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Later that day

Mark got a bit tired and went to his room. He opened the door and got a bucket of water dumped on his head. "DAMMIT JACK!," Mark went to the Irish man's room and found him asleep. Mark couldn't find it in him to wake him up. He went back to his room and turned on the lights which also turned on the fan. Flour went everywhere. Now he could. He ran to jacks room only to find the door now locked. "IMMA KICK YOUR ASS JACK! I SWEAR!,"Mark yelled at him. All jack could do was laugh. Mark threw himself at the door. "Mark! You're gonna break my door!,"Jack said still giggling. "LET ME IN THEN!", mark said slamming against the door once more."OKAY! Okay! Okay.," the irishman said while unlocking the door.
He opened the door. Mark was ready to yell but couldnt. He looked at the smaller man's eyes and found a bit of fear. It made his heart melt. He walked over. "Don't be scared of me,"Mark said reassuringly. He slowly and gently put one hand on the jacks waist making him blush. Mark was amused by Jacks slight embarrassment. Mark moved the green hair out of jacks face with the other and caressed his cheek. The soft tender movements made jack weak,"Y-you know our first kiss wasn't a proper one." Mark smiled," Well we can always try again." With those words mark gently pressed his lips against jacks. Jack smiled and kissed back.

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