writerindenial
Jackson leans in for the long awaited kiss. Mark still a bit hesitant, stays where he is. His eyes begin to convert their gaze to the cameras and the fans, only to be stopped by Jackson's warm hand on his cheek. Mark looking back into the youngers eyes, falling for its trap. "I-" mark whispered, immediately being cut off by jacksons warm lips. Suddenly all of the hesitation and wariness is gone, mark becomes oblivious to the fans and reporters making a living off of his love life. Mark slowly sliding his arms across Jackson's waist and pulling him in closer to the elders warmth. Jackson smiling into the kiss, moving his hands to marks hair, tugging at it. Mark pulls away and stares into Jackson's eyes, exploring them to their extent. The two stayed like that as long as they could before reality tore them apart once again.