Matt x Mark + Oneshots

Chap 3.

Mark Pov📚

It was hard to act my normal self around Eddie. And it was hard to keep Eddie away from our bedroom. "Mark, I don't have time for you bullshit. Let me get my stuff!" I offered to get his stuff out, but thankfully, being the giant lazy jerk he is, he agreed and went off to complain some more. I slipped into our bedroom and went to the closet to grab Eddie's suit. I nearly tripped over Matt, who was laying on the floor napping.  I stared down at him and looked toward the bed, which was cluttered with boxes and containers that we haven't even unpacked yet. I moved the junk off the bed, making sure I didn't attract Eddie's attention or wake up Matt. Once I finished nearly breaking my arms off, I went back over to Matt and picked him up. I expected him to be heavy, but he was surprisingly light. I carried him over to the bed and dropped him down. He must have been a heavy sleeper. I smiled softly as I tucked him.

Eddie Pov☢

I tapped my foot impatiently. Why did I send the slowest person on earth to get my suit? I checked the time. I was already 15 minutes late. I couldn't wait any longer. I stomped up to the bedroom door and slammed it open enough to bust the doorknob. I stared in, a look of disbelief on my face. "Mark, WTF?!"

Matt🪞

I jolted awake due to a giant bang. I grabbed the first thing I could, which happened to be Mark's hand. I saw Mark stiffen and heard him whisper to me to let go. He was staring at Eduardo, who was standing in the doorway and looked like he was gonna murder us both. "Mark, I told you thousands of times that I don't allow those losers over here!" I refused to let go of Mark's hand. It made me feel safer from the maniac in the doorway. Mark was silent, only sending daggers with his eyes at Eduardo. I sat up and cleared my throat. "He was just helping with my ankle..Nothing else.." To my surprise, Mark tightened the grip on my hand, which almost made me melt into a puddle. Eduardo noticed our hand holding, and I can tell you right now, that man's face turned bright red with rage. I'm surprised he doesn't bust a blood vein. I wanted to laugh, but what happened next cleared out my laughter. It seemed like it all happened in slow motion. Eduardo's hand lashed out and slapped Mark across the face, leaving behind an angry red mark right under his right eye. Mark let go of my hand and held his face carefully. I couldn't just sit here after that. I grabbed Mark by the arm and led him out of the room. "Bring Mark's stuff over later and leave it on our doorstep. He shouldn't have to deal with this insanity." I slammed the front door closed, leaving Eduardo and his temper behind.

(I have no clue where I'm going with this lol)