In his arms (Markson)

Thirteen

When Mark woke up again he was being pulled away from Jackson and smothered with another body. Jackson was protesting but Bam paid him no mind. He laid on top of Mark and hugged him close.
"Good morning BamBam." He said rolling his eyes.
"Good morning my precious uncle mark." He says squeezing harder.
"Ok ok this is starting to hurt now Bam." BamBam laughed and rolled on top of Jackson now with tears in his eyes he whispered in his ear.
"I don't know how to thank you for being here Jackson, if it wasn't for you..." He broke into a full on sob now while Jackson rubbed his back.
"Hey, it's ok. He's in jail now and we shouldn't have to worry about him anymore ok?" BamBam sniffled nodding his head. He slowly sat up.
"By the way breakfast is ready and it looks delicious." Mark looked up surprised.
"You, cooked breakfast. I'm impressed." Bam laughed.
"It wasn't me, it was Youngjae." He said quietly afraid of Mark's reaction. He only smiled softly, while Jackson was completely shocked.
"What was he doing here?" Bam shrugged.
"I don't know but he's one hell of a cook, that's for sure." Mark quickly got up.
"Where is he? I'd like to thank him." BamBam shook his head.
"He woke me up then left." Mark looked down sadly.
"Oh." Jackson and BamBam look at each other puzzled, thinking he would be relieved he was gone.
"Well lets go enjoy some breakfast then." Mark says quietly. Jackson and BamBam quickly got up to follow mark into the kitchen. There was chocolate chip pancakes, bacon and cut up fruits. It looked delicious. They quietly dished their plates and sat at the counter to eat. The chocolate chips were just melted enough in the warm pancake, the fruit was fresh and the bacon was crispy to perfection. They mostly ate in silence enjoying the food. Jackson felt a little awkward about this due to the situation and so did BamBam. Mark was just happy to be with two people he loved most in this world, eating a breakfast made by someone he hopes to one day call friend.
"So Bam, did things go ok after I left last night?" Mark asked with a smirk. BamBam knew it was probably some sort of set up and the look Mark is giving, pretty much confirms it.
"Good, I guess." Mark looked somewhat disappointed while Jackson flat out laughed.
"Good? Only good? I met them you know." Jackson said looking at Mark. "On the way out, Yugeom introduced himself to me as your friend and coworker and soon to be boyfriend of that guy." He said giggling and pointing at BamBam. Mark's mouth dropped open.
"I knew it, I knew you guys would hit it off." BamBam just sat their with rosy cheeks, arms crossed and head down. He finally got his courage up enough to speak.
"Honestly? He's great, and he asked me out and we exchanged numbers. But did you plan on leaving us alone or?" Mark looked down sullenly.
"No, I didn't plan that. You know if I wouldn't have over reacted, all of this wouldn't have happened, but I think I'm happy it did." Now Jackson and BamBam are really confused.
"I feel like, never mind. It's dumb but I'm glad you guys were and are there for me." They both nodded and agreed they always would be.
"Oh yeah you guys need to go to the station and give your statements, I wouldn't let them bother you last night so I promised you would come down today." Mark froze a bit, he didn't want to relive it all, honestly he's been trying to focus on only the positive things that came out of it.
"Ok let's clean this up and we'll head out." They all took their plates to the sink where BamBam started running water to wash. Mark went to the counter and picked up the plate that previously had bacon on it and saw a little piece of paper. When he flipped it over he smiled to himself when it was a note from Youngjae with his number telling him to call if he ever wanted to talk. He put it in his pocket and finished cleaning.

When the time came to go to the police station Mark was tense, he took comfort in the fact that Bam and Jackson were with him but it was still hard. Mark sat between Jackson and BamBam holding each of their hands for strength.
"I was upset, and drank a lot." He paused looking down ashamed. Jackson rubbed his thumb across Mark's hand as a show of support. He nodded and started speaking again.
"I called Jackson while in this drunken state and while we were talking my ex Jinyoung came into my apartment. It was dark and I was drunk so at first I thought Jackson was there but, he didn't Sm-smell like Jackson. I told him to get out, because he was trying to k-kiss me and stuff and I didn't like it. I wanted him to stop but he hit me." He stopped again, lip quivering, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"He dragged me from my living room, into the bedroom. I called for Jackson to come and save me, I wanted him to come so badly and he did. He came when I needed him most, after I had treated him terribly for something really stupid." Jackson started to protest, to tell him it was ok and that he was just as much at fault but Mark cut him off.
"No, no Jackson I was wrong and I'm sorry." The police officer looked on fondly at the two, as did BamBam.
"I think we got it from here, thank you for coming in. We will prosecute to the full extent of the law and make sure he doesn't come near you again ok?" Mark nodded and got up to leave his seat. They walked quietly into the hallway until mark abruptly stopped.
"I really am sorry Jackson, you've been nothing but good to me and I was terrible." He said sadly, looking down. BamBam walked away letting them have their moment as Jackson pulled him in for a tight hug.
"Hey." He says pulling away and grabs Mark's chin so he can look in his eyes.
"All of that doesn't matter though, it's in the past. It was a misunderstanding that's on both of us. Let's go back to your place, watch some movies and binge on fast food with BamBam then we will talk ok?" Mark nodded and kissed the inside of Jackson's hand.
"Let's go then."

They did exactly that, both Jackson and BamBam made a Mark sandwich they cuddled him so much. They wanted him to feel their love for him and know they would be there for him no matter what. By 8 pm they all had their fill of movies and BamBam knew they needed to talk so he took his leave.

Mark started cleaning up the mess as soon as the door closed so Jackson helped. He silently observed him while he was washing their plates and glasses, Mark hummed quietly and finished only to turn around to Jackson's fond smile. He smiled in return and walked to him, grabbing his hands he said, "let's talk shall we?" Jackson chuckled and agreed so they went to the couch sitting side by side, Mark grabbed Jackson's hand and started.
"First of all, when that whole incident started I was, I was very embarrassed." He said with a red face.
"I understand, I probably would be too but I tried calling and texting and you didn't answer so I came over to check on you. I was worried and when it was dark in here and I heard noises coming from your room, I wasn't sure. I-I thought you were being hurt, but I should have knocked louder. I'm sorry." Mark sighs again.
"I know, and as embarrassed as I was I should have known you were here because of that. My phone broke the night before and I didn't tell anyone so that's on me but also, I never should have lashed out at you and said those things I didn't mean and I'm truly sorry." Jackson smiled softly at Mark and pulled him into his arms. He didn't say anything they just held each other contently. After a few minutes Mark pulled away only for Jackson to pull him down. With his head now resting in Jackson's lap he gazed into Jackson's eyes while Jackson's slow and gentle fingers were running through his hair.
"If you keep this up I'll be sleeping in no time." Jackson just hummed as he leaned down and captured Mark's lips. Gently nipping until mark couldn't take it anymore and pulled him further in. Mark doesn't mind one bit letting Jackson have control of the kiss. They slowed their pace and Jackson hummed into it.
"It's been so long, it feels like forever since I last got to kiss you." He said with their lips still touching. Mark giggled and gave him one more peck before announcing that he was tired and should go to bed. Jackson got up and went to tuck him in before he left.
"Jackson? Will you please stay tonight? I want you to hold me." Jackson looked sympathetically at Mark, seeing the underlying fear still in his eyes.
"Of course baby." He said softly. Mark couldn't help but smile at the nickname. Jackson removed his clothes, down to his boxers and got in beside him.
It didn't take long for Mark to fall into a deep sleep with his head buried in Jackson's chest.