#mark tuan x gender neutral reader

[beyoncesdragon]

title: mad sus

→Pairing: Mark Tuan x Reader (Mark Tuan x Gender-Neutral!Reader )

→Summary: “And where even is Mark, if you’re playing.” Mark leaned forwards, a grin on his handsome features. “Under your bed, Jae.”

→Warnings: this is pure, tooth rotting fluff for our Markie. All I have to warn is probably Jae being Jae, and Mark being in boyfriend-mode which could probably kill on itself.

→Wordcount: 1.1k

a/n: Written for my sister in law and ally in the universal simpcomititty for all kinds of groups @bbymrk​ Also I dont know if that is what you wanted or if you...like it?  Have some cuddles from me and my brother lmao I mean Mark.

Masterlist | GOT7 Masterlist

“Who would do such a thing?” a female voice whined, just as you entered the room.

“Is this a self-report? Mark asked sarcastically, leaned back on his chair with his hood up. The room was darkened and all light came from the flickering light of his desktop.

“No. I swear I didn’t do it.” That was Tina, you recognized that.

You stood in the door for a few seconds, listening to the familiar voices of your boyfriend and his friends banter about something, occasional laughs breaking up several little arguments. The room smelled like him and freshly brewed green tea, something Mark had started to drink after - what you concluded - spending too much time with Jackson and a tiny bit like that one perfume he always stole from you, bergamot and sandalwood.

Just when you decided to leave him in peace and find something else to do, he turned around, a smile lighting up his face instantly. Without sparing his desktop a second glance, he rolled a few inches back with his chair and motioned you to come closer, extending his arms towards you with a small smile.

“Hi there…slept well?” he asked, wrapping his arms loosely around your waist to look up at you, chin resting against your tummy. You nodded, carefully pushing his hood back to run your fingers through his hair.

“I did. You?” he just nodded, lowering the volume of the heated discussion that was unfolding itself over the game of Among Us he had neglected for you, before turning his attention back to you.

“Are you streaming?” he shook his head, linking his fingers behind you again, pulling you a bit closer so you’d stand between his legs.

“No, not this time. But I think Tina, Jade and Jae definitely are…” your eyes wandered to the screen, over the bunch of names that were listed up. It only took Jae a split second to yell through the speakers, having picked up on your conversation. 

Obviously he did.

“I heard my name, Mark.” Mark opened his mouth to reply but you shushed him with a finger against his lips and leaned closer to the mic.

“Hello to you too, Jae.”  

It was quiet for a second. “Huh…o-oh hi there. Sorry, I thought for a moment Mark was going through puberty again. Fancy hearing you.” Your laughter mixed with the rest of the players, and Mark huffed, before pulling you onto his lap. “Dipshit.” was all that came from your boyfriend, mumbled into the skin of your neck before he scooted closer to the desk again.

“Everyone vote for Mark, he cursed at me.” Jae immediately announced and Mark gasped.

“I’ll be under your bed tonight, if you do that.” Mark grumbled, causing everyone to laugh. “If that’s the case, please, everyone vote for him.” Mark just buried his face in the crook of your neck, a heavy sigh leaving his lips.

“I hate him.” you just hummed amused, pushing his fingers off the controls swiftly, to place your own on them. Mark let you do it without any hesitation, instead settling his arms fully around you, with his hands in the front pocket of the sweater you wore.

“Stop thirsting over my boyfriend Jae, we all know who you want to have waiting under your bed, no need to lie.”

“If you say Wonpil now, I will quit this whole game.” You snickered softly, feeling Mark smile against your skin. “Getting nervous there, Park?” you shifted comfortably on your boyfriends lap, momentarily turning around to him, just to press a kiss against his lips. Tina giggled through the speakers and Jae huffed, annoyed at your effortless (and obviously successful) attempt to flip the whole conversation around.

“Anyway, let’s skip voting for this time, there is no time left.” The voice of none else than Bambam proposed, making you snap up.

“Bambam?!” a chuckle could be heard, a chuckle and probably huff number twenty six by Jae.

“Hi noona, everything alright?” you nodded eagerly, leaning closer to the mic in anticipation. “Yeah, all good! I haven’t heard from you in a while! Wait, which one are you?” your eyes wandered over the screen, looking for Bambam’s name. But none of the eight people in the game  were even close to Bambam or Kunipmook, for that matter… “Wait are you called “Skrrrt?”, Bambam-ah? Oh dear…“ Marks laughter vibrated through your whole body and you couldn’t help but grin too. “Anways, how is your dog doing?”

This time, Jae sighed so loudly, the audio crackled.

“What is it, Jae?” Tina asked, taking pity in him. “It’s just…I feel so neglected.” You rolled your eyes amused, leaning back against Marks chest. “How is that?” Jade asked, joining the conversation now too.

“There are people who do not spare me second comment but ask after the well-being of a dog.” Mark laughed out loud at that before leaning forward a bit so he’d be heard properly. “Shut up and stop sulking Jae, the timer is running out.” And with that, the next round started. Mark let you do your thing, only tightened his arms around you from time to time, pressing several small kisses against your cheek and shoulder seeming a bit lost in his own world.

“By the way, that hoodie…?” your lips twisted into a small smile looking over your shoulder towards him. “Yes…?” he cleared his throat.

“Looks cool, where did you get it?” you laughed quietly, completing your mission successfully before fully turning around to him. “It is, right? It’s from this one brand wait… “XCIII Evolution” was the name. I know the designer, you know.” His smile sharpened at those words and he leaned towards you a bit. “And how is he?” you acted as if you had to really think about that question before answering.

“Ah he’s pretty cool. Hot guy, that’s for sure.” a small cocky grin settled on his face before he cuddled himself impossibly close to you. “I heard he has a pretty smooth-tongued partner too.” You laughed out loud. “Does he? How nice for him.” he hummed but before he could do anything more (like kiss you, finally) the game came to a halt due to someone calling an emergency meeting.

“Mark is mad sus. Mad.” that was the first thing that could be heard and you gasped in offense, snapping around. “Wait what? Just so you know, I am currently playing for him and how am I sus in any way? I literally just completed my mission!” Jade laughed and Bambam whistled through the speakers.

“You literally just stood there for like five minutes, not moving at all. What in the heavens was that?” 

You clicked your tongue impatiently. “I was talking to my boyfriend, Jae, and I like to look at him when I do so.” Jae snorted unbelieving. “Lies over lies. Unless you have to walk into the kitchen to get some food, suspicious mid-movement frozen-ness is not allowed. And where even is Mark, if you’re playing.” Mark leaned forwards, a grin on his handsome features.

“Under your bed, Jae.”

— ✩ thank u for reading ✩ —

[vanillaknj]

imagining wanting mark tuan's attention while he's gaming is 🥺 like just being clingy but he's playing among us (cause that's the only game he plays that i understand the mechanics of LMAOO). or vice versa, he finishes gaming and HE gets clingy but y/n is occupied with something else 🥺

-qveerean

ah! that’s so cute 🥺 i play among us religiously so- and it’s under the cut!! ( i decided it swap it a bit so i hope that’s ok!!)

— gn!reader, fluff

“in a second, baby, i promise.” you mutter, following your little red character on the screen as it runs to complete a task.

mark sighs in defeat, dejecting beside you and leaning his head on your shoulder. he puts on a pout as he watches you. he whines from beside you, and you grin. “lemme finish these tasks in navigation...” you whisper, moving your hand from the keys to ruffle his hair.

“you said that last game!” he protests cutely, crossing his arms over his chest. “i know, but- fuck!” you curse, groaning and rolling your eyes.

mark widens his eyes at your outburst, furrowing his eyebrow and looking at you in shock. “what happened?” he asks. “pink vented and killed me.” you pout, taking off your headset and beginning to give him your full and undivided attention.

“okay, i am all yours markie.” you smile, and he returns the smile brightly, immediately pulling you into a hug and leaning his head on your chest. “great, now we can cuddle.” he says, and you can feel him smile in triumph.

[tuanstars]

putting a controllable vibrator into mark and turning it up whenever someone flirts with him (at a mall, cafe when he's ordering, club and so on) and eventually him being so desperate that he doesn't care if you're doing it in a semi-public place

Flirt - Mark Tuan

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⇢paring - mark tuan x gender neutral reader

⇢genre - smut

⇢summary - you’re tired of everyone flirting with mark everywhere you go, so you decide to do something about it.

⇢warnings - sub!mark tuan, dom!reader, use of toys, semi-public sex,

⇢notes- lemme know if you want me to add or remove anything! (didn’t know if you wanted me to add a title kink (ex. miss kink, mistress kink, ertc) or not, let me know if you’d like it to be added!)

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mark’s startled when you push him into the unisex restroom at the mall. even more so when his back is pushed up against the wall and you’re looking at him with fire in your eyes. “w-what’s-“ he begins to ask but is quickly shut up with a quick glance from you. “did you notice how they looked at you, and how they flirted with you?” you asked, hands moving from his hip to the wall to trap him in.

“no..? i’d never entertain them if they were.” he told you, and you hummed at his answer. “yeah, well, they need to know who you belong to.” you mutter. he’s confused when you start digging around in your pockets. you pull out a small black butt plug vibrator, and his eyes widen at the sight. “turn around, hands on the wall.” you told him, removing your hands to give him room to do so.

he takes your order immediately, not wanting to see what would happen if he didn’t. his palms were flat against the wall, and his ass perched out so you could do whatever you wanted. he breathing was quickening when he felt your hands undo them drawstring to his gray joggers and tug them down, along with his briefs. “suck.” you told him, moving your fingers in front of his face. he takes them into his mouth eagerly, sucking on them with fevor. his tongue is swirling around the pads of your two fingers, and the sight is breathtaking.

you pulled your fingers out, and instantly moved them to his entrance, he shakily inhales at the feeling of your saliva slicked fingers entering, and exhales just as shaky when your knuckle deep. your fingers are scissoring, stretching him enough for the plug. once that was done, you pulled your fingers out, and putting the plug in their place. he lets out a moan as the feeling of the plug, eyes fluttering as he tries not to be too loud.

you tap the plug a few times once it’s in, and pull away completely. you use your clean hand to maneuver his underwear and pants up, and he straightens. you move to wash your hands, and he’s breathing heavily. his cheeks are red as he struggles to walk out of the bathroom with shaky legs, plug nudging deeper with every step.

the both of you made it to the food court, and mark managed to find a nice rhythm of walking where the plug didn’t move around much. “mark, baby, can you order us some food?” you asked, patting his thigh. he simply smiled at you and nodded. you watched as he did order your food. the lady at the register was so very obviously flirting with him. you rolled your eyes.

you stuffed your hands in your pockets and felt around for the remote to the plug. once you found it, you immediately turned it on to the third setting. he drops his head at the feeling, breathing out harshly. he gives an apologetic smile, and finshed offering the food. the. cashier didn’t stop her flirting though, if anything it increased. mark was very visibly uncomfortable, but the girl paid no mind to that. you dialed the vibrations up to the fourth setting, and his cheeks darken.

he couldn’t take it anymore, so in the midst of her flirting, he’s leaving, speed walking his way back to you. he’s looking at you with glossy eyes when he does sit down, hands covering the very obvious erection that formed. “please, please, i can’t take it.” he mumbles a sentence of slurred words. you turn it to the fifth and highest setting and he immediately lets his head fall onto your shoulder. “please?” he asks, he sounds so deliciously desperate.

“you’re gonna cum, baby? here? in front of all these people?” you teased, and he really didn’t care at the moment. “fuck yes....” he whimpers, palming himself subtly through his jeans. “may i?” he asks again. “do it. make a mess of your pants.” you ordered him, and he did exactly as he was told. he tensed for a moment before you heard him groan deeply.

you slowly lowered the vibrations down to one as he came down from his high, turning it off when he was fully finished. “thank you, thank you, thank you.” he said, leaning off of you to sit straight up to catch his breath. “i hope you feel okay, baby, because our food is ready.” you told him and panted towards the desk. his eyes widened when he realized he had to walk to the desk with cum-stained pants. he acted as if he hated the idea, but couldn’t deny the fact that he was getting hard in his pants again.

[prince-tuan]

Mark ran his hands gently through your hair, humming in satisfaction as you dozed off. You had been up for weeks and weeks, running on 4 hours of sleep or none at all. Insomnia was not a friend to you, but rather a lover which was toxic to your well-being. One that you brushed off as love and kindness, but was intoxicating your state of mind. He was happy. Happy that you finally cried from exhaustion and fell asleep in his tight embrace.

[avewritesmr]

Can you do where GOT7 has a boyfriend who is too tall (2.00cm or 6ft5)?

Reaction to their boyfriend being very tall (2.00m/6ft5)

A/N: I picked 3 members at random again, I really love writing for GOT7 this has been the most enjoyable thing I’ve written since I got back to writing now that school is finished, I hope you like this, it took forever and is a little on the shorter side so I’m sorry 💖

Mark Tuan

Mark doesn't quite meet the ideal height for men (the fact that such a thing exists is just 😔), he falls about 10 centimeters short and has been on the shorter side (by a couple centimeters) in a few friend groups or large gatherings with people.

To make up for his (slight) lack of height Mark has amazing posture (he honestly does have really good posture and I am very jealous of him for it) so people very rarely comment on his height.

Like Jaebum height isn't something he notices most of the time, he does notice y/n's height, only because of a comment made by Jinyoung about y/n's height during an award ceremony they are attending.

He notices y/n is tall, it's hard not to notice really, but he just doesn't bother with it, like who cares if this amazingly handsome man is freakishly tall? Definitely not Mark.

Mark is a confident man, he has no trouble walking up to someone he deems attractive and striking up a conversation but backstage at an award show the whole process of walking up to someone to talk casually or introduce yourself becomes infinitely harder.

Mark doesn't end up talking to y/n that day, it leaves him a little bummed out and disappointed for the rest of the night.

Mark brushes it off and goes about the next few days of filming new years content and vlogs but sometimes he remembers and that he wanted to talk to y/n and is just a little sad.

A week latter he is filming with his members and they don't get back to the dorm till midnight, their manager, who is tasked with getting them food because they haven't eaten since lunch, calls to tell them he is stuck in a traffic jam and he might be an hour before he can get them the much desired food.

Among a cacophony of groaning and whining Mark, being the kind man he is, volunteers to go down the street to a convenience store to grab snacks and small sandwiches to tide everyone over.

As Mark walks out of the convenience store and into the dark street he collides into the back of a very tall male human being.

Mark wastes no time bowing down to apologies hitching his face mask just a little higher to avoid recognition.

When he rises again he comes face to face (more chest to face but you get what I mean) with the boy whose smile he has been dreaming about for the last week.

"I am so sorry I didn't mean to bump into you, I wasn't watching my way." y/n has his mask pulled down to his chin so Mark can see the blush adorning his cheeks.

Mark is gaping like a fish trying to remember how he is supposed to talk, "You're y/n...."

Mark can feel a blush creeping up his neck and his ears turning hot as he attempts to stutter out a sentences that doesn't make him sound like and idiot.

"Uhh.... I mean, I'm Mark.... from, like GOT7."

Realization dawns on y/n's face and the younger is immediately bowing 90 degrees and apologizing for being disrespectful.

Mark rushes to tell him it's okay and tell him that there is no need for honorifics.

Turns out they're heading the same way so they end up walking together, Mark laughs a lot during their conversation and y/n blushes a lot.

They exchange numbers before they split up and that is how they end up texting basically everyday.

They don't get to meet up at all because they're both very busy but after award show season their schedules are freer and they have more time so they go out together and it is then that Mark begins noticing y/n's height.

At first y/n's height is nothing of importance to Mark, he has developed his relationship with y/n on a very emotional level and not physical level so y/n's physical apperance doesn't matter much to Mark.

But he'll notice y/n hunching his shoulders when they walk together sometimes or frowning a little when he reads a comment or someone points his height out.

Mark doesn't say anything at first, he doesn't want to make y/n uncomfortable at all so he comes up with subtle ways to tell him that he likes how tall y/n is.

For example when their sitting together Mark will put his head on y/n's shoulder and make a small comment about how their heights work out perfectly together.

If he sees a couple in a drama with a height difference he'll point out how cute the height difference is making a vague comment about how that resembels them.

Sometimes Mark will massage y/n's shoulders when he notices their hunched in y/n's attempts to look a little shorter.

Mark glares at people when they bring up y/n's height and the other becomes obviously uncomfortable.

He is just over all very supportive and caring but very subtle with his support and attempts to help.

And when the day comes that y/n makes a positive comment about his own height or he won't hunch his shoulders while their walking together Mark will just beam up at him and make a joke about how his good posture has rubbed off on y/n.

A very wholesome couple, Mark silently reassures y/n that his height is amazing and y/n always gets snacks off the highest shelf for Mark.

Lim Jaebum(JB)

(Sorry this turned out a little short but I just felt like everything I wanted to express was expressed better in this short list of points than a whole scenario like I normally do)

Jaebum is tall, Yugyeom only has an inch and half on him and he's the second tallest in the group.

He has never really paid attention to height, it just never truly mattered to him how tall he was (he refuses to acknowledge the slight fear he had during 7th grade when most of his friends had grown like a foot and he didn't but thank god for delayed growth spurts).

He doesn't care about people's height, like he just doesn't think about it.

Of course when he started dating y/n he noticed the other was extremely tall, between people commenting on it and just his own observations he could tell y/n was close to 6'5".

Did he ever ask about y/n's height? No, because quite frankly he doesn't care.

Whether y/n had been taller or shorter it wouldn't have really changed their dynamic together at all.

Height just isn't a determining factor in their relationship and Jaebum makes it a point to shut down (obnoxious) people who find it necessary to comment on their height difference or just y/n's height in general.

Besides sometimes y/n's height comes in really useful, like some day's Jaebum just doesn't want to climb up on a chair to dust over the counters and y/n can just complete the task without needing to get on a chair. It is a mutually beneficial relationship, Jaebum now has dust-less counters and y/n got some exercise out of the experience.

Just because Jaebum doesn't care about someone's height doesn't mean other people don't and Jaebum is fully aware of that.

Being the leader of his group Jaebum has heard both Yugyeom's worries about being too tall and Jackson's worries about not being tall enough so he has (a little) experience with trying to reassure people over height insecurities.

He doesn't really notice his boyfriends insecurity (if he has any), he notices that sometimes when he stands next to y/n, the other hunches his shoulders and back to appear shorter.

Other times y/n will look dejected if someone tells him he's too tall.

Usually just a reassuring hug does the trick, just a reminder from Jaebum to y/n that Jaebum himself doesn't care, what other people say doesn't matter, straighten your back and let the short people be jealous.

Jaebum is the only person in the world who can convey all that with a simple hug but that is a story for another day.

Kim Yugyeom

Yugyeom is the tallest member in the his group and he’s struggled with comments about his height and feeling a little out of place because he is taller than his members.

Being the youngest in the group makes the fact that he towers over the other members a little hard as well, he feels awkward when it comes to affection and being babied or pampered because he is just taller than the older members and even though he appreciates all the attention he feels like he doesn't quite deserve it.

Now having a taller boyfriend is one of the best things Yugyeom could have ever asked for.

Of course height isn’t the deciding factor in the relationship and Yugyeom loves  his boyfriend for lots of reasons  other than the fact that he is taller, but, the height difference is definitely a plus in Yugyeom’s opinion.

Basically Yugyeom loves having someone taller than him to baby him because he feels less like an impostor when the personal is physically taller than him.

He loves being hugged tightly and being the little spoon and being held against a chest and he likes y/n’s chin resting on his head.

Yugyeom loves feeling smaller than someone.

Like he just likes the idea of someone who can physically take care of him and protect him especially since he doesn’t get to experience that often, all his members try really hard though and he appreciates their effort.

He loves it when his boyfriend rests his chin on his shoulder or head and wraps his arms around him and pulls him into his chest.

Having been criticized for his height before as well he also recognizes when his boyfriend is struggling with being comfortable with his height especially when other people won’t stop bringing it up.

In these situations it's Yugyeom to the rescue, he just reassures y/n that all is good, comforts him or massages his shoulders to try and get him to silently relax and unhunch his shoulders.

The same applies for Yugyeom, on days when there seems to be more comments about his physical apperance y/n will notice the slight discomfort in the way he walks and the way he tries to make himself look shorter and step up to reassure him that it doesn't matter.

"Being tall is a huge advantage, people who don't like your height are just jealous they can't reach the top shelves at a store." "Yeah, true, Jackson hyung gets angry over that sometimes." Yugyeom replies with a smile.

"See, your height is amazing, not only can you reach all the top shelves but your still short enough for me to use you as a head rest."

Yugyeom pouts and shoves the other man away from, "Hey, not my fault you stopped drinking milk and lost those 5 inches on me."

Even both Yugyeom and y/n sometimes have trouble being the tallest people in a room they learn to come to terms and appreciate their heights and help each other feel comfortable in situations that were previously uncomfortable.

Yugyeom has the added benefit of being able to laugh whenever y/n hits his head against a particularly low hanging lamp or short door frame.

[defdreamz]

lace. mark tuan.

authors note. if you like my fics, then please rb them w nice words, or even send an ask! it’ll make me happy if you could validate my work <3 tysm for reading !!

authors note x2. should i make a tag list? if so who would like to be on it?

word count. 292

content. sub!mark, dom!reader, gn!reader, suggestive, hair pulling, reader calls mark ‘bunny’, mark is wearing a lacy apron, praise, minor degrading, and more.

summary. you find out that mark likes having his hair pulled.

mark surpresses a yelp as you push him against the counter; skin to skin, and face to face. his eyes stared at yours, twinkling within the light in eager anticipation.

you have him trapped, unable to go anywhere as he’s caged between your arms. it’s not like he’s want to, anyway. he loves being completely at your mercy.

“you look cute in this apron, mark,” you start, allowing a hand to drop down to his mid thigh and using a finger to tease the edges of the laced apron. “don’t you agree?” you ask, prying your eyes away from where the apron stops and his milky thighs are exposed to look at him, awaiting an answer.

he doesn’t give you one. instead, pushes himself into you, attempting to gain pleasure from the simple action. the same hand that teased his mid thigh was now laced within his hair, tugging it and pulling it back so he could look at you. a moan escapes those pretty lips of his before you could scold him for not giving you an answer.

your complaint dies down in your throat, long forgotten at your new revelation. his cheeks burn, but he can’t find it in himself to sputter out random apologies. he’s not ashamed by it; not by a long shot.

“oh? does bunny have something he’d like to admit?” you ask, giving an experimental pull of his hair once more. he whines unabashedly, and you can feel his cock twitch as it’s pressed against your thigh. “harder, w-want you to pull harder.” he chokes out, eyes soaking with tears of need and want.

“slutty bunny.” you mutter teasing before tugging harder and watching as he moans louder than before and encouraging you to ravish him.

[7ungmo]

got7 reactions

request: got7 reacting to their s/o (they/them) making their own clothes

jaebeom

"can you teach me?" was the first question that flew out of jaebeom's mouth after you told him you made your own clothes. "i think that it would be a great way to spend time together, you know?" he shot you a smile and you melted into the ground.

mark

mark played with the end of your turtleneck, his long fingers brushing up on your cold torso. "where do you get these clothes?"

you looked down, now a little insecure about your artistic choices. "i- i- i make them. why? you don't like them?" mark shook his head immediately, furrowing his eyebrows.

it was like a lightbulb went off in his head. "oh god no! i wanted to match with you! but.... do you think you could make a couple more pieces for my clothing line?"

jinyoung

"so what im hearing is that you could be my personal stylist?" a smile tugged at his lips when your face expressed five different emotions at once. "i'm kidding! only if you want, you know. maybe i'll just steal your clothes so you're forced to make more."

"ahh, youre so evil~"

youngjae

"you should start your own clothing line!" now that youngjae knew you made your own clothes and designs, he was your number one hype man. "i'll buy you better equipment and help you with the legal aspect of having a business... which is also fun!"

"how about i just make you and me cool clothes so we can be styling?" youngjae nodded, knowing you were content with just you two sporting your designs.

bambam

"are you kidding! is there anything you can't do? how did i get so lucky!" bambam shook your arm excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.

"you're going to break my arm and then i won't be able to make any clothes." he immediately stopped, cackling a little.

"well, we wouldn't want that."

yugyeom

yugyeom likes to shop for most of his clothes online. he likes to support small business on depop, especially yours. obviously he doesn't use his name and address so it takes both of you a while to connect the dots but when you do-

"you make these clothes?" you nodded quickly, unable to believe that your most loyal customer was your own boyfriend. "how haven't you blown up? please let me promote you, this is so cool! you never told me you made your own clothes!"

[smileyjaeminies]

Drive

Synopsis: In a drive to his parents’ home, Mark’s thoughts are, as always, plagued by you.

Word Count: ~900

Genre: boyfriend au!, meet the parents au!,

Warnings: none

Member: Mark

A/N: This work is dedicated to one of the most important people in my life. I adore you little one. I’m with you ‘till the end of the line, until our small Parisian apartment is before us. Sorry this wasn’t exactly what you wanted. I… took some creative liberties.

This work is based on Twenty One Pilot’s ‘Tear in my heart’ and PVRIS’s ‘Stay Gold’, please listen while you read!

   Mark cursed loudly under his breath as the car moved abruptly, hitting yet another bump in the road. He moved uncomfortably in his seat, shooting frantic glances to where you lay when he could spare them, the road ahead taking up much of his attention. Who the hell made these roads anyway? Where on earth did his taxpayers money go? They are so bumpy they might as well have been dirt roads.

   Mark cursed again in his mind, cursing anyone he could hold responsible with artistry. His eyes found your sleeping form again and his heart settled inside his chest. You needed sleep right now and he was set on giving it to you.

   He was speeding down the highway, the radio shut off to allow you to sleep, his thoughts his only company. Not that he minded. Mark was someone who liked being on his own, even more, he needed to stay alone sometimes to recharge. The time in the car would serve as a supreme opportunity as he lazily drove, speeding up, passing by other cars or trucks, then slowing back down, cruising through the highway. 

   His mind replayed your conversation last night, where you had assured him that it was better this way. You were adamant that you needed to finish this last assignment for your mind to be at ease and focus on your trip. You always managed to convince him, and last night was no exception. Doubts still clogged his mind as he lay down, your side of the bed empty. Still, sleep came to him easily and he slept soundly, waking up only when you shuffled inside the covers in an unknown time in the night.

   Mere hours later, you were up again, filing in Mark’s car and on the way to meet his parents. The thought made Mark scoff. When did you come this far? At the beginning, he couldn’t even imagine that you two could be more than mere acquaintances. You were two worlds colliding, two ends of a spectrum, one miles away from the other. He was sure you’d be something fleeting, someone that came and went in his life and that was okay.

   Until it wasn’t. Until the hurt inside his heart could only be silenced by you, the running thoughts in his head coming to a full stop every time your eyes met his. It wasn’t until all his past lovers were but a mere memory, miles and miles away from him and still unable to hurt him that he knew.

   No fleeting summer breeze for you and Mark. No. You were supposed to stay. 

   Mark looked at you again, allowing his eyes to linger and take in the features he knew oh so well. Your eyes were closed, yet his mind’s eye was looking at them dead on, finding the glint of determination that made his heart miss beats. Your hair was framing your face, messy from hours of sleep and yet Mark wanted nothing more than to run his hands through them. Your hands were curled up in your chest, clutching at the seatbelt that was keeping you in place. Mark remembered how it felt to hold them, play with your fingers, kiss them, have them hold him, brush tears away from his face.

   You were wrapped in your ‘blanket’ as you liked to call it, a colorful scarf your grandma had made you for times like this. The weather was okay, no rain or snow yet, but the cold had started to settle, the wind picking up more and more each night. Mark enjoyed this kind of weather, enjoyed gearing up with layers of clothing and having more than one excuse to hold your hand in his pocket.

   His attention was fully on the road now, but his thoughts were still surrounded by you. Always you. Even if you didn’t need protection, that much you’ve made very clear, Mark couldn’t help but want to keep you safe. He even wished he could keep you in this car, have this quiet moment last forever.

   You were so precious to him, more than words could ever express. You were his home away from home, his anchor, the person who could play with the strings of his heart, as effortlessly as he strummed his guitar. He never knew he could commit to a person so fully, give enough of himself and yet feel as whole as ever.

   He avoided another bump on the road, sighing deeply. All he ever wanted was in this car with him. What more could he ever ask for?

   He heard you shuffling next to him, a low groan leaving your lips as his eyes fell on yours.

   “Hey” you mumbled, your eyes fluttering closed once again.

   “Hi” he answered, keeping his voice low.

   “How much did I sleep?” you asked, peeling your eyes open.

   “A couple of hours. Maybe three? We still have about an hour to go” he told you.

   “You were just sitting here all alone for almost four hours?” you asked him.

   “I mean, I was driving… It’s no big deal” he said.

   “Sorry I couldn’t keep you company” you apologised.

   You reached for his hand, peeling it off the steering wheel and entwining your fingers with his. You placed small kisses on each of his knuckles and Mark felt the smile grow on his face.

   “You okay?” he asked.

   “I’m with you” was your answer.

   Simple. And yet, it told him everything he needed to know. Mark squeezed at your hand, while you were looking out of the window.

   “It’ll be alright, right?” you asked, fear colouring your voice.

   “Of course it will. I love you, so they are going to love you too.” Mark answered with certainty.

   “I love you too.” you said, smiling.

   Mark beamed. It was going to be alright.

[bearseokie]

kinky (M)

— Meeting an inducing man at the club, Mark puts an offer on the table you can’t refuse - an experience you can only benefit from.

pairing: fuckboy! mark tuan x gender-neutral! reader genre: smut word count: 1.1k [warnings]: temptation/seduction, biting, cursing, oral (reader receiving), praising, edging, dom/sub tones, dirty talking

got7 m.list | navi.

His tongue trailed across your skin, a hiss from the man you had only met two hours prior making you shiver with anticipation. “Open yourself up. There’s so much you haven’t done yet, wouldn’t you want to try it?”

Mark had sweet talked you into understanding that sex is meant to be an experience and not just a physical activity, the man’s outrageously encouraging voice leading you home to his apartment with glistening eyes and a smirk on his lips.

Zero intoxication although you met at a club had completely befuddled you, the man’s entire entrancement on you and yourself alone. He wasn’t some creep, he kept a distance from you the entire time — but his eyes told you stories you wanted to feel, make real, indulge in. The tone in his voice drove you wild, the slightest touch to his leg as you tempted his imagery full force. “If you’re so curious about my sex life, why don’t you let me show you what I know?”

“Why don’t we spin this around?” His eyes were almost cold in the way they looked over your form, mentions of the vanilla sex you had become accustomed to almost boring him to sleep. “Allow me-” A vague click of his tongue had you reeling for his touch, the man’s distant hands merely clenching in the imagination that they were already feeling your skin. “-to enlighten you on what I know, instead.”

A proposition you would have never agreed to had you met him on any other occasion, you found yourself chained by cuffs to his bedpost, a tie tied around your head to cover your eyes, and Mark’s mouth between your thighs before you could even question what exactly you had gotten yourself into.

“Do you naturally tie up those who impulse you?” The question begged for him to be more open with what he was doing outside of your blindfold, a light lick at your center causing you to gasp.

His laughter was almost dark, the man had you where he wanted you. “No, actually-” Voice like a frat boy, you could tell he was only in on all of this for the fun. His lingering tongue poked at you in the middle of his sentence for emphasis on how much control he had over you in the moment, your moan buried by a bite at your lip. “-I usually just ask for them to come upstairs and they eventually do. Then we get down to business; I cum, they cum, and we separate into our own, different worlds once more in the hopes that we never cross paths again.

Your chuckle was swallowed by the moan as his tongue took over you, the wet muscle running patterns against you that had your eyes clenching shut and voice cracking when you attempted to speak. “S-So what makes me so different?”

“You asked for this.” His tongue fell deep against you, his name rolling off of your tongue like a sin. The metal around your wrists were enough to contain the fighting limbs, but your thighs around his head nearly choked him as the man inhaled a deep breath and continued to work at your body. “And I think you’re enjoying it more than you want to admit.”

“I’ve told you this a-already~” your voice sang, his mouth doing things to you that even those you dated didn’t think of acting out. “I’m new at this.”

“And you’re doing so well.” His tongue swiveled at the end of his sentence, the sparkles in your eyes from the first moment at the club continuing to cling to your sight as your eyes were shut again under the blindfold. He was lifting you higher and higher, your orgasm intact — but just as your senses told you, Mark wasn’t so simple to please. The man pulled from you, your legs kicking at his side. Hands clenching at your knees, he pressed them down into the soft mattress. Wearing the widest grin ever to be on someone’s face, the smile was completely overtaking his mouth. Soaring from your cries of his name and battered growls from your throat — it was another layer he got to help you experience, edging never on your menu until now.

“Oh, come on!” You cried out, eyes peeling open when his fingers lifted the blindfold. Finally allowed to see his cheeky grin, he sat up from the middle of your legs with his hair a wreck from running his own fingers through the locks.

“You didn't do that yet.”

A tease, the man was dragging out the process on purpose. His eyes captured your gaze as he lifted his upper body to align with your own. Hand separating your sweating back from his mattress, he curved your spine forward, torso pressed against his as you panted to catch your breath. His other hand brushed against your temple to glide the tie off your skull, the tight fabric making your head throb, your skin coated with sweat as your body pried for an orgasm to hit.

“See-” he began, another one of his bachelor speeches. “-the reason you’ve never been pleased like this, how I can please you-”

“Is because you didn’t let me finish, you bastard.”

His eyes were stern, thumb pressing into the bottom of your jawline to bring your chin up. Your teeth clenched down onto your tongue, a pleased look finally filling his gaze. “Don’t speak when I’m talking.” he gritted lightly.

His form was heavy over your own, his cock throbbing against your waist as you hissed at his power and became content with whatever he was sharing. His words were only meant to be a lesson, your mind intaking everything he spoke — but that didn’t mean you had to wear a focused face to gain anything from him. This he knew, pressing his thigh against you to replace where his mouth left off, the teetering of his limb bringing shocks through your body as you fought the restraints to hold onto him.

“The reason you’ve never been pleasured like I can pleasure you is because those that think sex is only meant to be intimate have the wrong idea. Intimacy means trust, and trust is usually paired with a situation that’s potentially threatening, correct?” You nodded in time to watch Mark’s bottom lip sink between his teeth. So focused, so drowned by your body underneath him; he had prepared you without you acknowledging his game plan. “You have to do foreplay first, so why skip the trust exercise?” You could see the cogs turning in his brain, Mark’s eyes flashing with arousal as his mouth watered. “What’s your pain level, baby?”

[btsxmalereaders]

Masterlist and Guidelines

Last update: July 6th, 2024

Notes: I will update this often (most likely on weekends). | This masterlist doesn’t have all the groups / soloists I write for, so you can ask if I write for the artist you want*.

Here you will find my works and, if you request anything, you can find it on the ‘Up Next’ section so you know for sure I received your request. Also, you can know which requests I’m taking at the moment.

If within a week your request is not here, please send it again! 

Please do not repost, plagiarize, translate or use my works. 

Fluff: [♡]

Angst: [✿]

Male Reader: [☆]

Gender Neutral Reader: [✧]

[N/A]: I will add more categories as I open more slots for requests and / or I post original stories.

Kim Namjoon

Love is nothing stronger. [♡] [☆] 

The Bet.   [♡] [✧]

Hold me Tight.  [♡] [☆]

Kim Seokjin

Nothing to see here... yet

Min Yoongi

Proposal.  [♡] [☆]

♡ Valentine's Special #1. [♡] [☆]

Jung Hoseok

Jealousy.  [smut] [☆]

Park Jimin

Affection.  [♡] [☆]

Impatient.  [smut] [☆]

Kim Taehyung

Untitled. [smut] [☆]

Jeon Jungkook

Paper Hearts. [♡] [✧]

♡ Valentine's Special #1 [♡] [☆]

OT7

Nothing to see here... yet.

Bang Chan

In good hands [♡] [☆]

Truth or Dare [♡] [☆]

Grow Up [♡] [☆]

Untitled.  [♡] [☆]

Even in zero gravity, I would still fall for you! [♡][☆]

I know you always stay. [♡] [☆]

can we stay a while and listen for heaven? [♡][☆]

Lee Minho 

♡ Valentine's Special #1 [♡] [☆]

Play Date [♡] [☆]

When it rains in your heart, I'll take you with me [♡][☆]

Break my heart myself. [♡] [✿]

Seo Changbin

Zero O’Clock  [♡] [☆]

Baby, it's cold outside. [✧] [♡]

♡ Valentine's Special #1 [♡] [☆]

Hwang Hyunjin

Meant To Be [♡] [☆]

Han Jisung

Nothing to see here... yet.

Lee Felix

Nothing to see here... yet.

Kim Seungmin

the sound of your heart. [✿]

Yang Jeongin

'Cause I like you. [♡] [☆]

OT8

Reaction to having the same birthday as their s/o. | hyung line | maknae line [♡] [✧]

Reaction to their oblivious boyfriend being flirted with. | hyung line | maknae line [♡] [☆]

3racha reaction to: their idol s/o using a beat they gave them for their new comeback. [♡][✧]

Im Jaebeom

1:31 AM. [✿] [☆]

Mark Tuan

Nothing to see here... yet.

Jackson Wang

LMLY.[✿] [☆]

Park Jinyoung

Nothing to see here... yet.

Choi Youngjae

Nothing to see here... yet.

Kunpimook Bhuwakul

Nothing to see here... yet.

Kim Yugyeom

♡ Valentine's Special #1 [✧] [♡]

OT7

Nothing to see here... yet.

I’m not very strict about this, but there are some things that I do NOT write:

🚫 NSFW 

🚫 Underage

🚫 Female reader

🚫 Incest

🚫 Serious medical conditions I’m not familiar with

🚫 Yandere

🚫 Hybrid

🚫 Magical, Historical AUs — except Harry Potter.

🚫 Basically any thing I don’t feel comfortable writing. I’ll let you know if you request something I don’t like.

However, I do write:

✅ Angst

✅ Fluff

✅ Poly

✅Reactions

✅One Shots

✅ Texts

• You can ask what would you want to read in the request, specific reactions, dialogues, etc. It’s up to you! 

Requests for Reactions/Scenarios: Closed

Requests for One Shots: Open

Requests for Pride: OPEN

BTS:

Namjoon, drabble from prompt list #87

Jungkook, drabble from prompt list #61

Reaction to: army wanting the members to break up with reader.

Yoongi fluffy / angst -long distance relationship.

Stray Kids:

Reaction to their idol s/o dyes their hair a primary color for their comeback.

Reaction to s/o having a cynical humor.

Changbin x tattooed bf

Reaction to having a tall/tattooed boyfriend.

Poly chanlix with aussie/british boyfriend.

Reaction to s/o moaning.

Reaction to having a talented s/o but them not being self confident.

Bang Chan - Future AU

GOT7

Jaebeom using reader's clothes

[got-svt]

hi! welcome to cafe amore!

we are: closed for now orders sent in while closed will be deleted, sorry ! we will be opening again soon, so stay tuned for updates <3

from ren: i've always wanted to do something request based here on my blog partly because i crave human interaction. recently, i just hit 200 followers (thank you!) and what better way to celebrate that than beginning this:) i know a cafe concept isn’t the most original but i think that’s it’s v cute okay ;-; this was also almost named cafe amore-n bec i like puns asdfghjkl anyways, below is everything you need to know about ordering (requesting) !

please keep in mind that i write for the following groups: - seventeen - got7 - nct (all units) - day6

request through my ask box and include in your order: - member - drink/dessert(s) of your choice (feel free to mix and match, max 4 items though) - you can also include your preferred sweetness level + order size + any other details you’d like to add :)

i usually keep my written imagines gender neutral, but if you prefer it to be f!reader, then just say so:)

sample orders !

— hi! can I get a medium cappuccino and a brownie with jackson?

— mingyu: green tea + red velvet + 50% sweetness

— large mocha latte, oatmeal raisin cookie, and a lemon bar at 75% sweetness with taeyong

— macchiato, matcha latte, and gingerbread w/ young k?

tasting menu ! new to my blog? here’s a few of my works so you can get a feel for my writing style :)

— it could’ve been you, park jinyoung x reader (wc: 2076)

— brontide, young k x reader (wc: 668)

— first love, vernon chwe x reader (wc: 2777)

— foudroyant, jung jaehyun x reader (wc: 668)

serving time !

— this depends on order size (longer works would understandably take a longer time) + how busy i am with uni work + the volume of orders (i write them on a first come, first served basis), but rest assured that if you requested something, it will eventually get to you :)

pending orders ! ordered something but unsure if I received it? then check over here for the orders in progress <3

—  haechan: large mocha latte, 75 % sweetness + oatmeal raisin + lemon bar —  mark tuan: medium caramel latte + banana bread —  chan: large mocha latte, 75 % sweetness + caffe mocha + brownie + red velvet —  mark tuan: large vienna coffee, 100 % sweetness + cheesecake + blondie —  yugyeom: large hot chocolate, 100 % sweetness + banana bread + strawberry shortcake —  bambam: large caramel latte + oatmeal raisin + banana bread + carrot cake

completed orders ! go here to find all the stories i've written for ca <33

cafe tags !

#got-svt ca — all posts relating to the cafe #ca order update — general announcements, including when the cafe will be opened or closed #ca completed order — all finished works #ca order receipt — used in request asks

— thank you for visiting cafe amore ! 

[beyoncesdragon]

Title: GOT7 and how I would sort them into Hogwarts houses

1/7

⎣MARK TUAN⎤ 

❀ pairing: mark tuan x reader 

❀ genre: fluff

❀ warnings: some swearing?

❀  I just wanted to do this and @rinzyk​ said she would read it, thank you this is for u too💚 I’m very insecure abt how this looks so far, I might change everything later oke

Masterlist | GOT7 Masterlist

⋆٭Slytherin٭⋆

Okokok before you come for me, let me explain.

- Mark is a Slytherin but a very soft one

- Like the one social butterfly-slytherin

- He has friends from all across the houses and it doesn’t really matter to him if you’re Hufflepuff, Gryffindor or whatever, he’d still treat you the same

- Polite Boi

- Not really into flying but an ace in potions

- Really good observer and learns through watching from the sidelines and then executing everything with sheer elegance

- AMBITIOUS!

- Like this man can rap and speak in various languages and that takes time and brains (which was why I debated over sorting him into Ravenclaw)

- Bit of a sleepy head at times but you wouldn’t catch him running late (other than Jackson...ahem)

- Doesn’t like being the center of attention all the time, rather watches from a safe distance

- Very popular

- And I mean popular everywhere not only Slytherin

- So yeah, you don’t wanna make him angry

- So yeah, you don’t wanna make him angry

- So yeah, you don’t wanna make him angry

- He doesn’t lose his temper often but if he does, you better switch school

- Sometimes he’s loud. But that’s often when he is around Bambam because Bambam is “loud” personified

- Not the mom-friend but defo the one that brings balance to the group

- Did I mention that he’s polite

- Will open doors for you per spell cuz he is a bit cocky like that

- If you happen to date him? Let me tell you about your blessings:

- The man is ambitious we already had that, however it also applies on relationships

- (Yes also in the bedroom, there too)

- But also he is so soft

- So very gentle

- Will date you no matter what, goes against the stereotype that Slytherins must date Slytherins on purpose if he has to

- Lives for cuddles.

- Means that if that means he has to sneak you into the slytherin common room to cuddle with you in peace, he will

- Cuddle-studying with Mark!1!1!1

- He’ll have you leaned against his chest on one of the couches, Book resting on your belly and his head on yours or resting in the crook of your neck (iM sOFT)

- Sometimes you fall asleep like that and he just sits there and waits for you to wake up because he doesn’t want to wake you

- Probably reads a few chapters more than necessary to pass time

- And other Slytherins would just accept that

- No questions asked

- Bambam would probably say something though

- Or poke fun at you two

- But there were no ill intentions behind his teasing

- But sometimes this boy wouldn’t get the hint okay

- So Mark would have to subtly point his wand at the younger and off he went

- Until you would wake up he would glare at anyone being somewhat noisy

- Scary Mork™️

- But only sometimes

- He would wake you up for dinner though

- And he would carry you too if you asked because really is that boyfriend.

— ✩ thank u for reading ✩ —

If you’re interested, full slytherin!mark aesthetic here! 

[vanillaknj]

birthday party — mark tuan

includes — just fluff, mark gets emotional, jackson being jackson, jinyoung being jinyoung, gn!reader, etc.

a/n — ah, i’ve been an ahgase for 105 days, and i can only hope there will me many more days to come. got7 is talented and have a vibe unlike no other. happy birthday to the mark-nae of got7, mark tuan.

a/n — please excuse all spelling mistakes!

11:52 PM

“y/nnnnnnnnnn,” mark whines from behind you while you tug him along. “where are you taking me?” he asked, still being whiny.

he had a blindfold secured over his eyes so he couldn’t see anything, and he had no idea where you could be taking him, especially at this hour.

“my birthday isn’t even until tomorrow.” he whines again, and you can practically hear the pout in his voice as you drag him along.

“just a bit more, markie.” you promise, taking him around a curve.

you pull mark down the small slope of his driveway, and towards your door. he’s no longer whining about the walk and is going along with it.

“we’re here mark!” you whisper excitedly, and you glance at your watch to see the clock strike 12 the moment you push open your door.

you untie his blindfold, and as his eyes are adjusting to the lights, the rest of got7 jump out from their hiding places, and yell, “surprise!”

mark is stunned and his jaw is absolutely dropped as he scans the room. from the glimmer of his eyes in the light, you can tell that he’s appreciative and a bit emotional.

“guys…” his voice cracks, and his eyes water. “don’t tell me he’s gonna cry.” jinyoung teases with a small smile, but is the first to walk over and engulf mark in a tight hug. the rest follow and you join, giving mark a tight group hug filled with smiles and love.

everyone pulls away and mark is red faced as he wipes his tears. “c’mon mark! the cake is gonna get cold!” jackson exclaims, quickly pulling out two chairs at a table for you and mark to sit at.

mark smiles and is presented with a cake, decorated in frosting and sprinkles. his presents are behind it, stacked neatly.

jaebeom is the one to light the candles, (partly because he doesn’t trust the rest of his children with matches and fire.) and mark looks around him at the happy faces, and he’s extremely happy too as he’s surrounded with his friends and s/o for his birthday.

his hand finds yours under the table and he gives it a squeeze and you rub your thumb over his knuckles. “make a wish, baby.” you whisper, and the rest of got7 nods. he looks around one last time, closes his eyes and blows out his candles, wishing that this moment could last forever.

[tuanstars]

hii could i please get headcanons for mark and his partner that has an anxiety disorder? like how he reacts in certain situations. some details: his partner has gray hairs bc they're anxious all the time, (if these last two aren't triggering) they have panic attacks, and skin pick as a nervous habit. idk if this is relevant but his partner uses they/them and is transmasc nb please! hope this is okay and thank you, -mygay anon 💕

Mark With A Partner With An Anxiety Disorder

— okie!! gonna start all my headcannons off the same, so,

— mark loves you with his entire, heart, chest, and being and literally n o t h i n g can change that.

— he thought your gray hairs were cool!! he likes them because it makes you different from everyone else.

— if he notices your skin-picking habit, he’d hold your hand to get you to stop

— he wouldn’t even say anything, he’d just grab your hand when he notices and squeez it a bit.

— if you’re in public or in front of the members, he’d do the same, so that the members would think it was just another sign or random affection

— mark hates it when you have panic attacks, though.

— if you have one in public, he’ll take you away from the space that caused it and sit you down somewhere random

— if you were crying, he’s gonna kiss your entire face until you stop

— and to try and take your mind off it, he’d try and make you laugh

— “hey, baby, i’m here! i’m not leaving.” “remember when we pranked jackson with that cereal box? hm?” “oh, wait, remember when the stylists had we wear that god awful outfit, and you laughed so hard?”

— “okay, um, here, count the stripes on my shirt! i know you said you liked when i wore stripes.”

— “tell me what’s your favorite color and why, then tell me what’s your favorite song and why.”

— when he’d successfully got you to calm down, he’d pull you into a giant hug and whisper how much he loved you over and over again.

— if it’s your first ever panic attack in front of him, he’d lowkey panic.

— “baby? baby?! what’s wrong??”

— he’d sit with you, and do his best to help you through it.

— “oh, um.... remember the day we met and i spilled my drink all over you? remember how mad you got at me?” he smiled.

— “oh! when i told you i loved you for the first time!! you were so happy and you smiled at me for a week straight!!”

— once you successfully got through your panic attack, you’d be apologizing a lot, and he’d just look at you in awe and say

— “no, i refuse to let you apologize!! you are now the strongest person i know!!” and wipe the tears off your face.

— all in all, mark would love you with his entire chest, being, and heart. he hates to see you in pain or in a situation where he couldn’t protect you, but he did his best to help you through your panic attacks because he loves you so much. he thinks your gray hairs are cool!! and uses your skin picking habit as an excuse to hold you hand even more than normal :)

[prince-tuan]

Wonderland - Mark Tuan

song.

Mark watched as the sky turned from the heavenly colors of sunset to that of the lonely night. He missed everything that used to be here. You, you were always at home. Trying to convince yourself that it would all be okay, and it was going to be. Mark swore on it, tears in his eyes as you let out all your stresses and worries to him. You explained it as Wonderland. It was a dream, with luxuries that you could never imagine. Happiness. Friends. It all felt like a blissful land, of bright colors and odd talking animals. Instead of Alice, you felt like the Cheshire Cat. His grin, full of lies and heartbreak.  Tonight was different, you got out of the house. Watching the colors change, your head resting on Mark’s shoulder. It was okay. This was real. Not a ballet or a wonderland.

[straya-kids]

24 Hours by Shawn Mendes with GOT7 Mark

Thank you for the request! This was such a cute song choice! I hope you enjoy!

pairing: mark tuan x gn!reader (i mention being milo’s mom but other than that, all gender neutral) genre: extreme fluff word count: 489 warnings: brief mentions of nervousness/anxiety

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“What do you think?”

The question caught you off guard as you stood in the entryway of your boyfriend’s apartment. What did you think of what? You glanced around, seeing the familiar sight of your boyfriend’s belongings and furniture. You were there more often than you were at your own apartment.

Maybe he changed something? Taking a closer look, you couldn’t find anything that was any different from the last time you were there. You looked back to your lovely boyfriend, Mark, who was sporting a rather nervous expression.

“I’m sorry, love, I’m confused. What do I think of what?” You asked. Mark shifted his weight, wringing his hands as he bit his lip.

“What do you think of the apartment?” He asked.

Now you were even more confused. He’d been living in the same apartment for the entire year you’d been together. The only thing that had changed in that year was that he had adopted Milo.

“It’s... your apartment? It’s nice. I spend a lot of time here.” You replied, unsure of what kind of answer he wanted.

“What would you think—“ Mark stopped himself as if gathering up the courage to finish the question. “What would you think about moving in here? With me?”

His offer definitely hit you by surprise. Though, it wasn’t a completely ludicrous request. You spent at least four nights there a week. He’d cleared out a drawer and part of the closet for you over six months ago. You were even known as Milo’s mom.

“I mean, I would love to get us an actual house, but that’s unrealistic right now. I thought that maybe we can make this a home. Our home. Am I rushing things? It’s too soon, isn’t it? I’m sorry, y/n, I just—“

You stepped closer to Mark, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck as you looked up at him. He returned your gaze, and you could tell by the look on his face that he was unsure of your answer.

“Mark, I would love to move in with you.” A look of relief washed over Mark’s features as he wrapped his arms around your waist, swaying you slowly as if you were slow dancing.

“I’m so relieved. And excited. And so is Milo. I can’t wait to come home to you every night and hold you in my arms as we fall asleep.” You rested your forehead against his, smiling softly at his words.

“And one day, we’ll get married. We can have whatever kind of wedding you want. I just know that I need you in my life forever. I love you so much.” Mark brushed his lips against yours in a delicate but passionate kiss as he continued to dance with you.

“That all sounds amazing. I love you too, Mark.” You captured his lips once more, smiling against his lips as you thought of your future together with the love of your life.