Mark's eyes slowly fluttered open, his vision bleary as he slowly awoke. His cheek was pressed against a soft and warm surface that he was too comfortable to move away from, therefore he decided to stay put and snuggle against it.
"Well, I can say I've woken to a pleasant surprise."
The sudden voice caught him off guard. Mark lazily looked up toward the origin of the husky sound, his vision filling with Jackson smugly smirking down at him after a few blinks. It took him a moment to register what position he was in, but just seconds after un-submerging his brain from slumber, he realized he was laying on Jackson's chest with the younger's arms wrapped around him.
Mark sat up so fast he nearly flipped backward off the bed.
"Fuck, s-sorry..." He was already tongue tied, not even knowing what to say, and the naughty glint in Jackson's eyes did not help one bit.
"Sorry for what? Intentionally climbing in my bed? Sleeping with me? Cuddling me?" Mischief danced in Jackson's eyes, his arms folded behind his head as he stared up at Mark who stuttered like an idiot while trying to find a response.
"A-All of it... I just... um..."
Jackson clicked his tongue, reaching out to slide his fingers around the elder's waist. "Mark, it's simple. All you have to do is confess to me, and I'm yours."
Mark panicked as a shudder rushed through his body. He quickly removed Jackson's touchy fingers. "I'm not confessing anything! Shut up!"
The younger sat up, that grin on his lips stretching wider. "Don't be embarrassed. I loved feeling you against me. It's funny how you don't want me touching you, yet you moved closer to me when I wrapped my arms around you."
Mark scoffed, trying so hard to ignore his pounding heart as Jackson leaned closer. "I-I was asleep! I didn't know any better I was just-..."
"Well you definitely knew better before you fell asleep. You didn't 'accidentally' climb into my bed." Jackson chewed on his lip, and in a quick motion he pushed Mark down against the mattress and hovered over him, trapping the gasping elder between his arms. "So spill Mark, tell me what prompted you to do so."
Mark's thoughts already formulated an answer:
'Seeing Jinyoung lay against him the night before and he wanted to try it too.'
Mark shook the thought out of his head. He was losing his mind, and the close proximity to Jackson wasn't helping at all. "I... I don't know... it just happened. It's a one time thing. You better enjoy it. I did you a favor."
"Favor huh... that means I owe you one back." Jackson's hands had found Mark's waist, his fingers slowly slid down his torso until they found a sliver of skin poking out from Mark's raised shirt. The younger's eyes were dark, predator-like as they admired the body laid before them. The corner of Jackson's lips raised as he ran his tongue over the plump flesh. "So, how do you want it? Hand job? Blow job?"
"Jackson!" Mark felt incredibly vulnerable, and Jackson's inappropriate suggestions made his heart leap out of his chest. His eyes widened, despite himself curling into Jackson's touch, he used as much force as he could to shove the younger away.
Jackson didn't move far, but he did let out a satisfied chuckle. He allowed Mark room to sit up and adjust himself, and he couldn't stop his eyes from being attracted to Mark's legs that crossed tightly over one another as if to hide something. "Then, how does my body feel now that you've finally indulged in it? Warm, soft, inviting?"
"Annoying." Mark answered in a grumble as he quickly climbed out of Jackson's bed. His face was burning as he walked across the room, and he could practically feel Jackson's mirthful gaze following him as he returned to his side of the room. "Y-You better not tease me about this..."
"You know I will."
"Don't." Mark spun around, locking eyes with Jackson who sat there beaming. Was he really that excited about Mark sleeping with him? The elder didn't even do it purposefully... well, he did, but he was also a sleep deprived zombie at the time. He couldn't have possibly been thinking straight. Mark's eyes shifted to the window, noticing the soft purple and orangey sky. "It's already evening?"
Jackson hummed, following Mark's gaze to the window. "We slept all day, and quite frankly I'm still tired. It's been forever since I last did an all night session."
"Me too..." Mark mindlessly mumbled.
That made Jackson grin as he leaned back against his mattress and patted the empty space beside him. "Then come lay back down so we can continue where we left off."
Mark sucked in a breath, quickly turning away. He shook his head, ignoring the tiny part of him that wanted to fill that space beside Jackson again. "And suddenly I'm not tired anymore. I'm getting dinner."
Jackson clicked his tongue as he watched the elder shove his feet into some slides and shuffle across the floor. "Fine, then I'll be in my bed waiting for you to return, jerking off since you turned me on. But don't worry, there's always a spot open for you next to me."
"Shut up!" Mark spat as he pulled open the door, hearing satisfied chuckles come from inside the room just before it slammed shut behind him.
He felt oddly warm as he walked; maybe the dorm heating was on?
Or maybe, it was the hot red blush Mark wore that refused to calm down as Jackson continued to fill his head.
