Coffee, and everything

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(Marks POV)

I was out for my morning run. Jack was staying at my house, and he hasn't woken up yet. And he was to cute to wake, laying on the couch.
I pulled out my phone and checked the time. 9:43. I had been jogging for over an hour.

"Wow, that's longer than yesterday..."
I decided it was as good a time as any to head home. First, I should probably pick up some food.

(Jack POV)

I woke up and stretched. Marks couch was actually quite comfortable, which is why I was in this situation, instead of in the guest room. I slipped on a shirt and went into the kitchen. I started the the coffee grinder, and waited till it was done. I poured some in my undertale cup I brought from home.

"Dark, just like I like my men."

There was a note on the table, it was from Mark.

"Just like I like my Mark~" I said seductively to myself, thinking of him.

Jack,
I went out for my morning jog,
don't miss me to much.

                         Love,
                                Bae ;-)

I snickered.

"What a doof," I said.

I blushed, I actually had a HUHE crush on Mark. I often fantasized about the things we could do if we were together. I couldn't help but picture me clawing his back or my lips around his di-

Bam.

"Jack, I'm back."

"How was the...." I stopped immediately when I saw him. Sweat was running down his tight shirt, which hugged him very nicely. He turned around, his sweat pants showed off his nice butt. Is he doing this on purpose? He turned back around and I looked away, my face burning and I twirled my thumbs.

"Jack, are you OK?"

"Y-yeah!" He turned around again and I bit my lip, to keep from looking. I looked anyway.

"I'd let you do everything to me."
I said like an idiot.

"What." Excuse quick!

"I said, 'do you want some coffee?"

"No, thank you."  He started to walk away, and I thought the awkward moment was older. That is until he turned around, ran his fingers through his hair and said,

"I would DO everything to you." He then walked away and I blushed.

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