"JACKSON GET OFF OF HIM!"
Mark yelled as he rushed towards Seokjin to get his hands out of the wires. Seokjin was crying in his arms.
"S-Seokjin are you alright?"
Mark asked scared. Seokjin was crying so bad he couldn't even speak and the only thing Jackson did was look to the ground.
"WHY WOULD YOU BRING IT THIS FAR JACKSON?"
Jackson looked up with pleading eyes..he needed to say it.
"BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOVE ME!"
Mark was quiet for a second. Jackson loves him? What is going on?
"I FUCKING FELL FOR YOU! YOU'RE ALWAYS NAGGING AT ME AND MAD WITH ME AS IF YOU HATE ME AND BACK THEN I TRIED TO GET YOU JEALOUS TOO WITH THAT BITCH BUT YOU DIDN'T SEEM TO CARE EITHER."
Mark started crying. How much he wanted to just slap Jackson across the face for his stupidness. Mark felt disgusted.
"IS THAT THE WAY TO GET MY ATTENTION? JACKSON YOU ARE CRAZY!-"
Seokjin got even more scared as they were shouting..just like a little kid.
"Jackson you don't understand what you were about to do seconds ago huh? Seokjin did nothing but liked you and you want to use him to hurt him, Namjoon and me?"
Jacksons eyes widened a bit. He would hurt Mark? Could it be that-
"Jackson I love you-"
Jackson fainted. It was too much..he knew Mark would never love him back or forgive him after all he did. He's so stupid.
Mark held Seokjin even tighter, who was just sobbing. It was silent and Seokjin removed his face of Marks chest. His T-shirt was wet.
"Seokjin I need to take care of Jackson. Should I maybe call Namjoon or-"
"P-please d-don't...he-he..he'll say he was right and I was the stupid one..I should just trust my b-brother and not a r-random guy..I-I love him b-but I couldn't let this h-happen.."
Mark felt bad..not just for what happened minutes ago also for just everything..Seokjin loves Namjoon but can't love him because they're brothers..but-
"Why is that so diffecult to just love him?"
Mark asked as his hands stroked Seokjin hair out of his face. Seokjin sighed.
"Back then my Mom and Dad lived happily together and my Mom really loved him. One day she got pregnant out of the blue and my Mom of course was really excited she always wanted a baby but my dad..he never wanted to. They argued day and night..he wanted her to get an abortion but she said she wanted to keep me so he left. He left thanks to me. Even when I got older my mom never had time for dating another man because as a single mother to live with a boy who gets bullied isn't an easy task. She always tried to make me at least happy, she cares more about me than about her. As I got older everything went fine, my mom had less work to do and I helped out a lot in the Kitchen or in general. My mom tried to start dating men but the problem was me. Even though I never admitted that I was gay to other people they kind of guessed that I was, our neighbours were talking about it even my moms Coworker would joke about it. All the men dumbed her because she had a gay son..until she met Jongdae. He is the father of Namjoon and I needed to fall for him. Even if I would love to be together with him I can't."
Seokjin spoke up and Mark was deep in thoughts. It was that hard to find a perfect awnser. He just said something everybody would say on this situation.
"Why don't you tell your mom how you feel?"
"Mark..she put up with a lot but when I tell her I fell for my brother..the only thing I would bring her are problems."
Seokjin felt troubled. Mark took out his phone and was about to call the police with a broken heart but Seokjin stopped him.
"What are you doing?"
Mark asked and Seokjin just held tighter on his wrist.
"I know what he did was wrong but even if I sound crazy I forgive him. He loves you and I'm not saying that what he did was right but I kind of understand. It's enough for him that you hate him for what he did hurt don't call the cops."
Both boys looked deep into each others eyes and Mark was so touched. Seokjin was so pure ans sweet that it should be Illegirl. He hugged Seokjin one last time and opened his phone.
"Fine..I'll call Namjoon instead."
"NO!"
Seokjins heartbeat quickened. He didn't want Namjoon to know. Mark just looked at Seokjin. What was going on?
"S-Seokjin?"
The boy was literally shaking in fear. Seokjin started sweating and hugged Mark tighter than ever and begged him not to call Namjoon. Mark wanted to ask why but Seokjin answered on his own.
"I-I didn't trust him..He was right all this time and I was so stupid to d-doubt him. He shouldn't know about this..I don't want him to reject me after this..or kill Jackson I-"
Mark just sighed and didn't even let Seokjin finish. He had enough of Seokjins fucking excuses. He likes Namjoon and Namjoon likes him so why all this Drama.
Mark called Namjoon. Seokjin tried to snatch the phone away but Mark was even better in holding a phone up than Jungkook. It took Namjoon a while to awnser the call but he picked up.
\Mark?\
/Namjoon could you please come to Jacksons place?/
\Why? Is something wrong?\
/Yes- OWW!/
\Mark you alright?\
/Yes I'm fine it's just Seokjin bit me..how does it even fit in his mouth?/
\S-Seokjin? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHAT IS IN HIS MOUTH? MARK I'LL-\
/MY HAND! HE BIT MY HAND NAMJOON!/
\Why is Seokjin at Jacksons place is he hurt?\
/Namjoon just come as fast as you can. We'll tell you everything here./
\fine.\
/.../
\The adress?\
/Oh right! xxx-xxx Nr. 69/
\I'm on my way.\
Mark hung up.
Seokjin hit him hard as Mark ended the call.
"Why would you call him!?"
Mark just let a faint laugh escape his mouth. Even if Seokjin tried to look like he doesn't want Namjoon to be with him he clearly needs him right now.
"You'll thank me later anyway so just shut up. I'll go and take care of Jackson just sit down and wait for Namjoon to arrive. You're still shaking Seokjin.."
Seokjin sighed but he was relieved. What would have happened if Mark came seconds later? Would he and Jackson actually..? Seokjin stopped himself from thinking and touched his wrists were the wires have been.
How does Mark feel about the person he loves doing this with other people..
How would Seokjin feel if Namjoon would do the same?
Mark came back from Jackson with some frozen fruits, a glass of water and first aid kit. Mark took care of Seokjins bruises and Seokjin just stood still. There were thoughts floating in his head and he just needed to ask them.
"How do you have Namjoons number if you're close with Jackson?"
Mark expected this question and awnserd,stopping what he was doing to look at Seokjin.
"We kind of got close. Seokjin I need to tell you something but don't hate me..I knew from the start that Jackson was just playing with you. Yugyeom and BamBam too. I didn't say anything at first but I tried to not let this happen. I overheard a conversation Namjoon had with himself. He loves you a lot and I felt the need to warn him about Jackson. He'll be fucking pissed if he arrives. I'm so sorry for not doing anything against him.."
Seokjin looked at Mark who was crying. Seokjin hugged him and patted his back, just like a mother. Mark hated himself for not stopping Jackson in the first place. Seokjin didn't deserve this.
"I'm Fine Mark, really. The only thing we need to worry about is Namjoon."
Seokjin said quietly, still hugging Mark. They were in this position for a long time and Seokjin relaxed just like Mark.
"Mark.."
Seokjin spoke, moving back from Mark and looking at his hands.
"Yes?"
"Would Namjoon do the same if I keep on rejecting him?"
Seokjin was scared, scared to face him. What will happen if Namjoon arrives? Would he hate Jackson? Would he hate Seokjin?
Mark just breathed out heavily and looked sincerely into Seokjins eyes.
"No he won't because you won't reject him anymore."
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This Chapter is shit..
I have a feeling that the next chapter will be shit two but..WHATEVER!
BTS on 'knowing brothers' was soo good y'all! I LIVE FOR THIS SHOW.
Watch it if you haven't already!
~Anita♡
That SMILE.
Such a Prince.
They're out here wilding and stealing hearts!
"It's gud."
YYAAAAAAASS
Would you look at that hehajdkwbrh!
Jimins face is da best..SUGAR BE LOOKING GOOD AND NAMJOONS DIMPLES GOT ME PREGNANT!
*cough*
~EXTRA~
..WoOoW..