Sand Between Our Fingers

Sand Between Our Fingers

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Mark and Jackson weren't always fated to be together, but they carved fate with their love for each other. What they didn't know however is that fate was able to bring people together and tear them apart. The question was, could they come to terms with such a price? "Hourglasses really do put all into perspective Markie." "What do you mean?" "Our time is limited, it's so small and we only have what life gives us ya know. Each moment is precious and we might not get to make more. Isn't that sad? That at any given second we can just not have the chance to make one more memory...."
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"Jackson, do you even love me?" Mark had asked, his eyes determined but beginning to well with tears crowding at his waterline. The question had come as somewhat of a surprise. He had opened his mouth to answer the elder, but nothing had come out. It was on the tip of his tongue to say, "Of course, I love you," but before he could even make another attempt to say it, Jaebum had come to collect his husband. Instead, he had forced a smile and greeted his friend of fifteen years, guilt wracking him again. After a few minutes of idle chit-chat, he placed Mark's hand in Jaebum's just like seven years ago when they got married. His heart breaking all over again. He stood there and watched as Jaebum wrapped his arms around Mark's waist and sweep him onto the dance floor. He stood and watched as Jaebum placed soft, loving kisses on Mark's shoulders before he made his way up to Mark's soft, bow-shaped lips, jealousy twisting in his stomach. Just like seven years ago, Mark had looked at him from over Jaebum's shoulder with a face filled with longing and pain, eyes filled with unshed tears. Just like seven years ago, he turned away and left. Or The angsty fic that no one asked for but Mimzi went OFP again

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