely eat bland food to see the same smile of his again.