Mail Order

Chapter Four: Learning and Bed-Making

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**Leans towards Jackson's POV**

Jackson was never all that great at talking about himself, which is probably why he gave such a wide eyed expression when Mark asked about him.

He stared over to the brunette that had legally become his husband. Jackson had noticed once he had received Mark's photo that the brunette was extremely attractive. Mark was slim, but also appeared to have muscles, which Jackson found highly alluring. Mark's reddish brown hair framed his face in the most appealing way.

The brunette also had lips that Jackson found himself staring at the whole plane trip. He would try to put the photo away, though kept pulling it out with one question on his mind. How would it feel to kiss his husband?

Jackson finished his bite of noodles, cheeks starting to grow red with the impending doom that was talking about himself.

"Well first off, I'm wild and sexy.." Jackson started with a joking perspective, but could have sworn he heard Mark say that he could see that. "But really, my birth name is Wang Ga Yi. I get told I'm too talkative, and I like rapping and dancing."

He kept it pretty simple but he wasn't sure exactly what Mark had wanted to know. Plus Jackson was rather simple when it came to pretty much everything.

Mark nodded, "Good to know. I'm sure I'll find out more about you over the next week. Oh, my birth name is Tuan Yi En, though because I grew up in America, I went by Mark. I'm actually a producer and lyricist for BER right now. But my good friend is one of the main choreographers there. He wanted to be the first to meet my wife err... husband I guess." Mark explained about Yugyeom's earlier request.

Jackson nodded, being somewhere between excited and nervous to meet Mark's friends.

Admittedly, Jackson was upset that Mark had been looking for a wife, though very grateful for the opportunity to stay in Seoul for at least a week. The blonde easily predicting the annulment of their marriage and after what would be a glorious week with one of the most attractive men he had the pleasure of laying eyes on, a trip back to China to wait for a new husband.

Jackson chose to smile, the option to stay being enough to make him at least a bit happy. "I'd love to meet your friends." He finally responded.

Mark smiled back to Jackson, his eyes turning into crescent moons and a toothy grin accompanying the look, making it complete.

While Jackson was still finishing his food, Mark got up from the table, grabbing Jackson's suit cases and proceeded to a door. Jackson watched as the brunette vanished behind the door, an eyebrow raised as he slurped his noodles.

After about fifteen more minutes, Mark still hadn't emerged. Jackson began to get very curious, at first just thinking the elder was changing his clothes or something along that line.

Having finished his food longer than ten minutes ago, the blonde cautiously tiptoed to the door his husband stood behind. Jackson could hear the other man muttering to himself, though wasn't able to decipher the words he was saying.