lowkey based off the song, In The Night by The Weeknd but not really lmao

this story is basically for me to practice my angst skills

so (trigger warning goes here)

enjoy (:

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"Babe, I heard you called and I just wanted to say not to worry about me and just focus on being a 100%. I'll be coming tomorrow so rest well for me." Mark said through the voice mail. "I love you so much and I just wanted you to know that I would do anything for you."

Beep.

Mark sighed as the voice machine stopped him from speaking any more.

He placed his phone down on the table as he downed the shot of soju.

He got up from his chair and went to his small bedroom to get ready for work.

All alone she was living
In a world without an end or beginning
Baby girl was living life for the feeling

Mark danced sensually as dollar bills flew around him.

"Take it off for us baby boy," a man in his mid 40's yelled out to Mark.

Mark smirked at them and slowly started to take off his sheer shirt.

A couple of wolf-whistles sounded over the music as Mark teased them.

"Stop teasing us baby boy and just take it off!" another old man yelled.

Sounds of agreement went around the room and Mark finally took off his shirt.

The audience cheered and threw more money.

Mark slowly went down and placed his hands on the stage.

He started grinding deliciously as the hungry men's eyes feasted on him

"Just imagine me doing that to you baby! I'll thrust into you so hard you would never be able to walk again," someone yelled out as the rest of the audience laughed.

  But I don't mind, I don't mind

Mark grasped his lover's calloused but warm hand.

He smiled gently at his boyfriend.

"How have you been?" Mark asked softly.

"I've been doing well," Jackson told him.

Mark laughed humorlessly, "That's the biggest understatement ever."

His eyes started to water as he stared at his lover's pale face. Wires surrounded his body, connecting to Jackson, his only access to staying alive. 

Jackson caressed Mark's cheek and smiled softly at him.

"I'll be okay babe, believe me," Jackson reassured Mark.

He and Mark knew that that was a straight up lie.

"How was work?" Jackson asked him, changing the subject.

"I earned $450 yesterday," Mark told him happily. He was finally able to pay for some of the late hospital bills.

Jackson looked at him sharply. "No one touched you, right?"

Mark gave him a giant smile sensing Jackson's jealousy. He pecked him on the lips twice.

"Of course not baby, only you could do that."

  And all the wrongs she committed

Mark cried as he stared at his pay for the night.

2 Andrew Jacksons.

(a/n: $40)

He had been out of it tonight after receiving the call from Jackson's doctor.

"He needs to get surgery if you want a chance for him to live."

Because of those thoughts stuck in his mind, he wasn't able to satisfy the customers, causing his boss to only give him a tenth of what he usually gets.

His apartment bills were due today and he couldn't miss another payment or else he was going to get kicked out.

Although his apartment was shitty, he did not want to get kicked out of him, for him and Jackson had found it together.

She was numb and she was so co-dependent

Mark knocked on his only friend's door.

He opened the door slowly, revealing a red-faced Mark.

"It's hard for me to ask and it's also embarrassing to do, but I don't know what else to do," Mark started off.

"Come inside," Jinyoung said as he side stepped to let Mark through.

They walked slowly to the living room.

"Take a seat," Jinyoung said as he sat down on his recliner.

Mark sat on the love-seat and placed his hands on his lap and started to fiddle with them.

"My boss didn't pay me enough today and my apartment rent is also due today and I spent all my money on Jackson's hospital bills, and I know it's too much to ask but if you can, only if you can! Spare me $245 for my rent, I would love you forever and I will pay as you back as soon as I get a good pay from work!" Mark ranted.

Jinyoung looked at him pityingly.

Mark looked away from his gaze, hating the pity he was getting right now.

"Of course I can Mark, I will help you and give you money. And I told you before that I will gladly help pay the hospital bills as well! Jackson is my friend too you know, I don't want you to have all this responsibility because you're his boyfriend," Jinyoung told him sincerely.

"I can't do that to you, I ask for too much already. Jackson is my life so he is my responsibilty and thank you so much, I don't know what I would do without you," Mark replied.

Jinyoung gave him a sad smile and got up to get the $245 that Mark needed for his rent.

But I don't mind, I don't mind 

"The doctor told me about the surgery," Mark told Jackson as he massaged his back.

Jackson groaned as the tight muscles in his back loosened.

Lately, he's been having back pain, which wasn't a good sign for his health.

Jackson widened his eyes as he finally comprehended what Mark had told him.

"What?!! I told him not to tell you!" Jackson exclaimed not realizing his slip-up.

Mark stopped moving.

"Why didn't you want me to know," he asked calmly, but in the inside, many thoughts were racing in his mind.

"If you knew, you would worry too much and over work yourself!" Jackson admitted.

"Obviously I would be worried Jackson! God! You're my boyfriend for gods sake! I can't just stop working and let you die! No! I won't allow that to happen," Mark yelled.

"Why can't you just accept the fact that I will die!" Jackson shouted back to him.

Silence filled the room.

"I'm sorry." Jackson told Mark.

Mark began sobbing.

Very
      very
              very
                      loudly.

"Don't think like that please. No. God please. You're going to get through this and we're going to get married like you promised me and we will love each other till death." Mark cried out.

Jackson grabbed Mark and hugged him tightly, tears slowly falling down his own face.

"'Till death do us part," he whispered in his lover's ear.