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I'm alive boiis and hoco was great but the after party was 110% better.

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Markimoo: can you come pick me up from the airport in 30?

Jackaboy: ofc love

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Jack walked into the airport right on time, hearing the plane had just landed. He smiled lightly at the camera he was vlogging on as he walked. He didn't have any plans for tomorrow's video and was hoping that this video wouldn't need much editing. He put it away soon after.

He saw Mark's red hair through the crowd, seeing him spot the younger. He smiled, walking forward before putting his stuff down. He put his arms out, feeling Jack walk into them.

They wrapped their arms around each other, just hugging for a minute before Mark pulled back. He leaned down to push a small kiss against the younger's. "I missed you, love."

"I missed you too." Jack smiled as they pulled away from each other. They looked at each other, just taking in that the elder was actually home again. "I'm happy you're home."

"Me too, Jacka." Jack smiled before they looked away from each other. They smiled lightly at the few people wanting a photo or a signature, watching a video that one of them got of the couple reuniting.

After a little bit they left, making their way back home. "Hey, what happened to your shoulder?" Mark asked, noticing the dark bruises littering it after Jack pulled off his jacket.

"I'm not sure, I woke up one day and they were there." Mark nodded, but noticed the way Jack's eyes didn't lock with his own. "I'm okay, though. They only hurt sometimes." Mark sighed lightly before closing the passenger side door. He popped the trunk, grabbing his bags.

Jack insisted on taking one of them, which lead to him getting his way. "Hi Mark! Hi Jack!" The teenage girl from across the street called.

"Hi!" They called back in sync, waving lightly before they continued to make their way inside. Jack smiled as Chica jumped at Mark. Jack was filming, watching through the viewfinder as Mark smiled at Chica, talking to her in a high pitched voice.

"What do you want to do tonight?" Mark asked as he sat on the couch, patting the seat beside him. Jack pointed the camera towards them as he sat down with Mark, his leg bending before it laid against Mark's. His other leg came to lay over his left foot, hanging over the middle of Mark's. "We could cuddle and watch movies, or we could go out for a cute dinner date?"

Mark smiled at him lightly as Jack looked over at him. "You're cute. I was thinking we could just hang out and I could cook you dinner. But if you want to go for dinner, we can." Jack told him.

"Your idea sounds perfect." Mark told him before kissing him lightly. Jack smiled against his lips before pulling away. Mark hoped up and jack pouted into the camera. "I love you!!" Mark called as he ran up the stairs.

"I love you too, Mark." Jack giggled, turning the camera off shortly after. "Hey!" He called after he set his camera down.

"What?" Mark asked as he walked down the stairs. He sat down beside Jack again, the younger's legs going back to their original position. Jack and Mark's eyes connected before Mark's eyes were flickering between his lips and his eyes. "Can I kiss you?" Jack smiled lightly, amazed that Mark asked even though they had been together for more than a year and they had kissed so many times but he still asked to kiss him.

"Of course, love." Jack whispered and Mark slowly leaned in, lips hovering. Jack and Mark made eye contact for a brief second before their eyes fluttered closed as Mark pushed his lips fully against Jack's.

The younger's hand lifted up to hold Mark's jaw lightly. It wasn't a fast or needy kiss, it was just them sharing love. Their bodies filled with passion as they kissed, and their hearts were beating fast. They were nervous to kiss each other although they'd done it a thousand times before.

Their stomachs were in knots but butterflies flew about them, and their minds weren't thinking about anything except the person they were kissing. Mark's hand rested on Jack's knee, but it wasn't in a sexual way. He wasn't worried about that. He was worried about kissing Jack until their lips burned with passion.

They kissed with pure passion for a little bit before they pulled away, their eyes immediate connecting. Jack's crystal ocean blue eyes stared into Mark's chocolate brown orbs. This would be a time where they would say they loved each other, but they didn't need to say it.

They knew they loved each other, and they didn't need reassurance for it to be true.