superman // septiplier

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an: but just LOOK at how Jack tucks his head into Mark's neck !!! they're so !!!
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Jack sat in Mark's car, still slightly intimidated by the boy next to him. He had his legs crossed, and his arms laying on top of them.

His eyebrows were furrowed, as he continued to think about what Mark had said.

"Thought so"

Thought so? Jack wanted to know the conclusion Mark came to when he said this, but couldn't find any answer.

What did Mark think? Was it because Jack had looked at Mark's lips? That didn't mean Jack wanted to kiss Mark, no that would be ridiculous.

Jack stayed quiet, as his eyes wandered over to where Mark was sitting. He was still wearing Kens sweatpants, and had on his white long sleeve shirt from last night.

Not sure if anyone mentioned it before, but the shirt was tight fitting. Which meant, Mark's arms and torso were clearly defined.

Jack let his eyes glance over every dip the shirt made into Mark's stomach, showing every line and every defined muscle that Mark had made there, making it difficult for Jack not to reach out and trace every line on his body. He looked up at his arm and lingered over every curve and bump on the boys arm, Jack licked his lips instinctively and looked up at Mark's face.

Mark hadn't shaved in awhile, clearly, and Jack smiled as he looked over all the scraggly hair, wanting to touch it so badly.

Jack looked at Mark's eyes, staring intently at the dark brown coloring, and at his dark pupils and at how his eyes darted left and right occasionally while glancing at the road.

Mark was so pretty. Jack wanted to stare at him all day.

"M-Mark?" Jack spoke up, cringing at bit at his shaky voice. Usually the boy was always so confident, but now he was nervous and he hated the feeling.

"Yes Jack?" Mark said without taking his eyes off the road. Jack uncrossed his legs and squirmed around in his seat for a second, trying to get rid of the uneasy feeling in his stomach.

"What did you mean before? Like when you asked me why I was angry? You know and then you said thought so?" Jack said unevenly.

Jack gulped as Mark pulled into a Quick Check, without answering him. When Mark got into a parking spot, he unbuckled his seat belt and looked up into Jacks expectant eyes with that same intense stare he got sometimes.

Jack breathed in slowly, staring back into Mark's dark eyes, not daring to look away.

Mark then opened his car door and hopped out, leaving Jack inside with a shaky breath and faltering ego.

Jack breathed in and out slowly, before he opened the car door and shyly followed Mark inside the store.

He continued to follow Mark through the aisles, until they got to the back row, where all the dairy things were. Jacks eye began to roam Mark's body again, as the pink haired boy looked through the glass, trying to decide which one he wanted.

But still, Jack was fidgety over what Mark had said, and the fact that he didn't even answer Jack the first time, made him even more worried.