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Out of the Ordinary

[LIGHT SMUT]

"Mark... Baby..." Jack moaned out quietly, dragging his fingernails down Mark's back. They cuddled up to each other beneath the thick bed sheets. Both of Mark's hands were between Jack's legs, pleasuring him in more ways than one.

Mark's lips were practically stuck to Jack's hickey-covered neck. "I love it when you moan for me..." Mark whispered seductively, biting down on Jack's neck and sucking roughly. His boyfriend wriggled beneath him, still moaning as he tightened his grip on Mark's shoulders.

"Oh my god... I'm so close..." Jack whimpered out, arching his back and panting out his breaths in ecstacy. His cheeks were flushed, and his bright green hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. Jack could feel Mark grinning against his neck. What a tease.

Back to reality!

Jack snapped out of his daydreaming phase. He glanced around the loud, proud, and crowded cafeteria, sighing out of disappointment that he had imagined it all. Mark's hand was resting on his knee as he chatted with Wade and continued eating.

Suddenly, Jack's belly started to ache severely. He knew he was going to puke. He breathed in and out heavily, desperately trying to hold it down. There was no use. He needed to get to a toilet, and he needed to get there fast.

"Mark... Could you walk me to the bathroom? I'm not feeling okay..." Jack suddenly asked, taking Mark's hand into his own to capture his attention.

"Of course, baby. Are you okay?'" Mark questioned, immediately helping Jack stand. They began to rocket away from the table and towards the wooden doors leading into the hallway. Jack shook his head wearily. He was lightheaded, and his stomach seemed to be turning inside of him. The pain had only worsened.

Mark rushed him towards the nearest restroom, pulling open a stall door and leading him inside. He locked it behind them, and examined his lover's ill appearance. The bathroom itself was empty, giving them some privacy. "What's wrong?" Mark repeated, pushing Jack's hair away from his seemingly burning hot forehead.

"I'm gonna-" Jack didn't get to finish. He leaned over, gagging and throwing up in the toilet. Mark had no other option; He held his boyfriend's silky hair away from his sweaty face, grimacing as Jack continued.

The bathroom door suddenly flew open, slamming against the wall and echoing as Cry rushed Pewds inside. "Of course someone's throwing up. Fuck!" Cry growled out frustratedly, lifting his boyfriend up and onto the top of the counter where the sinks were located. "Hold on babe... I'm gonna take care of you." Cry said shakily, grabbing up several paper towels and wetting them under the sink with cold water.

Felix frowned and squinted his eyes shut, furrowing his eyebrows in agony as he leaned against the white tiled wall. "Those assholes..." He spat out, gasping out of pain once again as he clasped his hand around his aching side. "We are in so much trouble."

Mark turned his head upon hearing voices, and started peeking between the crack in the stall door. He saw Felix sitting on top of the counter, and his forehead wrinkled up with surprise when he spotted all of the blood. Jack alarmed him, reminding him of the current situation. He began coughing loudly and panting out his breaths once he had finished. He wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his hoodie and flushed the toilet. He leaned against the side of the stall wearily, his eyes shut.

Cry quickly removed Felix's shirt, examining the nasty wound. It was already heavily bruised. There were a few open spots in his skin where the blood was seeping out. Cry cringed. He felt his blood boil, and his body tremble out of anger and denial. "It's okay. Don't worry. I'm gonna clean you up." He babbled on consolingly, wiping away the blood with the wet paper towels.