From The Day We Met (septipler)

CHAPTER FIVE

As Sean and Mark are sitting in Sean's moms car awaiting her driving, their legs accidentally touch, but rather then them moving them away, they keep them together kinda like how puzzles fit together so well.

Sean's mother, who Mark learned the name of now, Lucy, started the car and started driving. "So, Mark," Lucy began glancing up into the mirror that stuck on the front window, "Sean's father is now home, and he would absolutely love to meet you."

Mark nodded slightly, smiling big. "I would, also, love to meet him." Mark was slightly worried tho, he wondered if he was nice. He slightly pressed his leg into Sean's leg, for comfort Sean smiled at this a bit.

After a bit of riding Sean decides to ask if Mark would wanna play Eye-Spy, "M-Mark would you like to play eye-spy?" Sean tilted his head slightly looking at Mark.

Marks attention was drawn from the window to Sean's light blue, beautiful, eyes. "Of course, Jack, I would love to."

Sean smiled shyly, "Y-you first."

Mark returned the smile, "Okay." He stopped for a second, looking around the car, his eyes met Sean's yet again, "I spy with my little eye something... blue."

Sean leaned over; leg brushing marks even more. "Uhm, m-my bag?" Sean questioned leaning over small hands in his own lap.

Mark smiled at the cuteness, "Nope."

The game went on for what seemed like ages, Sean tried guessing on many things even things that weren't blue, the game had ended when his mom pulled into the driveway.

Sean sat there, glancing up at Mark, "Are you not going to tell me what the b-blue thing is?"

Mark giggled, unbuckling, "Your beautiful light blue eyes."

Sean blushed unbuckling himself and getting out. Mark grabbed both of their stuff and got out of the car. Sean smiled walking up the small path to the front door. Mark followed closely behind. 

They head upstairs right away.

Once they get into Sean's room Mark asks about the new game by his computer.

Mark sits down at the desk chair, "What's the game about?"

Sean stands behind Mark looking at the game labeled Smims. "Oh that game," Sean pauses looking up, "It's like a-a virtual reality of our world but you can control the characters that you make... and it's kind of like a simulation..." Sean says awkwardly, he scratches the back of his neck.

Mark chuckles, "That seems quite interesting."

Sean moves ways from behind Mark, onto his bed. "Yeah... So, uh, Mark, I-I wanna know more a-about you so how about your family?"

Mark watches as Sean sits on the made bed, it dips slightly, sheets wrinkling. He then swallows hard looking down at his lap. His parents are always fighting and him and his brother aren't really close, they're always playing video games to get their mind off things. "Well uh," Mark wiggles in the wiggly desk chair, "My p-parents are usually always fighting... and my brother and I aren't very close... we are always playing games to keep our mind off things..." Make says voice breaking slightly at the end.

Sean frowns, the sadness looms over Mark slowly surrounding him, his eyes, his beautiful dark eyes, filled will sorrow, sadness, and despair, Sean has never, even in the short period of time, never seen him, so sad, so lost... "I- Sorry I should not have a-asked." Sean began he gripped the bed slightly, "Well- Uh, There's always a place here for you, i-if ye' need."