Marktuan (1,409 marktuan fanfics)
Basically, a story about 7 guys and 6 girls living under the same roof. Love. Friendship. Laugh. Tears. Family. It's more than a house. It's their home.
He popped the question. You said yes. Hooray! You're engaged! But wait, life aren’t as sweet as you thought it would be after you said yes to him. Say hello to your past whom decided to make their comeback one by one, on such unexpected time. Great.
Jaebum's world has always been soundless and quiet, while Mark is thirsty for blood.
Once there was a girl who was so busy and preoccupied with life that she didn’t notice something happening. Her parents were at it again, trying to control her life.
Everyone always picks on him. He’s scrawny, and always wears faint second-handed clothes that too big for him. His name is Mark. And I am him now.
"Everything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than the others" Brom, The Child Thief
No matter how strong I am, I am always weak deep inside. No matter how happy I am when I am with you, I feel sad.
Park Jinyoung grew up lavished in wealth and luxury. Never has anyone dared laid a hand on the demanding young master. Mark Tuan grew up far away from his loving family. Never has he ever taken liking to rich spoiled brats.
I guess only time will tell if we're meant for this, right?
Mark struggles in leading a life of an idol and struggles being in love with his straight best friend. He makes the decision of leaving GOT7 and bids farewell to the idol life when he can't take it anymore. He thinks he has left it all behind, but he couldn't be more wrong.
we are all failures - at least t h e b e s t o f u s a r e -j.m. barrie *** a story without faces. only words. understanding. and friendship.
Halcyon [hal-see-uh n] 1. calm; peaceful; tranquil: 2. rich; wealthy; prosperous: 3
In all Mark's life since adopting CoCo, he had never had someone watch her except for himself and that one time with Jinyoung. But now Mark found himself hiring Jinyoung to watch CoCo over any little excuses he could come up with.
"You bribed our son!" Mark roared and Jackson would deny it even while on his deathbed as he took his dying breath that he let out a very unmanly sounding shriek. He had completely forgotten about his husband. His husband who had made strict rules about using PG-rated language while in the presence of their 3-year-old son.