It started with a Dm. (Got7 Mark ff)

Twenty-two

You smiled at the sound of that, 'together'. Now you guys were walking back to his car, holding hands and staying close to each other. You both decided that Mark would come in a couple weeks to visit you. But the texting between you two would still be endless.

Two days later

"I am!" You yelled.

"No you aren't!" He yelled.

"Yeah I am!"

"No you aren't!"

You punched his stomach out of anger and then turned around with your arms crossed.

Mark groaned and turned around as well like a child. It wasn't until he started to hear your footsteps fade away that he realized what he's done. Turning around, Mark rolled his eyes and came up from behind you, spinning you around and then pulling you against his body. "Yeah, I guess you are better than me at cooking."

You smiled when you heard that. "I know," you hugged him back and lean away to look up at him. "But you're better looking than me and a better drawer and a better listener and-" he stopped you from talking by pressing a kiss against your lips.

"Shut up and accept the compliment, ya dork." He chuckled and shook his head before leaning down and pressing a kiss against your forehead.

You closed your eyes and felt happy. Happy that you got the dream you wished for. You jump up and wrap your legs around his waist, hugging him. "Carry me to my room," you whine.

Mark shook his head and pressed a kiss on your neck. "Can't do that, babe. I have to take you and your friend to the airport in a few hours, no naps for you."

You looked at Mark as if he just uttered the worlds baddest word ever. "I want to nap though," you whined, looking at him after pulling back a little.

"Stop acting like an actual baby and let's get going, missy," he let you down and held your hand as he took the lead upstairs to where you guys were staying. He pressed a kiss onto the back of your hand before finally letting go to allow you to get your things.

You went to your room and looked around, feeling happy that you came and spend the whole vacation with Mark.

You needed this. Time away from the chaos back in the states.

Now, you were going back home and back to school, back to the chaos.

You pulled the long handle up on your suitcase and rolled it out of the clean room, out to the living room where your friend's suitcase was.

"Ready?" Mark asked once you two were met again.

"Ready," You confirmed.

Then, you guys left.

-

"Are you sure you don't want to stay an extra couple of days?" Mark asked you.

You looked up at him and then your friend, who was silently pleading for you guys to stay. "We have to start packing for college soon... I'm sorry..."

Mark smiled through his sadness and leaned down to press a kiss against your lips again. He gently took your hands and side glanced your friend to show he would be right back with you.

He led you down the hallway, leaving your suitcase with your friend and only taking you with him. His brother decided to stay with your friend.

Once he got away from the others and in a private corridor, he slid his hand to the back of your neck and leaned down to kiss you fully. Not a peck and not a smooch, just a long, chaste kiss.

The kiss lasted a few seconds and you were melting in it. You wish you guys did this earlier, but that would've probably led to something intense happening.

After he felt satisfied, he pulled away and caressed your cheek, taking a moment to stare into your beautiful eyes. "You're... gorgeous," he mumbled, his lips just a centimeter from yours.

You immediately began to blush after he said that. Your eyes close and both of your foreheads meet. His eyes close as well and you both just stand in the moment. "Just as my life seems to be getting better..."

Mark chuckled and licked his lips, "your life is great, without the books."

You roll your eyes and pull away, "books aren't that bad, babe. You just need to give them a try."

Mark chuckled and nodded, "maybe sometime in the future." He took your hand and led you back to the others. He stopped at the security entrance and spun you around to quickly steal a peck. "Come back soon," he basically begged with his eyes.

You smiled and nodded at his suggestion, "you come to America too."

"I'll keep it in mind," he told you, smiling as well.

Your goodbyes were short. You both didn't want to cry or get upset, you wanted to end on a happy note, so Mark gave you one last kiss before walking away with his arm around the other male.

On the plane, you let it all out. You cried to your friend, wanting to stay so badly but knowing you couldn't.

She let you cry on her shoulder and even whispered some comforting words to calm you down. After you did, she held out an envelope with your name on it. "He told me to give it to you when you cry about him," she explained.

You somehow manage to let out a chuckle, what a dork. You take the envelope and open it up, smiling at what he wrote inside.

Dear my beautiful girlfriend,

You're crying, aren't you? I thought you were going to be a strong girl for me? No? Then I guess you'll always be my baby. Ew— that sounds cheesy. Anyways, remember to always smile and never frown. I'm always here. You can text me or even call me. Yeah, I'm busy a lot but I will always make time for my girl.

Forever in your heart,
                 Mark.