The Massage

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Jack POV:

I was just in the middle of cooking a classic Irish breakfast when Mark woke up.

"Have a nice sleep?" I asked as I flipped the eggs. Mark sat down at the table and yawned.

"Nah. I slept like a wild sleep stallion and woke up with a severe leg cramp. Also I slept the wrong way and my neck is killing me." Mark groaned and rubbed his neck.

"Aw. Well hey, will some breakfast cheer you up?" I said and set the plate of eggs, bacon, potatoes, half a tomato, and a cup of Lyons tea down in front of him. Mark lightened up.

"Hell yeah!" Mark started eating. "Mmm! This is delicious!" I sat down and started eating as well. I looked and saw Mark tearing into a price of bacon.

"Just as I suspected! Bacon is good in every country!" Mark laughed and took a drink of the tea. I saw him grab the back of his neck and wince slightly. "I wish my girlfriend were here to give me a massage." I set my fork down.

"I can rub your neck for you if you want." I shrugged. Mark gave me a strange look.

"I don't know. You don't have to." Mark said.
"Its alright. I've been told I have great massaging hands!" I said and wiggled my fingers. Mark laughed.

"Alright then. Go ahead." Mark relaxed. I got behind him and hesitently started rubbing Mark's shoulders. He flinched and tensed up slightly. We were both silent and it make for a very awkward atmosphere. As I rubbed his neck he let out a grunt.

"Sorry did that hurt?" I asked and stopped for a moment.

"No it felt nice." Mark said quietly. I could see his ears turning red. I dug my fingers into a certain spot. "Mm.." Mark groaned quietly. He leaned away from my touch. "I thinks that's the spot." He said. I continued rubbing that spot. "Oh.." Mark grabbed my hand. "Alright I think that's enough." He said and rubbed his neck. His face was flushed red. "Thanks man it feels better." He said.

"Y-yeah no problem." I said. We stood in silence for a little bit before I pointed to my recording room. "I'm gonna go record a video." I said.

"Yeah. I have to upload one for today as well." Mark got up and got his computer. I went into my computer room and closed the door. That was really awkward. I thought. When I turned on my camera I realized that my face was red too. I smacked my face and fanned it. Why did I do that?

((I had to stop because I was embarrassing myself writing this -////-))

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