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"I like this room a lot."
"I like it too, though I do not understand the need to clarify it?"
Mark laughed at Jackson's sassy remark.
"It's just so different from the house I grew up in in Los Angeles. A good different."
"Why? Did you live under the stairs like Harry Potter?"
Mark glared playfully at Jackson.
"No, but almost. I lived alone in the basement."
Jackson raised his eyebrows as he looked at Mark, waiting for the older to announce the whole things as being a joke.
"What?", Mark asked when he grew tired of being stared at.
"You're serious?"
"Of course I'm serious! I have lived in the basement before we moved to another house."
"That's creepy. It's not that great, is it?"
"It's not bad. I don't think I'd pick to live there again but it definitely wasn't bad. Way too many spiders for my liking."
Jackson laughed, well aware of Mark's fear of spiders.
"In the future I can protect you from them if our future house has a big, useful basement."
"Our future house?"
Jackson blushed a deep shade of red.
"Sorry, just got a little out of hand."
"I never said I didn't like the idea of us having a house."
"You're so cheeky! I got scared for a moment!"
Mark laughed causing Jackson to laugh along. There was nothing Mark wanted more than to share a house and life with Jackson.

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