BL Hotel [markson]

Encounter [23]

Chapter 23
*Encounter *

Mark stayed outside  trying to catch  some fresh air in order to calm himself down. The  day was almost over and he still fought it within him to get over  the  ' incident' in the morning. As the older enjoyed the solitude, a familiar silhouette sat next to him with a soft sigh.

"Hey, are you doing alright boss ..?" Jackson questioned with a genuinely concerned tone towards the other, knowing how repulsive the bad experience he had early could be. Even if he was truly gay, those men had no  right to touch him without his permission.

"It's really nothing, I'm fine, just a bit grossed out that's all. No need for you to worry, it was my fault for putting my guard down. I should've known something was off once they called me." Mark replies, not even bothering or daring to look the other one in the face while speaking to him, and he gently played with his soft hands.

"It wasn't your fault! There was no true way for you to know what they were planning...in just glad I get there in time."

"Yeah me too." Mark replied, finally giving in and making eye contact with a slightly fluttered man in front of him.

The younger smiled sweetly as he heard the other's words and ruffled his hair slightly . Mark flinched a bit at the sudden contact with the other, and he apologized for the sudden action almost immediately.

"I'm sorry! I just couldn't help it."

"Oh no! it's fine, it's just that I think I might've had enough physical contact with a guy for the day." Mark said with a very faint chuckle, not really being annoyed at the action of  the other, but he had surprisingly, and unfortunately, found it appealing.

"We should really get back inside. It's getting extremely cold outside, and I'm really not looking to catch a cold this month."  As soon as the  older made the announcement he brought himself up with quite the charming smile, of at least in Jackson's eyes at the moment. 

Everything seemed  fine, if a person saw them walking towards the front door, both both of their bodies were mostly going through a malfunction currently.

Fuck, why won't my foolish hard stop beating so damn hard?

"Hey hyung can i ask you a question?"The younger asked as he closed the door of the building behind him making sure Mark had gone inside first.

"As long as it doesn't involve me doing much physical exercise." Mark replied trying to lighting the obvious,  unpleasingly , irritatingly, and very unnecessary romanticized atmosphere.

"Well as long as you don't count talking as an exercise, it's all good. I was just wondering if perhaps you would like to have a drink or cup of coffee with me sometime? You don't have to, I just want to get to know my boss better."

As he let those words slip out of his mouth smoothly, followed by one of his fuck-boy  moves, he realized how sweat was forming on his palms. Mark observed Jackson's smug smirked plastered on his face, as  It  slightly tilted to the side.

"Umh?"he questioned again with a slight eyebrow raise. "Come on, I can't possibly be that annoying that not even my own boss wants to accept my sad excuse of an invite." He said sighing exaggeratedly, but that not so unpleasant arrogant look on his face never changed.

Mark's eyes were unable to focus on Jackson as he unconsciously tried not to stare at the other. The older knew damn well what the older was doing...such a tease.

"Unmh i don't know, how can you be making plans with me when not even half of your work in the hotel is done yet?"Tuan replied with a slight shrug of arms, as he reached in the counter for a lollipop. That's when Jackson's smug face dropped."Sorry, boss!"

The older laughed, again with that dorky yet sweet laugh of his that made Jackson's day surprisingly better. He was laughing so loud that a soft snort was heard coming from him.

Mark rarely felt comfortable enough with anyone to show how he truly behaved. He wasn't this perfect business man that was always wearing a suit, and showing no emotion whatsoever to the public. He was whom he was, none only than Mark Tuan. Whom was definitely not perfect, and definitely did have his life under control, at all! But something did not even cross his mind at the moment , Jackson had been the first exception to this rule in a long time.

"So, is that a yes,boss?"Jackson said, as a mighty delightful smile formed on his face as he observed Mark gently placing the lollipop in his mouth and moving it to the side, pressed  against his left cheek.

"Umh, I'll think about it. The sooner you finish cleaning off today the more considerate I'll feel Mr.Wang. So chop chop." Mark replied just as smugly back.

Without a second thought on mind, the younger almost tripped as he ran towards the janitor's closet, in the look for the cleaning supplies.

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Hope you enjoyed this fluffy chapter! And sorry I've decided to take it slow with this story because I'm really enjoying writing it!

Finals are approaching, I'll wish y'all luck!

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