Actual Boyfriends

Ch 5: BackPAX for Days.

Third person-Jack's POV:

Twitches. Grunts. Minor Drooling.

These were the three things Sean did that woke Mark up soon after.
Sean sighed, "Mornin'..." he spoke softly.
Mark mumbled something similar and went to stretch a little before properly opening his eyes.

Jack was leaning above him, rubbing his face. He looked down to see Mark's bare chest below him and started blushing.
Thankful his cheeks were already pink, Sean was trying not to freak out. He remembered falling asleep on his side, and woke up spread across Mark like stiff peanut butter.
Then a more pressing question came to mind.
What time was it?

"Oh shit, my alarm didn't go off." Mark grumbled at his phone. He then pulled an expression that read as if he forgot to turn it on.
"How late are we?" Jack asked, worried.
" Only by 20 minutes. We'll get breakfast on the way..." he smiled up at Sean.
There was something about that grin added with his shirtless body that made Jack forget words.

They were soon up and getting changed. The pair were shy enough to change in seperate rooms, before coming back to Mark's room and packing for the trip to PAX.
"We good to go?" Jack yawned as he finished zipping his backpack up. Mark made a loud resistant noise as he ran to the bathroom.

They were out the door minutes later. They chucked their stuff in the back of Mark's car, jumped into the front seats, and started the early drive to the hotel.
Along the way, they grabbed something to eat.
"So the hotel opens at 2pm."
"Why are we going early then?"
"Oh because it's a longish drive and PAX opens at, what time again?"
Sean looked at the page. "Oh, that makes sense."

They drove for a bit, looking at the early sunrise.
Sean looked over to Mark and stared for a while, leaning on his hand. There was just something about his stubble that made Jack's mind turn to mush. How would he feel to kiss?

He forgot he was in Mark's line of vision, as he saw the American glance at him and grin.
"Is there, uhh... a better view on my side?" Mark mumbled as he looked out his window then back to the road.
Sean blushed slightly, "Yeah, more c-cows on your side."
They both started giggling.
They weren't even out of the city.

Minutes later of looking in the right direction, he felt Mark's arm brush his knee. He looked up to see Mark trying to find something.
"D'you need help?"
" Ahh yes please, looking for my phone car charger. "
Jack leant down and scrambled to find any cords from between his legs, sighing when he found nothing.
Damn. "Sorry, can't find it."
"Sure?"
Mark pulled over to the side and bent down to look underneath their legs. Sean felt some of the American's weight upon his knee and smiled.

Third person - Mark's POV

Mark sat back up after a minute and visibly shrugged.
He bit his lip, knowing full well he had the phone charger in his bag, he just really wanted to touch Jack.
It was a pleasant reality check that his Irish friend was actually with him again.

He couldn't stop the soft smile that came over him.
How am I going to stop myself from being all over him today?

PAX was going to be interesting at this rate...