#I FINALLY DRAW THIS ONE. IM DEFINITELY NOT AN ENTIRE YEAR LATE /shot

[theunconcernedembalmer]

I finally draw hippocampus

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[inyournightmares97]

The Innocent Criminal (Pt. 1/3)

Part 2   Part 3

Im Jaebum, the infamous leader of GotSeven has committed murder, stolen money, tortured people and broken all sorts of laws. But most importantly, he destroyed your heart. You once decided never to become a criminal lawyer if it meant defending men like him. 

But years later, when it appears that Jaebum is going to be locked away for the one crime he didn’t actually commit, you’re forced to make a decision. Where does one draw the line between innocent and guilty? 

Warnings: Strong language, mafia!au, violence

Word Count: 4.6k+

The Mafia (Masterlist)

“Im Jaebum has been arrested.”

There were few things in this world that fazed Mark Tuan. He’d seen a lot, and he’d handled plenty of difficult situations. He’d escaped direct threats to his life, rescued people who needed rescuing and killed people who deserved to die. But this was one of the rare moments when Mark Tuan felt his heart drop into his stomach. When he answered the phone and heard the familiar female voice over the line after months, he certainly hadn’t expected to hear this.

“What?” Mark blurted out, confused.

The female voice on the other side was speaking in a hushed tone, and she sounded urgent. “Listen to me. They’ve just brought him into custody. We’ve got solid evidence that he’s running a human trafficking ring, Mark.”

Mark tried to compose himself, tried to think rationally in the face of news that their leader had been arrested without a single one of them knowing. He took a deep breath and spoke. ”That’s not us. You know that’s not us. We don’t deal in the human trafficking ring, we draw the line when it comes to selling people.”

The woman on the line sounded exasperated and her voice was quieter, as though she didn’t want to be overheard. “I know that. That’s why I’m risking my job to tell you this. You need to get over here, and you need to come with the best lawyer you can pay for with your dirty money. Otherwise the other detectives are going to keep him here all night and torture a confession out of him. This is high-profile, Mark. We’ve got our best interrogators on him. He’s going to crack and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.”

Mark took a deep breath and nodded. “I’ll handle it.”

--

It was 1 am when your phone rang.

You blinked drowsily, wondering if you should just ignore it. You had a terrible feeling that it would be your boss, maybe calling you into work to handle some documents in the last minute. These corporate tax lawyers had no qualms about hijacking their employees’ personal lives. You were exhausted from being in the stuffy office all day and you had no plans to go back and do anything until you’d gotten some sleep. But the phone kept ringing persistently and you took a deep breath.

“Hello?” you answered groggily, rolling over.

The voice on the other end of the line was familiar, yet strange.

“This is Park Jinyoung speaking. I need your help.”

You shot upright, heartbeat thudding. Park Jinyoung? You hadn’t heard that name in a long time. It sent an unpleasant shiver down your spine and you blinked a few times to clear your head. Part of you wondered if you had been hallucinating because of the stress of your job, but that wasn’t the case. You could hear Jinyoung breathing down the line, still waiting for you to respond.

“How did you get my number?” was all you could think to blurt out.

Jinyoung’s voice was tight. “Getting a phone number isn’t exactly difficult these days. I know it’s late, and I’m going to get straight to the point. Jaebum has been arrested. We need a lawyer.”

“And you called me, of all people?” you demanded incredulously.

“You know these are sensitive matters. We can’t just bring a stranger into this stuff and risk exposing everything. I’ll make it worth your while. We don’t just want any lawyer, we want a lawyer that we can trust.”

“You have a lot of nerve calling me up at this time of night and expecting me to rescue your fucking leader, Park Jinyoung,” you snapped. Your stomach was swirling with anger and you clenched your fists tightly. “I’m not a criminal defense lawyer anymore. I don’t do this sort of shit and you know better than anyone why I stopped doing it. I’m definitely not coming there to bail Jaebum out of whatever horrible things he’s done because he deserves to go to-“

“But he’s not guilty this time.”

You froze.

“He’s being framed. He needs your help. Please.”

-----

You strutted into the police station as though you owned it.

Your heartbeat was thudding, your palms were sweaty and you wanted to die. But if there was one thing you’d learnt from your years at law school and your practice in the field, it was how to keep a straight face. They’d nicknamed you poker face back in college, and there was a running bet about how you wouldn’t bat an eyelid even if someone put a gun to your head. Some idiot brought a toy gun to class to try it once. You’d twisted his arm and he’d worn a cast for two weeks.

Your voice was firm and cold as you announced your presence. “I’m Im Jaebum’s lawyer. All questioning stops now. I need a personal interview with him.”

The police officer sitting closest to you looked up at you with a white face. He tried to stay calm, but you saw the flicker of confusion in his eyes. He cleared his throat and stood up. “We don’t have anyone here with that name-“

“Are you positive?” you snapped, eyebrows raised coolly. “Are you one hundred percent certain that you do not have a man named Im Jaebum, accused of running a human trafficking ring in your custody? May I record you making that statement, please?”

The police officer hesitated. “No, I mean…”

“So you do have him in your custody. He just hasn’t been allowed to make any phone calls, or call for a lawyer. Isn’t that right? How about you take me to see him right now before you make your situation worse by further violating his rights?” you demanded, arms folded across your chest. The police officer was still hesitating and you leaned forward, banging your hand on his desk and glaring at him. “You will stop his interrogation immediately and inform him that his lawyer has arrived and wishes to speak with him. Trust me, buddy. I don’t care what evidence you have on this guy, I can get your entire case thrown out and his confession invalidated if I prove that you violated his rights as an accused. Don’t fuck this up for yourself further.”

The man picked up his phone and walked a short distance away from you, clearly speaking to his superior. He came back after a few moments and nodded at you.

“Follow me.”

You followed the officer down a long corridor of interrogation rooms. He asked you to wait outside and you did, tapping your foot nervously against the floor. Your heart was racing at a million miles per second. It had been exactly four years since you’d seen Im Jaebum, and now you were about to come face to face with him in a police interrogation room. You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself, before the man came out with another detective.

“You’re his lawyer?” the detective spat, raising an eyebrow at you in disgust. He’d clearly expected to have more time with his prisoner and you took the irritation on his face as a good sign. Hopefully it meant that Jaebum hadn’t confessed anything particularly incriminating yet. The detective continued to eye you, his eyes scanning up and down your body. “You seem a little young to be doing this. And I’ve never seen you in this precinct before.”

You raised an eyebrow at the man. “No questioning will take place unless I am present,” you informed him calmly, ignoring his rudeness. “As for now, I think the accused has the right to consult with me in private. There better not be any cameras switched on in that room.”

The detective scoffed. “Go ahead. We have solid evidence. Nothing you do can stop this now.”

You raised an eyebrow. “We’ll see about that.”

You pushed past him and entered the interrogation room. The lights were dim, and you had to wonder if the lack of lighting was some sort of tactic to make the accused feel more miserable. The door closed behind you and you took a deep breath, letting your eyes fall on the lone figure sitting in the middle of the room.

Im Jaebum was on the other side of the table, his elbows resting on the surface and his chin resting on his folded hands. The outline of his broad shoulders and his familiar silhouette made your knees feel weak. God. Why am I here? What am I doing? Part of you wanted to turn around and run away, leave the interrogation room and tell the officers that you weren’t really Jaebum’s lawyer. But Jaebum had already noticed you. His sharp eyes widened in recognition, and his jaw clenched tightly when you stepped into the light.

“Why are you here?” he asked quietly. It had been three years since you’d heard that deep voice and it sent a shiver down your spine. Jaebum’s mere presence had always been enough to unravel you. He continued to speak when you didn’t answer him. “I didn’t call for a lawyer. They didn’t even let me make any phone calls after they arrested me.”

“That was a mistake. We’ll use it against them if this goes to trial,” you promised, walking into the middle of the room and taking a seat opposite him. The chair wasn’t very comfortable and it brought you eye to eye with Jaebum. His angular face, the way his lips were pressed together tightly and his dark eyes… they were all inches away from you. Jaebum’s tongue darted out and licked his lips as drank in the sight of you.

“That doesn’t explain why you’re here.”

“Apparently you’ve got some cops on your side. Somebody tipped off the gang about your arrest. I got a call from Park Jinyoung.”

Jaebum leaned back in his seat, letting his head tilt backwards with a groan. He looked exhausted and you had to wonder how long he’d been locked up here. His eyes were pained as he finally straightened up and turned to look at you. “Fuck. Jinyoung’s a fucking idiot. You don’t have to be here. He’ll get me another lawyer. You had better leave. Just scare them into letting me make a phone call or two, and I’ll manage.”

You clenched your fists in irritation. “Shouldn’t you be a little more grateful that I drove down here in the middle of the night?”

Jaebum raised an eyebrow. “What’s the use in expressing pointless gratitude? We both know you hate me, you’re here because Jinyoung offered you a lot of money. Forget it. We don’t have to deal with this. I know what you think of me and I know that you’re not even a defense attorney anymore. Just go. I’ll pay you for tonight.”

You wanted to slap him. “You think I came here for your fucking money?”

“Then why did you come here?”

“I came here because Jinyoung says you didn’t do it.” Jaebum looked startled. You took a deep breath, leaning forward and looking into his eyes. They stared back at you, hard, firm and yet with a hint of fear that only you could recognize. There was weakness there. There was always weakness there when it came to you.

Jaebum finally broke your gaze and looked down at the table. “Did he say that?” he mumbled.

“Tell me if it’s true. I heard about the human trafficking ring. Did you sell those girls, Im Jaebum? Did you keep them locked up in a basement before selling them to black market traders in the Middle East? Did you have them forcefully sterilized so that men could rape them without the fear of getting them pregnant?” you asked him.

“Would you believe anything I said?” he challenged, glaring at you.

“Try me.”

“Then no. I didn’t do it. I’m innocent.”

You scoffed, leaning back in your seat. Your hands were trembling but you kept them still on the table so that Jaebum wouldn’t notice. Your tone was acidic. “I would hardly describe you as innocent, Im Jaebum. You’re about as guilty as it’s possible for a single man to get. But if you say that you didn’t sell these girls then maybe you didn’t. I don’t know. The last time I believed you I came off looking like a pretty big fucking idiot.”

He stared at you. “I don’t expect you to trust me.”

“I don’t.”

“Then why are you here?”

Why were you here? You didn’t know. Im Jaebum had done nothing but lie to you. He’d betrayed your trust, had broken every single part of you that was intact and had finally left you to abandon the profession you’d spent your entire life preparing for. No single person had ever done as much damage to your sanity as Jaebum had. He’d left you broken three years ago and it had taken you forever to pick up the shattered pieces and put yourself back together.

“Because I want to believe that you didn’t do it,” you whispered.

Jaebum leaned back and looked at you, his expression softening. He could see the fear in your eyes, could see the girl he’d fallen in love with all those years ago. He wanted to push away the table separating the both of you, to take you into his arms and tell you that he loved you more than anything in the world and that he would do anything to change the past.

But Jaebum only stretched his hands across the table, his handcuffed wrists reaching towards yours. You felt a shiver down your spine as his large, warm hands covered yours and he closed his eyes before he bowed his head.

“I didn’t do it. I don’t deal in that line of work. You want to know why?”

“Why?”

Jaebum’s eyes shot open and you felt your heart drop into your stomach as you stared back at him.

“Because I can’t look a scared woman in the eye without thinking about what I put you through.”

--

You giggled, wrapping your arms around him tightly. “Don’t answer that. I won’t let you.”

Jaebum raised an eyebrow at you, while trying to wriggle out of your grasp. You knew that he was strong enough to push you away in a second if he really wanted to, but he only struggled weakly and then fell back against you, his bare torso almost squishing you against the pillows. You squealed as he flopped his weight on top of you.

“Stop it! You’re squishing me!” you squealed, slapping his broad back.

He chuckled. “You’re the one who won’t let go.”

“Because if I let go then you’ll answer your phone, and it’ll be that stupid business partner of yours and he’ll call you into work for some bloody emergency that he could probably handle himself,” you pouted miserably. You were tired of Jinyoung’s phone calls interrupting your evenings with Jaebum. You let Jaebum turn to face you, but you kept your arms around him and pressed your lips to his bare shoulders. “You promised tonight was just us. I haven’t seen you in a long time.”

Jaebum looked down at you gently, letting you snuggle your face into his neck. “Is that my fault? You’re the one who never lets me anywhere near you during your exams.”

You whined. “Yes, it’s your fault. You’re too distracting.”

He chuckled. “But baby, it could really be something important.”

You gave him a playful glare and pushed him away. “Fine, go answer it. If you answered MY calls that religiously, we’d see each other more often.”  

Jaebum leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours gently, before grabbing his phone and walking over to the balcony to answer the call. You slumped back against the pillows and watched his silhouette in the dark room. Jaebum’s broad shoulders and bare back were highlighted by the dim light streaming in through the balcony, and you had to take a deep breath at how attractive your boyfriend was. You still wondered why Jaebum adored you so much. You were difficult, and headstrong and liked having things your own way. But somehow he loved every part of you.

Jaebum finally ended the call and came back over to you, crawling onto the bed and letting you snuggle back against him.

“Was it Jinyoung again?” you asked lightly.

He nodded and wrapped his arms around you. “Yeah. He just wanted to clarify something about the accounts. We have a couple of new clients so things are messy these days.”

You giggled and rested your head on his chest. “I still can’t understand what exactly it is you do, Jaebum.”

He looked down at you with a small smile. “I told you. We’re business and marketing consultants.”

“Sounds kind of shady to me,” you teased lightly. You knew that Jinyoung was a business major, and that both he and Jaebum had opened up a start-up company recently. He claimed that they were consultants, and that they gave marketing advice but you’d honestly never understood the work they did. Jaebum never talked about it either, always jokingly telling you to keep your head in your legal books and leave the commercial stuff to him. You let your hand trail up Jaebum’s chest lightly. “It sounds kind of like the shady start-up business somebody would use as a front to run their illegal activities behind. Are you sure you guys aren’t like, smuggling some diamonds in from Africa or something?” you teased.

Jaebum raised an eyebrow and squeezed you playfully. “Oh shit, babe, how did you know? We were just talking about the latest cocaine that we’re getting from Mexico.”

You giggled. “Diamonds sound classier.”

Jaebum laughed and leaned his head back against the pillow. There was a few moments of silence and his breathing evened out. You wondered if he was asleep but when you lifted your head to check, he was staring down at you with his eyes wide open, watching you. “What?” you asked.

“What if I was doing something illegal? Would you still want to be with me?” Jaebum asked, a tinge of seriousness to his tone.

You blinked and sat up. “What kind of a question is that?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. You’re the one who wants to become a criminal defense attorney. You talk about how important it is to defend people accused of crimes in court, and give them a chance to get their stories out. I’m just wondering if you’d ever actually be with a criminal. Maybe sometimes, it’s okay to ignore the law.”

You sighed and leaned back. “The law isn’t perfect,” you admitted.

“Agreed.”

“But the point of being a defense attorney isn’t to support criminals, Jaebum. The legal system is adversarial by nature. That means the entire system depends on the concept of two sides fighting against each other in order to bring out the truth. The principle is that when two equally strong forces go up against each other, then the one with truth on their side will win. But if nobody wants to fight for the accused then their side becomes weak and they lose.”

Jaebum bit his lip. “But what if you end up getting criminals off and set them back on the streets?”

You sighed and shrugged. “Mistakes might happen. I’m not saying it doesn’t. Nobody can make miracles happen, nobody can read minds to tell who is lying and who isn’t. Discovering the truth is difficult. All we can do is accept that we’re part of the system. We need to perform our roles the best we can, and trust that the opposite side will do their best and that justice will come out of it. That’s all we can do. Play our part in a system that’s bigger than us. If a criminal gets back loose then that’s a failure of the system, not the fault of a single overzealous criminal lawyer.”

“I can’t understand you sometimes,” he admitted quietly.

You looked up at Jaebum and then back down at your lap. His arm around you was tight and you inhaled his familiar scent, before quietly admitting something you’d never told anyone before. “My father was arrested for something he didn’t do,” you mumbled softly. “He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and a powerful gang framed him for their crimes. I spent most of my childhood without a father because criminal lawyers were incompetent and the system failed to get an innocent man off.”

Jaebum looked down at you, his eyes wide. “You never told me that before.”

You bit your lip and smiled at him forcefully. “I’ve never told anyone that before.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“I’m not. That’s why I want to become a defense attorney. I’m not letting any more innocent men go to jail. Not like my father.”

He nodded and pressed his lips to the top of your head. “I understand. I love you so much, baby.”

“I love you too,” you whispered, before looking up at him with narrowed eyes. “But I swear to god, Jaebum, if you and Jinyoung are trying to evade taxes or something in that shady business of yours, then you’d better think twice. I don’t want to have to defend my boyfriend in court.”

He forced a smile. “For tax evasion? Hardly.”

--

“So? What happened?”

You slumped back against the couch, tired. It was 4 am and you’d had to drive down to GotSeven’s headquarters once you were done dealing with the police officers because Jinyoung wouldn’t stop calling you.  An unfamiliar man had greeted you at the entrance to the business consultancy office and led you into the larger, more ominous building right behind it. There was nothing particularly incriminating here either... it looked like a regular office but you tried not to look around too much. Instead, you looked straight up at Jinyoung with red eyes, feeling a headache coming on as you gathered the energy to speak.

“They have eye-witnesses linking Jaebum to the human trafficking racket,” you explained, placing your files on the table in front of you. The police had been extremely uncooperative and you understood why. They were very close to nabbing a huge gang leader and they didn’t want you to mess things up for them. “From what I can tell, that’s the only major evidence they have on him. Also, he had an unlicensed gun on him when they arrested him, so that’s not helping matters.”

Jinyoung bit his lip and looked at you nervously. “But the gun doesn’t prove anything, right?”

You rubbed your fingers across your forehead, trying to soothe the ache. There were six large men standing in front of you and every single one of them looked helpless. It struck you that Jaebum had been the one holding this entire fort together. Without him, the gang couldn’t function. There was nobody to issue orders, nobody they could trust to stay cool and handle everything. Even Park Jinyoung looked like he was going to fall apart.

“Carrying that gun is a minor crime in itself, but it’s nothing too bad unless they can prove that he’s used it. Luckily, it was fully loaded when they found it so there’s nothing to suggest he’s ever fired any of the bullets. But that’s not what you should be worried about. The cops are going to get search warrants the moment they can get hold of a judge. That could be in a couple of hours. They’re definitely going to search this place, and they might just get into any other hideouts you guys have.”

Jinyoung glanced around at the others and exchanged glances with them before turning to you. “We cleaned this place up already. They won’t find anything here. Only Mark and Jackson have guns, and they both have licenses to carry them.”

You nodded. “Okay. The bail hearing is on Thursday. If you want your leader to get out of police custody then you need to make sure they don’t find anything else before I can get him out.”

“But what about afterwards?” Jackson demanded. He had his arms folded across his chest and you could see that he was nervous. “I mean, we can hide our tracks and all our other activities but the fact remains that Jaebum is still under arrest for human trafficking. We’re being framed. Probably by BTS. They’re the ones who sent the fake witnesses, right? Bambam, Yugyeom, you guys know more about this than we do.”

Yugyeom piped up nervously. “Hyung is right. Jaebum-hyung is being framed. We know a guy on the inside in BTS, we spent some time with them a few years ago. Jungkook told us that they sent in fake witnesses to identify Jaebum as the ring leader. They promised to let those girls go if they told the police the stories they prepared and directed the cops to Jaebum-hyung.”

You stared at them in disbelief. “For fuck’s sake, what kind of shit do you all get up to?”

There was silence across the room and you instantly shut your files, standing up. What am I doing? Why am I standing in here in a room full of criminals, trying to help them hide the terrible things they get up to? You felt a burst of disgust towards yourself and you started to sling your bag over your shoulder while the other men watched you in silence. “Listen, I don’t care why Jaebum being framed or whether he did all this. In fact, the less you tell me about your operations, the better. I’m only going to handle this until I can get Jaebum out on bail. The actual trial could take months, and I’m no criminal lawyer.”

Jinyoung looked up at you desperately. “But you studied to become one. Please help us. I don’t know who else to ask-“

“Well, you sure as fuck shouldn’t have asked me,” you hissed. These men had a lot of nerve, acting all innocent and scared when they were the bad guys. You refused to be manipulated again. “I’m not a criminal like you. It took me an entire year of therapy to get back to normal after what happened three years ago, so if you think that I have any intention of getting involved with your shit, you’re wrong.”

“I know we were careless back then,” Jackson began, but you cut him off.

“No, I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to know anything. I’m just going to help you get Jaebum out on bail, and for that I need you all to do two things. One, co-operate with the police whenever they show up with a warrant and for fuck’s sake, hide your other operations properly. If the police find smuggled goods or weapons or anything, the entire case is shot. Co-operate with them, but don’t tell them anything they don’t already know.” you ordered. The men were listening to you intently and you took a deep breath before continuing carefully.

“Two, we need to prove to a judge on Thursday that Jaebum won’t run if they let him out on bail. I’ll be back tomorrow evening so in the meantime, one of you prepare his employment records, his educational background, bring me anything you have to show that he’s a decent person and make his sister sit in the front row and shed a few tears for the judge. That’s it. I’m leaving.”

You stood up and started to walk out, but Jinyoung called after you, making you stop in your tracks.

“Is that all? Do you need us to do anything else?” he asked.

You turned around and glared at them all. “Yeah. Find yourself another lawyer by Thursday.”

--

[peachyhyvck]

some of my favorite pics of mark lee

author's note: yes bitches, I'm back with another!! this one’s a tad bit different from the last, and its got almost double the amount of pictures,,, but I hope you still enjoy it, nonetheless! this pic set includes waayyy too many categories to list off so you're just gonna have to look through them and see for yourself! (’; sO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERe are,, my favorite pics of mark lee:

cute mark:

okay, but mark’s selfies are always so damn precious and they never fail to put a smile on my face

I LOOOVVEEEEE THIS PICTURE WITH ALL MY HEART!!!!! THE WAY HE GRADUALLY COVERS HIS FACE MAKES MY HEART MELT HOLY MOLY

everything about this picture is just perfect... his smile is so facking cute, and do you sEE THAT LIL DIMPLE???? ADORABLE.

I honestly don't know what the hell is going on in this picture, but his facial expression is so fucking cute that I'm squealing like a damn pig rn so,,,,

never mind -  E V E R Y  FACIAL EXPRESSION HE HAS IS JUST SO PRECIOUS AND I REALLY NEED TO FIND SOME NEW WORDS CAUSE IM JUST REPEATING MYSELF OVER AND OVER AGAIN AT THIS POINT!!!

I remember watching this for the first time and,, I kid you the fuck not,, I actually threw my phone across the room

wow..... I've never been sO soft!! for someone in my entire life.......

these might just be my 2 favorite pictures of mark lee....?? I mean, I say that about every picture, but these 2??? utterly flawless.

candid mark

I looovveee his damn hair so so sooo much in these last 4 pictures and if sm fucks with it in any way, shape, or form,,, you best watch the fuck out........ (lmaoo this was before sm went and fried his hair aGAIN but tbh I expected nothing less from them,,,)

he looks so smol and innocent in this picture and I'm barely keeping my shit together!!!!

he looks like a motherfucking prince in these photos!!!!!!! I mean, am I right or am I right ??!?!?!!?!%@$^&

idk man I just really love his smile and it truly brings happiness to my poor, dysfunctional, bitter soul

these pictures are THE definition of ethereal!!!!!!

I'm gonna take a moment to interrupt the ““cute”” theme I've got goin on to insert this (?) gem because idk what the fuck he’s doin but it really made me laugh so I thought I'd share

I think I just heaved the biggest content sigh in history because I just really, really love mark lee

disrespectful mark

idk who gave mark permission to be this blatantly rude but it sure as hell wasn't me!!!!

alright I'm really gonna need him to stop because I feel all shaken up and I'm Not okay with this at all

props to the camera person for holding their composure cause I sure as hell would’ve dropped Dead under such an intense gaze

“mark” and “tough” don't really fit together all that well, but looking at this picture I'm absolutely, 100% positive he could beat the living shit out of me

I HATE THIS PICTURE WITH EVERY DAMN OUNCE OF MY BEING!!!! DO YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF TORMENT AND CHAOS THIS FUCKING PHOTO PUTS ME THROUGH??!??!!?!? IT IS THE HIGHEST FORM OF DISRESPECT AND I DEMAND THAT IT BE PUNISHABLE BY AT LEAST 5 MORE YEARS IN NCT DREAM!!!!!!

dunno what he’s doin but veins really fuck ya girl up and his arm in this photo is really testing me,,,,,,

he looks so good???? but like,, too good?????? idk. I disapprove. NEXT

these polaroids are both a blessing and a curse and the fans who got these are honestly the luckiest bitches on earth cause damn y’all really snatched yourselves a couple of winners!!!!

no no non no on Ono nono. what do you think you’re doing. stop it right now and put the fucking jacket back on!! and no more tank tops..... my heart can't handle such things........

honestly, I don't even know anymore..... I'm literally speechless......... I just don't know how its humanly possible to look That FUCking gOOD!!!! everything about this picture is messin with my head and he’s reaalllllyyyyy startin to test a bitch,,

boyfriend mark

well, damn. he’s really out here just servin us these boyfriend looks, isn’t he???

tbh it might just be because his back and chest look so Broad in these photos, but I'm pickin up some major boyfriend-ish vibes!!!

awww boyfriend mark impatiently watching the clock tick by as he counts down the minutes until he gets to see your beautiful face ((((’:;;::;

oh damn,, boyfriend mark waiting to pick you up outside your job :^]

can you just imagine walking next to mark and looking up to find him staring at you like this I'd funking DIE!!!!!

boyfie mark carrying your backpack for you as the two of you walk home from school together (((((((’’:

boyfriend mark staring at you from afar while another guy shamelessly flirts with you ;o

tbh this is how boyf mark would look whenever the two of you get into a pretty heated argument... expect the silent treatment and some intense glares

“oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I'm late for our date!! gotta run, gotta run, gotta ru-”

shopping with boyfriend mark!!!!! (peep dat arm doe,,,,)

yeah, yeah. I know it’s just a picture of his back - but like... just picture yourself walking up to that and giving him the warmest, tightest, most affectionate backhug you could......... cause same

boyfriend mark goin to pick ya ass up while trying not to draw too much attention to himself,,, shhhh!!

pre-debut mark

okay but mark was the cutest damn child, and like,, that's a fact

LOOK AT THE INNOCENCE IN HIS EYES!!!!!!!

I just wanna tuck him into bed and read him some bedtime stories )))’:::

k I think we can all agree that mark’s mirror selfies are LEGENDARY. NEVER LET THESE DIE. EVER.

why does his outfit remind me of something justin bieber circa 2012 would wear lmao

don't come at me but like,, why do these 2 pics remind me of seventeen’s vernon......... i mean im jus sayin........

this picture? is so? precious??? caN I JUST SWADDLE HIM PLEASE??????

oh look!! this must’ve been right around the time when sm stopped allowing mark to get even the slightest bit of rest!!!

he looks like such a lil man here dear lord

the many hairstyles/colors throughout mark’s career

starting off with the 7th sense debut, we have marks.... questionable.... black, choppy, bangs-cut-too-short hairstyle!! it truly is one for the books....

moving onto fire truck era, sm kinda dropped a bomb on us with the multi-colored hair. but as crazy as orange and purple hair sounds (and kinda looks) mark actually pulled it off pretty damn well???

buT THEN IN THE MIDDLE OF PROMOTIONS THEY DECIDED TO DYE HIS WHOLE HEAD PURPLE AND BLESS US ALL!! like, I have a hard time picturing mark with extremely bright and extravagant hair colors (like hyuck or chenle) but lemme tell ya mark looked so damn good with the purple holy shit sm brinG THAT BACK!!!

and then at the end of promotions (obvs prepping mark’s hair for dreams debut) they decided his scalp hadn’t been through enough, so they bleached it and made him blonde (((’::::

dreams debut!!!!! whoop whoop!!!! they dyed mark’s hair a rose gold tinted color and honestly?? he looked hella good???? idk what I was saying earlier about not being able to see mark pull off bright and extravagent colors cause my boy absolutely slayed orange, purple AND pink!!!

now we come across the holy period that was mark’s dirty blonde hair during chewing gum promotions,,,, let’s all just take a moment of silence because of how damn Good this look was..... the color and the haircut itself were so fucking nice and tbfh i have a special place in my heart for this look

whelp..... here comes limitless!!! the BOP of the century, but also the fucking disaster of the millennium that was marks perm........... sm did my boy so dirty with this one..... as if his hair hadn't been through enough torture, they go and do THIS? sickening.

NOW WE’RE BACK ON OUR GOOD STREAK!! after the perm settled down a bit they finally realized that they needed to make up for their horrendous mistake, SO they put a lil pink in the mix and BAM!! we got our lil cotton candy baby (^=

and then the pink started to fade )))’:: leaving him with cute little pink tinted curls!!!! (((’::

MFAL (what an era.....) if im being completely honest, mark’s mfal hair is my religion. it’s not nearrlllyyy as poofy and untamed as it was before, and the little blonde curls really worked for him rip...

not to mention when they straightened it and we got our royal prince lookin ass mark lee!!!!

head shot pop,, cherry bomb was another holy era for marks hair. it had been sooo long since we’d seen dark haired mark that it pretty much threw the whole fandom into a frenzy when it happened.

tbfh his we young hair took a little while to grow on me. i’ve always loved the longer, shaggier bangs on mark, and the short bangs were giving me war flashbacks to t7s era,,,, and the shaved sides were so!!! different that idk. it just took me a while to adjust...

but I would later come to Love his we young hair because it eventually grew into this fucking beauty - which is also my faVORITE DAMN HAIRSTYLE ON THIS BOY,, HOLY SHIT!!! HIS HAIR JUST LOOKS SO PERFECT AND I JUST WANNA RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH IT AND PLAY WITH IT AGGHHJJHBPWUEB

**sigh** but then sm went and did what they always do and fucked with something that was already perfect ///: I mean, although i am pretty distraught over the loss of quite possibly the best hair style of his career, he does look mighty fine with the honey blond color so its all good (((;;

anD THEN!! THEY LITERALLY BLEW ALL OF US OUT OF THE DAMN WATER WITH THE FUCKING BRIGHT, STOP SIGN, TICKLE ME ELMO LOOKIN ASS RED!!!!!!!! NAAaahhhh I'm just playin :”)) i’ve said it so many times already, but he really can pull off just about any color and i must say, the red is really workin for him,, uh huh, uh huh, yes sir!!

the lil duck face pout

idk why he Always does this but it’s fucking hilarious and it never fails to crack me tf up

cute stage persona

LOOK AT THAT BIG ASS SMILE!!!!!!! THIS IS THE KINDA SHIT I LOVE TO SEE!!!!!!!!!! HE JUST LOOKS SO FLUFFY!!!!!!!!

y’all, i dont even know. he’s in the middle of dancing but he just looks so cute and squishy!! i had to include it

again... I have no words other than his smile is fucking. flawless.

I SHOULD BE CRINGING (AND TBH I KINDA AM) BUT HE’S SO DAMN PRECIOUS THAT I DON’T EVEN CARE!!!!!

I can totally picture in my head the dorky lil dance move he did along with that face to whoever was taking the picture and honestly,, I can’t help but smile

WHY DOES HE DO THIS?? DOES HE WANT ME TO SUFFER??? CAUSE HE’S LITERALLY MAKING MY INSIDES TURN TO MUSH!!!!!!

I have no clue what the hell he’s doing, but i could care less!!! i’m just gonna go with it!!!!!!!

omfg he’s like that one nerdy friend who tries to act all cool but just ends up embarrassing himself ((and looking hella cute while doing so)) gaAAHHhHHH

rude stage persona

mark is always facking adorable!! but the few times he decides to act all rude, he makes sure to have absolutely zero fucking mercy on us, and its Not fair!!

don’t give me that face istg imma smack the shit outta ya!!!!

he’s literally just rapping but i feel highly offended and i would appreciate a sincere apology

mark is smiling 95% of the time, but the other 5% that he’s not, he’s making faces like these^^ and im real fuckin tired of the blatent disregard for my feelings!!

I don't approve! I don't approve at all!!!! the look on his face is throwin me off and I'm confused!!!!!!

BOIII THIS MIGHT BE THE RUDEST FUCKIN PICTURE I’VE EVER SEEN AND I SHIT YOU NOT MY DAMN STOMACH JUST DROPPED!!!!!!! MY ALREADY WEAKENED HEART CAN’T HANDLE THIS KINDA SHIT, MAN!!!!!!!!! I NEED TO GO LIE DOWN,,,,,

HE’S GOT NICER ABS AND NICER UNDERWEAR THAN I DO, GOD DAMN!!!!

THE FUCKING SLEEVES ARE ROLLED UP - ABORT MISSION! I REPEAT, ABORT THE FUCKING MISSION!!!!!!!!

mark + hats = A Look I'm here for

first up, we got them bucket hats!!!! if ya ask me, mark can pull off almost any hat, and he kinda looks adorable in the bucket hats (especially with his blond curly mops fallin out of em!!!!)

now onto the snapbacks! a very typical look, yet he still looks breathtaking ((’::::

and now we’ve got the floppy hats (?) and tbh he kinda looks adorable in them???

AND WE’RE AT BEANIES ALSO KNOWN AS MY FAVORITE FUCKING HEADWEAR ON MARK LEE!!!!!! BOY CAN PULL OFF A BEANIE BETTER THAN I’VE EVER SEEN ANYONE DO IT EVER!!!!!!!!!

and finally we've got..... whatever the fuck this thing is lmao kinda reminds me of a chef hat but my boy still looks hecka fly so its gucci!!!!

BONUS: MARK IN A HEADBAND!! HEY SM, PLEASE DO THIS LOOK AGAIN!!!!!

BONUS BONUS: THE HOLY LOOK THAT IS MARK WEARING A BANDANA!! HEY SM, MAYBE BRING BACK THIS LOOK AS WELL, K THNKS!!!!!!!

idk, but I need to rant about it !!

not only is ya girl emo as helllllll because he successfully graduated high school despite his fucking insane schedule, (yeah,, I'm lookin at you sm... fight me), but these grad pics are the definition of heavenly !!!!!!!!

this boy video took me for all that I'm worth.... he just looked so? fucking? good??? like I wanna know who the fuck he thinks he is just lookin all fine and shit,,,

y’alls..... i honestly didnt even know which category to stick this beauty under because i was honestly just?? blown the absolute fuck away??? with the perfection of not only this photo, but the boy in the photo, as well??????? like,, the dark, shaggy hair along with that lil smirk are really doin some fucked up shit to ya girl and i just dont know anything anymore (((’=

not much to say about this one.... I just think he looks hella adorable crouched down into a lil ball ((’:

maRK MOTHERFUCKIN LEE HIDING BEHIND RANDOM ASS OBJECTS WHENEVER HE GETS EMBARRASSED MIGHT JUST BE MY FAVORITE FUCKING THING IN THIS UNIVERSE!!! IT MAKES ME WANNA HUG HIM TO DEATH AND NEVER LET GO!!!!!

first of all: no

second of all: No

third of all: the hell you think you lookin at?

last of all: N O

(like for real, who gave you the right to look all grown and shit?? cause I'd like to have a few words with them......)

and last, but certainly not least, we've got this golden picture of mark dressed like a middle aged, white, suburban dad.... do with it what you will (((’:::::

**all pic creds go to their rightful owners

[wonhosbun]

Through the Lens Mafia!AU Pt 5

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Pairing: Reader x Mark

Warnings: Some explicit language, some violence 

Word count: 1.6k

It had been a couple hours since Lisa had arrived and had been been in the medical room with Mark. The others kept trying to calm you down, telling you he’ll be alright.

After what seemed like eternity, Lisa finally came out, “Don’t worry he’ll be fine he just needs time and rest. I know how much of an important role he plays but please, let him take his time to heal.” All of the boys nodded in agreement.

“Can we see him?” you asked, the worry kept eating at you, all you wanted was to see him. It’s honestly really surprising how fast you’ve come to care and fall for him. But it didn’t matter because all you wanted to do was protect him from anything that could ever harm him.

“Yes he’s awake, he was actually asking for you.” Your heart fluttered at her words. On the outside you seemed fine but on the inside you were squealing like a little school girl who just found out her crush liked her back.

You made your way into the room, there he laid, hooked up to a bunch of machines. The sight made your heart hurt, how did this even happen to him?

“Hey you, how are you feeling?” He looked so weak and so fragile that you felt his bones would break with any slight movement, his face pale, lips dry and parted.

“Besides the fact that I’ve just been shot, lost a shit ton of blood and almost died, I’m doing pretty well actually,” he said in a sarcastic voice, you playfully pouted and clenched where your heart is pretending to be hurt. “If this is how you’re going to act then i best be on my way,” you turned on your heels and made you way towards the door. You knew he wasn’t going to let you go that easily.

“Alright bye,” you stopped in your tracks completely dumbfounded. How dare he you thought. Turning around you placed your hands on your hips, “Are you seriously about to let me go Mark?” his lips turned into a slight smirk. “I knew you weren’t going to leave if I told you that, and look I was right.”

“For someone that almost died you seem awfully cocky.” you said while walking towards the side of his bed, pulling a chair next to him. While grabbing his hand you noticed how cold he had felt. How much warmth he lacked throughout his entire body. Would it have been too soon to ask him what had happened to him to even be in this position? You hesitated for a bit, but made up your mind.

“If you don’t mind me asking, how did this happen to you?”

“Okay Jackson and Jaebum you two go that way and I’ll go this way.” Mark said while also signaling his fingers.

“Nuh-uh dude we’re not splitting up, at least not here, you know how it is here.”

“Yeah Jackson’s right we stick together no matter what.” Mark let out a defeated sigh as he agreed with the two other boys. “Fine, but I’m going to lead I’d rather have something happen to me than to have either of you hurt.” Jackson and Jaebum only nodded, knowing they weren’t going to be able to change his mind.

“Tell me again why we agreed to do this? We’re literally asking to be killed.”

“Oh for the love of God will you please be quiet? Someone could he-“ The sound of a loud gunshot had interrupted Mark, but what also interrupted him was the bullet that went right through the side of his stomach.

Both boys cursed, then turning to the direction to where the shot came from, successfully shooting the man down. Luckily there was only one, they picked up Mark’s body trying to hurry to their car. Jackson got into the driver’s seat while Jaebum had Mark in his lap, holding his head.

Mark’s eyes started to roll to the back of his head, “No no Mark stay with me we’re almost there please just hang in there.” He started to mumble words, unfortunately Jaebum couldn’t seem to make out what he was saying.

All he could do was apply pressure to the wound, hopefully stopping the bleeding a little bit, at least a bit.

As he finished explaining you hadn’t noticed how wet your eyes were, how there were tear stains on the side of your cheeks. Memories of Wonho flooded your head, seeing his blood covered body made your heart ache. It made you feel useless, sure you didn’t have any feelings for the man anymore but that didn’t mean it still didn’t pain you when you saw the life being sucked right out of him, that didn’t mean he didn’t hold a place in your heart.

Mark’s face softened when he realized you had been crying, he hated seeing you cry. His protective instincts led him to draw you closer, and he did so by reaching out for your arm and pulling you in. He didn’t ask why you were crying, knowing how he wouldn’t get an answer assuming from the amount of sobs you were letting out. His arm was kept around your waist, pulling you closer.

“Shsh it’s okay I’m here, let it out Y/N.”

“I already lost one person, I can’t lose another one.” you said in a whisper but loud enough for Mark to hear.

“I’m not going anywhere Y/N, I promise you I’ll always be by your side.” he said while kissing the top of your head.

You tilted your head to look at him, he gave you a reassuring smile, both of you stayed in that same position for what seemed like hours but had only been a few seconds.

Mark licked his lips while looking down at yours, your mind went blank as soon as your heart started racing, filled with anticipation, the butterflies in your stomach made you want to kiss him then and there, and just as soon as you had the guts to, the door flung open, a very concerned looking crowd busted through.

“We heard crying is everything okay?” you knew who’s voice that was, it was Youngjae’s. His voice was laced with genuine worry and concern. “Yeah everything’s okay, she just got a little emotional that’s all.” They all sighed in relief, thinking something was wrong.

“It’s getting pretty late, we should all let Mark rest.” Lisa was right, he didn’t look too well he definitely needed some rest. Everyone agreed and said their goodbyes to Mark, “I’ll come see you in the morning okay? Please go to sleep and get some rest Markiepoo.”

“Markiepoo? I could get used to that but don’t tell any of the boys you called me that, I’d get teased for as long as I’ll live,” he let out a slight chuckle and flashed his beautiful smile, “Alright I won’t, goodnight.”

As you made your way towards the room you saw rest of the boys sitting on the couch, however they were whispering to one another, why were they whispering?

“She’s going to have to take his place for however long he’s going to be out. We need 7 because if there’s not 7 then there’s someone that’s not doing their job and if someone’s not doing their job then that can put our lives at risk.”

“Jinyoung our lives are already at risk considering we’re in a fucking mafia!”

“Oh fuck off Yugyeom you know what I meant asshole!”

“Both of you keep your damn voices down she could walk by any second.” you were tired of hearing them bicker like 10 year olds so you decided to make your presence known. You coughed, a little bit too loud, as you made your way towards the couch and squeezed yourself in between Youngjae and Yugyeom.

“So guys what’s up?” they all looked at each other, all of them mumbling trying to come up with an excuse. Knowing they weren’t going to say anything you let them know that you knew about their plan, “I heard you guys talking about me and how I have to take Mark’s place.” Jackson let out a groan, “ See I told both of your asses to keep it down why doesn’t anyone listen to me?” he while throwing his hands up, you started to giggle at this whole situation.

“She’s giggling why is she giggling why are you giggling?” BamBam said with a confused look on his face. “Because it’s cute how you all started to freak out because I heard, did you guys think I was going to get upset?” all of them nodded, “well I’m not, I mean I’m stuck here aren’t I? Might as well make the best of it.”

They all stared at you with a confused face, not knowing how to reply. “Do you know how to fight?” asked Jinyoung, the question took you back but then started thinking about it. You hummed to yourself, thinking of what to say.

“Well this one time in highschool I fought this one girl i’m not sure if that counts?”

“Shit are you serious? What happened?”

“It all happened because my bestfriend at the time was having a problem with a girl she absolutely hated, so she decided to fight her and as she was fighting her the other girls best friend tried to jump in, and I couldn’t allow them to double team so my ass jumped in.”

“What the fuck thats badass, did you win?”

“Lets just say blood was spilled but certainly not mine.”

All of the boys started yelling ‘ohhhh’ and ‘ohhh shitttt’ hyping you up, BamBam even dabbed which made you cringe but you loved it at the same time.

“But that was years ago, I don’t know if I still have it in me.”

It was true, you haven’t fought in a while and you certainly weren’t as strong as you used to be.

omgfkgmdfjgsfbsdhjbd im so sorry i took forever to upload, also this probably isn’t the best chapter but hey its something \: ): anyways i hope you enjoyed part 5 <3