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hey u ok u havent been posting pls talk to me

I've decided to go on hiatus on this one :(( I'm more active on my main - @fyforeignswaggers :) I miss you~~

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i love you

I love you so much you don't even know

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i love u so much and i wanna tell u, u mean everything to me. my phone broke so i didnt have access

I love love love love love you~~

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hello!!! (´･ω･`) this is not a request but bb remember that u do not owe anyone anything and your health always comes first ok. we know that you're human and it's impossible to rush out so many scenarios in one setting!!! take your time and make your happiness a priority. if you're tired, go rest!! ε-(´∀｀; ) you'll feel better when you're fully rested.

Thank you Hazel I love you~~~♡♡

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aaaaaaaaaAAAAAaaa hi

Ello ello

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i just ate kimchi ramen

I GOT A BOX OF RAMYUN TODAY I'M SO HAPPY ABOUT THAT

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are u ok

I'm gonna be honest here. No. I've been so down this past week idk why?? I thought opening up this account would help me release some stress but I feel it's doing the opposite. I have over 10 requests lol I didn't think it would get that intense but I'm trying to finish them :/ sorry it feels like I'm just making up excuses but idk I don't feel so well these days I haven't been on Tumblr that much these days either... Idk sorry idk idk idk

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im lonely and cold

Let me squeeze your face between 2 heat packs :3

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I'm trying to write as fast as I can but ideas are going in and out of my head :( I can't put my thoughts into words just bear with me a bit okay? :)

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i think my taeil request got eaten up by tumblr :/

You asked for the boyfriend! Taeil right? I'm still getting there I have a few requests before it :) sorry for keeping you waiting

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i love u more than anything♡♡

uawfhaoeufgba you cutie

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cries that ramen was lit

we have no ramyun left in my house :(((

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Here to support your scenarios blog!! Can I have a mark lee fluff where he tries to cheer you up cause you're upset (u can make up the reason if u want!!) I hope your blog does well ♡♡♡

finally done :) thanks for waiting

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Cripple

Here to support your scenarios blog!! Can I have a mark lee fluff where he tries to cheer you up cause you're upset (u can make up the reason if u want!!) I hope your blog does well ♡♡♡

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“Maaaaaaaarkk~ Please, can you come over?” you whined over the phone.

“_____~” Mark replied in your tone. You furrow your brows and let out half laugh.

“It’s so cold and I’m bored.”

“I’ll be over in a bit with food. Wait for me,” he chuckled and hung up. You puffed a sigh and slumped against the couch. You were in your PJs and one of Mark’s hoodies, wrapped up in three blankets sitting in front of the TV watching a rom-com but that wasn’t enough to keep you entertained. It was cold and cloudy outside, it looked like it was about to bucket down with rain. Not the best weather for doing anything. Not like you could do anything anyway. Your ankle was fractured from you being your careless self and missing a step while walking to class. Your parents were working so they couldn’t take you anywhere fun so you were left to fend for yourself in this cruel world.

 After about half an hour you the sound of the doorbell could be heard. You threw off the many layers of blankets and not being bothered with taking your crutches, you hopped your way to the front door. You opened the door to be greeted by a tall, blonde haired boy whose smile made you all fuzzy inside. Mark stood there wearing grey sweatpants and a dark blue hoody – just a simple look but a look that made you giddy inside. In his left hand he held a plastic bag, which seemed to contain packets of potato chips and hot cocoa mix. You open your arms and lean in towards him to give him a bear hug, which he returns. He cheeks are dusted with a pinkish colour – not from the cold weather though. He loved how you looked with his hoodie on and how you weren’t wearing any makeup and how your hair was put in a messy bun.

“Aren’t you cute today,” he said all smiley. You let out a giggle and pulled him inside before he froze to death.

 “Go sit down, I’ll get the snacks ready” he says smiling.  You gave him a look.

“No way, man. I don’t even trust you pouring chips into a bowl you are not stepping into that kitchen,” you declared.

“You don’t trust me making you hot chocolate?” he covered his mouth pretending to be shocked.

“No, because the last time you made me hot chocolate it basically tasted like warm milk. There was not chocolate!” you recalled.

“There was too chocolate. Your tastebuds are just screwed up,” he exclaimed. “Let me make it,” you said as you hopped towards him. He looked at you in astonishment. “Excuse me, miss but I’m sure that last time I checked my birth certificate it said my name was ‘Absolutely Fully Capable’. Also,” he motioned his arm to your leg “you are injured!”

“Dude, I feel like I’m more capable than you in the kitchen just let me do it,” you chuckled.  You guys liked call each other ‘dude’ and ‘man’ more than you call each other ‘babe’. It was just how you two were.

 After a while of fighting over who was going to make hot chocolate, he finally let you have your way and flopped himself onto the couch waiting for you to finish so he could help you bring everything to your living room.

 When everything was prepared, you guys sat on the couch together, with your legs over his. You guys shared a blanket while each of you hugged a mug of hot chocolate between your hands. It felt so much warmer with Mark next you, the room had more life.

“How does it feel being a cripple?” Mark asked in an amusing tone. You puffed your cheeks.

“To be honest, I hate it so much. It’s so annoying having to carry those stupid sticks around everywhere. Even harder getting up and down stairs especially during break when everyone is running towards the cafeteria. Why me?” you sulked.  “I still have three weeks left till I get this stupid thing off my leg,” you pointed to your cast.

“Maybe I should carry you around school for the next three weeks” he suggested in a cheery voice. You nudged your elbow into his ribs gently “no.” He chuckled and gave you a peck on your cheek to cheer you up. You looked so cute when you’re angry to him.

 You two huddled in closer to keep warm. You had your head on his shoulder and he rested his head on yours. It had started raining at that moment. The sound of the rain made you sleepy, but you didn’t want to sleep. This moment felt too good to be sleeping. Mark felt it too; he knew you that you fell asleep easily to the sound of rain and he also didn’t want you to sleep. His eyes scanned the room looking for something to do. His eyes landed on your basket of nail polishes.

“Can I paint your nails?” he asked like a child. This was both a good and bad idea. You didn’t know if Mark was either going to be silly or serious with this but, who cares? It would keep you awake.

“Okay!”

 Bottles of polish were sprawled everywhere on the coffee table. Mark had your hand in his and his other hand was occupied with a brush. His face was full of determination. His brows knitted together and his tongue poked out a little from his pink lips – the look he usually has when he’s writing lyrics or taking a math exam. Mark was doing pretty well though. He wasn’t as good in creative arts as he was in performing arts but these results surprised you. Sure there was some polish here and there on your cuticles but he looked so focused you just let it go.

“Done!” he burst out, putting down the bottle. He excitedly grabbed your hands to examine his sparkly pink artwork. He looked so proud, his face brighter than ever.

“Do you like it?” he asked. You pulled him by his shoulders and pecked his lips in appreciation.

“I love them, thank you~” you cooed with delight. While you stared at your nails, the most amazing idea popped in your head.

“Lets get matching nails,” you jumped in your seat. He looked scared, his eyes widened and his mouth parted.

“No. You are not doing it to me. No. No. Just no,” he raised his voice. You gave him the puppy eyes and started to swing your shoulders.

“Please? ~”

“No~” he said mockingly. You crossed your arms and pouted. You could tell he was starting to give in.

“The guys will tease me to death,” he mumbled.

“But you love me, don’t you?”

“I’m not so sure about that,” he said jokingly while passing you the bottle of pink nail polish. He leaned in closer and gave you a kiss on your lips then smiled as he held out his hands, ready for you to paint.

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omgg about time i posted hey? idk if this was any good but feel free to give feedback! idek if this really even matches up with the request omgggg I'm sorry

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I JUST SPILLED MY DELICIOUS SPICY RAMEN ALL OVER MY FLOOR

LORD JESUS ARE YOU OKAY BBY LEMME MAKE YOU MORE

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which one did u like out of all of them ♡?

i love u more than doyoung loves the vroom vroom talk show

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did u like the pile of "i love u more than" ♡♡?

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