Eleven

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Yugeom and BamBam sat stunned, Mark seemed in good spirits just a few minutes ago but now he seems upset. BamBam wanted to chase after him but didn't want to leave Yugeom like that.
"Well this is awkward." Yugeom said out loud.
"Sorry, I don't know what got in to him. I hope his ex isn't lurking around here." Yugeom shot a concerned look his way.
"Is he causing problems?" BamBam sighed and played with the food on his plate. He told him about the issues and that Mark is scared of him.
"If I see him around work I'll make sure to help him out." Yugeom said with care in his voice.
"Thanks. So we should probably finish eating, I'll check on him later."
They resumed eating and soon the conversation flowed freely, they really did hit it off so when it came time to leave Yugeom didn't waste his chance.
"BamBam? Would you like to go out with me sometime?" BamBam smiled and handed him his phone.
"Give me your number, I'll call you." Yugeom smiled, happy that he is getting a chance with BamBam again.
"Oh and no offense or anything but how did you get your name?" BamBam laughed hard, he always finds it funny how scared people are when they ask this.
"It's a nickname, my real name is hard for people to say so I just stick with it." Yugeom waited for him to tell him his name but BamBam didn't seem to be sharing.
"Well are you going to tell me or what?" BamBam looked down with a small blush on his cheeks.
" maybe if the first date goes well." He giggles and kisses Yugeom on the cheek. He touched the spot where BamBam's lips had just been and grinned.
"It will be the best first date you've ever had." They left the tip on the table and walked to the cashier to pay.
"Your table has been paid for." Mark wasn't going to leave them hanging so he paid on his way out.
Right as they got to the exit another pair caught their attention.
"Jackson?" BamBam questioned. Jackson looked uncomfortable as he waved his greetings.
"I didn't know you were here you could have joined us." The other male grabbed Jackson's arm and pulled him close.
"We were on a date so we preferred to be alone anyway." He smiled and batted his lashes at Jackson who quickly pushed his hands off and stepped back.
"I'm here for work as a favor to my boss." He glared at the other male and shook his head in disgust.
"Oh I'm supposed to tell you Mark isn't feeling well and said tonight probably won't work. He was with us but got sick all of a sudden." Just as BamBam said this realization hit him and Jackson at the same time.
"Wait did he see me? Did he say anything about me?" BamBam shook his head.
"Just what I told you. Shit! I'm sure he thinks you're on a date..." He was interrupted by the other guy.
"Um excuse me, I'm right here and you guys are ruining my DATE!" Jackson looks like he wants to kill.
"Shit I need to talk to Mark. He probably thinks that everything I told him was a lie." Jackson looks defeated when BamBam tells him no.  "I honestly don't think that's a good idea he really seemed like he wanted to be alone. Take your date home." He said sarcastically.
"I'll go check on him after I take Yugeom home." Jackson just noticed him standing quietly in the background.
"You must be the work friend? I'm Jackson BamBam's best friend and hopefully Mark's boyfriend if I can have my way." He says dejected.
"Yeah? Well I'm Yugeom and I work with Mark and hopefully I will be this guys boyfriend soon." He said smiling at Bam, who's face reddened as soon as the words come out. Jackson smiled at his friend and bid his goodbyes to take the brat home.
"Why didn't you introduce me? That was rude." He pouted.
"Psh, I did you are a work project and that's it. Why the hell would you tell my friends that we were on a date? What ever gave you that idea?" Now he looked offended.
Well my uncle said that it was so I thought..." he trailed off looking sadly out the window. Jackson sighed he didn't want to hurt anyone, he just wants to be holding Mark right now.
"Look, Younjae I'm sorry for being rude but this is just bad timing. I really like Mark a lot, in fact I'm sure it's more than that but he's been hurt before and I just confessed to him and now he probably thinks I'm some sort of player." Youngjae felt bad.
"I'm sorry, I know this must be rough. It really sucks being such a burden to my uncle that he pawns me off on his employees. Just take me to a hotel. I'll just stay there for a few days and just tell my uncle you're doing a good job keeping me busy." Jackson looked unsure, he still feels bad for this guy but he really wants this to end. He was about to turn around to go to the nearest hotel when his phone rang. He hit speaker and said hello.
"Jackson? Jackson is that you? I'm sitting on my couch or maybe my floor I can't tell the difference."

"Mark have you been drinking?"

"And crying don't forget crying. I'm just so sick of this, you know the lint in my carpet is driving me crazy. I just vac..."
he sat picking at his carpet, for a moment forgetting why he's actually upset.
"How much have you had to drink?"
Jackson can hear he's incoherent and is really worried.
"Only two bottles why? Do you want some? I have more. Then I took my pain pills because I thought it would make my heart hurt less."
Jackson sighed loudly.
"Mark you aren't supposed to take those with alcohol. I'm going to come over and check on you ok?"
Mark got happy again.
"Oh ok then maybe I can ride you like a horse rides a cowboy, wait that isn't right(giggle). Ride a horse? Ride a cowb..."
Youngjae looked away in embarrassment. "That's why he was listening, I'm such an idiot" he thought.
"Mark stop I'll be there soon ok? don't do anything bad ok?"

Mark starts to sob.
"I'm replaceable, did you know that Jackson? People don't love me people leave me."
He sniffles again while Jackson is struggling for words. He feels even worse now and wants to hug Mark and make him understand that is not the truth at all.

"Jackson? Wow that was quick, your my shiny night in armor. It's dark in here. Jackson wait why do you smell different?"
Jackson paled, he knows who it is, but he stays quiet so he can hear what's going on.

"Jackson ungh, kiss me please?"
"Goddamnit Mark! It's me your real boyfriend, here to take you back once and for all. I'm glad your little lover is not here, you know why? Huh? Because I'm gonna fuck you in to that mattress like never before."

"Wait, you aren't Jackson you can't do that. I only want Jackson to do me to that."
Mark was still having trouble completing sentences as he was very drunk still. It wasn't until a hard slap to his face came crashing down to sober him up enough to know he's in trouble.
"Jackson? Jackson please? Jackson Jackson Jackson help me Jackson."
The sound was getting further away and Jackson couldn't drive fast enough. He has tears streaming down his face. He promised to take care of Mark, to keep him safe, and right now he's being dragged away from him and there isn't much he can do about it. He borrows youngjae's phone and dials BamBam's number.
"Hello? Who is this?" Jackson doesn't reply to that.
"How far away from marks are you?"

"I'm not sure I just dropped off Yugeom,why?"
BamBam is concerned now.
"He's drunk, very drunk and Jinyoung is there. I-I th-think he's going to r-rape him." He says between sobs. Youngjae reaches over and puts a hand on his arm causing him to flinch. He pulled back a little but still tried to comfort him.
"Jackson listen, you need to focus on the road ok? You aren't going to help anyone if we're dead. It's going to be alright."
Jackson took youngjae's words to heart and calmed himself enough to drive.
BamBam is freaking out on the other line as he listens.
"I'm coming up on it! BamBam call the police, then get here as soon as possible."
He slams his car into park and runs as fast as he can with Youngjae right on his heals. He may not be wanted here especially by Mark but he'll be damned if he sits back as someone becomes a victim.

When he got to the door he unlocked it as quick as he could, he could hear Mark's quiet chants of "Jackson" his heart aches until the adrenaline kicks in as he runs as fast as possible to Mark's side.

So I wrote this in my sleep, I was so tired so I went back and edited and also added a few things hopefully I didn't miss any mistakes.

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