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"Not all of this again..."
Mark eyed his boyfriend.
"What do you mean?"
Jackson had this hidden dislike called airplanes. He loved to travel and everything, loved to see other parts of the world. But the thought of being so far up above the ground was not inviting. He very much preferred car, bus or train. 
"Are you...are you afraid of flying?", Mark asked him, eyes wide open.
"No, I'm not afraid! I guess I just don't like it, ehm, too much?"
Mark flung his arm over Jackson shoulders. He let his nose nuzzle in Jackson's cheek.
"That's so cute!"
"Don't make fun of me!", Jackson whined.
"I'm not, I do find it very cute!"
"You're weird af Mark..."
"Using Internet slang on me, are we?"
"Anything to get you off the topic, yes."
Mark laughed and cuddled into Jackson.
"Everything will be fine, Jacks. I'm here."

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