sweet dreams (markson)

chapter 7

Jacksons Pov.

I woke up to Bambam pestering me about I should stay home and rest today.Usually I would go hell yeah!But missing days then coming back with 476831 papers of homework to do isn't nice after being sickly."Bambam I'm fine".He looked at me not convinced "Okay walk  to the middle of this room smile, and start doing stretches".I gulped and got up. I managed to get to the middle of the room feeling accomplished."Okay smile and give me 10 jumping jacks".He's planing to kill me.I smiled and as I finished one jumping jack I started to feel nausea. By the second one JR. was holding me up and as I am in so much pain that I'm going to pass out I appreciated it.My eyes closed as I felt my head it the pillow and a blanket of warmth came over me.

3rd person Pov.

Mark watched as Jackson fainted again and was placed back onto the messy bed by the care of his friend.The red head kept his promise and stayed with him all night watching him toss and turn.He put his hand on his head.It was hotter than yesterday.Mark wasn't used to sickness and was mentally hoping he wouldn't die.

Marks POV.  (yes I know finally)

Feeling his heat and sweat on my hands scared me.It was to hot.Ah what if he melts?What if he dies?No I won't allow that I won't allow the first person ever to see me in 9 years die. He asked me to stay I, I can't leave now not like I want to anyway.No I won't go back to being alone never."Mm-Mark"? I looked down, startled I took my hand off his forehead.He smiled "Your still here". I nodded "Of course".He moved over a bit and I sat down staring at him cross legged.

"Your eyes are so pretty".

"W-what".

"I kept getting lost in them every time I see you".

I flushed a dark shade of pink "Ah thanks you have uh nice uhh, you have a nice face".

"Oh thank you Mark Tuan".

I stared at him saying nothing. What could I say?

"Your wings, they're black why".

My eyes widened my wings have been something that symbolized who I've become for so long. Poor Alice.

"Is that to personal sorry".

I looked at him calmly "No it's okay how are you feeling".

He laughed " I've been better".I nodded.It felt...odd to worry about someone. "My wings are black because of the lonelyness I've trapped myself in.Just  a place with nothing to do and nothing to lose".

3rd person Pov.

Jackson stared at Mark then slowly started to touch his wings gently. Mark gasped at the sudden touch and stiffed, frightened. Jackson smiled saddly "Mark I won't hurt them or you I promise".The redheaded male nodded and the more Jackson touched them the lighter he felt.

"Seriously how are you feeling".

"Horrible".

Mark laughed abit at Jacksons blandness. "Whoa you laughed do it again"."Huh no".Jackson started to tickle the boys sensitive wings.Mark burst out laughing "Ah Jackson staph it".He continued to laugh in till he managed to get Jackson off of him.

"Your laugh is so cutteee".

"No it's not",he glared."Jackson".

Jackson coughed slightly feeling woozy

"Are you alright".

Jackson nodded

Silence filled the room as they stared calmly at each other.

Jackson stood up walking slowly to the window staring at the droplets beginning to fall from the clouded sky.Mark stood up looking behind him.

"Are you real".

Mark drew closer to him lightly touching his sides."How real do you want me to be?"Jackson looked out quietly without giving him a glance thinking.Mark wrapped his light hands around Jacksons chest letting his chin rest on his shoulder. Mark turned his face around to look at him "I could be this real".His lips were pressed against Jacksons.

Mark POV.
Warm..So warm. I couldnt feel him react so I let go. I stared at him waiting. Sighing after no response I turn around to the mirror. "I need to get back".

3rd person Pov.

Jackson grabed hold of Marks hand spinning him into his arms. He kissed his cheek."Could you be that real please?"Mark glanced at him and smiled "Your wish is my command"."Then please don't leave".Mark nodded and help Jackson back into bed.