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The next couple of days were nice with Jackson and BamBam coming to see him, watching movies, helping with laundry and just being there to entertain him. He had called his mom in the midst of all of this and explained what happened and of course she asked to speak with Jackson, whom she's always thought of as a little nephew as well as BamBam. She was very happy that he was there to take care of her son but she secretly wished he was married to someone who would do that for him. She doesn't ever say anything to Mark about her wishes because she knows he gets sad enough when he thinks about it.
On Mark's fifth day home no one came, he was a little sad but he was getting better so he could move around more so he did a few things for himself. He ate breakfast and did some vacuuming then he rested for a while before he made lunch. After lunch he called his boss to check in, which he found out his friend Yugeom was keeping up with Mark's projects as well as his own. He knows he's working double because of him so he decided to get him a little gift. After searching online he found a cute little cookie bouquet, he knows Yugeom likes sweets so it's perfect. He arranges for it to go to the office tomorrow and closes his laptop.
Since he's alone tonight he only makes a sandwich for dinner and watched a little tv before going to shower.
When he got out he heard pounding on his door so he wrapped a towel around his waist and went to check. He looked through the peep hole and started to panic when he spots Jackson there until he remembered that's he's seen so much more of him the other day. He slowly opened the door and Jackson visibly sighed with relief.
"Oh Mark, I've texted you like six times and I tried calling and I was worried so I came to check on you. He was looking at Mark's smiling face as he said this, and when he finished his eyes trailed down his body. He was looking far too long but he couldn't take his eyes off of him. He was beautiful, breathtaking and so fucking sexy. Mark was watching him ogle his body and was starting to feel a bit self conscious, he cleared his throat and offered Jackson to come inside. He walked in after apologizing and followed Mark into the living room. There was a bit of silence before Mark excused himself to get dressed.
Mark decided to play with Jackson a bit and put on a very revealing shirt he had cut into a tank top with white ripped jeans.

Mark decided to play with Jackson a bit and put on a very revealing shirt he had cut into a tank top with white ripped jeans

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He casually walked out and sat beside Jackson on the couch.
"So what's up?" Mark asked. Jackson looked over and almost choked on the water he was drinking.
"Uh, I um. Shit."
"Are you ok?" Mark asked, enjoying this a bit too much. He's had a feeling that Jackson thought he was attractive in some form and this not only confirms it but also makes his tummy flutter with those little butterflies that only Jackson brings out.
"I'm, you're just so..." He was cut off by someone at the door, much to his relief. Mark got up to get it while Jackson sat there frozen.
"Get it together Jackson you came here to ask him on a date and now you're acting like a little girl with her high school crush." He scolds himself while trying to take calming breaths. He starts to focus in on the conversation at the door after it takes Mark a long time to get back, what he hears is unsettling.

"No, you can't come in. I don't want you here, you need to get it through your head. You dumped me, I've moved on, it's over." Mark states firmly.
"Pfft, moved on? What you have a boyfriend already? You know, I only dated you because I felt sorry for you, everyone told me you weren't worth it and I tried not to believe it but look at you now. Pretending to be over me after only what? A week? I'm trying to help you here. I'm trying to give you another shot at this..."  He stops mid sentence when he sees an attractive young man walk casually up behind Mark and slip his arms around his waist. He Hugs Mark from behind and gently kisses the back of his neck. Mark shivers and momentarily forgets about Jinyoung as his eyes close and he grabs a hold of Jackson's hands.
"Is something wrong Markie?" Jackson asks as if he wasn't listening to their conversation.
"No babe, he was just leaving." Jackson smirks and nuzzles his nose into marks neck, tightening his hold on the man. Jinyoung looked on with a fury in his eyes.
"You know what? When you're done having a fling with this kid, you'll come crawling back and I will not accept you." He huffs stomping his foot like a child.
"Why are you even here? I thought you had someone else? Isn't that why you left me in the first place? He decided you weren't good enough?" Mark prods but steps back a little when Jinyoung tried to get in his face. Now Jackson steps up blocking Mark and squaring off with Jinyoung. Pushing him back into a stumble he gives him a piece of his mind.
"I wouldn't even think about touching him you prick. If you come near him again I will personally rip your tiny little dick off and shove it down your throat. Mark is the Sweetest, most beautiful, caring person I've ever met and you will not stand here and insult him or hurt him again. Oh and by the way, he's an animal in bed." He says the last part as he pushes Jinyoung out the door, right on his ass as he slams the door.
Mark has tears running down his face and Jackson just can't bear it. He quickly walks to him and holds him in his arms.
"Did you mean that? What you said or was it just part of the act?" Mark questions while sniffling, his face buried in Jackson's chest. Jackson smiled softly even though Mark couldn't see his face.
"I meant every word, well except the animal thing because I don't really know?" Mark was in hysterics by now holding on to Jackson's shirt as he laughs harder than he has in a long time. They moved to the couch and Jackson will not complain at all about Mark cuddling into his side.
"So, why did you kiss my neck?" Mark asks shyly. Jackson let's out a breathy laugh trying to hold in his embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, if it bothered you. But I have a few reasons." He stopped talking so mark peeks up at him urging him to continue. Jackson sighs and decides to just say it.

"Well first of all, your neck is very sexy and I've wanted to do that for a long time." He stops to gauge Marks reaction which is so cute to him. He can see the blush from his neck to the tips of his ears.
"Second, I. Um I wanted our first kiss to be special, not a fake one in front of that asshole." He tries to look at Mark but he's scared, he really hopes he hasn't scared him off. He feels Mark shift and it worries him so he quickly looks at his face and sees a new set of tears.
"Really? You want to- you want to kiss me?" Mark asks surprised.
"Well actually I had an agenda coming over here tonight. I wanted to ask if you would like to go on a date with me?" Mark almost feels overwhelmed, he carefully looks into Jackson's eyes only to see sincerity. He looks forward again as if in thought and Jackson is more nervous by the second.
"Yeah, yes I would like to." Jackson slumps his tense shoulders in relief as Mark just stares in adoration.
"Thank god, you don't know how nervous I was." He said sighing again.
"Jackson? Can we like? Can you kiss me now?" He looks into Marks eyes searching for any sign he might be joking but sees none. He cups Marks face with his right hand and slowly gets closer to Mark, so close they can feel the hot breath of the other on their lips. His lips barely touched Mark's when the door swung open and they jumped apart. BamBam enters like he's the king of Mark's castle and makes himself at home. He looks at the awkward pair and tries to decipher what's going on before he just shrugs it off. Both Jackson and Mark are disappointed and look at each other behind Bam's back.
"I tried to call you but you didn't answer and since I was on my way from work I thought I'd stop in. Mom was wondering if you wanted to come to dinner tomorrow, you too Jackson?"
They both looked at each other, then BamBam.
"Sure." They both said at the same time.
"Great I'll tell her. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get going. I have a date tonight." Bam said as he practically ran out the door. Both Mark and Jackson looked at each other before laughing.
"That was close." Mark said as Jackson silently agreed.
"You should change the locks." Mark looked down, a tiny bit of fear lacing his face. He goes into his kitchen drawer and grabs something to bring to Jackson.
"Here." He says holding a key out to Jackson.
"What's this for?"
"Well the locksmith is coming in a couple of days to change my lock just in case Jinyoung decides to try to get in but until then, just in case I want you to have that if you should need to come in. You know if I call or text you that he's in the house, so you can h-help me." It really didn't sound that pathetic in his head but saying it out loud sounded desperate and Needy.
"I'm sorry, that's just expecting too much." He tried to grab the key but Jackson just tightened his grip.
"I'll be here in a flash Mark." Mark smiles brightly and crawls over the couch to where Jackson was sitting and gently kisses him on the lips, Jackson responds right away as he feels tingles down his spine. When Jackson wraps his arms around his middle feeling his soft delicate skin beneath his shirt the kiss only intensifies. He quickly pulls Mark so that he straddles him and continues the heated kiss. When they finally pull apart to catch their breath they are both smiling ear to ear.
"So beautiful." Jackson whispered. Mark blushed again and hugged Jackson.
After just holding each other for a while Jackson decides its time to go home.
"Thank you for tonight." Mark whispered, Jackson smiles warmly and gently kisses his lips.
"Good night Mark." He whispers, Mark nods his head and quietly says good night.
He goes to get his phone off the charger but finds it black. Obviously the reason no one could get a hold of him is because it's broken. He sighs knowing he'll have to go get it fixed tomorrow.

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