Christmas with you. Chapter 4
Gif not mine
Summary: Christmas, the time of the year when you have to go back home and see your family. Maybe it won’t be that bad this year. I mean you meet your high school crush and you finally go to a date after few years. 23 days’ till Christmas, 26 days ‘till you leave your childhood hometown. Is this just a fling or something more serious.
It was morning and Your mother wanted to make breakfast for you and she carried a tray with pancakes and hot chocolate to your room. She saw you and Jackson cuddling, she just smiled placed the tray on your bedside table and left, but you woke up when she left. You saw the tray with food and then you felt Jackson’s hands around your waist. “Good morning~” he whispered in deep husky voice. “Why did you spent the night here?” you asked. Jackson lifted his head “You fell asleep and just looking you so peacefully sleeping made me tired.” he yawned.
Jackson left to go home so now you were stuck with your family. Of course Jackson gave his phone number before he left.You and Mark played video games in his room but someone called Mark. Mark spoke with the person and when he hung up he just smiled. “Who was it?” you asked. Mark sighed and laughed “Jinyoung. He said that he is coming over.” Mark said. You stopped playing “No, this was supposed to be our day. We only meet once a year and you are not paying attention to me.” you almost yelled. Mark’s smile disappeared and he rubbed his forehead “Y/N, Jinyoung and I are getting married, so that means we are going to spend time together. Why don’t you just grow up and act like a supportive sister?” Mark’s voice had a lot of disbelieve in it. “Mark, I love you because you are my brother but…I don’t like Jinyoung. He’s an ass kisser.” you said. Mark laughed but it was’t like haha you are funny laugh it was irritated and pissed of laugh. “So he wants to get along with everyone. Maybe you should try it.” he said. “Oh wait you can’t because you want to be a bitch!” he yelled. His face was red from the yelling. Of course you and Mark fought a lot but he never called you a bitch, a brat? yes. An idiot? Yes. But never a bitch. You shook your head and got up from the floor. “I can’t argue with you every year. I just can’t.” you said and left.
You called Jackson and asked for his address. You stood in front of Jackson’s house and knocked the door. You hated the feeling you had, you kind of wanted to go back and apologize from Mark but you were too proud. As soon as Jackson opened the door you bursted into tears. Jackson took you into his arms and patted your back. He didn’t talk he just let you to calm down.