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Jackson POV

Aw

Mark looks so cute when he sleeps.

It's been 2 years and he still looks almost the same.

He dyed his hair.

I play with his hair.

He stirs in his sleep.

I move my hand away immediately. I don't want to disturb his sleep.

He needs his rest.

He looked exhausted as always.

He missed me. I know he did. I've been watching Mark since I recovered from the fall.

I didn't want to fake my own death. It was all Jaebum. He planned it.

I heard Mark's cries when I came to.

My heart stopped for 45 minutes or so. Then I came back.

It sucks that Mark saw me during those 45 minutes.

Jaebum knew that my recovery would be a while. So instead of having Mark worry about me he decided that Mark should get a taste of his own medicine.

Mark saw how everyone was affected by my "death" and Chanyeol told him that this is what would happen if he killed himself.

Chanyeol told Mark that his pain from my death would be how I felt if Mark killed himself.

That's when Mark changed.

I guess he doesn't want me to feel the pain he has.

He started to take his medicine.

He ate more.

He finally accepted counseling.

He started to genuinely listen to a therapist.

There's one thing that really shook me.

He finally talked about his past.

It was when I finally was able to walk again.

I was paralyzed for a year. I was paralyzed from the neck and down.

I broke my neck during the fall.

I broke almost every bone in my body.

Everyone wonders how Mark only walked away with a broken arm and some scratches.

When we fell Mark was heading down back first. I shifted our positions so I was the one who had my back facing the rocks. I held Mark so tight.

Once I hit the rock I felt the sharp edge sink into my back and neck. I practically heard my spine and neck snap. Damn that shit hurt.

Mark was crying and holding my face. He kept saying it was all his fault. It's not his fault. It's all those people who caused him so much pain. It's their faults.

I couldn't tell him that. I saw in the distance a rock. It was falling down the cliff.

Heading straight for us.

I pushed Mark off of me. He fell and that's how his arm broke. I heard his cries for me then I was "out" or you could say I died.

That rock that was heading for us.

It crushed me.

My ribs collapsed. Surprisingly 2 of my ribs didn't break. My legs were crushed. So we're my arms. Luckily face was spared..

For a second. The rock that broke my neck and back decided to shift because of the weight of the other rock so I went tumbling down rock cliff and bam.

My face got fucked up.

Wow.

Now that I think about it. I can't believe I survived that. It took a year and a half to recover.

22 surgeries.

Physical therapy everyday.

I had to learn how to write again.

I can't stay in the cold too long. I have metal rods in my arms and legs. The EMT couldn't even find my right femur. They found it 2 days later in the cliff.

I had to learn how to walk like I was a baby again. And I had to learn to use a fork and spoon again. I was fed through a tube for a year.

Damn.

It would've hurt Mark way more if he knew all I went through.

And Jaebum's plan was actually pretty smart.

My "death" made him better. I'm glad. I hated seeing him scream and cry. It pained my heart.

I'm glad I was able to hear his stories. I watched him tell the stories through a hidden camera.

Mark's been through so much.

His mom is a bitch.

She's been abusing him since he was 6. That's when her and her husband divorced. Mark loved his dad. So did his mom. She took her pain out on him. He said that she threw bottles at her. One time he said that she locked him in the garage with the door closed and the car running.

What the fuck kind of person is she?

She wanted to kill her son with car fumes?

That's not even the worse of it.

His dad died in a car accident. Mark's mom was hugely affected by that. His dad gave her money and now that he was gone his money went to his new wife and kids.

What she did to get money was sick.

She would give little 8 year old Mark to men or women and make him do things for them.

I don't even want to remember this. Mark was crying. And he said that he wanted to rip his lips off and bleach his mouth. His mom made him put things in his mouth that he didn't want.

The doctors asked Mark if he ever got raped my any of them. He said no. But his body shivered.

I saw the look in his eyes. He wasn't telling the truth. He probably wasn't raped my them but by someone else. I don't know.

But I knew when they asked he stiffened. I should ask him. Eventually.

He continued to tell the stories.

Yoongi, Jungkook, and Taehyung. Those fucking bastards can go die.

Mark said that they started bullying him since he was 12. First they just called him names.

Then they started to beat him once they entered highschool.

Then they saw how infactuated Mark was about Jinyoung. They took advantage of him.

They threatened Mark that they'll tell Jinyoung all about how obsessed he is over him. Mark didn't want that. They told him they wouldn't tell unless he did some stuff for them.

I'm glad that Mark couldn't hear me or see me. I lost my shit when he said that.

They made him do some nasty shit.

They touched him. Mark calls them his "naughty places" he's so innocent. Why the fuck would they do that shit to him!

The doctor asked for examples. I wished Chanyeol, Jongin, or even Jaebum were questioning him. At least they would've known that any more information wasn't needed.

He told them examples. I was near tears. I can't believe they did that shit to him.

One of the examples almost made me punch the computer. I didn't want to hear that shit. Mark was telling the doctor this. I didn't need to prude into his life.

Jaebum told me I needed to watch it and listen to him.

So I did.

I fucking wish I didn't.

Mark told the doctor that they made him suck their.

I don't even want to think of it.

They handcuffed him to a bed and shit.

I slam my fist down on my kitchen counter.

Just thinking of this shit. I can't.

They handcuffed him to a bed and he said that Yoongi put God I can't with this.

Okay okay.

He said that Yoongi put hot sauce on his fingers and then fucking fingered him.

Then he repeated it 3 more fucking times. I lost my shit.

Chanyeol and Jongin had to hold me down.

Then Mark said Jungkook took a battery from a car and clamped jumper cables to his nipples and lord!

Those fuckers!

Taehyung poured hot hot water on him, hot enough to leave burns on Mark's body. Taehyung also fucking whipped him.

I lost my complete shit then. Mark was crying. He held his body. All I wanted to do was give him a big hug.

They did more things to him. Luckily Mark said they didn't rape him. But they did do other things. I don't even want to think of them. And even with doing all these things. They still told Jinyoung about Mark's obsession. That's when Jinyoung started avoiding him.

Those motherfuckers.

Did all that shit and they still betrayed him. Now I understand why he calls everyone liars.

His mom lied to him.

Those fuckers lied to him.

And there's also a doctor works for Platnium.

Mark calls him the bastard.

Mark said he's not saying his name because he's scared that "the bastard" will do something to him.

Like hell he will. I'll kill him.

The bastard was abusive too. A fucking doctor from Platnium! Why do people like hurting Mark?

But Mark barely talked about him. The doctor asked for examples but Mark did not oblige.

What did that man do to him?

Mark's eyes were filled with a fear that I've never seen.

The stories countinued of his painful past. It pained me to listen. Once he was finished he was a crying mess.

I was an emotional mess myself.

After that I basically played an undercover cop or detective.

Mark doesn't even know I've been watching him for 6 months now.

I know at his college they treat him like shit.

I know that he can't keep a job because other employees frame him for stuff he didn't even fucking do.

I know his mom is still a bitch. I just watched her do that shit to Mark. I wanna go beat her ass. But don't worry the cops already have her in custody.

Her dumbass didn't even recognize me. I literally knocked on her door and told her about a new security system. She let me in her house. I put hidden cameras all around her house.

She was so drunk she didn't even know.

She didn't even want the security system.

And she lives in the worst neighborhood on earth.

As I left she tried to flirt. She looked ridiculous.

I understand why Mark called her evil. Whenever the doctors were involved she would act so sweet but on the inside she was an evil fucking bitch.

Mark wasn't crazy. He was traumatised.

All that shit he went through. Damn. I would be traumatized myself.

I walk back into my room. He's still sleeping.

Dont worry Mark. You don't have to go back to her. You can live with me. The police already dropped his stuff to my apartment.

Jaebum's plan was a success. His mom is in custody. Yoongi, Jungkook, and Taehyung are in jail.

They're so stupid.

They still had the sheets they used to torture Mark.

The inspector found Mark's blood and fingerprints on the sheets and they also found the 3 dumbasses fingerprints as well.

Hot sauce was on the sheets too. Mixed in with Mark's blood.

Jesus. Why was I there when they checked Yoongi's house?

I almost cried. The fact to see Mark's blood on those sheets fucked me up.

The car battery was there too.

The whips, the handcuffs, all the other fucked up shit was there too. Bastards.

It's like they kept a fucking museum of what they did to him that day.

Once we finished searching we went to see the suspects.

I beat the shit out of them.

The police officers didn't stop me.

The FBI agents didn't stop me.

Jaebum didn't stop me.

They watched me beat the shit out of the 3 of them.

Before they went to jail they had to go to the hospital.

I hope they're rotting in jail.

His mom can rot in jail too.

Speaking of mothers.

Mom shouldn't have said that shit to Mark.

Jaebum told me to not tell her about this.

So mom thinks I'm dead too. It's best she doesn't know. She's not the best with secrets.

I'll tell her eventually.

Come to think of it. Only the doctors at Platnium, the police, and the FBI only know about my fake death. I've been laying low.

I didn't continue school. I couldn't because I was paralyzed.

I didn't graduate.

I never got my favorite car back.

I left my friends.

I hurt my parents.

I risked everything. All for one person

Mark.

And it sure was worth it.

I smile at the still sleeping Mark.

Why did I do all of this?

Why did I take my whole life away for him?

Why am I not mad that I broke almost every bone in my body just because he leaned back?

Why am I ok that I faked my own death?

I don't know.

I stare at Mark.

"I can't believe they could hurt you like that." I stroke his hair once again.

He mumbles in his sleep.

"Jackson." I smile.

He said my name in his sleep.

Cute.

I look out the window.

"I love you Jackson."

Why the hell am I thinking about that now?

That was some trick he pulled that night.

Kissed me, told me he loves me, then he just falls.

He planned that in his head didn't he.

He thought I would just let him fall.

Something made me run after him.

Something made me do all of this for him.

Jaebum continues to tell me: "Your in love Jackson."

I keep denying it.

Jaebum also said: "Only a man who's in love can get this angry after hearing the one he loves painful stories."

I told him anyone would get mad.

"Maybe. But not as angry as you. Look at you Jackson. The flame in your eyes. That's passion to hurt the ones that hurt Mark. You don't want to see the one you love in pain."

Shit.

He's right.

I look down to the sidewalk outside of my apartment complex.

There's a couple there.

They kiss.

I look back down at Mark.

Do I love him?

I don't want us to be apart again.

I grab his hand.

He squeezes my hand back.

I bring my eyes to his face.

He's awake. He gives me a half asleep smile.

He rubs his eyes with his fist as he yawns.

Adorable.

He never lets go of my hand as he stretches.

He doesn't want to let me go.

I don't want to let him go either.

I guess the saying, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" is true.

I stare at Mark.

He stares at me.

We stare at each other.

I admire his face. Those brown, sweet, solemn eyes. They're gorgeous.

Even though he gets beaten his skin is still beautiful.

I lean down to his face. I rest my hand by his head. My other hand caresses his face.

"J-Jackson?"

I stare at his lips.

I kissed those lips.

Those lips have felt things that should've never been felt.

He told the doctors that I was his first kiss. All the things he did with his mouth and he never got a kiss.

I'm glad but sad at the same time.

He's never been loved.

I'll be his first and last love.

I lean closer to his face. Our breaths mingle.

"J-Jackson. W-what are you doing?"

What am I doing?

"I'm looking at the one I love."

Mark's eyes light up.

I put my forehead against his.

Our lips faintly touch.

I stare into his eyes.

"I love you Mark. And not as a friend."

"I love you too Jackson." Mark's eyes tear up.

Before a tear can fall I claim his lips.

Again. Our roles are reversed.

I'm the one who initiated the kiss this time.

I won't deny it anymore.

I love Mark.

I deepen the kiss.

I feel Mark's hands on my arms.

I want to rid his lips of all the bad things they've felt.

I won't let anyone hurt him.

Like I promised.

I'm not going to leave him.

I release Mark's lips.

His face and ears are bright red.

I smile. He's adorable.

I lean down to his ear.

"You're mine." I kiss his ear.

Mark shivers.

"Y-yes. I am." He shakes his head furiously.

I laugh.

I pull away from Mark. He pouts and sits up.

"You hungry?" I don't have much. I hope he doesn't mind ramen for breakfast.

"Yes."

"You want ramen?"

"No."

"You want pancakes?"

"No."

"Damn. What do you want?"

"You." Mark's gaze is intense.

So is mine.

"Can we do that thing again?" Mark puts his finger on his lips and never breaks eye contact.

"Kiss?"

He nods.

I push Mark back onto the bed and our lips clash together ferociously.

Mark's hands grip my shirt tightly.

My hands hold Mark's slim waist.

Once we pull apart, Mark starts to cry.

"What's wrong?" Did I do something wrong?

He smiles.

"I'm j-just so happy. I-I'm so happy y-you said you love me."

He's happy.

I pull Mark into a hug.

We lay in bed.

Mark's head buried in my neck and our bodies tangled together.

I kiss his forehead.

"I'm glad you're happy. I'll make sure you'll stay happy."

"Thank you Jackson. I love you." He smiles.

"I love you too Mark."

The longest chap yet. Took me 6 hours :')But hey! We found out what Jackson was doing! And he finally accepted his feelings for Mark! Will there be anymore conflicts? Or will this be happily ever  after? Thanks for reading.And thanks for all the love and support!I love u guys!Baaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyiiiiiiiiieeeeeee