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bareee · 3 days
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I’m ze chef now
Yes Mark would have taken the food complaint very seriously, gotta watch that good ol’ cholesterol. Whether Gale would approve or not
My arm’s been goin numb more recently which aint makin this easy, but fack itttt. Wanna get stuffs doodleddddd, and i was startin too many things at once ahhhhh
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meowmk · 1 day
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just go ahead and take me now i’m not making it to the concert
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neocatharsis · 10 hours
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240328 MARK
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qtenthusiasm · 2 days
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mark, going over donghyuck's resume: okay, so right here, it states that you're creative.
donghyuck: yes.
mark: okay.. may i know what you create?
donghyuck: problems.
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kpop-locks · 1 day
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꒰ ˀˀ ↷ nct dream ; DREAM( )SCAPE ”♡ᵎ ꒱
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jentlemahae · 7 hours
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MARK LEE / SMOOTHIE (240328)
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loevhyuck · 2 days
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prplocks · 2 days
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ᴄᴏᴍᴇʙᴀᴄᴋ: ɴᴄᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ
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jkbabiey · 5 hours
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mess it up • mark lee
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wc: ~1.6K notes: cute little drabble for u guys starring my boi mark lee; all my gracie abrams stans will understand the references ;) it's angsty guys, so... yeah, enjoy!!
"hello?"
it was a little past 3 in the morning when mark was woken up by the ringing of his phone and your name on his screen. he hadn't given in on your first try, nor on the second. it was the third time you called him that night and mark was having a hard time not picking up.
but it wasn't the first time you did this. nor the second.
"hi," you said, your voice whispered and unstable.
you hadn't spoken in the past two weeks or so. not after you decided to play with mark's heartstrings for the millionth time, completely ignoring his undying feelings for you.
as if you had no idea they even existed.
mark and you had met during childhood, by chance, due to his inability to kick a soccer ball in the right direction - it ended up hitting you in the face and chucking your freshly-bought strawberry ice cream straight to the floor. he bought you a new ice cream (mixing up the flavors and buying a bubblegum-flavored ice cream instead). one year later, after you became self-proclaimed best friends, mark showed up by your window with a bucket of strawberry ice cream in his hands and a confession of his love for you in the tip of his tongue, promising to treat you right and to never get your ice cream order wrong again.
nothing ever worked out in mark's favor tho. you were awfully quick to dismiss his feelings, watching the disappointment settle in his eyes. crestfallen he walked back home and that same night, at around 1 am, without your parents knowing, you sneaked out to throw rocks at marks window, proposing to forget about that little bump and spend the night watching movies and eating strawberry ice cream. mark promptly accepted your proposal, letting you in.
that became the one topic neither you nor mark ever touched again. you never acknowledged the intense feelings mark nurtured for you every time you hung out at his or your house, and that became harder and harder for you, because if there was anything mark was awful at doing was hiding any emotion behind those eyes. his eyes never lied, especially when they settled on you and shined like he had never graced a more beautiful star.
so on your 19th birthday, you kissed him on the mouth, absolutely inebriated, after noticing the way he kept marveling at you as you swayed your hips side to side, with those big bright eyes of his. your lips were soft against his and you smiled at him after it ended, just to walk back to your group of girlfriends to keep dancing like you hadn't just kissed your best friend.
mark finally got the guts to bring it up again the day after your birthday, shyly muttering that he didn't think he had changed much from when he was 13 and in love with you. he remembers you just starring at him right in the eyes after the words left him, before your lips tentatively pecked his. right before your hands started wandering through parts of his body no one had ever touched before. right before you took his virginity and made him fall ten times harder for you.
just for you to ghost him for three whole months after it. you stopped answering his texts and calls. whenever mark tried to come to your place it was your mom opening the door and magically you were never home.
and then you called him one random night, crying, asking him to come over. he did. and just like that you were best friends again.
mark would always give you anything you asked from him, including the sudden kisses you stole from him, and the nights of pleasure in the middle of his sheets, from time to time. you took it all. and you took all that while still claiming to be his best friend and nothing more when your friends asked if you two were dating.
"i'm sorry, did i wake you up?" you asked through the phone. mark could tell you weren't home and had been crying.
"well, it is 3 am" he chuckled, trying to ease the nerves he knew were overflowing in your system. you chuckled too, muttering a small 'right'. "are you alright?"
"yeah... are you?"
"yeah."
it was silent after that. all you heard was his calm breathing and all he heard was your quick one paired with the sound of your sniffles. "can i come over?" you whimpered. mark could picture you with tearful eyes, biting down on your bottom lip to keep the cries from erupting.
you heard mark sigh. "y/n," he mumbled. "you can't keep doing this."
it had happened again. the running. it was as if a switch turned in you as soon as mark mentioned any type of love he nurtured for you. and you proved your avoidant nature once again two weeks ago when after a whole night spent in mark's bed, he let out the tiniest 'i love you' as he came inside you. it amazed him how you immediately freed yourself from his embrace after it was over, putting on your clothes in a rush and getting out of his room without saying a word or looking back at his resentful eyes for a second.
"i know mark, i just- please," you cried.
"dude, i'm serious. we've been doing this for years," you said, the anger he felt finally showing in his voice, even though he tried to sound as gentle as possible. "you can't keep giving me hope, just to freak out when i talk about the love you know i have for you. it's not like you're unaware of it. I've told you. and I'll tell you as many times as it takes for you to understand how i feel about you!"
"i know how you feel," you said, your voice wavering and mark closed his eyes at the sound burying his face in the palm of his hand. "i know, but I'm not ready to be what you want me to be. i can't do it-"
"well, you do a terrible job at showing that. you think kissing me is a good way of showing me you want nothing to do with me?"
"that's not-"
"y/n stop! if that's how you feel don't fucking call me at three in the morning asking to come over! just leave me alone."
"but i miss you," you cried, full sobs echoing through the call now. "I'm sorry. i can't stay away from you like that. you're my best friend!"
"that's not what i want to be tho!" he said, tone getting exponentially louder and he had to remind himself his parent were sleeping downstairs. "what do you not get? i want to be your boyfriend," he continued and heard your cries intensifying again. "you can't keep this up." he muttered, voice tired and heavy. "you come and go as you please, literally playing with my feelings. because you know i love you and I'll give you anything you want. you want to come over? fine. you want a kiss? okay. you want sex? I'll give it to you. I'll give you anything and you take advantage of that every fucking time. if you don't feel the same way, please, just stay away. let me get over this because if you just keep coming back i won't ever move on. you'll just keep hurting me."
by now, you could clearly hear mark's voice getting heavy with tears he was probably holding back for your sake.
"i know i never was the best to you. i'm sorry. i'm sorry i made you cry tonight. i didn't mean to," you said, sniffling in the middle of your words. "i love you."
and just like that you hung up. immediately, mark broke down in his bed. his back pressed against his mattress, his hands covering his wet eyes as his chest heaved quickly in the darkness of his room. the last thing he ever wanted was to make you feel bad about anything. he loved you with his whole body and soul and had to struggle with himself to not call you back after your quick 'i love you'. but then he would keep walking in circles and letting you walk all over him once again.
he wouldn't give in. not this time.
he fell asleep with a heavy heart and a pounding head - missing your fourth call.
'pick up dude' - y/n, 4:04 AM
'bro i was actually outside your place this whole time. can u come open the door? let's talk fr' - y/n, 4:05 AM
'pls it's freezing' - y/n, 4:05 AM
'do i have to throw rocks at your window again?' - y/n, 4:06 AM
'fine, i'll just go home then' - y/n, 4:08 AM
'i get that you're very angry at me, but I love you. i'm sorry if i fell out of line when i called you. I want to take this seriously, you'll just have to guide me through it all because I'm very very VERY scared. u know i never had a boyfriend, right? please call me when you see this. pls pls pls call me, even if you hate me and don't want to date me anymore.' - y/n, 4:27 AM
'can't lose you.' - y/n, 4:27 AM
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yessunsunist · 1 day
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[240327] Spotify Kpop Twitter Update
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got7ent · 1 day
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dnamngmnt: Sudsapda Magazine March 2024 Collectible Issue
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meowmk · 1 day
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NCT CRACK TWEETS PART 3 BABY
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neocatharsis · 2 days
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240327 SpotifyKpop Twitter Update with NCT DREAM
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fullsunstrawberry · 2 months
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if ur taking requests, could i request texting the dreamies to ask if u can sit on their face? 🤭
nct dream texts: asking them if you can sit on their face
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requested: yes <3
warnings: swearing, jokes of death in jisung's
[dreamie masterlist]
a/n: fixing my life rn lol
permanent taglist: @vvsmydiamonds127 @haechansbbg
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Nct dream taglist: @loveforred
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kpop-locks · 1 day
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꒰ ˀˀ ↷ nct dream ; DREAM( )SCAPE ”♡ᵎ ꒱
icantfeelanything: jisung, jeno, renjun & mark
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