Message In A Bottle ↬Markson

Chapter 3

Jackson wakes up around 10.30am. When he opens his eyes he questions himself for a few seconds where exactly he is before he then realizes he is in his living room on the couch.

He had been up until 3am because in his head he was trying to write a letter to Mark. But eventually he gave up because he couldn't find the right words. Nothing he thought of was good enough, the words didn't seem to be speaking his feelings and everything else was too basic.

He gets up and walks to the kitchen table where a note catches his attention. He picks it up and reads it.

'I'm off to work, I'll be back around 2pm.' It said.

Jackson sighed, mentally he was tired and he has a bit of a headache because of all the thinking he did last night.

The Chinese boy decides that coffee would be the first step to waking up properly so he makes his way to the kitchen. He puts some coffee and water in the coffee machine and starts it and not much later the machine starts running and the coffee starts to come out.

Whilst the coffee machine is running he grabs a bowl, some cereal and milk. He puts the cereal and milk in the bowl, grabs a spoon and starts eating. After a few bites his coffee is done and he grabs it and sits down at the kitchen table.

In his mind he's still thinking about the words in Mark's letter and he still wonders what to write back. He doesn't know whether to completely spill all his feelings to the other guy or to keep it basic and just thank him.

The 22 year old is actually quite curious about the other boy. What would he look like? Will he even be who he says he is? What if he isn't who he says he is and ends up being catfished, or even worse pranked by one of his friends?

Last night he had thought through all the possible scenarios. But honestly all of them are ridiculous and why the hell is he being so paranoid about this simple letter? It's just a letter. Well, actually, it's not. It's a letter he desired to have ever since he threw it in the sea. 

A letter that would contain some advice to his fifteen year old self and would comfort him while reading. That definitely happened, even though his situation isn't the same as years ago. 

The fact that he got a response, even though it's a few years too late, means a lot to the boy.

He sighs, all this thinking will give him an even worse headache. The blonde haired boy is glad that he has nowhere to go today, because honestly he can't focus on anything but the letter.

He finishes his breakfast and takes a shower. Throughout the whole time his mind is with the letter he got and what to write respond to such a caring letter. 

He tries not to think about it by listening to some music in the shower and singing along with it but he wonders off every single time.

After he did his morning routine he gets a notebook and a pen. He sits down at the kitchen table and at that moment he has a black-out. He has no idea what to write down and even when he tries to think of all the things he made up the night before for some inspiration he can't seem to remember a single thing.

Jackson hears the door open and he looks up. Is Jinyoung home already? No, it can't be. He grabs his phone and looks at the time, 2.03pm. What? That can't be right, last time he checked when he got out of the shower it was 1pm.

Jinyoung walks in, phone in his hand and looking at it. "Hey Jackson-ah." He says looking up from his phone and then returns his attention to the screen.

Jackson is astonished, how did the time go so quickly? When Jinyoung doesn't get a reply from the boy who's sitting only a couple feet away from him, he looks up.