Mark was kissing him. Oh my ing god Mark was kissing him.

 

It was just the simple pressing of lips against lips but God was it making him feel things. His lips were buzzing and his skin burned from where Mark’s hands were placed. Jackson’s own hands were awkwardly hovering in front of him, not knowing where to place them. When he finally had half the mind to return the kiss-

 

Mark pulled back after realizing the other was not responding and he had a brief moment of panic because maybe this was a little out of line and not the best thing to do at this time but before he could fully pull back, Jackson reached out and grabbed him by his collar and pulled him back in.

 

Jackson doesn’t know where the sudden boost of confidence came from but he wasn’t going to complain. He liked the new position a lot better because

1. he was not no longer just standing there immobile  
2. he was the one kissing Mark
3. and even though Jackson was slightly (just slightly) shorter than Mark, he’d somehow managed to be the one leaning down and kissing him and – oh wait- how did they get up against the wall?- and God did the small amount of dominance inflate his ego

Jackson gasped when he felt a tongue trail across the bottoms of his lips which the elder eagerly swallowed. Mark s his arms around him, bringing him even closer. Jackson’s hands were on the others hips now and the small squeeze he gave had Mark gasping and pulling away.

Pupils dilated, lips swollen and wet. Jackson had the urge to go back and kiss Mark senseless but he really needed to catch his breath.

Mark’s hands had made their way down to Jackson’s bare sides and Jackson became acutely aware that he was still only wearing a tank. Which in the midst of their kissing (seriously how did they get up against the wall?) was now scrunched up and exposing a bit of his stomach. He pushed his tank down and leaned away from Mark and felt his breathing get back to normal.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I pushed you against the wall.” he said, sheepishly.

 

“It’s ok.” Mark replied. It was actually more than ok. Jackson could push him against the wall and kiss him again if he wanted. It was actually preferred he did. Sooner or later. The sooner the better.

 

“So um, you…why did you kiss me-wait-no-that’s stupid. You kissed me because you like me back…right?” Jackson asked, fumbling with his words. He had an inclining as to what the elder would say. Why the else would he have kissed you? But he had to make sure he wasn’t getting the wrong signals-

“I think saying I like you would be an understatement.”

 

Oh. Oh.

“Oh. Well, that’s good. I mean. We are both on the same page then. Because…you know, I said I kinda loved you too...just before.”

 

Smooth. Real smooth.

Jackson knew that if he were to ever look back at this moment, he’d cringe at how awkward he was being. This was Mark he was talking to. His first friend in university. His friend turned best friend turned love interest. Why was his mouth refusing to form coherent sentences?

They make confessions look so easy in movies. The main characters would just look at each other and know what the other was thinking. Words would gracefully spill from their mouths to address their situation. Maybe they knew how to mind read? Telekinesis? Telepathy?

Or maybe love was just one dangerous motherer because it had accomplished in turning Jackson Wang into a stuttering and awkward 13 year old girl.

 

Mark couldn’t help but love the nervous and shy Jackson standing right in front of him. It’s rare to be able to bring him down to this. But it was so ing adorable the way he refused to make eye contact and the way his cheeks burned a deep shade of red the more he spoke. And Mark didn’t know what to do with himself. He is surprised that he wasn’t in a similar state.

He pushed himself off the wall and took a hold of Jackson’s hands. “Come on, let’s get you changed. You’re going to get sick.”

 

 

Mark and Jackson sat opposite of each other on the couch, the latter now in a new set of clothing that were just a little too big for him. For which Mark had to about while the younger feigned annoyance in return. Mark had to turn around while Jackson stripped out of his clothes and he told himself it was to give the other some privacy, but really it was to stop the trains of thoughts threatening to overtake his brain. If just looking at Jackson’s bear arms had him so mesmerized, imagine what the rest of his body could…No. He had to get a hold of himself. Stop being such a thirsty , he told himself. 

 

They sat in comfortable silence. Jackson was back to mulling over his thoughts so he could form proper sentences this time. But he still wasn’t sure how to start this off. He looked up when he felt movement and saw Mark reach out for his hand. The elder was gazing at his wrist, finger tips tracing over his tattoo. And Jackson was thankful for how the small amount of contact made him somehow relax.

“Jackson.” Mark said looking up at the younger. “You told me you were afraid of confessing because you didn’t think I’d love you back?” A nod. “But I do. Have loved you for a while…” A small smile. “But you seem…I don’t know…tense? Unsure? Am I making you feel that way?”

Jackson frowned at the question. “No, no…it’s not that. It’s this…whole situation. Is it as simple as I think it is? Everything is out in the open now and … is it just as easy as being together now?” he asked hesitantly, brows furrowed in question.

 

Mark wanted to reach out and smooth out the worry lines on Jackson’s forehead but he refrained himself. “Why isn’t it as easy as that?” he asked instead, stilling his fingers on Jackson’s hands.

 

Jackson opened and closed his mouth, pondering over the question. Why wasn’t it as easy as that?

 

Because…it just wasn’t.

“Mark, I want to be with you. For as long as I can. My tattoo didn’t have to convince me.” Jackson replied, eyes trailing down to his wrist. “But I- I want to know if it matters to you. I don’t know how you can be my soulmate, without me being yours. The universe really wants to with me eh?”

 

Mark wanted to repeat to Jackson what an idiot he was like he had said so not too long ago because if anyone was the victim in this predicament, it was Jackson. Because he has to deal with a soulmate who doesn’t have his name tattooed on him.

“Why does it sound like your blaming yourself for this? It’s no one’s fault. I should be the one asking if you want to be with me. If you’re willing to give this a shot. As cliché as it sounds, I belong to you, but you don’t belong to me. That’s up to you to decide.”

 

Jackson stared at Mark in surprise, once again rendered speechless by the elder. He wanted to laugh at how he and Mark seemed to be on the same page- how they were both hesitant on the situation at hand because they both felt sorry for the other person.

 

“My perspectives on soulmate tattoos has changed, a lot, over the past few years. And yes, it’s because of personal experience why I think how this whole system is actually pretty ed up. Your other half, someone who you’re supposed to spend forever with is decided by some upper powers and we don’t even question it? Just blindly accept it and leave everything to faith? But then…” Mark paused, shifting his eyes from Jackson’s face down to his wrists again which he noticed he still hadn’t let go of. Jackson’s hands were warm and a comfortable weight he decided he should focus on to keep his thoughts in check.

“But then I looked at your tattoo, my name written on your wrist and-“ Mark lets out a small laugh and smiled up at Jackson, although he doubt what he was thinking was really that funny – “I forget about all that, in a span of seconds. I without a doubt accept that I was yours and … I couldn’t help but wish you were mine.” He finished. Mark hated how desperate he sounded in the last little bit but talking about his own tattoo still proved to be a hard tact for him.   

He blinked his eyes a couple of times and yup – tears. Great. Just like last time, Mark didn’t seem to have any control over his emotions, especially when he was around Jackson. He brought one hand to his face, trying to simultaneously hide and erase the wetness around his eyes. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying…”

 

“Don’t apologize for something like that.” Jackson answered, once he found his voice. He brought both of his hands up to push away Mark’s hands and replaced it with his owns. He wiped away at the corners of the others eyes and tugged his face so Mark was meeting his eyes. “I want to be yours too. I want to give us a shot. I don’t know…what to expect. But I’m tired of dancing around you with my feelings.”

 

God, it was that simple? Jackson made everything sound so easy. Every single word filled with hope and confidence and Mark felt months’ worth of weight of repressing his feelings suddenly being lifted off his chest.

Mark didn’t realize he was unconsciously leaning in to Jackson as the younger spoke. The more he talked, the more his heart seemed to be pulled by him. Jackson’s words were making him feel bubbly. Happiness that he couldn’t describe had begun to sprout in him and threatened to swallow him whole.

 

He wants to give us a shot.

He wants to be with you.

He wants to be yours.

Mark leaned in the rest of the way, keeping his eyes locked with Jackson’s. He smiled slightly when he noticed the younger leaning in as well. He stopped himself when he was only a breath away from the others lips.

“Can I kiss you?” he whispered the words on Jackson’s lips. It was kind of stupid to ask but apparently he wanted to be extra sappy today.

Jackson didn’t give it a second thought before he leaned in and filled the gap. The younger's lips were soft, and hot and perfect. There kiss was needy and desperate and Jackson’s hands cradling his face was the only thing keeping him reassured.

Mark vaguely sensed his surroundings fading way as he pressed closer to Jackson, his hands resting on the others chest. And maybe it wasn’t healthy to let the younger have such an effect on him. But as Jackson tilted his head to deepen the kiss, he found himself not caring in the least.

 

“I want to be yours too”. Jackson's words echoed in his head. 

But you already are, Mark thought in return.

 

“I belong to you, but you don’t belong to me."  Mark's words swam around in his mind. 

But, I do, Jackson thought back.

---

 

A few hours later. 

Junior added BamBam, Yugyeom, and Jimin to the group chat.

Junior

Mark and Jackson are totally banging ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

BamBam

ewww u text me at 12am as just to tell me this???

=_=

and congrats to them for finally getting some

 

Junior

Its my job to keep the group updated on everyones external affairs

 

Park Jimin

um why do i need to know this…

 

Junior

Park Jimin.

We are talking about MARK TUAN and JACKSON WANG here!

 

Park Jimin

good for them I guess?

 

Junior

Oh wait

LOL  XD XD XD

I added the wrong Jimin

mb mb sorry

Ignore this

 

Junior added Ji-min to the group chat.

 

Junior

YO JIMIN #2 Mark and Jackson are totally banging ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

 

Ji-min         

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

asdajskhfjkhgdjkhg

u best not be ing with me

                   

            Junior

I would never

 

Ji-min         

ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

i can die in peaceee now

 

Yugyeom

Doesnt this mean bambam lost the bet

Bruh you owe me some cash [̲̅$̲̅(̲̅5̲̅)̲̅$̲̅]

 

Ji-min         

oh yes thank u YG

bambam pay up

*plays better have my money in the background*

 

BamBam

Waitwaitwait

U guys still remember that ?

That bet was made AGES ago

hyung do u have any proof

 

Junior

Proof of them banging?...

(ʘ_ʘ)

I maybe be

but I certainly dont want to see ANY of my friends getting it on..

 

BamBam

Neither do i!!!

Ever

Sneak a picture them of them

Not banging of course

 

Junior

…ok so they aren’t exactly banging but i did walk in on a heavy make out session on the couch

Had I walked in the room a little later then maybe I would’ve gotten the pic ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Go text Jackson for urself if u don’t believe me

 

Park Jimin

thats such a creepy face

 

BamBam

my payday was litteralllly 2 days ago

all my cash will be gone now (-_(-_(-_(-_-)_-)_-)_-)

 

Ji-min

hehe there are two Jimin’s in this group

Jinyoung hyung help me make a shopping list

btw im surprised Mark hyung was ok with u telling us this

U know how he is

 

Junior

Who said I asked?

 

Ji-min

Haha hes going to KILL u

 

Junior

Im not afraid (⌐■_■)

This is what he gets for ignoring me

 

Yugyeom

This is Mark hyung we're talking about, nothing new

 

Jimin

can i add a couple of my friends to this

since ur goal seems to be to get revenge on ur friend

so the more the merrier right?

Junior

Sure

Jimin

its midnight and im having the time of my life

u guys are hilarious

 

Jimin added Hobi , TaeTae, Namjoon , Momma Jin, $UGA and Kookie to the group chat.

 

$UGA

i swear to my own mothers ing grave u better not send me another selfie of Hoseok

i need my sleep

 

Momma Jin

Language Yoongi

And relax

Jimin, not that we aren’t happy for you and Hobi but we all agreed to one Hobi selfie a day

I need my beauty sleep as well

 

$UGA

yes listen to mother

he especially needs sleep b/c Namjoon is my roommate and doesnt come back from Jin’s apartment till late morn

i dont even want to imagine what they do all night

 

Jimin

i meant its not that hard to imagine…

 

Momma Jin

JIMIN!

Oh my god shut up ರ_ರ

And why am I named Momma Jin?

 

TaeTae

Is that a trick question?

 

Namjoon

I don’t know how this started

But I’m kind of not comfortable discussing what goes on behind the bedrooms doors with u guys

Although everything you’ve said so far I think has been a compliment to my stamina…

So thank u I guess?

 

$UGA

Jin might actually die because of insomnia one day and the reason for his insomnia wont be like anxiety or stress

no it’ll be Namjoon

 

Jimin

dont think hyung will actually mind that

 

Namjoon

…

He’s right

 

Momma Jin

(╯°□°)╯

 

Namjoon

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

 

Momma Jin

(>'-')>

 

Kookie

im only barely legal guys

stop corrupting my innocent ears

 

$UGA

u are 18 not 5

 

Hobi

U guys hurt me ༼ つ ಥ_ಥ ༽つ

Does no one appreciates the beauty that is Jung Hoseok? (◕‿◕✿)

 

Jimin

Its ok baby I dooo~~~

 

Hobi

(✿´‿`)

 

Jimin

◔ ⌣ ◔

 

Hobi

(ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

 

Kookie

┻━┻ ︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻

U guys are so gross

 

TaeTae

I dont think we were added here to talk about Jin’s lack of sleep because Namjoon hyung cant keep it in his pants

Or weather Jimin takes too many selfies of Hobi (which he does)

My best wishes for Mark and Jackson hyung (~˘▾˘)~ (~˘▾˘)~ (~˘▾˘)~

 

Junior

I will relay the message