「 one-shots ∶ got7 」

「 just one more slice ∶ markson 」

"It can't be that bad. Play it."

The elder wasn't really sure he should do that. He'd briefly read the description online a couple of days ago and he wasn't really keen on watching it. But of course, his kinky fried would bring just that.

"Are you sure?"

"Let's go!" Jackson shouted in English and flopped on the couch already feeling at home.

Mark complied and sat next to him keeping a safe distance.

Ten minutes later and Jackson was asleep. He was snoring quietly on the other end of the couch curled in a ball. Mark paused the movie just to go get him a blanket and almost squealed out loud at the adorable sight of a sleeping Jackson. Coco was laying not too far away following the screen and occasionally glancing at the two boys. Mark threw the cloth over his dongsaeng and went to sit back on his spot. A hand caught his before that could happen and Jackson pulled him back down. The other boy was puzzled but didn't move - he didn't want to wake up the still sleeping Chinese. The Hong Kong male pulled on his legs slightly separating them so he could lay better in Mark's lap who was just following with a terrified expression. But he let it all happen nonetheless.

Five more minutes later and the story didn't seem to pace up. But Mark couldn't bring himself to rest - he was too tense because of the boy in his lap. While Jackson was laying, a situation had occurred in Mark's pants the movie not helping his distraction even one bit. His own boner was making him too uncomfortable and he was scared the other could feel it even while he was sleeping.

In his sleep, or Mark hoped so at least, Jackson's hand traveled down his hyung's thigh slowly almost causing the other to moan. But he managed to keep it in.

"Please stop." He whispered down at the Chinese who to his surprise smiled.

"Or what? You're going to make me clean some more?"

Mark could feel his face burning as he kept his thought about Jackson's groggy voice turning him on even more.

"Y-You are awake?"

"This movie won't let me sleep. Plus, I felt my cushion hardening." He looked up suggestively causing Mark to curse mentally and look away, "You don't need to be embarrassed. If you want to, i can fix it."

The elder's head shot up when he saw the other boy's hand move just where the problem was-

-Then, Mark woke up. His yes fluttered open and he looked at the screen where the credits were already rolling. Next to him stood Jackson resting his head on his shoulder. The hyung slowly started making out what part of his fantasy was a dream and what was reality. He cursed his dirty mind for the nth time and sighed.

I did not think like that. It was my subconsciousness playing tricks.

"What do you look so troubled for?" Jackson's groggy voice, just how it was in the dream caused Mark to look at the boy for a little longer to check if it was really him.

"I had a dream."

"Okay...what was it about?"

"I-I don't want to talk about it." Mark buried his head in his knees and Jackson gave him a questioning look.

"You can if you want to. Just saying," Jackson shrugged placing a hand on Mark's knee reassuringly but the elder only flinched slightly, "I had a really weird dream myself."

"Yeah? What was it?"

"I don't remember much I just know I kissed you at some point."

While the younger was trying to recall his dream clearly unbothered by his own statement Mark was shaking a bit. He couldn't tell what it was from but it got more violent and it wasn't long until the Chinese noticed himself.

"Markiepooh, are you okay?"

"You k-k-kissed me?" The hyung stuttered causing Jackson to chuckle.

"Yeah, what about it?" He asked but then an idea popped into his head, "Do you maybe want to make it reality?"

Mark pinched himself just in case it was still some weird dream but nothing happened so he assumed it was some weird reality. The problem was he didn't know how to get out of it. So, he just stared at his friend with a blank expression. Jackson seemed to have taken the silence as a yes as he leaned closer to Mark's lips and connected them with his own. At first, he didn't feel any reaction from the other boy and he pulled away about to apologize but in that exact moment, Mark cupped his face and pulled him back. It was a long, passionate kiss that soon involved a tongue as well. Both were just enjoying it and once they let go the were panting hard.

"What ..are we... doing?" Mark asked through his uneven breaths.

"I don't know but seems like your buddy Jinyoung was right."

"He purposely put that shitty movie-"

"Does it matter?"

And with that the Hong Kong male leaned against the American once again and they had another kiss which evolved into a make out session which then moved them to the bedroom.

Unfortunately, we couldn't know what was happening there as both boys were completely moving on instincts and their mind were blank but let's just say they ended up having to clean an even bigger mess.

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a/n I'm not writing smut
although I got close with it in Mark's dream (; how'd you like this anyway it was the longest one shot I've ever written and boy do my fingers hurt .-.
Comment, vote, whatever I'll see you in the next chapter :')