From The Day We Met (septipler)

CHAPTER THREE

Mark and Sean get into Sean's moms car, Mark sits in the middle putting his stuff to the left of him, while Sean starts getting in he hands his stuff to Mark and Mark places it next to him also.

Sean sits down awkwardly right next to Mark wondering why he just didn't put the stuff in-between them.  After they buckled up and got settled in, Sean's mom asked how Sean's day went.

"Hey Jack, how did your day go today?" She kept her eyes on the road.

Mark looked around seeing if Sean had a brother named Jack, no brother, 'Was this lady crazy?' Mark thought.

Sean smiled a bit looking at his lap, "My day was good mom, how about yours?" Mark's mouth fell ajar as he looked at Sean, Jack? He never heard him speak so clear, or without hesitation.

"My day was good sweetie, how about you, Jack's friend?" Sean's mother looked up into the mirror so she could see behind her.

Mark smiled slightly "My day was nice, thank you. And if you don't mind, Sean, why is your mother calling you Jack?"

Sean tensed up a bit slowly meeting the red heads eyes. He watched as Marks features were hit by the glowing sun, "I uh- my name is, ye' know ugly, kind of, and my fathers name is also Sean, so my family and relatives or others call me Jack, I just like the name better 's all," Sean mumbled on, his deep Irish accent popping. Face slightly flushed.

Mark noticed his slight blush, "Do you mind if I call you Jack, Sean?"

Sean blushed even harder at that only really close people or family called him that. "I- sure," Sean looked down, he couldn't bare to look into those deep brown curious eyes.

Mark notices Sean's embarrassment and makes a vow, to himself, that he will only call Sean, Jack, in private places. He notices that they are pulling up into a driveway, it's a small house in the country surrounded by trees.

Sean and Mark unbuckle and get out of the car with their stuff. They walk up to the house where Jack holds the door open for Mark, Mark smiles and says a small 'Thanks' before walking into the house. He was greeted by warm colors and nice smells of food and raspberries, very calming.

Sean's mom says, "I'll be making dinner you two go work on your science project." She then walks off into the kitchen.

Mark let's Sean lead his way to his bedroom, he admires all the random artwork and family pictures handing up randomly.  "Weird isn't i-it?" Sean asks.

Mark adverts his eyes from a beautiful picture painted of Sean, to well, Sean. "No, not at all," Mark says, he can not help thinking about how beautiful/perfect Sean is for a painting.

Sean blushes slightly watching Marks eyes roam him, "Well my r-room is right here." Sean opens the door and walks in.  Mark follows behind Sean, his mouth falls open when he sees his computer.

Mark runs up to it excitedly, "You have a computer?!"

Sean chuckles slightly nodding, then he realized Mark can not see from the back of his head and he answered with a "Yes."

Mark spins around facing Sean, taking in everything he is green sweater slightly big on him, green floppy hair and small blush that was usually always on his cheeks accompanied by his bright blue eyes.  "Maybe we could play sometime?" Mark asks finally pulling his eyes away from Sean and looking at the computer again.

Sean gets flustered, they barley know each other and Mark is expecting him to be like 'yeah come over and play games'.  "We are not even friends, Mark."

Mark shudders over the 'not even' part, "We are friends, Jac- Sean... You can trust me I can trust you, I feel this will be a great friendship..." Mark says rambling on, he looks over at Sean and he shakes his red face.

Sean then remembers why Mark is here, to work on the science project with him, "L-let's get working on te' science project.'"

Mark nods and waits for Sean to sit down before he sits down next to him.
They start working and get quite a bit accomplished, well at least for now.

"Let's take a bre-" Mark was interrupted by shivering.

Sean smiled, "You cold?"

Mark nodded slightly before shivering more.

Sean smiled, "Get a sweater ye' silly doof," Sean was surprised he did not stutter.

One of Marks shivers ended before he answered again, "I forgot it at school."

Sean frowned a bit before taking off the sweater he was wearing, which was his favorite one.  He handed it to Mark.

Mark smiled before taking it and putting it on, the body heat from Sean still lingering on the sweater, he smiled closing his eyes taking in the nice warm heat.  Although the sweater was kind of small Mark appreciated the gesture so much.

"Jack, thank you," Mark Says smiling looking over at him.

Sean smiles and nods, he takes in on how well Mark actually looks in green, then he chuckles on how much he looks like a Christmas tree with the red and green contrast.

"What's so funny, Jack?" Mark asks tilting his head at the giggling Sean.

"Oh," He breaths in from all the laughing, "I-it is just you look like a Christmas tree."

Mark smiles slightly, he is still so far from getting to know the real Sean.

"Boys!" The mother yells, which makes them both jump and slightly run into each other awkwardly, "Dinner is ready."

They both looked at each other, smiled, and got off Sean's bed to go head downstairs.

When they get down Sean's mother notices how Mark is wearing Sean's favorite sweater, she smiles slightly, he never lets her wash it let alone touch it, she wonders what Mark did to earn Sean's gratitude.

They both sit down next to each other waiting to eat.
After awhile of eating, and their feet sometimes touching Marks mom came to pick him up. Mark smiled at Sean and before Sean could walk away Mark bear hugged him, Sean being an awkward little bean, did not hug back but let him finish the hug before they both said their goodbyes.