[M] Of Kisses And Hugs - Mark (1/1)

"Hey, want to jump?"Markbum but kinda Markson but kinda not at all. Smut. Drug TW. Drabble with no coherence or build-up.-“This is the most important thing you will ever do.”That was the phrase they met each other with, and, truthfully,it wasn´t the most important thing he had ever done.Jaebum assumed paying his taxes was more important, and getting a good college degree in law to get a job and a house - his girlfriend should´ve been the most important thing he had ever done; put a ring around her finger and on himself. “Those things are definitely important,” the boy agreed. “but they´re just checkpoints.”They´re just checkpoints. Jaebum thought about it - about thirty meters in the sky on an abandoned building with weeds growing in its corners and broken fences that wouldn´t keep anyone from jumping, hotspot for mourners over suicidal expenses; hotspot for suicide.“This is the most important thing you´ll ever really do.” The boy repeated, and although they´ve known each other for exactly sixty-five minutes and thirty-two seconds since the police came into the café he worked at to arrest the owner for drug possession, he told him his entire life story without knowing the boys name.“There are thousands of Im Jaebums in Korea. Nayeon will get over you in less than months time.” The boy looked over the edge, one small step ahead and his body would´ve smashed straight into the concrete, blood spilling on the pretty white cars and sand sticking on his skin.If Jaebum wanted to, he could´ve pushed him over it.If he wanted to, he could jump himself.“Jump.” As if the boy could read his mind, he said the words without looking at him. “Jump. Im Jaebum.”Jaebum walked towards the edge, not to jump but to stare at the boy who knew more about him than any of his friends and family members did, who now told him to jump off a twenty story building.“What´s your name?” He asked, not daring to look at the ground.The boy finally looked up, legs still dangling off the edge. “You ask me that, now?”Silence. A sigh.“Mark. Mark Tuan.”There were thousands of Im Jaebums in Korea,but Im Jaebum figured there was only one Mark Tuan,Mark jumped up and grabbed Jaebums wrists. “Look at the ground, Jaebum - are you afraid of dying?”No. He gulped and looked down, it´s just that humans were not made to be on heights like this.Yet when Mark forced his head in place to keep looking, a sense of calm overwhelmed him, at the peak of the hill of his anxiety, a sudden acceptance, his muscles relaxed.For some reason, Mark looked surprised.“Wow,” he said. “you really aren´t cut out for an average life, are you?” Then his hand sinked from holding his hair to his neck, his shoulders, his arms and finally to his hands. At the edge of the building, rats and spiders coexisting, eating the weirdest little bugs; Mark and Jaebum were probably the strangest of them all.“Jump. I´ll jump with you.” Jaebum, who held his distance and refused to talk about his feelings, fell under his spell completely, held his hand, barely analyzed the distance from the building they were at from the one in front of them; a good fifteen meters of distance, a good fifteen meters smaller than theirs.“One,” Two,”Three!”And so they jumped, under the cloud misty sky and lace of his sneakers lose; holding hands with a stranger that felt like a fantasy; black sweater and ripped jeans.This is the most important thing you´ll ever do; he let go completely, of anything and everything,everything but Marks hand.-“What´s the most important thing you´ve ever done?” Jaebum asked as the sun was slowly falling asleep, waking the moon up from her own slumber - his back leaning against the wall of the dirty, rotten parking lot of a gasoline chain supermarket.“Not something, someone.” “What´d that person do?” Jaebum asked, curious - he looked at Mark who had his eyes closed and head tilted towards the sky.“If I say that, you´ll run away.” I don´t think I will, Jaebum wanted to say, but a loud, raspy shout shut him up before he could open his mouth; Mark was obviously expecting it, because he barely flinched.The boy - the source of the voice -  was significantly shorter than Mark, but just as cherry blonde - a little more fashionable, maybe, but both equally monochrome; sunglasses on despite it being pretty late, leather jacket looking like a million dollars; dark complexion, clean nails, hydrated lips.His smiled showed off his teeth, and Jaebum somehow, someway felt like he could trust the stranger.“Who´s he?” They spoke in English, didn´t bother to lower his voice clearly assuming he didn´t understand; they´d be surprised, Jaebum figured out he definitely wasn´t Korean.Taiwanese like Mark, maybe? Japanese? Thai? Maybe Chinese? Mixed?“A guy my dad fucked over, you know how it is.” he took a bunch of paper bills from his pocket.“I heard, his ass is finally in jail, huh?” Mark nodded. “Eight years. Not nearly enough.”“Shouldda reported him.”Mark frowned, but continued counting the bills regardless. “Jackson, you just know he would spontanously materialize from the ground to beat my ass if I did that. I just want him far, far away.”“I guess,” Jackson just shrugged. “Anyways, you gonna fuck or what?” “Maybe.” Jaebum suddenly felt very small when the two burst out in laugther after that; suddenly extremely aware of the dirt on his hands, the chewing gum stuck on the concrete - he almost shrieked.“Sixty bucks.” Jackson said. “It´s the good stuff.”“Not like the shit Jinyoung sold you?”“He fucked with us, too bad he didn´t know who he was dealing with - he´ll need a whole lot of the real thing to make his ass feel better.”They laughed again, like they were talking about the weather or the leather on Jackson´s jacket.“You staying?” “Nah.” Jackson shook his head. “M´just here to give you what you wanted - I have work in a few hours.”“How responsible. You could get a hit before that though.” “I could, but I´m a changing man, Yien.” he pointed at Jaebum, sitting down legs close to hist chest and looking like a damn creeper. “plus, I think you need to talk to loverboy over here about your...habits. Right, Raven?” Jaebum was mortified. “Raven?”“Yeah, your hair and eyes are pitch black, like a raven.”