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This isn't It.

Chapter Two

Anna POV

bold=korean

black=present

red=past

 

 

Never in a million years did Anna think that she’d end up dating an idol at all. She knew that working in the entertainment business as a PD which had always been her dream when her parents asked her why she was moving to Korea, She'd be around actors or idols people who are famous, plus she lived close to LA and she has seen alot of actors shooting but yet she was more facinated with the cameras and how the angles work. She always enjoyed being behind the scenes more than anything. So she knows that she’d be used to seeing celebrities but never date one.

 

But to date Mark Tuan... especially when how they met was one of the most embarrassing moments of her life too. Sure, they had met briefly when she was interning on igot7 but they never really officially met as without their titles attached to the end of it. They day they met as just Mark Tuan and Anna Jeon. Not Mark of GOT7, and Intern Anna.

 

 

She hated herself. For the past three days, she’s only hungry this late. It’s 2am and she’s craving for ramen, she knew this was going to happen yet she never bought extra when she made the trip yesterday or even the day before.... Normal people dealing with a break up eat sweets and random food just to fill that emptiness, why on earth did she not buy some.

 

You want an excuse to get out of your lame and lonely apartment. A voice scolded her firmly.

 

Which is true, she hated that she’s locked herself in her apartment like a hermit when her friends has been trying to beg her to go out and forget about her selfish ex-boyfriend.

 

Selfish because he moved to Busan to get a job that was supposed to be offered to her. But she stayed because she chose him instead... Well the bastard took the job instead. So they broke up knowing that the long distance relationship would never work.

 

So here she was finally leaving her house at 2am staring at a box of chocolates trying to decide what to buy to comfort her sorrow. She was already carrying enough on one arm but she hasn’t eaten since her last food run at midnight yesterday. She hated moping around all day but it rather be that or get yelled at work because she can’t focus.

 

“Eoseo Oseyo…” The cashier greeted someone.

 

For some reason she is never curious who walks in but that night she decided to look up, to see a guy walking in and bows at the person that greeted him. Then he proceeds to the chips section aisle.

 

She couldn’t help but just stare at him, and she didn’t know why. He was obviously wearing a mask and a sock cap to hide his identity but she could see a bit of blonde hair sticking out. She’s been around celebrities for a while since she works as an intern for Mcountdown (once again cursing herself as to why she had to quit her job before when she didn’t even take the job in Busan. Now she had to start over again.) to know that this person is either an actor or an idol. They always have that vibe, but the blonde hair screams Idol.

 

She just kept staring at him curious if she can tell who he is by his stature. She probably looked like a stalker but she couldn’t stop, he was trying to read the back of the bag of the chips.

 

Definitely an idol, he is probably on a diet. She knows the strict dieting of those idols who are either on an upcoming comeback or during promotions.

 

He probably felt someone staring at him because his head shot up turning directly at her.

 

Their eyes met.

 

And she swore her heart leaped out of chest. His gaze made her heart stop.

 

Look away! She was screaming at herself but she couldn’t do it. She was locked into his intense gaze. She had no choice but to maintain it.

 

Though he didn’t look angry, he was merely curious as to why she’s staring. He could have turned away but he didn’t. he continued to give her one of the most intensly melting gaze that she had experienced in awhile.

 

She was thinking, he probably isn’t an idol or actor because they normally wouldn’t keep eye contact with strange people, especially her. She knows what she looks like in the mirror, she definitely would not catch someone’s attention because she just walked here from her house after laying on the couch trying to watch movies the whole day plus actually she had just been crying.

 

She scoffs to herself. If he wants to play this game, then she’ll do it. She hasn’t flirted like this in awhile, being in 2 year relationship—well was in one.

 

She started to walk without breaking the contact. She could see the wrinkle in his eye as he was probably smiling.

 

She raises an eyebrow at him. In her mind she thinks this boy is making fun of her but she doesn’t care. She can play too. She started walking slowly, and she even grins at him hoping that it doesn’t look as creepy as she thinks it is.

 

But what she didn’t expect was that one of the things she was carrying that was under her arm dropped to the floor, and she didn’t know this because when she steps on it… well let’s just say tripping would be such a more less embarrassing word to described as to what happened to her.

 

One second her eyes was still on him then the next second was she could see the light bulb on the ceiling while the other things she was carrying was flying onto the air, then dropping on the floor along with her with a loud thud and to make things worse a box fell on her head. Now she understands what it feels to have stars floating over your head when someone knocks you out, because she is sure seeing one.

 

“Oh shii—“ She heard someone curse. It could might as well be her but she could remember that she doesn’t have a deep boyish voice. She heard running footsteps that was headed towards her.

 

She cursed in her mind and sat up, which she regretted since she was seeing black spots. And she hid her face between her knees when she felt a hand on her back.

 

Gwaenchanayo?” He asked softly trying to pat her back lightly.

 

She was mumbling under her breath hoping he’d go away soon. “If you didn’t see me fall, then yes I’m okay.” She said in english normally, when Korean people hear someone speak in perfect English they’d seem flustered, to either just not respond or give her time to rethink her situation… or even think she is just some crazy tourist who doesn’t speak hangul.

 

Surprisingly enough he tries not to laugh, and responds in English perfectly. “Well, if that’s the case then no, I didn’t.” he said. He stayed by her for a few more moments then he said. “Can you stand?”

 

She shakes her head. “I’d rather just stay here if you don’t mind.” she was mumbling. He already saw her face so it doesn’t really matter if she looked up but it was still rather embarrassing. She never should have played and just looked away when he noticed her staring. Then this wouldn’t have happened. “Gosh I’m so embarrassed.”

 

“Why? Nothing happened. I just saw you sitting on the floor. Even the attendant didn’t see or else she’d be standing here too.” he said reassuringly.

 

“You’re sweet.” She said sarcastically. She knows he is secretly making fun of her.

 

“Well. I’m not. I dont want to leave you here. I feel at fault really. I’d rather make sure you’re okay. That was rather loud.” He was still patting her back comfortingly.

 

She relived when she fell and she whined. Oh how she wanted him to just go away so she can run back to her house and hide away possibly move too. “I thought you didn’t see anything.” She said pathetically, she well knows that he was lying. She’d rather just stay here and look at the floor some more really. It needed cleaning that’s for sure.

 

“I didn’t see anything. But I heard it.” He said, there was a little wary in his voice. And it was obvious that he felt at fault of this. “I just want to make sure you can stand, yeah?”

 

She took a deep breath, no way of avoiding this now. She looks up, to see light brown eyes gazing at her comfortingly. “I can wiggle my toes so I’m sure I’m okay.” She showed him her toes since she was wearing flipflops.

 

He looks down at her toes and chuckles, “That’s good—“ his eyebrows met to form a frown and he lightly touches her the top of her eyebrow on her left, “You’re bleeding.”

 

She immediately touches that side only to feel something wet, and she winces in pain. It was a small cut, she gathered. “The box.” She points at box.

 

“Shi—.“ he tries to curse again. He grabs something from his pocket and it was a handkerchief that he applied pressure on her forehead.

 

“No—“ she noticed that it was colored blue and it would stain it. But he didn’t budge at all and he was more staring into her forehead. Now, she’s more totally conscious about the fact that she hasn’t brushed her hair in two days or how her eyes are probably so puffy from her being dramatic the past few days. “I—“ and lastly how she was holding on to his wrist. Honestly, as embarrassed as she was. It actually felt refreshing to feel this way. She hasn’t cared about what she looked for the past week at least he made her remember that she’s a girl too.

 

“I can do it.” She finally was able to speak as she told him since she’d flustered by his presence. At least he finally lets go, she noticed that he was staring at his hand which got her confused. “Thanks.”

 

She couldn’t really tell about his facial expression because of the mask but she could definitely tell that he felt guilty. “Don’t.” she said. “It’s just that… It’s my fault. I’m a little out of it.”

 

“Well it’s 2am most people are normally that way this late.” He replies with a friendly eye smile, he was obviously trying to make her feel better but it is making her feel more of a clutz and relive those moments just now.

 

“I suppose.” Which is true. No normal person would go to a store looking for food at this time unless you’re in dire need of comfort food or work at late hours of the night. 

 

She takes the handkerchief from her forehead trying to check if it’s still bleeding but she felt her hand move to keep it there. “Just keep applying pressure there. It’s a small cut but stopping it from bleeding is still a good idea.” He said.

 

She takes a deep breath and nods, besides keeping it there lessens the sting from it being open. “I’m Anna Jeon by the way.” She introduces herself with a smile she might as well just give out her name she already embarrassed herself might as well end it there. A girl who fell on her while trying but miserably failed to flirt with him, at least that girl has a name.

 

“I’m from Pasadena, California.” She randomly adds. Sure, also say where you are originally from. The more she spoke with him, she could hear his California accent. It’s always been a thing here to bond with the people of the same country. She knows a lot of actors and idols from the states that hang out with one another just to cure their home sickness. Though she doesn’t really have one since she’s rather shy and she enjoys her Korean fiends more.

 

He just chuckled, “You tell random strangers where you are from?” he replies as he seem amused about the information she had just shared.

 

She raised an eyebrow, she wasn’t sure if she liked what he had said. If he decides to not answer then whatever she doesn’t care. “Possibly. I might have a concussion so maybe I’ve lost my mind.”

 

“Mark. I’m from Los Angeles.”

 

Her eyes widened when she realized who he is. He doesn’t even need to say a last name because it was obivious now. He’s an idol…

 

“Mark Tuan.” He adds seeing the stunned look on her face.

 

Mark Tuan of GOT7 just saw her fall on her . GREAT. As if her night couldn’t get any better.

 

 

 

“Anna pd-nim.” Someone called for Anna as she tries to step into the elevator of CJ E&M Company (MNET station.) She was supposed to go upstairs since her big boss just called for her to see what Black Pink have planned the rest of the broadcast for their variety show since the girls are going on tour next week and they needed to go with them.

 

She stops her steps to see head staff writer For One Day carrying a big notebook, Lee Jimin. Hello,” Jimin bows to greet Anna.

 

Anna does the same with a smile. She walks in the elevator with Jimin. “Ready?” she asks, wondering if the list of what Black Pink want to do in LA. The girls have a 2 day break before their concert starts.

 

Pretty much,” Jimin hugs on her notebook patting it lightly stating that all the possible expenses and plans are all written on there.

 

Anna squeezes in the edge of the elevator so she can lean back. She didn’t have much sleep last night because the shoot ended rather late yesterday and of course they had to wrap up everything, they aren’t like Celebrities who can leave right after their shoot ends.

 

The elevator was about to shut when it opened again and revealed two people she wasn’t expecting to see at all today.

 

Wang Jackson and Mark Tuan.

 

Mark Tuan… her boyfriend who she hasn’t really seen much in the past week has walked in the elevator. He had the most beautiful smile on his face when he saw her that he had forgotten that he was supposed to pretend that they don’t know each other.

 

It was Jackson though that changed the mood, “Noona!” he greeted excitedly. It wasn’t odd that he knows her though since he guested for Astro’s variety two months ago. And everyone knows that Jackson is always the friendly bird.

 

Anna could see the frown on Mark’s face when she acknowledged Jackson’s presence than his. “Oh, Jackson. How are you?” She said. She was always more comfortable speaking English to people who can speak english.

 

Jackson had a silly grin on his face as if trying to tease Mark. “Oh I’m good. Mark-hyung and I are doing Mcountdown today… me and him have a special stage see.” He explained brightly but not before he also bowed to greet Jimin.

 

Oh yeah… today is Thursday. Mark told her about being the special MC and had a special performance to for Jinusean’s comeback today. She found it rather odd that a JYP group is doing it but it’s good screen time for Mark. “Oh that’s good.” Her eyes were slightly on Mark as she tries to give him a smile without Jimin noticing much. This isn’t the first time she’d randomly bump into Mark though and had to pretend that they don’t know each other. She just has the fight the urge to jump him especially since this is the most she’s seen him in the past two days.

 

Mark and Anna caught each other’s gaze. Jackson himself knows those creepy stares has a sentiment behind them that he had to cough.

 

The four of them stayed at the elevator not realizing that no one has pushed the button to whatever floor they are going on.

 

Um, where are you guys going?” Jimin asked. She probably didn’t understand what Jackson has said since Jimin’s English is sort of mediocre.

 

It was Mark who responded, “Ilsasam.” Their code for I love you.

 

Mark would randomly say this when they’d bump into each other and each time it still causes her heart to dance excitingly that she has to stop herself from giggling like a fool. She just narrowed her eyes at Mark since Jackson smirked at him.

 

“Deh?” Jimin asked as she wasn’t sure if Mark had said 143rd floor when there is only 40 floors in the building.

 

Mark just gave her a charming smile and bows his head in apology.

 

Jimin just blinked dazed for a minute. It always happens to girls when sees his smile and would always fall onto his charms.

 

Anna just rolls her eyes. She knows why Mark is doing this. It’s some sort of revenge for ignoring him.

 

“We have another victim.” Jackson mumbles under his breath. “Seventeenth floor noona.” He said loudly to snap the young noona from Mark's charm.

 

Oh yeah. Sorry.” Jimin immediately pushes the button needed while she pushes 24th which is what both her and Anna needs to go to.

 

It was an awkward silent ride but at the same time it was nice to at least see Mark for even a few seconds today. Before the floor reached seventeenth, Anna speaks up. “Isnt it floor shipil, that were going to today?”

 

Mark just grins knowing that the message was for him.

 

Jackson once again pursed his lips trying not to react.

 

No, it’s 24th.” Jimin says as she looks at Anna as if she’s sort of lost her mind. 11th floor is mostly empty offices.

 

But Anna didn’t say anything, she just shrugged.

 

The 17th floor got there far too quick that she would have liked but then it had to end soon. They longer they stay here the more danger of her trying to jump Mark would be higher. She hasn’t seen much of him in a week so yeah. And she could also see it in Mark’s eyes that he is trying his best not to reach over to hold her hand or something.

 

“Bye noona.” Jackson said with a wave when the elevators opened. He bowed at Jimin as well as he hopped off the elevator.

 

Mark just nodded at her and bowed at Jimin then he stepped off the elevator too. Before the elevator closed, he was on his phone and she was positive he was texting her.

 

Jimin let out a long breath that she had been holding the whole entire time. She had to fight herself to not stare at the boy the whole entire elevator ride. “I’ve seen Mark of GOT7 a few times but up close… gosh. He is so handsome. I’m surprised Pd-nim you didn’t melt with that smile he gave you when he walked in.

 

Trust me, if you only know. She wanted to say but she shrugged in reply.

 

Not a few seconds later her phone went off, revealing a text from Mark.

 

M<3 ~ JB can work on the album alone tonight. I’m coming home. God, I missed you.

 

She just smiled. And replies…

 

~ We can stay home and watch Netflix. I can’t wait to see you.

 

“Woah, is PD-nim talking to her boyfriend? That’s a nice smile.” Jimin noted as the elevator opened to their floor.

 

I don’t have a boyfriend.” She answered too quickly that it now sounds suspicious if it was one of her friends that asked her.

 

Ah,” Jimin didn’t press it since she isn’t really that close to Anna.

 

Anna remembers the list she had made a few weeks ago about what her life normally is dating an Idol. So far 4 on that list has showed up all at the same time…

 

Pretending not to know each other… Staying home and Netflix… Lie about being single… and lastly denying everything.

 

She just secretly hoped that she doesn’t wait all night for him only to not have him come home again.

 

And with that thought, she couldn’t help but feel a clench in her chest. Sometimes she hopes that she was in a normal relationship but she does love Mark and she thinks that’s enough.

 

For now.

 

A/N

Chappy is a bit long but that's okay. I hope you enjoyed reading.

oh yeah! Jackson is coming back aaand #neverever3rdwin lets hope for 4th soon! <3 comment and sub please?

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