~Jack's POV~
I jolted upright in my bed, panting and clutching my green hair.
"It's just another nightmare..." I muttered, then started to laugh at myself. "Look at me, overreacting t' a silly little dream."
I glanced over at the clock. 6:00 am. Sooooo, if my math is correct, that means it's 2:00 pm in L.A.
"I wonder if Mark's busy...I hope he's not!" I wondered aloud to myself. "Only one way t' know!"
I picked up my laptop from my nightstand and set it on my lap, opening it.
After I logged in, I looked around the screen for a familiar icon. "There it is..." I muttered, clicking on Skype.
I looked for Mark's name.
~3rd Person~
Jack clicked on Mark's name, humming a song as he waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?" A red-haired half Korean answered with a deep voice.
"Hiyya, Mark!" Jack waved at the camera, smiling. He was glad to hear Mark's voice, it always calmed him down for some reason.
"Oh, hi Jackaboy!" Mark exclaimed, his voice full of joy. "Say, isn't it, like, 6 'o clock there at Ireland?"
Jack nodded, "I just had a nightmare and I, uh, couldn't really calm down." He laughed lightly, scratching the back of his neck.
Mark looked like he understood. "You should come visit me, Jack! It's been a while since you've last came here!"
"R-Really?" Jack asked, taken back with a bit of surprise. "T'is isn't a joke or anything, right?"
"I don't think so." Mark laughed lightly.
"Okay then, I think I'll come!" Jack brightened up.
"See ya soon!" Mark waved goodbye, Jack returning the motion.
Jack closed his laptop, yawning as he stretched. He, then, stood up, changing into more appropriate clothes. After changing, he walked downstairs to cook some breakfast.
He looked in the fridge and found some cake. "I have cake?" It surprised Jack, he didn't remember getting any cake. "Well, is it still good?" He took the cake out of the refrigerator and set it on the table. Not bothering to get any silverware, he took a bite out of the cake.
"It's good!" Jack exclaimed, (although it was muffled), in pure joy. "I guess I'm having cake for breakfast!"
~A Two Day Time Skip~
Jack loaded the plane, clutching his suitcase. He sat in the back- thankfully he was alone. He decided not to sit near the window due to his fear of heights.
Since there was not that much things to do on the plane so he slept most of the flight.
After a couple of hours, he arrived in L.A. He checked the time. 10 pm. He knew how to adapt to the time change, he could do it easily.
He wondered if he should call Mark. Mark was still awake, right? Jack pulled out his phone and clicked on Mark's contact.
"Hello?" Jack asked after the phone rang a couple of times.
"Jack?" Mark didn't sound sleepy, so Jack assumed he didn't fall asleep.
"I just arrive in L.A. and I wanted t' ask ye if I could, uh, stay with ye for a bit." The Irish man walked to the entrance, pacing around with the phone in his hand.
"Of course you can!" Mark squealed with joy. Man, he could be a child at times. Wait, never mind, he acts like that all the time.
Jack smiled at his joy. "Great! I just need ye t' pick me up, if ye don't mind."
"I'll be there soon!" Mark replied and then hang up the phone.
-Time Skip-
About 45 minutes later, Mark arrived. As soon as Jack saw the red-haired man pull up, he happily jumped in the car.
"Hiyya Markimoo!" Jack exclaimed, buckling up.
"Hey Jackaboy!" Mark replied with the same amount of enthusiasm that Jack had. "Are you glad to be back in America?"
"Of course I am, I love how different it is from Ireland!" Jack looked out of the window, watching as blurs of light passed by.
Mark glanced over at Jack before turning his attention back on the road. He was surprised that Jack actually came. The only thing he heard about Jack coming here was on their Skype call.
"I'm glad you came here, Jack." Mark continued looking at the road, blushing a light red.
The green-haired Irishman looked over at Mark and smiled. "I'm glad, too. I like hanging with ye." Jack was debating on telling Mark about his nightmare.
"Mark, ye know when I skyped ya, I did it for a reason."
"What was the reason?" Mark asked, tapping his finger on the steering wheel.
"Well..."
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