Mark was not big on crying. But now he was sitting in the bathtub of his hotel room bawling his eyes out. He couldn't believe what Youngjae had said to him. He had expected that was the reasson why they had broken up but he didn't want to believe it. Not with all the love that Youngjae had given him. A knock on the door made Mark flinch. "Go away." Tears were streaming down his face and his body was racked with sobs. He didn't even know why he was so hooked on Youngjae. Even though the younger had meant so much to him, he would have to let go of Youngjae. Jackson opened up the bathroom door. "I said go away." Mark pulled the bar of soap of the shelf and threw it toward Jackson. "Get out! Leave me alone!" Mark began throwing all the items he could find in the bathtub at Jackson. The younger flinched as some of the objects hit him in the chest. Mark ran out of things to throw and his body was racked with another set of sobs. Jackson walked to the tub. He leaned over and wrapped his arms around Mark. He pulled the younger from the tub. Jackson carried Mark back to the room. He sat down on the bed with the older in his lap. Jackson looked down at Mark. The older was sobbing softly. He didn't know the exact reason why Mark was upset, but he had a feeling it had something to do with Youngjae. He wanted to ask, but he didn't think the time was right for that. Mark wiped his face with his hand, looking up at Jackson. "I'm sorry that I threw all stuff at you. Did you get hurt?" Jackson blinked down at him. He had never known Mark to be so considerate. According to Jinyoung, Mark loved being cruel andd sometimes rude to others. It was another point on his list to help Mark with.

"I'm fine. But are you?" Mark nodded slightly. He was as fine as he could get at the moment. Sure, his heart hurt, but things would get better sooner or later.

"Yeah. I'll be okay. Um, thank you." Mark slid out of Jackson lap. He awkward rubbed the back of neck. At the beginning, Mark thought that he would be getting another new manager in a matter of hours, but now he knew Jackson wasn't going anywhere. He wouldn't allow that now. The younger had learned so much about Mark in the three days they've known each other. It was strange. Maybe, Jackson had been right. He could be there as Mark's friend. Only time would tell.