Hallmark (Marked Series #3) | NCT Mark AU Fiction

Chapter Twelve

"Oh my God, really?!" I exclaimed. "That's more than enough! Thank you so much Jihoon!"

"I'll see you then,"

When the call dropped, I turned back to Mark and his friends with a victorious smile. With Jihoon's help, I can make this possible. This could be possible to accomplish by me – a girl who swallowed a big frog in her throat.

"He's coming back," Everyone looks at me confused. "Jihoon."

"Your midget ex? No! Automatic no!" Mark suddenly shouts. "There's no way I'm letting you work with that little dude."

"Mark, he's a producer. He's a veteran in this field and he'll help me out a lot. I can win this with his help." I explain but he couldn't stop creasing his brows. I turned to his friends asking for help with the explaining but they were just raising their brows as if they don't have any intentions of helping me. "It's not like we still like each other."

"You might not like him anymore but does he not like you anymore as well?"

"Wh—"

"Mark." Taeyong cuts me off and turns to his friend. "You're being a bitch about this. I thought you both learned to trust each other? You're not really doing a great job at it right now." He crosses his arms. "If you want to protect Nami so bad, just join them. Just let the dude help her okay? You're not a producer to help her win this so you don't really have a choice."

Thank you.

Mark looked like he was hesitant but he gave in and turns back to me with a deep sigh. "Fine. But I'll be going with you."

I walked towards him and gave him a small hug. "You're such a jelly bean, player."

"Anyway," Jaehyun breaks the silence. "Who have you dated that's good in producing, Mark?" He asked and now that Jaehyun mentions it, I was curious of who it could be this time. Every time I put up with Mark's exes, they seem to be national champions from different areas.

"I only rememeber," Mark looks up and squints his eyes. "I don't remember. I don't remember girls I only dated for days so,"

"This is why you're such a douchebag."

I woke up the next morning with my eyes feeling as heavy as a rock. I feel like I haven't slept for three days when I just slept for about four hours last night trying to finish some lyrics and melody I can work with Jihoon today. I feel proud and confident now that I'll finish this up with Jihoon.I got up, got dressed and went to finally meet Jihoon not being able to see each other for more than a year.

"Why do you look so," I turned to Mark with a questioning look. "Happy? Is it because you're seeing that little dude?"

I frowned and gave him a soft slap over his chest for calling Jihoon that. I always hate it when Mark calls other guys I used to be close with names that are nasty. "He's my friend. Long before I even met you personally so stop calling him names and stop being rude!"

He rolls his eyes and mocks my words. "You better not like him still. I'll kill him if you do."

I squinted my eyes at him in disbelief.

"Nami!"

I turned to see who called my name and saw Jihoon with an ever whiter hair. Last time I saw him, he wasn't this blonde. Now, his hair was literally while. "Jihoon!" I ran to him and gave him a hug which he immediately reacts to. "Oh my God. I haven't seen you for ages. It's nice to see you again." I said over his shoulder. He definitely smelled foreign right now. It wasn't the same scent I used to really like about him.