We walked home, stumbling every once in a while. When we did get home, we both collapsed on the couch.
"Hey Jack,"
"Yeah man?"
"Are you ticklish?"
"NO. No I'm not."
"I think you are."
His hands reached for me and I moved away from him. He followed me and started to tickle my sides. I laughed and struggled to push his hands away. I figured that he was ticklish and attacked his sides with my hands. He laughed and squirmed but wouldn't move.
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FanfictionMark travels to Jack's for the holidays. Jack being surprised about Mark's arrival is happy that he is there. Mark could have gone anywhere for the holidays, why to Jack's? In progress, I will make a sequel. I don't own Mark or Jack. I'm just a real...
