Walking through the big glass doors Jackson walked up to the counter, all of his attention on the phone in his hands. “My usual please,” he said still staring at his phone, not bothering to look up.
“I-i’m sorry, I'm new here. W-what's your usual?” an unfamiliar voice said softly. When Jackson looked up he was met by the most beautiful person he has ever seen. It was teenage boy wearing a baby blue off shoulder sweater that showed of his entire shoulder, that of which was tucked into a white tennis skirt.
Clearing his throat Jackson finally answered the teen, “uh, a hot chocolate with extra chocolate chips on the top,” Jackson said a bit embarrassed at his drink choice. The guy in front of him was the definition on cuteness and hotness.
Mark shyly nodded and grabbed a pen and paper and wrote down the order, “what's your name?” he asked Jackson and looked up. The teen did not notice how flustered the other was, and waited patiently for a name.
Jackson had started staring at the other, not realising what the other said. “huh?” he said snapping out of it. He was almost full on blushing, but the other still didn't notice.
“What's your name? So I can call you up for your drink.” Mark explained. He finally looked at the other and saw his blushing cheeks. Not mentioning it, he waited patiently for the other to respond.
“oh, my name is Jackson Wang.” he said embarrassed for being so awkward before. After seeing the other nod, Jackson sat down in a black armchair that was placed in the dining area along with a couch and a coffee table.
Mark carefully made the coffee, making sure to do everything right as it was his first day. Taking a sharpie, he wrote a something on the cup sneakily. “Jackson Wang,” he called out holding the part of the cup that had his message on it.
Jackson made his way up there and said thank you quickly, wanting to embarrass himself even more. Grabbing the cup Jackson's fingers grazed Marks, immediately making him blush and look down. Once he had the cup he slightly looked up and wished the other a good day before exiting the cafe.
Taking a sip of his drink Jackson saw something on the side of his cup. Looking at it closer it said “my names mark ♡.” Jackson's face held a wide smile. Giggling he made his way to work, thinking of the other.
You could say that Jackson is whipped.
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My first markson one shot/fic.
Inspired by BOTTOMTUAN
