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91. GOT7 Jackson - Love Languages

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Sometimes, it's hard to understand the person you love.

Warnings: Fluff, some language.

Word Count: 4.1k+

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As you stood with the soft wind brushing your cheeks and his warm hand entwined in yours, you wondered why it took an entire lifetime for you and Jackson to recognize that you loved each other. His lips gently brushed your forehead and he looked down at you with his familiar, handsome smile.

You see, some couples blame the delay on bad timing or insecurities. Others blame it on distance and external circumstances. But in your case it was none of those things.

Jackson had always loved you.

You had always loved Jackson.

The two of you simply loved each other in different languages.

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1. Missing Each Other

Jackson missed you most when he was alone.

He was an extrovert- he surrounded himself with people, with work and distractions of both the good and the bad variety. His days were usually busy and he likedit that way.

Because when he was alone, he did nothing but think of you.

Jackson lay back in bed that night and closed his eyes, but sleep evaded him. With all the noise and chit-chat on the surface gone, he was forced to delve deeper into his mind. The hidden part that always missed you, the part that always wondered what you were doing, the part that wished you were beside him.

His thumb hovered over your contact number.

You liked to be left alone on your nights in. Jackson knew that better than anyone. You didn't like unexpected calls and unexpected visitors. You often responded with an annoyed huff when he called you on Friday nights, mostly because he had interrupted your late-night binge-watching or because you were trying to study.

You didn't think about Jackson when you were alone. Not the way Jackson thought about you. He knew that.

Still, he couldn't resist. His fingers hovered over the chat for a few moments before he typed in the message.

Are you asleep?

The little tick mark appeared almost instantly, indicating that you had read his message. Jackson held his breath for a few moments as you typed, wondering if he was going to get scolded for interrupting the latest Song Joong-kidrama.

I wish, your reply said. My roommate dragged me to this party. I don't know anyone here and she won't let me leave because I'm her ride home. I was about to text you.

Jackson smiled.

Maybe talk to some new people? he suggested.

Your response was instant. I'd rather die.

I'll drop by. Send me the address.

You smiled to yourself and closed the chat app. Jackson was always up for a good party. He loved talking to new people. He loved mingling and drinking and being the center of attention. He thrived in environments like these and everyone loved him.

Not you. You walked into a party and instantly wished Jackson was there beside you.

Parties reminded you of how unbearable other people could be and how much you disliked everybody that wasn't Jackson Wang. Being alone came naturally to you. But making friends, going out and mingling with people took effort.