superman // septiplier

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[an] BUT WHO ASKED^^^
last chapter was over 3,000 words I didn't even realize omg
plus I'm digging the new cover 😁😁💦

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December 25th, 2015
8:04 pm

Jack looked behind him sneakily, snickering as he looked up at Mark. The pink haired boy laughed quietly back as he slid open the slider doors to the backyard, allowing both boys to slip out quietly. Mark let Jack step out before him, and watched as Jack gazed at the pink sky in awe.

"Mark, do you see the sunset?" Jack said, with an awestruck grin and some backyard lights reflecting in the boys eyes. Mark stared at the pretty boy next to him, with an adoring smile on his face.

"Pretty isn't it," Mark muttered softly, staring at all the soft features in his boyfriends face. Jack nodded slowly, taking small steps across the porch as a way to get closer to the setting sun. Mark followed after him, as slow as the boy. He didn't even watch where he was walking, he kept his eyes trained on the pretty boy inches away from him.

Jack let out a surprised gasp, looking down at the porch rail, and placing his two hands on it. He pushed himself up, doing that thing where you place your feet in between the columns, securing your feet.

Jack couldn't let his eyes wander away from the pink and orange sky in front of him, never being able to understand how the earth can make something as pretty as this.

The thought made him smile as he glanced at Mark, as though he was one of the things that were unexplainably pretty. He blushed when he saw Mark staring, and couldn't help but notice Mark's blush too when he had realized he'd been caught.

Jack looked away, back at the sunset, letting his wide eyes dance across the entirety of the colors in front of him, honestly loving where he was.

He felt Mark step behind him and wrap his arms around his waist, smiling when Mark laid his head on his back, between his shoulder blades.

"I would like this a lot more if I were taller," Mark mumbled, tightening his grip and closing his eyes. He breathed in and felt more than relaxed when he smelled Jack, starting to become so familiar with it.

"Sucks to be you then," Jack spoke quietly.

He screeched when Mark pulled his body off of where he was holding himself, turning him around and pushing him against the rail. Mark smiled when he saw he was in fact taller than the Jack (not by much).

"I like this better," Mark smiled, leaning over to kiss Jack's forehead.

Jack giggled, "Just because you're like a centimeter taller than me?" He tucked his arms into himself, placing his hands on Mark's chest. Mark's arms secured themselves around Jack's waist as he chuckled

Mark shrugged, "It just makes me feel more dominant, you know?" He asked with smirk, and Jack couldn't help but blush.

He kissed Mark softly, "You like being dominant?" Jack asked against Mark's lips, and at his words, Mark's grip tightened.

"Jack don't," Mark whispered, closing his eyes and feeling his boyfriend kiss his jaw.

"You think about taking me hard, right?" Jack whispered, kissing his skin slowly, "I'd be surprised if you didn't, considering you can't keep your hands off me."