—

Mark inhaled deeply before he wrote the next thing on his arm. Slowly, he wrote the words across his wrist, his hands shaking.

Kunpimook lives in my apartment complex.

He awaited a response, his stomach doing flips as he tapped the pen against his hand.

REALLY???

Mark chuckled softly to himself, taking the pen back to his wrist.

Yeah, he lives a few floors below me.

I'M COMING UP THERE

No, Jackson... Wait

What?

Are you sure you want to meet right now? I mean... My once chance just started.

Are you saying I shouldn't trust you?

No, of course not. But you need to gain my trust a little more, as do I with you.

I guess you're right.

More questions, then?

Sure.

YAY!

What do you look like?

Aish, that's cheating. You can't know until you see me.

Come onnnnnnn! :((((((

Draw yourself, then!!

I'll draw me

Look okay!!!

JACKSOOOON!!!

Aish

I'm cute!!!

You are.

:D draw you now!!

Fine...

There.

AWWWWWW MARKIE!!!!!

You're a little blondie :D

Yup

and you have no neck!

... I have a neck. I can't draw.

Now I just wanna see you more :(

Not yet.

UGHH WHY NOTTTTT

Just give it time, Jackson. Okay?

How much time????

Jeez...

You live right upstairs!!! We're suppose to be soulmates, just let me meet you!!!

Not yet!

WE'VE KNOWN EACH OTHER SINCE WE WERE KIDS MAAAARK

So?

We've known each other long enough that we can meet

I don't know, Jackson...

COME ONNNNNNN!!!!!

Fine. Okay? Fine. We can meet, since you're so impatient.

OK IM COMING UP WHICH APARTMENT NUMBER IS YOUR'S

Jackson, can't we at least do it tomorrow?

Maaaaaark!

Tomorrow, okay?

But I'm already walking up the stairs

I can tell, your handwriting is messy.

:(

Tomorrow, I promise. After I get off of work, I'll tell you and you can come up to my apartment.

Okaaaay~

Go get some rest, Jackson. I'll see you tomorrow.

OKAY!!! BYE MARK GOODNIGHT!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!

Mark gulped gently, reading the last few words. Jackson was moving things a little fast, while Mark wanted to stay slow. But he guessed that wasn't really any getting out of it now, he was stuck with him.

Mark trudged himself to bed, watching as the writings erased from his arm gradually. He fell asleep quickly, feeling anxious as he did so.

. . .

He woke up the next morning to his alarm blaring in his ear. He groaned, sitting up and stretching his limbs out. He walked into his closet, stripping from his sleep clothes and changing into his work clothes. As he did so, he realized a small text on his wrist.

Morning, Markie!!! Have a good day!!!! Can't wait to see you later~ :D

He smiled softly to himself, pulling his clothes on and heading out to work.

He worked late that day, to his surprise. He was actually starting to get excited about meeting Jackson, but of course he had to work late. He sat at his desk, filling out paper work as he sighed. He thought for a moment, taking the pen off of the paper and to his wrist.

Boss made me work late today, sorry. I'll be home soon, hopefully. See you in a bit, Jacksonie...

He rolled his sleeve back down before his boss could see, continuing to fill out paper work.

Another few hours passed, and Mark finally finished his paper work. He turned it all in, driving home. He sighed heavily in relief once he got home, flopping onto his couch and taking a breather. He grabbed the pen from his coffee table, rolling up his sleeve.

I'm home now.

YAY!!!! Apartment number, please~

225.

EEEEEE OKAY I'M COMING!!!!

Mark bit his lip. The anxious feeling in his stomach started to come back, especially once he heard a knock on his front door.

—

a/n: mwuahaha and tha cliffhangers prevail

I hope you enjoyed!
please vote / comment, I really appreciate it!
thanks, ilysm~
-author em