Train ride

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Mark's pov:
I noticed Wade drawing on the window. Being the dooshe I was, I slid my finger over the small crappy doodle and snickered.

"HEY".

"Yes"? I said while laughing.

Sean's pov:
"Mmm". I grunted and pressed my face to glass watching the mountains go by. The sun started to set.

"We're not gonna get home before dark".

"We'll be on here for another forty five minutes or more". Bob patted my head and went back to doing whatever on his phone.

"My phone is dead and i'm bored as fuck". I pressed my shoulder to Bob's.

"Personal space Jack". Bob chuckled.

"I won't stop being a pain till you do something with me".

"Go over and play with Mark and Wade brat".

"Fine mother dear". I went across. The two were laughing and said hello to me.

"Jack, you're not supposed to be standing while the train is moving". Mark wiggled his eyebrows.

"And why the smugged look"?

"You'll have to find a seat possibly on my lap".

"Oooooo"! Wade cooed.

"Shut up". But I sat in Mark's lap anyways. He bounced me up and down a little.

"He looks more like your child then you're boyfriend Mark". Wade said.

"I am a child". I used a squeaky voice.

"A stupid one if you ask me". Mark whispered to Wade giggling.

"You're stupid to think I wouldn't hear that". I whispered to both.

"I think i'm gonna go back to Bob". I get nervous whenever Mark teased me in front of people. At the same time it was pleasurable. I rose to get up but Mark pulled me down.

"Wade"? Wade had gotta up and into the aislen

"Yeah i'll go I didn't get to talk much to Bob, you two are a couple and stuff and i'm getting tired of Mark".

"Hey"!

Wade just laughed and went over to join Bob.

I rested my legs on the empty seat. There was about little over twenty people boarded but the only one's we could see across was Bob and Wade in view.

I pressed my hand to the glass and it was ice cold. I pulled my hand away from the shock and covered it with my sweater sleeve.

"It's freezing". I shivered.

"Here". Mark nudged me his scarf.

"You sure I mean you could get sick and it's your scarf and-".

"I care about you Jack. I don't care if I get a little cold. You're shivering. I'm not. You could use it more than me".

"Ok". I wrapped the pink scarf around my neck. The warmth from his skin onto the scarf made it feel cozy.

"What time is it"?

"7:55".

"Ugh. I'm already tired". I rubbed my face in effort to stay awake.

"Sleep". Mark demanded.

I didn't even bother to respond. I layed my head on the seat with my nose touching strands of his faded blue floof.

"Comfy"?

"Mhmm". I nuzzled up to him more.

Mark's pov:
I looked over to my right to see a snickering Bob and Wade staring at us.

Wade made childish kissy faces and giggled. Bob just watched and waved.

"Go fuck yourselves". I whispered loudly.

"Go fuck Jack". Bob whispered loudly back.

"Shut up". I leaned back and smiled.

A familer tune entered my head and I decided to hum it. It then turned to quiet singing.

I saw Jack smile slightly and go away as I continued.

Tired and a bit woren, I rested my eye's to past the time.

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