clouded ✧ markson [ completed ]

twenty six

[writing style — changed]
[trigger warnings — aftermath of rape]
{twenty six}

jackson woke up with a headache. the beeping of what seemed like a heart mediator got more and more annoying as the seconds went by.

"markie. . ?", he called out softly, only to be met with silence. he then took time to remember everything.

his heart rate increased and breathing quickened. how pathetic and disgusting was he. mark must be disturbed by him.

he clenched the bed sheets until his knuckles were white. he tried, tried to keep his tears in, but the salty liquid fell on his cheeks like waterfalls.

he hated himself for not being strong enough to escape. to somehow prevent this awful turn of events. to even kill himself, just not let that happen.

-

"jackson ? are you awake baby ?", mark asked softly as he sat down on the chair beside the bed.

jackson looked at mark, tears welling up once again. he sobbed, catching mark off guard.

"jackson — baby — come here", he hugged the smaller, letting his head rest on his chest.

"markie — markie i'm so sorry — markie i'm —", jackson sobbed uncontrollably, making mark hug him even tighter.

"shh. . . don't be sorry, it wasn't your fault", mark put his head on jackson's neck and inhaled the sweet scent of vanilla.

"you're still my baby jackson",

-

after a day of mark whispering sweet nothings into his ear, they let jackson out of the hospital.

the times, when jackson and mark comforted each other, were a lot. but only few of them managed to bandage the wound in jackson's broken mind.

"baby, do you want anything ? i'm going to a grocery shop", mark called out throwing on his coat.

"no markie, thanks",

when mark left, jackson sunk down to the floor "did i do something that good that i can deserve him ?",

-

sleepless nights was only thing jackson got. but good thing mark was there.

mark was always there

he halted when he felt lips on his neck "baby ? why aren't you asleep ?",

"i - i couldn't sleep", jackson knew he could hurt mark with this, but he still said the following words "actually i can't sleep since the incident",

"jackson, look at me", and younger obeyed.

"everything you hear —", older started and kissed his ear shells.

"see —", he kisses his eyes.

"and talk —", he pecked his lips.

"— matters to me, always. so please, talk to me",

jackson was full out sobbing now. but the warm, salty tears could never show how sad he felt inside.

-
[to be continued. . .]
Kim-Kim ♡

{ya'll thought i was dead ? nah, can't get rid of me that fast}