Chapter 7

"What do you want to eat?" Mark asked. "Oh... What do you want to eat?" Bambam asked. "I asked you first, so you answer first." Mark said.

"Well, I don't have anything in mind so you decide." Bambam shrugged. Mark sighed, "Since I got to choose the bedroom I want, you choose dinner." He insisted.

"Ms Park said both our favourite food for dinner. Not mine." Bambam deadpanned. "Fine, I will count to three and we will say our food by the count of 1." Mark suggested and Bambam nodded.

"3... 2... 1..." Mark counted down. "Western!" "Thai!" They both said and sighed when both of their answers were not the same.

"Wait... Give me a second." Mark muttered, taking out his phone.

Mark - Can we order takeout?

Ms Park - As long as you are eating together,  then yes.

Mark - THANK YOU.

Mark then placed his phone back into his pocket with a sigh of relief and Bambam looked at his in curiosity and questioningly.

"Ms Park said we could order takeout. So why not you order Thai food and I order Western food and share them while watching a movie or something?" Mark shrugged.

"Okay. That definitely is a good idea." Bambam nodded, satisfied. "And while waiting for the food, we could pack our things." He added and Mark nodded.

"Hey! What about we decide each other's food choice? Like, I'll order your Western food and you'll order Thai for me." Bambam said enthusiastically.

Mark said nothing and Bambam took his silence as a yes. "We're getting along too well." Mark thought and frowned. Bambam noticed it and his smile immediately faded and he frowned too.

"Do you not like the idea?" He asked. "Huh?" That was a smart answer, Mark, so smart. Mark thought. "Oh, no, no, no. I was just thinking about something." Mark quickly added.

"Oh... So the idea's still on?" Bambam asked, his smile back in mere seconds. Mark nodded and Bambam grinned from ear to ear.

-Time Skip-

They finally finished packing and ordering the food and was heading downstairs to pick a movie to watch together while still waiting for the food.

"What genre do you like?" Mark asked. "Eh? I'm fine with all." Bambam responded. "Nothing in a specific?" Mark questioned. "I do. But don't laugh at me, yeah?" Bambam muttered.

Mark nodded. Bambam looked at the floor and whispered, "I actually really love romance movie." Bambam blushed after his confession. Mark smiled, "That's fine. Pick a movie."

"Me?" Bambam questioned. "I chose the bedroom. The both of us chose the food. Your turn to choose something." Mark explained.

Bambam beamed and strolled through the movies after plopping onto the sofa. The door bell rang and Mark went to fetch the food and place it on the table, not noticing what movie Bambam chose.

"Everything is settled." Mark announced. "Yay~ Food~" Bambam cheered. Mark stifled a laugh and sat on the floor, beside the table and Bambam sat next to him.

"What are we watching?" Mark asked. "You'll see." Bambam winked. Mark sighed and just digged into his food, waiting for the movie to start while Bambam did the same.

Mark's eyes widened when he saw the title of the movie, "You did not just choose that movie." Bambam smirked, "I just did."

A/N
I wonder what that movie is ;)

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