delirium.
Description
White walls and cold tiles never bothered Mark. As long as Jackson was there with him every day.
Foreword
Well... hi?
This is my first markson story, and actually the first story I decided to publish.
I'm not a native English speaker so I'm sorry for the mistakes and please point it out for me, in fact I'm looking for a beta to help me with this. This is gonna be a one shot and honestly I don't know what I'm doing so please don't kill me ;u;
I hope you enjoy reading and please don't be shy and don't hesitate to give me some advice, corrections, comments ;)
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