Jackson's POV:
I watched smiling how Mark sipped his coffee deep in his own world.
I had taken him for a breakfast in a nearby cafe, the one he likes the most. It was next to the ocean and for what I know, Mark loves the ocean. His eyes sparkle everytime he's near water.
"What are you thinking about Markie?"
Mark snapped out of his thoughts and looked at me, raising his brows in a questioning way.
"Hm?"
"I asked what were you thinking" I popped a piece of apple in my mouth.
"Oh, nothing important." His eyes traveled back to the blue waves. I chuckled.
"Do you want to go swimming?"
"People would see my marks and hickies. No thanks."
I placed my hand on his and rubbed circles on his knuckles with my thumb. He purred at my touch.
"If someone only sees the imperfections on your skin, they don't deserve to look at you at all"
Mark started smiling. "Oh stop it Jackson"
"To me you are always the most beautiful creature ever." I brought his hand up and placed a small kiss on his knuckles, making him blush.
"That's so cheesy" he smiled. "But I love it"
I finshed my coffee and paid for the breakfast. We walked along the beach to my house.
"I have work tomorrow. My sick leave ends." Mark sighed. "I've got the morning shift."
"I know baby" I kissed his forehead. "I'll just see you later tomorrow."
Mark smiled.
I am not actually that sad that Mark is at work tomorrow. I have things to do.
And Mark finding out about the things is absolutely not what I want.
He can't find out.
