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it was the next day after mark arrived in south korea, and he was now in his old room, watching videos of jackson.
then he heard the doorbell ring.
"mark! come down here please,"his mom yelled from downstairs.
mark quickly paused the video, sighing that his mom cut him from watching the best part of the video.
"yes mom?" he questioned when he was downstairs.
"there are people here for you."
mark opened the front door, shocked to see who was in front of him.
"oh you're good looking," one of the two said.
in front of him was bambam and jaebum.
mark stood there with his mouth wide open.
"may we come in," jaebum asked.
mark nodded, mouth still wide open as he stepped aside to let the two in.
"mark close your mouth," his dad told him making mark quickly do what he was told.
he cleared his throat and turned to bambam and jaebum.
he bowed and said,"hi i'm mark."
bambam immediately started laughing.
"we know."
mark blushed.
he had so many questions going through his mind right now, the main one being, why the fuck were jackson's bestest friends were in his house?
jaebum and bambam bowed in synchronization to mark's parents.
"hello im jaebum and this is bambam."
mark's parents greeted them back.
bambam turned back around to mark.
"so hyung, where's your room?"
"upstairs."
bambam grabbed his hand, "take me there."
before mark began walking up to his room he pinched his arm to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
jaebum saw the action and began to laugh loudly making mark blush again.
immediately when they reached his room, bambam asked him where his clothes where.
mark pointed to his closet and sat on his bed.
he saw bambam rustling through his clothes.
"what are you guys doing here?" mark asked jaebum who was looking around his room.
"oh you know, visiting."
"visiting?" mark gave him an interrogative look.
"yes and we'll be giving you a tour of south korea too."
mark scoffed, "i've lived here for 18 years, im sure i know my way around."
"we're here to refresh your memory."
"i got it!" bambam exclaimed.
in his hand was a black and white striped shirt and black pants.
"here wear this," bambam told mark, throwing the clothes at mark's lap.
"ok??" mark responded confusingly, taking the clothes to change in the bathroom.
he came out not knowing what to do next.
"here put this on as well," bambam said, giving mark a necklace, a belt, and his black nike air shoes.
mark complied putting the items on. he also sprayed on his cologne and turned towards the boys.
bambam and jaebum smiled mischievously, "let's go."
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Fanfiction{SEQUEL TO HATE ME} fake smiles, teary nights, and two broken hearts is the literal definition of mark and jackson started-july 27,2017 ended-august 3, 2018 - - - thank you -soulitamed for my cover (: ©jacks_hiswang