Complicated (MarkSon)

Appa, Jackjack on T.V!

Jackson had gotten up early, he had a really hectic day scheduled ahead.

He sighed as he pulled a sleeping Mark even closer to his body. Last night after they had cleaned up their 'mess' and finally gotten some food into their systems, they sat and talked. Neither knew what was to come, but Jackson had already made up his mind.

He took in an eye full of how pleasant and soothing it was to see Mark's face as the first thing in the morning. He placed a gentle kiss on Mark's slightly parted lips before he slowly pulled his arm out from under the elder, careful not to wake him. He gave one more glance to Mark's peacefully sleeping body, before he forced himself to go take a shower. Does Jackson not care about how creepy he is being by stared at Mark sleep? No, he clearly doesn't.

When he was ready to leave, he walked up to the bed and plopped down beside the elder. His hand slowly reached out to caress Mark's cheek, following the skin above his cheekbones to his beautiful lips. He fell into the temptation of kissing him again, just a couple of pecks, before he felt the elder stir in his sleep.

Mark's eyes fluttered open slowly, Jackson's smiling face being the first thing to come into his line of sight. He chuckled, that was not what he was expecting to see, but he wasn't complaining.

"Morning." Mark's sleep still hadn't left his voice.

Jackson's heart did that weirdly joyous thing it did every time Mark smiled. He come down closer to the elder, as he slyly slid his arms around his waist.

"Good morning." Jackson whispered before he placed another kiss onto those enticing lips. Wow, he needs some help. He likes kissing Mark way too much. He needs a hobby, one that doesn't include Mark's lips. Or his face, or his body, or his dic-

"Will you be back today, or are you staying at the dorm?" Mark said softly as his arms went to push Jackson away slightly. Someone needed to be the one with their head on in this... not-yet-dating-relationship-yet-willing-to-almost-marry-each-other thing they had going on.

"I might stay at the dorm tonight, but I'll definitely come back tomorrow night. I can't stay away from you too long." Jackson tried pushing himself down to stealing another kiss, but Mark's arms held firm, keeping Jackson a safe distance from shoving his tongue down his throat.

"Okay, when is the interview?" Jackson tried to push down again, puckering his lips, only to get rejected again.

"It's in the evening. Now, gimme a kiss!" Jackson's hands came up to pull Mark's arms away, but the elder just laughed as he rolled to the side, making Jackson fall face first into the bed.

Mark ran into the bathroom as he locked the door a mere second before Jackson could grab at him. Jackson banged on the door as he yelled.

"Hey, no fair! Mark, open the door and give me a kiss!"

"You kissed me enough while I was sleeping!" The elder yelled back as he laughed to himself. He had just found a way to tease Jackson.

"No, those weren't enough!" Jackson's pounding on the door became relentless. "Just one more. Please!"

"Lies. You'd never leave if I let you have one more!" Mark yelled back.

"Ärgh! Fine, I'm leaving! Mark, you meanie!" Mark could hear the pout in Jackson's defeated voice. He smiled as he waited for another minute before he opened the door. Gosh, he really knew how to pick them.

Jackson huffed as he stuffed his phone, keys and wallet into his pocket. He sulked all the way through the living room as he made it to the door. Just as he was about to open the front door, his body was spun around and pushed up against the door as Mark's lips landed on his.

He could feel Mark smile into the kiss because of how surprised he was, but there was no way he'd lose this battle. His hand went up to cup Mark's face as he deepened the kiss. Jackson's tongue pushed into Mark's mouth tasting every inch as his other hand went to pull Mark's body further into him. Was he trying to fuse their bodies together? If only that was possible.

Mark let out a moan and then it was all over.

Before Jackson could even register what was happening, the door was slammed closed in his face. He stood in the outside corridor, staring at the door, lost and completely unable to process what had just taken place. When did Mark even manage to get the door open (when he was plastered to Jackson), let alone shove him out?

Mark's laughter from the other side of the door snapped him out of his shock, that little minx.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Love you!"

The moment the last two words left Mark's mouth, both men's eyes went wide. Both their hearts sped up, Mark couldn't believe that the words left his mouth so easily, and Jackson couldn't believe how his heart was still beating.

Jackson knew that Mark might have said those words jokingly (he didn't know what was happening with Mark on the other side of the door), but it made Jackson's heart swell up with happiness. He didn't even think as he pulled out the extra key Mark had given him and opened the door again.

Mark stood there, his face red as his hand clutched his chest. He was still in shock from the words he just said, but when he looked up at Jackson, and the younger walked back into the apartment as he pulled Mark into the sweetest kiss they'd ever shared. No tongue, no rush, no heat. It was just their lips pressing themselves with one emotion, Love.

They pulled apart slowly, a smile graced Jackson's face as he brushed his finger over the elder's cheek, picking up the single tear that escaped Mark's watery eyes.

"I love you too."

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[Are ya'll alive after that?]

Mark's foot tapped eagerly against the floor as he tried to focus on the T.V playing in the room. Youngji's hand was linked in with his, as she tried to get him to calm down a bit.

"Äppa, Jackjack on T.V!" Mark held on tighter to Youngji's hand when Eunji's voice rung in his ears.

It was late in the evening when Youngjae had messaged him to tell him that the Jackson's interview would be broadcasted live on one of the J.Y.P media channels. So now Youngji, Eunji and himself were waiting for the interview to start. When the hostess had announced Jackson's arrival, Mark suddenly felt like he couldn't watch it anymore. The only thing withholding his anxiety from hitting the ceiling was the soothing movements of Youngji's thumb over the top of his hand.

"Good evening, Jackson it's a privilege to have you here with us today." Mark could hear the hostess say, but all he could see was Jackson. He looked really good in that olive-green bomber jacket and those really tight black jeans, it showed off his muscular legs really well.

"Hi, thank you, it's nice to be here too." Mark frowned. Why was his voice so shaky?

"Congratulation on your new album with GOT6, it was resilient as always. You guys worked so hard for it."

"Yeah, we did. It was really something, we've never pushed so hard for two comebacks in one year. It was really tiring, but seeing our fans happy and singing along with us was very rewarding." Mark knew something was wrong, Jackson avoided the cameras at all times. For someone who liked attention, he was never one to shy away from a camera.

"That's really great! You guys really love your fans."

"Yeah, we do." Mark suddenly took notice of the flash of discomfort that he managed to catch on the younger's face.

"There are a lot of them who'd like to date you, cause you're their idol, and who wouldn't want to date their idol, right?" Did the hostess not notice how tense Jackson had gotten?

"I guess." Mark had this terrifying feeling manifesting itself in the pit of his stomach as he watched the younger shift from side to side on the couch.

"Have you ever thought of dating any of them? Or like would you date a fan?" Where was the hostess going with this?

"No, well I mean, not anymore..." Mark wanted to smile when he heard those words, but then it happened...

"Oh, is that because you're gay?"