There are days when Jackson would no longer be himself anymore, the fun, always excited and a hint, well it was more than a hint but dumb image that he always had in front of everyone. And on those days that seemed to be more of a somber night where he would be wrapped up by himself in the blanket of melancholy, he would think about those days before they had debuted.  Foreword"Maybe he looked too pathetic at the time; or maybe Mark felt bad for his younger member to reject him once again but when Jackson moved closer and pressed his lips against the others, he made no attempt to push him away."WARNINGS: Very short chapters, smut (maybe? probably not amazing aswell), semi-notreallykindof-depressing endings to chapters, aaaaaaand probably innacturate information on where they were at on those certain dates.