Welcoming Committee - Markson

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Jackson was the first to jump in the pool. He had run down the stairs, and nearly ran into the half open glass door. Too excited to be creative, he executed a very careless cannonball.

As soon as he hit the water, he smiled, scrunching his eyes shut and allowing the cool water to momentarily freeze his body. It was thrilling, and when he surfaced, he only wanted to do it over again. The cold water soothed his aching muscles. Moments like these were what made him feel best, messing around in a pool with his friends. He felt happy, and at ease.

However, that soon changed. He halted in the centre of the pool, as Mark walked through the door. Suddenly feeling weak, Jackson swam to the edge of the pool, holding on so that he wouldn't drown, just in case his legs stopped working at the sight of Mark up close. 

If Mark noticed Jackson staring, he didn't let on, coolly flipping into the pool. Jackson did his best to notice every curve and ripple of Mark's body. 

However, BamBam definitely noticed, and, as Jackson was distracted waiting for Mark to surface, he crept up beside Jackson, a wide grin on his face. "How can you be thirsty with all this water around?"

If Jackson had been standing on anything, he would have jumped. Instead, he curled his body up, looking at BamBam guiltily. "Don't say anything."

BamBam didn't need to, Jackson was obvious enough, it's just that no-one had been paying attention.

"There's no way I'm not telling Yugyeom."

"I will drown you right here." 

BamBam squealed, pushing off the wall and kicking water in Jackson's face. It soon turned into a competition, seeing who could spray more water at the other. 

With BamBam successfully distracted, Jackson's secret was safe, for the moment.