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Everytime someone who knew of their relationship would ask about which one of the two boys took the first step, they both knew the answer would be Jackson. In fact, most people assumed it was Jackson who stepped forward with everything, and Mark would be the shy guy who didn't do anything but obey whatever Jackson wanted. How wrong could one be.
Little to none (most likely none) knew Mark was actually the one who kissed Jackson first. Most people didn't ask because Jackson seemed to be the one to do it but that was not true. It also explained why Jackson felt shy whenever the topic was brought up.
Jackson wasn't disappointed Mark took the step before him, he was oddly attracted to Mark being more forward, but he felt shy knowing other people expected him to do it.
"Do you remember how shy you were?"
Jackson groaned, already knowing where this was heading. "Yes, dear, I remember it very clearly."
"It was so cute, you tried to do it so many times but always backed out."
Jackson was blushing slightly, Mark enjoying every second of the other's reaction.
"I know I was being wimpy."
"No, you weren't, you were just too fixed on it being perfect and therefore afraid I'd leave if it wasn't as perfect as you planned it."
"...That might also be true."
"Of course it is, I've read some of your text."
"That- wait what? What text?"
"That's not the point, main point is that you're very cute when you're shy."
"Why thank you sweetie, you rock the blushing cheeks very well yourself."
They both burst out laughing.
"What even is this relationship?", Jackson questioned while leaning closer to Mark.
"Absolutely perfect.", Mark replied and let his lips touch Jackson's for the billionth time. 

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