Middle of the Week Motivation

Public Announcement

"Public announcement:" The television screen flashed, interrupting the show Jack and Mark were watching as they cuddled on the couch. "Shapeshifter spotted. Red fur. Brown eyes. Shoot on sight..." A voice read. The screen flashed twice more before returning to the regularly scheduled program. Mark tensed a bit, earning a confused glance from his green haired boyfriend.

"You ok there Mark?" He questioned. Mark nodded, but still seemed a little uneasy. Jack shrugged it off. He didn't really see all the fuss over shapeshifters, they were harmless in his opinion although you always hear horror stories of shapeshifters who almost kill or do kill people. Jack simply thought it was all a bunch of made up crap and stupid nonsense. Say that in public, however, you were liable to get thrown in jail or shot, most likely accused of being one yourself.

They eventually finished the show they were on, starting another when the announcement came on again. Mark clicked it off, seeming annoyed with it. Jack noticed this peculiar behavior, but again shrugged it off as nothing, seeing as he was annoyed with it as well.

"You sure you're ok?" Jack questioned again, worry for his significant other sparkling in his ocean eyes..

"Yeah, just tired Muffin." Mark responded, running a hand through his red hair. Jack nodded, kissing Mark and grabbing his hand, dragging him to where they could go sleep. They curled up together, Jack snuggling his head into Mark's chest, falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

Jack was woken up by Mark gently shaking him. "Hmm? What?"

Mark chuckled. "We should probably get up now, it's almost nine."

Jack nodded slowly and sat up, rubbing his eyes. Mark brushed Jack's messy green hair out of his face, allowing him to kiss his forehead. "I'll go make us some coffee."

Jack only hummed in acknowledgement as Mark stood up to go the kitchen. "Ow!" Mark grabbed his foot, jumping up and down in pain.

Jack immediately stood up to help him. "Mark, are you okay?"

Mark nodded. "Yeah just stubbed my toe."

Jack nodded, looking down at Mark's hurt foot, his eyes suddenly widening. "Mark... why do you have a foot?"

Mark glared at Jack, still holding his foot. "I don't know Jack, why do you have a foot?"

Jack shook his head, his eyes still wide. "No no no, I mean, why do you have a dog foot?"

"What?" Mark looked down, a small squeak escaping his lips. "I um... crap."

"Mark," Jack asked, "are you a shapeshifter?"

Mark lifted his head, looking into his boyfriend's eyes. "Um... no?"

Jack smiled and moved towards Mark, pulling him into a hug. "It's okay Mark, I won't tell anyone."

Mark let out a sigh of relief, returning the gesture. "Thank you."

With a smile, Jack kissed Mark. "Of course Markimoo."

It's hard dating a shapeshifter. That's something that Jack never expected. But now that he discovered his boyfriend was one, it was something he thought to himself more often than you'd think.