Jackson smiles at Mark. Since yesterday, when Mark ran to him with an umbrella and a tired smile, he didn't let go of him.
Who would have known the practice room is actually a great place to sleep?
Well Mark's arms are.
He cried all afternoon and fell asleep, after asking Mark to not let go, and Mark looked happy for some reason at his demand.
Mark's sleeping face makes Jackson have weird thoughts.
Practice can wait.
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Access: Denied (Markson AU)
Short StoryIn which Jackson only wants to enter the damn practice room, goddammit. But Mark always gets there first.
