Part 12

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OH MY GOD 1K VIEWS!! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!! YOU HAVE NO CLUSE HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME! I know you've probably read this same thing over and over on different profiles, but seriously, from the bottom on my heart.. thank you.
So because of this, I'm gonna try to do something. I'm gonna maybe do a Q&A. But for that, I need questions. That's where you come in. Comment any question you want to ask me, or any character in the story. I'll answer them (if I even get any) in the next chapter. Thanks again guys! Don't forget to comment!
Btw 2 ppl wanted smut 2 people didn't, so let's settle for some fluff. I'll do smut another time! 😉

Marks POV
I finish up some work, and close my laptop. I hear the water roaring in the bathroom, and knock on the door. "Come on in Mark!" I hear some the other side of the door. I go inside, and I'm blasted by a hot steam. I see Jack's figure in the shower. "The dye rubs out a little bit. So. There's some color running down the drain." He says from in the shower. "Ok" I say, quickly brushing my hair, and undressing, to step in with Jack. We talk as we wash the week off us. I notice another color making its way down the drain. Not pink, not green, red. I realize, it's dried blood from Jack. I'm not grossed out, but sad. I ignore it, and keep washing my hair. We both advert out eyes, but we make small jokes about each other form. "You look like you've let yourself go Mark. You moved didn't you? You don't live in the gym any longer." Jack said, making me laugh. "You look like a pencil with a lawn on its head, but with those arms, you couldn't pick up a pencil." He smiled. "We're talking bout pencils? You look like someone stuck a chewed piece of gum on there's." He said, with a smirk. "Jelly Bean!" I said. "Bubble Gum!" He said back, turning off the water, as we dry ourselves off. Once we got out cloths on, we're still making funny remarks. But I turn to him, "My little Irish Goofball." He smiles. "My Markimoo." He said, getting on his tip toes, and kissing me. I kiss back, and when we pull apart, any sadness melts from his eyes. Filled in with happiness and love. I love him so much. I don't know what I'd do without him. And I don't know what he'd do without me. Would he have.. commit? The thought sends shivers up my spine, and I quickly move the thought away, and walk to the living room, and smile at Jack. He checks the time. "What time?" I ask him. "Bout 7" he responds. "You wanna cuddle in bed?" I ask. He smiles at me. "Sure babe." He says, grabbing me hand gently, intertwining his fingers with mine. He leads me to the bedroom, and we strip down to our boxers. We get under the covers, and Jack lays his head on mine. "Mark?" He asks. His voice high pitched, with his Irish accent coating every word. "Ya?" I ask. "Why.. why do you like a moron like me?" He asked. I knew that is depression was taking its toll again. "Well. You used the wrong word. Let me correct it. Why do I like a goofball like you. Well, cause your smart. Funny. Adorable." I said, ruffling Jack's hair. He smiled and looked up at me. "Your beautiful in every way, from your eyes, to your Jello hair." I ran my hand through his hair, combing out the mess I made. "Your honest, trustworthy, and always stick to your roots." I finished. "I could go on forever, but there isn't enough words in the dictionary." He smiles, and reaches up and kisses me. I kiss back, and it feels like fireworks are going off. Just like the first time I kissed him. I hold him close, and get closer to him. "I love you so much Mark." "I love you to. More then you will ever know." And we drift asleep.
Ok ok don't kill me! I know that this is a short af chapter. But writers block is a bitch ok? I just want to say, something has to happen. Soon. I have an idea, but nobody will like it. Trust me. So, if I don't think of anything else, well.. we're going with my idea. It's either that, or smut, or a panel. Maybe panel.. idk. If you have ideas, I'm all ears. If I find something I can go off, I'll go with that. Anyway, thx again for 1K, I love you all. I'm still trying to comprehend what 1000 ppl looks like. Jez.. thx so much. Buh bye!

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