In his arms (Markson)

Eight

Smut warning for this chapter.

Jackson was once again worried about Mark, after the visit from Jinyoung last night and the fact that he still can't get a hold of him. He decides to once again to go to Mark's, he only hopes he doesn't get annoyed of him.
He decided to bring lunch just in case. He stopped at a deli and picked up some meats and cheese so they could make sandwiches together. He knew that Mark loved certain American foods so that's what he went with, after grabbing some chips and sodas he went to a bakery to get some cupcakes for dessert.
He hurried to Mark's now, he wanted to try to be casual hence the lunch but he truly was dying on the inside to make sure Mark was ok. The thought of that Jinyoung asshole touching what's his made his heart sink, and his stomach was in knots.
He tried a few more times to call Mark to no avail so he just picked up the pace.
He knocked on the door loudly but got no response so he used his key and slowly opens the door. It was still dark as if Mark hadn't even got out of bed, he hopes he's still asleep. He put the food into the fridge but made sure to bring a couple of the sodas to Mark. He quietly knocked on the door, only then he heard something. He pressed his ear to the door only to hear panting and a whiny noise. It sounded like Mark may have been hurt so he did the only thing he could think of and barged in. His world stopped, his throat tightened, he struggled for air and he immediately broke a sweat. There before him was Mark in a very compromising position. His knees up, one hand on his dick while the other was doing sinful things with a vibrator. His cheeks were flushed and he didn't have an inch of clothing on his beautiful body. He knew he had to leave, he had to slowly back out and shut the door before Mark opens his eyes.
It was going smoothly until he dropped a soda.
Mark's head flew around and to his horror Jackson was standing there. He backed away shaking his head profusely apologizing as he did so. Mark quickly got up angrily throwing on a pair of shorts to go yell at Jackson.
"What the hell are you doing? Why were you watching me? Are you sick?" Jackson couldn't speak, he really tried to get the fuck out of there, he hadn't intended on seeing any of that. He doesn't know what to say to make it better, his mind is blank and definitely not communicating with his mouth.
"I-I'm sorry, it was an accident." He says quietly. Mark paced the floor, his anger seeping out of him is what made him say something that he would later deeply regret.
"Leave." He started, while Jackson was still trying to come up with a way to defend himself.
"I-I thought you were..."
"I said get out! I give you a key and the first thing you do is come and invade my privacy? I should have known you weren't responsible enough for that. You are just a kid after all." Jackson inhaled sharply, if there is anything that makes him mad it is when people doubt his level of maturity. He thought about replying but unlike Mark he didn't want to say something he would regret. He turned without looking back, he didn't see the tears of regret falling down Mark's face.

Jackson went straight home to drink as much as he possibly could. He wanted to forget, wanted to feel nothing. He was angry, embarrassed, sorry, and full of regret. He only acted on instinct, but apparently that was wrong. How could he have known. Who would have thought Mark would be that mad. When he arrived home he shut off his phone and went straight to the refrigerator and pulled out a beer.
Mark on the other hand tried to go on like nothing happened. After crying out his regret he left to get his phone fixed, then got ready for his dinner at BamBam's house. He was nervous about seeing Jackson but at the same time wanted to apologize. He said some stupid things in anger and hated himself for it.
When he got there Jackson wasn't anywhere to be seen. He went on with the night trying to act cool as if nothing was bothering him but deep down he knew it was his fault. BamBam tried calling him but he didn't answer so they figured he just had something else to do.
"Hey Bam? Can you give me Jackson's number? I had to get a new phone and lost all my contacts." BamBam smiles, he had a feeling they were crushing on each other and he is a hundred percent happy about it. He loves his uncle more than anything and his best friend, albeit way younger than Mark is a great guy.
"Go ahead and scroll through, take what you need." He said handing over his phone. Mark took Jackson's number and a few others he deemed important and sighed.
"Want to tell me what's upsetting you?" Bam asked.
"Not really." Mark said quickly.
"Come on we tell each other everything."
"I know but this is bad, really embarrassing and just bad." He shook his head sadly.
"Oh come on just spill it." Mark looked on skeptically and sighs.
"Fine but don't say I didn't warn you. So Jinyoung has been dropping by and he scares me the way he acts all possessive and stuff and the other night Jackson was there and he pretended to be my boyfriend to scare him off. It worked but since the locks haven't been changed yet and he has a key I give one to Jackson so that if I couldn't get a hold of you I could get him to come but..." He took in a long breath and readied himself for the embarrassment.
"So he came yesterday and I was in bed, he used his key and he saw me." His face turned red and he looked away.
"Hecaughtmemasturbating." He said too quickly.
"Wait, what?" Mark sighed again.
"I said, he caught me masturbating. I was so embarrassed and I made accusations and said some really mean things and I'm pretty sure I'm the reason he's not here." BamBam tried, he really did but he just couldn't hold his laughter any longer. He cackled while throwing his hands over his face.
"H-he caught you jerking off?" He said trying to catch his breath. Mark shook his head.
"Of course that's all you got from this. Yes he seen me, I don't know how long he was standing there either but I know I over reacted.  I want to talk to him but I don't really know what to say." BamBam tried to reassure him and told him to just call, of course Mark said he would even though he doubted he was ready.

Mark hugged BamBam and his sister, saying goodbye. It was a nice dinner but it was hard to enjoy himself, he's only hoping his sister didn't notice. He really doesn't need her asking questions too. When he got home he fell on to the couch and sighed heavily. He quickly decided to just send a text to Jackson saying he wants to talk, although he's really hoping he won't call until tomorrow.
He now heads to his bed where he decided to get an early nights sleep since he has work in the morning.