Get used to this
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“Urm, Jackson how the hell did you get into my house?” Mark questioned Jackson and sat up fully in his bed and raised an eyebrow. Jackson dramatically sighed.
“Babe, if I make you breakfast in bed, a simple “Thank you” will suffice. None of this “ how did you get into my house business. So rude.”
Inspired by a Tumblr post.
Foreword
This is my first fic after awhile! And I'm just getting back into it. I'll be taking prompts if anyone was interested! This Fic will also be posted on ao3!
Thanks so much for reading ^^
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