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❑ chapter sixty-four.

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( song of the day :
network love - seventeen )

( bonus song :
mark's verse in baby
don't like it 🤩 )

none of them thought this day would come.

a day where they could finally breathe the same air without worrying about cameras watching their simple movements, comfortably walking around each other without people scandalizing the accidental brush of their fingers or such.

no more networkly dispatch.

finally.

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mark drove to work with nixie.

as they finished parking, nixie turned to her side from the passenger's seat to face him, the bright glimmer in her eyes slowly fading upon seeing a patched up defection starting to grow from his left cheek to the other.

"are those the bruises from when you protected me from those drunk men the other day?" she asked, extending her arm to reach his face. using her thumb, she fondled the surface to which he returned with a courteous grin. "mark, i'm━ i'm so sorry."

"don't be."

mark caressed the hand that landed on his cheek, exhibiting a smile as soft as his touch. this current state transferred them from a sedan's confined interior, to someplace where the field flowers attained striking colors, butterflies elegantly flying through the air. the sky was tinted with a light blue, wisps of clouds scattered all over it.

who knew such a simple action could bring a different kind of happiness.

"at least i have the right to say that i got them for you."

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yuta walked in front of one of the elevators, earning numerous bows from the other employees around him.

once he turned around by instinct, he saw byul holding a mop, giving him nothing but a blank stare.

why isn't she roasting the fuck out of me yet ?! that's weird.

but actually, she just attempted t trip him while he wasn't looking to her direction but unfortunately, he noticed.

"you think you a little sly bitch huh?" yuta chuckled condescendingly. "well maybe you are, but i'm better."

"bet."

for about twenty minutes, the two of them stayed that way, holding failed attempts to trip each other and just everything else to satisfy the craving of comedy. all of that while blurting out random noises accompanied by a few curse words. this, of course, made their colleagues laugh because of the undeniable silliness.

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