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Jackson POV

"The pink one or the green one?" Mark holds up a pink sweater and a green sweater.

"The green one." Mark makes a face.

"Really? I like the pink one."

"Then why did you ask me?"

"I thought we could read each other's minds." Mark pouts.

I laugh at his cuteness.

Me and Mark are at the mall shopping.

The weather's nice today so why not?

Plus I have a big surprise for Mark later on today.

"Jackson! Look at this sweater!" Mark holds up a red sweater with a dazzling gold M on it.

"Oh wow. Isn't that bright?" I cover my eyes from the blinding gold.

"It's perfect. It's my favorite color and it has a M on it. It's awesome." Mark smiles at the sweater.

"How much is it?"

"56 bucks." Mark snickers.

"Hell no. That's too much for a damn sweater." I begin to walk away from the expensive clothes surrounding me.

"But Jackson." Mark's voice is soft.

I turn to a pouting Mark.

"It's-it's so nice." He holds the sweater up and pouts.

Big brown eyes quiver and adorable lips frown. Damn him and his puppy face.

"Give me this." I snatch the sweater out of his hand and I walk over to the cashier.

"Yay! Victory is mine!" Mark does a little happy dance.

The cashier laughs at us.

"Aren't you two cute." She rings up the sweater and the other shit Mark got.

I watch the price go up on the screen. Already in the hundreds and she only scanned three items. There's at least 10 more items to go.

I want to cry.

"Okay. Your total is $250.56." She smiles when she sees the devious look on Mark's face.

"Dang Jacks. That price is um tragic."

I yank my card out and slam it on the table.

"Debit." The cashier gladly takes the card and does the transaction.

I practically hear my bank account crying.

"Here you go. Thanks for shopping at our store! Please come again!" She hands us our bags.

"We will!" Mark says happily.

"Like hell we will." I mumble under my breath.

"Did you say something Jackson?" Mark asks.

"No no. Not at all." Mark shrugs and skips out of the store.

He comes to a halt.

He gasps.

"Jackson! We have to go in this store!"

I look closely at the store and I want to cry.

I'm going to be bankrupt after today.

"Come on! Don't just stand there." Mark pushes me into the store.

"Lord someone help me and my wallet!" Mark laughs at my cries for help.

As Mark does his shopping I realise how happier he is.

Since he told me about that fucking piece of shit a month ago, he's been much more giddier and overall happy.

He told me the words I said to him that night really helped him.

I helped him rid his most horrendous memories. I'm so happy he's not suffering anymore.

But someone does need to suffer.

Wook Kang.

Such a bitch. I understand why Mark calls him the bastard. He's terrible.

What he did to Mark was fucking awful.

I want him in jail too.

Or he could die. I don't care. One or the other.

He needs to suffer.

I've talked to Jaebum and he said that the bastard is on vacation. He won't be back until next week. Who takes a whole month to vacation?

I didn't tell Jaebum why I wanted to talk to him.

Mark hasn't told anyone for a reason. This is between us and that bitch.

And that bitch will rot.

"Jackson!" Mark throws something at me.

It's a shirt.

"Try it on." Mark jumps in place.

"Why?" I look at the shirt.

"It looks hella small." I look at Mark.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. Now come on. Go try it on." Mark drags me to a fitting room.

"You're gonna watch?" I ask once I notice he doesn't move an inch to leave the fitting room.

"Yep."

I chuckle.

I take of my jacket, then my shirt.

I can feel Mark's eyes drilling holes into me.

I put on the unbelievably tight shirt.

"Jesus Mark. Is this an extra small? Damn I can't even breath."

Mark walks up to me and smiles.

"Yes yes. This is a nice shirt. So tight around your muscles. And I can see your abs too. Yes. Yummy. Wonderful shirt." Mark runs his hands down my arms and abs.

He's practically drooling.

"Wow Mark. You're a mess." I laugh.

He's so sneaky.

"Can I take this off now? I can't breath." I really am struggling to breath.

"Yeah. Less is better."

I laugh once again. Mark is too funny.

And he's seductive.

I take the small shirt off and Mark's eyes never leave my body.

He even licks his lips.

He licks his fucking lips.

"Mark?" He hums in response but never moves his eyes.

"Go make sure the door is locked." He finally removes his eyes from my body.

He looks a bit confused but locks the door anyway.

"Come here." I order.

Mark hesitantly walks over to me.

"Why'd you make me lock the door? And you're still shirtless." Mark is so cute when he's confused.

I unzip his jacket and I take it off.

"W-what are you doing Jackson?"

"Less is better right?" I squeeze his ass.

He squeaks.

"Y-yes. Less is better." Mark blushes furiously.

We kiss and Mark whimpers as I run my fingers on his bare back under his shirt.

He moans loudly when I smack his ass.

"Ah Mark. You have to be quiet. You don't want anyone to hear us right?"

Mark's face is as red as a tomato. And he nods his head.

And all that can be heard is hushed moans, slapping of the skin, and Mark screaming my name.

"My butt." Mark grimaces as he sits down.

"You should've kept your tongue in your mouth."

"So I can't lick my lips?"

"No you can. Just not while you stare at me."

"And if I do that you'll do what you just did to punish me?"

"Yes I will."

"I'm going to lick my lips while staring at you everyday." Mark nods his head.

I laugh.

"If you do that you'll have to go to the hospital."

"Yes I will. Because Jackson destroys my ass." I choke on my sprite.

Mark looks worried.

"Are you okay?" He rubs my shoulder.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just-just don't ever say that again." I cough some more.

"Why? It's true. You destroy my a-"

"Yes Mark. I know I do. But hearing you say it I feel like I ruined your innocence."

Mark blinks.

Then he leans to whisper in my ear.

"You already did." I choke on my sprite again.

Mark smirks.

"Stop choking on sprite. I'm the only one that should be choking on things." Mark says matter of factly.

I nearly fall out of my seat. People in the food court look at us.

"Gosh. Lord. Please hush Mark."

"Fine." Mark shoves a fry into his mouth.

After we finish eating we walk around the mall some more.

Well I walk.

Mark has quite a limp.

"My bum and my back are in pain." I snicker hearing Mark's cries.

"Is that what BBC stands for?"

I stop walking.

"What?" I'm so shocked.

"BBC. Doesn't it stand for Butt and Back need Care?" Mark genuinely looks confused.

I burst out laughing.

What is life any more?

This man will be the death of me.

"No Mark. That's not what it stands for."

"What does it stand for?"

"You don't have to know." I chuckle.

"I'll find out one day." Mark attempts to march but he yelps in pain and holds his back.

As we go around the mall we come to the big fountain in the middle.

"Woah. It's so pretty." Mark looks mesmerized by the water.

"It is pretty. But it's not as pretty as you though."

Mark blushes.

"Nuh uh. This is way better looking than I am." He watches the water as it leisurely cascades down the gold stone.

It is beautiful.

This is perfect.

What I'm about to do will change my life.

Mark's so entranced by the fountain he doesn't even notice the little black box I pull out from my pocket.

"No Mark. You're way more beautiful than this fountain." He turns to me to probably deny my statement but he gasps once he sees what's in my hand.

I get down on one knee.

Mark covers his mouth and his eyes shake.

"This past year has been the greatest year of my life. I got to spend the most dearest times with the man I love. I remember the first day I meet you and I thought nothing of you. I though you were just any average teenage boy. But no. I was wrong. You're way more. You went through things that most people in this world may never experience. You fought and fought through your hardships. You never gave up. You never gave up on me when I said that I'll save you. You have the mightiest heart. Thank you for letting me into your life and helping you. Thank you for bringing me the laughs that always brighten up my day. Thank you for loving me. You're my air. Without you I will suffocate. With you I will breath. I will let in the air that keeps me running, the air that gives me so much love, the air that only you can give me."

Mark is a crying mess.

I know that they are tears of joy.

I open the little black box. A shining diamond ring is revealed.

$1,799.99

I cried when I bought it but it was worth it.

It's for Mark. The one I love.

"Mark Tuan. You're the most beautiful person I've ever meet. Inside and out. You have a heart of steel. You have a face that no one can compare too. But you have so much compassion. You have such a good heart that many people abused. I don't want you to suffer anymore. I want you to continue smiling, I want you to continue laughing, and I want you to continue to be yourself. And I want you to know that I'll always be there for you. And that I will never let you go."

Mark sobs into his hands.

"Mark Tuan. Will you marry me?"

"Yes!" I stand and Mark runs into my arms.

We share a passionate kiss.

I take the diamond engagement ring and  slide the ring on Mark's slim finger.

"It's beautiful." Mark cries more.

"A beautiful ring for a beautiful man." Mark kisses me again.

"I love you Jackson. And I never want to let you go either."

"I love you too Mark." We smile and exchange another kiss.

People around us must've watched my proposal because we hear whooping and clapping. And even congratulations.

We smile at the spectators.

"Why don't we go home? It's a been a long day." I look into Mark's eyes.

"The best day." Mark smiles.

We both bend down to get our bags.

Mark yelps.

"Ouch. My back." I laugh once again.

Once we have all of our bags we head to our car.

On the way home Mark couldn't stop staring at his finger.

"Thank you Jackson. For everything." He holds his hand into his chest.

"I finally get to be with you forever. And I get to become a Wang."

"Mark Wang does have a good ring to it." I agree.

He smiles.

"Yes. Yes it does."

Hey. I know it's a sad time right now. That's why I have this nice fluffy chapter of markson.

May Jonghyun rest in peace. I didn't know him personally but I'm sure he was a great man. He said himself in his letter "I never learned how to turn this pain into happiness."

I don't blame you Jonghyun. You ended your suffering. You're so strong. Shinee members and Shawols are having the roughest time right now. And all of the other fandoms are here for you.

Jonghyun you will be dearly missed. Rest in peace my love. Thank you.