I'm In Love With My Step-Brother (Markson Fanfic)

Part 3

For the rest of our meal, I remained silent. What I can't understand is why I feel so devastated over the fact that Mark is going to be my brother. It's not like I know him on a personal level yet. Hell, I just met him today. He's just so perfect. It hurts me that I can't pursue someone like him, just because we're going to be brothers. Out of all the men in the world, my mom had to marry the guy that produced a hot ass son. Great choice, Mother...

"Jackson...Jackson!" 

Crap, I zoned out again. My mom was trying to get my attention once again.

"Oh, sorry," I responded innocently.

"Are you gonna eat or not?"

I was confused for a moment, but then I looked at the table. I was so lost in thought that I didn't even realize our food arrived. Not only that, but everyone else seemed to be half finished with their meals. I didn't even touch mine yet. 

I picked up my fork and aimlessly picked around at my pasta. I wasn't in the mood to eat. I lost my appetite at the thought of being Mark's brother forever. 

"Seriously, why aren't you eating? Just eat, Jackson," my mom said to me with an irritated tone. I shook my head in response to her. I couldn't bring myself to eat right now. She sighed and continued with her meal, knowing that nothing could change my mind.

"Jackson," a new voice called. I snapped my head up in the direction of the voice that said my name. To my shock, it was Mark.

"Y-yeah?" Fuck, I stuttered. 

"You should really eat, it's not good if you miss meals. Even if you aren't hungry, you should at least take a few bites," Mark sweetly said with a heartwarming smile.

I felt my heart skipping beats. Is he actually talking to me? Not just that, but does he really care about my health? Oh whatever, it doesn't matter. His words were enough to make me eat an entire buffet meal.

I took a forkful of pasta and put it in my mouth. My mom stared at me in surprise. She was probably shocked that Mark was able to make me eat when she couldn't. It's so weird, it's like Mark has the power to control my actions. Am I that infatuated with him? 

Shit, Jackson, control yourself. You're fucking brothers, stop thinking that way about him. Ugh.

Before I knew it, my entire dish was gone. I finished everything. I looked at my plate, shocked that I shoved all of that food in my mouth when I wasn't even hungry. Mark's words made me do that. I swear he's some mind control artist.

We finished eating, then left to go to our new place, Mark's house.

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"Welcome to our place!" Mark's father said happily.

Their house was pretty big. The inside was decorated with photos of Mark and his father. There were two floors, and they had a big yard and pool.

"Mark, why don't you show Jackson around. I'll be here with Mrs.Wang. You guys go have fun," his father said. I slightly gulped at the thought of us being alone together. 

"Okay. Jackson, come with me, I'll show you the yard!" Mark exclaimed as he grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me outside. My heart fluttered at his touch...I could feel my face blush, my ears felt hot.

"Wow, this is cool..." I said while looking around the well-kept yard.

"You wanna see something cool? Watch this!" 

Mark walked a few steps away from me. He ran, jumped, then flipped in the air. My eyes widened with shock, he did martial arts tricking? He didn't seem like the type. 

I clapped when he landed. "That was cool, but look at this!" I responded. I stepped to the side, then performed a double butterfly twist.

"WHOA. You do martial arts tricking too?!" Mark asked in shock.

"Yeah! I've been doing it ever since I was a kid, along with fencing and gymnastics."

"Wow, that's really cool. Teach me some fencing moves!"

"Alright, so this is something I do when I'm about to score a point." I took a firm stance, outstretched my arm, then hopped forward, backward, and charged into what would be the opponent.

"Is this how you do it?"

 Mark turned to face me, and prepped his stance the same way I did. He almost perfectly hopped, then quickly charged in my direction. I kept stepping back, thinking that he was gonna run into me. I stepped back until my back was against the wall. Mark was still charging, and just before he ran into me, he slammed his outstretched arm on the wall next to my head. Mark had one hand on the wall, the other slowly reaching behind my back.

"Mark...what are you doing? S-stop..." I nervously said. Mark leaned in and deeply whispered into my ear.

"You want me to stop? You don't think I notice you staring at me? I knew since I walked in to that restaurant. I know you want me, Jackson. Brothers or not, I know you want me. Don't deny it."