Joining Rainbow was probably not the best decision you made, since you were unable to speak. When you first joined the team, a week ago, you only used sign language which no one understood.

You sat alone, like usual, and messed with the hem of your uniform. You finished your food awhile ago yet you wondered what you were still doing in the cafeteria. You stood up abruptly before grabbing your gas mask and leaving the room, going back to your own room.

You were assigned to work with the S.A.S men, since you specialized in what they did. They didn't treat you like an outcast, thankfully, and they were friendly with you. Mute, however, was the nicest out of the four and you thought he didn't talk either because of his name. But he did talk yet that didn't stop you from hanging out with him more.

Speaking of him, you passed him in the hallway on the way to your room and you both waved.

"Hey, (Y/n)," Mark greeted. "Was your day good?"

He started to walk with you as you shook your hand a little and shrugged.

"It was okay?" He asked, and you nodded. "Mine too."

You smiled at his sympathy as you both continued to walk to your room. An idea popped into your head and you tapped his shoulder, gaining his attention.

"What is it?" He asked, turning to you.

You posted at him, then yourself and towards a nearby door. He looked at you confused as he thought about what you meant. He put the pieces together and realized what you meant.

"You want me to hang out with you in your room?" He asked, unsure.

Your eyes lit up and you nodded eagerly, happy that he got it right.

"Alright, we can do that." He said, smiling.

You smiled back and grabbed his hand, rushing down the hallway towards your room. He almost fell but managed to catch his footing, laughing lightly at your excitement. Soon, you both stopped at your door and you opened it, gesturing for Mark to go in first. He went in and you walked inside after him, closing the door behind you. You then turned to him and gestured towards yourself and your closet, letting him know you were going to change. He nodded in understanding and you grabbed what you wanted to wear, going to the bathroom to change.

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Mark waited for you to get done as he looked around your room, seeing different kinds of posters and pictures. He walked over to your desk and picked up a framed image of you and a boy that looked around your age.

'Hm, must be a relative.' He thought.

He perked up at the sound of the bathroom door opening and turned his head to see you dressed in a more casual outfit. You wore a turtleneck with a pair of sweatpants and warm socks. He watched as you walked over to your hamper and placed the now dirty outfit you were wearing in it. He cleared his throat which caused him to look at you and you saw the framed image in his hand.

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"Is he your brother?" He asks as you walk over to him.

You nod your head before taking the image from Mark, and smiled sadly. You placed it back on your desk and walked to your bed, him following suit and you both sat down.

"What was he like?" He asked, and you looked at him. "Your brother, I mean."

You nodded in realization and grabbed a notebook with a pencil. You opened it and wrote your response before showing it to him.

He was very kind and majored in computer engineering, like you

He smiled as he finished reading what you wrote as you wrote another sentence.

You would've liked him as a person

"Yeah, I probably would." He said.

You gave him a sad smile and he noticed this.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked. "That smile doesn't look happy."

You wrote for a minute or two before showing him, then looked down sadly.

I lost him in a car accident, that's how I lost my voice too

"Oh, I'm sorry." Mark said, placing down the notebook and hugging you.

You hugged back as you placed your head on his shoulder, on the brink of tears. You pulled back and wrote on the notebook more before showing him.

I still have the scar from that day

He looked back at you and you slowly pulled down the neck of your sweater. He widened his eyes and almost gasped upon seeing the large gash that was along your neck, where the larynx(voice box) was supposed to be. He looked at you and gently cupped your face, wiping away the tears that were beginning to flow.

"If I could, I'd give you your voice back." He says as you lean into his touch.

You smile at his words as you place your hands over his own, staring deeply into his eyes.

"Hey, uh, (Y/n)?" Mark asks, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You tilted your head to let him know that you were listening.

"Me and the others are going to have a movie marathon, would you like to join us?" He asked.

You nod your head and he removes his hands from your face, then stands up. You stand up after him and grab the small notebook and pen before you both leave your room and down the hallway.

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Mute watched in admiration as you widened your eyes in awe during some scenes of the movie being played. Suddenly, you looked away from the screen and grabbed your notebook, writing something down and showing him.

I need to use the bathroom real quick

"Alright." He whispered to you.

You put your notebook down and stand up to go use the bathroom, unaware of his gaze still on you as you walked out.

"You like her, don't you?" James asked in a teasing tone.

"What? No!" Mark exclaims, turning away from him and blushing.

"Someone has a crush~"

"Who has a crush?" Mike perked up at James' comment.

This also caught Sledge's attention.

"Markie here has a crush on (Y/n)." James said.

Mark covered his face in embarrassment as they started to tease him for it.

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You were looking at the scar on your neck as you stood in front of the mirror, contemplating whether you should let the others see it or not. You took a deep breath and gained sudden courage, walking out of the bathroom. You changed out of the sweater you wore and into a more comfortable shirt of your favorite band. You walked out of your room and back to the other room where they were having their marathon. As you got closer to said room, you heard their voices and stopped at the door to hear what they were saying.

"C'mon, Mark, just tell her already!" You heard James exclaim.

'Tell who?' You wondered.

"No, what if she doesn't feel the same?" Mark asked unsure.

"Are you kidding? I've seen her get nervous every time I mention you to her."

Your heart broke a little as they continued to talk about Mark's mystery crush. Perhaps it was you, but that was unlikely. You sighed as you opened the door and their little chat slowly stopped as you got closer to them. You took your seat back next to Mark and gave him a smile before looking towards the tv, acting like you weren't just listening to their conversation moments ago. In the corner of your eye, you saw Mike nudge Mark and he swatted his arm away.

"(Y/n)?" You heard someone whisper.

You turned to see Mark looking at you with a nervous look in his eyes.

"Can I....can I talk to you in private?" He asked.

You nod your head and you both stand up as he leads you outside of the room. You noticed that he was nervous and kept his eyes away from yours, which worried you a bit. You brought up a hand and made him look at you then you saw the redness on his face. He cleared his throat and stood up a little straighter before grasping your hands.

"(Y/n)," he started. "I need to tell you something, and it's about when we first met."

You felt your heart beat faster as you thought about what he meant.

"When I saw you for the first time, I was stunned by how beautiful you are." He said.

Now you were the one you get nervous as your face flushed red; he continued.

"I've met plenty of other girls in my life, but you," he exhaled sharply. "You're the most unique one I ever met, and I have a confession to make."

At this point, your heart was pacing faster than you could comprehend and one of his hands gently cupped your face.

"(Y/n), I know it's only been like a week, but," he says. "I.... I'm in love with you."

At that moment, it felt like you couldn't breathe and felt a single tear fall from your eye.

"(Y/n), I-" you cut him off by kissing his lips.

He kissed back as his other hand went to your waist and your hands were placed on his chest. After a few more seconds, you both pulled back and stared into each other's eyes. You brought up his hand from your waist and intertwined your fingers with his, him pressing his forehead against yours.

"Does this mean you feel the same?" He asked.

You laughed lightly and nodded your head as you hugged him. He hugged you closer by wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing a kiss to your head.

You never thought this moment would ever happen but you were happy it did, especially with your favorite person.