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Jack woke up on the couch, hearing light humming from the kitchen. He got up, walking towards the kitchen to search for some kind of caffeine.

"Morning. There's a cup of coffee for you on the counter by the coffee maker." Jack picked it up, swirling it around light before blowing on it. "Black with some sugar."

Mark watched as Jack put the coffee mug to his lip, sipping lightly out of it. He hummed as he held it in his hands, smiling at the warming sensation and closing his eyes. "Thank you."

Mark nodded, kissing Jack's cheek without thinking before walking to the back door. Jack's eyes widened, but he didn't mind.

"Is it cool if I take a shower?" Mark nodded, taking the empty mug from his hands as the younger hopped off the counter.

"There's still some clothes you left here in my closet." Mark set the mug in the sink, turning back around after. "But if you can't find any, you're welcome to any of mine."

Jack smiled, nodding before he walked out of the kitchen and towards the stairs.

He thought to himself when he finally made it into the shower. He thought about how Mark hadn't given up on him yet, and how he did everything to help Jack.

A lot of people wouldn't let their ex come over and sleep in the same bed as them just because they have insomnia.

He smiled as he washed the shampoo out of his hair, humming quietly.

"Jack?" Mark called as he opened the bedroom door. Jack turned towards it, his uncovered chest facing Mark. "Oh, I thought you were dressed. Sorry."

"It's okay." Jack smiled, pulling a shirt over his head. Mark caught it though, holding it above his ribs.

"You've got to start eating again." Mark whispered as he ran his thumb over Jack's ribs. The protruding bones made Mark shiver, and his eyes began to water.

"Hey, I'm okay." Jack pulled Mark's hands away, pulling his shirt down and wiping Mark's tear away. "I'm eating again, I promise." He whispered to the elder, kissing his knuckle lightly.

Mark looked down at Jack, smiling lightly when he caught his gaze. "What?" Mark shook his head, glancing down at Jack's lips. "Mark? Why're you looki-"

Jack gasped as the elder pressed his lips against his own. He quickly composed himself though, kissing back. Mark's hands wrapped around Jack's waist.

Mark felt the younger's hands wrap around his neck, pulling him closer. Their lips molded together, and their bodies collided.

"Sorry, I guess I just wanted to do that." Mark whispered and was about to pull away when he felt Jack push his lips back against the elder's.