Jackson wakes up around 10.30am. When he opens his eyes he questions himself for a few seconds where exactly he is before he then realizes he is in his living room on the couch.

He had been up until 3am because in his head he was trying to write a letter to Mark. But eventually he gave up because he couldn't find the right words. Nothing he thought of was good enough, the words didn't seem to be speaking his feelings and everything else was too basic.

He gets up and walks to the kitchen table where a note catches his attention. He picks it up and reads it.

'I'm off to work, I'll be back around 2pm.' It said.

Jackson sighed, mentally he was tired and he has a bit of a headache because of all the thinking he did last night.

The Chinese boy decides that coffee would be the first step to waking up properly so he makes his way to the kitchen. He puts some coffee and water in the coffee machine and starts it and not much later the machine starts running and the coffee starts to come out.

Whilst the coffee machine is running he grabs a bowl, some cereal and milk. He puts the cereal and milk in the bowl, grabs a spoon and starts eating. After a few bites his coffee is done and he grabs it and sits down at the kitchen table.

In his mind he's still thinking about the words in Mark's letter and he still wonders what to write back. He doesn't know whether to completely spill all his feelings to the other guy or to keep it basic and just thank him.

The 22 year old is actually quite curious about the other boy. What would he look like? Will he even be who he says he is? What if he isn't who he says he is and ends up being catfished, or even worse pranked by one of his friends?

Last night he had thought through all the possible scenarios. But honestly all of them are ridiculous and why the hell is he being so paranoid about this simple letter? It's just a letter. Well, actually, it's not. It's a letter he desired to have ever since he threw it in the sea. 

A letter that would contain some advice to his fifteen year old self and would comfort him while reading. That definitely happened, even though his situation isn't the same as years ago. 

The fact that he got a response, even though it's a few years too late, means a lot to the boy.

He sighs, all this thinking will give him an even worse headache. The blonde haired boy is glad that he has nowhere to go today, because honestly he can't focus on anything but the letter.

He finishes his breakfast and takes a shower. Throughout the whole time his mind is with the letter he got and what to write respond to such a caring letter. 

He tries not to think about it by listening to some music in the shower and singing along with it but he wonders off every single time.

After he did his morning routine he gets a notebook and a pen. He sits down at the kitchen table and at that moment he has a black-out. He has no idea what to write down and even when he tries to think of all the things he made up the night before for some inspiration he can't seem to remember a single thing.

Jackson hears the door open and he looks up. Is Jinyoung home already? No, it can't be. He grabs his phone and looks at the time, 2.03pm. What? That can't be right, last time he checked when he got out of the shower it was 1pm.

Jinyoung walks in, phone in his hand and looking at it. "Hey Jackson-ah." He says looking up from his phone and then returns his attention to the screen.

Jackson is astonished, how did the time go so quickly? When Jinyoung doesn't get a reply from the boy who's sitting only a couple feet away from him, he looks up.

"Are you okay Jackson-ah?" Jackson looks at him puzzled. Jinyoung walks up to him, putting his phone in his pocket and waving his hand in front of the other boy's face.

Jackson blinks rapidly and looks the other in the eyes. "Oh, yeah, hi."

"Are you okay?" Jinyoung asks again.

"Yeah. I'm just.. Well I didn't really notice that it was 2pm already."

"I see." Jinyoung says and looks at the notebook that's laying in front of Jackson.

"Is it working out as you want it to?"

Jackson turns around. "Not really actually. I have no clue what to write down and what I want to tell and just everything is a bit fucked up in my head. I can't think of anything else yet I can't seem to write a good response to Mark's letter."

Jinyoung hums and takes the seat next to Jackson. "Want me to help you out?"

"Please, yes. I really can't do this alone."

Jinyoung moves the notebook and lays it in front of himself.

"Okay, so what exactly do you want to tell?"

"I honestly don't know. Like I don't want to pour my heart out because I don't know this person. But on the other hand I did it in my last letter."

"I see, then how about you just keep it simple and just thank him."

"I don't know about that. I don't want to seem all cold and you know just unfriendly to him."

"Okay so how about you just simply thank him now in this letter and ask him out for a cup of coffee as a sign of gratitude. If he says yes you can see how it goes from there. If he seems nice you can maybe tell how you truly feel or atleast a little bit of it. And if not you can just keep it simple. "

"But won't that seem weird? Like I'm all interested in him, I don't know him. For all I know he is pranking me."

"Jackson, listen to me. Stop worrying, it's not going to help. You can worry about it now but you know how it's going to be until you are actually there."

"But what if I don't know what to say, or something like that and it'll turn awkward?"

"It won't. You're a social butterfly, you always know what to say and you're good in communicating with people. People always like you because you're energetic and talkative."

"I guess, you're right. I'm sorry. " He older boy sighs and looks down.

The other places a hand on his back and rubs it gently. "Don't say sorry. Of course it's tiring and it's overwhelming and emotional. It's okay to freak out and worry like this. Don't worry it's fine."

He looks up again. "Yeah, I guess so. Thanks for the help though."

"It's nothing. Now, do you want me to help with the letter?"

"Yes please."

"Okay, let's start." Jinyoung swings his arm around Jackson's shoulder. "Do you have any idea now what you want to write?"

"Well I want to thank him and ask him to drink coffee with me as a thank you."

"Okay so how about you just start easily. You say something like 'hey Mark' or do you want it more formal as in 'dear Mark hyung'?"

"More formal, I don't want to be impolite."

"Okay, so you start off with 'Dear Mark hyung,' what's next?"

The boys finish the letter about fourty-five minutes later. After Jackson grabs a stamp and writes Mark's address on the envelope. He brings it to the mailbox. On the way back he feels a bit anxious again and he dearly hopes that everything will turn out okay.

~*~

The next day Mark is working on some administration work for his store. There is lot of stuff that needs to be calculated and figured out. In the midst of his concentration he hears something coming through his mailbox.

His head jerks up and he is a bit annoyed, he lost his concentration because of the sound. He groans and furrows his brows. He looks down to get the focus back on his work. 

He doesn't want to go and look what it is, because this administration work has priority. He needs to get this finished today. He tells himself this a couple of times. His feeling is telling him to look but his head is telling him not too. Whatever fell through the mailbox won't just dissapear, it'll be there when he finishes.

After a couple of hours he is finished with all the work and he couldn't be happier. He puts everything away in his bag to take to work tomorrow.

He remembers that something fell through his mailbox. He walks to the hall and looks at the envelope. He picks it up and looks at the hand writing, he doesn't recognize it. He walks back to the living room and sits down on the couch.

He opens the envelope and folds the paper open.

'Dear Mark hyung,

This is Jackson. I hope you didn't forget about me. I have to tell you some things, but before I do that I'd like to thank you. I'm very glad someone like you, who probably has a busy life took time to write a letter to the fifteen year old me.

Now the things I'd like to tell you. At the moment I'm not fifteen anymore. I am twenty-two years old and I live in Seoul now too. I moved here a couple of years ago for my study. I'm going to college at the moment.

It's a bit weird for me to get a letter as a response to a letter a wrote seven years ago. But nonetheless I'm really glad you took time to write me, that's also why I am writing you back.

I have not much else to say other than thank you. I am very thankful that you wrote me and I want to thank you in person too, if you'd be up for that of course. So if you want to we could grab a coffee sometime?

I'd like to hear from you. I really hope you say who you are because I attached my number to the bottom of this letter, please contact me if you'd like to meet up.

Love and thankful,

Jackson'

Mark stares at the letter after reading it. It's all going a bit too fast for him. Does he want to meet Jackson? I mean, he thought he was a fifteen year old boy and now he turns out to be twenty two, only a year younger than himself.

The brown haired boy reads the letter again. He really doesn't know what to do now. Of course he wants to meet the boy, but something is holding him back.

Mark grabs his phone from his pocket and rings Jaebum. Maybe he knows what to do.

After a couple of rings the call gets answered.

"Mark hyung?"

"Yes, it's me."

"What's up, why are you calling?"

"Something really overwhelming just happened to me and honestly I don't know what to do."

"Quit being so vague, what happened?"

"You remember Jackson right?"

"The fifteen year old boy who you found a letter of?"

"Yes, that's him."

"What's up with him, did he write back?"

"He did."

"What he wrote back oh my god Mark hyung that's amazing." Youngjae's voice interrupts.

"Wait, Jaebum-ah, am I on speaker?"

"Uhh, maybe?"

"Continue the story, what did he write hyung?" Youngjae says excitedly.

"Okay well, anyway. Apparently as we thought the letter I found is somewhat old. Seven years to be exact. Jackson is now 22 years old and apparently he lives in Seoul too now."

"Wah, really?" Jaebum says.

"Oh my, Mark hyung what if this turns out as a romantic love story just like those movies from last century." Youngjae exclaims.

"Youngjae, please this is not the time." Jaebum says.

"Thanks Jaebum-ah. Anyway, he wants to meet up and grab a coffee as a thank you. An-"

"I told you, this is really going to be one of these stories like in the movies."

"Youngjae, that's not going to happen. It's just a cup of coffee." Mark responds. Youngjae has some wild fantasy he thinks. It's not going to be like that, I mean it's just a cup of coffee. What's more innocent than that?

"He is kind of right, I got to admit Mark hyung."

"Yah! Why are you turning your back on me too now?"

"I'm just saying it sounds like it."

"Why am I friends with you two again?"

"Because you have nothing but your vegetables."

"Yah! That's not true. I have plenty of other things."

"Like what?" Jaebum snickers.

"Like.. Uhm, my fruits?"

The other two laugh loudly on the other side. "Really? Couldn't you come up with something else?" Jaebum says laughing.

Mark chuckles. "Enough guys, I'm serious. What do I do?"

"Just meet up with him. It seems like you need some other friends aswell and as you said it's just a cup of coffee. Nothing can go wrong." Youngjae says.

Mark sighs. Maybe Youngjae is right, he needs some friends besides these two.

"You're right. Okay, so something else. He attached his number, should I text him or call him or write a letter?"

"You don't have his current address right? So the last one is going to be pretty difficult. Just text him, it's easier than confronting yourself with his voice and you know getting yourself to call will be a whole barrier."

"I guess you're right. What should I tell him though?"

"Mark hyung why are you so nervous? Just be yourself and just text something like, 'hey it's Mark. I got your letter and would like to meet up.' Don't be too hard on yourself. Once you started a conversation, just go with the flow and if you want me to cover a shift for you than just tell me alright?" Jaebum says.

Mark rests his head on his hand. "Yeah, I know. Well, thanks for the advice. I'll get going."

"Good luck Mark hyung you can do it." Jaebum says calmly.

"And don't forget to tell us how it went!" Youngjae shouts.

"I won't Youngjae-ah. Bye Jaebum-ah, we'll talk later."

"Bye Mark hyung."

Mark hangs up the call and looks at his phone for a minute. He gathers all the courage he has and opens his message app. He adds a new message and types in Jackson's number. He checks it multiple times to make sure it's really his number.

He clicks the message bar and his keyboard pops up. The 23 year old doesn't know what to write. He thinks of the phone call with Jaebum and decides to write the message he used as an example.

'Hey, it's Mark. I got your letter and I'd like to meet up.'

Mark looks at the message he wrote, should he add an emoji? Or should he just leave it like this?

He decides to leave it like this and sends it.

Jackson hears his phone ding. He is currently sitting on his bed, watching a TV show. He looks at his phone and sees an unknown number texted him. He clicks on the notification. He reads it and almost chokes on air when he sees who it is. His heart races and he's completely overwhelmed.

Mark? He actually wants to get coffee?

Jackson waits a couple of seconds for his heartbeat to calm down before replying.

'Hii Mark hyung! I'm glad you want to. When are you available?'

'How about tomorrow?'

Jackson looks at the reply. He thinks tomorrow is a bit soon but his curiosity takes over and he actually really wants to know what Mark looks like.

'Sure! What time, and where?'

'12.00pm, at that café on near Han River?'

'Okay, see you then!'

Before Jackson realizes it the conversation died. He looks at the messages a couple times more before he notices Mark's profile picture. Should he take a look? I mean, there's nothing wrong with wanting to know what the older looks like right? Otherwise he can't find him tomorrow either.

Jackson clicks on the profile picture and Mark's picture pops up.

Jackson looks at him, he is more handsome than he imagined him to be. Mark has brown hair and is wearing a black Nike Air sweater. He has two piercings in his right ear from what Jackson can see and he smiles lightly.

Mark on the other hand also got a bit curious on what the other looks like. He had also clicked on the profile picture and was honestly also stunned by the looks of the other male.

In Jackson's profile picture he has blonde hair and it sticks out underneath a light blue cap. He has two piercings in his left ear and is wearing a black jacket, with a black shirt underneath. He smiles cutely Mark thinks.

Both of the boys are a bit more excited to meet each other now they know what the other looks like. 

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A/N: I think this chapter is a bit crappy, but I hope you enjoyed! So yeah, see you next time!

~Jacksonsidiot