「 one-shots ∶ got7 」

「 just one more slice ∶ markson 」

Mark suddenly felt sad at the thought of Jackson leaving. He reminded himself about their time spent back in the bathroom with Coco. He's never had so much fun his whole life - as impossible as it sounded for a twenty two year old like him.

"Hey, maybe we should stop for today." The older suggested earning a confused look.

"Then, I can go?" Jackson asked a little too hopefully for Mark's liking.

"I guess."

The hyung strolled towards the counter and started looking around.

"You searching for something?" The younger asked after a while.

"My keys. I can't find-" That's when Mark remembered - Jinyoung was putting down the bags when he sneaked something in his pocket. The pinkette didn't give it much attention but he knew he was stupid to let it slide only now, "He took my keys. Dammit, Jinyoung."

"Do you have a spare pair?" Jackson asked with the most casual tone holding back a yawn.

It was 8pm already and with his tiring job of running around people's houses he was exhausted. Mark seemed to notice his expression as he pondered on the invitation that was occupying his mind.

"You'll have to sleep over." He stated the obvious but Jackson just stared at him dumbfounded.

"I like you, Markiepooh, but we're not that close." The boy said leaving both of them a little disappointed at the sad truth.

"Do you have any better ideas?"

Silence took over and Mark was too scared he'd creeped yet another person out. But just as fast, his mods changed when Jackson murmured a whatever.

"Look, I'm sorry. If that'll make you feel better." The elder tried to enlighten the other boy who seemed a little out of it.

"No, I'm just really tired."

"Long day?"

"Because of you and your stupid abs that were distracting me all morning." The Chinese's eyes widened as he realized wat he'd said.

He placed a hand on his mouth but the words were already out and he couldn't take them back. Mark stood there awestruck - nobody had complimented his body before since he'd never let it show. He'd always wear T-shirts that would cover him up and jeans that wouldn't let his legs show.

"Um...thanks, I guess." He chuckled nervously quick to change the topic, "Do you want something to eat?"

"No, I-" But his stomach had to grumble and betray him just then and there.

"Yeah, sure. I have some snacks from Jinyoung and these weird things. Apparently, they're called fruits." Mark lifted an apple in the air and inspected it leaving Jackson in a fit of laughter.

"You should definitely lay off the pizza."

"Oh, come on," His hyung groaned and threw some snacks at him, "Those enough?"

"Yeah. You know what I'm feeling?"

"No."

"A movie night."

"Are you serious?"

"You just canceled yours and I feel bad. Come on, show me the movie."

"Absolutely not," Mark clutched the DVD to his chest but once he was met with the puppy eyes from the younger he grimaced, "..Fine but Jinyoung is the one who likes sloppy romances and not me."

"Okay, well- It says Fifty Shades of Grey. Wonder what that's about."

"I really don't think we should-"