Cities completed:
Paris
Berlin
Macau
Cities needed:
Taipei
I'm sorry for the late update I was out of town and I didn't bring my laptop with me. Thank you so much for the support on the first chapter of the world tour series and I hope to be able to write more chapters for you guys.
Huge shout out to: emerald-rose-13 for helping me out with the berlin stop and I hope you enjoy.
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Another stop. Another flight. Another round of jetlag which would leave you in bed thinking it was the middle of the night when it reality, the sun had barely set over the horizon.
'Babe,' a voice asked, while nudging you.
'Um what?" you mumbled in sleep-speak, eyes still blurred.
'We're at the hotel,' Mark said softly, allowing you to wake up slowly.
'Ugh what time is it?' you groaned leaning your head on the window of the taxi, watching as people milled about, while your body fought sleep. Your eyes told you that it was barely evening but your body was begging you for sleep.
'It's 6 in the evening,' Mark related to you.
Doing the math in your head, you groaned again when you realised that it was 1 in the morning in Seoul, South Korea being 7 hours ahead.
'Come on,' Mark's rare mischievous voice whispered in your ear. 'Or I could princess carry you if you'd like, anything's fine with me,' he threatened.
'Mark we're in public,' you hissed at him as he laughed.
'Come on sleeping beauty, let's get you to your room,' he said, hand extended.
Stumbling out of the taxi you followed, while the porter collected and brought your things to the room.
Room
'Why do I join you guys on tour again?" you asked, before collapsing on the bed, which cradled your body, hugging you like a loving mother after a long day at school, making you sigh in satisfaction as you burrowed inside deeper having absolutely no intention of leaving for the next few hours.
'Because you love me and you have no choice?" Mark asked, dumping himself on the bed as well, pushing you to the side so that he could cuddle.
'True,' you mumbled. Actually, the truth was much less romantic, you were only on tour with them because you were pretty good with languages, mainly the ones of Europe, and since you volunteered your services for free, JYP immediately gave the green light for you to join the tour. Spending more time with Mark didn't hurt too much either. It was a win win situation.
'I was planning to have dinner and go out with the boys but since you're going to be here all night...' he sighed, cuddling next to you, burying his face in your shoulder.
'Go out then, I don't want you to starve,' you muttered, although it did feel much more comfortable in his arms.
'Nah, besides I might be feeling a touch of jet lag too,' he faked a huge yawn and the only thing preventing you from rolling your eyes was the fact that your eyes could barely open.
'Fine be that way Mark Tuan,' you said but you didn't miss the opportunity, to cuddle as he pulled you closer to him, kissing you lightly on the forehead.
The Next Day
'Did you guys really spend the whole night sleeping?' Jackson asked, with a suspicious look in his eye.
'No, I woke up at like what's midnight local time and wanting to eat breakfast,' you complained.
'It's the jet lag,' Mark chuckled, as an explanation to your grumpiness, ruffling your hair, pushing a plate towards you as you attacked it voraciously.
'How do you guys go around traveling like this?" you asked, poking at your toast and eggs energetically.
'We're just used to it I guess,' Jinyoung shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal.
Now that you were more awake with actual solid food in your stomach you could pay attention to what the boys were saying.
'So I was thinking we have to go try out the food,' Bam said excitedly, ever the foodie, eventhough he had just polished off two plates of breakfast.
Yugyeom nodded enthusiastically, those two were inseparable when it came to food.
'There's like bratwurst and apparently there's this thing they have called spaghetti eis and it's ice cream that looks like spaghetti I don't get it???' Bam Bam said looking so confused, showing everyone pictures of it online.
Hearing the word ice-cream, your ears perked up and everyone laughed as you unintentionally leaned towards the phone.
'Don't forget the beer boys,' Yugyeom called out loudly to everyone's amusement.
'Save it for tonight Yugs,' Jackson replied, laughing.
'Are there any non-food related activities to do?' Jinyoung asked, pulling everyone's attention back to him and you glared at him offended, the feeling was shared by Bam Bam who continued to search excitedly for the ice cream.
'Well, there's the Brandenburg Tor,' Youngjae quipped slightly.
'Excuse you too Youngjae,' you giggled at his accent teasingly.
'I've actually heard of that place,' Mark commented, slinging an arm around you. 'It was built in the 18th-century on the orders of Prussian king Frederick William II and now its mainly a symbol of European peace and unity,' he said in a breath and everyone looked at him as if he had just shed his skin, revealing himself to be an alien.
'What?" he asked, looking around, looking slightly offended. 'I actually read and do research when I'm on my phone you know,' he humphed slightly at the shocked looks on everyone's face including yours.
'Very illuminating Mr Wikipedia,' Jackson said, nodding sagely, breaking the ice which had settled upon the group.
'It's okay babe,' you chuckled, as he pouted, clearly still unhappy and instead, he hid himself in the crook of your neck for a while, at least until all the teasing died down.
'Okay okay other than the gate, what else is there to do?' JB took charge this time, sparing some of Mark's humiliation, simultaneously diverting the rest of the members' attention.
'There's this place called the Europark,' Bam said, his eyes glistening with excitement at the thought of the famous theme park.
'Woah woah there,' you spread out your hands to stop further discussion. 'Why are we even talking about this when we haven't even had the damned ice cream yet?" you demanded.
Bam Bam and Yugyeom along with you immediately stood up and hi-fived while everyone including your boyfriend watched on with 'oh-my-god-why-do-I-know-these-people' looks on their faces.
'I love a girl with priorities!' Bam announced as he teased you, pulling you into a very overdramatic hug, more show than actual substance as Mark glared.
'Chill babe,' you laughed at the expression on his face, as he sulked again. 'Let's go get ice cream, my treat,' you offered.
'Looks like I don't need my wallet after all,' Bam said, stowing it away quickly in his back pocket.
'Ummm,' you suddenly seemed a whole lot more reluctant to go out.
'To ice cream then!!' Bam called out, like a war cry as he led the way, finger in the air, with you and the rest following in tow, except for Yugyeom who was walking along with his best friend unashamed, the other 6 of you trailing off some distance away so as not to be associated with the two men who were now pursuing ice cream with an almost maniacal passion.
Restaurant
'It wasn't that bad,' you sighed, patting your belly with satisfaction. 'Although, the whole spaghetti and meatballs things was a bit of a...' you trailed off, trying to describe what you had just eaten in words. Sure, it looked like a plateful of spaghetti but after you had taken a bite of it, it turned out to be mango ice cream with the bologna sauce being strawberry glaze. It was something that honestly, blew your mind for a little while, expecting to taste something savory which turned out to be a dessert.
'It was cool though the whole, presenting it as another food thing,' Bam Bam said who was already on his third plate which he shared with Yugyeom.
'But it tasted good and that's what matters,' you grinned now a bit sleepy with all the food inside you.
'Oh no no,' Mark pinched your cheek playfully, making you whine. 'You're supposed to be going to the castle with me today remember?" he whispered in your ear, reminding you of the promise.
'What castle?" you asked, turning to him.
'You'll find out when you see it,' he grinned, taking your hand, making you stand up with him while the rest stared, questioning.
'(Y/N) and I are going out,' Mark announced much to the group's amusement. 'Have fun love birds,' Yugyeom called out, teasing.
'Stay safe!' Jackson nearly screamed, and he probably meant it innocently but judging from the glances of other restaurant goers, they might have interpreted it as something else.
'Oh My God,' you whispered in horror, hiding your face behind Mark's shoulder as both of you left the restaurant.
'Hey!' a faint voice called out just as both of you exited. 'You forgot to pay (Y/N)!'
Neuschwanstein Castle
'Mark are you ever going to tell me where you're taking me?" you asked as he covered your eyes, with his hands, teasing purposely, leaving you in suspense, leading you to his mysterious location. Perking your ears up, you tried to get any auditory hints from your surroundings, anything that would hint you to your location but you didn't hear much except the crunch of gravel under your feet and occasionally the voices of others and the click of camera shutters.
Typical tourist noises.
'Mark comeee onnnn,' you pouted as he laughed in your ear.
'Come on baby girl, just a little bit more,' he soothed.
You walked another roughly metre or so and then Mark stopped, turning you gently to the side.
'Okay,' he whispered in your ear, your feeling of suspense heightening. 'Here,' he let his hands fall from your face and you nearly gasped as you saw what awaited you.
Quaint houses that reminded you of the villages from the country, with smoke coming out of their chimneys, the sun beating bright and hot from the sky, the azure sky a perfect backdrop to the scenery, laced with cotton-like clouds. The village itself was beautiful, it brought you back to a time when things were simpler and life was easy.
But that wasn't the best part. You stared up at the castle, hardly able to believe what you were seeing, it was as if someone had plucked it right out of a Disney movie. A huge multi-turreted castle loomed above you, reminding you of castles from Beauty and The Beast as well as Sleeping Beauty ; two of your favorite Disney movies. It stood nestled on a hill, surrounded by an ocean of green trees, looking untouched and preserved, like a living museum. Behind it, a mountain rose above it, like a guarding sentinel, watching over it. Splashes of color, not much, adorned the surface of the castle, the front painted brick orange, while the rest had been left white, as if to accentuate the purity and innocence of the castle. You half expected a medieval knight to burst out from the doors with a princess riding with him as they escaped the castle pursued by an evil witch.
You've been watching to many Disney movies (Y/N)
'I'm sorry I couldn't take you here during winter,' Mark said apologetically. 'Looks much better in the snow,' he smiled.
'I-um-just,' you stuttered, utterly speechless, wondering how the masterpiece in front of you could possibly look any better. But, then again you could picture it, the castle enveloped in snow, white and clean and pristine, turning everything into a winter wonderland.
'So are we going to go in or what?' Mark asked, hand extended. 'I don't think you'll be falling asleep in here,' he teased, touching the tip of your nose.
'Well, you can always carry me out if I fall asleep, my knight in shining armour,' you played along with him.
'Or I could just kiss you awake,' and with that, he placed a warm kiss right on the corner of your mouth and you knew from the devilish look in his eyes when he pulled away, that he had done that on purpose to exasperate you.
'I-well-,' you spluttered, in complete awe at how this man could leave you in an incoherent mess with one kiss, and he winked at you before turning around and walking languidly in the direction of the castle.
'Mark Tuan!' you screamed, snapping out of your reverie, running to catch up with him.
A Few Hours
'Where are you going to take me next?" you asked, wondering if anything could top what you had just seen. Just being in the castle made you feel like a princess, and you were very very reluctant to leave.
Taking the slow way down, your head on his shoulder, you sighed. 'You'll find out,' your boyfriend grinned.
'I hate you,' you punched him lightly on the arm as he tickled you in revenge.
'Okay okay,' you giggled. 'Cut it out Mark come on-,' you squealed but your screams of protest were interrupted by shrill shrieks of excitement which could only mean one thing: Mark was spotted.
Turning around, sure enough, there were 3 fans from behind, hesitant and wary, but mostly in awe as they had eyes only for your boyfriend. Immediately, you dropped Mark's arm, knowing that if word got out that both of you were dating, you would be screwed several times over.
'A-Are you Mark? As in from GOT7?" one girl asked, with the slightest French accent, her blonde hair, covering half of her blushing face while the rest of her friends were still standing shell-shocked, not believing their good fortune.
'Yeah,' Mark replied and you could see the subtle change in him. From loving boyfriend to caring idol. It was always a transformation that amused you, as he stood up straighter, suddenly somehow managing to exude as much charisma as he did while performing on stage, while dressed in a huge sweater and ripped jeans.
'Well, my friends and I didn't manage to get tickets for the concert so we were wondering if you could take a picture with us?" she asked, not even looking Mark in the eye she was that nervous.
'I -well,' Mark said, unsure, knowing that his manager would skin him alive seeing as he hadn't worn any makeup on. Also, mostly he was worried about you, who had your date suddenly interrupted, knowing that you were occasionally picky about these kind of things especially since both of you already had so little time to spend together.
'It's fine,' you whispered to him, nudging him to his fans. 'I'll help you take the picture,' you said, as you muttered something in French to the girl, who clapped her hands happily and immediately went to take a picture with your boyfriend. The rest of her friends joined her and after a few shots, you returned the phone to the blonde-haired girl who looked as if her entire day had been made.
'Merci,' she repeated several times as you handed her back her phone. 'Are you his manager?' she asked in excited French.
Glancing at Mark, you grinned, knowing this would be the opportunity to maybe play with him a little. 'No, I'm actually his translator,' you replied in French. 'Since he doesn't know even a word of French, I'd like you to help me with something,' you said as you explained your plan to her in rapid-fire French.
Nodding to show she understood, she said a couple more words before, playing her part suddenly scowling her mouth pulled down in the corners.
Damn this girl can act
She exploded in French, making quick angry gestures with her hands, although you could tell it was all just an act and she was busy hiding a smile. Taking a quick glance at Mark who looked shocked, you struggled to repress your own giggles. Turning your attention from him, you replied, equally angry and just as you ended your rant, making it look as if she had pissed you off, you stomped off, to grab Mark by the arm, walking away from them, but not before you dropped a wink to your accomplice as she covered her mouth to hide her smile and waved you goodbye.
'What was that all about?" he asked, clearly confused.
'Nothing, I just said that you weren't supposed to be taking pictures with them and that you would probably get scolded by your manager...and I might have been slightly annoyed that they interrupted the date,' you sighed.
'(Y/N),' Mark sighed, quickly reaching out to comfort you. 'I'm sorry about that, you know I would have loved if we just had a whole day just for us but they couldn't get tickets to the concert and I felt really bad,' he tried to reason with you.
'It's fine, Mark,' you sighed wearily, milking it for all its worth, wondering how far your boyfriend would go to apologise to you.
'Hey, I really am sorry,' he pleaded desperately but you remained silent, knowing that if you opened your mouth you might burst into laughter.
'Really, I'm fine Mark,' you said, crossing your arms, which you usually did, a sign that you were pissed off.
The poor boy had completely fallen for your trap as he tried endlessly to comfort you on the way back, so much so, you felt slightly guilty at pranking him.
Choosing to remain silent for the rest of the journey Mark had planned for you, you were lost in your own thoughts, with Mark having lapsed into silence as well as he walked beside you, uncomfortably.
The only words he muttered as both of you reached the final destination of the night was: 'We're here,'
You looked up and once again you were overwhelmed by the beauty of German architecture. Mark had taken you to one of the most famous monuments in Berlin. The legendary Bardenburg Gate was right in front of you, her entire magnificence showered in a burst of golden light, which shone out like a beacon against the darkening sky. Against the navy background of the sky, it looked as if it had been painted with bits of gold leaf causing it to shimmer right in front of your eyes, illuminating the delicate carvings and the six pillars that in the sunrise would filter the rays and project them on the ground, covering everything in gentle rays of morning light. You wouldn't have been surprised that if someone had told you these like the Gates to Heaven themselves, they seemed to give off a glow of radiance and purity.
'Mark, this is beautiful,' you said in a hushed tone.
'It is,' he said slowly, warming up to you, seeing as you were finally communicating. The sight of the gate had caused you to forget all thoughts about the prank you had been planning to play on Mark.
'But, perhaps,' he turned your body to face him. 'Not the most beautiful thing here,' he muttered.
'Mark,' you sighed, wanting so badly to melt into his chest but he held you at arm's length first, looking as if he had something to say.
'(Y/N), about today,' he started and you were about to cut him off when he placed his index finger to your lips, halting your flow of words.
'I'm sorry about having our date disrupted I know you hate it when we don't get to go out without being interrupted and you know I love you but they're my fans and I would be nothing without them, but of course you're important to me too and there's no one I would rather spend the rest of my life with and-,' he babbled on and on until he realised what he had said in the last sentence, which was when his eyes widened and his dark brown eyes looked the slightest bit panicked.
Looking up at him, you nearly had to pick your jaw up from the floor at his sudden (what you hoped to be) proposal. Looks like what had turned out to be a harmless prank suddenly turned out to be the most important moment in your life.
'Mark Tuan Yi En,' you said slowly, making sure to enunciate every syllable clearly. 'Did you just say: spend the rest of my life with?" you asked.
'I-well,' he scratched the back of his neck worriedly. 'Maybe I did-well- you had me flustered and well- ugh fuck this-,' he cursed suddenly, grumbling low in his throat and much to your surprise took you in his arms before kissing you fiercely this time right on the lips.
His hand tangled in your (H/C) hair as he nearly lifted you off of your feet, such was the passion that burned inside him as he kissed you. You did what you wanted to all night and melted into him, allowing him complete control as his kiss turned gentler and softer, and this time you could feel his hand travel to your back pulling you in closer than you thought humanly possible.
Breaking apart, you gasped for air slightly as he smirked. 'Did we just make out in front of a million tourists?" you asked and for once dear god, you didn't give a damn.
'I believe we did,' he said nonchalantly, as if he did this on a daily basis. 'You caught me by surprise,' he shrugged.
'Me? Catching you by surprise? What about you sweeping me in your arms like some sort of insufferable,' you spluttered, unable to continue as took your face in his hands, his thumb grazing your cheek slightly as he smiled.
'And to answer your question: yes, I did say 'spend the rest of my life with,' he whispered before kissing you again this time softer and briefer.
'You had better have a ring with you,' you muttered, half joking half wanting it to be real
'Well, I did plan of doing it during the Paris stop so no, not really,' he said guiltily.
'Mark??? You bought an actual ring???' you shrieked causing many heads to turn in your direction.
'Shhhh, you can't announce to the whole world that you're mine before I can make it official,' he sighed. 'Besides, ring or no ring,' he smiled sweetly at you. 'I love you,'
Sighing, you hugged him and given your height, you were at exactly the perfect height for him to listen to his heartbeat as his arms wrapped around you.
'I love you too,' you muttered into his sweater as he pressed a kiss on the top of your head.
Both of you stood there, not wanting to move, to break the peaceful bubble that you had somehow managed to create amongst the mob of tourists, a bubble where nothing except the 2 of you existed, but it seemed like you had some explaining to do.
'Mark,' you said, voice muffled by his sweater.
'Hmmm?" he asked and his voice hummed right through you.
'You know that little incident in the afternoon?' you reminded him and he frowned.
'You're still mad about that?" he asked.
'Well, no cause I sort of planned it out,' you said, looking down at your shoes as if that would make it easier.
'Don't tell me...' his thoughts turned to the incident earlier in the day and he groaned in realization. 'It was all a prank,' he glared at you affectionately pulling lightly on your hair.
'I'm getting you back for that (Y/N),' he warned you in advance just as you felt the ground leave your feet and you squealed, suddenly finding yourself in his arms, feet no longer touching the ground.
'Mark put me down,' you protested as his arms formed a cage around you, preventing you from dropping, you didn't feel jostled in the slightest, you were completely and utterly safe in his arms.
'Oh no, I'm carrying you all the way back to the hotel like this, Miss Sleeping Beauty,' he teased, as you whacked him lightly in the chest.
'Put me down Mark!'
'Make me'
'Comeee onnn,'
'No chance,'
Both of your bantering and arguing and laughing could be heard as he cradled to you to his chest lovingly, the whole way back to the hotel.