Me Plus You ♡ s.m. + m.f.

{9} Asian Men

"If the Cavs lose tonight, I'm going straight to hell." Mark insisted. The half Asian boy had just gotten out of the shower and walked back to Jack's room. His long, wavy hair was wet and dripping all over his shirt, but he wasn't really worried about it.

If you lived in Ohio, LeBron James and the Cleveland Cavilers basketball team was a part of your life; despite whether or not you liked basketball. If they lose a game people literally go crazy. 

"Your hair smells like cherries!" Jack smiled, crawling to the other side of his bed where Mark was sitting just so he could hug him and run his fingers through his hair. Jack loved getting Mark's undivided attention all the time, but he also really loved babying Mark. He'd feed that boy his every meal if he could.  

"You know who's really attractive?" The small boy slowly moved his hands underneath the front of Mark's shirt.

"Who?"

"You are, silly!" Jack exclaimed, softly kissing him on the nose.

"Are you saying that because I'm Asian?" Mark grinned, already knowing the answer to that question.

"I love Asian men." Jack laughed, laying down on the bed and directing his attention to the TV. He really wasn't a fan of basketball, or really any sport for that matter, but Mark loves basketball and it was important to him, so he'd watch it. And plus this was a big game for Ohio since the Cavs made it to the NBA Finals, which hasn't happened in forever.

Mark lifted up the front of Jack's shirt and laid down, resting his head on Jack's stomach.

"Your tummy is squishy." Mark cooed.

"You fuckin' love it!" Jack giggled, rubbing Mark's upper back. He used his free hand to take a picture for Instagram, making sure to get Mark and the TV in view. he felt like he took a Tumblr worthy picture and uploaded it with the caption 'My night' and adding three heart eyes Emoji's.

"I do."