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suggested by I_Got_Bambam
i've combined your two suggestions together bab! I hope you don't mind~

disclaimer: i know its not mark's birthday but just go with it shhh.

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Mark sipped on his drink angrily as he watched the two talk to each other non stop.

This has already been the fourth time this happened.

Either him or Jackson dragging one another to spend more time with each other but Youngjae having to join every time they do.

Mark actually liked Youngjae, especially since his boyfriend was really happy to have Youngjae there, but now, it was starting to aggravate Mark.

Even more since it really really seemed like Mark was the one third wheeling on his date with Jackson.

They had completely ignored him up to now and Mark was sick and tired of it.

He stood up from his seat abruptly, none of the two youngers noticing, too deep into their conversation.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Mark announced.

Jackson just gave him a slight nod.

Mark rolled his eyes, annoyed that Jackson seemed like he didn't really care about what Mark would do at this point.

He probably wouldn't even care if Mark kissed a different person in front of him, to busy being distracted by Youngjae.

Mark quickly grabbed his things and headed straight for the exit instead of the bathroom.

If Jackson was going to be this way, then so be it.

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Mark could hear someone banging on his front door to his apartment.

"Tuan Yi-en, open up your fucking door, I know you're in there," someone yelled loudly through the door.

Mark rolled his eyes, sighed, then grabbed the tv remote to pause the tv show he was watching.

"Stop banging on my fucking door Wang, people are gonna start complaining," Mark yelled back.

He opened the door to be met by Jackson's glare.

Jackson stepped inside his apartment without a word.

"Well come right in, why don't ya," Mark sarcastically said then proceeded to lock his door.

Jackson was already standing with his arms crossed and looking at Mark sternly.

He already knew what was going to happen, having many arguments with Jackson lately.

Mark walked past him (Jackson following his every move) and sat back on the couch. If they were going to start fighting with each other, might as well be comfortable while doing it.

"Do you know, how long, Youngjae and I had to wait for you in the fucking bathroom?? Only to find out, that you weren't fucking there???" Jackson exclaimed at him.

Mark held back in a yawn, he already knew that this was what Jackson was going to say.

"I felt so bad for Youngjae that we had to wait for you, then only to feel embarrassed afterwards that my boyfriend, decided to ditch me!" Jackson yelled again.

This time, Mark yelled back and didn't stop the harsh words.

"You felt bad for Youngjae??" Mark looked at him in disbelief then chuckled humorlessly.

"Are you really fucking kidding me right now? You seriously felt bad for Youngjae because he had to wait for me? I find that so fucking ironic. Cause, you didn't feel bad for me when I had to sit in front of you guys acting like the fucking third wheel on our date! And boyfriend?? Are you sure? Cause it really seems like you ditched me for Youngjae," Mark spat out harshly.

"Maybe if you actually tried to talk and join the conversation, it wouldn't be like this," Jackson said rudely.

Mark felt tears threatening to spill out the corners of his eyes.

Jackson knew how he felt about socializing and yet, here goes his boyfriend telling him that it was his fault that he didn't fucking talk. Maybe he would've joined in if he hadn't felt so uncomfortable with the idea being the third wheel on his date with Jackson.

"Wow, just get the fuck out my apartment right now, I don't even want to look at you." Mark told him.

Noticing Jackson not moving, Mark stood up from the couch and started pushing Jackson.

"Get."

Push.

"The."

Push.

"Fuck."

Push.

"Out."

Push.

"My."

Push.

"House!"

Push.

One last final shove and then Mark officially closed the door on Jackson's face.

Mark started sobbing and collapsed on to his couch.

Jackson really really fucked up big time now.

He thought that Mark wouldn't mind, seeming to like having Youngjae around, so that didn't stop him from inviting Youngjae wherever they went.

But he should've known, god he should've known Mark better and Jackson just wanted to beat himself up for it.

Having the door to his boyfriend's (hopefully it will stay that way) apartment being slammed in front of his face, was like a wake up call for Jackson.

He hoped he would've received it sooner.

Tears suddenly started falling out of his eyes, heart heavy, mind filled with thoughts.

He loved Mark too much so he wasn't going to let this argument get in the way of their relationship.

Jackson called Youngjae, to discuss more things about Mark's birthday.

He was hoping that his surprise for him was going to make Mark forgive him.

Mark stared at his phone that was on top of his coffee table.

He was waiting for Jackson to at least call or text him.

It's been already a few days since their fight, and Mark hasn't heard anything from Jackson.

Jackson was usually the one to apologize first, and right now, Mark was waiting for him to apologize.

But yet, even though Mark sat there on his couch the whole day, staring at his phone, no call had came nor text.

That's when Mark felt, that it was truly over.

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It was Mark's birthday and he was feeling extremely heavy-hearted.

Sadly, him and Jackson were still not talking to each other, so this may be the first ever birthday he would have where he would spend it all alone.

Mark decided, he was just going to stay in bed for the whole day, maybe for his whole life, very disheartened at the thought of spending his birthday alone.

As Mark closed his eyes, he heard someone knocking on his door.

His heart leaped, maybe it was Jackson outside the door to apologize to him and spend time with him on his birthday.

He quickly looked at himself, and noticed that he was presentable enough, and immediately rushed out his room to open the door.

"Jac-." Mark stopped talking.

"Oh," he said.

Youngjae gave him a nervous smile.

"May I come in?" Youngjae asked.

As much as Mark would like to slam the door on his face, he knew that Youngjae had nothing to do with their fight and quickly stepped aside to let him through.

Mark started walking to his living room, Youngjae following after him.

"Have a seat," Mark told him.

After both of them were seated, Mark asked him, "So what are you doing here?"

Youngjae played with his hands nervously.

"Well, you see, I know that you and Jackson are fighting right now, but I also know that it's your birthday today so I wanted to know if you would like to hang out with me on your birthday so you wouldn't spend it alone," Youngjae said as rehearsed.

Mark gave him a big smile.

Why did Youngjae care for him a little more than his boyfriend right now? The world may never know.

"I would love to, thank you. Let me just go get ready." Mark told him and gave him a genuine smile.

Plan is a success, Youngjae thought.

"Where are we?" Mark said hesitantly as he noticed that Youngjae had stopped in front of a small tan house.

The house didn't seem shady at all, quite the opposite really, very beautiful and welcoming.

"Sorry that my best friend is an idiot," Youngjae said out of the blue, then suddenly, grabbed his hand and placed something inside.

Keys.

"Please go inside the house, there's a surprise waiting for you," Youngjae told him.

"Wha-," Mark started to say but was cut off with Youngjae trying to push him out the car.

"Alright, alright I'll go, geez." Mark exclaimed.

He went out the car and up the stairs to the house warily.

He used the keys that Youngjae had given him to unlock the front door.

As soon as Mark stepped in, he was greeted by darkness.

"Hello?" Mark called out nervously.

The lights suddenly turned on, causing Mark to jump.

There, standing in front of him, was his boyfriend he hadn't seen or heard from for days in a gray button up shirt and slacks.

Mark walked towards him slowly.

"What is this?" Mark questioned him.

All of a sudden, Jackson pulled him and kissed him senseless.

Jackson was holding on to each side of his face while making sure that there was no distance between them.

This is what both of them missed and what they both desired for.

After breaking apart for much needed air, they placed their foreheads against each others.

"I'm sorry," they apologized at the same time.

Mark and Jackson hugged each other tight, not wanting to let go.

"I'm so fucking sorry Mark," Jackson whispered into his ear.

"I forgive you." Mark whispered back.

"I'm sorry for acting childishly." Mark told him.

"I forgive you and I love you," Jackson told him softly into his ear.

Mark felt a tear slip out, causing him to hug his boyfriend tighter.

"I love you," he told Jackson.

Jackson let go and gave him a big smile.

He kissed Mark's forehead gently.

"Happy birthday baby."

Mark gave him a teary-eyed smile, "I thought you would forget," Mark told him.

"I would never ever forget about you, I love you too much," Jackson said sincerely.

Mark kissed him once again.

After breaking apart for the second time, he reiterated his question from before.

"So what is this? I mean, why are we at a random house?"

Jackson gave him a huge smile and intertwined his hand with Mark's hand.

"Not just a random house Markiepooh. Our house," Jackson revealed.

"W-wh-WHAT?" Mark stuttered out.

"What do you mean?" Mark asked quickly afterwards.

"I saved up some money with the help of Youngjae and I bought us a house under both our names," Jackson announced.

Now, Mark really couldn't stop the tears from falling out.

He felt like he didn't deserve the man standing in front of him at all.

"I am so so so sorry baby, I can't believe I yelled at you like that and then here goes you buying a house for the both of us. I don't deserve you." Mark sadly said.

Jackson laughed and pulled Mark into his embrace.

"If anything, I don't deserve someone as beautiful, caring, kind, amazing, intelligent, and gorgeous like you Mark. You're perfect in my eyes and I love you too much to let you go."

"I love you so fucking much Jackson Wang."

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my fingers hurt from writing, shit

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