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A Hard DayThere were only a few things that Jackson had to worry about when they got home; his mother, Mark, and the wrath of Jinyoung. Apparently they hadn't been as sneaky as they thought and we're caught by paparazzi kissing in the stadium hall. Jinyoung called him on the airplane, yelling out a whole lot of obcentaties. Jinyound had told Jackson that he wanted to see Mark first thing when they got back. He couldn't tell who was in the picture with Mark, but he knew the older would tell Jinyoung exactly who it was. There was nothing that Jackson could do to stop whatever Jinyoung wanted to do or say toward Mark. The older was asleep when the phone call had occured. He wanted to tell Jinyoung that the photo and article wasn't Mark's fault, that he should've been more careful, but Jinyoung was not listening at all. Jackson sighed, thinking about all the things that could happen in that office once they arrived back in Korean.
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"Jacks, I'm tired." Mark said, leaning against Jackson at the baggae claim. Jackson nodded, grabbing the bags from the rotating belt.
"Okay, we'll be home shortly. You can sleep then." It was early in the morning and Mark was feeling the jetlag from the fourteen hour flight. Jackson was going to let Mark sleep before they went into see Jinyoung. Jackson hadn't mentioned to Mark that their kiss was public and Jinyoung was not at pleased with Mark. He would tell Mark later in the day when the older had at least a full six hours of sleep.
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Jackson had to carry Mark back to his apartment. He was too tired to stand and walk on his own. Mark was mostly incoherent on their way up, mumbling nonsense the whole. "Did you know, I thought your old uniform looked cute on you?" Jackson shook his head, laughing. He wasn't going to indulge in a conversation with the tired male. He would just listen to whatever Mark had to say.
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Jackson put Mark to bed. The room was a mess from when Mark dug in the closet before they had left. He would have to clean that up as well. He sighed, dimming the light on the bedside table. He leaned closed to Mark and kissed his forehead. "I'll be leaving now." Jackson had planned to go home and see his mother before judgement day, but he plan was stopped by a pair of hands and a strong grip.
"Please stay. Just for tonight." Jackson sighed, looking down at Mark. The older looked so beaten from the festivities yesterday. Jackson couldn't say no to that.
"Fine. Just tonight." Jackson walked to the other side of the bed and slipped under the covers. Mark rolled over to snuggle into Jackson's side. The younger wrapped an arm around Mark. He had feeling that this wasn't the only night he would be staying here.
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