𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 | 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬

19: Request.

is it mark's best friend or mark lee's biggest fan talking? hahahah

both
don't make me kick ur ass if u don't take care of urself

pls u couldn't even if u tried 🫶🏻

don't underestimate a 5'3 person
i'm stronger than u think
just take care of urself so u don't have to deal with taekwondo nabi

lmaooo that's a crazy sight i just imagined
u in a dobok
taking a stand to fight my ass hhahah
cute

She felt butterflies in her stomach again at the pet name and she immediately slapped her cheeks slightly. What the hell is wrong with you, Nabi? she thought.

good try at ignoring the take care of urself part, mark lee

nah im not ignoring it i just
think that talking about u trying to fight me is far more fun than talking about the obvious hahah

the obvious? HA
says the one who wouldn't eat or sleep just to work on his music.
i don't think you'd get better at that now that you're officially starting to work on ur debut
i'm not stupid mark
in fact, i'm getting a takeout and going to ur place
i'm not taking no for an answer

nabi i'm not home yet hahhah

then text me when u are 🫶🏻

i may be back late
i don't want u to come all the way to my house at night
i'm fine nabi i swear lmao
you don't have to nurse me

i don't want to nurse u
i just wanted to spend some time with my best friend
we haven't seen each other in so long
u don't miss me? ;(

hahahaha why are u being so cute today
and yeah ofc i miss u
smh fineeeee if ure willing to mess up ur sleeping schedule then sure, come over to eat
i'll text u when i finish :)
i have to get back to
um
yeah
i'll text you hahahah

The girl shook her head, smiling fondly at how adorable he was. The amount of times Mark called her cute made her feel things she thought were already long gone after their little staring contest while laying on the fake grass after Jeno's game.
She hadn't seen Mark in about two weeks and it made her miss him terribly, him as her best friend. She missed laughing and talking with him about the random things the most out of everything. But she also wouldn't mind to have him play his guitar while singing softly as she sat on his bed, all curled up, watching him put on a private show just for her. The truth was, she always felt her insides twisting whenever he played the instrument or sang to her because that was her favorite artist doing it especially for her and her only. But she was convinced it was just a starstruck type of thing and that she could never actually like Mark more than just a friend.