I'm so sorry for not updating. This chapter is not the best but I didn't want to keep you guys waiting for much longer. Anyways enjoy! 

Mark P.O.V.

   I kissed him. Those are the only thoughts that are flying in my head. This is really not like I expected our first kiss to be, I always hoped that he would at least be awake and willing to do it. It enough tho. Just a gentle press of their lips. There is nothing behind it but gentle love. I marvel at his sleeping face, and stay there in his arms for as long as I can before reality makes its way from the window. My feet are heavy as I make my way to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, my eyes search around until they settle somewhere. Rather they settle on someone, more precisely they settle on BamBam. 

   "Hyung, how are you?" Red eyes visible under way too long bangs

   "Fine, slightly sleepy" I want to say I'm so happy I could run around the whole block 20 times, and then reality hits me like a sh*tload of bricks. My happiness was caused by the same boy that caused his happiness. 

   "Well, I think I'll go take a shower before Jinyoung-hyung comes screaming at us" 

      "Yeah" wow way to go Mark. Nice way to make an awkward conversation. I can already feel the guilt train. 

    * time skippy* 

    Turns out I really didn't get much time to feel guilty before we left for dance practice. Jackson is s