Mark was scrambling some eggs in the kitchen of your house while you were still in dreamland. After cooking, he came up to your room, holding a tray with his and your breakfast. Then... he needed at least one hand free to open the bedroom door.

You woke up to grunts coming from right outside your room. Curious, you walked towards it and opened the door and there was poor Mark, looking tired from attempting trying to open the door without using his hands.

"... What were you doing?" you asked, giggling a little.

"No... I mean, my hands were full and I needed to open the door..." he explained innocently making you laugh.

"Pabo... Pabo hyung," you teased.

The two of you came back in and sat on the bed. Mark placed the tray of food in between the two of you.

"Wahhh... Breakfast in bed?" you woahed as you grabbed your cutlery that Mark had placed on your plate.

"I was trying to think of ways to make it up to you. This is just number one!" he exclaimed.

"How many are there?" you asked, mouth full of scrambled eggs.

"Three in total! Heheheheheee... I'll be kidnapping you for 4 days and 3 nights! NO QUESTIONS ASKED," Mark said.

Your eyes widened, round as saucers. 4 days... and 3 nights... WITH MARK?!

"Wait, wait, wait... Errr, I have school and you have AN IDOL LIFE," you said.

"Come on... Do you actually pay attention in class, bro? And GOT7 will have a whole week of break," he said.

"... How about Park Jinyoung?" you asked.

"Well, no offense, this wouldn't be the first time you do something behind his back. Besides, this time, its because of me so if you get into trouble, I'll take the full blame," Mark said.

"Yah... If I get the blame, all he could do is ground me. If YOU get the blame, you could get fired!" you said firmly.

Mark shrugged his shoulders.

"I'd do more than that for you, honestly," Mark revealed.

You were taken aback by his words... in a good way. You laughed a little and sighed.

"Whatever..." you said happily, making Mark smile.

"So! Breakfast in bed! Done!" Mark exclaimed.

"Pfft... What's next?" You asked.

"... We're going to LA!" he cheered.

"LA?!" you gasped.

"Yup! You said that you've always wanted to go there. Besides, my family wants to meet you. Please, in advance, if they already prepared wedding invitations for the both of us. Forgive them," Mark said making you laugh.

THE NEXT DAY... MORNING...

The two of you were waiting for the plane... when all of a sudden, loud noises could be heard... and the two of you knew right away, who were coming.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO BRING THAT MANY SNAPBACKS!" JB scolded.

"BUT THEY'RE MY BABIES!" Jackson argued.

"YAH! YOU TWO! PEOPLE ARE STARING!" JR nagged... ironically, making more people stare at them.

"Oh. My. God." you and Mark said in unison.

The two of you turned around and saw the other 6 members of GOT7, walking in a large group, arguing and dragging behind their hand luggages. Youngjae spotted the two of you and smiled.

"THERE THEY ARE!" Youngjae exclaimed.

"Sheesh!" Mark whined as they got closer.

"Hi~" Bambam greeted cheekily.

"Erm... Why are you fools here?" you asked.

"Oh! Yeah, so we had nothing to do for our one week break... And we emailed Mark's dad whether we could stay over their house with you guys and he said YES," JB explained.

"Ugh... THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JUST JISUNG AND ME!" Mark said firmly in a hushed tone.

The 6 members smiled mischievously.

"Oooooohh~" the 6 of them teased.

You managed to contain your blush and started smacking their arms as hard as you could to have them just STOP.

REACHED THE FRONT OF MARK'S HOUSE...

It was a house on its own with a medium sized lawn at the back. All in all, it wasn't the grandest house... but it was the cosiest. Your house was WAY WAY bigger but for some reason, Mark's house looked more like... home. Mark rang the doorbell and footsteps could be heard from inside.

"Wait up, what if they don't like me?" you asked yourself.

Just then, Mark's mother opened the door and smiled warmly at everyone.

"Ahah! I see my son... JB... Jackson... JR... Bambam... Youngjae... Yugyeom... Oh! Is this Jisung?!" she asked.

"Ermm... Hi, Mrs Tuan," you greeted nervously.

"Hello!!!" she greeted happily and came forward to hug you.

You were surprised but you hugged her back gingerly.

"What's with the ruckus, love?" Mark's dad asked as he came to the entrance.

Mark's mother let go off you and held her husband's hand.

"Well, all the boys are here... and here is Jisung. Isn't she beautiful?!" she exclaimed.

The rest of the boys started to snort and giggle at how she linked the word "beautiful" and "Jisung".

"Well, well, well... Just from looking at you, I can tell why Mark found you special..." Mark's dad said warmly.

You looked at Mark.

"You find me special?" you asked and he nodded.

"Right at first glance, I knew you'd be my best friend!" Mark explained.

"Oh..." you said, feeling a bit sad and disappointed.

"Well! Enough jibber jabber, everyone, lets go in," Mark's mother said and everyone went in.

The room you went into had white wooden panels as the walls, there were some pink flowers painted on it. The furniture was mostly white and pink and quite vintage. It wasn't your style but Mark's parents were just so nice so you kept your mouth shut. You tossed your backpack on the bed and sat beside it. There was a knock on the door and Mark's mother came in, smiling her angel-like smile.

"Mark told me that you were a bit on the boy-ish side. I hope the room is okay," she said worriedly.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, its fine," you said.

"I had no idea you and Mr. Tuan spoke korean," you continued saying.

She sat beside you and faced you.

"Yeah... We learnt it a month after Mark went to Korea. We wanted him to speak less English so he would get better with Korean. So we learnt it," she explained and you nodded.

"Mark told us a lot about you. Hahah, we thought you two were together when actually you two were actually good friends," she said and you gave a slight smile.

"... What do you think? What are the two of you to you?" she asked suddenly.

"Um... I don't understand..." you said.

"Do you think that the two of you are best friends?... Or maybe, do you think that you two should be more than that?" she asked.

You looked into her eyes and knew that she figured out that you liked Mark.

"How..." you said halfway.

"I know my son. He's not just a handsome boy... he has his charms that girls just fall for. Being his best friend, he probably shows you more charming sides of him that other people don't even get to see," she explained.

You shook your head.

"Mark doesn't like me that way. In his eyes, I'm like a brother to him. I think he even forgets that I'm a girl sometimes," you said sadly.

"Hm... Lets change that!" she said happily.

"Huh?" you asked and you saw the same mischievous smile, that Mark also has, on her face.