Affinity // (GOT7 Markson)

Chapter Twenty Two - Siu Mai

Mark woke up early, relaxed and refreshed. He let his hand wander to the other side of the bed and noticed that his boyfriend was still sound asleep, snoring quietly in peace. Mark smiled and snuggled back into him before pulling his cellphone out.

MARK TUAN (text)

First night waking up at home, feels good. How is it going back in Canada?

KRYSTAL JUNG (text)

Boring. Come home. I miss you. Bruiser misses you too, I know because I speak dog.

MARK TUAN (text)

HAHA! We'll be back in a couple days, try not to miss me that much.

KRYSTAL JUNG (text)

I hate you!~ Can't wait to see you, enjoy yourself.
Oh and have sex on the beach for me please. ;)

Mark laughed and turned his cellphone off. With a quick stretch he yawned to himself and slipped out of the bed, leaving Jackson to sleep in silence.

Mark wandered slowly down the dark wooden hallway, staring intently at all of the pictures of his childhood. His heart sank a little everytime he spotted pictures of his mother, but he quickly reminded himself that she was in a better place; still he couldn't help but miss her.

"Good morning, Dad." Mark whispered, rubbing his eyes.

Papa Tuan jerked his head a bit in surprise, unaware that Mark was awake. "Hey champ. How was your first night here?"

"Good. I haven't slept this well in a very long time." Mark answered, digging through the cupboard for cereal.

"Don't eat that crap, we're going out for Dim Sum!" Raymond laughed, clearly excited. "Wake Jackson up, I wanna beat the rush!"

With that Mark giggled and headed back to the bedroom to wake Jackson up. When he cracked the door open he realized Jackson was already awake looking through his phone, with a very concerning look on his face.

"Babe?" Mark questioned.

"You're never going to believe what just happened." Jackson said slowly, turning his phone towards Mark.

Mark grabbed the phone and read the article to himself, his eyes widening in shock at what he saw.

Wang Enterprises names new young, determined, and fresh heir by the name of Park Jaebeom.

"He's fucking disowning me, I know it. This is his way of telling me that he won, and I lost." Jackson said, his fist clenching firmly. "I can't believe my father, ugh!"

"Wow, I can't believe this." Mark said, sitting down next to the angered boy. "This is all my fault."

"Please don't make this about you, Mark. You know better than anyone that he would've done this regardless of who I was with. I just happened to fall in love with you, I'd get the same treatment no matter which boy I was with." Jackson reminded him.

"I guess you're right, but I'm just really really shocked that he's going to these lengths to make it clear to you that he doesn't want the company scathed by the whole gay thing." Mark said with a confused tone.

"My father will stop at nothing to make it clear what he likes and doesn't like, he's like a cruel totalitarian ruler." Jackson's voice grumbled.

"Um, my dad wants us to leave soon to go get dim sum. I can tell him that we're fine, if you wanted to stay and cool off a bit?" Mark said softly, putting his hand on Jackson's shaking leg.

Jackson shook his head once, "No, I should go. I can't disrespect your father just because mine is a complete bastard."

*

"Ah yes we'll have this, this, ooh and few of these, and I want a glass of this, two bowl of that, and maybe some of this too?" Raymond told the waitress with the food cart, marking down every item his heart desired.

"Wow, your dad is like the dim sum king." Jackson giggled, feeling a little less angry now that he was out of the house.

"Yup, you'd be amazed. It's like the guy has a bottomless pit for a stomach. Anything and everything just goes down the hatch." Mark laughed back.

"Hey, I can hear you two!" Papa Tuan interrupted with a jovial grin. "Get prepared, I'm about to show you two how to really eat."

Ten minutes later the food began to arrive; sprawled over the large table were bowls upon bowls of different dim sum items. Dumplings, chicken feet, pork, mango pudding, sticky rice, and so much more lay before the couple.

Jackson gulped a little and looked over at Mark who seemed to be unaffected by the smorgasbord of food, clearly used to the amount. As he leaned back in his chair, Jackson observed the Tuan boys, and in that moment they looked completely identical to him: Mark and Raymond were mirroring each other's movements, completely engulfing the meal in front of them, their bowls raised to their faces as their chopsticks mashed away, shoveling the food into their hungry mouths.

Jackson began to smile deeply as he watched the two, then decided it was time to join. At his house, his father was usually the one to say what could or couldn't be eaten, and usually it was polite to wait until he had begun eating; however, it was a whole new ballgame with the Tuan family. It felt warm and natural to Jackson, like being at home - except it was a home he didn't even know he had.

"Babe, eat." Mark said, rice falling out of his mouth, a goofy smile across his face.

"Okay, okay." Jackson laughed back, digging into the noodle dish that was in front of him.

*

The three men ate all morning, right until 2PM, and when they were finished, Jackson almost felt like calling an ambulance to pick them up - he was stuffed.

"Wow, I feel like I'm about to die. I've never been this full in my whole life." Jackson groaned, his hand rubbing his bloated belly.

"I can tell it has been a while since you've really let yourself eat." Raymond joked, "Now you know how we roll."

Mark only smiled at his father and then put a loving hand on his boyfriend's thigh under the table, rubbing it lightly.

For a moment, Jackson forgot completely about his father, and the apparent new heir to his family fortune: Jay Park.