Mark slowly turns himself around to face Jinyoung who has a hand on his head with his eyes bulging and mouth wide open. A pregnant pause and only the hand of the clock on the wall ticking away can be heard. Then chaos ensues.

Jinyoung screams at the top of his lungs as he would be on a roller coaster ride. Mark had to cover his ears to prevent his eardrums from further damage. The younger scrambles out of his bed trying to cover himself with his hands until he reached out for his blanket. Mark can only yelp in shock as he tugs back on the blanket so he could keep himself covered. This ensues a tug-a-war between the both of them.

“YAH! Let go!” Jinyoung orders as Mark yells back just as loud.

“I can’t! I’m fully !” He reasons as Jinyoung lets go as he was reminded of the ness underneath the blanket.

An accusing finger was pointed at Mark as Jinyoung grabs Bambam’s blanket off the bed to cover himself up. “Who-who are you and how did you get in here you creep?!”

Mark runs a hand through his hair thinking of the best way to explain the situation to Jinyoung. Any explanation would sound absurd. Who will believe him, Mark Tuan, turned into a ing cat and had just turned back to a human? Who in their right mind would believe him? Taking a step forward Jinyoung quickly takes a step back.

“Don-don’t come any closer, I’m warning y-you!” Jinyoung stammers looking around the bedroom for a choice of weapon. He quickly picks up Bambam’s camera stand from off the floor pointing it at Mark. “I’ll yell and Bambam will come barging in!”

“Jinyoung, you’ve been yelling and Bambam hasn’t once come in yet.” Mark points out as Jinyoung’s eyes widen in surprise.

“H-how d-do y-you know my name?!”

“It’s a funny story and I can explain. Just put down the camera stand first.”

“You’re crazy if you think I’ll be putting this down.” ing his weapon forward, “Now, explain before this makes contact with your body.”

“I’m Wine.”

Jinyoung stares blankly at him until he bursts out laughing.

“In case you’re not aware of it, Wine is a cat,” Jinyoung says trying to catch his breath. “You clearly don’t look like a cat.”

“That’s the funny part, I was a cat for the past six weeks.”

“You’re really crazy aren’t you?” Jinyoung asks raising the camera stand in his hands as he stared at Mark, eyes wide and mouth hanging open.

“I’m really not,” Mark explains breathing out a breath of uncertainty. “Jinyoung, can you please put down the camera stand? It’s a bit alarming don’t you think?” Mark tries to joke but only a half smile appears on his face. It seemed like Jinyoung had had enough of it as he raises the camera stand up above his head getting ready to hit Mark with it when he yells out as a last attempt to persuade the guy. “I’m the damn cat you’ve picked up at the supermarket!” Mark closes his eyes ready for impact but felt nothing. Peeking one eye open he sees Jinyoung stand frozen with the object still raised above his head.

“What...how…” Jinyoung says in shock. Mark saw this time as the best opportunity to completely convince the fellow.

“Look, I swear to you I’m not lying. Jackson and Yugyeom also know that I’m Wine. You can call them over right now.” Muttering under his breath he pulls the blanket closer to his body. “I’m pretty sure Jackson would be happy to see his ‘Markiepooh’ back in human form.”

“Wait-what did you say?” Jinyoung eyebrows raise up in alarm as he tilts his face to the side examining Mark’s face. That’s when his eyes widen in horror as if recognizing who Mark was. “Ma-ma-Mark Tuan?!” Jinyoung yelps in shock as he drops the camera stand on the floor. He tightens the blanket he wrapped around his body tighter. “Oh my god, my cat is lost, you’re in my bedroom somehow, I don’t even remember if I came home sober last night now...oh my god...did we-did we…” Jinyoung rambles off in shock.

“No! No, we did not sleep-” Mark tries to assure and calm him down by grabbing his upper arm. Only that was a bad horrible mistake. Needless to say, Jinyoung yelped and on reflex punched Mark in the face.

Twenty minutes later Mark was sitting in the living room couch with clothes on (borrowed from Jinyoung) and with an ice pack to ease the forming bruise on his nose. He was just glad the bleeding stopped five minutes ago and it doesn’t seem Jinyoung had broken his nose.

It was awkward as Jinyoung kept giving glances at Mark every few seconds as they sat across from each other. Well, technically Jinyoung was sitting on the floor with the coffee table across from them. Bambam was sitting beside Jinyoung with his arms cross because the young man was just plain confused.

“So, did you just come back from the states or something? Jackson said you went to go visit your family.” Bambam asks as Jinyoung nudges him on the side with his elbow to tell him to shut up.

“Um-no, Jackson lied to cover up for me being a…”

“Cat?” Bambam finishes as he his head to the side as if this whole story amuses him. “I still don’t get it. How can a person turn into a cat? Isn’t that only in fairytales?”

“Believe me, I didn’t believe it either until the fortune teller’s words came true.”

“Wait, did you say fortune teller?” Jinyoung cuts in.

Mark gives a weak smile then quickly grimace as the pain spreads out around his nose again. Jinyoung gives an apologetic look at Mark. He hadn’t meant to punch him in the nose. “Yeah, said I was going to meet my soulmate in the form of a cat.” Jinyoung opens his mouth to say something when knocks on the front door interrupted him.

“I’ll get it.” Bambam offers to get up from the floor to get the door. Not even a second after Bambam unlocks the door and pulled it slightly did the door fly open. Jackson was the first one in yelling on the top of his lungs.

“MARKIEPOOH, YOU’RE REALLY BACK?!” He screams running over to the couch to embrace Mark in a bearhug.

“Dude, I can’t breathe,” Mark says, his bruising nose wasn’t helping either.

“Oh, just a little longer. I haven’t got to hug you in the past six weeks!” Jackson reasons as Yugyeom comes into view behind him.

“Hyung,” Yugyeom calls out as Mark brings a hand up to acknowledge him.

“Hey, Yugs,” Mark greets as Jackson steps back finally done with his embrace. Yugyeom gives him a hug after, but it wasn’t as long of a hug like Jackson.

“So, it’s really true then?” Bambam asks when the five of them were seated. Bambam and Jinyoung switching seats with Mark who sat on the ground with Jackson and Yugyeom. “You, Mark Tuan, literally turned into a cat?” Mark can only give a nod of his head as Bambam doubles over in laughter. “I can’t believe it, this is ing unbelievable! Who would have thought magic actually exists!”

“You!” Bambam points at Yugyeom accusingly, “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me about this. I thought I was your best friend man!”

“I couldn’t tell you! You wouldn’t have believed me anyway.” Yugyeom whines as Mark finds himself fidgeting in his seat under the gaze of Jinyoung.

“Are you saying you’re my soulmate as what the fortune teller had said?” Jinyoung asks with uncertainty underlying his tone of voice.

“Um-yeah, I guess.” Mark awkwardly answers as he rubs his nape.

“Hey, you saw the same fortune teller and she said that you’ll meet your soulmate in the form of a cat.” Jackson defends. Mark puts a hand on Jackson’s arm warning him to calm down as all this information must be hard for Jinyoung to take in.

“No-I mean, I clearly remember that…” Jinyoung tries to explain as he looks down on his lap averting any gaze Jackson and Mark were giving him. “just...wow.”

That was it. There wasn’t more to say as Jinyoung kept silent and Mark didn’t know what else to add either. Mark firstly apologized to both Bambam and Jinyoung for causing them trouble and yet thanked them for their hospitality when he was a cat. Bambam waved it off saying it was nothing and said to hang out as ‘humans’ soon. Jinyoung kept quiet the whole time making Mark wonder what was going through the younger’s head. He gave one last look behind him before leaving the dorm and made eye contact with Jinyoung. He gave a small smile as Jinyoung reciprocated it back before he left with Jackson and Yugyeom.

(=^･ω･^=)

Word quickly got around to Jaebeom and Youngjae. When they found out Wine was Mark they couldn’t believe it either. They could only laugh at it finding the situation to be hilarious when Jinyoung explained to them what had happened.

A week had already past and school officially started again keeping Jinyoung busy. It was a Wednesday afternoon when Jinyoung finally had time for himself to stop and think. He recalls Bambam complaining about how he hadn’t hung out with him and the guys yet last night. The guys being Jaebeom, Youngjae, Jackson, Yugyeom, and...Mark. It made sense that Jackson and Yugyeom would hang out with them since they grew attached with each other over the break. While Mark, well he’s Jackson and Yugyeom’s friend, but he was technically there with them when he was a cat. Whether be it a cat or human form the older male fitted right into their circle of friends. He hadn’t seen Mark since the last time he found out he was his cat, Wine. Thinking about it has Jinyoung letting out a groan and gently slam his head on to the library table.

It wasn’t that Jinyoung found all this awkward being around Mark and was trying to avoid him because of it. It was because he was embarrassed. ‘I cannot believe I kissed and coddle Mark ing Tuan when he was a cat!’ Jinyoung screams in his head. “Ugh, I can’t ever face him Jinyoung mutters out.

“Face who?”

Startled, Jinyoung sits up from his seat to find Youngjae sitting across from him. He watches as Youngjae slowly unpacks his backpack to grab out his essential material to study.

“No one,” Jinyoung quickly says as Youngjae eyes him clearly not believing a word he said. “Really, it’s no one.”

“Jinyoung hyung, you know I don’t buy a word you’re saying right?” Youngjae asks in the nicest tone as possible. That only gets Jinyoung to sigh before letting his head hit the table once more.

“Is it Mark hyung that’s making you groan and sigh in despair?”

“Youngjae, I don’t think I can ever face him again.”

“Why not?”

“I’m too embarrassed of myself to even look at him let alone talk to him.”

“Because you guys both saw each other ?”

Jinyoung brings his head up only to squint at the younger. “No, because I kissed and coddle him when he was a ing cat.” Jinyoung hisses before putting his head back down again. “Not to mention I punched the said guy in the face.”

“At least you didn’t break his nose.” Youngjae tries to lighten his worry only it did nothing to help at all. “Look, I’m sure he feels just as embarrassed as you are. I mean, he spent six weeks as a feline.”

No response.

“Just out of curiosity, is his body toned and built with a six pack?”

Needless to say, Jinyoung grabbed the closest textbook by his side and threw the said object towards the younger.

Jinyoung lets out a breath of air as he tries to ease his nerves he’s been having the whole entire week. Talking with Youngjae about his worries helped ease his mind but it was nothing significant. His mind and heart still bare the thought of just how he made himself look like a complete fool in front of his crush. Perhaps he should just drop his whole crush now. He’s absolutely sure his chance with Mark is a flat chance now. (As if he ever planned on talking to him in the first place.)

He hitches his backpack up before pulling his pink hoodie over his head. Yes, he’s clearly aware it’s the end of August still, but hey it’s comfy for him. He pulls his drawstring before tying it under his chin. It was already afternoon and with enough homework done at the library, he figured he could grab a hamburger at the cafeteria before walking back to his dorm. Ten minutes later Jinyoung stood in front of the fast-food restaurant staring up at the menu. He was currently debating on whether he should splurge on getting a double cheeseburger or not.

“Jinyoung?”

His heart stops for a millisecond as Jinyoung eyes widen in horror. Ever so slowly he turns around to face a surprise Mark Tuan standing a few feet away from him. Jinyong mentally curses himself for his luck.

“Um, hey, Mark,” Jinyoung says awkwardly as he flashes a weak smile and quickly cast his eyes down to the floor, “nice to see you here.” He adds glancing up then back down again.

“Yeah, I haven’t seen you since last time.” Mark says scratching his head as silence fell before them. “You must have been busy.”

“Uh, yeah, you can...say that.”

“Excuse me, are you guys in line?” A guy asks in annoyance behind Mark. Both males apologize as Jinyoung quickly turned around to make his order. He stood to the side waiting for his food meanwhile Mark does the same a few minutes after.

In an attempt to make small talk Jinyoung said the first thing that came to mind, “Your nose healed well!” Out of all the things, this is what he came up with? He wants to crawl in a whole and never come out of it.

Mark chuckles as he taps his nose, “Yeah, it no longer hurts as I scrunch it.”

“I’m sorry I punched you.” Jinyoung apologizes as Mark waves it away.

“That’s okay, let's forgive and forget. By the way, I’ve been meaning to return your clothes I borrowed from you, but I never got the chance.”

“Ah, it’s just my spare clothes you don’t have to give it back.”

“Well,” Mark's voice trails off as he slid his backpack in front of him and s it, bringing out a ziplock bag of neatly folded clothes Jinyoung recognized it as his. “Since I never seemed to get a chance to see you when I hang out with the guys, I’ve been carrying it around my bag just in case I bump into you on campus.”

Taking it from Mark’s hand Jinyoung thanked him as Mark flashes him a smile. Jinyoung could feel his cheeks growing red as he continues to stare at the gorgeous male in front of him.

“Order 243! Order 244!” A female voice yells.

“You wanna grab a seat and talk some more?” Mark quickly asks as if not wanting Jinyoung to leave him quite yet.

“O-okay,” He stammers as Mark yet again gives Jinyoung his blinding smile. Grabbing their food and drink Mark leads them to a table by the window. They ate in silence at first, Jinyoung was stuffing his mouth as his hunger took over. He hadn’t eaten anything since the morning. Jinyoung stops munching when he hears Mark giggling across from him. He looks up to find Mark looking at him while holding his hamburger. Never in his life did Jinyoung thought he would hear his crush giggle, GIGGLE, in front of him. With his mouth full of food he could only raise an eyebrow up in question.

“I’m sorry, it’s just I miss seeing you stuff your face with food.” Mark comments startling the younger making him choke. “Oh , are you okay?” Mark asks passing some napkins towards Jinyoung in concern.

Jinyoung could only nod his head as he takes the napkin covering his mouth. He successfully swallowed his food as he continued to cough as Mark looks at him still worried. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

“No, it’s okay,” Jinyoung replies back as he definitely knows he’s full on blushing this time.

“I-you must still be shocked that I was your cat, Wine, huh?”

“Um-a little?”

“Oh come on, I know it was shocking, embarrassing, and funny for the both of us.” Mark snorts with an amuse smile plaster over his face. Jinyoung couldn’t help but smile as well because yes he was feeling exactly like that. Somehow, knowing they both shared the same mutual feelings has him forgetting about all the worries he previously had. It also helped eased the awkwardness between them.

“Okay, yeah, it was and I think you scar me for life seeing you completely .” Jinyoung jokes as Mark lets out a burst of high pitch laughter. He couldn’t help but stare at the beauty before him as Mark finally calms down from laughing.

“Hey, you officially made me hate sleeping on the couch.” Mark retorts back reminding Jinyoung of the constant fight he had with Mark (in cat form) every single night at the bedroom door making him laugh in return.

“Is that all you have taken away from this experience?” Jinyoung asks eyeing him jokingly.

“Of course not, I learned that you’re a very light drinker.” Mark states laughing when Jinyoung groans in embarrassment, “Wine wine wine wine.” Mark attempt to cooes in the way Jinyoung does.

“Gosh, you’re a more pain in the than when you were in your cat form.” Jinyoung jokes as Mark takes a sip of his drink.

“And you’re as sassy as I remember you to be, Park Jinyoung.”

Jinyoung looks at Mark scandalously, “It all makes so much sense now.”

“What does?”

“Why I fought with you so much when I fostered you into my dorm.”

Needless to say Jinyoung thinks it was a mission accomplished as he made Mark double over in laughter. As they finished their meal Mark insisted on walking Jinyoung back to his dorm stating, ‘A cat’s got to walk his owner home.’ whatever that means. However, Jinyoung was secretly giddy over the thought of Mark Tuan walking him home. They talked over random subjects, like how many siblings they have or how it was like growing up for them, their likes and dislikes. When they rounded the corner to Jinyoung’s dorm room both fell into a comfortable silence. As if both of them were just taking in the moment of spending time with each other.

They both stood in front of the door awkwardly. Neither one bidding goodbye to one another.

“Well, this is my dorm,” Jinyoung states lamely as Mark lets out a snort.

“I’m so happy to be back as a human. I don’t need to be sneaked inside a dorm anymore.”

“Oh, shut up Tuan,” Jinyoung says grinning being reminded of the multiple times he had to sneak Mark in and out of here. Those were good times when he had a “cat”, but he thinks he prefers having a Mark Tuan walk him back to the dorm instead.

“Hey, can I ask you a question?.” Mark suddenly asks out of the blue.

Turning to face Mark, Jinyoung his head slightly to the side, “Hmm?”

“Do you think we really are each other’s soulmate?”

Blinking a few times in total loss for words Jinyoung wasn’t sure how to answer this. He hadn’t really thought about this subject. Their fortune really did come true after all.

“Um, I’m not sure. I mean, you literally did turn into a cat. But I’m not much a believer in the first place.”

Mark nods his head in understanding as he looks down at the floor. Suddenly, Jinyoung dreads that he must have said the wrong thing. Mark glances back up at Jinyoung as he bounces a little on his feet, “The feelings mutual. I wasn’t a believer before and even after all this I'm just half convinced still. You know what I mean?”

Jinyoung relaxes hearing this, “I actually do.” He noticed a relief smile plaster over Mark’s face.

“And I’ve been thinking...would you like to go on a date with me?”

Jinyoung was at a lost for words as his heart hammers against his chest. The only thing he was capable of doing was stare. The growing silence only made Mark nervous as he averts his gaze down to his shoes before looking back up. He scratches his head shyly, “Just to see if the theory of us being soulmates is solid?” He adds weakly.

“Just hurry up and just say yes so I can get inside Jinyoung hyung.” Bambam’s voice suddenly draws both Mark and Jinyoung to look behind them. The Thai boy had somehow suddenly appeared without them taking notice of him.

“How long were you standing there?” Jinyoung questions his cheeks burning.

“Who cares,” Bambam shrugs as Mark chuckles at the younger’s indifference. “Mark hyung is still waiting for your answer.”

“Yeah, Jinyoungie, I’m still waiting.” Mark teases.

“I-Jin-Jinyoungie?,” Jinyoung stammers being put on the spot.

Mark could only widen the grin on his face. A flustered Jinyoung was definitely amusing for him to see. It didn’t help that he had on his hood from his pink hoodie with the drawstrings tied under his chin making him look like a cute peach. “Yes, that’s your name.” Mark teases.

“I-I’m going inside!” Jinyoung exclaims turning to face the door grabbing for the handle. Only when he tries turning it the doorknob didn’t budge. He feels his ears burning realizing he didn’t unlock the door so of course, it wouldn’t turn to let him in.

“You forgot to unlock the door.” Bambam not so subtly whispers to Jinyoung.

“I KNOW.” He retorts back loudly as Mark snickers from beside him.

“I guess I stayed here long enough. I don’t want to intrude on the rest of your guys’ night.” Mark says giving a pat on Bambam’s shoulder before turning his attention back on Jinyoung. “And I’ll see you, Jinyoungie, this Friday at 6pm at your dorm to pick you up for our date. Good night.” He takes a step backward waving goodbye to the both of them before turning on his heels and walks away.

Jinyoung stood rooted at his spot staring at Mark walking off. He wasn’t upset that Mark didn’t leave him an option to reject the date. He was internally overjoyed by the thought of it.

“Earth to Jinyoung?” Bambam’s voice cuts into his thoughts.

“Huh? What is it?” He asks shifting his gaze to look at the Thai who was shaking his head at him.

“You are completely whipped for Mark Tuan if you just completely ignored how I addressed you.”

“Huh? How did you address me?”

Bambam makes a ‘tsking’ sound as he steps by Jinyoung to unlock their dorm to finally get inside.

(=^･ω･^=)

Jinyoung was nervous as his eyes darts back to the clock on the wall which he’s been staring at for the past fifteen minutes. Today was the day of his said date with Mark. He remembers recalling the events to Jaebeom and Youngjae the next day. And received an overjoyed excited otter laughing while slapping his back and a -eating grin from the cat lover.

“Could you stop pacing in front of the television? I think you’re giving me motion sickness.” Bambam’s voice breaks Jinyoung’s concentration.

“I can’t help it. He’s almost here.” He replies back pulling on the sleeve of his denim jacket. His outfit took a tremendous amount of time to pick out. Every one of his clothes he put on felt lacking until Bambam got tired of him asking for his opinion. Dragging Jinyoung out of his room saying he was forbidden to enter it until he comes back from his date. So he ended up wearing denim rip jeans, a black and white striped turtleneck, and a denim jacket to patch his pants. He styled his hair down and bangs parted to the side loosely with gel.

Bambam popped popcorn into his mouth as he stared at Jinyoung. “It’s going to be fine. Seems like you guys are both heads over heels for each other.”

Jinyoung couldn’t help but juts his lips out. “I highly doubt that he’s head over heels for me. He’s just curious of this whole soulmate thing.”

Bambam rolled his eyes at the comment. “He literally turned into a ing cat and turned back human in your bed. What further proof do the two of you still need?” Right when Jinyoung wanted to counter argue with the younger male the sound of a few knocks was heard coming from the front door. Before Bambam can even offer to get the door Jinyoung scurries to get it. Shouting out an ‘I’ll get it!’ at the male.

“Oh, wow,” Mark says bringing the small bouquet of sunflowers down to his side, “you look...great.” He pauses and says in a trance while scanning Jinyoung from head to toe. “I mean! You look just...wow!” Mark attempts to correct himself but failed miserably. He can feel his cheeks burning as Jinyoung gives him a shy smile.

“I think the correct terms you’re looking for is hot, y, handsome, and able.” Bambam shouts from inside the dorm. Mark can hear Jinyoung cursing Bambam under his breath. Peeking pass Jinyoung’s shoulder he sees Bambam situated on the couch eating a bowl of popcorn. Meanwhile, semi-watching the television in the room.

“Hey Bambam,” Mark greets as the younger waves back a hi at him. “how’s your afternoon going?”

“Please just take Jinyoung hyung and go. He’s been pacing back in forth in front of the tv. I just wanted to watch Black Panther peacefully.”

“Sure thing, you all ready to go?” Mark asks turning his attention back on Jinyoung who was already putting on his shoes.

“Let’s go, Bambam don’t wait up for me.” Jinyoung’s says closing the door behind him.

“I wasn’t planning on it!” Bambam yells from the other side of door as Jinyoung’s makes sure to lock it.

“I swear I am so going to kill him when I come back.” Jinyoung mutters to himself as Mark stifles a laugh. “I’m not kidding, it’s not like I’m bothering him with his movie which he’s already seen for about seventeen times.” Okay, he’s exaggerating a little bit. It was more like seven times, but Jinyoung thinks Mark doesn’t have to know this.

“You do know I’m a witness to your possible murder now right?” Mark asks with an amused grin on his face.

“Then I just might have to kill you too.”

“Even before we get to get started on our date? You are too cruel Park Jinyoung.”

Jinyoung couldn’t help but laugh as his eyes turn into crescents bringing out his cat-like whisker creases by his eyes. Noticing the bouquet of sunflowers still in his hand he motions at it. “Are those for me?”

“Oh, yes! I wasn’t sure what flowers you liked and the flower shop lady said sunflower meant adoration and it could bring joy to someone.” Mark explains bringing it out for Jinyoung to take who accepted it gladly.

Bringing the flowers close to his nose Jinyoung took a whiff and smiled. The gesture was beyond adorable to him and quite frankly he doesn’t recall ever being this happy for receiving a bouquet of flowers. “Thank you, I love them.”

Mark found himself staring at Jinyoung in a trance mesmerize by the young lad. It wasn’t until Jinyoung gesture for them to start walking did he snap out of it.

‘Get yourself together Mark Tuan! Don’t mess this up and don’t get yourself turned into a cat.’ He tells himself as both of them fell into a comfortable silence. Mark had this all planned out. He was going to take Jinyoung to a nearby bar famous as a hangout spot for the university students. Every Friday the bar would host a show for upcoming musicians from the university to come and perform. Needless to say, Jinyoung was thrilled by the idea as he quickened his steps. Telling Mark to hurry up so they could get a good spot off by the side but had a good view of the stage.

They managed to snag a spot, not their ideal spot, but it was better than nothing. Mark watches as Jinyoung ordered himself a drink. He looked great. Actually, he looked better than great. He looked hot like Bambam had said. Mark suddenly felt like his outfit was lacking as he examined himself. Before he got a chance to dwell on his lack of fashion choice Jinyoung’s calls out to him. He looks up to see Jinyoung giving him a quick once over as if he read his mind.

“I didn’t get a chance to say this earlier, but I really like your outfit today. You look great if you know what I mean.” Jinyoung says with a hint of teasing as he laughs quietly. That has Mark feeling hot as his cheeks burn recalling Bambam’s words. Mark thought he knew Jinyoung, the stubborn, shy, cute, sarcastic, frugal, and sweet male. He would have never thought Jinyoung would openly flirt like this. This proves to Mark there were still a million things to learn about this boy. He kept him on his toes for sure.

The evening went by with Mark and Jinyoung continuing to chat as the performance started. Mark finds himself lost in a trance as Jinyoung goes off to talk about something. When he finally snaps out of it, it’s only when Jinyoung stopped talking catching Mark staring at him with a smile. As the evening draws to a close and people began shuffling out of the bar they both decided it was time to leave as well.

A cool breeze hits Mark’s cheek as he steps out of the bar and sidles up beside Jinyoung. They walked in comfortable silence with no actual designation to reach. Mark watches from the side as Jinyoung brought the bouquet of flowers to his nose to sniff again.

“So out of a five star how would you rate our date so far?” Mark asks clasping his hands behind his back.

Raising a brow up in question Jinyoung asks, “You sure you want to ask me this even before our date ends?”

Mark gives a nod of his head as Jinyoung hums thinking about his answer. “A four out of five.”

Stopping in his steps Mark turns to look the younger bewilder. “What?” He asks as Jinyoung halted on his steps as well. “How do I add a point more to this date to make it a five?”

“Mmmm perhaps I can add point five more points if you take me to the ice cream shop near campus.”

“Deal.”

Jinyoung breaks out a smile as he extends a handout. “A hint for you, I’ll add point one more if you hold my hand while we walk there.” Without any further thought, Mark slid his hand in Jinyoung’s and entwine their fingers together. Jinyoung gave him permission to his hold and he wasn’t going to pass up this chance. “Well, then lead the way to our next designation my lovely date!”

Mark chuckles as he leads Jinyoung down the street whilst his thumb Jinyoung’s hand back in forth. He loves the feel of Jinyoung’s hand in his.

“Welcome to Moo Milk Ice Cream!” A female greets as Mark and Jinyoung steps inside the shop. The strong smell of sweet waffle cones hits Mark’s nose as his mouth begins to salivate from the delightful smell of sweets. “What can I get you today?”

Mark looks up from glass display to see the female looking at him with a huge smile. He didn’t think much of it as he looks to Jinyoung who was staring at the woman. “Jinyoung, what would you like?”

Jinyoung stared for a second longer before he spoke, “I’ll have a vanilla ice cream.” The female nod her head barely glancing towards him before focusing her attention back at Mark all too eagerly.

“And what about you handsome?”

Mark points at the glass display, “A cookies ‘n’ cream ice cream cone for me please.” As Mark pulls out his credit card to pay for Jinyoung and his ice cream he felt weirded out as the female attempted to brush their fingers together purposely. Handing him his card back Mark retracts his hand quickly as the female smirks at him.

“Two ice cream cone coming right up!” She singsong. As they waited for the ice cream Mark found Jinyoung wrapping his arms around his waist from the side while resting his chin on his shoulder.

“Thanks for the ice cream Mark hyung.” Jinyoung cooes quietly but it wasn’t so quiet that nobody could hear. There was practically only them and the female worker. So the female worker definitely heard that Mark thinks. The nickname, however, catches him off guard.

“Mark hyung?” He questions as Jinyoung nod and breaks out into a mischievous grin.

“Yeah, you loved it when I called you that last night.”

That has Mark raising an eyebrow up in question. He was pretty sure he did not see Jinyoung last night nor did they ever did anything that implied something ual. What was he getting at?

“One vanilla ice cream cone!” The female worker announces with a grunt. Her previous happy demeanor seeming to have disappeared. Jinyoung detaches himself from Mark to take the cone from her.

“Thank you.” Jinyoung says happily as the female worker ignores him to quickly get started on Mark’s ice cream cone. When Mark got his own cone and thanked the female worker he took note of her pout. He could hear her muttering about how the handsome one was always out of her league as he walked out of the shop.

“What was that all about?” Mark inquires when they were both back out on the street. Jinyoung his ice cream happily as he took the authority to hold Mark’s hand again.

“What do you mean?” He says innocently batting his doe eyes at Mark.

“Mark hyung? I don’t think you ever called me that once since we met.” The older reasons.

“Oh, did I misinterpreted? I just thought you didn’t care since you never pointed that out.”

“No, you’re right I don’t really care. But don’t try to avoid my question here. You were all over me back inside the ice cream shop.”

Halting his steps Jinyoung turns to give an incredulous look at Mark. “Are you serious right now? Or are you really this...dense?”

Mark stays quiet as Jinyoung sighs letting go of his hold on Mark’s hand. “Mark Tuan,” he says pointing his ice cream cone towards him, “she was flirting with you.” The older feels his cheeks flushing in embarrassment. It all made sense to him now. The smile and her flirtatious attempt at brushing their fingers together. How could he be so stupid and not notice it until Jinyoung told him? He felt a gentle poke to his forehead by Jinyoung’s index finger from his other free hand. “But that makes it all the more reasons to like you.”

“Is that why you wrapped your arms around my waist?”

Jinyoung huffs out a puff of air, “Well yeah, she had to know you weren’t interested.”

“Jinyoung, I don’t think she got that exact message as you intended.”

“Okay, fine she had to know you were taken. Happy now?”

Mark grins as he pinches a side of Jinyoung’s cheek before giving a of his ice cream. “You’re cute.”

Jinyoung palms the side of his cheek that Mark pinched. He narrowed his eyes slightly to come off as a little intimidating. “Minus point two points for calling me out!”

“What? That comes down to four point four points for the end of our date!”

“Well, whose fault is that?” Jinyoung taunts eating his ice cream while walking ahead.

Picking up his speed Mark falls in steps with the younger. “I got it, the final score can’t be that if there are more points for you to add.”

“What are you suggesting?”

“The date isn’t over until I say so.”

“And where else are you taking me, Mark Tuan?” Mark smiles cheekily as he takes a hold of Jinyoung’s hand.

“You’ll see.”

(=^･ω･^=)

“A little risque inviting me to your apartment for our date don’t you think?” Jinyoung asks taking off his jean jacket to drop it on the living room couch as he examines Mark’s apartment. It was organized and clean. Just a black couch, a television stand for his tv, a wooden bookshelf by the window filled with books, an open kitchen, and a hallway leading to four rooms. Jinyoung’s guessing those rooms probably led to Mark’s bedroom, a bathroom, a closet room, and the laundry room. Jinyoung’s been to a few of his classmates and friend’s apartment that had a similar layout as Mark’s house. Making his way to Mark’s bookshelf Jinyoung took a look at the books he had on the shelf.

“Make yourself at home while I go grab Spider-Man Homecoming for us to watch!” Mark calls out as he scurries down the hallway to his room.

After examining Mark’s bookshelf Jinyoung recognize a few of the books which he also had in his own book collection, but a majority of the books were comics which he found amusing. He could imagine Mark lazing around his apartment while reading comic books a good half of the day. Shifting his attention to something else he spotted a few photos hung up on the wall. On closer inspection, there was a photo of Mark and his family. Another of Jackson, Yugyeom, and Mark. Mark was wearing his basketball uniform smiling into the camera with both Jackson and Yugyeom beside him. It looked to be a picture where Mark had just finished a game as the background was of a basketball court.

“We took that photo last year.” Mark’s voice comes from beside Jinyoung giving him a scare. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Clutching his heart over his chest Jinyoung release a breath of ear. “You almost gave me a heart attack.” Hearing that only has Mark grinning from cheek to cheek. Rolling his eyes Jinyoung gesture at the DVD Mark was holding in his hand. “Just to let you know I already watched the movie with Bambam when it first came out in the movie theater.”

“Doesn’t matter, I’m just trying to win some points back for our date.”

“You’re unbelievable.” Jinyoung remarks walking towards the couch to take a seat as Mark goes to put the disc in the DVD player.

“Is it working? Mark asks when he takes a seat beside Jinyoung setting up the movie as he goes.

Teasing Mark by giving a shrug of his shoulder Jinyoung settles himself more comfortably on the couch. “Maybe, I have to see.”

Halfway through the movie, Mark found Jinyoung snuggled up beside him. It came naturally as if both of them slowly gravitated toward one another. Jinyoung had his head on top of Mark’s shoulder with Mark’s head resting on top of his. Thrown atop the both of them was a blanket to keep them warm. Somewhere between watching the movie Mark dim down the lights. Everything was perfect.

Both of them fell into a comfortable silence. Mark wasn’t even aware he fell asleep until he slightly jostled awake. The ending credit was already rolling for what seemed like quite a while. Looking down to the younger male, Jinyoung was still sound asleep. Petting his hair Mark hears a sigh escape Jinyoung’s lip.

“Jinyoung, wake up, it’s late I should bring you home.”

“Mmm, just a few more minutes.” He mumbles nuzzling closer to Mark’s body. “You’re warm and it’s nice.”

“Nice enough to earn back point two points for my date score?”

“You’ll have to try harder than that Tuan.” Jinyoung replies back with his eyes closed still.

Gently but in a swift motion, Mark grabs Jinyoung by the shoulder to have him sit upright to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. “There,” He says as he pulls back seeing Jinyoung flutter his eyes open. The guy was shocked initially before a playful smile plastered over his face. “Is that better?”

“Try a little harder.” Jinyoung teases as Mark leans forward again with their nose barely touching each other.

“Hmm, I wonder if this is trying hard enough?” Mark asks back above a whisper. Tilting his head slightly he glances up at Jinyoung’s reaction who seems to be anticipating for Mark’s next step in action. Looking back down to Jinyoung’s nice plump inviting lips he leans forward to close the distance between them.

It was weird, when both of them locked lips it felt like something clicked at that moment for Mark. He wasn’t sure if Jinyoung felt it as well. To explain it figuratively it was like a lock and key fitting together.

The kiss was tender and slow at first. As they got comfortable with the space between one another Jinyoung scooted just a tiny bit closer to Mark who in return placed a hand on his neck and waist to draw him in. The kissed slowly picked up and they finally pulled apart when they deemed it was time to catch their breath.

Jinyoung’s hair was slightly disheveled by Mark’s hand. Both Mark and Jinyoung mirrored red lips and cheeks. They chuckled as they made eye contact. Mark quickly took Jinyoung’s hand in his.

“Did you felt what I felt when we-”

“Kissed? Like something clicked such as a-”

“Lock and-”

“Key?”

Mark let out a laugh as Jinyoung joined in. “Soulmates you think?”

“I still don’t believe in it, but I wouldn’t mind going on continuous dates with you to figure that out.”

“Did I score a full five out five for our first date then?”

“Yes, but you want to know something even better?”

Mark arches an eyebrow at the question as Jinyoung maneuvers and pushes Mark back against the couch. Climbing on to his lap Jinyoung smirks, “You can earn an extra two points if you let me see your room.”

Mark stares up at him in awe, “Just to be sure, were you initiating something ually or were you actually asking to see my room?”

Jinyoung mouth falls open as his ears began to turn red. “Oh my...I didn't mean to...I was actually curious about…” He trails off flustered by what he didn’t mean to say. Mark laughs out a laugh watching Jinyoung now squirm uncomfortably on top of him. Wrapping his arms around Jinyoung’s waist to get his attention he plants a kiss on top of his nose.

“You’re so cute Jinyoungie.”

“Sh-shut up Tuan.” Jinyoung stutters avoiding his gaze.

“You know, it’s weird when you’re calling me by my actual name. I thought I was going to be Wine for the rest of my life. Do you miss him?”

The sudden change in the topic has Jinyoung looking at the older who waiting for an answer eagerly. Placing a hand on the side of Mark’s face Jinyoung uses his thumb to gently his cheek. “No, I rather have you as a human instead.”

“For me, I hated the events of me turning to a cat at first. However, somewhere along the way, I fell for you as you took care of me and I silently became thankful for the turn of events.” Mark explains nuzzling his cheek closer to Jinyoung’s hand.

“Yeah?”

“Mmhmm, and I should thank Jaebeom for insisting you take me in.” Mark jokes as Jinyoung lets go of caressing Mark’s cheek to cross his arms offended. Mark laughs knowing just how to toy with Jinyoung and appease him later.

“I change my mind. You scored zero points and I don’t want to go on a second date with you.”

“Too late,” Mark says pulling Jinyoung towards his body to hug him, “the date is over and you’re stuck with me, your human-turned-cat-turned-back-to-human form, forever.”

“Meow my life.” Jinyoung attempts at making a pun that has Mark laughing hysterically. Jinyoung’s lip turned upward amused. He could definitely get used to hearing Mark’s laugh from now on.

 

 

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Hey guys! Sorry for such a long wait for an update and it being the final chapter for this story. I originally was thinking of making this story longer, but I really wanted to wrap up this story. I'm sorry if you felt like it ended too fast and if the ending isn't good. TT

Thanks for joining on this crazy and weird ride with me. Plus, for giving support and love for this story. I apologize for any grammatical errors! ♡ Until next time!

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