Me Plus You ♡ s.m. + m.f.

{80} Happy Birthday, Baby Boy

Mark sat down on the edge of the bed. It'd been about 45 minutes and he'd managed to hang streamers and blow up the entire pack of pink, red and white balloons, which he'd placed randomly throughout their entire hotel room.

Jack still hadn't come out of the bathroom yet, but he was honestly more concerned about how he was going to ask Jack to marry him. It didn't necessarily have to be perfect, nor was it going to be anything spectacular, but he'd like it to be a nice moment.

He'd changed out of his clothes, wearing nothing but a pair of grey joggers. He'd brushed his hair out and left it down by Jack's request. He wasn't conceited or anything, but he really was happy with his body and how he looked.

A sigh escaped his lips and as he'd playfully kicked a pink balloon into the air, the bathroom door clicked open. Jack poked his head out and grinned.

"You look so good!" He said before going back into the bathroom. Mark stood up from the bed and started toward the bathroom. Just as he was about to knock on the door, it opened, revealing Jack who was dressed in a silk, red shirt tee shirt that revealed his belly button piercing if he moved a certain way, and red lacey underwear. His burgundy colored hair was brushed out, making it appear way fluffier and curlier.

"God damn!" Mark smirked, grabbing Jack's little hand and twirling him around like a princess. "You're so beautiful, princess!"

A blush tinted Jack's cheeks and he covered his face with his hands. "I feel pretty..."

Mark leaned down and planted a kiss on Jack's soft lips and placed his free hand on Jack's butt. "You should feel pretty. You're gorgeous."

"I did this for myself, too. Not just you." Jack joked, playfully swatting Mark's hand away from his ass.

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A few hours passed and the two boys laid together alone in bed, Criminal Minds playing on the television. Mark held Jack close to his chest, pressing gentle kisses to a sensitive spot on the back of the other boy's neck, making him giggle occasionally.

"I can't wait to eat my birthday cake. It has a picture of Dat Boi on it!" He said excitedly, wiping the sleep from his eyes. He really wasn't all that sleepy, just a little bit. He unlocked his phone. The brightness from the screen slightly blinding him as he checked the time, 12:10.

"Marky, it's my birthday! I'm sixteen!"

"Happy birthday, baby boy." Mark smiled, turning the lamp on to brighten up the room a bit more. "I have something for you..."

Jack excitedly crawled out of bed and slipped Mark's black hoodie over his head. He was getting cold since he wasn't wearing much. Mark left the room, returning a few seconds later.

"Jack, I love you so much. You're my everything and I can't image myself ever being with anyone else. You always make me so happy and you make me laugh everyday. I just don't know what I would do without you, you make my life so much better..." Mark took a deep breath as he pulled a small, velvet box out of his pocket. "I know it's early, but I love you. Will you marry me?"

"Mark..." Jack choked on his words, watching Mark open the small elegant box, revealing a beautiful rose gold ring with three diamonds on it. His hands went up to his face and he began to wipe his waterfall of tears with the sleeves of his hoodie. "Are you joking? If this is a fuckin' prank I swear to God, Mark..."

Mark laughed, "No, It's not a prank. I'm serious."

Jack covered his mouth as he sobbed uncontrollably. He was at a loss for words, and grinned though his tears, nodding his head as he offered Mark his hand.

Mark carefully slid the ring on Jack's finger and proceeded to kiss the back of his hand. "Happy birthday, I love you. Thank you for saying yes."

"I love you too!" Jack sobbed, wrapping his arms around Mark's neck as they kissed. He was a blubbering mess. "I need to tell my mommy..."

"She already knows, babes."