The following days Jinyoung was having a hard time at work, because he couldn't stop thinking about Mark. The elder called him every evening after his work since the first call several days ago and they were having a nice short chat, which usually ended when one of them fell asleep. 
Their conversation, deprived of awkward silence, flow naturally and it felt that they really became close. Jinyoung doesn't address to Mark with formalities anymore, the elder insisted on calling him hyung, to which Jinyoung agreed willingly. His mind was clouded with the elder all day, which resulted that he wasn't too productive at work. While he was arranging the books on the shelves smiling to himself and being in totally different world, his boss, a middle aged woman, reprimanded him a few times to get his life together, and get back to work. Sometimes, he also didn't hear when customers asked him for something. He knew it was bad, but he couldn't help it. He was truly in love this time, it was the first time he felt like this. Jinyoung was looking forward to evenings to come every day. Their evening chat was a daily routine for the past few days now and Jinyoung get used to it too easily, wondering how he lived without Mark and his voice lulling him to sleep every night through the phone.

    He was truly relieved when he found out that Mark doesn't have a girlfriend and his worry was pointless. He should've just asked him about it, saving himself from his overthinking mind, but he was scared his worries were true at that time. At the thought of Mark coming to his apartment only to clear the misunderstanding about it and hearing him say that he came because he wanted to see him, Jinyoung couldn't help but giggle to himself, earning a weird looks from his co-workers. Remembering how soft Mark's fingers felt against his hands and how their faces were so close that Jinyoung could easily count Mark's eyelashes made his stomach tighen nervously. 

    Jinyoung didn't meet with him in person since their last meeting in his apartment and he missed him.

    The topic of their close encounter, when they almost kissed were never brought up in their conversations. It was like it never happened. Jinyoung was too shy to ask about it, because what could he say? That he regrets that Mark didn't kiss him? That he regrets that his phone rang? Jinyoung still didn't know what Mark was trying to do back then. Maybe the elder didn't intend to kiss him at all? He wasn't sure if Mark likes him, maybe he only wants to be his friend?

    On the sunny afternoon, Jinyoung, as always, was greeted by Dubu when he entered the apartment after work. The dog was approaching him, wagging his tail clumsily, making his hips swaying side to side, as his head was bent showing obedience to his owner. His eyes looked a bit dazed, just like he awakened just now. Jinyoung laughed at his four-legged friend when he lay down at his feet, throwing himself on his back with a loud thud, asking for his belly to be rubbed. Jinyoung scratched his soft fur on his stomach, chuckling at the dog's funny faces. "It's time for a walk", Jinyoung said gently, watching how Dubu jumped at him happily, searching frantically for the leash around the apartament and whimpering impatiently.

    Jinyoung wasn't exactly sure how he ended up in front of an animal shelter. His legs, powered by his heart desires, seemed to decide on their own where to go. He reluctantly entered the building, greeting the young girl at the reception and turning left instinctively, where the clinic had its headquarters. His heart started to pound faster against his chest when he approached the glass walls of the clinic's room. 

    Behind the glass wall Jinyoung saw a few people and a big dog sitting on the floor, whom Mark was wrapping injured paw with a bandage skillfully. Mark wasn't aware that Jinyiung was standing there and watching him with a fond smile, being too busy to notice. Jinyoung couldn't tear his eyes away from the elder when he was smiling to the dog's owners, saying something to them as he rubbed the side of the dog soothingly after he finished treating his injury. When the dog suddenly barked, Dubu answered him with a much louder bark, making Mark and the two people look in his direction. Jinyoung froze, seeing Mark's surprised face expression, his eyes piercing into Jinyoung's before a warm smile appeared on his face for a second. When he broke their eye contact and came back to work, Jinyoung finally could release the breath he didn't know he was holding. Meeting Mark after a few days and remembering their last one, made Jinyoung's chest burn and in his stomach appeared those annoying butterflies. His heart was still beating fast and his limbs were trembling now nervously, so he had to crouch down in front of Dubu, cupping his snout and whispering "Dubu, we're in trouble". 

    The second after the doors of the clinic's room opened as the people with dog left. Mark waved in Jinyoung's direction, welcoming them, making Jinyoung's face flush uncontrollably.

    "Hi, Jinyoung. Something happened with Dubu?" Mark asked softly, when Jinyoung with Dubu entered the room, closing the doors behind him. Jinyoung didn't know what to say, he couldn't tell him that he came here all the way just because he wanted to see Mark and his precious smile. He was too embarrassed to admit it, so he had to improvise.

    "Um, Dubu is pretty mopish and I'm worried." Jinyoung answered, feeling his guts tightening seeing the worried look on Mark's features.

    "Oh, really?" The elder asked, before bending down and lifting Dubu up, placing him on a disinfected metal table. Dubu didn't seem to mind as he Mark's face cheerfully, wriggling his paws as he squealed shrilly, happy to see his favorite vet. Jinyoung gulped nervously, because he knew by now that his reason to come here was greatly unconvincing to the vet, judging by his dog's behavior. "How long it lasts? You didn't mention about his condition earlier" Mark asked, laying the dog on the side and examining its belly, touching it lightly. 

     "I noticed it this morning" Jinyoung answered, his voice suddenly quiet as he fumbled with his fingers nervously. He watched as Mark examined the dog with a serious look on his face, looking into his mouth at his teeth and tongue, trying to find any suspicious signs what made Dubu feeling unwell. 

    "Did he eat something today?" The vet asked, as Jinyoung nodded. "Did he have diarrhea? Did he vomit?"

    "I didn't notice these symptoms" Jinyoung answered, feeling small as Mark's eyes meet his. His handsomeness was overwhelming.

    "Oh, okay then, that's good" Mark smiled suddenly, placing Dubu on the floor beside Jinyoung again. "I don't think it's something serious. It's probably the variable weather that's affecting him. If these symptoms will persist for at least three days, we can do blood and urine tests to check what's wrong, but today I don't think it's necessary" The vet said, writing something in Dubu's health book, before turning to Jinyoung, smiling with his white, canine teeth showing. The younger gulped as the strengh left his body at the sight, ready to slump to the floor at any time. "Too bad dogs can't talk, right?" Mark laughed, his raspy and slightly screeching laugh became Jinyoung's next favorite thing about the vet. "I won't prescribe him any medication, only vitamins. There is nothing to worry about, just let me know if his condition will deteriorate."

    Jinyoung nodded, and he suddenly felt the pressure to leave the room. It wasn't a meeting that will end in his favor. He expected to talk with Mark more (even though Jinyoung didn't do anything more than nodding his head), joke and laugh with him, but at the same time Jinyoung was aware that Mark was at work, so he didn't want to bother him in any way. When the awkward silence spread around the room Jinyoung had a battle in his mind to say something or leave, still standing in front of Mark and fidgeting with his fingers nervously. He raised his gaze to the elder's face and seeing his lips, made him gulp and instantly pulling his eyes away from him. He smiled awkwardly and was ready to turn around and leave the clinic's room, when he felt a tug on his hand. 

    "Jinyoung, I'm glad you came." He heard Mark's soft voice and when he turned his head to look at the vet, his body froze, seeing how his eyes were looking at him, smiling. Jinyoung wondered if he wasn't too obvious for coming here. " Can we meet today? After my work?" Mark continued, his hand still wrapped around Jinyoung's wrist, the touch sending a burning sensation in Jinyoung's stomach. The younger stood in place without moving a muscle, abashed, his heart beating like crazy, thousands of thoughts passing through mind, as the elder was waiting for the answer.

    "Yes, I'm free so-"

    "At my place?" Mark cut Jinyoung's sentence, his eyes full of insecurity, looking into the other's eyes, just like he was scared he'll be rejected. 

    "But I don't know where you live-"

    "Could you wait for me 15 minutes? That's when my shift ends." The vet cut his sentence again impatiently, before realizing he was still holding Jinyoung's wrist and releasing it, with a flush on his cheeks. He touched the side of his neck, tilting his head slightly, his gaze turned to the floor. Jinyoung couldn't believe what he just heard. It was the reason of why he came here in the first place, to spend more time with Mark. He almost screamed that he will wait for him, but he held himself down, composing his trembling limbs and beating heart. He cleared his throat before he nodded.

    "Okay."

    When they arrived at Mark's apartment the sun was setting and it got chilly and the cool breeze ruffled their hair. All the way to his apartment, Jinyoung was sitting in the back seat of Mark's car, comforting and the fluffy fur of his nervous dog. Jinyoung knew Dubu doesn't like car rides, but it was only a couple of minutes for which it was worth the sacrifice. He knew that playing with Coco will make him forget about traumatic ride.

    Coming out of the car Jinyoung felt a strange excitement and nervousness at the same time. He didn't know that Mark lives in such a prestigious neighborhood. He was living in a large apartament complex in a rich neighborhood, where only lawyers and doctors lived. Jinyoung was actually really shocked because Mark didn't stand out from the crowd too much (beside his handsomeness, he noted) and didn't look like chaebol or anything.

    They were taking a lift to the 4th floor when Jinyoung heard a familiar voice of a woman who was now walking into the elevator.

    "Good evening, Mark-ssi" It was Sooyoung, his forgotten ex-girlfriend, hand in hand with a man who looked nothing like him. He was nicely dressed in a suit with a briefcase in one hand and Sooyoung's hand in the other. Even though he had no feelings for her anymore, he couldn't help but feel slightly bitter about this situation. Jinyoung wasn't as rich as this guy, so maybe it was the main reason why Jinyoung lacked in Sooyoung's eyes. Jinyoung felt bitter for a moment when he heard Mark's cheerful voice. 

    "Hello" He woke up from his reverie, hearing him greeting them. Jinyoung must've looked anxious, pressing his side into the elevator wall, because Mark send him a worried look, placing his hand on his back gently.

    "Jinyoung-oppa?" Sooyoung asked, when she looked at him properly, her brows furrowed. Did he change so much that she couldn't recognize him now? She probably erased him from his mind, Jinyoung thought, as he answered with the most confident voice he could muster. 

    "Hey."

    "What are you doing here? With a dog?" She said, looking at Dubu with a strange disgust in her eyes. Jinyoung couldn't believe how she had changed. When they were still together, she always could freak out, making cute sounds seeing every dog when they had passed, while they were walking hand in hand. He knew she loved dogs. Maybe it was only his dog which he didn't like?

    "Why? Are dogs not allowed here?" His voice was slightly harsh, but he didn't really mean it to sound like that. He moved on. He has another object of affection now. Sooyoung snorted quietly, turning her head in Mark's direction with a too friendly, fake smile on her face.

    "Mark-ssi, do you know each other, or?"

    "Yes, we're friends. Why?" Mark asked, a bit taken aback, looking at the woman and Jinyoung alternately. He had a sheepish smile on his face, which was cute, Jinyoung thought, and the sight of it made his nerves a little better. 

    "Oh, nothing I'm just… surprised, that's all" Surprised? Jinyoung wanted to laugh. Mark opened his mouth to say something more, as Jinyoung grabbed his hand and led him out into the corridor after the elevator's doors opened with a short ding, informing them that they were arrived at 4th floor. Mark looked at Jinyoung with worried eyes, his lips forming a slight smile, as they were standing in place, before Jinyoung let go of Mark's hand and shoving his own into his jeans' pocket abruptly. Dubu stood patiently beside him, looking at the two of them with his tongue hanging from his mouth.

    After they entered Mark's apartment, Coco screeched as she was running towards them bumping into Mark's knees. Dubu began to bark happily and sniffed her before her entire face. Mark crouched down and took her in his arms, hugging her and rubbing his cheek into her soft fur. Jinyoung felt as warm feeling spread in his chest, seeing the scene in front of him, as he tried to hold himself down and control the urge to kiss the elder right away. 

    When they were sitting on the sofa in Mark's spacious living room, drinking beer and watching their dogs playing (Coco was playing with Dubu running around and playing with a small ball around the big apartment) Jinyoung's eyes were wandering around the place. The place was modern and cozy, looking like taken out of from the magazine. Mark seemed to draw attention to the decor of his apartment, Jinyoung noted, suddenly feeling awkward. His own apartment looked nothing like Mark's. He knew by now that their social status was different, but still, he was embarrassed of his messy place, knowing in what luxuries Mark was living. 

    When Jinyoung took another sip of his beer, he saw in the corner of his eyes that Mark wanted to say something, glancing at him uneasily and pulling his gaze away after a second. His fingers traced along the beer bottle, as Mark finally asked. 

    "Was it… your ex?" His voice was quiet and his eyes curious, looking into Jinyoung's when the younger looked at him. Jinyoung wanted to avoid this subject, but Mark seemed to be intrigued in the matter. Jinyoung shrugged, taking another small sip of his beer, before answering. 

    "Yeah. The one who cheated on me. She was also the one, who I wanted to give Dubu to as a gift." Jinyoung's face scrunched up at the thought of the silly idea he had back then. He was somehow glad that Sooyoung didn't want him.

    "I see... You had to feel terrible seeing her now with another man." Mark said with eyes full of compassion but Jinyoung didn't feel terrible at all. In fact, he was surprised, seeing her with a new boyfriend, who looked like the CEO of financial company or something, but besides that, he, apparently, didn't really cared.

    "Hm, not really. It wasn't too long since we broke up, but… I don't feel… empty? or something." Jinyoung said while he touched his neck in a thoughtful manner. He smiled bitterly after a moment, seeing as Mark's eyes gazed into his, listening to him carefully, as he continued. "I have nothing against her… It's for the better anyway, I didn't even love her, now when I think of it. Because if I loved her I would feel hurt, right?" Jinyoung thought about it a lot. He would be more hurt if it was Mark who he knows for about a month, would suddenly stop meeting him, than his own girlfriend which he was going out for a six months. He knew by now that living and going out with Sooyoung was only a habit, not love. Mark shrugged at his question, with a slight smile on his face.

    "I guess."

    "Besides… I think I found… I found a person who I like for real" Jinyoung suddenly said, surprising himself that he said it out loud. He regretted it immediately, because he was sure Mark will ask him who is it and Jinyoung wasn't ready to tell him the truth. Mark's eyes widened in surprise, his sentence seemed to take him off guard.

    "Oh really? That's- that's great. It's always nice to have someone to lean on." Mark smiled his pretty friendly smile in Jinyoung's direction, before abruptly turning his gaze at the playing dogs, his lips twitched nervously. Jinyoung didn't know why the elder behaved like that.

    "I would like to be accepted by this person, if I confess..." The younger said, looking carefully at Mark's face expression. He hoped he'll see any sign of sadness or jealousy in his brown eyes. But he saw none, when the elder turned his head in his direction again with warm expression on his face.

    "So, she doesn't know?" He asked, putting the empty bottle on the coffee table. "She will accept you for sure. Go for it!" Saying this, Mark patted his shoulder kindly, smiling at him reassuringly. Jinyoung felt awkward, it wasn't a reaction he was rooting for.

    "But..." It's not a she. It's you, he wanted to say. "Hyung... Do you have someone you like?" Jinyoung asked, afraid of the answer. He wanted to know and it was the best time for asking. He was wondering about it for a long time now and even though he still had the image of Mark's face and lips close to his, leaning in to -Jinyoung liked to think- kiss him, he still wasn't sure if Mark likes someone.

    "I-I have. But the person doesn't know also" Mark answered with a nervous giggle, making Jinyoung's eyes widen, his breath heavy and uneven. "I mean, I'm trying to be obvious and stuff, but… I'm not good at it... I haven't had the courage to say it directly yet." Mark was scratching the back of his neck shyly, the blush on his face evident, while Jinyoung felt his heart sank and all hope he had evaporated from it with a stabbing pain. 

    "Do you... plan to confess?" Jinyoung asked quietly, refusing to look at the elder, because he felt like the disappointment in his face expression will give him away.

    "I don't think so. I prefer to be friends with this person, because I know I won't be accepted. I don't want to risk our friendship." Mark sighed, leaning his back against the sofa as he rubbed his thumb on his palm absently. Seeing his faltering smile, Jinyoung felt even worse. 

    "Why, hyung? You're handsome and nice and funny, a-and your smile is no joke, really!" Even though it pained him to no end that Mark was in love with someone, he wanted to comfort his hyung, telling him how beautiful he is, and whoever would reject him was a total . "I-I mean, every girl would want a boyfriend like you." He said, realizing he went too far with all those compliments, sensing as a blush crept on his face. He wanted to escape, feeling the elder's surprised look in his direction, but Jinyoung felt better, because Mark smiled because of his blabbing. 

    "Thank you." Mark said, his cheeks flushing unexpectedly, "but it's hopeless, because it's a boy I like." 

    "It-It's a boy, oh, I see" Jinyoung couldn't think of anything to say, he was too shocked at this revelation and his flabbergasted expression made Mark panic a bit.

    "Your friend is also gay, so I hope you don't mind me either?"

    "No, no, of course I don't mind!" He waved his hands around nervously, not wanting Mark to think that he isn't accepting of those things. He was tolerant, especially when it also concerned him. He was kind of relieved that Mark was gay, but it still made him sad that he was in love with someone.

    "Are you shocked? You are, right?" Mark chuckled, making Jinyoung embarrassed suddenly. "You must be, you thought I have a girlfriend, anyway" 

    "I am, to be honest" Jinyoung answered honestly, gulping the rest of the beer and putting the empty bottle on the coffee table in front of him. "Jaebum told you about it, huh"

    "Yes.. But I knew you saw me at the coffee shop that day..." Mark exclaimed, looking shyly at Jinyoung. "Why did you lie you haven't seen me?" Jinyoung's heart started to beat faster and his palms started to sweat suddenly, as he heard Mark's question. He looked at his palms, fidgeting with his fingers nervously, as he thought about the answer.

    "Um... I-I was embarrassed" He said simply, but it wasn't an answer Mark wanted, so he asked another question with serious expression on his face.

    "Why?"

    "I don't know, I thought I'm- I'm invading your personal space and stuff... and you were caressing her cheek with that fond smile of yours, a-and you were sitting so close, so how could I not mistake her for your girlfriend?" Jinyoung answered, trying hard not to stutter, but his tone of voice gave him away anyway. Mark looked at him, his expression difficult to read.

    "Were you... Jealous?" He asked, as Jinyoung's heart stopped, his breath hitched and his face was red by now. He suddenly straightened his position on the sofa, what to do, what to do?! 

    "Jealous-, why- why, I wasn't-"

    "I'm joking, of course you wouldn't be, you're not like that." Mark smiled, cutting his incoherent speech with a quiet voice that held a hint of bitterness in it. Mark looked everywhere but Jinyoung, succesfully avoiding Jinyoung's eyes. The younger decided to tell him the truth. Well, only a part of it.

    "I'm not, but..." Jinyoung began, drawing attention of Mark, as he turned to him with a curious stare. "I... I fell in love with a guy." Saying that, he felt a strange relief, he had never said it out lout to anyone, and even though his friends knew, he didn't admit it. Mark's eyes widened and a soft gasp escaped his lips.

    "You what?" He asked in disbelief, catching Jinyoung by his arm softly, the gesture send shivers through Jinyoung's body. "You're joking around, aren't you?"

    "I'm in love with a guy," Jinyoung said softly, trying to compose his heavy breathing, "A guy who's smile attracted me the second I saw him." The younger whispered, thinking that maybe he could just tell the whole truth to him? 

    "But you just said…" Mark's voice came out raspy, barely audible, "Who is it? Do I know him?" The elder asked, the curiosity taking over him, as his eyebrows were still raised with astonishment. Jinyoung gulped, shifting on the sofa uncomfortably, sighing. He decided - he'll tell it now or never.

    "It's-"

    "Don't tell me that's Jaebum!" Mark asked, before placing one hand over his mouth. Jinyoung had no idea of where it comes from, honestly, and he didn't know if he should cry or laugh in this situation. He almost confessed to him!

    "Jaebum!? Of course not! Why would you think that!?"

    "Ah, it's nothing…" Mark blushed and tear his gaze from Jinyoung, visibly relieved, "I just saw you two talking one day, sitting on the bench in front of a shelter. You two looked like you were whispering to each other and saying some serious stuff... I-I knew you weren't gay, but still... It made me… jealous." He scratched the back of his head shyly, smiling sheepishly.

    "Jealous?" Jinyoung asked, and seeing the strange embarrassment in Mark's face it was clear to him. He felt a pang in his heart when he realized it. It was Jaebum of whom he was jealous of! "Hyung.. Are you in love with Jaebum?!"

    "No! God forbid, no!" Mark snorted, chuckling slightly at the situation and Jinyoung didn't understand anything about it anymore. It wasn't possible that he liked... Him? Before Jinyoung could say anything or react in any way, Mark continued, with eyes piercing through Jinyoung's, his voice soft, but serious. "I like you, Jinyoung, I liked you the moment I saw you on the floor in the shelter, covered in foam the first day we meet." He said, and Jinyoung froze, suddenly feeling light-headed and disoriented, Mark's voice coming into his ears like a warm breeze. "When I looked at you my heart just wouldn't calm down... Every time I see you my heart goes crazy, to be honest-"

    In the rush of emotions, Jinyoung leaned into Mark's face, pressing his lips onto the elder's soft one abruptly, closing the distance between them, successfully cutting the elder's sentence. Jinyoung's hand touched Mark's cheek gently, as their lips were brushing tenderly against each other. Jinyoung's eyes were closed, as he tilted his head and when their tongues meet for a split second, Mark pushed Jinyoung's chest carefully, pulling away only a bit, that their lips were just barely touching and breathing each other’s air. Mark's eyes were full of something Jinyoung couldn't decipher, when he whispered. 

    "What... what are you doing? I don't want your pity-"

    "Hyung" Jinyoung breathed, feeling his heart race with a full speed, making him breathless, as their foreheads were still touching. "I've never felt like this before with anyone and I can't let the feeling go…" He said, cupping Mark's cheeks with his trembling hands, looking into the elder's eyes with adoration. "You're the one I like, hyung." After finally saying it, he leaned his lips onto Mark's, tasting his lips again, this time properly without any regrets and fears. When he felt how eagerly Mark responds to their kiss and wrapping his arms around Jinyoung's waist, bringing him closer, he was overwhelmed with emotions. Jinyoung's palms left Mark's cheeks and buried his fingers in Mark's hair, tugging on the stands slightly, as their tongues rolled over each other clumsily, making their stomachs tighten with arousal.  

    When Mark shifted his lips from Jinyoung's, to ghost over his neck with his lips, leaving breathy kisses on his soft skin, Jinyoung heard an impatient bark. He opened his eyes and Mark chuckled, seeing the rubber toy covered in Dubu's saliva lying on Jinyoung's knee. Dubu watched them with a hopeful gaze, as Mark grabbed the toy and threw it somewhere far in the apartment's corridor. The dogs ran joyfully after the rubber toy, while Jinyoung's skin burned, the feeling of Mark's lips still lingered on his neck.

    "Dubu seems to get better, he's not mopish anymore" Mark laughed, looking in the direction of the dogs, before turning his eyes to Jinyoung's, whose face was flushed with embarrassment.

    "Um, yeah- why are you laughing?!" Jinyoung was afraid, that Mark knew from the beginning that coming to the shelter was only an excuse and Dubu was healthy. 

    "No, nothing" Mark continued to laugh, and Jinyoung's frustrations grew. He shoved his elbow into Mark's side playfully, making the elder laugh even more. He loved his laugh. "It's just- If you wanted to meet me, you just could've called, not lying about Dubu's health and coming all the way to the shelter to see me." Mark said, with a wide grin, showing his canine teeth, which Jinyoung loved so much. 

    "I wasn't lying.." Jinyoung pouted, trying to deny everything even though Mark knew the truth. Obviously, Mark was the vet, so he knew Dog's behaviors.

    "Oh, so you didn't want to meet me, you just had to come?" Mark asked, faking the hurt in his voice, folding his arms on his chest. Jinyoung decided that he should just say the truth and not hiding anymore. Mark liked him too, so what's there to hide?

    "Okay, I lied, I came because I wanted to see you..." The words came out quiet and Jinyoung quickly got shy saying them out loud, but on the other hand Mark was delighted by what he heard. He laughed cheerfully, grabbing Jinyoung's hands and squeezing them, looking into the younger's eyes, his eyes sparkling with affection.

    "Okay, then, I forgive you." 

    "Don't laugh at me, okay... It's something new for me..." Jinyoung whispered, lowering his head down, trying to hide his troubled face expression and blush creeping on his cheeks again. The elder grasped his chin and tilted it up, to look him in the eyes, the smile on his face made Jinyoung's chest warm. 

    "I'm sorry, but you're just too adorable when you're frustrated." Mark said, while his gaze fell on Jinyoung's lips which was forming a pout.

    "I-I'm not-"

    "You are." Mark breathed as he pressed his lips on Jinyoung's for a moment, brushing his thumb on his cheek, before pulling away with a bright grin, which made Jinyoung's chest warm. He couldn't believe how it happened, how it's possible that Mark likes him too.

    After a broken relationship he gained two - a friendship and unconditional love of a dog and a true love, a soul mate, which he didn't expect to meet in such circumstances. He was delighted, he knew he didn't need anything more than that.

Thank you for sticking with me and my story! I had fun writing it and I'm really sorry for any mistakes!

I decided to end it like that, and I hope you like it!

I wanted to thank everyone who comented and voted, you really made me happy!

Unfortunately I have a lot of ideas for another Markjin fanfictions and I hope I will be able to write another one soon :) I just love Markjin so much it hurts! GAAAAAAAAAAAH <3

Anyway, tell me what you think and see you next time!