Mail Order

Chapter Fourteen: Falling Fast Isn't Just For Fairy Tales

1K... One freaking K! Thank you all for reading! This is a big milestone and I wanted to update a new chapter for you all :) I also wanted to make it a bit longer for everyone's patience. 

I'll try and update more but I do, admittedly, get kind of busy. Work and adulting are annoying. :P

Jackson and Mark had stayed in California for four days total. On the fourth day filled to the brim with kisses between the pair, Mark had received a call saying that a lot of artists were waiting for him to resurface.  With a sigh and a heavy heart,  Mark told his parents and Jackson that it was time to head back to Korea.  Their stay was the vacation Mark had been looking for but work called.

And so, here they were, sitting in their seats about to fly across the sea on another long flight. Mark had been dumb enough to drink a few energy drinks before their take off and was buzzing with energy. Jackson sat next to him, his thumb grazing over Mark's knuckles every so often. Mark smiled in the direction of his husband. 

He had been a total hit with all the Tuan's, Jackson had practically been inducted into the family. His mother also told him they needed to have a proper celebration the next time he had time off. She wanted them to have a wedding in the same reception hall she had hers. With Jackson's puppy pout and her own form of a pout, Mark had agreed to the wedding idea. A rewarding kiss from his husband and a happy squeal from his mother. 

They all had a small celebration that night. Jackson seemed to have been really happy with the idea of a wedding. Maybe because with this type of thing, it wasn't normal to have a wedding? Mark was pulled back to reality as they were told to fasten their seat belts as they were about to lift off. Mark fastened his, letting go of Jackson's hand momentarily as the younger fastened his own. 

After their hands reunited and the plane started moving, Mark rested his head on Jackson's shoulder, his curiosity getting the best of him. 

"How did you get into this? Being sold as a mail order?" Mark asked quietly as not to let anyone overhear. 

The blondes eyes widened briefly, before he leaned his head atop Mark's, "It's a long story.. but mainly it comes down to there were money issues and.. well, this fixed those.." Jackson said, a nervous smile landing on his lips. 

Mark nodded slowly, "Well, I guess things happen for a reason.. right?" He was surprised to hear a yawn escape his lips. It must've been the altitude mellowing the energy drinks previously consumed.  Mark's eyes began to get heavier as the attendants came around saying that they were able to unbuckle. The brunette felt his hips become a bit looser as an arm wrapped around him and he fell into a easy slumber.

Mark awoke what seemed a while later. He moved his head slowly, his eyes landing on the blonde who slept peacefully.  He smiled softly as he looked for a close by attendant, "How close are we?" he asked sleepily. 

The woman smiled looking down at her watch, "We should be arriving in just under an hour, sir. Is there anything else I can help you with?" She asked him kindly. Mark shook his head no before saying a quick thank you. The woman walked away and Mark looked towards Jackson. Mark had slept most of the flight away and it seemed Jackson had as well.  

Mark ran his fingers across Jackson's stomach, rubbing the males abs through his shirt. After rubbing his stomach for a few moments, Jackson began to stir, a light moan escaping him. Mark's dark orbs nearly fell out of his skull. A moan? He was just trying to wake him up. 

"Gaga." Mark said in a hushed tone, trying to wake the younger boy up. "Gaga." He said a bit louder poking Jackson's side. Jackson's eyes fluttered open, a small smile on his face as he grabbed at Mark's fingers that were at his side.

"Baby, rub my stomach again. It felt so nice." The blonde said tiredly. The smile on his face was so contagious that Mark couldn't deny this boy. "Mmmhow far are we?" Jackson asked as Mark's hand found its way back to the younger's abdomen. 

Mark's head found Jackson's shoulder as he repeated the information the flight attendant gave him a few minutes ago.  Jackson nodded and closed his eyes once more releasing a small yawn.

After they touched down in Incheon, Mark and Jackson made their way to the parking lot after grabbing their luggage. Getting a taxi to their home, Mark felt the effects of the flight hit him as he let out another yawn. 

The couple walked into the house, daylight just peaking through the windows.  Mark's eyes trailed over to the blonde, seeing the tiredness in his eyes. He sent a tired smile over, his fingers lacing with Jackson's as he pulled them to the bedroom. 

Jackson smiled, instantly following suit.  

The pair fell into bed, quite literally as Mark pushed his husband into the comforter, crawling on top of him, having a sudden urge to kiss the younger. 

The brunettes lips connected with the blondes, his arms on either side of Jackson's head, fingers entangled in the platinum hair. A smile found its way to Mark's lips as he rested his forehead against the blondes. 

Mark chewed on his bottom lip, not knowing if it was the right time. He looked at the sleepily happy male beneath him. He smiled happily back. 

Two weeks ago, Mark would've been chasing around women, not believing this was a real thing. and now.. here he was staring at the beautiful boy who had his strong arms wrapped around him, smiling at him as if he was the best thing. 

"Jackson... Gaga..I.." Mark started, his heart pounding. Was he really ready? Was Jackson? "I think I've fallen for you." Jackson's eyes lit up, tilting his chin up for a kiss. 

"I know I've fallen for you,"