Here's a new update. Hope you like it ;).
Mark was glad to be home, knowing that he wouldn't have to work for a few days. He could wait for Jack to arrive. He felt happy again, nothing to worry about right now. No cases, no trouble and a lot of time to spend with Jack. It had been a long time since Mark had felt this happy. He had always a little, annoying voice in his head, saying he things he should worry about. Right now, he hadn't enough material to bother Mark. Mark had cared to much about that voice. He listened to it way to often and let his mind race, creating different ways things could go wrong. The worst ones where the ones involving Jack. It never ended good. Jack would get lost, murdered or say he would never love him and break his heart into little pieces. The voice was pretty much his fear. Right now, it was talking about Jack again. 'What if he got attacked on his way to your house?' 'What if he drops you for someone else?' But the last one actually did bother Mark a bit. 'What if Jack was the eye-witness?' What would he do. He would keep him away from Tobias, but he'd have to explain why, and Jack probably wouldn't like the idea of Mark killing people. 'Don't be stupid. Why would Jack be in the park?' He didn't really like going outside. When he actually got outside, it had to be evening. There was a reason why his skin was so pale.
Mark shook his head to stop thinking like that. He was allowed to be lazy right now, and Jack was going to join him in a minute. He should upset himself now. He should get ready for Jacks arrival! He was already on the couch, so the blankets are the first thing he sees. A few soft blankets to lay under when gaming, very important. After that, he grabbed his game controllers and put them in the right place. He looked at his work with a smile. It was like this made sure Jack would come. But something was missing.... Food of course ! Mark raced to the kitchen and grabbed every kind of chips and candy he had and he couldn't see much once returning to the living room. He dropped it all next to the couch on the ground an started putting everything on the table. He was selecting the chips bags on color and sorted the candy right under it. Once he was satisfied with his food art, he walked over to the kitchen to grab something to drink. He didn't had much to drink without alcohol. Well, then it'll be a drunk game battle . They had done that before. Just when Mark walked with about 6 bottles of drink (4 of them with alcohol) he heard some nock on the door. "Give me a second !" Mark tried to walk faster, the glass bottles started to wiggle dangerously. Mark quickly put them down on the same table as the candy and the chips to run back to the kitchen for some cups. "Mark ?" Jacks voice could be heard from behind the door. "Almost done ! One more second please!" Mark rushed to the room and put down the cups a bit to fast. He was lucky that it wasn't glass, because they where laying on the ground and one rolled under the couch. "Oh, come on!" Mark laid down on his stomach and reached under the couch. He finally had the cup and put it back on the table. He rushed to the door and there he was.
Jack looked good. His hair was extra fluffy today and he was wearing the lucky flannel he got from Mark. Jack smiled at Mark. "What where ya doing man! Did you fall or something. Mark just realized that he didn't clean his house for a while and that he was covered in a light gray layer of dust. He shook it of him. "No I had to make up with you so I had to grab some stuff." He said with a smile. "Well, show me !!!" Jack was as enthusiastic as ever. Jack walked past Mark and he listened to the little voice again. 'What if Jack was the eye-witness?' Mark shook his head with a smile. It wasn't possible that he could be so happy and enthusiastic when he had seen 4 dead men and someone almost dying to a tree. That's impossible, even for Jack. Mark followed Jack, who walked into the kitchen. "FOOD! " Jack screamed and started looking for Marks food. "Hey you doof! Let's go to the living room." Mark wanted to walk away with Jack but Jack stayed where he was. "Give me food! I won't follow without it!" and he gave a sneaky smile. "Okay, but AL the food is in the living room. Well bye bye!" Mark said and he ran to the living room. He heard Jack running behind him. "I'M FASTER !" Mark screamed and he turned to the living room. "THAT'S NOT FAIR!" But Mark already dropped on the couch. "Jack stopped once he was in the room. "That wasn't fa-." He stopped when he loads of food on the table. "I had to make up with you right?" Mark smiled at the little lights in Jacks eyes. "This is going to be AWESOME!" Jack shouted and dropped on the couch next to Mark. Mark grabbed a lot of games. "So what do you wanna play Jackaboy?" Jack examined the pile of games. "GTA! please ?" Mark laughed. Jack always got over excited when he was happy and surprised and..... he actually always got over excited. "Yeah okay" Mark grabbed the game and they started playing. 4 Hours later they got a bit tired of GTA so they grabbed some other games to play. They never did what they had to do, they just goofed around and laughed a lot. Around 6:30 AM they got tired. "Well you have enough blankets here." It was a miracle that they weren't drunk. They hadn't had much to drink, but the food was almost completely gone. "Good night Mark." Jack rolled over and almost instantly fell asleep. Mark checked if Jack really was asleep and kissed him on the forehead. "Sweet dreams, Jack."
