Stay With Me (Markimash)

Chapter Five: Let's Go Somewhere!

Yami's POV

Where am I? I sat up and looked around Mark's living room, trying to figure out how I got on the couch. I was sure I fell asleep at my chair, so how did I get here? Did Mark carry me? My cheeks heated up at the thought of Mark having to carry me to his couch, and I wiped the sleep from my eyes. Ugh, I needed to brush my teeth and shower. I got up and went to the guest room, intent on getting clothes and my toothbrush. I stopped when I heard Mark singing and smiled. He was really good at singing! I went on to my room and got my toothbrush, then headed to the adjoining bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then looked at the slight bags under my eyes. Well, they weren't as bad as before, but they're still there.

I sighed and went down to the kitchen, stomach grumbling. I decided to make Mark and I breakfast, and set about frying some bacon and scrambling eggs. About ten minutes later Mark came downstairs, hair still wet and sticking to his forehead. He smiled at me and I looked away to hide the blush that spread cross my cheeks. Why was I feeling this way? I didn't like Mark, did I? For once, my brain had nothing to say to that. Well, thanks a lot brain! I fixed Mark and I a plate, then sat down at the table. I ate quietly and listened to Mark ramble on about what we could do today. "We could go to the beach or to the zoo or go out for ice cream or-". He was interrupted when the doorbell rang, and he hurriedly excused himself to see who it was.

Mark's POV

I wonder who's here? I jogged to the front door and looked through the peephole, then frowned when I saw no one. Had it been a prank? I opened the door cautiously and peeked outside, scanning the streets for whoever rang the bell. I didn't see anyone, but I did notice a journal on my doorstep. I picked it up and went back inside, shutting the door and making sure it was locked. "Who was it Mawk?" Yami asked, poking his head out from the kitchen. "Dude, there wasn't anyone there! All I found was this journal!" I exclaimed, waving the journal in the air. Yami walked over to me and looked at the journal curiously and suggested, "Maybe you should look in it Mawk!" I nodded, opened the journal, and frowned. It's empty! I handed Yami the journal and he scanned it quickly before pouting.

"Darnit, I thought it was something important!" Yami grumbled, scratching at his stubble. Aw, he was so cute! Yami handed me the journal and I set it on the counter. "Well, maybe someone just left it as a gift!" I suggested. Yami nodded and said, "Maybe you're right Mawk, it could just be a gift." He smiled up at me and I felt the familiar feeling of butterflies in my stomach. Dammit, why'd I have to be in love with my straight best friend? Urgh, it's not fair! I internally sighed and watched Yami pick up the dishes and start washing them. "Do you want me to help?" I asked, walking over to the sink. Yami smiled and shook his head, then he replied, "Thank you for offering Mawk, but doing the dishes is the least I can do since you're letting me stay here. Plus, I feel like less of a bother if I'm helping."

I frowned at Yami and said, "Yami, you aren't bothering me by being here; I invited you here because I wanted to see you. You don't have to do things like this because you feel like you have to." Yami blushed slightly and looked back at the dishes and murmured, "Well, I'm still gonna do the dishes for us." I chuckled and shook my head at Yami. He really had no clue how adorable he was, did he?

Yami's POV

Ugh, why did Mark have to be so nice? It's not even funny! He's always so generous and caring and genuinely good and it's gonna kill him one day! I heard Mark walk to the living room and switch on the T.V., and I smiled when he cheered, "Yay, Saturday morning cartoons!" He was such a child at heart, but it's cute. Dude, just admit that you might like him as more than a friend! Ugh, not this again. Well at least the thoughts weren't all condescending and mocking me, they just sounded exasperated. Maybe I was going crazy or something, I hadn't been sleeping much lately. I shook my head and finished washing and drying the dishes, then I put them up in the cabinets. You know, Mark keeps his place pretty clean for being single. I've always been a neat person, but even I had a little mess here and there in my apartment.

My smile disappeared at the thought of my apartment, and I sighed heavily when I remembered how empty it was. Why'd Jess leave me? Did I do something wrong? I stood there for who knows how long, depressing questions running through my head. I didn't even hear Mark walk up behind me until he cleared his throat suddenly, pulling me out of my trance. I yelped slightly and turned around quickly, suddenly way too close to Mark. He was only a foot away from me, worried brown orbs staring directly into my own, and I could feel my face heat up. "Yami, what's wrong?" Mark asked gently, voice filled with concern. I looked away and sighed, trying to think about what to say. I couldn't exactly just say, "Oh nothing much Mark, just questioning my sexuality and how I really feel for you, and also contemplating why my girlfriend of two years left me for the asshole she was cheating on me with. No big deal." Well, if I just said something about Jess, then at least it wouldn't be a complete lie...

Mark's POV

I heard Yami sigh loudly from the kitchen, and I couldn't help but worry about him. I mean, that bitch broke his heart, and for what exactly? Some asshole name Dan! Fuck you Dan! Fuck you Jess! You both broke Yami's heart, and now he thinks he's being a bother. Alright, I'm getting Yami out of this apartment! I walked into the kitchen and found Yami where I'd left him; standing in front of the sink, staring off into space. I couldn't see his face, but I could tell from his slumped posture that he was upset. I cleared my throat and Yami yelped, then blushed when he looked at me. "Yami, what's wrong?" I asked gently; not wanting to pry into something that wasn't my business, but not wanting to do nothing either. Yami sighed once more and looked away, hesitating before he said, "I was thinking about Jess."

I frowned at the mention of the harlot who'd hurt Yami like this, and I nodded to let Yami know to continue. He avoided my gaze as he continued, "My apartment's just going to be so empty now without her Mawk. I-I don't know what to do without her!" Tears welled up in his eyes and I felt my heart ache for him, wanting to hold him close and let him know that everything would be alright. I pulled Yami into a warm embrace, listening to his soft sobs. My shirt was getting a little damp, but that didn't matter. What mattered right now was helping Yami become happier. I wasn't going to let him get depressed and maybe hurt himself. Yami's sobs became watery hiccups, and eventually those stopped as well. Yami pulled away from me and quietly said, "Thank you for helping me through this Mawk, it really means a lot to me that you're letting me stay here. I'm not sure what I'd do without you."

I smiled down at Yami even though I felt like my heart was being squeezed when he said that. "Hey, it's no big deal. Yami, you're my best friend; I'd do anything to help you." I confessed, feeling a blush creep up on my neck. Yami blushed too and said, "I'd do anything for you too Mawk." Dammit, doesn't he realize how sweet he is all the time? I pat him on the back and suggest, "We should go out somewhere Yami, get some fresh air!" Yami nods and his face lit up with one of his bright smiles, and I feel my heart flutter at the sight of it. He's gonna kill me one day with that damn smile. "Where should we go?" I asked, checking my pockets for my keys.

Alright, I'm back guys! So this is chapter five! I left off where I did for a reason. I was just wondering if you guys had an idea as to where Mark and Yami could go spend the day. I'll pick whichever one I think is the best, and then I'll write about it! Sound like a deal?