this might sound a bit weird but I am really proud about my story. thank you so much for reading and I hope you like it :)
Mark was hiding in the bushes. His gun ready in his hands. He was alert and ready to attack if he saw someone. He looked at the house. There were a few different voices there, 4 guessed mark. He had to eliminate them all. For as far as he knew, these people were planning on attacking the president. He listened and looked around. There was no one outside. He quickly looked around once more when he heard a car in the distance coming closer. He saw the black Skoda with blinded windows park next to the house. A big man got out of the car with what looked like beer bottles in his hands. The guy walked over to the house and got in. He left the door slightly open. Mark made sure that there was no one else around before moving closer to the house and hiding under a window. There was light shining trough the curtains and Mark heard the voices better now. "Drinks on me guys!" a new, low voice said. He assumed it was the guy who just got in. He heard the others happily taking the drinks. Mark dared it to take a quick look trough the window, and he had the luck that the curtains weren't closed all the way. He saw 5 people, but the window was to dirty to look trough properly, so he couldn't really see their faces.
He started sneaking towards the door of the house, which was still left open a bit. Quietly he sneaked in the dark hall. It was dirty and there were a few coates lying on the ground. Mark had the weird feeling that he had seen one of the cotes before. Also the small hat, which was lying on the stairs, looked familiar. He didn't look at it for too long, he had a job to do. He started walking closer to the door which was leading to the room where the voices were. The door had no handle anymore and you could push it open. Mark looked through the hole where the handle had been to locate the people. They were all in the same corner, which was really fortunate for Mark. He waited another few seconds to make sure the people inside were staying in the same spot, then put up his hood so no one would know who he was, and he ran trough the door. The first shot was very fast and right trough the head of the man he saw outside. The other four men were shocked which gave mark time for another head shot. Two of them stood up. One quickly grabbed two knives from a table and gave one to the other man. One of the two men threw a knife at Marks hand and the other started running in Marks direction. The knife had cut Marks hand and he dropped the gun. Strange enough, he didn't feel pain. As quick as he could, Mark grabbed his minigun and shot the running man in his knee. He fell over and Mark picked the man's knife up. He shot the person lying in front of him trough the head and threw the knife to the other man, who was still standing by the table. He hit the man in his arm. And almost directly after that shot him trough the head. He had no reason to let them stay in pain. He felt victorious and looked around at his victims. Something was wrong.
On the ground where laying 4 man, but Mark knew there were 5. He started looking around, but saw no one. He looked outside and saw the car still standing there. As a surprise someone jumped from behind a bookshelf and pointed a knife at him.
"D-d-don't move!! Or I w-will hurt you!" he heard a scared voice behind him say. Mark turned around, ready to kill. He looked up at the person to aim for his head, but he stopped. He looked at the face of the man. Green fluffy hair, big blue eyes in which you could see the fear. It was Jack.
"D-d-don't move" he said with a scared voice. Mark didn't know what to do. Surprised by Jack, he had dropped his gun, but he wouldn't use it anyway. "Jack" he said softly "what are you doing here."
"How d-do you know my n-name!" Jack said loud. Mark put his hood away and looked at Jack. "Mark?" Jack said, but not surprised. "Mark wake up!!" he heard Jack say. Then he felt something soft on his head and everything turned black
The soft thing was apparently the pillow Jack had hit Mark with.
"Wake up you sleepy baby !!!" Jack said enthusiastic as always "Sleep is for the weak !" Mark made a growling sound. He felt so relieved that it had all been a dream and he had no idea how Jack came in his house. Mark looked at his phone. "Jack what the fuck are you doing here! It's 2 AM!" Mark looked at Jack, who looked back with little lights in his eyes. Mark knew that he always had those when he was happy or had a 'good' idea. "I was bored so I thought I could come over." Jack said happily. Mark smiled at Jacks enthusiasm."How did you even get in ? " asked Mark curious. "oh.... well...."
Jack said, and he putted his hands in the pockets of his jacked. "come on Jack. What did you do ?" Mark asked while smiling. "I might have picked up your keys and 'forgot' to give them back" said Jack with a shy smile. Jack got his hand out of his right pocket and gave Mark his house key back.
"Well thank you. I wouldn't be able to get in my house without that" said Mark in a sarcastic way
to annoy Jack."you know that you're a thief now, right?" Jack tried to pull a serious face which looked like he was smelling something nasty. Mark started laughing so hard he could hardly talk. Jack joint the laughing and sat on Marks bed.
After they stopped laughing because one of the neighbors started shouting at them, they decided to watch some Netflix. " So what do you wanna watch, little thief?" Jack looked at mark with a slightly annoyed, but still a happy face. "I am not a thief. I gave them back!" Mark grinned "I know, calm down you!" Mark said as Jack was trying to get him down on the bed . Mark didn't really do anything to stop him for a few moments but after that he decided to show who's the strongest. With one smooth move he sat on top Jack and he had Jacks hands pinned on the bed. " I only asked what you wanted to watch." Said Mark while not trying to drown in Jacks eyes. " OK fine, get off me" Jack said smiling and trying to wiggle himself out of Marks grip. Mark let go of Jack and Jack stole the controller to see what was recommended. They finally decided to watch Sherlock. After 2 episodes Jack yawned."Did you actually sleep Jack? "
Mark asked. He sounded a little worried. "No. Sleep is for the weak!" said Jack, but his eyes almost closed. "Do you really don't wanna go to bed ?" Marks asked "No, let's continue!" said Jack enthusiastic, but Mark heard how tires he was. Mark clicked on the next episode and after 10 minutes Jack was sleeping on his shoulder. Mark had pressed the pause button on the controller and, carefully to not wake him up, got Jack off him. Mark stood up and walked over to the kitchen to turn the lights of. He came back and looked at Jack. He was fast asleep and lying curled up in the blanket Mark gave him. Mark stood there watching Jack for a few minutes. After that he walked over to Jack and lifted him up. He brought Jack up the stairs to the extra bedroom and carefully put him on the bed. he looked at Jack and softly whispered "you are so beautiful when you're asleep". After another few loving looks and making sure Jack would be comfortable, Mark went to his own bed. He felt happy and fell asleep, dreaming about living with Jack.
