Love Lock | JJP+Markson ✔

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Jinyoung knew who it was when the sound of the back door clicked open, followed by the sound of it closing and the footsteps coming upstairs and stopped exactly in front of his bedroom door.

"Hey" he came in with a big smile carved on his face.

"Jack. Hey" Jinyoung greeted back as he put his book down to the nightstand.

Jackson walked towards the bed and climbed to join him. He circled his hand around Jinyoung's waist and gave him trails of kisses on his face starting from the soft cheek to his forehead.

"I miss you"

"I know", Jinyoung giggled out of the tickles and gently pushed Jackson's head from his. "How's Mark?"

"Mark?"

"Yeah.. how is he?" Jinyoung snuggled to Jackson's chest and moved his fingertip, making some circles to his shirt.

"He's ... fine. I guess" he answered as he caressed Jinyoung's raven black hair.

"What do you mean by I guess ?"

"He .. I don't know.. I found him this morning sleeping in the bathroom floor and I think he was crying. When I asked what's wrong, he didn't want to speak about it. I was drunk so I don't know what have I done- which probably be the source of him crying"

Jinyoung was silent. Looked like he was analyzing the situation and thought of many possibilities of what made Mark slept in the bathroom and cried.

"When I asked him about that in the dining room he cried again and he even said sorry to me. It looked like he wasn't really 'fine' "

"Is it possible if he knows?"

"Knows what?"

"Us"

Jackson's fingers who were dancing with every strands of Jinyoung's hair suddenly stopped. He tried to recall every moment starting from what he did in his office and ended up drinking so much alcohol..

"You said you were drunk right?" Jinyoung looked up toward him and continued, "what if you accidentally said something harsh to him and it made him cry... or even worse, you accidentally confessed that you have an affair with his friend"

Jackson's mind went back to what happened 24 hours ago when he was in his office with music on and drinking his alcohol with no control or whatsoever, and he remembered Mark taking him to his room and after that, it went blank as he couldn't recall anything after his back touched the smooth bed cover.

"I don't think he knows... he would have act different if he does"

"Define different"

"Maybe he would have thrown the dining table right on to my face. He threw a laptop to his causin when he was in highschool cause he was mad af. He broke an aircon cause he was mad at our friend too. He punched it real hard. He didn't do any of that, so .. "

"That's different? Maybe this time was actually the real definition of his kind of different. He didn't do anything- he didn't THROW anything. What if by not throwing anything to you is different instead of what you described him as 'he would act different' ? It's not the same, Jack.. what if he knows?"

"Now you make my head hurts... stop with this different  theories you have in your mind and cuddle with me. I miss you" Jackson scooted closer to him and planted several more soft kisses on his forehead.

The hug was warm, especially for Jinyoung who's away from his husband for months already. He missed this feeling. He missed to be hugged in the bed till he's asleep and had a really nice dream. He missed to be loved.