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Jackson liked to show off what was his. When he bought new shoes, that looked like copies of thirty other pairs he owned, he would act as if they were worth so much more than the other pairs. When he bought a branded shirt or a new snapback the story would repeat itself.
But he wasn't vain about it. It wasn't bragging, it was more of a way of showing pride towards what he owned.
The same thing goes for Mark. Jackson wanted to drown Mark in materialistic things, whether it'd be clothes or other useful things such as notebooks and books. At first Mark felt flattered but as time went by he tried to tell Jackson nicely he shouldn't waste all of his money like that. Jackson would argue against and reply with something along the lines of 'Using money to buy you stuff is never a waste' but Mark amanged to convince him eventually.
"You like this cup?"
"It's alright."
"I can buy it for you."
"Jacks, no."
They were at a cheaper store down the street they lived on, looking for new attire for the dorm. They were in need of plates due to some stupid games being played the day before which didn't end very well. Mark offered to buy them some new ones and Jackson didn't even ask before coming along. It was such a natural process anyway.
"Wow, this store has anything! Look at these socks! They are so bright!"
"Most people I've meet don't get amazed by socks. This was definitely a shock."
"Yah, you're so sarcastic to me! Do you even love me?"
Jackson pretended to cry and Mark hit him.
"People are staring."
"They got caught up in your beauty."
Mark rolled his eyes but let the butterflies in his stomach fly freely.
"Take a look at this."
"Jackson, I kid you not-"
"Scold me later, look now."
Looking wasn't a mistake. Inside a small box on a shelf, laid a silver necklace with a small star in the middle.
"Wow, you actually found something beautiful.", Mark muttered in Mandarin in hopes of the people around him not hearing. The store did contain high quality things that looked very good, but Mark never expected such a necklace to be in there.
"I don't care what you say, I'll buy it for you."
"Jackson, really, you shouldn't-"
"It would be a great marker for people who for some reason don't get that you're mine."
"Whatever you say, blondie, whatever you say."
Mark felt as if his stomach was about to explode from the feeling of someone liking him the way Jackson does, and he was sure he'd never be able to tell Jackson how much he loved him.
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