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Chapter [34 ]Mark was completely passed out on the couch, it was probably past midnight by now, when the door opened. He woke up alarmed by the sound of keys impacting against the floor. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, with his messy hair sticking out whichever way. His body jerked up a bit when he felt a slight discomfort in his spine.
"Yugyeomie?..Bam?."he asked, still slightly sleepy his eyes had been puffy from how well he had slept. It truly has been a while since he had rested properly. "Sorry Mark, I didn't mean to wake you up."Yugyeom said very softly not wanting to disturb the other any longer.
Yugyeom's hair was also messy, and his blouse was slightly torn in the front, as if it had been taken off in a hurry. "How are you?"Mark asked concerned but the younger just shrugged, not wanting to talk much about it.
"I don't wanna talk about right now, okay?" he said and left the room. Mark sighed, and just rested his head back down on the couch, his mind still not functioning well enough to chase after his friend.
His eyes closed but all he could picture was the positions he had been in just earlier that day, and the heat on his cheeks slowly spread to his ears as he recalled he events. What was he doing?
He sat back up, and covered his mouth with his hand out of embarrassment. Heaven knows how hard he had tried to make the images disappear from his mind, but it was all useless.
He found himself taking out his phone and rushing into his bedroom, closing the door behind. It was late, and the main desk was probably closed by now, meaning Jackson had gone to his room. Mark felt guilty calling so late, as he knew how tired he most be from working.
He leaned against the door when he heard the other man picking up his phone,"Mark?"he asked, his voice soft and croaky voice appealing immediately to the older's hearing. "I..."he began but could not finish. "Is there something wrong? Are you hurting anywhere?" He asked, sounding slightly more awake this time.
Mark shock his head, but cursed himself out when he remembered the other couldn't see him. "Umh...no."
"Then what's wrong?" Jackson asked again, audibly shifting positions in his bed. "I can still feel the shape of your dick inside of me...and fuck it's so embarrassing and you're probably really tired but... can you come over?"
The other side of the call went silent for a few minutes before he had a reply,"Fuck...and here I was thinking I had gone slightly overboard today...but I left hyung unsatisfied... how shameful of me huh?" Jackson had that mocking tone back, but his sleepy voice made Mark's skin crawl in a pleasant way. He shivered on the spot, and his face heated up even more.
"You know what...Im sorry this was a mistake." Mark almost shouted and dropped the call, his heart racing for no reason whatsoever. Just with a few words he managed to make a mess out of his boss, and it was something to really be worried about. He held on to his knees and closed his eyes. How much more whipped for Jackson could he be?
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