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"Are you going to stay in the closet forever?"
"Why does that bother you?"
"Because I'm your boyfriend."
"So? If I want to spend my day in the closet, I'm allowed to."
Mark had recently cleaned his whole closet that before had been a mess where you couldn't find whatever you were looking for. It wasn't a big closet, however, it was big enough for him to be able to sit under the place where sweatshirts and hoodies were hanging.
"You could always join me."
Jackson laughed. "Sounds legit."
"Make fun of me all you want. You'd never understand this feeling anyway!"
"Aren't you cute. I can't even focus on my SNS right now thanks to you. I shall take a picture and post on Instagram."
"Nope, I won't allow that."
But Jackson already took a couple of photos, seemingly trying to decide which one turned out the best. Mark was quick to his feet and rushed over to snatch the phone away from the younger male.
"I wasn't done!"
"I don't care, you're not posting those pictures."
Mark made sure to delete every single picture before handing the phone back.
"At least I got you out of the closet."

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