TIME: Mark Tuan edition

Chapter 57

a/n: hi and bye. enjoy.

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Another day, another hour. "Jackson, how long are you going to take?"

"In a minute!" Jackson calls out. He's been choosing what to watch for what seemed like hours. We decided to watch a movie last time I was here and he said he would pick out movies for us to watch. Here I am, sitting in the massage chair waiting for him to pick a movie.

"We decided to watch a movie days ago, why haven't you picked one out yet?" I complain. I was annoyed that he still hasn't picked a movie, but I didn't mind that I had more time to enjoy the massage chair. Coco joined me on my lap and cuddled on my stomach. These past few times that I have come by strengthened our relationship and she has gotten a lot closer to me. I start to pet her and she licks my hand. I giggle and squish her face. She probably hates it, but it's so fun and cute to do. I take a picture of her and another with the both of us and send it to Mark.

'She loves me more than you. Kekeke.'

Soon after I receive a message.

'But she can't love you more than I do ^^'

'Are you using our massage chair?'

My eyes widen as I got caught, but shrug not fearing the consequences.

'I definitely love her more. And so?'

"Do you like action?" Jackson asks taking my attention away from my phone.

"Yeah. Jackson, I said anything is fine. You don't have to ask. I am honestly okay with any genre. As long as there are english subtitles if we're watching a Korean film," I reassure him. My phone buzzes and my attention is back on the conversation on my phone.

'Wow, that hurts Chris. I thought we had something special.'

'I could always give you a massage,'

I roll my eyes at his messages.

'You're a fool, Mark. You aren't going anywhere near my shoulders.'

"Horror?" Jackson asks again.

"OH MY GOD JUST PICK ONE!" I burst. I hold my head in my hands and Coco jumps off my legs and runs off. I scared her..boo...

"Hurtful," He says holding his chest. He sassily looks away and finally sets up a film before pulling me out of the massage chair and onto the couch as he settles next to me. He lays his head on my lap and I instinctively run my hand through his hair. Movie after movie we sat in the same position. Soon enough our stomachs started growling. "As comfortable as this is, I think it's time for us to eat."

"Comfortable for you," I mutter. He sits up and pulls me to his lap. I struggle to sit back up. "YAH!"

"It's comfy," he says. Honestly so random sometimes. "Anyway, what do you want to eat for lunch.

"I'm lazy to cook, do you want to order in?" I offer finally sitting up and looking at him.

"Sounds good to me. Chimeck?" He asks.

"Call!" I say. "We really shouldn't be having it this early or having it at all, but it sounds really good right now."

"One day won't hurt us," He waves it off and looks for the number on his phone. "Half and half?"

"Yes, sir!" I salute playfully and he nods beginning to call and ordering for us. I look at the time and notice it's already past noon.

"Do you need to pick up Miguel today?" He asks and I notice that he finished ordering already. "It's coming in a bit."