I Feel Really Bad. Worrying About The Concert Im Supposed To Attend In A Moment Like This. But Goddammit

i feel really bad. worrying about the concert im supposed to attend in a moment like this. but goddammit ive been preparing myself for this moment since the beginning of the year. bought my outfit 3 months ago, booked hotel and plane tickets, went through all the stress of TICKETING FOR VIP SESSION. it's not even comparable to what happened yesterday tho but im still very shaken by that. i hope sm.wont cancel but i also feel really selfish about it. idk what to do. i just wanna disappear or just erase yesterday and that scumbag himself from the existence of earth.

i wanna throw up where tf are the dreamies yet are they still coming to latam or not i had 3 meltdowns since last night just thinking about it.

im still thinking about this

˚⊹ ᰔೀ dream boyfriend: incoming ˚⊹ ᰔೀ ╰┈➤ let the light in

you stood in front of mark's dorm door, tracing the wood with your gaze. “you can do this, yn. in and out” You took a deep breath, trying to psych yourself up before knocking. after a moment, the door swung open to reveal mark lee.

“hey,” you said, offering him a warm smile, which he returned.

“hey. come in.” he stepped aside, allowing you to enter.

“what did you want to talk about?” you both asked in unison, making both of you laugh.

“you can go first,” you said.

“are you sure?” mark asked, and you nodded.

“i’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and I need to get this off my chest. i know you said you don’t want to talk about what happened at the party, but I really do. yn, I like you. a lot. taking care of you the next day brought back all those feelings i thought i could just ignore them but i cant. i honestly don’t even know why I got involved with somi. and I know you’re with jaemin, but… i can’t help it. i still have strong feelings for you.” mark stumbled over his words, emotion welling in his eyes.

you stared back at him, your eyes wide. “mark…”

“you don’t need to say anything. please, just don’t,” he said, tears beginning to slip down his cheeks.

moving closer, you cupped his cheek in your hand and gently wiped away his tears with your thumb. mark leaned into your touch, seeking the warmth and comfort.

“we can still be friends,” you suggested softly, but he shook his head.

“i can’t. it would eat me alive. i treated you so horribly by getting involved with somi. it isn’t fair to you.”

without realizing it, you and mark found yourselves leaning in closer and closer. it was only when your lips finally touched that you both became aware of what was happening. you quickly pulled back.

“shit, i’m sorry!” he exclaimed, jumping back.

you stared at him in stunned silence for a moment before reaching out to tug at the front of his shirt, drawing him closer again. this time, you pressed your lips to his.

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synopsis! it wasnt your fault mark was the first profile to appear on your instagram! and it was most definitely not your fault when you told your annoying older cousins that mark lee, the captain of your unis soccer team, was your boyfriend and somehow got him invited to the next family reunion...

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omg i miss twitter i.m havi g withdrawals alexandre demoraes i hope you have the WORST NIGHT EVER tonigjt.

Hwta THE HELL

240825 MARK IG Update

that man is my twinkatron 2000

um yeah so maybe i sang better than gold with fucking chenle and mark at 1st row for tds 3 in brazil. WHAT THE FUCCIKKKK