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“Yah!” yelled Youngjae and laughed at his own reaction when Yugyeom took the plate with his favorite, chicken feet.
Scared, Yugyeom put the plate back on its place and apologized jokingly.
I smiled at their silliness and turned my focus on Jackson who was half-sleeping in the corner of the white shooting room.
He looked a bit pale even though his face was covered in foundation. I wanted to go over to him but Jaebum approached me.
“Mark, where is the phone charger you took earlier? I need it, my phone’s dying.”
I went upstairs to get his charger but when I turned around after having grabbed it, Jackson’s face was in front of me. I would have been surprised if not for his dazzling handsome face.
“What are you doing?” he asked, hugging the green turtle tightly like a child. I melted at the sight and a smile slowly spread on my lips.
“Giving Jaebum the charger,” I said as I was trying to go past him. I knew if I let myself be distracted by him, I would never get to hand Jaebum his charger.
But just as I thought of that, Jackson grabbed my arm and pulled me in.
“Where are you going?” he said, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and the desperation of attention.
I shrug my shoulders and looked at him with the answer written on my face as I lifted the charger in front of his eyes.
“Is Jaebum more important than me?”
His voice now brimmed with jealousy and I laughed at his adorable face.
“Jackson-ah, let me give this to Jaebum and then I’ll be back.”
Holding a second longer, he finally let go. I looked in his eyes but the look he had in them made a quick electricity run through my body. It was as if he was promising me something at my return.
“Kuai dian,” he said.
I smiled when he said “hurry” in Chinese and shook my head before I went down to the studio.
Jaebum was in the middle of a shoot and wasn’t paying attention to anything other than the camera man’s short requests of poses. I put the charger down on a side table by the wall and was about to make my way upstairs when another person prevented me from doing so.
Youngjae came up to me and asked “Mark hyung, have you seen my ring?”
I knew which ring he was talking about, the golden one with his signature mark on it. I had seen it somewhere but I couldn’t remember where.
"Maybe beside the sink in the bathroom?"
“No ~ I just looked. It’s really important that I find it. I asked the others but no one has seen it."
He looked really desperate, as if he had gotten lost in the supermarket. Filled with pity I helped him find it. After having searched for 15 minutes, he finally discovered it under the microwave. The studio immediately got noisy with his loud laughter as he slipped it on his finger, happiness all over his face.
Without further ado I sprinted upstairs, knowing an annoyed and impatient Jackson was waiting for me.
I hadn’t taken one step into the cozy rooftop before I got pulled and turned, my back hitting the wall.
I was so surprised that my heart jumped up and down, threatening to leave my chest.
I blinked once before being able to focus.
Jackson’s face was less than three centimeters from mine, his breath on my lips and his hair slightly tickling my nose.
“Jackson,” my voice merely a whisper and my breath still a little unstable at the sudden action coming from Jackson.
“Tuan Yi En.” The sound of my Chinese name coming from his mouth only made my heart’s condition worse and I could’ve sworn that I forgot to breathe a couple of seconds.
“You’re making me mad.”
His voice was low, intimidating and dangerous. I could feel his hand slowly move up along my arm.
“We can’t..” I whispered back as I felt the blood rush to my face.
Not listening to me, he proceeded the journey on my body with the tip of his fingers, giving me shivers.
“Why not..?”
He was so close to me that I could see the flaws that he didn’t have. His lips were too seductive, a beautiful pink color.
“The others .. downstairs-“ The gasp cut me off when I suddenly felt a hand on my naked skin resting on my waist.
My body was pressed up against the wall but Jackson just came closer. His hazel-brown hair always made my heart skip a beat. He leaned closer, the sight of him wetting his lips with his tongue made me go crazy for a moment. How could he look so seductive even when doing the things he did as a habit..? That still remained as a wonder to me.
“You are so beautiful.” My logic was clouded by his godlike visuals when I lifted my hand and touched his lips, slightly as if he might break under my touch. A very small and teasing smile turned the right corner of his lips up.
“You just realized that now?”
As always, his self-confidence beamed with that one compliment. But this wasn’t just a compliment, it was a fact. The beauty of Jackson Wang always had me amazed and shocked. Sometimes it would hit me hard; that this flawless Wang Jia Er was mine and only mine. His love was only for me. How he had fallen for me would forever remain a wonder to me.
Not being able to control myself, I raised a hand and let my fingers slide over his cheekbone, admiring the perfect shape. He shivered under my touch, leaving me wanting to tease him more as I let my fingers run through his soft brown hair.
Finally, he closed the gap between us and let his lips meet mine, first slowly and softly. But when the hunger came to the surface, he pressed himself against me, his hands all over my body as he turned his face a bit to get more access to my lips.
I felt it as if I was being eaten alive. The heat exploded from our kiss. I couldn’t breathe but I was too caught up in the moment to even have time to register how Jackson’s hands slipped inside my shirt let alone control my breathing.
“Yi En,” I heard him gasp towards my lips but not nearly satisfied, I pulled him in again.
My hands wandered up and down his body, hungry for the muscular and firm body of his.
Our lips tightly intertwined and our hands exploring the other’s body, we were so heated up that anything could have happened in the spur of the moment if not for the loud sound that came from near the closed door.
I tried to pull away but Jackson didn’t care for anything when he grabbed my chin and softly bit my lower lip whereafter he sucked it in, healing the place he had just bit.
“Focus on me and only me, Markeu,” he said with his raspy voice.
My legs were shivering and my breathing was unstable from the kiss less than five seconds ago. When I looked at him I wondered how this younger boy could be so calm whereas I was panting as if I had run a marathon.
“Wang Jia Er, someone’s coming,” I said, my eyes on the door.
We both knew that we couldn’t risk doing anything like this when we were outside the dorm. The only people who knew were the members. Only the members. Were we found out by our manager or anyone else, it could lead to big trouble and neither of us were ready to give up our career for this, though we often hated the idea of having to hide and keep secrets. We had kept this relationship going for almost two years now and fortunately we were used to not be too obvious or close in front of others. Only when we were alone, we could be cuddly or have moments like this where we let out our desires.
Jackson kissed a particular spot on my collarbone and then took a small step back.
From downstairs we heard our manager call Jackson.
Jackson gave me a quick grin as he bent over and pecked me on my lips. The smile on my face appeared automatically.
“That felt amazing..!”
The happiness in his eyes made me smile wider.
“Yeah,” I said.
Jackson winked at me and sent me a short crooked smile as he made his way out of the room, leaving me in a still dreamy mode. My lips were a bit rough from the intense kiss just now. I couldn't help but smile the smile only Jackson Wang could get out of me as I waited a few minutes before going down so others wouldn’t be suspicious of anything.
My eyes caught Jackson’s immediately. He was standing on the shooting set and giving different poses, some smiles and others manly and sexy facial expressions.
Being in a good mood, he saw me looking at him and he pulled out a finger heart from his black shirt and sent it to me. The others including the camera man laughed at his action but only I knew what the finger heart actually expressed.