Fateful Night. (MarkSon FF)

Chapter 10

Jackson put the covered tray on the small table provided where Mark was previously admiring the city lights. Most of the lights have dimmed down.

Jackson, being the gentleman he was, pulled up the seat for Mark which he happily accepted. He then proceeded to move to his own seat. Not before taking off his coat. It was just too uncomfortable. The blond sat down and rolled the sleeves of his pink shirt up to the elbows.

"Let's eat. I'm starving."

"What's in the tray?"

"Ta Da!!!!"

Jackson removed the cover to reveal two mouth watering plates full of whole cooked meat.

Happy. That was the best word to describe what Mark was feeling at the moment. Not even happy, he was beyond happy and  extremely thankful.

It was the happiest day of his life.

Mark began shoving the meat in his mouth. Garnished with mint, with the perfect amount of ingredients and softness. It tasted heavenly.

Mark had forgotten what real meat tasted like after surviving on instant ramen noodles everytime.

Jackson just sat there, watching Mark in awe as his cheeks grew rosier, bigger and no longer were shallow. His eyes lit up when he was eating and his face was no longer pale  Jackson didn't want to forget that image of Mark. Ever.

After a few more bites, Mark asked

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"What? Oh... I will. Do you want me to order something else for you?" Jackson asked with that same sweetness in his voice

Mark was already so grateful. He didn't want to trouble the blond anymore. So he said no. Jackson by then, also began to dig into his beef dish.

Leaving his own dish the way it was due to guilt, Mark watched Jackson eat. And he couldn't help but just stare at the most gorgeous looking, blond guy he had ever met. 

As Mark was staring, Mark couldn't help but wonder.

"Did you really mean it?"