Falling for Jackson Wang | MARKSON

Chapter 31 | Hurt

Kinda sad <3
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"Good morning son. Good morning other son." Dad greeted Hoseok and I. To be honest I was surprised he didn't even question my friends presence.
"Morning other Dad." Hoseok smiled, standing beside my father, who was seated on the couch.
"How are you, Hoseok?"
"Better than ever Mr Tuan. Yourself?"
"Nothing much has been happening with me. Although, I have been so caught up in crime shows lately. I watched a whole season last weekend, it was hectic. They ended it on a cliffhanger. I hate cliffhangers so much-"
"Okay dad, please stop bothering my friend. We have to go to school." I complained, waiting by the front door. We were late enough as it is, but Hoseok had to have a conversation with my father before we left.
"We were just having a sophisticated conversation, Mark." J-Hope defended.
"Yes, about that crime show on-" Dad added, but I cut him off.
"Okay got to go, bye." I rushed, flinging the front door open and throwing myself outside of the house.
I heard Hoseok mutter a 'Sorry, I better go too' to my father before rushing after me.
"That was rude." He scoffed, closing the front door.
"It was, but we're going to be late if we don't hurry up." I rolled my eyes, starting our long walk to school.

Hoseok didn't have any clothes to wear, so I let him borrow some clothes. I figured he would have his books at school so it wasn't much of a big deal. Nothing happened between us.

Nothing at all.

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We arrived at school 20 minutes before the first class started, so as always, we waited in the art rooms for class to start. Everyone except Vkook (Tae + Jungkook) was there.

"Hello!" Taehyung greeted us as he walked into the door with Jungkook, it was the first time he had been at school since... well, the accident.
"Taehyung!" I screamed, running- no, sprinting- to greet him, pulling him into a mild rib-crushing hug.
"Mark, be careful he's fragile!" Jungkook scolded, and Taehyung just giggled.
"Mark is worth it." Tae sassed, squeezing me just as tight.
"Okay." Kookie grunted playfully.

We spent a good majority of the time talking about how much we missed him, and how he needs to be a lot more careful. Especially around traffic.

But then Jimin changed the subject.

"So Mark, how did it go?" Jimin asked, and everyone's laughter stopped.
"Oh. Yeah, it went alright I guess." I mumbled, rubbing the back of my neck nervously. "Tae... do you...know?"
"Yeah, Kookie told me yesterday. I was really salty at Jackson." Tae admitted, giving me a sad smile.
"Look, it went alright. Sort of. Not really." I sighed, which caused every single one of them to give me a confused look, as if they were begging me to tell them what happened.

So I did. I told them everything.

"It was a bet, it was never called off. I knew that much, so did you. But it wasn't what we thought it was. The bet was, if Jackson got me to stay in Korea he would win. And he did win. He stopped me from moving back to America."

Silence.

"So, he won." Yoongi gasped, and I nodded in response.
"He knew what he was doing all along, all those times he said he loved me was a lie."
"Mark-" Jungkook tried to comfort me, and I would have gladly accepted it, but everything was too much.
"Look, I don't feel like having a mental breakdown right now, but we can talk about it later, yeah?"
"Agreed." Everyone bar (except) Jin spoke.

Jin hadn't uttered a word since we started talking about Jackson.

"Seokjin, are you okay? You look sick." I asked, trying to take my focus off what happened to me last night.