Chapter 12: Paint War

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"(F/N)!" You heard from outside. "Ugh, why are you such a heavy sleeper!?" They yelled again. You rolled over to your phone and checked the time. "What do you want? It's six o'clock in the freaking morning. Why are you waking me up?" You said getting out bed, making your way to the door. You open the door to find (B/F) fully dressed and smiling real big. "Please explain what you want so I can get back to bed." You said rubbing your face. "Come on. We're getting done with the shop today, or at least attempting to. I'll be in the car. Get dressed sleeping beauty." They said laughing.

You got dressed in some old cloths so you wouldn't get new ones dirty. You opened your door to leave to find Mark coming down the hall. Your face got red remembering what happened the night before. He smiles real big when he saw you. You closed your door behind you and locked it. "Well, where are you going so early?" He asked. You turned around to him and smiled. "Me and (B/F) are finishing the shop today." You said putting the keys back into your pocket. "Oh, I still haven't seen it yet. How about I tag along to check it out? Hey! I can even help you guys out. I won't be a bother, I swear." He said with a  huge goofy grin. How could you say no to that face? You chuckled and replied with "Why the hell not." He smiled greatly and ran to grab something out of his apartment and then came back out.

You both made it to the car with (B/F) leaning back in their seat. You opened the door while Mark got in the back. "It's about time. Oh and hey Mark." They said. "Hey (B/F). I'm gonna help you guys today if that's okay with you?" He asked putting his seatbelt on. "Well of course." They replied putting theirs on to. "Everybody buckled? I'm not going to jail this morning, put it on (F/N)." (B/F) said seeing you not have yours on. "Oh yeah," you said grabbing it. "I almost forgot." Your cheeks got a light pink from embarrassment. (B/F) smirked.

As you arrive at the shop, you get out feeling weak. "Breakfast" shot through your head. You didn't eat anything this morning, which was not good. You always ate in the morning. "(B/F)," you said. "Yo, what is it?" They replied. They could see how pale you were. "You didn't eat, did you?" They asked. You shook your head. "You rushed me! I didn't get to." You said. They smirked and got back in the car. "You guys just stay here, I'll get us some breakfast." They replied rolling up the window. "Wait, I already ate. I don't want anything." Mark told them. They looked at Mark. "I'm still getting you something if you like it or not." They said smiling. "(B/F) is always like that." You thought to yourself. "You're no gonna be able to convince them Mark, I'd just let her do it." You thought to yourself again.

Once (B/F) left, you unlocked the shop door and walked in. Mark gazed around. "It's doesn't look bad at all. I like the color," he stopped. "Well, colors." He smiled. "We aren't done with painting in some areas. If you want, we can start there? I need some help getting some higher areas." You asked. Although Mark wasn't much taller than you, he was still taller and he could reach the spots. He smiled saying, "That's fine. Just show me the spots and where the paint is at and I'll get it."

You grabbed the pain and the brushes. You poured the paint in the bin and handed mark the brush and you had your own. You both dipped the brushed in there and began to paint. Mark was able to get the spots you couldn't reached. While he did that, you touched up some spots.

You both went over to the pain bin again and you dropped your brush in the bin, making paint splash up on you and him. You flenched a bit and looked at him. He had paint on his face. You chuckled a bit. "I'm so sorry Mark." you laughed as you took your sleeve and whipped it off his face. Unaware, he took his brush and plopping it right on your cheek. You opened your mouth in surprise. "I was being nice and whipping it off you loser!" You said smiling, not being able to help it. He laughed at you and started to rub it off but it only smudged. He opened his mouth laughing, and trying to rub more. He slightly licked his thumb and started to rub some more. "Mark, just stop. It's not going to work." You laughed. "I know what will though." You said. You bent down, acting like you were tying your shoe, but you put your hand in the paint without him looking. "What will?" He asked in reply, as he looked down at you. You stood back up, grabbing his face with one hand that didn't have the paint on it and slowly going in for a kiss but once your lips almost touch, you take your hand and rub it all over his cheek and nose. You pull away and start to laugh uncontrollably.

He bent down getting some paint on his hand. "You're getting it now." He smirked and laughed. He ran after you while you tried to run away, he was faster. He grabbed you from behind and wrapped you in his arms while rubbing his hand on your nose, cheek, and forehead. You turned around to him with his arms still wrapped around you. He looked at you with a grin like no other. He leaned in kissing you, sensationally.

"Did I interrupt?" (B/F) asked, shutting the shop door with food in her hands. You both pulled away and your faces grew pink. At the same time you both said stuff like, "What? Um.. No.. We were just.. Uh.. No." You both said. You looked away. He was scratching the back of his head. "Yeah," (B/F) paused. "Right." They chuckled. "Anyways, I got the food. Here you go," they said as they handed you your biscuit. In silence and pure awkwardness, you ate your food while Mark painted and (B/F) smirked at you. "Yeah, they know what's going on between us." You thought and finished your food.

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