「 one-shots ∶ got7 」

「 just one more slice ∶ markson 」

"Hey, we're matching!" He noticed after he's calmed down his redness.

"Uh..yeah." Mark eyed their clothes when suddenly the younger followed his steps and took off his jacket.

Of course, Mark didn't miss the muscles the oversized cloth had previously been hiding. But he looked away.

"What am I supposed to d-"

Coco didn't let him finish as she shook her body making foam spread everywhere. Especially on Jackson's face. The boy coughed a little waving his hand so he could rid himself of the bubbles. And that's when he heard it - an amazing sound which would probably ring in his ears for a long time. Mark was laughing. It was gentle, not too loud, not too quiet an it made Jackson melt.

"So funny~" The elder took a hold of his sides almost falling down on the ground.

Just as he was happily laughing the situation away he made a wrong step while getting out of the tub and slipped on the water. He felt himself losing balance and just as he braved himself for the fall a hand wrapped around his waist and it was Jackson's turn to laugh.

"Clumsy~" His eyes formed into crescents but that quickly changed when he earned a smack on the shoulder.

Mark was thankful he'd fallen with his face facing the door, away from the Chinese so he couldn't see his red cheeks. The American didn't remember ever being hold onto like this and his waist felt like it could brake under Jackson's tight grip.

"Are you okay?" The said boy's seductive whisper reached Mark's ears in a pleasant manner.

Mark Tuan, get a grip on yourself. And control those dirty thoughts while you're at it. He scolded himself pushing Jackson away.

"Mark-hyung is embarrassed~" The younger teased and saw his hyung pouting at the statement, "Cute~"

"I'm not cute. Just shut up and help me wash her."

Jackson grinned nodding and handing his hyung the shower head. Too bad the Chinese was oblivious to the other's plan and he realized only when his white shirt had become wet. Mark smiled in accomplishment of his revenge and snickered.

"That's what you get when you call an uncute person cute."

"But you are-"

And he was faced with the stream of water once again. But since Mark was too focused on his victory, he wasn't quick enough to stop Jackson from stealing his water source. Immediately, it was pointed in the poor boy's direction before he could close his mouth from the laughter. He coughed and spat some of the liquid all over Jackson who backed away fake disgust in his features.

"This is getting out of hand." Mark said while desperately trying to block the water with his hands.

"You started it." Jackson shrugged a smug look on his face.

"But you're helping me clean it."

"I never said yes."

"I'm not letting you out until the whole apartment is shining."

"So, I'm a prisoner now?"

"My flat, my key, my rules."

The Hong Kong male turned the tap. He was trying to hide a smile forming from this new confident side of Mark he actually liked... a lot.

About a hundred complaints from the heat later, Jackson lifted his head up proud of his accomplishment that was the perfectly shining bathroom.

"Done." He announced.