The Third Party // { markson } ✅ COMPLETED ✅

Chapter 2

Once Mark arrived at the parking lot where he would be meeting Jackson, he was already sweating like a pig. He kept on looking behind him, trying to see if Taehyung is hiding somewhere near him and just waiting for the perfect timing to attack him. That was, by far, one of the worse things that the younger tried to do. He gets creepier each day and Mark only wanted this nightmare to end.

There was this one time when he opened his locker, hundreds of love letters fell out and all of them were from Taehyung so Mark had his locker door replaced with no hole to slip papers in. As for the letters, he tried reading two and it kept saying the same thing over and over again so he burned all of them and every day, he tried to forget about it. Taehyung didn't stop there. He kept sending Mark gifts through mail box and he would always return it to the same address to where it came from.

He also changed his number numerous times already because Taehyung would always find a way to know his phone number. Having enough of his calls and messages, Mark changed his number again and gave it only to his parents, Jackson and Jinyoung, telling them all to not strictly distribute it to anyone. He hadn't told them about Taehyung since he didn't want to make it a bigger problem so he tried to resolve the problem himself but the younger was just too persistent.

Mark had his attention solely on his back as he walked carefully forward that he wasn't even aware that someone was coming out from one of the spaces between two cars. He bumped on to the other and jumped, he was all ready to run if it was Taehyung until he recognizes the familiar figure to be Jackson's.

"Oh, it's only you," Mark breathes out and sighed in relief.

"Are you okay?" Jackson asked as he took notice of sweat forming on Mark's forehead.

Mark nodded, "Yeah, just feeling a little bit tired. I ran all the way from my building to here." He explained. He could see the doubt in Jackson's eyes but he didn't want to tell him. He doesn't want to make him worry besides he knows that Taehyung's obsession over him would soon fade away, at least, that's what he's hoping for.

"You sure?" The other frowned, "You almost looked like you're about to faint. You aren't feeling dizzy, are you?" Jackson placed a palm on Mark's forehead to check his temperature but deemed it as normal.

"No. I said I'm fine," Mark smiled, pulling out a handkerchief from his pant pocket and dabbed it across his face. "Can you drive me back home, please? I really am tired." It wasn't entirely an excuse because he's exhausted from running too much but he didn't want to stay there any longer considering the goose bumps he's been having since he had ran. It's like he could feel Taehyung's presence nearby and it frustrates him that he's being all too paranoid.

Jackson stared at Mark for a moment, ready to bombard him with questions, but decided to trust his best friend instead. And seeing that Mark is truly out of energy, he opened the door of his car to the passenger seat and beckoned Mark to slip inside. Mark thankfully sat on to the comfortable chair and slumped back, his shoulders sagging from being too stiff earlier due to the tense atmosphere. Jackson slipped into the driver's seat and opened the air conditioner as he sees Mark fanning himself.

And Mark was thankful that Jackson didn't ask him anything the whole ride.

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Mark stared through the darkness of his room. He couldn't see a thing but it felt like he was staring at something. As much as he wanted to sleep, he couldn't. Whenever he closes his eyes, Taehyung's face would come popping out making it hard for him to fall into slumber. He tried picturing Jackson's face, his smile, his laugh but it was still futile considering how he would open his eyes second after he closes it. He buried his face on to his pillow and muffled his frustrations away.