It's you (Jinson/Jackjin)

18.

Jinyoung

Jackson stayed the night, hugging me tight as we laid on the bed with our legs intertwined. He was humming some tune while stroking my head as I laid on his chest. I fell asleep while listening to him and to the steady rhythm of his heart, feeling safer than ever.

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We had somehow untangled ourselves in the middle of the night as I was lying on my back when I woke. I rolled to my side before cracking my eyes, Jackson was still fast asleep, lying on his side towards me. I smiled as I watched him, remembering that we had nothing on today. I laid there and savoured this rare moment, of me just lying around, with nowhere to rush to and more importantly, of Jackson lying beside me.

The sunlight was shining through the curtains, catching Jackson hair as I laid there staring at him, making it browner than usual. His eyelashes casted shadows onto his cheeks, fluttering slightly as he snored. I knew he talks in his sleep at times but I never really heard it.

I leaned closer to hear what he was mumbling about as he frowned, his grip around his pillow tightened. I heard my name at the end, but I had no idea what he was saying as he was speaking in Chinese/Cantonese, whichever I was not sure. I reached up to smoothen the creases in his brow, smiling as he seemed to lean into my touch, sighing as he relaxed and continued snoring again.

I continued to laze in bed until I felt my stomach rumble in hunger and the urge to pee. I rolled out of bed, stretching as I walked to the toilet. I bumped into Mark in the hallway as I headed to the kitchen.

"Good morning Hyung"

"You seem awfully happy today" Mark replied, throwing his arm across my shoulders. I laughed and grabbed his waist as I tugged him along into the kitchen. We started preparing a simple breakfast for whoever wakes up, chatting as we worked.

"Oh right, hyung. What is 我知道?"

"I know"

"What about 我的?"

"Why the random Chinese? It means my or mine anyway" Mark laughed as he turned to face me.

"Jackson was mumbling in his sleep while frowning and I got curious" I shrugged, avoiding his gaze as I turned back to the chopping board, only to cut my finger.

"Be careful!" Mark scolded, turning on the tap as he pushed my finger under the running water.

"I'm okay. It wasn't a deep cut" I said, looking at my finger as I turned the tap off.

"I'll handle the rest" Mark frowned, shooing me out of the kitchen as he took a band-aid from the cupboard. He wrapped my finger in hallway, before shooing me back to my room again.

We both froze at the doorway as I opened my room door. My jaw dropped open as Jackson was working out shirtless and had turned to face us as we stood there. His body was glinting in sweat, his chest heaving as he tilted his head to look over.

He definitely saw me checking his body out as he gave me a lazy smirk as my eyes roamed slowly up to his face again.

"Ahem. Erm. Rest" Mark coughed, shoving me in before slamming the door.

"Are you alright my puppy?" Jackson frowned as he approached me.

"Yeah. Just my finger" I said, pointing my wrapped finger upwards to show him.

"You don't have to keep making us breakfast, you know" he sighed as he took my hand in his and raised it to his lips. He blew softly on it before pressing a soft kiss on the back of my hand.

"You don't have to keep overworking yourself just to promote us, you know" I rebutted, causing him to frown as he looked up into my eyes.

"It's what I like and have to do. I don't want to quarrel about this" he sighed, dropping my hand.

"We're not. I'm just saying that you need more rest" I continued. He always looked so tired and I knew he didn't get enough sleep for the past weeks.

"I'm getting enough. I'm going to help Mark" he replied, running a hand through his hair as he threw his shirt on over his head. He made a move towards the door before turning halfway, grabbing my neck and pulling me in for a kiss. He stared into my eyes as we pulled apart, glancing down at my lips.

"I know you care. I'm trying" he whispered, his hand was still around the nape of my neck. He pressed another soft kiss to my lips before he let go, looking back at me before he left the room.

I stood there stunned as I reached up to stroke my lips. I smiled to myself as I still felt his lingering kiss against them. I thought about his sleep talk, why was there a "I know" before declaring that I'm his? Was I reading too much into things again? Probably.

I slowly took my time to get ready before heading out to the kitchen. I stood at the kitchen door as I watched Mark and Jackson cook. They spoke as usual in their mix of languages. Jackson laughed as he said something in Chinese, causing Mark to double over in laughter, grabbing Jackson shoulder as he bent over.

"他盯着我 like 나 이상해 you know" Jackson continued.

A/N: He stared at me like I'm weird you know.

"Just because 他不明白 and 안 보여?" Mark gasped as he continued laughing.

A/N: Just because he doesn't understand and didn't see/notice?

Jackson nodded, smiling still as he continued frying something. I actually do feel a bit jealous whenever they speak like that to one another. It's like they have their own little world. Which is why I am working so hard to learn English now...

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I smiled at them as I entered the kitchen.

"Need any help?" I asked, peering over Jackson's shoulder to see what he was making. Jackson smiled, showing me his scrambled eggs as he plated them.

"They're for you, I know you don't eat the yolk unless it's mixed in. Now shoo, wait outside" he laughed, handing me the plate. He smacked my bum as I turned to leave, earning him a glare which only made him laugh harder.

A/N: Hi. Thank you for reading. Hope that this isn't crappy to you like it is to me. Ugh. I tried. Filler chapter. Thank for you voting and commenting!!! ❤️ And the translation for Markson's conversation is in between. Do not Google. It is useless. And yes, they are legit. HAHA. Also, sorry no gifs. Updating from my phone. THANK YOU AGAIN. x.