#nct mark fluff
4:08pm: author!mark frantically texts neurosurgeon!jaemin.
Mark: HELP URGENT what do i need to damage to prevent facial recognition???
(Read at 4:10pm.)
Jaemin: Amygdala
Mark: THANK YUO
Mark: YOU
mark pushes his glasses higher up his nose bridge and pulls himself in his wheelie chair closer into his desk. his fingers find the keyboard in front of him and resume an excited pace, his eyes darting across his screen, getting lost in his own story.
Y/n has one goal and one goal only. To make a gingerbread house. It shouldn’t be hard right? When Mark walks in to Y/n’s place though he’s not sure what to think when he sees what you’ve been working on.
Part of the long term couple series. Can be read as a stand alone.
Scooping out another large glob of frosting you are determined this time to make sure that the walls of your gingerbread house stay up. When you had gotten the brilliant idea to make a gingerbread house for Christmas you didn’t think that it would be this hard. But it was proving more difficult than you thought it would be. Every time you got three walls standing the last wall would somehow fall and you knew that if you couldn’t get the walls to stand on their own there was no way that they were going to stay up when you put the roof on. Carefully adding frosting to the bottom of your stand and the gingerbread wall you move it into place once again.
Holding your breath, you push the wall up against the other two walls hoping that they’ll all stay standing this time. Slowly moving your hand back, you pump your fist in the air when the walls stay standing. It had only taken you four tries, but you finally managed to get the walls to stay standing. Now all you had to do next was get the roof on and then you could really start to decorate. Glancing over at the clock on the wall you knew that Mark would be to your place soon and while you had hoped that you would have the gingerbread house done before he got to your place you didn’t think that was going to happen anymore.
Turning your attention back to the gingerbread house you focused on getting the roof on without any of the walls collapsing. Somehow you had managed to get the roof on with all of the walls standing up. Maybe the hard part was over and everything after this was going to be easy.
“Are you kidding me why are you falling!” Mark hears as he opens the door to your apartment.
“Y/n?” Mark calls as he walks further into the apartment. He wasn’t sure what was going on but from the sound of your voice whatever was happening was making you upset.
“In the kitchen,” you call back to him. “Why are you leaning to the side?”
Mark enters the kitchen and sees your kitchen table is covered with a variety of gumdrops, m&m’s, frosting, and other candy. He also sees what he is assuming is supposed to be a gingerbread house though it looks more like a pile of cookie, frosting, and candy. Mark then looks at you. Your hair is thrown up into a messy bun, pieces of hair are falling out of it. You have frosting on you and some red dye smeared across your face.
“Do I even want to know what is going on?” Mark is approaching you like you are a wild animal and that any sudden movements by him will cause you to either bolt or strike out at him.
“I’m trying to make a gingerbread house,” you tell him barely giving him a glance as you try to shift the leaning house back into an upright position. “But the stupid house won’t stay standing, the roof is collapsing in, and I’m pretty sure I’ve eaten my weight in chocolate because I’m getting stressed out from this stupid thing.”
“Okay why don’t you just calmly set down the frosting and butterknife and we can figure out a way to fix this.” Glaring at Mark you can’t decide if he’s being serious or if he is teasing you.
“Mark, I swear if you’re teasing me about my gingerbread house, I’m going to throw it at you.” What you don’t do is set down the frosting or the knife. Instead, you focus back on the leaning house and wonder if you could use pretzels to support the house and keep it upright.
“I’m not teasing. I’m being serious just set everything down and take a step back. Maybe what you need is a break and when you come back with a fresh mind, you’ll be able to get it to stand upright.” Mark does have a point. You have been working on this house for hours maybe you should step away for a bit and come back to it later.
“You might be right,” Setting the frosting and knife down you really look at your boyfriend and while you know he is being serious you can see it in his eyes and the twitching of his lips that he wants to laugh but won’t.
“Making a gingerbread house is harder than it looks!” You defend yourself. Though you’re probably the only person on this planet who has struggled as much as you have with getting a gingerbread house made.
“I’m sure it is,” Nods Mark. He moves towards you and leans in to wipe the frosting from your face. “I think even with your gingerbread house leaning to the side and the collapsing roof it still looks great.”
“Really?” You question because glancing over at the house you think that it looks like a mess, and you don’t think would give Mark the same complement if your places were reversed.
“Maybe it’s not great but I like it because you made it.” Mark admits causing you to laugh and Mark joins you. It’s as the two of you are laughing that the house leans even more and eventually the whole thing collapses into a pile of cooking, frosting, and candy.
Your eyes widen and you look over at Mark who is looking at the pile with wide eyes as well before he turns to face you. He’s waiting for your reaction your sure of it. He probably doesn’t know if you are going to laugh, cry, or scream. And while you want to do all three laughter wins out. You throw your head back and laugh. Mark joins you once again and moves towards you to pull you into his arms.
“Still think my house is great?” You laugh into Marks chest. You can feel Mark’s body shaking and you look up into his laughing face. He leans down to kiss you while the two of you continue to laugh.
“I think anything that you do is great. Even a collapse gingerbread house.” Mark reaches out to the gingerbread house and picks up one of the pieces that is covered in frosting and candy and holds it out to you to take a bite. The house may not have turned out, but it sure does taste good.
Mark and Y/n are enjoying some time together and are just being an adorable couple.
Part of the long term couples series.
With your eyes closed you let your mind wander as the bright colors from the sunlight danced across your lids. In the distance you could hear Mark laughing as him and Haechan played their video game. Mark and you had spent the day together wondering shops together, hands linked you leaning into him. Thinking of that you smiled softly to yourself. Mark was not a big fan of being touched by others but with you he seemed to be fine with you invading his space. When you had asked him about it, he just shrugged and told you ‘It’s because it’s you’. You liked that.
Later the two of you returned to the dorm and you had found your way out onto the small deck they had and lounged in the hammock they had set up. Mark and Haechan settled on the couch and had started to play video games together. Their laughter had died down and you figured that the two of them had settled back into their game. You dropped your one leg placing your foot onto the ground and pushed off the ground to make the hammock sway gently.
As you swayed in the hammock the lights dancing behind your eyes were stopped. You cracked one eye open to see Mark standing over you, hands on his hips, smile on his face. You shield your eyes and smile up at Mark.
“All done with your video games?” Mark continues to watch you as you sway back and forth.
‘Haechan had to leave to go record some of his lines at the studio.” Mark tells you, you nod your head and then scoot over on the hammock, “join me, it’s nice out here.”
Mark joins you in the hammock the two of you shift around. Mark turns to his side and pulls you towards him, so you are facing him. He pulls your one leg over his waist, your hands rest on his chest and your head is tucked below his chin. It’s comfortable and you snuggle in closer to Mark. The two of you lay in silence for a while. Letting the sun beat down on you two, listening to the sounds of the city below. Just as you are about to drift off to sleep Mark speaks.
“I don’t know if I’ve told you this, but I have never been more thankful to Haechan then when he made me go on a double date with him,” you smile into Marks throat before leaning your head back to smile up at Mark. He’s already looking down at you when your eyes connect and there’s a smile on his face.
“Me too. If someone would have told me that three months ago, I would have met an awkward man, who can rap like it’s breathing I would have laughed in their faces. But now here I am.”
“I wasn’t awkward,” Mark protest and you can’t keep your laughter in. The fact that Mark honestly believes he wasn’t awkward when the two of you first met is hilarious to you. Every time you think of the first time the two of you met all you can remember is him shifting around awkwardly and going yo a bunch and you were almost positive his face was in a constant blush.
“Mark the first words out of your mouth were yoooo and then you blushed a bright shade of red. If that isn’t awkward, I don’t know what is!” You tease, “And then you couldn’t even look me in the eye for the first half an hour that we were together.”
“Okay, that’s enough talking about our first meeting,” Mark covers your mouth with his hand causing you to laugh hard and squirm against him. When he doesn’t move his hand away from your mouth you use your hands to start tickling him and Mark lets you go quickly.
“Y/n stop!” Mark shouts but there is laughter in his voice, and you know that he isn’t serious. You continue to attack him causing the hammock to sway dangerously. On one of your attacks, you lean into Mark too far and the two of you start to tumble. Lucky for you Mark wraps his arms around you quickly and leans the two of you back the other way saving you both from flipping out of the hammock.
“That was a close one,” you breathe.
“Would have served you right for making fun of me and attacking me like you did,” Mark scolds. You roll your eyes at his statement.
“And yet you saved me from falling,” you point out to Mark. He tucks his chin into his chest to peer down at you and kisses the tip of your nose. You scrunch your nose at him you would never admit it out loud, but you loved when he kissed the tip of your nose.
“That’s because it’s you,” Mark informs you once again.
“Are you saying that if it was Haechan you would have let him fall?”
“I would have pushed him out and wouldn’t have thought twice about it,” you laugh at that. You should have picked someone else. Of course, Mark would have pushed Haechan out of the hammock. Mark loved Haechan but they definitely acted like brothers.
“What if it was Jisung?” You counter. Mark thinks about this a moment before he gives you a squeeze.
“I would hesitate but would probably save him. I wouldn’t hesitate though if it were you.”
“Because it’s me?” You whisper.
“Because it’s you,” Mark confirms and that makes a warm feeling spread throughout your body and you shove your face into Marks chest to hide your blush and let out a little squeal.
“You have to stop being so cheesy I don’t know what to do with it! And don’t ever say that you don’t know how to be in a relationship ever again. Because you are doing just fine with it” You whine. Mark just laughs and if you didn’t like him so much you would push him out of the hammock.
“Alright, I’ll try to be less cheesy. If you’d liked when I order dinner, I’ll forget to order your favorite food to bring me down from being so amazing at this relationship thing.”
“I would appreciate that.” You grumble before touching your lips gently to Marks. He smiles into the kiss before he deepens the kiss.
