{7} Hanging out with friends

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Mark had decided for his birthday he would go out with friends and drink. Jack didn't think this was a good idea since he knew his friends weren't the brightest when they were drunk and neither was Mark. He tried to pursue Mark not to go, but Mark told him it would be okay. Jack gave up trying to convince him not to.

Jack sat on the couch with his arms crossed. Mark walked downstairs and saw Jack pouting. "Awe don't you look so cute while your pouting." He smiled and walked over to Jack. He grabbed his chin and brought him into a sweet kiss. Jack began to kiss back as Mark broke the kiss. "I'm just worried about you." He said placing his hands on Marks chest. Mark smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'll be fine." He stood up and walked over to the door. Jack quickly stood up and walked behind Mark wrapping his arms around him.

"Be safe." Mark turned around and kissed the top of his head. "I will. You don't need to worry." Jack nuzzled against Marks chest. "I have to go." There was a moment of silence as Mark rubbed his back. "I love you." He whispered into Jacks ear. "I love you too." Mark gave him a soft kiss and smiled.
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Jack laid in bed asleep. Mark walked in the house drunk and shirtless. He closed the door loudly and stumbled over to the couch face planting onto it. As he landed onto a couch a shot of pain shooted up his chest. Mark groaned into the couch cushion. "Mark?" Jack asked seeing Mark laying on the couch as he rubbed his eyes. Mark got off the couch and ignored the growing pain as he walked over to Jack.

He wrapped one arm around his waist and brought him into a rough and passionate kiss. Jack stumbled back a bit, but Mark pulled him closer. Jack began to kiss back and tasted the alcohol on his lips. He placed his hands on Marks chest. Mark broke the kiss and winced from the pain. Jack looked at him concerned. "Are you okay? What happe-" He was cut off as Mark shook his head and grabbed his hand intertwining their fingers. "Look." He pointed to his chest.

It took a while for Jacks eyes to get use to the darkness. His eyes then got use to the darkness and he saw Mark had gotten a tattoo across his chest of Jacks given name. "Mark why did you get this?" He asked confused looking up at him. "I thought you would like it." Jack sighed and looked back down at the tattoo. He smiled and looked up at Mark. "I do love it, but we need to get you to bed." He held onto Marks hand and turned around walking upstairs.

Mark sighed and followed him. They made it to the bedroom and laid down. Jack sighed and rolled onto his side. Mark rolled onto his side and wrapped his arms around Jacks waist pulling him closer. He started kissing his neck when Jack spoke up. "Mark I would love to, but your drunk and you said you wouldn't." He pushed him off and fell asleep.
~~Four weeks later~~
Jack sat on the steps of the pool watching Ross, Holly, Suzy, and Arin swimming around. He looked over to the sliding glass door and saw Mark walk out wearing his swimming shorts. He looked down to his outfit and saw he was wearing one of Marks old shirts with his plain blue swim shorts.

He sighed at his outfit. "What's wrong?" He looked up and saw Mark swimming in front of him looking at him concerned. "Your so confident with what you look like and yet I'm here wearing an old long shirt wi-" He got cut off as Mark brought him into a kiss.

Jack smiled as Mark wrapped his arms around his waist picking him up. Jack wrapped his legs around Marks waist as Mark started to swim around. Jack broke the kiss and laid his head on Marks chest. "Shut up you look gorgeous." Jack laughed and saw Marks tattoo. He started to trace his fingers against the tattoo. "Mark what does your tattoo say?" Holly asked swimming over to them.

"It's just Sean's name." Jack smiled and looked up at Mark. "He was drunk when he got it." He said laughing. "But it's still a sweet thing to do." Holly said smiling. "Yea I guess having my big doof getting drunk turned into something good." They laughed as Jack placed his hand on Marks chest.

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